I'm obedient, what's going on!

A dull expression appeared on the young mage's young face, and it was as if a pot of batter had been poured into his brain, and the whole thought was chopped.

If he was not mistaken, the little guy in front of him who was grinning at him and looking like a gothic non-mainstream dress should be the 43rd layer of the abyssal world that was captured a month ago. In my memory, the last time I saw this guy, it was still a hazy ghost thing that couldn't be named, but this time I was able to transform into a shape!

Transfiguration? In the mythical world of his previous life, this seems to be a super difficult thing that only those thousand-year-old demon foxes and 10,000-year-old spirits can do!

The young mage shook his head desperately, trying to shake off all the ridiculous things in front of him. It's a pity that this will only dazzle me, and when the mottled light and shadow in front of me are clear again, those ridiculous things should still be there.

Just when the young mage was tormented by the absurd world and wanted to cry, the only remaining mage apprentice ran in in a panic to tell someone to visit.

"No, no, no, no...... I don't want to see anyone today! The angry young mage shouted loudly, with a look of extreme impatience, which frightened the Kokal to turn pale and his legs tremble a little.

When Hillis saw the "petite and beautiful" girl, her eyes lit up, and she had the heart to pull her for pity, but before she could get closer, she was forced back by the other party's cute tiger teeth.

Seeing the young mage's troubled look, Cillis gave him an angry look, took the initiative to step forward, and led the mage apprentice down to deal with the group of ground snakes who heard the news.

When the living room was quiet again, Li Xun also continued to hypnotize himself and completed the necessary psychological construction.

"Okay, okay! This is a magical world, and it is not impossible to turn a ghost thing of no race, type, or gender into a "humanoid" little girl in a month. Li Xun took a few deep breaths, and then he reluctantly accepted the status quo.

Once he accepted the facts, Li Xun's mind was reactivated. Under his careful picketing, some of the details that he had ignored in the past few months were re-screened in his mind like a movie.

Soon, some of the usually ambiguous links were quickly spliced together, outlining a vague course of events. In addition to the hidden black hole in resources and the abnormal attrition of troops, what particularly impressed him was a soul cry and wail a few days ago.

If he hadn't miscalculated, 4 days ago, just as he was trying to prepare for the last spell competition, a node in the soul system suddenly lit up abruptly, and a clear soul cry erupted. It was the birth of another higher soul in the cemetery system, and the first cry of a new soul to the world.

It's a pity that this soul comes and dies quickly.

Before the young mage could notice it, it had vanished for some inexplicable reason, leaving only one last cry of despair.

In the past, the young mage would not have thought much about it. At most, I thought that a certain cemetery creature with good luck broke through at the moment of life and death on the front line of the war, but unfortunately it was ill-fated and immediately destroyed on the battlefield. But today, in the face of this demon, the young mage always involuntarily conjured up the face of a beautiful banshee in his mind.

The young mage thought a lot, thought deeply, and even felt terrible in his thoughts.

In just a few fingers, the young mage even sensed the vast and almost infinite correlation number jù and information just by relying on the basic number jù fed back by the demon in front of him. The young mage snorted and fell back into the soft couch, two strands of gray blood snakes snaking down his nostrils.

That's the price he paid for overloading his brain just now. Those that are excreted are some necrotic brain cells, broken organs, and some inexplicable substance. Fortunately, this is a high-magic world of Qiao, and the world is immersed in it, and the supreme and tolerance of all aspects of the body are much higher than the earth in the previous life. This kind of brain damage state that is put on the earth is a loss of consciousness, but when placed here, it is just a small illness similar to a headache and cold.

The young mage cleared his thoughts, looked up at the arcane golem possessed by Issa, and frowned, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

The eyes of the arcane puppet's head flickered frequently, and an urn-like voice came out: "What I want to say is in front of the master!" ”

The young mage glanced at the demon, "She's what you want?" Could it be that the Arcane Empire in your previous life dealt with dimensional consciousness like this? What's the use of her? ”

Although the demon next to the arcane puppet couldn't understand the lingua franca of the Crane Continent, her innate keen perception still made her aware that every word spoken by the weak human mage in front of her could have a very important impact on her fate. If you don't answer well, your fate may be ......

Thinking of the most tragic possibilities, the demon couldn't help but pull the metal arm of the arcane puppet in front of him, waiting with bated breath for the final result.

"She is one of a kind! Even with the richness and power of the Arcane Empire, it can only destroy or isolate the plane consciousness, but it cannot concoct and cultivate them in a targeted manner. Molica is the only one of its kind in this world! ”

"What about being unique?" The young mage's voice suddenly rose an octave: "Who in this world is not unique? What I want to hear is not your compliment, but your evaluation! I need to know what she is of use to me? You know, you'...... You've "sacrificed" me for a potential hero who is enough to enter the temple of souls! Do you think she can afford it? ”

The young mage's anger finally erupted.

Li Xun's anger is also justified. Since he came to this other world, although there are countless cemetery creatures who have supported him in the sky, it is these cemetery heroes with independent consciousness who have brought him warmth and relaxation. Therefore, any Graveyard Hero, as well as potential units that may become Graveyard Heroes, are his subordinates and partners who need to focus on protecting.

Perhaps in the minds of young mages, the value of the latter identity may be even higher.

Why was the battle on the 43rd plane of the bottomless abyss so miserable a month ago? In the final analysis, it is the high-level cemetery with Li Xun as the center to protect the cemetery heroes to the extreme level, and they would rather sacrifice hundreds of middle and high-level troops for this to ensure the safety of the cemetery heroes.

Thankfully, the war was won!

The winning cemetery has a qiē, and the lost ones can be quickly recovered. But once it fails...... The terrible consequences the young mage didn't dare to think about it at all.

On more than one occasion, Li Xun had considered that if he could use the Graveyard Hero in spite of the damage, perhaps the Demon Lord who had invaded the Land of Chaos would be able to leave most of them behind. But once he thought of a certain acquaintance cemetery hero falling in a pool of blood, his soul returning to the Hall of Spiritualism, and losing part of his memory, Li Xun felt extremely uncomfortable inexplicably.

You can sue him for "Ci is not in charge of the soldiers", or you can sue him, this is the inevitable process of the rise of the cemetery, but if he can't do it, he can't do it. In Li Xun's heart, there is a line that no one has told, everything on this side of the line can be discarded, and on the other side of the line, he is unwilling to give up.

Therefore, he was extremely angry at those behaviors that tested his bottom line, and if it weren't for the only trace of reason left in his mind, he couldn't bear to explode!

"She's an indispensable part of the dimensional war!" Xu was aware of his master's "anger", and Isa's speech sped up a little, sounding a little sharp and harsh.

"Oh? I don't know! There were some pale flames burning in the depths of Li Xun's black eyes, and Sen Leng looked at the arcane puppets and demons, and the impatience in his words could be heard by everyone.

In addition to Isa's perception, the phantom who was originally acting on the top floor of the Arcane Tower suddenly lost her figure and her whereabouts were unknown.

Molica, who didn't know anything about the conversation between Iron Head and the human mage, was a pure spiritual creature, and she was extremely sensitive to the atmosphere around her, and immediately understood the Sen Sen killing machine soaked in peace. She clenched her small fists, her amber eyes full of rage, anger and incomprehension, and she glared at the human mage without flinching, constantly baring her teeth to show the rows of white fangs, trying to scare the other party away with threat.

Although the iron head has instilled in her many customs and rules of the human social hierarchy, the demons who instinctively occupy most of the mind do not buy it, and often like to follow their instincts.

Issa hurriedly stopped the demon's restlessness in his own unique way, and said to the young mage "sincerely": "Although Molika's strength is very weak now, she has a life form that is higher than that of a qiē plane creature. She will be your master's right-hand man in carrying out dimensional smuggling! ”

"Plane stowaway? Just by her? ......" The young mage slowly chewed on the unfamiliar word, the anger in his eyes weakened a little, but a stern distrustful gaze fell firmly on the demon's body.

"According to the basic rules of dimensional warfare, if you want to accumulate enough strength to win a dimensional war, at the current rate of expansion, it will take nearly a hundred years of accumulation." Issa danced in an exaggerated tone, "Please note, Your Excellency, I am referring to a war between two planes, not a war between two lower planes!" ”

"And what can she change?"

"The first criterion of plane warfare, be prepared to fight unprepared. A plane that is fully prepared for war will often have an overwhelming strategic advantage in the first place, and at this time, it only needs to ......"

Seeing Isa's tirade and gushing posture, the young mage directly interrupted it coldly: "We don't even dare to put up a banner on the main plane, do you think we are qualified to launch this kind of dimensional war?" ”

Issa didn't even make a surprise move, and turned straight away.

"It's because we haven't gained a foothold in the main plane yet, so if we want to reap benefits from other planes, we can only do it secretly, and this is what I want to call plane smuggling!"

Issa looked at the young mage with a hint of interest, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and began to talk about the basic process of various dimensional invasions in a didactic manner.

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