Throne of Magical Arcana

The cold wind blew past, and the cold sweat on his forehead was almost frozen into icicles. The cold Donnie was trembling all over, but even so, he still didn't wake up. He still looked at his right hand with joy and fear, recalling the scene just now.

The monotonous black, white and gray colors seem to be able to affect the solidified silence around, completely restrain the breath of evil spirits, and can directly penetrate the grasp of evil spirits' defensive spells. My right hand is so strange and so powerful!

And this feels very similar to the black full-body armor I encountered in my nightmare, and it is also very similar to the black, white and gray that is sealed in the center of the "universe stars"!

Could it be that something went wrong in the nightmare, and I was unknowingly infected by that "monster"?

When he thought of the dream that could manipulate himself and others, looking at it was like looking at the purest and most essential death monster, Downey shook his head violently from the depths of his soul, woke up from the trance, and felt Shouting frantically, hurry up, go to Karl, only he and the big man behind him can help me solve this problem! They should be very interested in this monster!

The cry in his heart drove Downey to take a step towards the real gate of the ancient castle. At this moment, he saw a little shimmering powder gathered on the carpet.

Ghost dust?

Downey stopped abruptly. Is this what was left after the evil spirit died?

"Evil spirit dust" is a much rarer and more precious mid-level material than "wraith dust". It is a harvest that Downey would never have dreamed of!

But Downey froze on the spot, neither bent down nor cast a spell to collect it. A clear and distinct voice sounded in his heart:

"The evil spirit just now should have the strength of a five-ring mage, maybe it's close to a high level. If you want to kill me, it's like killing an ordinary person, but it's under that strange black, white and gray, under my right hand. , but I have no ability to resist, and I burst like a bubble..."

"...my right hand is so powerful?"

"...Just the aura of that monster made me so powerful?"

After truly feeling the power of his right hand, Downey hesitated. For a commoner like him who has worked so hard from ordinary people to magic apprentices to full-fledged mages, this kind of strength was something that he never dared to expect before.

"With it, I can gain the strength to restrain the undead below the high level, maybe even the high level can affect..."

"Moreover, it seems to be able to eliminate supernatural abilities lower than high-level like 'eliminating' bloodlines, and it may even be stronger..."

"In this way, I can go on adventures in the Necromancer World, and explore various mausoleums that are considered dangerous places, so as to harvest various materials, obtain wealth like astrological numbers, and greatly improve my strength... ..."

"...Strength is equal to status, even if I face a big noble, I will be treated with respect..."

"...This will allow father and mother to stop worrying about the grocery store, and enjoy the convenience and pleasure brought by various alchemy items in peace... This will allow Lily to study in a liberal arts school, instead of helping with housework at home all the time, Waiting to get married, I have no life of my own..."

Donnie's facial muscles were twisted like never before, presenting a frightening ferocity.

"Anyway, no one can see that my right hand is weird! At least Karl and the big man behind him didn't notice!"

Gradually, Downey inserted his right hand back into the pockets on both sides of his magic robe.

boom!

A gust of wind blew, and a window that was opened at an unknown time slammed into the window frame.

Downey woke up suddenly, feeling the biting cold, his mind was cleared, and all his desires were suppressed by fear just now.

"...What happened to me just now... Although the monster breath hidden in my right hand can make me stronger, who knows if it will gradually infect me and turn me into a zombie without my own thoughts..."

"...Uncontrolled power from unknown sources must be carefully studied... How many high-level magicians in the past died because of rash attempts..."

"As long as you are alive, you still have a chance!"

Donnie finally made up his mind, and planned to call Carl back to the town right away—Carl left him a private communication number, and the worst thing would be losing his right hand, and maybe it wouldn't be so miserable, and there would be a little bit of control left. There is no hidden power.

Outside the castle, the tall and tall figure chuckled: "Fortunately, this guy has restrained his desires quite well, otherwise he would not only be infected by the breath of death, but might also attract the 'greedy' devil .”

Things like ancient devils, as long as there are intelligent beings, will never be completely wiped out. At most, they will re-condense after ten or twenty years, but they will not be so powerful for a long time.

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The forest was shrouded in darkness. Downey walked alone in this quiet and dark place. The roar of beasts from time to time was even more frightening, but for Downey, this was much safer than the comfort of the old castle. These beasts and ghosts combined It can't compare to the "paralyzing breath" of the evil spirit.

He left a note to Baron Herdos, saying that he had solved the problem of the evil spirit, and then returned to the town without any delay.

Under the blessing of the spell, two hours later, Downey saw the town he was familiar with. Except for the bright street lights near the platform of the magical steam train, the rest of the place was pitch black and silent.

Downey chose the platform, walked to the "duty room", and knocked on the closed door.

"Who is it?" The staff on duty on the platform asked in fear, it couldn't be a robber, could it?

Many magical steam trains transporting goods will pass by at night, plus long-distance trains, the platform must be dispatched at any time, but in this small town, the staff on duty are hardly as strong as magic apprentices, facing various dangers They can only rely on the "explosive gun", and now the robbers have learned to be smart and know how to avoid them, and they no longer wait to die foolishly like before.

If they still have the strength of a knight servant or a magic apprentice, it will be even more dangerous. After all, the "explosive gun" needs to be aimed manually and cannot provide a mental lock function.

Downey took off his magician badge and waved it in front of the window: "I'm Downey, and I need to borrow the wired phone on the platform. This is the right of a magician."

According to the joint regulations of the Magic Council and various countries, in case of emergency, official mages can use their badges to borrow communication facilities in places such as platforms, police stations, city halls, and town halls.

The staff inside breathed a sigh of relief. After identifying the authenticity, they opened the door and said, "Mr. Downey, please come in. The wired phone is on the table."

Downey nodded lightly. He didn't have time to thank him. He hurried to the table and dialed Carl's number.

Beep, beep, beep, after three beeps, Carl's lazy and vague voice sounded: "Who is it? Call me in the early morning! Don't you know that this is a very inhumane and cruel act?"

He seemed a little annoyed after being woken up.

Downey froze for a moment, Carl's voice on the phone seemed less magnetic: "Carl, I'm Downey, and I've encountered a very strange thing."

"Donnie? What strange thing?" Carl felt sober, and then said habitually, "If it's not strange, you have to apologize to me, disturbing other people's sleep and dreams is a crime to go to prison, I will I still have to keep my spirits up and go to Grandpa Victor’s concert, this may be his last concert, you must not miss it, you must not yawn..."

"The monster in black armor from the nightmare is attached to my right hand." Downey said bluntly, the only way to interrupt Carl's ramblings.

In fact, he also knew that Victor's concert would be held in Rentat tomorrow, which was grandly introduced in "The Sound of Mystery".

The music teacher of His Excellency Evans, even though he had taken the magic potion, decided to bid farewell to the concert due to his old age. It is said that he held a curtain call concert in Alto and Rentat to express his love for classical music. Same with pop music.

Although Victor is known because he has a good student, people who love music know that Mr. Victor's achievements in the field of music are enough to be called masters, and several of his other students also have their own achievements in the field of music , even if it is not as good as him and Mr. Evans, it is not bad. Therefore, he is known as the best musician who is good at teaching students.

Carl's voice was raised sharply, "The black armored monster in the nightmare? Does your right hand show the characteristics of solidified black, white and gray? It can suppress the undead and eliminate spells?"

"How do you know?" Downey was very surprised.

Carl said with a smile: "Of course I know, my father has seen it before and told me, hey, it's fortunate that you told me, otherwise your vitality will be lost rapidly, maybe after a few years, your body will start to rot ..."

"Then what should we do?" Downey was glad that he had made the right choice.

Carl pondered for a while and said, "There is no problem in a short time. After Grandpa Victor's concert, I will come to you, or, if you come to Rentat on the earliest train tomorrow, I will arrange someone to pick you up."

"I'll come over tomorrow!" Donnie didn't dare to procrastinate, and decided to go to Rentat tomorrow morning, "Thank you, Carl, I won't bother you, I'll go back and rest for a while."

Carl snorted: "You wake me up and go to bed by yourself? No, you have to chat with me!"

"You still have to go to the concert tomorrow..." Downey could only refuse. He felt very exhausted.

Although Carl talked a lot, he was not willful. After hearing Downey's reluctance, he hung up the phone.

Back home quietly, Downey didn't dare to sleep, afraid of having nightmares again, so he started to meditate.

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Vague, hazy, Tang Ni's body suddenly trembled while he was meditating, and he felt that the scene in front of him had changed greatly. The surroundings were solidified and boring black, white and gray, with chaotic reflections of mountains, rivers, cities and villages, countless The undead creatures wandered around without a sound or extra color.

"The Necromancer Realm? Am I having nightmares again?" Donnie thought in astonishment. Did he enter a dream without sleeping?

"Although this city is chaotic, it seems very familiar... It is the Alto mentioned in the Sky TV documentary, the 'City of Music'!"

Downey never expected that he would "come" to a city on the other side of the continent.

Outside the city, two figures that seem real and illusory watched all this quietly, one of them whispered: "Brother, are we just watching like this?"

This seems to be Karl's voice, he can actually speak in the Necromancer Realm, even though all he has left is black, white and gray!