flstandardbreds Chapter 178 Forbidden Magic
Chapter 178 Forbidden Magic
Magic power is required to perform the Holy Sacrifice.
There is no magic spring in Moshe's body, so he cannot produce magic power.
The function of Huankou is to use the mutually exclusive characteristics of witchcraft and magic power to absorb the magic power, and then simulate it into a magic spring for Nolan to use.
What's even more clever is that magic power comes from infinite space. The magic power fluctuations generated when Nolan performs the holy sacrifice are the same as those in the space, so it will not arouse suspicion from others.
After a moment, Nolan opened his eyes.
The first thing he did was not to perform the Holy Sacrifice, but to raise his hands and rub "his" face.
Although it is soft, it is not full enough. I will have to persuade the owner to eat more in the future. The 18-year-old thought with some regret.
This strange behavior naturally attracted Colin's attention. He turned his head, opened his eyes slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, just trying to keep myself awake." Nolan said, slowly sitting up.
Nolan is a shrewd madman with extremely keen observation skills and superb disguise skills.
During the time he spent with Mo Xie, he had memorized Mo Xie's demeanor, tone, movements and other details.
Although it cannot be said to be exactly the same, it has imitated about 70% of the image.
Sure enough, Colin did not doubt it and continued to lower his head, studying the illustrated book in his hand.
The ring is worn on the index finger of the right hand. It looks like a vine and looks ordinary.
Then let’s give it a try and perform “spiritual communication” again after more than two hundred years.
Enough magic power had been accumulated in Huankou, and now it was pulled and transformed into countless dark brown light spots, evenly spread in the room.
It can be seen that the magician who constructed the "infinite space" possesses earth-attribute magic.
Nolan held his breath and concentrated, connecting all the light points. The magic power condensed like silk threads, densely packed and crisscrossed. In this layered space, another strange area appeared.
This is one of the restrictions of the Holy Priest's "spiritual communication". One can only communicate with spirits within the space woven by one's own magic power.
The moment the spiritual communication was opened, countless black shadows rushed out, carrying strong resentment and the stench of rotting corpses, staring with pale eyes, tearing their shriveled faces, and almost sticking to Nolan.
[Home...I want to go home...]
[I made money! I made a lot of money! Let me out, I want to drink, I want to buy a house! I want to spend money!]
[It hurts...it hurts so much!]
[When I get out, I'll kill you all!]
[Please, please give me a quick death!]
Nolan stared calmly at the nearby ghosts, and suddenly spoke softly:
[Hey, stay away from me.]
After saying this, he revealed a somewhat distressed and helpless smile, raised his hand and gently placed it on the shoulder of a male ghost.
[I don't mind, but this is the master's body, it should be kept clean. If you dare to dirty it...]
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his wrist and grabbed Ghost's neck. Ghost's pale eyeballs popped out of their sockets, hanging on his face by only a strand of fascia. He screamed and struggled, using his broken hands and feet to exert force at the same time, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles.
[I don't mind helping you die again.]
The ghosts looked at the young man with a gentle smile and a friendly tone, and they all ran away screaming. Some fell to the ground, some hugged other ghosts, and some banged their heads against the wall frantically trying to get out, as if they had seen a ghost.
[Did I scare you? I'm so sorry.]
Nolan restrained his smile, loosened his fingers, and revealed an innocent expression.
The male ghost fell limply to the ground, then silently stuffed his eyeballs back into his sockets.
[This is my second time being a human being, and I’m not quite used to it yet.]
Nolan's expression changed like turning the pages of a book. He smiled and spoke while using magic to create a small table in front of him.
[So now, while I'm still talking to you, line up one by one!]
The ghosts looked at each other, trembled their bodies, and took a difficult step.
In the spiritual world.
After Mo Xie temporarily handed over the control of his body to Nolan, he sat on the lawn in the bright area and condensed a large screen with his mental power.
What is he doing?
Mo Xie was stunned for a moment and even wanted to take out a pair of glasses and put them on.
The big screen shows Nolan's perspective.
The ghosts with miserable deaths did not wail or go crazy, but stood quietly in a long line.
When there was no more room to stand, they sank into the wall and threw the team into other spaces.
Senior Colin should not be able to see Nolan's performance in the space, otherwise he would definitely not be so calm, Mo Xie thought.
[Name, identity, whether or not you have magic or special abilities.]
Nolan's voice sounded a little cold.
[Reagan. I am a commoner from the Qiding Kingdom. I don’t have a surname. I am just an ordinary person with no power.]
The male ghost who was being strangled just now answered timidly.
[cause of death.]
[It seems that he died suddenly while sleeping...?]
[Are you asking me?]
[No, it’s not.]
I don’t know what expression Nolan has that can make the spirit break into a cold sweat.
[Who asked you to come here?]
[A man who claims to be a guard of the royal city.]
[Next.]
On the screen, Nolan waved his hand gently, and Reagan fled away.
[Name, identity, whether or not you have magic or special abilities.]
Nolan tapped the tabletop lightly with his finger.
[Martin Kru, originally a citizen of the Duchy of Ganon, became a wanderer after Ganon was razed to the ground by a large-scale attack magic that fell from the sky. Ah, I am a first-level golden knight and have no other abilities.]
[cause of death.]
[Killed by a very strange magic.]
Martin Crewe scratched the back of his head, trying to describe the feeling of being harmed by magic.
[When I was first struck by magic, I didn’t die immediately, but I could clearly feel my life disappearing bit by bit. The magic power in my body was drawn out and dispersed throughout the room, as if... I had become a part of that magic.]
Nolan paused for a moment and asked the next question.
[Who asked you to come here?]
[Like Reagan, I heard from the guards in the royal city that I could get gold coins as long as I came here. But when I came here, they made all kinds of excuses to delay time, and in the end, when I died...]
Martin Crewe kept talking about his regrets, completely unaware of Nolan's upturned mouth and increasingly gloomy face.
[You can figure out the rest yourself, next one.]
As soon as these words were spoken, Martin Crew immediately shut his mouth, shrank his neck and left.
[Name, identity, whether or not you have magic or special abilities.]
Nolan's voice remained cold.
[Gerqi Brewster, from the independent city of Ferren, a magician, titled Sage Class, titled 'Magic Star', can use Holy Sacrifice.]
This female ghost seemed to have died in a decent manner. She was wearing a clean uniform, without a single scratch or stain on her skin. Her indifferent and aloof posture made her look like an ice sculpture.
[You are not on the same level as them, how did you die?]
Nolan seemed to have developed a slight interest in this female magician.
Gurgy Brewster uttered four words expressionlessly:
[Forbidden magic.]
Nolan and Moshe in the spiritual world were both stunned. They didn't expect such important information to suddenly come out.
[You have been in this space since you died. Didn’t you tell anyone else?]
Nolan reacted quickly and asked casually.
[I told you, they didn't listen. They never regained their senses until you showed up.]
Ge Qi's tone finally became a little helpless.
Nolan glanced around and saw a long line of ghosts all bowing their heads and bending over, wishing they could merge into the floor.
[Who asked you to come here, and when? Ah, just a reminder, it is now the year 1306 in the Genesis calendar.]
Because Ge Qi is not a Renekton, the year Nolan mentioned is the Genesis calendar, which is 200 years older than the Renekton calendar.
[Secioule Hardy.]
Unlike the previous ghosts, Ge Qi, who was known as a sage during his lifetime, actually met the great man Qi Ding.
Saiqiuole Hardy? Such a familiar name. Nolan lowered his eyes and quickly searched for relevant information in his memory.
About a minute later, he stretched out his index finger and tapped twice in the air.
Ahhh...I remember now.
Isn’t Saiqiuole the guy who always quarrels with his father?