Chapter 1881 Zerg Migration

Mo Ye kept his eyes closed, focused on the steps under his feet, and at the same time used his mental power to explore the surrounding environment, although he almost fell into a tree when he did it for the first time.

There are cracks all over the core of mental power, and Mo Ye's ability to control mental power has been greatly affected. The overflow of mental power is just the most obvious point of it.

In addition, the preparation time and accuracy of casting magic have been affected to varying degrees.

This is the same as motor nerve damage. The brain clearly gave the command to shake hands, but because the nerve damage command cannot be accurately conveyed, the fingers are stiff and twitching and unable to respond to the command.

What Mo Ye is doing now is equivalent to physiotherapy, but it is not the arms and legs that are being exercised, but the core of mental power.

Her spiritual power expanded outward like a thin thread, surrounding her body, replacing her eyes to observe the road conditions, and each thread of spiritual power received different instructions.

Multitasking and controlling each thread of mental power separately is the most basic mental power exercise. Mo Ye never thought that he would start doing this kind of practice again after he had become a magister.

During this period of time, reading magic handbooks, doing mind control training, and meditating every day made Mo Ye seem to have returned to the period when he first started learning magic.

When I was a first-level magician, I repeated my mechanical life day after day.

Being able to release magic freely under the strong spiritual suppression of the cemetery, and restraining the teasing of the dark spiritual power by the breath of the undead to maintain the stability of the dark spiritual power, then Mo Ye's initial recovery goal has been achieved.

Suddenly, a glaring white light cluster appeared in the dark fog, and the holy light cluster fell behind Mo Ye and collided with a skeleton warrior, "Ah!"

The screams of the Skeleton Warrior continued to vibrate in the air.

Using dark spiritual power to cast light magic to deal with undead creatures is something that ordinary magicians really can't do.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Ye would not do this, but since it was for training the spiritual power of the dark department, special circumstances naturally required special treatment.

Running in this dense fog forest is not only running but also needs to solve various undead obstacles, and the skeleton warrior is just the least threatening one among them.

Mo Ye's morning run can be regarded as a kind of compound practice training. Whether it is the suppression of the gravity ring on the body or the suppression of the mental force, under the double pressure of the body and mind, it is necessary to deal with these undead creatures that appear from time to time.

The light ball exploded on the head of the skeleton warrior, and the burst light ball covered the whole body of the skeleton warrior. The skeleton wearing armor knelt on its knees and struggled for a while, then fell silent.

While solving the skeleton warrior, Mo Ye did not stop his long-distance running. The rhythm of running should not be chaotic until the planned goal designated by Xiaoqi was completed.

Mo Ye finally panted and said, "Xiao Qi, be quiet."

When Mo Ye returned to the magic tower, the skeleton appeared and Odom was wiping the magic crystal, "Good morning, Your Excellency Mo Ye, breakfast is ready for you."

"Good morning." Mo Ye looked at the dining table in the hall on the first floor. He couldn't ask too much for the cooking skills of a skeleton butler.

After the meal, Mo Ye went to the library upstairs, and took out the magic handbook that he hadn't read yesterday from the bookcase on the whole wall, "Special attribute mental power control", "On the influence of dark spiritual power on personality", "The origin of magic"

These books are not books that record advanced magical knowledge,

Most of them are research-oriented academic articles based on written theories. From the collection of these magic books, it can be seen that Orosius, the legendary undead saint magister, is actually a research-oriented magician who is keen on academics.

My own unscrupulous master is the exact opposite. Ai Fan's collection of books contains very little magic academic research content. This is also reflected in the magic education Mo Ye received since he was a child. Ai Fan is more inclined to toss in actual combat and pay more attention to magic. The practicality of...err, or maybe the fun.

For Ai Fan, magic is not esoteric academics but a practical technology. There is nothing wrong with these two directions, with different emphases and styles.

Mo Ye was influenced by Ai Fan, and he also focused more on actual combat use in magic practice. However, due to the limitations of spiritual talent in the Logar Continent, Ai Fan's terrifying talent that was unattainable by mortals was something that Mo Ye never possessed. of.

She had to find ways to improve the efficiency of practice through thorough theoretical research, which made Mo Ye unknowingly involved in academic research on magic, and accidentally grasped both theory and practice.

Unlike Ai Fan who is completely impatient with various academic papers on magic, Mo Ye has always been very interested in academic research on magic.

Forget about the war between the Wormlands and the Star Alliance, and don't think about what kind of conspiracy Sean has planned, let alone the possible hatred between the Star Alliance council and guild and Oswald, Mo Ye sent the Star Alliance All worries were put aside and devoted to magic practice and physical exercise wholeheartedly, clearing away all miscellaneous thoughts in his mind.

The impetuous and anxious mood gradually calmed down during the day-to-day reading and practice. After the body was exhausted to the extreme, the drug effect hidden in the body was stimulated again and again to strengthen the body. The interval between the overflow of dark spiritual power became longer and longer. At the beginning, it would happen once in deep meditation, but now it happens once every two or three days, and now it happens once every ten days and a half months. Everything is moving in a good direction.

It doesn't necessarily happen once, and the restless and out-of-control mental power is under control.

Mo Ye put down the magic letter in his hand, closed his eyes and began to meditate, using the special environment of the cemetery to suppress the spiritual power to condense the core of spiritual power and repair the cracks.

Around the core of Mo Ye's spiritual power, the colorless, non-attribute spiritual power and the black dark spiritual power are entangled and rotated with each other. The dark attribute, which was absolutely suppressed some time ago, and the non-attribute spiritual power have finally returned to a balanced state.

Mo Ye is not sensitive to the passage of time, especially when staying in a place like the cemetery, three months have passed in a blink of an eye.

After the last physical training, Mo Ye suddenly felt that the world became easier. For magicians, physical training is definitely not a pleasant thing.

Xiao Qi dangled her feet, "Master, are you going out?"

"Well, I'm going to visit Tomb Island."

There are seven tomb islands in the cemetery, and Mo Ye has only been to three of them.

It was almost evening when Mo Ye arrived at Five Star Tomb Island, the coast was deserted and deserted, but the inland towns were bustling.

Mo Ye chose a restaurant at random, and sat in the corner by the window on the second floor. The people around him did not notice a living person mixed in with the crowd.

If you don't meet the night watchman Mo Ye, the possibility of being recognized is very low.

The food in the restaurant is all pure energy, but it's just made into various dishes, and the bricks must look disgusting.

Don't ask too much for the taste and taste.

Mo Ye looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street. These seemingly normal people had died a long time ago, and most of them couldn't even remember how many years they had been dead. The exhausted soul finally dissipated in this cemetery.

Does this count as eternal life? In a sense, the lives of these people have been extended.

But they are trapped in this place forever, and most people here are content with this status quo, even if they just repeat the previous day day after day, but when they may be swallowed up by evil spirits, they still feel from the bottom of their hearts. Fear of death, even if they are already dead.

However, there are also people who are not willing to do so. Mo Ye thought of the night watchman who was about to leave at that time.

Your Excellency the mage suddenly began to think about the meaning of life, which is a profound question that has no standard answer.

Such divergent thinking is a way for Mo Ye to relax his mind. Of course, the premise of all this is that he will not get into a dead end for no reason and drive himself into a psychopath.

Mo Ye regularly repeated his daily life in the cemetery, but the Star Alliance outside the cemetery was far less peaceful than in the cemetery.

The wormhole disappeared, and the citizens near the original battlefield were still immersed in this short-lived joy. The ring of light that intersected the worm domain and the chaotic star domain began the first large-scale migration of Zerg after several days of calm.

When everything started, it was no different from the usual days, and the defense line near the ring light belt was still in full swing.

Patrol ships from various forces are on duty in their respective areas.

The mutation came without warning.

The first line of defense pulled up near the ring light belt was simply unable to resist the turbulent Zerg army like a wave.

The original wormhole was a space teleportation point for small-scale suspicious destruction, and the ring of light spanning dozens of galaxies was impossible to achieve complete defense.

It is no problem to block the faucet, but how to block the vast ocean?

Even if you want to fill the sea, it will not be completed overnight, not to mention that this vast ocean is already full of huge waves.

"No. 7 stronghold loses signal"

"No. 15 stronghold loses signal feedback"

"Satellite defense posts are all lost"

One after another, bad news was conveyed upwards layer by layer.

This is a Zerg raid with a planned and unified action. Tens of millions of Zerg armies rushed out of the ring light belt.

Like a scarlet wave, it tore apart the defense construction project that had just started in the Chaotic Starfield. The front outposts were engulfed and swallowed by the swarm of insects in a very short period of time, and it was too late to make any warning notices. Everything was so useless. Omen, so suddenly.

When the outpost on the second line of defense discovered something abnormal, the detection light curtain was already filled with scarlet, and the starry sky was rendered bloody.

The staff at the satellite outpost workstation dropped the plate of instant barbecue to the ground, and shouted hoarsely, "Zergs are found, a large number of Zergs, call for support, call for support"

"OMG"

With such a quantity, just looking at the dense red in the light curtain seems to be drowned.

Ps, I will also add a small update today ╮(╯▽╰)╭

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