Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

　　　　 Olivendi family talisman is a dreary crystal bird-shaped pendant. The main body is made of eternal secret gold and void cold crystal. It is the standard equipment of all the descendants of the Olivendi family. It is a properly ninth-order orange ornament with no limit.

　　The main body is constant with the mind-occlusion art enchanted by the ninth-level extreme powerhouse, which can be immune to all mental reading, mind control, and mental illusion spells below the ninth-level limit, and warns the wearer.

　　The three tail feathers are respectively attached with advanced curse resistance, advanced teleportation and O'Sullivan's force field wall.

　　 And these are not the most critical. Amulet has one of the most powerful and fundamental ability, which is also his ultimate insurance as a descendant of Olivendi.

　　 Anvis still remembers what Duke Carlot told him solemnly.

　　"Did you see the gems in the crystal bird's eyes, inject magic into it, and I will immediately descend across the space according to the position of the crystal bird!

　　 The nature of this kind of transmission is equivalent to the fixed-point transmission of the teleportation array, which can ignore most of the space blockade. "

　　 "Remember, if you encounter a real crisis, don't hesitate and ask for help immediately!"

　　 Really, the small one comes to the old one.

　　 However, since Anves has not yet formally entered the ranks, he can only use the passive effect of the amulet at present.

　　 "Just take the liberty to ask, are you male or female?"

　　 No longer thinking about something, Anvis looked at the pigeon.

　　 "You have to understand coo, although coo looks like a ‘pigeon’, but the essence is completely different coo—"

　　 The pigeon said seriously, although its pigeon face can't show any expression, but Anvis feels that it is very serious when he says this.

　　 "You can think of coo as a special mysterious phenomenon, and similarly, coo has no so-called ‘gender’ coo—"

　　 In the magnificent room filled with the faint fragrance of sacred wood, the handsome and pale aristocratic boy and the white pigeon stared with small eyes.

　　 "So, what is your purpose?"

　　 "Gu also want to ask, why do you call Gu?"

　　 "It was just an accident. I didn't know that this would happen."

　　 "An accident can be irresponsible?"

　　 Anvis choked, somewhat speechless.

　　 "Then, how do you want me to be responsible?"

　　 "According to the rules, when you summon Gu from the dark side of the Sea of ​​Origin, the contract is established. You can summon Gu to help you when you need it—"

　　 "And every time you call a goo, you need..."

　　 said, the pigeon paused, its wings spread out in front of its eyes, as if looking at something.

"...You don’t need anything! You have paid the price in advance! Before the seventh dimension of the Sea of ​​Origin collapses into a bubble, when the first dream butterfly breaks its cocoon for the 114213th time, you can summon it at will. Goo—"

　　 I have paid the price?

　　 For a moment, Anvis raised his eyebrows slightly, and his blue eyes looked at the pigeon.

　　 "Can you tell me the price?"

　　 "This is the secret mutter—"

　　 The pigeon waved its wings to indicate that it had no comment.

　　 Anvis was a little confused, but in his mind he remembered the pigeon's self-introduction: the super-dimensional creature "Kahn Voda" is part of the low-dimensional observable angle of the shadow of the surface world.

　　 From the perspective of ultra-dimensional creatures on the low-dimensional time axis, it is very likely that it is not the "now" self who pays this price.

　　 "So, what can you do for me?"

　　 Anvis looked at the pigeon and asked tentatively.

　　 "Can you help me fight?"

　　 "Gu will not be interfered by attacks from this dimension, nor can it interfere with matter in this dimension—"

　　 "Can you deliver the letter for me?"

　　 "Yes, as long as you can give me the letter, mutter—"

　　 "Can you help me investigate the situation?"

　　 "Yes, as long as you can understand my description—"

　　 "Then what's the use of you?!"

　　 "That's a question you need to think about!"

　　 Looking at the pigeon with his head held up in front of him, Anves' eyelids jumped.

　　 Seeing the noble boy in front of him, there was nothing to say, and the pigeon waved its wings.

　　 "If there is nothing wrong, goo will leave goo, you can call goo in your heart when you need it!"

　　 After finishing speaking, before Anves could answer anything, the pigeon flapped its wings and flew away through the wall.

　　 After thinking about it, Anvis tried to call the pigeon in his heart.

　　 "What else is it?"

　　 The white pigeon's head came out from the shadow cast by the lamp, and his red and black eyes stared at Anves's face with no reflections. The painting style was inexplicably weird.

　　 "No...just test the effect of calling you."

　　 Anweis was stared at by the pigeon's head a little hairy, his face twitched and said.

　　 "Then, goodbye goo!"

　　 The pigeon's head retracted into the shadow again.

　　 After a long stun, Anvis shrugged helplessly, sorted out his mood, sat cross-legged in the habitual position, held the "Secret Classics of the Old Days" in his hands, and gradually immersed himself in meditation.

　　 When I placed it next to my body during meditation, it was accompanied by the kind of weird whispers that sounded deep in my heart.

　　 His mental power increase speed will be lower than normal, but the quality of the increased mental power is obviously improved. This is a phenomenon he discovered accidentally.

　　……

　　 nothingness.

　　 Endless nothingness, like a cold deep sky without stars.

　　 But in the depths of this emptiness, there is a cloud of chaotic mist surging.

　　 Anvis's consciousness floats in this space, quietly feeling the magic power that has gathered, feeling his own spiritual power being strengthened by the magic power. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The mist-like mental power surging according to a certain law like a tide, slowly extending to the distance of the spiritual sea, but the edge of the spiritual power touches only more nothingness.

　　 Every night when the meditation is running, Anvis will feel a similar scene, but today, there seems to be some difference.

　　 When the surging mist of mental power expanded to the deeper depths of the spirit sea again like thousands of times before, the edge of the mist suddenly touched some kind of strange obstacle.

　　 Like the real fog hits the wall, it can only roll backwards weakly, and the momentum of growth has stopped.

　　 "Is it finally the limit..."

　　 Anvis silently sensed the strange edge, and couldn't help feeling in his heart.

　　 "Then, it's time to get ready to advance."

　　 The angle of time is always so strange, and the whole world has changed a lot in the trance of the observer.

　　 At present, it has been about half a month since he obtained the old secret sutras.

　　 The elf player whose ID is the Last Dragonborn has been thrown into the caravan by him, and the follow-up training and training is a one-stop operation, and the arrangement is clear.

　　 There is a dedicated internal beta feedback area on the player panel for these internal beta players to exchange game information and feedback questions.

　　 With the help of some posts in the feedback area, Anves finally has some understanding of player trends in the "real" world.

　　 At the same time, he also learned how sorrowful the last dragonborn was.

　　 With very serious and fierce words, this guy gave the official feedback on the bug that the account cannot be changed.

　　 and threatened that if the game is not repaired, when the game is released, he will open ten small crowdfunding ratings for the original ten-star rating...

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