The elf on the bookshelf looked at Burris carefully and asked, "When did you see it?"

"I'm not careful enough, just found out." Burris answered and asked him: "Why are you sitting on top of the bookshelf?"

The elf ignored his question and continued to ask: "Burris, you should be at least 70 or 80 years old now, right? How do you maintain your youth? This is not an illusion, nor is it a simple transformation... "

Burris asked very persistently: "Why are you sitting on top of the bookshelf?"

The elf squinted displeasedly: "I know, you found an amazing ally, thanks to him for this young body?"

"Why are you sitting on top of the bookshelf?"

"Where is your ally now? Isn't he with you?"

"You are sitting on the bookshelf because you are afraid of dogs?" Burris looked at the corner of the room, and the cat's sigh came from a small dark gap in the debris. "Or, you are also afraid of cats? I remember you before. There are no small animals in the tower... Why on earth are you sitting on top of the bookshelf?"

The elf became obviously impatient: "Burris! Do you know, who are you talking to?"

"I know. It's been a long time, Teacher Illil." Burris owed the elf. "Then why are you sitting on top of the bookshelf?"

This way of chatting is what he learned from the Bone Maharaja. Talking like this is really good, it will give you a lot of confidence and the pleasure of manipulating the other person's emotions. People really want to live and learn.

Black Pine's body has been occupied by another mage. The necromancer Yrill looked at Burris through the elf's apricot eyes, while Burris was indifferent and looked at him pretendingly.

Illil snorted coldly and couldn't help jumping off the shelf. When he slowly floated to the ground, Burris made a gesture, and the force ball in the corner was instantly dispelled, and Count Hrolf barked and rushed towards Yrel. Illil was shocked, made a gesture in time, and quickly floated back to the top of the bookshelf before standing still.

Count Hrolf stood between Burris and the bookshelf, grunting in his throat, staring at "Black Pine" tightly all over.

Burris patted it on the head and pulled its collar to point to the corner of the room. Count Hrolf was a little confused, but still obeyed the order.

It put away the hostility, ran to the pile of junk to dig out two cats, the resurrected corpse cat jumped on its back, the construct body cat was caught by its neck, and it trot out of the room with the two cats, and ran away Before, he looked back at Burris with an uneasy look.

Burris looked at the elf: "Come down, they are gone."

Illil thought about it, moved his body and stopped again, probably because he felt too obedient and a bit shameful now. He lifted his chin and squinted at the students under the bookshelf: "Burris, you have changed. You are much calmer than before. I am very pleased."

Burris sighed: "Before you used to speak straight to me, never pay attention to the wording... What's wrong with you now? How do you speak to me like this? You are not admiring me for being calm, or comforting, you actually mean,' Burris, why are you not afraid of me at all?'Right?"

Illil was cold and did not answer. Burris said: "Because I don't have to be afraid. You can't even hurt the dog in my tower, you can only close it with a force field cover... Why should I be afraid of you?"

These words obviously hit Yrill. The mood in his eyes was changing, and it took a while before he tried his best to calm down, saying: "You used the'guard chain'."

"Yes," Burris said, "and it's a modified version by me. Under my preset guard spell, everything in the tower is protected equally, and if an outsider tries to attack any creature or object in it, it's like Attack the entire protection system of the tower. Teacher, I have to point out...you cannot destroy the protection I set."

"Are you sure?" Illil asked.

"I'm particularly sure, because I still know you... If you can do it, you would have destroyed this tower beyond recognition. You will directly dismantle my golem, kill all living creatures, and even deliberately Let them die very miserably, and bring their bodies to me... Now, you can only shut down my golems, but you can't hurt them at all. You block the dogs with a shield and hide yourself on the bookshelf. Don't dare to come down, you use illusion, vampire vine mimicry, and random portals to create a big show, but you can't enter the upper level of the tower yourself...

Illil interrupted him: "Burris Gelshaw, are you not curious about how I got back?"

"Not curious," Burris said. "If you want to say it, please say it. If you don't want to say it, I can investigate it myself in the future."

Obviously, Illil wanted to talk. He completely ignored Burris’s last sentence and looked deep into the distance: “You should be very clear that it is not easy to kill a powerful necromancer completely. Someone must have questioned why Shuangyuan’s Master Yylil died so thoroughly?"

Having said that, he stopped to look at Xiang Burris. Burris just stood quietly and didn't mean to take a word. So Illil had to go on by himself: "Actually, I have been prepared. A life-saving spell... But when those knights killed me, I took the initiative to give up the chance to survive. Do you know why this is?"

Burris remained silent this time. Illil hurriedly said: "Because...I still have better things hidden! He is my most precious collection! I kept a hand specially to prevent any of you from knowing his existence. I have been with him. I have spent time and effort, and have successfully controlled him completely...With him, death will become my new life, my soul will not dissipate, but will be guided to him along the arranged spells, and his power Unite as one. It's like corroding a living corpse with potion, but this'potion' is my soul."

Burris finally spoke: "I really don't know the existence of that collection... he... should be a living thing?"

"Oh? How do you know?"

Because I just read what he wrote... Burris sighed: "He is a silver dragon."

"You know a lot." Illil nodded and smiled like he praised the students in class. "Yes, one of his appearances is a silver dragon, and he is more sacred than a real dragon. He is'the only miracle on earth' '."

Burris asked: "Has he been sleeping in the frost field?"

Yylil said: "More than that. He has been sleeping under the White Tower. At the beginning, many wizards said that my White Tower appeared overnight. This is not a rumor, it is true. Because I used the power of that miracle."

When the White Tower appeared, Burris did not know Yrill, and he was still working with the pharmacist. He heard that Yylil was squeezed out to the north of the Shiva River like other necromancers. Other necromancers could only survive hard, but Yylil became stronger day by day. It didn’t take long for Yylil to use powerful magic. Conquered the Frostland natives and let other necromancers bow their heads... When Burris entered the White Tower, Yylil was already the feared Frostland ruler.

Most of the necromancers in the Frostfield came earlier than Yrill and were older than Yrill. Looking back now, Illil seemed to be less than fifty years old when he died. He rose extremely fast, and fell extremely fast...

A thought suddenly flashed in Burris' mind: "You...you knew Odette was there from the beginning?"

Illil nodded. He stretched out his left hand and rolled up his cuffs. The elf's arms were white and slender, and there were faint traces of tattoos on them. He pointed to the white elbow socket and asked: "Do you remember that once I needed to draw my own blood, let you help..."

In fact, Burris didn't remember it, but today he remembered it. He has seen that there is an obvious tattoo on the inner side of Yylil's left arm: tearful eyes are embedded in the figure of the full moon, and the eyes are surrounded by a fence of thorns...

"The holy symbol of the Black Lake Guard..." Burris looked at the wizard on the bookshelf in surprise, "Are you the priest of the Black Lake Guard? Are you deliberately going to the Frostland to find Odette?"

The student’s expression made Yylil very satisfied: “Yes. But I’m not very religious. Before I found Odette, I almost gave up all of this... Anyway, the Black Lake priest has no magic, no power. What’s the meaning of my faith? Later, I found out that I was wrong. All of this is very meaningful! It was the clues left by my blood relatives that made me find the “miracle”! Fortunately, I did not give up halfway, otherwise I would not be able to use those powers. ."

Burris sighed deeply: "Teacher, do you know that the body you are using now belongs to my student."

"Of course I know," Illil said, "I can manipulate more than him. If you want to destroy me by killing him, it is completely impossible. I will leave his body and go back elsewhere... "

Burris shook his head: "No, I didn't want to kill him. Don't use your thinking to guess me... I just wanted to say, what you said just now, if this elf student hears him, you guess what he will do Evaluate you?"

Illil raised his eyebrows: "The student's name is Black Pine Norshvalai, from the Elven Tree Sea. I have read his memory, and he is very interested in the legend I left."

Burris said: "You don't know him. If he listened to your statement just now, he would say,'What is the difference between relying on the power of'miracle' to become a legendary mage, and the illiterate sorcerers who rely on natural blood.' "

Yrel glared at Burris and jumped off the shelf again. Burris secretly sighed, I mention a warlock, you are so angry, why are you all discriminating against the warlock so much...

Hey Pine is taller than the twenty-year-old Burris, and Illil is satisfied, standing opposite, he can still look down on the former students. He paced slowly in front of Burris, squinting his eyes and threatening: "After so many years, have you forgotten what angered me?"

Burris said, "Teacher, I didn't forget. I just...not afraid of you anymore."

After all, you can't even kill the dog in my tower. The last sentence was a bit too much, Burris put it in his heart with good education.

Illil smiled contemptuously: "Really? If you are really sure to defeat me, why have you been playing around there instead of trying to subdue me?"

Burris clenched his hands and slowly released them.

He was ready for a sneak attack on Yrill when he dispelled the field ball just now, but he didn't do anything. He was calm on the surface, but in fact he already felt something was wrong.

He calmly said: "It's Roasted Longya Wood Powder..."

Aralia grows in the gem forest. It cannot be used as wood, has no ornamental value, and cannot be used as medicine. It will also strangle other plants and destroy the normal forest ecology... It can be said that it is a plant without any advantages. Its only purpose is to poison arcane spellcasters.

Aralia is colorless and tasteless, and cannot be recognized by poison detection spells. It has no effect on ordinary people, but if a mage or warlock consumes it, their body will show symptoms of poisoning-gradually losing the ability to evoke magic.

The time of onset and duration of the poison are related to the intake. A skilled pharmacist can design the dosage and accurately predict the time of the poison. Before it takes effect, everything on the poisoned person is normal, and nothing is noticeable; after it takes effect, the poisoned person can still use magical items and cancel simple spells, but it cannot evoke any magical fluctuations.

Fortunately, the symptoms of poisoning are not permanent. The poison of Araliaceae will gradually fade after a few days, at which time the caster can recover as before. Even so, not being able to cast spells for a few days is enough for them to be restrained. If someone calculates the time and insults the caster while the poison is in effect, they will have nothing to fight back.

Twenty-four years ago, the Austrian Law Federation held a secret meeting. After the meeting, a team of combat mage sneaked into the gem forest and destroyed all the existing Aralia. The document permitting the action is signed by the joint chairperson, who was the speaker at that time. The mages and sorcerers unanimously support this decision, and the elimination of Aralia is the common wish of arcane spellcasters.

It now appears that there are probably some finished medicines left in the northern frost plain. These slip-through fish have been kept somewhere by Yylil, and no one has ever discovered it.

Yylil admired the student's frown: "It seems you understand... Is the black pine milk tea delicious?"

"The black pine at that time was still a black pine," Burris said. "I can feel that the person who was talking to me... was not you."

"It's really not me," the elf stroked his chest, "Hei Song is still here. Sometimes I will let him out and let him communicate with you in the most authentic way. Anyway, he can't remember what I did before. "

Burris said: "But I'm still protected by the continuous protection on the tower. I can't hurt you, and you can't hurt me. Do you want us to take a thick hardcover book and fight like a street fight? Win or lose?"

"of course not."

"So, what exactly is your request?"

"I'm here to discuss business with you." Illil said, "When discussing business, of course you must first ensure your safety. After all, you are a scheming student."

"What do you want to talk about." Burris asked.

The elf slowly approached Burris, showing a happy smile very similar to that of Black Pine: "Do you want the power in the Black Lake God Realm? We can share it."