Chapter 371 - Lord of higher dimensions? A way to stay uncontaminated!
[Name: Muhammad Constantine]
[Age: 34]
[Spell Library: None]
[Entries: Alchemy Genius (Gold), Listener (Gold), Fanatic (Purple), Gun Mastery (Purple), Magic Perception (Green)]
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[Alchemy Genius (Gold): You have a very high talent in alchemy, and can even see through the secrets under the alchemy rules. You will definitely become a great alchemist! ]
[Listener (Gold): You are the most devout believer of the "Lord of the High Dimension". You listen to his whispers day and night and absorb knowledge from his endless teachings. This indescribable existence has given you wisdom far beyond that of ordinary people, and has also transformed your body, allowing you to transcend the shackles of life and death. ]
[Fanatical Follower (Purple): After years of being eroded by mysterious forces, your mind has been completely distorted and turned into an extremely fanatical loyalty to the gods. You firmly believe that sacrifices, rituals, and offerings of flesh and blood can exchange for greater power, even at the expense of yourself or others. When you exert the power related to the God of Faith, your ability will be greatly enhanced - but reason has become an unattainable luxury. 】
【Firearms Mastery (Purple): As a descendant of a wizard family, you were born unable to use magic, so you turned to more realistic weapons. The baptism of the battlefield and the harsh training have made you familiar with the structure and use of various firearms. Your gun skills are almost perfect and your bullets never miss. In the magic duel, you use firearms to make up for your natural defects. 】
【Magic Perception (Green): You are the existence called a squib in the magic world, and you are born with the ability to perceive magical creatures. Some magic that specifically deals with Muggles has no effect on you, but you just can't use magic - you always stand on the edge of the magic world, peeking at the unreachable mysteries. 】
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Deverot stood in place, his eyes swept across the information on the panel, and his brows could not help but frown slightly.
He did not expect to read Muhammad's memory directly. After all, knowledge involving high-level existences is often accompanied by terrible costs.
He had learned from the past - when he explored the related entries of the Thousand-Faced God, the system even issued a warning of "imminent contamination". Now, the four words "Lord of the High Dimension" came into view again, which made him feel alarmed.
What level of existence did this "cheap relative" come into contact with?
What's more tricky is that the other party's mental state has completely collapsed and swallowed by his own beliefs. If he rashly explores his memory, he may be dragged into the unknown abyss...
Deverot narrowed his eyes, tapped his fingertips on the magic wand, and thought about the next countermeasures.
Of course, this purple experience entry of [Firearms Mastery], Deverot felt that it was still worth loading.
Then he loaded it first!
[Ding! ]
[Loading the copy entry: Firearms Mastery (Purple)...]
[Copying completed! 】
Instantly, Deveraud felt like a veteran who had used all kinds of firearms on the battlefield. He could tell all kinds of firearms by heart. He even had several plans to transform his current wand.
It might be possible to increase the power of the current spell to several times more than the original.
Thinking of this, Deveraud's eyes lit up.
"You! It was you who stole the sacrifice! The Lord will not let you go!"
Mohammed's roar echoed in the air, with madness and hatred, his eyes were fixed on Deveraud, as if the person in front of him was his lifelong enemy.
His face showed a metallic luster due to the transformation of alchemy, but even so, Deveraud could still see the extreme anger and fear intertwined in his stiff features.
"You know something you shouldn't know!"
Mohammed's voice trembled because of excessive emotion.
"You... will die miserably!!!"
Deveraud stood in place, slowly raised his wand, and pointed it straight at the other party.
The pair of dark brown eyes were terribly calm, even with a hint of teasing.
He looked at Muhammad's metallic face, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Sacrifice? Are you talking about the gold?"
He sneered, his tone was deliberately contemptuous.
"Heh... that's really a good thing, used to block those guys from coming to reality."
Deveraud continued slowly.
"As for 'things I shouldn't know'..."
He paused for a moment, pretending to think, and his smile deepened.
"Do you think I'm that stupid? There are ways to make me see only the part I want to see."
Muhammad's pupils suddenly contracted, he gasped, stared at Deveraud, as if he wanted to parse some incomprehensible malice from his words
Muhammad's face turned pale in an instant, he finally realized something, and the fanaticism in his eyes began to be replaced by an unprecedented fear.
He stared at Deveraud, his lips trembling, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
"What... what do you want to do?"
He staggered back a step, his voice hoarse.
Deverot tapped his wand lightly, his eyes indifferent, as if he was looking at an insignificant experiment.
His voice was calm and cold, as if he was announcing an established fact.
"A wizard's trick, watch out for the squibs."
"Oblivion is empty."
As the spell fell, Muhammad's pupils suddenly dilated, and his consciousness was torn into a blank in an instant. A meaningless murmur came from his throat, and then the whole world turned into a blank in his mind.
His originally ferocious and angry expression collapsed in an instant, replaced by a dull and confused look, his lips slightly opened, like an abandoned puppet, unable to express even the most basic emotions.
Devereux nodded with satisfaction, slowly retracted his wand, and a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
He just accurately erased all of Muhammad's memories except for the past month, turning this fanatic into a blank sheet of paper.
Although there may be some important information in it, considering the golden entry on Muhammad and the dangerous belief involving the Lord of the High Dimension, he must act cautiously, even if he is not careful, he may be contaminated.
Besides, memory is not irrecoverable-he is already studying how to reverse the forgetfulness spell.
Since he had used amnesia on Marcus, Devereux began to study the possibility of restoring memory. He was sure that his forgetfulness spell could be solved.
Thinking of this, his eyes fell back on Muhammad.
At this moment, the other party stood there, his eyes were dull, and there was a trace of fear on his face, but he had lost any clear emotional expression.
Devereux smiled lightly, raised his wand slightly, and pointed at Muhammad.
"Then..."
His tone was a little playful and scrutinizing.
"Let me see what's hidden in your mind."
As the voice fell, his wand shook gently, and his fingertips outlined an invisible wave.
"Legitimate mind reading!"
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