Chapter 571.

Chapter 571 – Dream

When the old witch fled in a panic, Camus said calmly, “The upper limit of her perfect body is only at the level of a third-order witch.”

Saul laughs, “Isn’t a third-order witch powerful enough?”

Camus’ lips moved as if he had a different idea, but in the end he said nothing.

She never expressed any opinions except when she was studying and researching.

It was like a closed box, making it impossible to see through what was hidden inside.

After a few moments, Camus added to Sol, ”You are the same, to adapt to the third witch body transformation, you can’t relax your demands on yourself. Magic power enhancement is important, and spiritual power enhancement cannot be stagnant either. You need to enhance your own accommodation of the spirit body to avoid being burst in the formal transformation.”

Saul knew that Camus’ advice was important, but it was also true that he did not relax on his enhancement.

“I know. Ever since I established the Sorcerer’s Tower in Lake Rhine, I have been angling for the spirit bodies in the lake and utilizing them to enhance my spiritual power.”

At one time, Saul’s spirit power was comparable to an ordinary second-ranked sorcerer, and now he was already stronger than an ordinary second-ranked sorcerer.

However, as a result, the number of spirit bodies in the lake was also dropping drastically, causing the time it took him to fish for souls to grow longer and longer now.

Camus stared at Sol’s face, as if confirming the changes in his spiritual and physical bodies.

After a few moments, she withdrew her gaze and made no comment, instead changing the direction of the conversation.

“In addition to trying to fuse souls in large numbers, you need to mobilize your locus. Sense it, familiarize yourself with it, apply it, and finally apply its characteristics to you. This will help you advance to the second rank.”

Sol also understood this, but it was easier said than done.

Especially since his locator was still the Death Sorcerer’s Diary.

“The characteristics of my locator are to foretell death and foretell the future …… Applying the characteristics of the locator to myself. Could it be that it requires me to have the ability to foretell as well?” Saul couldn’t help but smile bitterly as he thought of this.

A locator that was too strong was sometimes an annoyance.

The breath that had just sighed out of his mouth was suddenly sucked back in by Sol.

“Wait..! I really can’t be predictable?”

Saul suddenly remembered that he had a few strange dreams during his first year in this world.

Two of those dreams, the maid who turned into a puppet and Cid who was searching for him in the corpse room, were more or less characterized by mystery.

If combined with the dangers he encountered afterward,……, it would not be wrong to say that it was a precognitive dream!

Saul held his chin and fell into deep thought, ”At that time, the several dreams I had seemed to have a bit of meaning in terms of foreseeing dangers. Could it be that I really have a talent in this area?”

Saul had never learned prophecy-based sorcery.

For one thing, he had a diary that he couldn’t use himself, and for another, he had advanced so quickly that he hadn’t finished learning the knowledge in his field, so naturally he didn’t have the time or energy to learn other knowledge that he couldn’t use for the time being.

Moreover, once he started to systematically learn sorcery, he would rarely have such dreams.

It was like, when a perfect knowledge system was established, instincts would instead degrade.

Saul’s thoughts gradually drifted away, and Camus stopped talking, seemingly not caring about Saul’s state.

The underground floor was completely quiet.

Promoting to the second rank was not a task that could be accomplished in the short term, and Saul let himself go after pondering for a while, still focusing on the knowledge and experiments in front of him.

He went upstairs and utilized Soul Dropping to draw a bit of contamination from Justin, preparing to take it back for experimentation.

It was just that he didn’t expect that after moving just this little bit of contamination, the source of contamination on Justin’s body suddenly rioted, immediately aggravating his injuries.

Fortunately, Justin knew his physical condition well and quickly controlled the situation, only needing to recuperate for a period of time.

And although he was injured this time, he confirmed that Saul was quite good at dealing with pollution, and it strengthened his confidence.

After Saul helped Justin regain his condition, he took the newly arrived contamination and went downstairs. The entire third floor of the Sorcerer’s Tower was left with Justin alone.

At night, Justin, who had been lying down for the afternoon, suddenly rose from his wooden bed.

He walked to the open space in the center of the room, and a golden color spread out under his feet as a new metal positive tetrahedron gradually took shape, wrapping around Justin’s entire body.

Enclosed, Justin raised his right hand and rolled up his sleeve.

In the middle of his small arm, there was a shallow bruise.

The fingertips of his left hand transformed into a small knife and gently scratched along the bruise, the skin and flesh immediately parted, but no blood flowed out.

In the gap of the bright red muscle, a red sesame-sized seed was slightly bulging. It was like a fresh heart.

Justin observed the heart for a moment and relaxed slightly when he saw that its activity was undiminished.

“I can’t die yet.” He thought, “The continuation of the Darkness royal family can’t be broken at my place.”

Justin pressed on the wound, not using sorcery for fear that the magic fluctuations would be obvious, but letting the wound heal on its own.

After a few moments, making sure the skin and flesh had adhered on, he restored himself to his original form, withdrawing his golden orthogonal tetrahedron and sitting back down to meditate.

That night, Saul, who was accustomed to replacing sleep with meditation and only occasionally actually falling asleep when mentally exhausted, chose to lie down on a soft bed made of mushrooms.

“Suddenly falling asleep with some sort of purpose, it’s surprising that I have some insomnia.”

After lying down for half a day, Saul, who had unprecedentedly failed to fall asleep, stood up again.

“Relax.” Penny comforted Saul with a smile in her head, “If Brother Saul really can’t sleep, I can help you oh.”

“No way. I’m worried that other forces will intervene and affect the nature of the dream.” Saul declined Penny’s offer, took a few deep breaths, and lay down again, closing his eyes in contemplation.

Saul wanted to have precognitive dreams, but he also knew that there was nothing really certain about the matter.

What’s more, as far as he remembered, precognitive dreams usually appeared only when he was in a dangerous situation. Right now, although Saul was staying in the Masterless Land, there wasn’t much of a life and death crisis for the time being.

After all, the diary didn’t even have a hint.

“But the diary’s hints are incomplete. As long as I myself can survive the crisis, even if everyone else dies out, I’m afraid the diary won’t make a hint.”

Judgment of danger couldn’t rely entirely on the diary.

Gradually, attention was diverted, and sleepiness rose a little.

He actually slowly fell asleep.

……

Saul opened his eyes and found himself standing in a gray world.

He was located high in the sky, looking down on the earth.

“Is this …… the land of no man?”

Thor looked down and saw the familiar mushroom forest and the Rhine Lake surrounded by it.

The white Pure Spirit Wizard Tower stood in the center of the lake, looking a little hazy.

“Boom–“

The earth trembled.

Sol hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound.

Among the mountains behind him, there was actually a giant walking slowly!

The giant’s body was covered with milky-white bells, and the bells did not make any sound as he walked.

A wave of heat came from Sol’s left again, and Sol looked over in bewilderment, and was surprised to see the fire that spread across the entire plain.

The sky and the earth seemed to be burning into ashes from the flames, and in the ashes there were countless human faces wailing in a twisted manner, stretching up into the sky along the black smoke.

Sol unconsciously raised his head following the smoke and saw a flying shadow in the equally gray sky.

The flying shadow was moving away from Saul, so fast that it seemed to be fleeing. But as it flew, it suddenly headed for the sky at a faster speed.

No, it was more like falling.

Falling toward the endless sky, until even Saul’s gaze could not catch it.

After the other party’s figure completely disappeared into the sky, Saul vaguely heard a desperate and mournful wail.

“What’s going on here?” He let out an involuntary sound, clutching his arms with both hands and falling into an unwarranted fear.

Then he felt that something was wrong, and looked down to see that his two hands, and the arms they were clutching, were nothing but black skeletons!
The broken sorcerer’s robes fluttered about, and the body exposed beneath the robes was surprisingly devoid of flesh and blood.

Thor raised a hand to rub his face in horror.

Bones collided with bones, making a hoarse scraping sound.

(End of chapter)