Chapter 172

After taking out the magic box of Hitz tower, punk immediately activated the "soul cultivation wave of Hitz tower" without hesitation.

With a whisper of the magic box, a light blue halo with the magic box as the center slowly extends, and punk, the closest to the magic box, naturally shrouds in the halo for the first time.

Legendary magic is worthy of legendary magic. Its effect is definitely not comparable to that of formal magic or even master magic. Just after the light blue halo contacts with the body, punk obviously feels a cool energy soaking his mind and even the whole soul.

Originally because of the side effect of "high-level concentration potion", the dizzy head suddenly becomes sober, and the buzzing and auditory hallucination around the ears also disappears. At this time, punk only feels that his brain seems to be soaking in a cool spring, and the operation of mental power and magic is generally smooth and unimpeded.

Punk didn't waste the magic effect this time. He quickly calmed down, sank all his mind into his soul, and immediately put into full operation the mage's meditation.

It has to be said that under the influence of "soul nurturing fluctuation", the process of thinking is very easy. Punk even has the illusion that magic is no longer controlled by consciousness. Every drop of magic seems to turn into blood and can flow by itself. The efficiency of meditation is more than ten times higher than that of one breath. The efficiency of this kind of meditation is very high It's amazing to punk.

"Sure enough, the biggest gain is" hatzita's spiritual cultivation and fluctuation ". It has ten times the meditation efficiency of others. Even if it's only three hours a day, plus the longevity bonus brought by my semi archaic elf blood, it's a sure thing to be promoted to the master level.".

Punk clenched his fist excitedly. Now with the help of this legendary equipment, it's only a matter of time before he wants to be promoted to the master level. Even the legendary realm is not fanciful. How can punk not be excited by such a huge surprise.

The time of meditation passed so fast that he was hardly aware of the passage of time. One hour's spell time had passed.

Punk is reluctant to leave the meditation state. At this moment, he can obviously feel that his soul has been greatly improved, and the side effects of "high level concentration potion" are completely gone.

Punk smiles and picks up the magic box of Heitz tower to have a close look. The small wooden box is still ordinary. It looks not only gorgeous, but also dirty.

If you haven't tried it yourself, who would have thought that this small wooden box, which looks grey, has such powerful functions?

"Since the effect of" hatz tower's soul cultivation fluctuation "is greatly unexpected, the exercise of using" high-level concentration elixir "does not need to be taken into account too much. Maybe for others, the side effects of continuous taking" high-level concentration elixir "will greatly damage the soul and even cause irreparable serious injury, but for me who has hatz tower's magic box There are no worries about the use of drugs. "

Punk thought excitedly.

He carefully put the magic box of heitzta close to his body, and secretly began to plan his next move in his heart.

"Now that the side effects of" high level focus potion "have been solved, the next step is to develop steadily. Continuing to cultivate the grudge moth, refining potions and practicing super magic skills - Magic compression is the main theme in the next ten years.".

Punk soon made the next plan. After all, as a mage who needs to keep a low profile, upgrading his strength is the first priority for punk. If he had planned to go to this level, his mage's professional level would have to be at least level 13. But now, in order to get the magic box of hitzsta, he had to be kind-hearted at level 12 The camp is cheeky.

"But fortunately, now my career level has reached level 12, and it's not far from level 13, so I'd better set a small goal first, and improve one level in five years"!

Punk talks to himself, and then calls out a flame to burn up the negative energy wandering in the air.

He turned and walked to the experimental cell in the basement, where there were still more than ten sleepy experimental materials. Punk would arrange a "cute" little shadow maggot for all these "hosts" in the next month.

Of course, apart from punk itself, neither shadow maggots nor experimenters will have any expectations.

The professional is a kind of long-lived creature, especially for the high-level professional, too much life may even make the mentally unswerving person fall into madness.

But when you get used to this long process of life, your sense of time will be very different from that of ordinary people.

Especially for the mages who are addicted to research, five or even ten years is not a long time.

Five years have passed since the destruction of doraz city. Although Punk's reward order is still on the list of rewards offered by Dylan Kingdom, except for those believers who don't know why they are tired and give up, the official side of Dylan Kingdom no longer hopes to find this "terrorist".Most people guess that the terrible mage named punk fled Dylan kingdom as early as the day of the destruction of dolez city. Some people firmly believe that he hid in the depths of the lush forest, studied the terrible plague, and planned to come back to destroy Dylan Kingdom one day in the future.

But I'm afraid no one will doubt a shabby slum in sunset City, including its residents.

In an old bar next to the garbage dump, a group of ragged tramps boast with glasses of "water mixed with ale". They are typical tramps. They beg for some copper coins during the day, and boast and fart in the bar with stone stools at night.

Now it's cold winter, and the "ale" in the tramp's cup is floating with a layer of ice residue. They are constantly wrapping up the cotton padded clothes made up of rags, and their teeth are shivering with cold.

But even in the cold weather, they can't stop boasting. After all, these cowhide may have been the only entertainment in tramps' life.

"Hey, old John, do you know that the iron bucket boss in the East garbage mountain has a new" leader ". I'll tell you the truth, that guy is actually my distant nephew. In a few days, I'll be prosperous after that boy settles down.".

A middle-aged man who constantly rubs his palm, with a "believe it or not" expression, says loudly to several tramps nearby. People who don't know will think what he says is true.

"Don't tease, Jack. You said last month that a baron who died in the city was your uncle. Now is your inheritance and your title"?

"Don't make trouble. This time it's true. Don't envy me when I follow the iron bucket boss.".

The middle-aged man, who is called Jack, blushes and has a thick neck, refutes other people's jokes.

But the tramps have no patience to listen to this boastful guy's nonsense. They look at the deepening night and begin to discuss other topics. The boastful jack is left aside.

The tramps turned their attention to one of the oldest tramps. At this time, the old man, who was usually a little delirious, was staring at the crowd and asked:

"have you ever heard of the black Banshee?".

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