Chapter 184

In front of the desk.

Ian is rapidly writing a draft acquisition.

The hands of the hanging clock on the wall ticked and soon reached the middle time zone representing the middle of the night.

"Unconsciously, it's so late..."

He rubbed his shoulders, got up, opened the curtains and looked at the moonlight outside.

Although he is a professional, Ian has another identity. He is the Secretary of master Billy. Therefore, he must complete certain work, which is also the master's requirement.

Thinking of Billy, Ian looked a little subtle: "today's friend... Ron, I feel very strange... My intuition is very bad. It's necessary to investigate!"

If there is anyone else in this manor who can manage the mischievous Billy, it's him.

Suddenly.

Through the window, he saw another figure!

The other party seemed to hang upside down directly from the roof and just looked at him strangely.

Those eyes seemed to contain the majesty of the dragon!

Boom!

The next moment, Ian couldn't even stimulate the artifact items on his body. He turned his eyes white and fainted.

Squeak!

When the window opened, Sulu gently turned in, closed the window again and tightened the curtains: "I'll sneak into you one by one. It's hell if you can react!"

This Ian is the most unstable factor in the manor. Of course, he wants to make insurance.

By the way, it is also to experiment with their newly acquired abilities.

……

Spiritual world.

"With my current rank and ability, I can completely destroy this mysterious island and turn him into a vegetable? Of course, the second-order one can't..."

Looking at the isolated island of soul in front of him, Sulu said to himself and immediately stepped into it.

As far as you can see, it is a huge maze.

"Hum!"

With a cold hum, he rose up and rolled into the maze.

This time, his spiritual pressure seemed to have his own spirit and knew how to find the key of the enemy. Most of them were concentrated in a certain core area.

WOW!

A large number of walls are broken, showing a road leading to the core of the maze.

"Use the smallest force to achieve the same effect. Is this the change after the increase of spiritual pressure? It's much more flexible..."

Sulu nodded and came to the center of the maze.

There, a black robed mage consistent with Ian's appearance in reality has fallen into a coma.

"First try... Sealing ability!"

Su Lu draws out a magic card as the exclusive prop of [magic master]. Of course, it can be brought into the spiritual world: "spiritual magic... Seal!"

In his vision, Ian's subconscious opposite him suddenly became translucent.

Many parts with different colors are constantly flashing brilliance.

"These are... The extraordinary elements in his body?"

Sulu understood at once and looked at the colorful colors: "different colors represent different abilities he has... All I need to do is seal one of them with magic cards?"

After thinking about it, he chose the red part.

Hiss!

A trace of red light was drawn from Ian's body and disappeared into the vortex on the back of the magic card.

On the front of the original blank card, a red flame emerged.

"It's a small fireball... [apprentice] mastered the magic trick, which is much less powerful than the real fireball..."

When the flame pattern was stable, Sulu stopped and caught the fallen card from the void: "if you unseal it in reality, it's equivalent to casting a small fireball? It's really a disposable prop scroll!"

"And... The damage to Ian should be equivalent to the consumption of his unconscious ability..."

The seal card of [magician] cannot completely seal the extraordinary ability of professionals.

"And... The seal also has a degree of fit. For example, some legal skills are easier to seal. Due to [rogue], some agile abilities can also be... But it is more difficult for crazy soldiers to increase strength and physique, and there are rank restrictions!"

"When dealing with first-class professionals, the seal success rate is very high, the second-class will return to normal, and the third-class will be more difficult... If the fourth-class, even if the other party takes the initiative to open his mind, it will be difficult for me to succeed?"

"It's like tampering with the limits of memory with psychic magic."

Sulu came to a vague conclusion.

The ability to "perfect tamper with memory" is not harmful to ordinary people as long as the logic is smooth and there is no hard injury. The first-order professionals also have great effects. Sometimes there are doubts above the second-order, and the third-order is unlikely. They can do some subconscious influence at most.

This is determined by his own "rank".

"A [magician] who reserves a large number of magic cards is undoubtedly very terrible... But the source of cards is a big problem!"

If we want to form a third-order top or even rival the fourth-order combat power, the ordinary second-order ability is not enough. We must seal the skills of third-order professionals, which forms a paradox.

Of course, before the legend, professionals still have a short board and can exercise restraint.

Even if the reserve is a first-order and second-order ability card, if it is well matched, it can also play a brilliant effect.

After thinking about this, Sulu was too lazy to seal his ability for Ian.

Just in the other party's memory, he tampered with his origin and left the other party's secret place after making an insurance.

"With my current ability, I can use my mind magic to sneak into the secret place of the second level professional without being found. I can barely do it... The third level is still not good. Although I can break through by force, the other party will definitely notice it in reality!"

"The goal of the next stage is to find opportunities to supplement my second-order cards and quickly form combat power!"

Sulu counted his hands. He now had 23 magic cards, one of which had been sealed with a small fireball.

The rest can't be wasted.

Unless you encounter the best first-order ability, you'd better seal the second-order or even third-order skills.

……

Hoo Hoo!

The cool wind of the dark night blows.

In the bedroom, lying on the bed, Ian suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the open window and fell into meditation: "I just... What's the matter?"

He stood up, came to the desk and looked at the documents on it: "well... I had been working on the draft before. Later, I seemed too tired? So I fell asleep? I didn't even meditate. It seems that the comfortable life is really corrupt..."

Ian closed the window and yawned: "I'm depressed. I feel a little tired. I don't know what's going on... As tired as just casting a spell?"

He couldn't wait to get into bed and prepare for an apprentice meditation practice.

As for the investigation of Ron, he has completely forgotten.

Master Ron, isn't that master Billy's sworn brother? There's nothing suspicious!