Diablo Destruction

Chapter 142~Chapter 143 One month

Early the next morning, I arrived in front of the Mage Guild as promised. This group of simple tents did not have a Mage Tower and a large library. Compared with the last time, the top of each tent seemed to have more A ribbon-like thing was fluttering in the wind, and it looked like some kind of celebration was being held. I really didn’t know what the mages, who were full of weird ideas in their heads, were planning.

Under the leadership of an accompanying mage, I came to Farah's small tent. He was the only one inside. The other elders had probably given up on me, a little guinea pig with no research value. To me, this was really a mystery. Good news.

An antique sandalwood table was filled with various heavy and ancient-looking books. Farah’s skinny body was buried in it, as if he was in a sea of ​​books. Unexpectedly, Farah was so big I had already gotten up early in the morning to do research. Although I was extremely worried about his research direction, I still felt a different kind of admiration in my heart.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Farah took a breath, slowly raised her head from the sea of ​​books, and glanced at me who was standing beside me in a daze.

"Wu, I kept you waiting for a long time."

He stood up slowly, but from the front, most of his body was still blocked by the book.

After a while, I was taken to the small tent where I did the experiment last time. It seemed that my fate as a guinea pig could not be escaped.

"I'm sorry, Wu, I may have to trouble you again."

I nodded and stepped onto the magic circle as instructed. However, until the light inside dissipated, I still didn't see Farah's surprised expression. It seemed that this inspection still ended in failure.

"Hey, what a pity. I thought I would be able to detect something after the last mutation!"

Farah murmured in frustration, seemingly giving up completely, but Youzi refused to admit defeat and drew another small glass of my blood.

"Come and take a seat."

After the experiment, Farah and I returned to the original study-like tent.

"Wu, have your skills changed since then? Especially the bear transformation."

Farah waved his hand, and a cup of hot tea appeared next to my table. What a handy trick, I looked at the cup with a little envy.

"It's okay to say yes, it's okay to say no..." I answered vaguely.

"Oh, what should I say?" Farah's eyes suddenly lit up.

"There is indeed no change in skills."

I opened the skill bar, looked at the skill description of the bear transformation carefully, and then answered seriously.

"However, I discovered that my current transformation seems to be unlimited by time. After the 220 seconds stipulated for the bear transformation, I can still maintain the transformation state as long as I want, but it will consume mana, which takes about 50 seconds. A little bit. Ah, the same goes for werewolf transformation."

"Huh? Oh!! So that's it. Congratulations, Wu. Are there no other changes?"

After Farah heard what I said, she obviously showed a disappointed look. The continuous transformation time is indeed a great improvement for a novice who is still in Rogge Camp, but it is not very rare. A real druid The master can even continuously transform without consuming any magic.

"No more?" Sure enough, he still refused to give up.

"No more. That's all." I nodded affirmatively.

In fact, what I said to Farah was half-truth and half-false. In terms of skills, there was indeed no change in my bear-man transformation, and there were no additional skills.

However, during the duel with Belial, he unconsciously went into a complete rage. Although I had severed all contact at that time. But violent and transformative. After all, it is still my body. From being violent to turning into that terrifying monster, all the changes and feelings I experienced are still engraved on my body, giving me an inexplicable confidence at this moment - as long as I am willing , as long as I can let go of everything, I can become that monster again. This is a very illusory feeling, because there are no relevant skills in the skill bar, and I have never really tried it.

However, I don’t want to tell Farah, or even let myself have this kind of confidence. If possible, I would rather forget this feeling and the fear that I can transform into that kind of monster.

——After I woke up, I once thought about how great it would be if Xiaoxue and the others were there when Beryl was killed. Maybe the four ghost wolves had mutated, and the other few Otohime summons a pet in a mutated way, and it is possible that it will be upgraded to another level.

However, the next moment, I was enveloped in a deep fear. If, if they were really there at that time, could they still survive? Can I let them go if I have lost my rationality? I seemed to see Xiaoxue and the others showing warmth, despair and pleading eyes in my paws. When I thought of this scene, my heart felt like it was torn apart. Kasha’s words seemed to linger in my ears again. .

"You, who have fallen, will use your own hands to kill your important people. Are you willing to see this happen?..."

Just thinking about Xiaoxue and the others almost dying by my own hands makes my heart feel like it is being torn apart. If it were Lal, Shala and the others, what would I be like? I can't imagine that after all, although I am confident that I can transform, I am not sure that I can remain rational after transforming.

Moreover, to take a step back, every time you transform, you will enter a period of weakness, and no one will come to save you at that time. In the end, this is 100% a means of perishing together. If possible, I would rather stay together for the rest of my life. No longer use.

"Wu, Wu...?"

Farah's voice deepened.

"Huh? What's the matter?" I woke up and responded quickly.

"I mean, since you don't have a place to live now anyway, and you have to stay here to study during this period, you might as well choose a suitable room to live in in the Mage Guild."

"Well? Is this okay? I'm not a member of the Mages Guild."

"Haha, although you are not a member of the guild, don't forget that you are now the elder of Rogge Camp, and our Mage Guild has initially mastered space expansion. Let alone one more you, there are hundreds and thousands more One can still live there."

Farah straightened his beard and said proudly.

"Well, okay, then I'll excuse you..."

Farad's words do make sense. The most important thing is that he really needs a more stable place to live now.

"Hehe... It's not too late. By the way, in order to allow you to calm down and study during this period, I have assigned an assistant to you to take care of your daily life. You will definitely thank me..."

Farah smiled maliciously and said, this guy, as soon as he gets away from academic issues, he immediately becomes old and disrespectful.

"Ah. No need, I can do it by myself..."

Seeing Farah's successful smile, I replied vigilantly, but before I could finish my words, I was asked out by the mage who walked in.

With intense uneasiness. I followed the mage and turned left and right, and then came to the edge of a quiet little jungle. A small tent stood not far from me.

"Lord Fan. This is it."

The mage pointed at the small white tent in front of me and said with a mysterious smile.

I didn't notice the weird smile of the mage, but looked around carefully. It was quiet, peaceful, beautiful scenery, and far away from the devil's research institute where there were dozens of explosions a day. It was like a forest. The villa is average. Completely meets my requirements.

"Then, I won't disturb you, sir." The mage bowed lightly and left with a smile.

After the mage's figure was completely out of my sight, I couldn't wait to circle around the entire small tent, thinking all about it.

Decorate the surroundings, build a small wooden fence or something to enclose a yard and plant some flowers, plants and trees, and then buy some furniture. It feels a bit like the excitement of just buying a house and moving in.

Wait until I get inside. For the first time, I sincerely admired Farah and their little inventions. From the outside, it looks like a small tent of less than five square meters, but after the space has been expanded. There is a large house with at least hundreds of square meters, and there are several small rooms inside with some thick wooden walls carved with exquisite patterns. It is more than enough for a family to live in. From the inside, it is impossible to imagine this house at all. It looks like a small tent. Originally, I was worried that this place would be too cramped, but now it seems that it is a bit empty to live alone.

Not only that, the furniture inside is also ready, as if it has just been tidied up, there is not even a speck of dust on it, eh, it seems like it has just been tidied up...

Wait, there seems to be some noise inside! ?

When I was looking at my future home, there was a rustling sound coming from the back room. I was immediately startled, and then I burst into laughter. This was the Mages Guild. Who dared to break in without fear of death? Woolen cloth? I was really frightened and confused, maybe it was the so-called assistant assigned by Farah.

Forget it, just find any reason to get rid of this so-called assistant. I'm not lazy enough to need a nanny. Thinking of this, my heart settled down. While opening the wooden door of the back room, I was thinking about how to open the door to him. Dismissed.

"..."

Familiar singing voice, familiar dress, familiar body shape, no matter how you look at it, the girl in front of you, who is bending over and raising her hips, humming a tune proudly while deftly adjusting the animal skin quilt on the bed, looks so familiar.

"Sir, you're back." When she heard the sound of the door opening, the girl seemed slightly startled. The beautiful tune that echoed in the small tent immediately stopped. She turned around and saw me, and immediately revealed a smile that made Baihua Also smiled sadly.

"Vilas, why, why are you here?" I looked at him with wide eyes, I couldn't tell whether I was happy or surprised.

"Because..." Vilas slightly shyly fiddled with the small hair on her chest.

"Because Master Farah said that I have a little talent for lightning spells, and the guild is currently short of some assistants, so..."

"Well……"

I sighed feebly, and finally understood why Farah smiled so weirdly just now. It was clear that he was colluding with that old woman Kasha just to watch the fun, and he wanted to see me make a fool of myself.

"So, from now on, I will be your apprentice and assistant for the time being, and I will be responsible for taking care of everything for you. Why, you don't want to?" She widened her eyes and tried hard to get in front of me, exuding "Your answer is only "A" momentum.

"Well, whatever you want."

I shook my head feebly. To be favored by Farah's picky old man, she must be quite talented.

"You actually have such a good talent and are here. Then study hard."

"whee……"

Vilas showed a smile with unknown meaning. As early as when she was a child, her family had noticed her talent, but she was an extremely easy-to-satisfy girl who only wanted to live the life she liked. For the powerful I don't have much desire for strength, so I haven't received training yet. Now...

Just try a little harder.

Due to my willpower problem, the next training is mainly based on Farah's magic and spiritual training. Old Farah's method is very simple, in the morning. Because my memory is relatively concentrated, he asked me to read the book and carefully understand the meaning of magic.

In the afternoon, he called me over. As soon as he sat down, he said carelessly.

"Do you know what is the most practical skill in my staff?" Each stingy guy emphasized, as if he was interested in the top-quality combat staff that Akara and I had embezzled. , still brooding about it.

"That is a static force field."

I said with some uncertainty. In my opinion, this skill is quite bt, for those monsters that are not resistant to lightning. It can weaken 25% of health in one stroke.

"No, no." As expected, Farah shook his head like a blower. He didn't ask me a riddle, but told me the answer directly.

"One of the most useful skills is telekinesis."

Telekinesis? That skill that uses mana to move items, or convert it into substantial power to attack the opponent?

I waited silently for his explanation. Have to admit. Regarding magic knowledge, I am not even one ten thousandth as good as this old man.

Farah looked at me like I was eager to learn. My vanity was greatly satisfied, so I stopped playing tricks on me.

"The purpose of telekinesis is not to deal with the enemy, but to improve yourself." After saying that, he stretched out a hand, and then, as if a pair of dexterous hands were controlling a piece of paper on the table, it slowly Folded up, it turned into a beautiful little ornament in less than a minute.

"understand?"

"It seems, you mean to use this skill to exercise your magic control ability?"

"That's it. In a sense, telekinesis is the most important skill of a mage. Without it, many mages would have to work for decades more to achieve corresponding achievements."

"Well, I've pointed out the direction for you, so just work hard according to your own ideas. I hope that after this training is over, you can..."

He pointed to the quill and parchment on the table.

"Are you confident that you can control a quill and copy the entire content of a page?"

"It can't be done," I replied, glaring at him without thinking.

"Tch, it's really irritating. You kid is always very sensitive in unexpected places."

Farah was obviously a little disappointed that I didn't dig into the pit. He used telekinesis to control the quill to write, but it is an advanced skill that requires very high control ability. Even if you are naturally gifted, you can't learn it without several years of training. , not to mention someone like me with mediocre magic qualifications. Although I don’t know how difficult it is, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs walking.

"That's it. I have a few more experiments to do later. How about it, Wu, are you interested in going to see it together?" Farah stood up and looked at me expectantly.

"I won't give it away..." My skin is not thick enough to be immune to explosions, so forget it.

"Hey, a boy who lacks curiosity and desire for challenges cannot become a real hero."

"..."

Watching Farah leave, I took out the magical staff and used telekinesis to control a book, just like bowling, and smashed it straight towards the pile of books on the table.

With a "boom", less than half of the mountain of books collapsed. I shook my head. Hey, it seems that I need to strengthen my training in the future...

Get out of the way first.

Then until night, it is meditation time, just like a monk meditating, cooling down one's heart, and then constantly sensing the existence of spirit and mana. It is an extremely boring job. I really don't understand how Sara and the others persist until now. Yes, at this moment, I can't help but feel sincere admiration for the students in the mage training camp.

After studying at the Mages Guild, I would occasionally go to Kasha and practice combat skills with her. What she taught me this time was, according to her, the foundation of combat basics, defense-counterattack, that is, Defending or dodging enemy attacks while attacking at the same time sounds quite basic, but it is not easy to master it, especially when the opponent is Kasha. I think, in learning this so-called basic My ability to take beatings will reach the top level first before using basic tactics, which is an unexpected gain.

Of course, I often go to Sister Sharna's place to chat with her or learn archery skills from her. Although I have reached level 24, Sister Sharna doesn't seem to have enough anti-drug equipment, so in Before challenging Andalil, she planned to experience it again. Oh, let's have a moment of silence for those elites and small bosses.

As for me, out of the selfish desire to spend more time with her, I didn't tell her about the Death Leather Gloves, and she might not accept my kindness. I'd better wait until she decides to challenge Andariel.

Of course, I would also take time to visit Sara and hang out in bars with Lar and Doug. However, I seemed to have a certain shadow in my heart about the women’s street. No matter how tempted Doug was, I would not Can move my feet one step.

In this way, a month passed quietly. During this period, Lal and the others set off, and Sister Sharna also started her equipment brushing journey a few days ago.

As for me, I had fully recovered as early as 10 days after I came back. However, I remembered Kasha’s affirmative tone when he said that I would have to recuperate for at least a month before I could reply. In order to avoid becoming a guinea pig again, I still behaved obediently. After staying for more than half a month, it's almost time now.

After finishing the meditation, I exercised my whole body. To be honest, after resting for more than a month, my body had already started to itch. Could it be that I was also infected with the militant factor?