When the corpse of the whale-hunting Kraken, along with the sailors, was pulled onto the cargo ship. Everyone flocked to express their excitement by lifting the sailors above their heads and throwing them into the sky.

The sailor couldn't help but look up when he was thrown into the sky again and again.

The dreamlike "moon ship" he saw before had disappeared at this time...... Is that true, or is it just a dream?

The sailor didn't think much about it at this time, and smiled: "it! At least, I survived!"

His heart was still pounding, and the excitement of killing the whale hunting kraken before had not subsided, and he wanted to enjoy this moment more than pursue the ethereal things.

What it feels like to be surrounded by everyone!

The cooperation of the sailors made everyone even more excited. Although the losses were heavy this time, as a man at sea, he had already planned to bury the seabed, and the most important thing was to survive compared to the ones that were lost!

While one side was excited, the captain on the other side glanced at the old navigator: "I thought just now that everything was over." I didn't expect it to end like this...... The feeling of the rest of my life after the catastrophe is really refreshing. ”

The old navigator nodded: "He is a hero." ”

The captain also said, "Yes, he is a hero! ”

The captain also left his reserve behind and joined the crowd with a big laugh.

The old navigator watched this scene with a smile, and finally, he looked up at the sky, although there was nothing in the sky, but before he saw a small boat that radiated the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

It was also the white tentacles that poked out of the ship that scooped up the sliding scimitar from the sea and handed it back to the sailors.

"What he said was true. The old navigator sighed slightly.

The old navigators didn't know what was on board, but they were loaded with stars and moonlight, which already showed how extraordinary they were.

As to why they were reluctant to show up, the old navigator did not bother to find out.

After all, at the critical moment, they also helped the sailors, and there should be no bad feelings.

Just knowing this, that's enough.

......

When the situation at sea calmed down, the gondola flew in the direction of the Old Lands.

What happened to the cargo ship was, for Angels and others, just a trivial episode.

However, what Ingres didn't expect was that he had already planned to help them kill the whale hunting kraken, but in the end it didn't come in handy, a brave sailor, on his own, not only succeeded in saving himself, but also saved the entire cargo ship.

Although Angels also offered some help, it was the sailor who overcame the critical situation on his own.

"When everything is put out of the way, the wisdom and strength of ordinary people are also full of weight. Poporta also witnessed the sailor's heroic exploits and couldn't help but admire. If you were an ordinary person, you might not be able to do the same as a sailor.

"So, the potential of humanity should not be underestimated. Angel said.

Bobota nodded: "It's just a pity that you didn't experiment with the trick." ”

Angels: "Actually, I've experimented with it. ”

Bobota was stunned: "You mean the ...... just now?" White tentacles?"

Ingres nodded noncommittally, his knuckles tapped lightly on the tabletop, and with a crisp sound, two slender white tentacles stretched out of thin air behind his back, looking a little ethereal.

Under the command of Ingres, the white tentacles took out a set of porcelain tea sets painted with enamel patterns out of nowhere, skillfully picked up the flint and poured the tea, and soon after, two cups of steaming black tea were poured out.

Angel picked up the black tea and took a sip. There was no expression on his face, but he sighed in his heart: Sure enough, black tea without milk is heresy.

Bobota was stunned for a moment, and also followed Angels' movements, and took a sip of black tea. However, his eyes were fixed on the two white tentacles swaying in the wind behind Angels.

Earlier, when the sailor's scimitar fell off, Angel used this white tentacle and stretched it a hundred meters to the surface of the sea.

At the time, when Bobota saw the white tentacle, he didn't think it was strange at all, because it looked so ordinary and did something ordinary.

Take things out of thin air, and the hand of magic can do it.

Even if it is controlled from a distance, there is no problem, the maximum control range of the intermediate magic hand has reached 100 meters, and it is precise control, and you can use the magic hand to do detailed alchemy experiments. If you just get a knife, this kind of unskilled thing, the magic hand is simply easy.

Even if you don't use the hand of magic, you can do it with mental power. So, at first, Bobota really didn't think of the white tentacles as such a great trick.

But since Ingres said that the trick he was going to experiment with was the white tentacles, Bobota naturally observed it carefully.

Bobota's strength has regressed seriously now, and he may not even be able to compare to Leon, but after all, he has been immersed in the wizarding world for so many years, and his eyesight has accumulated.

This observation really shows something different.

"It seems to have the nature of illusion, ethereal, but I don't see the illusion node. But at the same time it is illusory, it can interfere with the material world. The power of the illusory and the real are obviously contradictory, but they are harmoniously fused. Bobota paused at this point, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes: "But it always feels a little familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

Is it a fantasy genre trick? But Bobota hasn't seen a few fantasy tricks in so many years, so let alone 'familiar'.

Bobota couldn't help but look up, only to see Ingres' expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He was stunned for a moment, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "Phantom limb soft worm?!"

Angel gave the cultivation of the mollusc to Bobota, so Bopota naturally knew about this kind of insect species with incredible damage. After careful comparison, the phantom limbs on the soft worm are really similar to the white tentacles behind Angell.

They are all ethereal, but they can interfere with the material world.

And even the form is extremely similar.

"Is this really a phantom limb?" Bopota pointed to the white tentacles that were still swaying, and without looking closely, it looked like Angels had two fluffy white tails.

"That's right. Angel didn't hide it, because Bobota was often in contact with soft worms, and even if he didn't say it, he would eventually see it.

Bobota was in a trance, because he knew the phantom limb too well, and that little soft worm could cause such powerful damage when it had phantom limbs. And how amazing will Ingres be when he uses his phantom limbs?

"This ...... Is that what you created before?" asked Bobota with a difficult voice.

Ingres remained silent on this issue.

Phantom limbs, in fact, are also a kind of creation, but they have not been "certified" by the world consciousness. In other words, it is a reward given to Ingres by the world consciousness.

Previously, when Ingres perceived the vision of the creation of the law, he was rewarded by the world's consciousness.

This kind of commendation made Ingres's mind flash in a short period of time, inspiration was like a spring, and he was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge integration, and finally even glimpsed the path of true knowledge!

In the process of the constant flow of inspiration, Ingres had a comprehensive understanding of his own knowledge, and he knew that he could not chew more than he could chew, so he chose a problem that interested him the most at the time and studied it in depth.

He studied phantom limbs.

Under the circumstances, all sorts of fantastic ideas continued to contribute to the study of phantom limbs.

Almost instantly, Ingres had completed his basic understanding of phantom limbs, but it would have taken a while to understand that he wanted to use them. However, Ingres himself is an illusion system, and the phantom limb is based on a powerful physical body, so he can apply the phantom limb in such a short time.

However, although the phantom limbs have manifested at present, he can only release two phantom limbs because he is not yet proficient.

But that's pretty good, at least Angel is satisfied.

Moreover, compared to the model of the door, the phantom limb brought him more surprises.

Because of the model of the door on the witchcraft bit, Ingres actually always knew that his effect was spatial displacement, but he didn't know what variables that "special energy" would bring.

Putting aside the uncertain variables of the door model, the reason why Ingres was even more surprised by the phantom limb was that the phantom limb improved him with the naked eye.

Although the phantom limb seems to have the nature of "illusion", its foundation is actually the physical body.

As a simple example, Ingres's physical body is soil, illusionary energy is nutrients, and phantom limbs are flowers that bloom on this soil. If the phantom limb leaves the soil of the body, it is equivalent to rootless duckweed, and even if there is illusionary energy, it will not be able to make this flower more vivid.

The most important thing is that since the foundation of the phantom limb is the physical body, the stronger the physical body, the more amazing the power brought to the phantom limb.

It can be said that phantom limbs are basically equivalent to the exoskeleton of the human body, which can extend the power of the physical body farther, and can also be used more.

For example, suppose that the eyes are the weakness of the flesh. But if you have phantom limbs, which are exoskeletons that can gather the strongest defenses in the flesh near your eyes, then weakness will become a strength.

It's just a simple way to apply, and of course, it's biased towards physical power. After all, the phantom limb has the word "phantom", and it has a similar application of illusion, so it can actually be more flexible.

However, this still needs to wait for Angels to develop it himself.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, Angel is very happy, because his physical body has passed through the battle of the abyss, and his strength is comparable to that of a wizard on the bloodline side. Therefore, the improvement of his combat effectiveness by phantom limbs is beyond imagination.

It is even possible to think of phantom limbs as a formal "spell" rather than a "trick" used by apprentices.

Compared to the purely mobile and strategic "Gate Model", the phantom limb is indeed an improvement that can be clearly seen with the naked eye, and the illusion power consumed by the phantom limb is negligible, and the consumption of one's own blood and qi is more. And the last thing Angel lacks now is the consumption of blood and qi. Please use the latest domain name to read books on this site