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(First Update of the Day)
Chapter 333 "Seed of Power"
In essence, Du Wei was indeed "not a person".
But whether it was Aragon or "Du Wei 1", according to the space-time law, before truly becoming a complete God-rank, this space-time law was irreversible. Even if it was someone as strong as Aragon, after reincarnating, he had to erase the memory of his previous life under the huge irreversible power of the space-time law.
In order to avoid this factor, Aragon voluntarily sealed the memory of his previous life – after all, if it was erased by the space-time law, then it could not be recovered. If he took the initiative to seal it, there was still a chance to recover.
It had to be said that this was also a way to avoid the space-time law.
However, whether it was Aragon or Du Wei 1, either one of them had almost reached the realm of God-defying, almost standing on the threshold of God-rank. Two powerful existences, combined with the power of the sealed, how powerful was that? Otherwise, it would not be enough to avoid the space-time law.
At this moment, Du-Wei didn't know why, but these two pictures suddenly touched the weakest string hidden in the depths of his soul. That slight tremor of his soul triggered the sealed memories of his soul.
However, how powerful was the sealed power? Du Wei had just touched it a little and was immediately hit by this power. He only felt a huge pain like a torrent hitting his body. He screamed and fell from the chair. His hands held his head and his body curled up into a ball on the ground.
QQ was stunned, as if it did not expect such a situation to happen. It immediately jumped down from the chair, but it was just a bird, what could it do?
Du Wei's expression twisted, more and more painful. QQ was at a loss. Suddenly, its heart moved, and then with a drawn-out voice, it slowly began to chant.
The simple notes did not seem to be the language of the Roland Continent. Such a series of simple sounds flowed out of its mouth like some kind of song. It also faintly carried a strange power, as if it had a magical soothing effect on the restless soul.
This wasn't magic, and there wasn't the slightest bit of magic or mana in QQ's chanting. There wasn't even the slightest bit of power. However, it was this seemingly soft ballad that made Du Wei's expression become much more relaxed. His violent breathing also gradually calmed down. His arms, which had almost spasmed, gradually relaxed.
QQ let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the unconscious Du Wei lying on the ground, it seemed somewhat puzzled. "This … what's going on?"
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Du Wei was dreaming.
Yes, he was indeed dreaming.
A human's dream was composed of countless memory fragments in the subconscious. Therefore, rather than saying that dreams were fantasies, it would be more accurate to say that humans sorted out their own subconscious memories.
What was even stranger was that in Du Wei's dream, there was only one scene. This scene repeatedly played and flashed in front of his eyes.
In the dream, he dreamt that he was indifferently standing in front of a woman. That woman was lying on the ground, covered in blood. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly. It was like looking at a flower in a fog, hazy and unclear.
In the dream, Du Wei clearly saw "himself" coldly staring at that woman.
"I'm sorry. In this life, I never wanted to hurt you, and I don't want to … Unfortunately, it's not that I don't love you. I haven't forgotten those days in the past. It's just that … "At this point, the voice seemed to pause for a moment, and finally let out a faint sigh.
"It's just that … I don't have a heart anymore! If I don't even have a heart, how can I love? "
Then, Du Wei woke up.
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When he woke up, he was still lying on the ground. QQ blinked and stared at him. Du Wei tried to move, but found that his whole body was weak. Even his little finger was exhausted to the extreme. His whole body was sweaty, and his underwear and clothes were soaked.
He even felt that his mouth was dry. This was the feeling of excessive sweating and slight dehydration.
Du Wei's heart was aghast.
A dream … It was just a dream, and he actually became like this?
He was originally quite proud of his strong mental strength. Yes, he had always been very proud of it. The strength of his Spiritual Power was indeed outstanding. But at this moment, he felt a piercing pain in the depths of his brain. This was the feeling of a magician's mental strength being completely exhausted.
"I …" Du Wei rubbed his head. Battered and exhausted, he used his hands and feet to get up with difficulty: "I … What's wrong with me? Your two paintings, are there bewitching spells in them? "
"How would I know?" QQ snappily said: "You were fine just now, then you suddenly screamed and threw yourself on the ground, and then rolled all over the floor."
Du Wei closed his eyes and thought for a moment. His heart immediately flashed a thought: Could it be that what I saw was my previous life?
But, that Du Wei 1 said, before I awaken, I can't …
Du Wei tried to shake his head, but this action made him cry out in pain. The sore feeling in his neck almost made him faint again.
So scary … I just saw two fragments of my previous life, and it was as if I exhausted all my physical strength and magic!
Du Wei hurriedly supported himself against the wall and walked to the bed in the room. Then, he heavily lay down. These few movements already made him gasp for breath, but he didn't forget to ask: "QQ, just now I faintly heard you sing? What were you singing? It seems that after I listened to it, the painful feeling lessened a lot. "
QQ pondered for a moment, and gave an answer that made Du Wei stare blankly.
"This is not a song, but a divine spell!"
"Divine spell?" Du Wei's heart jumped.
"You forgot, I am the first Pope of the Shrines! To be precise, the divine spells in the Shrines now were all passed down from me at that time! What's so strange about knowing divine spells? "
Du Wei immediately ignored the severe pain in his body and sat up with difficulty. He carefully stared at the bird in front of him: "You … you know divine spells? God! I met that Pope this time, but he is only your disciple. He is so powerful! Then you … your strength is also Saint Rank? "
QQ swayed its butt to the bed and sat down: "Saint Rank? Well, I used to be one. It's a pity that ever since I became like this, I don't have any magic power left! You expect a bird to be able to use human magic? You are too naive. "
"But you just …"
QQ smiled: "That was Requiem. This is the only divine spell that doesn't need any magic power to cast. Requiem was originally a spell to pacify the souls of the dead, especially when facing Black Magicians and Necromancers. If the other side summons undead creatures, then chanting this song can make the undead creatures feel fear. This divine spell doesn't need any power to drive it. It is completely because the song itself has a faint sacred power. As long as you are not mute, you can sing it. However, the words are more difficult to recite. "
After a pause, QQ continued: "Apart from this Requiem, I really don't have any other spells. Basically, I am a bird. "
Du Wei still wanted to say something, but QQ cut him off: "When I came in, I said you were going to a banquet in the evening, right? I think it is getting late, you should hurry and rest. You look like this now … Are you going to let people carry you to the banquet? "
After that, QQ no longer paid attention to Duwei, jumped out of bed, and then went into another room.
Du Wei sat up with difficulty, then closed his eyes and began to meditate, trying to recover some magic power.
This feeling of his body being "hollowed out" was really too uncomfortable.
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Du Wei's method of meditation was different from almost all the magicians on the continent! This was because the way he meditated was based on the "Star Magic" routine.
Du Wei still couldn't truly grasp Star Magic. The only thing he knew was how to use Star Magic to meditate and cultivate magic power. Apart from that … Those powerful Star Magic, he couldn't learn a single one. According to Saimel, he still hadn't learned it. And according to the will left behind by White Robe Gandorf, it was a lot clearer: Don't even think about practicing Star Magic before your strength reaches level eight!
According to the order, Saimel's Star Magic was taught by Gandorf. Therefore, Gandorf's words should be authoritative.
Although Du-Wei still couldn't practice Star Magic, but this unique method of meditation helped him improve his magic power by leaps and bounds! Therefore, Du Wei's magic power cultivation was almost at the level of a level seven or eight magician at such a young age!
The meditation of Star Magic cultivated a magician's mental strength cultivation, but it didn't rely on "quantity" to win, but on "quality"! This unique cultivation made Du Wei's mental strength not only strong, but more importantly, it was incomparably firm! He had even tried to condense his spiritual power into something that was close to a physical tentacle!
This kind of cultivation not only strengthened one's mental strength, but more importantly, it also increased the sensitivity of one's senses.
Without a doubt, this set of magic left behind by Aragon was indeed very powerful …
Du Wei thought of this and couldn't help but smile. What Aragon left behind … It was clearly left behind by himself!
Today, after meditating for a while, Du Wei didn't feel anything at first, but after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and touched his head.
"Eh?"
Then he looked at the sky outside.
Time … How much time had passed?
Du Wei suddenly jumped off the bed and ran to look at the huge hourglass in the room.
"What the hell! What the hell! "Du Wei exclaimed.
From the time he meditated until now, only a meal's worth of time had passed, but Du-Wei found that his spiritual power had already recovered to seventy to eighty percent!
"Why is it so fast?"
According to Du Wei's experience, after he exhausted his magic power in the past, it would take at least one or two days to fully recover. Especially after his magic power cultivation became stronger, every time it was exhausted and recovered, the time it took to recover was even longer.
But today … In such a short period of time …
He was pleasantly surprised and sat down again, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.
His mind remained empty, and then left a trace of his mental strength to explore what was happening in his own consciousness.
Finally, he quickly found something strange!
In a very, very deep place in his body, there seemed to be something made up of an unknown force that was faintly rotating back and forth, like a small whirlpool. Every time it propagated, it would drive his entire spiritual consciousness space to slowly expand.
Du Wei's discovery was no small matter!
One must know that the reason why a mage's mental strength was so strong was basically this: A person's mental space was like a bucket. And mental strength (which was also magic power) was the water in this bucket!
A mage's meditation could only restore the water in this bucket to a full state. If he wanted to continue increasing it, he would need many years of hard work to make his entire mental space grow extremely slowly (in other words, to make the bucket bigger).
It wasn't difficult to fill the bucket. However, it was extremely difficult to make the bucket bigger!
Every little breakthrough required a lot of effort and even luck.
In theory, the bigger the mental space, the more water there would be in the bucket. The bigger the bucket, the higher the overall Magic Power Cultivation Level!
If a low level mage's mental space was compared to a small cup, then his magic power would naturally only be a cup of water. And a high level mage's mental space was much bigger, so the capacity would naturally be larger!
This was one of the important differences between a low level mage and a high level mage's strength!
But Du Wei now found that in the depths of his mental space, that small force seemed to be slowly rotating, driving his entire "bucket" to rotate bit by bit. It was like a water mill that was slowly rotating, but with every rotation, the entire mental space was being ground up bit by bit!
Although this speed was still very slow, but compared to his normal cultivation speed, it was more than ten times faster!!
"Saimel! Saimel!! " In his ecstasy, Du Wei immediately tried to summon Saimel, "Could it be that my cultivation of Star Magic has finally had a breakthrough?!"
Unfortunately, Saimel was a woman of her words. She said that she would not talk to anyone for a month, and she really did not speak for a month. No matter how Du Wei tried to summon her, there was not the slightest bit of response.
Du Wei was puzzled, and calmed his heart down to meditate. At the same time, he carefully extended his mental energy feelers to examine the small whirlpool in his mental space.
Once he was immersed in it, he felt that every rotation of that small whirlpool was infinitely mysterious. It was as if a small "universe" was formed in his mental space!
Every rotation caused this universe to gradually expand.
After all, Du Wei came from his previous life. He immediately thought of a theory from his previous life:
The entire universe was slowly rotating, and under this rotation, the universe was infinitely expanding!
This theory seemed to be applicable to himself as well.
Soon, Du Wei discovered that his mental energy had completely recovered!
How long did it take? Du Wei opened his eyes and looked at the sky …
20 minutes? Or half an hour?
In the past, if he wanted to reach this level, it would probably take a day or two without sleep or rest.
Quickly recovering his strength …
Du Wei's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered something!
What did White River Sorrow, that powerful and perverted guy, say?
"As long as I leave a seed of power in my body, then no matter how serious my injuries are, with this seed of power as a foundation, I can recover in a very short time!"
Recalling the battle between White River and Lan Haiyue in the small building in the imperial capital, he was clearly injured, but in the blink of an eye, he had completely recovered by the time he came to catch him!
A seed of power … a seed of power!
When White River gave him a "helping hand", didn't he also inject a seed of power into him?!
Du Wei was moved!
This … this is a seed of power of the Saint level! Now, it has finally taken root and sprouted in my body!
Du Wei estimated that with the speed of this seed's rotation, it would gradually grind his spiritual space bigger and bigger … Then, in less than a year, his mental energy cultivation would be able to jump to the eighth level!
Eighth level? That would mean he was officially standing in the realm of "Advanced" Magicians! In the entire continent, how many Advanced Magicians were there?
In a year's time, he wouldn't even be seventeen years old!
Although this age was later than Vivian and Jojo, but don't forget, Vivian and Jojo have been practicing magic since they were young, and they have always been taught by the strongest experts in the continent.
But what about me? From the time I started practicing magic until today, it has only been two years!
(There will be a new chapter tonight, I will try my best to reach ten thousand words today to make up for what I owe everyone. But first, I will say that tonight's chapter will be a little late, not too early, after all, I want to write slowly …
In addition, regarding the readers' questions about Du Wei's cultivation … My answer is: Does this kid need to cultivate? He doesn't need to. What he needs is to awaken! Because as long as he awakens, he will be the strongest under the stars. Because he is originally Aragon.
Finally, if everyone thinks that I am diligent in my dancing, keep my promise, and be dedicated to my work, then please give me your monthly vote!!)
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