Chapter 535: I've gotten used to death after so many deaths
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that this thing is quite dangerous to use. I recommend you to open it only after you are mentally prepared for everything."
Lakan added as if he remembered something.
"Eh?"
The right side of the bow on the scroll has been torn open.
"Eh?"
See Lakan on the right tearing the bow off the scroll.
The only difference between the two sides is a moment of turning back.
At this moment, a naked old loli woman suddenly emerged from the scroll, and without saying a word, she put one hand on the right head!
"I didn't expect that there are people who are not afraid of death and choose to walk the dark path~"
As the other party whispered, the person on the right fell into coma without any resistance.
No, to be more precise, it is directly entering the deep spiritual world, which is a dream-like place.
If we talk about the right side of the dream, it will be very familiar.
On the real side, the right side, who was transferred to a nearby stone bed, had a steady breathing, a stable body temperature, and was snoring slightly, as if he was simply asleep instead of being dragged into a nightmare. This situation has lasted for more than half an hour.
"My goodness, there's really something wrong with your boyfriend."
While Lakan was muttering to Mu Noxiang, his hands had quickly stripped off all the clothes on the right side.
This behavior may seem problematic at first glance, but in fact Lakan wants to determine whether the right side is truly in a stable state.
"Mr. Lakan what are you doing!!!"
Konoka screamed subconsciously and covered her eyes. Of course, you know, the kind of face-covering with huge gaps between fingers.
They had already kissed each other, but it was the first time she saw the body on the right.
Compared to the relatively strong and muscular body, the huge scar on the right side of his chest is more eye-catching.
"Who was that Yiwen classmate just now?"
The obedient little Negi asked Lakan.
He was referring to the old loli woman who dragged Youfang into the dream.
Lakan casually pointed to the scroll beside him. The magic power on it was continuing to surge, proving that it was in operation.
“That fake Ivan is a degraded replica of the original, a so-called artificial spirit, created specifically to test those who tear open the scroll.
The dark magic contained in this scroll is a special move developed by your master when he was young in order to cope with endless pursuits.
The fake Ivan will drag the patient's spirit body into the scroll for a spiritual trial. I'm not sure what it's like specifically, but it's generally a battle of spiritual embodiment. Generally speaking, it will also have feedback and affect the main body. The more unified the mind and body are, the more likely they are to get into trouble, just like a nightmare. In serious cases, they may never wake up.
but……"
Lakan, who had a long career as a mercenary and was well versed in the human body, quickly confirmed it.
There is really no problem with the one on the right.
"At least for now, it seems like he'll be fine. This is no different from falling asleep. Just keep an eye on him."
Lakan couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply gave up thinking about it and pulled up little Negi who was still in surprise.
"You kid, don't just sit there. Follow my method first. But if you want to achieve faster results, you may have to take the test."
"Yes!"
Negi agreed without hesitation, and then his eyes instantly turned into horror.
Because he saw Lakan take out a small bead that was flashing with purple electric light.
Not long ago, Lakan used this thing to self-destruct. Little Negi didn't think he was stronger than Lakan.
Back to the right side.
His eyes darkened and then brightened, and Youfang knew that he had changed places. This feeling was too familiar to Youfang.
It was almost the same feeling as entering the Night Holy Grail War dream space.
This is not the Tono Residence, nor any other iconic place, but the top of a building near a station in Fuyuki City that looks very ordinary.
Looking down from here, it seems peaceful and the lights are colorful, but there is not a single passerby.
"Why do you have such a deep impression of this place?"
Behind the right side, a girl named Yuwen Jielin in a gray-white cloak slowly descended, and expressed great confusion about the mental image space on the right side.
The artificial spirit Ivan really didn't see anything special about this place.
Youfang turned around and faced Yiwen, with a nostalgic expression.
"If I say I have died dozens or hundreds of times in this place, do you think I will be impressed by this place?"
"???"
Yuwen's head was full of question marks, she even felt that Youfang might have some mental problems.
The right side waved his hand, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed. He went directly from Fuyuki City to the Tono residence in Misaki City, and was still in the main hall.
Youfang and Yiwen sat on the sofas on both sides at the same time, and the black tea on the tea table was still steaming slightly.
Yiwen was not overly surprised and picked up the teacup and took a sip, but her gaze to the right was even weirder.
"I'm afraid that few people can achieve the control you have over your own mental space."
"In fact, it mainly depends on her."
The right hand made a gesture of support, and then accompanied by the sound of a crisp bell, the cutest little black cat in the world appeared in the right arm.
"Meow~~~"
Lian called out to Yiwen in a soft voice.
"Nightmare? No wonder." Ivan paused, then glanced to the right. "She has become a complete community with you, right?"
Yiwen didn't even notice Lian's existence until Lian showed up.
The right side remained noncommittal.
The eerily peaceful atmosphere lasted for a while, and Yiwen, realizing that something was wrong, overturned the table.
"Aren't you going to learn dark magic? Drink your ass!!!"
"Hmm? What is dark magic?"
When the fake Yiwen heard the question on the right, he was stunned on the spot, and then he reacted.
"It seems that Rakan, that damn muscle tumbler, didn't explain it to you."
The blame was silently passed on to Lakan by the right side.
You still have to fight, even if the person on the right accidentally comes in, you still have to follow this procedure.
Many things can be manifested in battle, and mental battles are particularly dangerous. If one is not careful, it will cause various permanent injuries to the caster.
The artificial spirit Ivan can be said to be knowledgeable because she has hundreds of years of memory and partial abilities of her original body, but this is the first time she has seen someone like the one on the right.
The melee spell "Sword of Judgment" in Ivan's hand, which was made of pure ice elements, could not compare to any real divine weapon, but it was still quite excellent in terms of sharpness and hardness. However, even such a spell was cut by the knife on the right as smoothly as cutting butter.
Then she saw the pair of eyes on the right that could kill even gods.
It was at this moment that the artificial spirit Ivan realized one thing, that is, the right side in front of her was probably the ultimate goal pursued by all the undead, including her.
An existence that can kill the undead!
Chapter 536 Creating Your Own Dark Magic
All of a sudden, the positions between Youfang and the artificial spirit Yiwen changed.
Normally speaking, in this spiritual space where there is no sleep, no escape, and no rest, the recipient, Youfang, can be resurrected no matter how many times he dies. Instead, it is a test of his mental willpower. As long as his spirit can hold on, he can keep fighting.
On the other hand, the strength of the artificial spirit Yiwen is basically frozen at the time when she was created. There is no such thing as a spiritual body being resurrected from the dead. Not to mention that if Youfang opens the magic eye to fight her, as long as he hits her body with his hand, then as an artificial spirit, she will lose that part forever.
In terms of the resurrection mechanism, the artificial spirit is already at a natural disadvantage against the right side.
And Yiwen was also sure of one thing, that is, if the guy on the right wanted to leave this space, he didn't even need to pass his dark magic trial to do it...
Yes, You Fang has seen the core dead point of the spiritual space derived from the magic scroll. As long as he stabs it lightly, he can not only forcibly escape from this spiritual space, but even the precious magic scroll "Scroll of Darkness" will explode on the spot.
"What on earth are you doing here!?"
This time it was the artificial spirit Ivan's turn to pound the floor.
If the right side was restricted from opening the magic eye, Yiwen could suppress him as he pleased, but this would be meaningless.
The essence of the trial of dark magic is to allow the subject to find his own shortcomings, stimulate his own potential, and comprehend the essence of dark magic through endless and deadly battles, so as to achieve the purpose of the trial.
But the right side has naturally lost the threat of "death", so why fight to the death when they have a clear idea in their minds?
But then again, the artificial spirit Ivan has already felt Youfang's mental resilience, so maybe what he said about dying dozens of times was not just talk.
"Hmm... If I were to say the purpose, I think I want to learn skills that can make up for my weak physical strength?"
The right side replied with a dry laugh.
The trial could not go on, and the spiritual space was passing very slowly, so both of them were very idle, so they started chatting.
For example, the principles and essence of dark magic, and the various skills that you possess, they are just sitting there anyway.
After carefully analyzing Youfang's abilities, Yiwen came to the conclusion that Youfang's magical aptitude was very average and completely unsuitable for her dark magic.
To explain it simply, dark magic is to compress and convert the attack magic normally released by magicians, absorb it into the body and transform it into a special BUFF suitable for oneself, and enter a special form called "Magic Weaponry". However, the stronger the absorbed magic, the greater the requirements on oneself, so it is a double-edged sword ability.
"This set of spells was developed by the main body. In theory, it is only applicable to the body of the main body's vampire progenitor. If ordinary people use it, they will probably turn dark and gradually become a monster."
Holding the red bean-filled Taiyaki that was materialized by the lotus on the right, Ivan lazily sank into the lazy sofa and looked to the right.
"Your bloodline is very peculiar. While maintaining human or higher-level human bloodline, you are also embraced by darkness. However, I think even this kind of bloodline may not be able to resist the erosion of dark magic, not to mention that your magical aptitude is really poor. I guess only the lightning system derived from the wind system can make a name for itself."
Ivan sentenced Youfang to death for the possibility of learning dark magic, but Youfang himself didn't seem to care much, or he was not thinking about the fact that he couldn't use dark magic.
"Xiao Za, what are you thinking about? Pass me the potato chips."
After stretching out his short hands and trying for a while but failing to get closer to the tea table, the artificial spirit Yiwen shouted to the right.
But at this time, Youfang woke up from his thoughts and said to Yiwen with a little excitement.
“I feel like I’ve found the right route.”
"what?"
"If I am not suitable for your dark magic, then why don't you modify it and create a dark magic that suits me?"
……
After sleeping for a whole day, Youfang woke up.
It's true that this guy is a bit irritating. If someone else opened the Book of Darkness, they would probably have a high fever and vomit blood. However, this guy not only slept soundly and tossed over at will, but he even let out air from his sphincter in a somewhat mocking manner, which is really infuriating.
But this only refers to the first ten hours. Things really get lively later on. Blood really starts spurting out from all over the body, and the person is gritting his teeth.
But it feels like rather than competing with the artificial spirit, this right side is more like competing with oneself.
Originally, Lakan thought that little Munoxiang would panic or something, but Munoxiang was actually calmer than anyone else. She cast the healing spell accurately on Youfang's body, healing Healing's physical injuries and lost hearts with almost no spillage.
Konoka has seen Youfang's situation too many times. To be honest, when Youfang was under Tsuruko's command, his situation was much worse. At first, Konoka was so scared that she cried when she saw Youfang's twisted body with his bones exposed. But people's adaptability is indeed stronger than imagined. Soon, Konoka became someone who dared to poke Youfang's nostrils with Youfang's severed middle finger.
Highlight the collapse of a character.
"Success?"
Lakan was very curious about what Youfang had experienced in the Book of Darkness.
"It should be considered a success, right?"
The right side answers the question with a question.
As the energy and magic power surged, exclusive magic seals appeared on the right hands.
"Hmm? Why does it feel different?"
As a muscular tumbler who can use dark magic by relying on his aura, Lakan is somewhat familiar with dark magic, but he saw something different on his right hand.
It was not the wing-like marking that was supposed to be seen, but a spiral vortex-shaped marking. The point in the center of the vortex was very deep, and it felt as if the sight was being sucked in just by looking at it.
