Chapter 112 Dika’s magic pattern
Dika held a bottle of silver liquid and a pen that looked more like a needle, and looked at Robert maliciously.
"Little Robert, it's going to be very painful." He smiled strangely, "Do you want a towel or something like that?"
Robert took the towel and held it in his mouth, looking as if he was ready to die.
He was now lying on his front, wearing only a pair of small pants and a wooden bed underneath him.
"You look very much like a wretched dark wizard - Duke Blackwood." Robert complained, "I just don't know if I can summon Peanut and Curly Fu now."
Ignore the naughty kid's complaints, and Dika doesn't know what he is talking about.
He put away his smile, his expression became serious and focused, and the previous unreliable demeanor was gone.
The first stroke landed on his heart, and Robert felt his eyes go dark, as if someone had stabbed him with a knife.
Robert almost cursed, what the hell is this silver liquid? !
It almost hurt someone to death!
Then came the second stroke, the third stroke, the fourth stroke...
Robert was so hurt that he lost the ability to think and speak. There was a "buzzing" in his head, and the whole world went dark.
The broken consciousness floats in the darkness, with the bright sea of stars below.
It wanted to get closer, but a voice told it that if it got too close, it would be swallowed up by the sea of stars, and not even the dregs would be left.
So beautiful, this sea of stars...
It sighed.
It was a sea of colors, with stars of red, purple, yellow, orange, green, and silver, like paint spilled from the mouth of a spray gun, falling layer upon layer on the black canvas.
I couldn't help but get closer, and the starry sky became a little brighter, making people even more mesmerized.
Don't get too close.
It reminds me so.
But the sea of stars was so mesmerizing that it was impossible to look away.
We can't get this close anymore.
With this thought in mind, it began to distract itself with other things.
Where am I?
what happened?
who I am?
It desperately asked three soul questions in its heart, but it just couldn't remember the answers to these questions.
Getting closer.
Just as it was thinking, the sea of stars was close at hand.
Without any resistance, it was pulled into the sea of stars.
Only then did it realize that it was also one of the stars, except that it was green and had a feeling of vitality.
Could it be that other stars represent the same consciousness as myself?
Go with the flow…
Like the other stars, it drifted ever deeper.
Dika was a little restless.
It had been twenty minutes since the naughty boy fainted. The silver paint was swimming on the surface of his body, as if it was alive.
"You brat, you have to work harder. If you forget everything, you won't be able to come back." After muttering under his breath, Dika thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out bottles, crucibles, and scales from his pocket. , and began to refine the magic potion.
After tinkering for more than ten minutes, a magic circle that looked more like a child's graffiti appeared in the room. Wiping his sweat, Dika felt a little distressed, "This is the only magic potion... I still want to keep it for myself." What's the use..."
Looking at less than one-sixth of the liquid left in his hand, Dika felt that he had made a big loss this time.
The magic circle suddenly burst into silver flames.
The wooden bed transformed by magic disappeared instantly, and Robert's whole body floated in mid-air, with blazing flames under his hair.
Dika was very worried at first.
Although I have taught naughty children some knowledge before, I cannot say much about the truth, especially how to safely access the Gate of Truth. I must not tell my students.
There are too many geniuses who have spent their lives telling others that if you try to use this cheating method to get in touch with the truth, you will die faster than others.
However, as time passed, Dika looked at the flames below and the little kid above.
He is hungry.
The silver flame suddenly turned green, and finally disappeared into the air along with the magic circle. Some tiny particles penetrated into Robert's body, blended with the silver magic patterns on his body, and disappeared into the skin.
Robert's body fell to the ground with a "thud" sound, which also woke him up.
"Hiss!" Robert's whole face was distorted. He still remembered the heart-wrenching feeling before he fell into coma.
It's really heartbreaking.
It hurts directly in my heart, I just don’t dare to think about it anymore.
"It hurts me to death." Robert subconsciously rubbed his chest, and then he smelled the smell of roast chicken...
His body stiffened and he turned his head. As expected, Robert saw a big man eating a chicken leg looking at him with a confused expression.
After sending a dozen dead fish eyes, Robert asked in a hoarse voice, "Don't you have anything to explain?"
"Wait a minute, I can really explain!!!" Dika put the roast chicken in his pocket at the speed of light. Robert suspected that if he dyed himself blue, he could pretend to be the fat blue cat, because something seemed like You can take it out from there.
Robert raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if waiting for his next words.
"Well, because you didn't wake up after you fainted, I wanted to try to see if I could use outside help to help you, so I drew a magic circle." Dika coughed and continued, "You want Believe in my drawing skills, it will be a success immediately. When the magic circle is activated successfully, I will know that it is done."
Robert still looked at him with dead eyes and said nothing.
Dika had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "Um, well, Robert, you must have never seen what it looks like when the magic circle is activated..."
"Anyway... in short, the magic circle will ignite a flame and exclude all non-magical items." Dika coughed twice, "Anyway, your spiritual opening ceremony was successful, right? I was just thinking How about roasting a pheasant to celebrate?”
Robert nodded. Although Dika didn't say it clearly, his memory of when he was lost in the sea of stars has returned. Thinking about it now, he is still a little scared. If he continues to move forward with those stars, even if he can touch the door of truth, his consciousness will Gradually become blurry, and finally become the nourishment of that sea of stars!
"Anyway, thank you in advance, Teacher Dika." Robert thanked him sincerely.
Dika scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Well, I'm not used to you thanking you so formally."
"However, should we discuss now that a certain unscrupulous teacher actually thought of roasting chicken when he saw his students being burned in the magic circle?" Robert looked at Dika sideways, "Sure enough, only It’s a feat that only you can accomplish, Teacher Dika.”
"???" Dika looked confused. Did I say anything to reveal this?
For wool you will know!
