Chapter 55 Real Dreams and Harvest
Shalan, who was sleeping soundly, was sweating profusely and her face was slightly pale. She woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, looking quite frightened. She turned her head to look out the window and saw the sky was slightly brighter. She was still sitting on the bed in a daze. It took her a long time to come back to her senses, she let out a breath and relaxed a little.
After the red light completely dissipated last night, Shalan thought that the matter was completely over, but he did not expect that when he fell asleep, his consciousness was pulled into an extremely real illusion. In that illusion, he experienced the life of a person, or a wizard, but the experience of the illusion was intermittent, and the few memory fragments that Shalan could remember did not have much value.
The real dream ended, and Shallan basically understood the origin of the Tarot Fama cult. At the end of the Silver Age, for some unknown reasons, it became increasingly difficult for wizards to advance and appear.
Among them, there was a young wizard who was unwilling to die like this , so he used the birth method related to belief in gods found in ancient documents and came to a very ignorant area at that time. He used the power of witchcraft to convert those ignorant semi-savages to the church he founded and completely became his own believers.
Slowly, through bloody sacrifices and methods, the young wizard finally became an evil god with a long history. However, under the erosion of bloody sacrifices and the power of faith, the young wizard has completely lost his emotions as a human being. He became moody and fond of bloody sacrifices, which made the wizards at that time gather together to fight against the church under his command.
Although the wizards eventually destroyed the church and killed the young wizard who turned into an evil god, there were only a few wizards left at that time, and they slowly disappeared in the dust of history in the next ten years.
What makes people sigh is that the young wizard wanted to become a believer in gods because he wanted to preserve the wizard's heritage by believing in the long life of gods, but in the end he completely forgot his original intention and became the final destroyer of the wizard's heritage. It has to be said that this result is full of irony.
“It seems that although the Taro Fama cult was destroyed, there is still a trace of remaining sparks, and the copper bowl containing a fragment of Taro Fama’s soul is one of them.
Now it has been unearthed again and used to develop the Tarot Fama cult again. Just like the incomplete wizard heritage in me, it has been unearthed from the dust of history again and spread in the world again.
But from another perspective, when Taro Fama, the evil god, first became a god of faith, his ideas as a wizard were not completely shattered. At least I have inherited a small part of his legacy, so his actions were not completely in vain. "
When in that real dream, Shalan could see very few things specifically. Ancient documents and classics were basically disappeared in the depths of her memory. Most of the witchcraft and corresponding knowledge also became incomplete and useless. Only one witchcraft was still complete in that memory and was completely remembered by Shalan.
Of course, in addition to this complete memory, Shallan also learned a small amount of wizard-related knowledge from the memory of the soul fragment, as well as some equally rare secrets about the Tarot Fama cult. At least she is no longer ignorant of this powerful existence as before.
"Unfortunately, I don't have the wizards' meditation method from my memory. There is no way to increase my mental power or even break through the existing level through my own meditation. Now I can only use the most basic and primitive method to train and cultivate my mental power."
The so-called most basic and primitive method is to completely consume the mental power, and then let the mental power recover by itself. At the end of each reincarnation, a small amount of mental power can be increased very slightly. This is a very clumsy method, but it is also the only way for Shalan to exercise and increase mental power.
"There is currently no way to obtain the wizard's meditation method, so I can consider the warlock aspect. The birth of warlocks should have something to do with wizards. I can dismiss the warlock group and see if they have any methods to train and increase mental strength."
Having made the decision, Shalan no longer dwelled on these things. Even though he had gained considerable benefits from what happened last night, Shalan did not plan to do so again in the future. A successful adventure did not mean that all adventures would be successful. In his previous life, many of his colleagues had failed because of this. Once an adventure gained huge benefits, it was like an addiction, and every time he would take risks for the benefits without hesitation, even if he had the best luck, he would die in a dark tomb after taking risks three or four times. Shalan still remembered the lessons learned from his previous life.
After changing her clothes and eating some breakfast, Shallan got up and went to the training room to practice breathing techniques and swordsmanship as usual.
While practicing, Shalan thought about his current strength.
Leaving aside breathing techniques and swordsmanship, there is no shortcut and one can only move forward step by step. As for witchcraft, Shallan now possesses the cursed , the Eye of Black Thunder obtained from the black pages of the book, and the witchcraft mind-confusing technique obtained from last night's real dream.
As the name suggests, the magic of bewitching the mind has the power to bewitch people. It is a kind of witchcraft that can play a significant role at certain times. Shallan suspects that the reason why the shabby copper bowl can bewitch people to become believers of the evil god is probably because it is inextricably linked to the soul fragment hidden in it, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.
"call……"
Facing the ironwood sword in Fang's hand, Shalan could feel the life force in her body becoming more and more abundant, and there was a faint sign of breaking through the fifth vertebra to condense the fifth seed of life.
"Since the last battle with Jonathan, my strength has improved significantly, which has greatly helped me to condense the fifth seed of life. I have been consolidating my foundation recently and am finally on the verge of condensing the seed of life. I hope that the match on Saturday this week will help me advance the process of condensing the seed of life."
Lying in the bathtub and soaking in the medicinal bath, Shalan closed his eyes and prepared to take a . However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard footsteps. At the same time, along with the footsteps, Shalan heard Shaman's voice coming from far away.
"Uncle, this is the best training ground in our manor. It is perfect for you and everyone else to practice on a daily basis."
