Netheril’s Brilliance

In a silent Grey Rain Country Grey Swamp Truth Thinking Division, the tutor area where Micaka lives is not silent at all. In fact, in this small basement, a large number of magical torrents have almost formed a raging The storm, those azure blue magical brilliance that had almost condensed into entities had even torn apart the thickened defensive array outside the instructor's residence.

The person standing in this magical vortex is Micaka who is doing his best to release his magic power. I have to admit that as an official-level mage, Micaka's attainments in enchanting spells are really extraordinary. Due to a compound "magic guide" enchantment, the enchantment circle he painted can still operate barely even when he is already unconscious. Now, this compound enchantment full of experimental benches has become Micah. Ka and Anya's only hope!

The effect of the magic circle is not to disperse the weird energy spreading in Anya's soul-the strange energy that Micaka has never heard of is too powerful, he is just a small official-level mage, even if all the magic power is poured into those few This can only be regarded as the attached magic circle, the strange energy that spreads like countless squirming silk threads will not be affected at all.

But... Micaka’s purpose was not to start with this energy. After a long period of observation, Micaka has also discovered the fact that this completely unstoppable and weird energy is just a bit of rootless water. These weird energies are strong and strong, but it does not have the ability to actively attack and does not have any wisdom. From the beginning to the end, it is just squandering its own energy that is completely aimed at tampering with the soul.

It is precisely because the purpose of this energy is to tamper with the soul instead of causing damage, Micaka and Anya can survive now, otherwise one of them is only a formal-level mage, and the other has not even reached the apprentice level. The legendary power in the strange eyeball is dead instantly!

But now... the situation of the two people is also very bad. The erosion of law energy is extremely terrifying. In just two or three seconds, the souls of Micaka and Anya have been irreversibly tampered with, and this erosion is completely It is impossible to be blocked by the attached magic circle, but this may be due to lack of wisdom. The erosion of the weird energy has always maintained a constant slow speed. At the same time, a large amount of its own energy has also dissipated in the process of meaningless squandering— -This gave Micaka the last chance.

The main function of Micaka’s magic circle is not to expel the weird energy, but to provide buffs to the soul of the subject, so that the subject can support it for a while under the erosion of weird energy. The amount of weird energy is after all It is limited, and it is still wasting this limited energy aimlessly, as long as Micaka and Anya can support it for a while, at least the soul will not encounter the end of being completely swallowed.

Feeling the unstoppable and weird energy spreading in her soul like ink, Micaka has no regrets in her heart. He is not a kid who has just gone out to take risks. He has seen countless dangerous Micahs in this world. Before he decided to fight against a master-level powerhouse, Ka was mentally prepared for his death.

What makes Mikaka feel the most heartache now is not the erosion of his soul, but the beautiful girl lying on the experimental platform looking painful.

"Anya, is this the pain you endured... It's really hard to imagine how crazy punk Sai'an is. He actually put such torture on a little girl, and it's even harder to imagine Anya how you are? Only by being strong can we support hard under such torture..."

Almost step by step, he climbed to Anya's side. Micaka, whose skin and pupils had begun to spread strange red lines, stretched out his right hand and tremblingly wiped away the tears of the girl who was still in a coma.

"But everything won't be over so easily. I am a thirteenth-level enchanting specialist mage. We haven't lost hope yet"!

Gently squeezing Anya's cold little hand, Micaka began to talk to himself softly while channeling all his magic power into the core magic circle. Now, the only way for the wizard who has nothing to do is to squander his own in that strange energy. Energy has maintained the existence of self before this... Micaka is confident to do it!

As the already desperate mage injected the last bit of magic power into the magic circle, a large number of light yellow light spots began to overflow in every line of the magic circle, and these light spots flew into Anya's body one by one. In the young girl's soul, every light yellow light point is like a sweet spring that moisturizes the soil. The energy released by Micaka's best effort finally awakened the girl's consciousness.

"Anya, wake up soon. Negative emotions are turning your soul into something terrible. You must think of something happy, or you will be completely overwhelmed by the tide of negative emotions."

Feeling the girl’s mental fluctuations once again violent, Micaka called out loudly in the girl’s ear in surprise. Now, the engraved magic circle he painted is madly extracting every bit of his magic power, and even a formal-level mage can only Can give Anya spiritual encouragement in this way.

Although Micaka's encouragement is only spiritual, in this kind of soul-level consciousness struggle, spiritual encouragement is often more effective than piles of spells.

At this moment, Anya's consciousness space has turned into a boundless gloom, and the girl's consciousness is embracing her knees and floating in the boundless silence. The mockery and abuse of countless people she knows in her life~www.wuxiaspot.com ~The insults reverberated endlessly in the girl’s mind. The girl didn’t know until now that she thought she didn’t care about it anymore, but in fact...she had been agonizing about those childhood pains. Pregnant.

In the boundless pain, sorrow, anger, and fear, Anya feels like she is in hell. There is no beauty in everything around her. All people, whether they are their own tutor or the obedient Jasmine, are just using themselves. , Squeeze the last bit of value from yourself............

"That's it... Sleep forever, and then there will be no more pain"...

As Anya's despair deepened, the pitch-black spiritual space became darker and eager to move.

However, just when the boundless silence was about to swallow the girl in one bite, a clear and firm shout sounded like thunder in the girl's ears.

"Anya, wake up..."

Accompanied by this extremely ethereal call, the little girl in the spiritual space slowly raised her head, and the flame of hope slowly burned in Anya's heart again—this voice girl would never forget it, because, That is the voice of Micaka!