Versatile Mage: Start by Summoning Elves

On the sofa, the beauty's long hair was scattered on the ground, her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, her skin was as white as snow, her lips were light in color, and she wore a simple white dress on her body, but she looked as quiet and charming as a lily.

Because she was traveling by means of spatial displacement, the noise she made was not loud. It may also be that she did not sense the danger. At this moment, this beautiful woman with a full classical flavor was sleeping on the sofa like Sleeping Beauty, with her slender legs and a light veil covering her.

The swan-like delicate neck appears crystal clear under the sunlight, adding a holy charm to her already incomparably beautiful appearance, making her look more like an angel than those birdmen in the West.

"Wait, this mental power?" Lin Xuan glanced sideways slightly, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and began to observe it carefully.

Ding Yumian is very talented. Even excluding the existence of the monster, he is already one of the best in the world. Even a strong city like the Holy City would be afraid of them and give these people the name of death.

However, this talent is not without price. A sharp sword is not only a weapon for killing enemies, but it can also easily hurt oneself, especially when the holder is just a child.

Although their excessive talents have given these people the power to fight against demons, their young bodies and minds can hardly bear this blessing.

Lin Xuan originally thought that his mental power had reached the heavenly realm, and he even broke through to the eighth realm in the summoning plane, a rare and extremely strong realm in the world. Even if he could not compare with Ding Yumian, who suffered a mental power loss, the gap would not be too big.

But the scene before him overturned his cognition. Ding Yumian, who had been able to perfectly control his mental power, now began to disperse irregularly again.

In places that cannot be perceived by the naked eye, the space is in chaos, and terrifying mental whirlpools are like maggots on the tarsus, attacking and devouring everything around them.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this power is too profound and will not be noticed by ordinary people, and therefore will not be attracted to them.

The ones who are really in danger are those who have good spiritual power but have not reached the heavenly realm.

"But it's still ridiculous. Just an unconscious action can change reality through mental power. This is too un-magical."

After a small complaint, Lin Xuan began to use his mental power to help Ding Yumian sort out the virtual space.

According to Dean Xiao, the essence of dreams is the autonomous activity of mental power. However, the mental power of normal people is not strong, so even the spatial system will not affect the real world.

As for Ding Yumian, he is obviously not among them.

As if he sensed that a spiritual force had invaded his territory, Ding Yumian frowned slightly in his sleep, and a layer of sweat appeared on his picturesque face.

However, perhaps because the two of them had previously blended their mental powers perfectly and still had some impressions of each other, Ding Yumian's mental resistance was much weaker than Lin Xuan had expected. It couldn't be said to be almost non-existent, but it was almost half-hearted.

"Ying !!!"

As time passed, the scattered and disordered mental power gradually calmed down. Just when Lin Xuan was about to continue to win the game in one go, a soul-stirring groan suddenly sounded.

What followed was a look between their eyes. The cheeks, which were originally as white and beautiful as snow, were now gradually dyed red, and a white mist could be vaguely seen appearing above their heads.

"Um, actually I"

"Don't, don't say it, I know everything."

Ding Yumian lowered her head and spoke in a weak voice. The two of them had their spiritual powers blended together, so how could she not understand what was happening? However, this incident also sounded a wake-up call for her. She originally thought that she could perfectly control her spiritual power and make a breakthrough directly at home. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel scared.

If she caused harm to the people around Lin Xuan because of her own fault, she would probably want to die.

"What is your current spiritual power level?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Lin Xuan changed the subject. Besides, he was really curious about Ding Yumian's current level of mental strength.

"The eighth realm." Ding Yumian was relieved to see Lin Xuan take the initiative to change the subject, and then spoke in a low voice.

"real or fake?"

It’s not that this realm is too high, on the contrary it is too low. When he was helping Ding Yumian to sort out his mental power just now, he could clearly feel that the other party’s mental power was much stronger than his. Is this only the eighth realm?

"Well, my situation is a little special. Since I broke through to the seventh level, I can directly draw spiritual power from the atmosphere without refining it. The situation just now was because the spiritual power in the atmosphere attached itself to me, so..."

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Lin Xuan didn't want to talk. He didn't know whether there was spiritual power in the atmosphere, but he thought there was, or substances similar to spiritual power, such as negative magic energy particles. But you can directly call upon this power without refining it. Isn't it too outrageous?

The talents of the victims are really unreasonable!
He has come into contact with quite a few victims. Qin Yuer's talent is already outrageous enough, but it is still within the normal range. It just means that her ice element is slightly stronger than others.

Strictly speaking, Wu Ku cannot be counted as a victim. If you insist, he is not a non-victim. The only thing he showed was that he had a better talent in water, which enabled him to influence the weather and create clouds and rain.

Why do a bunch of weird things appear when it comes to Ding Yumian? It turns out that elemental magic in this world is not only the mainstream, but also the least distinctive and potential.

From the moment they start school, young students are instilled with the concept that there are no weak magic departments, only weak magicians. But in reality, without considering the difficulty of training, the elemental department is really not popular.

That is to say, the magic plane has the most elemental resources, making it easier to cultivate powerful magicians. In addition, most humans are indeed more suitable for practicing elements, otherwise the mainstream position would have been replaced long ago.

Elemental Mage: "If you continue to slander me, you will die!"

"So what are you going to do next? Do you want my help?"

"It's all right now. It was because my mental strength was unstable just now. It won't happen again in the future."

Ding Yumian rubbed her brows. For others, strength was even more important than life, but to her, it was useless. She didn't like fighting, nor did she like exploring. It always felt like such a talent was wasted on her.

However, when she looked up at Lin Xuan, who looked a little tired, she felt that this power still had value, at least it could protect him better.

In an instant, the two looked into each other's eyes. Their feelings for each other were no longer a secret. The only reason they didn't break the final layer of paper was because the timing was not right.

The precious mat with ripples on the water is filled with thoughts, and the good time of thousands of miles is over in one night. From now on, I have no heart to love the good night, and let the bright moon go down to the west building. (End of this chapter)