$1299 True Spirit 2

According to Silas, the Lord of the Desert, the six sealed ancient wizard towers should have been destroyed at that time, instead of being sealed and sunk into the mountain for storage.

"Although the Talisman Masters who built the Wizard Tower are very stupid, according to you, the garbage they left behind is particularly precious to today's wizard class. If those idiots can know, I don't know Should I be happy or sad..."

Although the conclusion drawn by Silas, the Lord of the Desert with a mocking smile on his face, was not pleasant to hear, it was obviously his true thoughts.

It's just that the Talisman Master who built the Wizard Tower can be called an 'idiot'. I think he is definitely unique in today's surface plane.

Raymond, who already understood the power of the ancient wizard class, was somewhat immune to his views at this time, so Raymond, who did not want to continue discussing this matter, simply expressed his doubts. "Lord Silas, what level did you reach before you died?"

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, whose face twitched when he heard the word 'body died', was a little annoyed at first, but then he sighed and replied in frustration. "I have already reached the peak of the eighth-level wizard, but I have never been able to advance. Otherwise, the army under my command would not have been completely wiped out so quickly..."

Turning the topic back to the world-destroying battle, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, was obviously still brooding about the last battle in which he died.

The second legion he commanded was the last organized legion that the entire plane could piece together at that time.

There are more than a thousand high-level wizards with Dawn level strength, and more than 10,000 mid-level wizards who have reached the Dawn realm. Nearly 30,000 low-level wizards below Dawn level, and more than 2,000 Talisman masters and spellcasters whose strength is between Dawn and Dawn level were the combat power he could control in that battle.

"If it weren't for those cowardly people who fled to lower planes one after another, the combat power I could mobilize would have been more than three times greater!" Speaking of this, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, became angry again, his voice It has also improved a lot. "Those short-sighted fools will turn into dust in the lower planes after the world-destroying battle, and they won't even be able to leave any inheritance..."

The combat power statistics mentioned by Silas, the Lord of the Desert, made Raymond a little dizzy. According to his statement, such a powerful legion turned out to be the wizarding world after suffering many heavy losses and the alliance was split. The combat power that can be mobilized. If he performs backward calculations, the combat power possessed by the ancient wizards at their peak was simply beyond his imagination.

But when he came back to his senses, he immediately thought of a new problem. It was just Silas's nostalgic look that made him hesitate, and after a pause, he continued to sigh. "It's a pity that these people who joined the legion with the intention of dying can hardly stop the steady advancement of the true spirits even if they use collective self-destruction in the space channel. Even if they are just the clone projections of the true spirits, it will be difficult Killed by collective magic..."

"And their unique dream penetration and puppet manipulation are simply a disaster for wizards whose realm is not stable..."

"And what's particularly disappointing is that these true spirits are immune to most attacks on the material plane, so the way of war has to change with them..."

After hearing this, Raymond, who noticed more and more doubts, finally decided to interrupt him and ask. "Lord Silas, if the alliance had not split back then, would there be a chance of winning if all the combat power was gathered?"

"The chance of winning? I guess there is still no chance..." He instinctively answered Raymond's question, but then Silas, the Lord of the Desert who looked extremely annoyed, roared in a low voice. "Boy! What do you think true spirits are! They are powerful creatures from the plane of chaos. Each of them has a strength that is not weaker than the Dawn Level!"

Ignoring the irritation of Desert Lord Silas, Raymond followed up and asked. "But when you mentioned the True Spirit Legion before, you said that their clone projections are quite powerful, so what kind of creatures are they?"

"Creatures? Strictly speaking, they are not living things!" After categorically denying it, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, became a little confused. He opened his mouth to speak but did not make a sound. He asked after a moment. "Boy! What do you think is the difference between a ghost and a wraith?"

Raymond, who had already done research, immediately answered. "Ghosts are energy aggregates formed by the remnants of unconscious souls, while resentful spirits are evil creatures that remain with obsessions. Both are non-material creatures!"

"Yes, yes, it is more accurate than what I thought back then, but true spirits are even more special existences. They are not formed by residual souls or obsessions. They are manifestations of mental fluctuations, so Only attacks from the material plane that exceed what they can withstand will cause them harm!"

It was previously determined that the girl Becky was a life form formed by some kind of mental fluctuation, so the interpretation of Silas, the Lord of the Desert, actually verified Raymond's previous guesses.

But seeing that Raymond didn't look surprised, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, became annoyed in vain. "Boy, did you know this before?"

"The girl Becky was originally inhabited by a painting. However, after I was attacked and my research on her behavior showed that she was not a ghost or any other creature..."

After hearing this, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who seemed to understand that he had misunderstood, was stunned for a moment and turned his gaze to the side. As his eyes rotated, a strange feeling appeared as his gaze shifted. It sprouted in Raymond's heart.

But facing the area without energy fluctuations, Raymond couldn't see any changes, and couldn't help but feel slightly surprised.

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, turned his face with a proud look on his face. He raised his eyebrows and said to Raymond. "Boy! Can you see what I released just now?"

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, seemed to be showing off with mockery in his eyes, which made Raymond speechless. He had not seen the character of this powerful ancient wizard known as the 'King of the Desert' before. There is such a side to China.

But after his perception was released, Raymond's expression became serious, because he could feel that there was nothing in the small area where something was wrong, but when he sensed and explored, he always felt that there was nothing there. There must be something.

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who followed Raymond with his eyes, laughed and said after seeing the confusion in his expression. "Perception can sometimes be deceived, and what you observe with the naked eye is even more unbelievable!"

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, paused for a moment when he said this. Seeing that Raymond was thoughtful, he continued. "Although the era I lived in was extremely prosperous, it was still too wanton and attracted the attention of more powerful planes. Unfortunately, the time left for the entire plane was too short, so it was impossible to reveal all the mysteries..."

Raymond, who was heartbroken when he heard the sound, turned his attention to the small area again. After turning on the spectrum analysis of the chip, he discovered that there was an insect specimen the size of a fingernail in the empty area!

It was a centipede-like insect with dozens of pairs of abdominal legs, all beards and tails, but there was a penetrating wound the size of a needle tip on its skull, apparently from a single blow.

Raymond, who had never seen this kind of insect before, stretched out his fingers and carefully picked it up. The touch from his fingertips made him understand that this insect specimen was isolated from the outside world, which is why it has been preserved to this day.

But Raymond's actions made Silas, the Lord of the Desert, let out a sigh, and then the old face swayed, revealing his body.

Silas, the tall but extremely thin Desert Lord, twisted his neck and loosened his body, but his eyes never left Raymond's fingers. After a moment, he confirmed that he was really observing the insect specimen carefully. Later, he said this. "Boy! What kind of skills have you studied that can actually allow you to see the projection of this true spirit..." (To be continued...)