"I have cured you!"

Lowett was dumb.

"So get out of this town, Pirate!"

In order to multiply and continue her life, Xia Chan still screamed recklessly.

The doctor didn't look back, but a gust of wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

Huh!

Wow!

The lenient cloak of justice was dragged and slapped by the wind, and he only felt a lightness in his hand, and the prepared medicine disappeared.

Looking up again, a corner of the white coat was left by the door, and then it quickly disappeared.

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He sighed long as he looked at the wall where the reflected sunlight became more and more dazzling.

"When are the pirates and the navy in these days?"

After saying this, his tight nerves loosened, and half a hundred doctors' clothes were soaked in cold sweat instantly, and his eyes turned black.

In the evening, the family members who were waiting for him to go home for dinner discovered that he had not arrived home on time. They came to the hospital to find out that the old man was sitting on a chair with a smile on his mouth, and died peacefully.

"Probably it's overwork and sickness? Dr. Sheldon."

"It is said that he died of a sudden heart attack, and healers cannot treat themselves!"

"What a nice person! It was fine yesterday"

Neighbors are discussing this.

"It's time to prepare for leaving!"

Deep in the forest, in a hidden natural cave.

Lovett stitched Colonel Skinner's right hand to the body of a zombie puppet and asked it to stand up and take two steps to adapt to the new limb.

For more than ten days, it’s almost enough for ordinary magic apprentices to figure out the most basic talisman. The talisman is a visual spell pattern developed by the masters to educate their disciples. .

From the "spell apprentice" to know magic to the "mage apprentice" to master magic, most people have more than ten years to go, so the wizards are also anxious.

But for Lowett, who holds the title of "Black Earl", the learning process can be omitted.

More than ten days is enough for him to reach the real magic ocean through the process of others who need more than ten years to accumulate knowledge and recognize magic.

He himself possesses the knowledge reserve and spellcasting ability of "the first person under the holy ten", but he is limited by the condition of his soul, and there is an upper limit for his use.

It is impossible to work part-time.

As the price of being incognito, he is a navy ensign who has no name, no way out, and even his scope of action is fixed.

So leaving is inevitable.

The doctor's words only reminded him to speed up preparation.

"Pirate?"

"I thought that the biggest difficulty in the start was this broken arm, but I didn't expect identity to be the most troublesome thing."

Lowett's eyes were low and he laughed mockingly.

"Never mind!"

Anyway, once undead magic is exposed, he has only two options

"Now the only magical spells that can be used without burden are half-star spells. The mental energy barely touches the threshold of the elementary mage, so you can't force it. You have to take advantage of the situation and find the opportunity."

Controlling the puppets fighting against each other like big dumb bears to confirm their fighting standards, Lowett closed his eyes and pondered.

"The 27 undead cooperated with spells. There are not many people in the East China Sea that can pose a threat to me, but the battlefield is an unfamiliar ocean, and the lack of means of movement can only be passively beaten, what should I do?"

Let the undead build ships deep in the forest?

That's so stupid!

"Sure enough, we still have to rely on the warships of the 153 branch."

"Let me be healthy"

As he said, Ron separated the lively undeads, held his breath, and returned his thoughts to the soul sea.

"Soul Sea" is just a title, it is the magical means used by the mages to turn their conscious world into a false space that can be explored.

It's not a sea of ​​souls, and it's not even a real existence.

And different spell schools have different names for the soul sea, after all, the view of the portal between the wizard schools!

Rumble!

When the eyes were bright again, Lovett had come to a vast universe.

Fragmented "mirror" fragments drifted everywhere in the pitch-black world, and Lowett's pale face was reflected in the apocalyptic thunder.

Those are Lowett's original souls.

In the time and space storm, his soul was shredded into thousands of pieces waiting to be broken down.

Fortunately, the fit with this body was very high, and he was dragged out before the subject consciousness dissipated.

If you want to put all these soul fragments together and tell the truth, he hasn't encountered such a situation before, and Lowett doesn't know how far he can recover.

In this dream-like world without up and down, no time and space, there is a bright ball of light suspended in the center, which is a quantitative display of Lowett's mental power.

The same principle as a car fuel gauge.

In his peak period, this ball of light was once the size of the entire world, and it illuminated the world with bright lights and vastness!

Now only the corners the size of this human head are left, dim and dull.

"Start simulation and calculate all available half-star and one-star spells!"

Lowett skillfully placed his hand on the ball of light, and his thoughts were empty.

Why are the narrators a monster whose spirit is superior to the flesh?