""The Obscure Chronicles of the Lord of Light", "The Burial of the Thirsty One", "The Confessions of the Mad Monk Cletanus - Translation of the Banshee Amelia"..."
Georgia looked at the book list Melina gave her and held her head in her hands in pain:
"Six obscure anthologies, three double obscure poetry collections, and an otherworldly book, a translation of that crazy Carcassian succubus Amelia who calls herself a poet... you know her Is it so difficult to read the collection of essays you wrote?"
While she was talking, she peeked at Miss Melina, who insisted on squeezing in with her even though there was still room in the car.
Mr. Mo's car is a Dragon Turtle used for transporting goods. It can also seat people, but the two rows of seats are connected. The space is relatively small. Sitting with her, you can feel the soft touch coming through the winter clothes from time to time, as well as the sweet scent that is not too strong but is always gently teasing, and the delicate snow skin is also her. The characteristic is that even the woman herself is attracted and wants to reach out and touch it to see if it is really as cool as snowflakes and melts easily.
Noticing her gaze, Miss Melina tightened her grip on the umbrella with her left hand and leaned closer to her. The black lipstick made her complexion look more tender.
Miss Melina's lips closed slowly and instinctively as she breathed, like a cat feeling the heat.
"Amelia, the succubus of Carcassa, is a little crazy, but the collection of essays, poems and translated books from other worlds she wrote in that obscure language are the keys to magic."
The body wrapped in the black gauze skirt was leaning against her, and even the other party's words were a little unimportant.
Georgia controlled her thoughts and tried her best to think about magic, but she couldn't help but think of the girl in the black gauze skirt next to her.
After Miss Melina provided the reading list after practicing, she became a lot more clingy? No, no, no, when I use the word 'clingy', I really have no sense of boundaries. Should I say passionate? Yes, it’s passion.
Georgia felt the softness of the body around her, and her whole body was shaking a little. She extracted the key words from the fragmented thoughts, and then said the key words:
"key?"
"Dreams can produce magic factors, and the factors produced by dreams can be secondary principle factors. In other words, by reading these collections of essays and poems, your tendency to dream will change, deeply. You may not have a dream all night, but The act of 'sleeping' has been achieved, and the factor has been produced. We call the reading material that produces this effect a key."
If possible, Melina would like to use the keys to the dungeon and raid book to explain.
In this world, [behavior] is sometimes more important than [result]. For example, if a person cuts down trees, he can obtain [logging factor] during the cutting process. By performing magic rituals through [logging factor], he can finally obtain wood and the like. The output...you see, the behavior of logging appeared, so there are factors. But you can still get finished wood without cutting it down and processing it.
This is what happens in magic.
Reading text is such an act. Because you read the poems of the Carcassian poets, your sleep will produce the Carcassian poet's sleep factor. This dream factor will open a door to the dream based on a variable, and take out the Some factors accumulate near the place where you sleep.
It can be said to be a copy of a random sweep.
The output is completely random.
What affects the variable is the so-called [enthusiasm factor], which is only generated when reading some books.
Regardless of whether it is a good book or a bad book...good books will make people have an extremely enthusiastic desire to read, and this desire will be transformed into factors...bad books will make people have a desire to follow them, and even extend to the author. This desire will It will also be converted into [Enthusiasm Factor]. The elf writer Miss Ma Lin in Liangpu Town is a stable [enthusiasm factor] generation point. The more political, the more crazy, the more enthusiastic, and the main thing is one love!
"The anthologies currently on the market that can generate factors generally follow four routes. They include everything from bad to extreme, good ones that make people cry, popular popular novels, and obscure mystical anthologies. Miss Ma Lin belongs to the second type..."
"Is she that good?" Georgia blurted out.
Melina smiled and licked her lower lip:
"Your relationship with her seems to be very good?"
"Ahhh, no. She's so annoying." Georgia puffed her face, "If we weren't all from the Crying Peninsula, I would have killed her long ago... Well, do you feel a little cold?"
"No." Melina gently rubbed the umbrella handle with her fingers, her golden eyes filled with a strange crimson color.
Then Miss Georgia felt that Melina seemed to be closer to her.
Unexpectedly clingy...no, it's enthusiasm!
…
Halfway through the journey of the dragon turtle car, Mr. Mo and his two rat friends screamed.
"Dragon Attack Dragon Attack!"
What followed was a very exaggerated flick of the Dragon Turtle. Georgia was thrown wildly. Melina used the tip of her umbrella to keep her balance and kicked open the car window as her body tipped over. Her whole body seemed to be floating in the ocean. It slid out as nimbly as a deep-sea squid.
"Magic [Soothes the Beast]."
Melina chooses the magic of the Craftswoman's code. The Craftswoman is the code of creation and maternal love, mostly the magic of gentleness and creation. After settling down the Dragon Turtle in the Dragon Turtle Car, there was the sound of gunfire all around. The two rat men took out their pistols and fought back at the attacking dragon in a simple manner. Mr. Mo stepped up to control the car. He cursed: "Something happened to the wheel. I have a spare, but..."
"I'll help you hold it off."
Melina jumped off the Dragon Turtle Car.
Only then did she see the enemy's appearance.
That was a bog dragon that completely transcended the species of bog dragon. The silver-white collar piece has sharp barbs, bright silver bone blades like scimitars grow on the outside of the sharp claws, and a large number of dragon bone spurs grow on the tail, making it look like a human murder weapon. The most terrifying thing is its head. The pair of dragon horns are even thicker, and the pair of small yellow dragon eyes contain cunning and cruel emotions.
"Roar!" It roared to the sky, and the humidity in the surrounding air suddenly became heavier.
Melina frowned slightly.
This is a real touch, not an illusion of magical factors changing.
"Illusions improved based on the swamp dragon's living environment and magic factors have achieved more and more results, so has it evolved in a targeted manner? What an annoying radiant species."
Dragon blood genes are superior to humans.
Because dragon blood can guarantee "benign evolution" in the form of essence, that is to say, they will evolve whatever abilities they need, and there is no situation where the evolved abilities are useless. The radiant silver-white swamp dragon in front of me has evolved the magical power to truly control moisture, and this power seems to have the ability to steal medicinal properties.
The potion in the medicine bottle hanging on Melina's belt is constantly disappearing.
If ordinary explorers faced this kind of radiant species, they would not be able to detect that this potion was stolen. If they want to drink the potion during the battle, they will undoubtedly be tricked.
Melina could sense it because her magic factor was stronger than that of the Radiant Swamp Dragon.
Dragons have as keen a sense of magical factors as banshees.
The silver-white marsh dragon stared at her, pacing slowly and dangerously.
The moisture in the air suddenly deepened, and Melina's vision fell into a thick fog.
"coming."
She waved her arms, fired a volley into the air in front of her, jumped forward, and fired fiercely behind her.
The sound of bullets hitting flesh was heard simultaneously with the dragon's roar of injury.
By creating heavy fog, arranging companions in front to disguise the attack, and then sneaking around behind to attack, the Swamp Dragon's tactical evolution has reached this level.
And when Melina noticed the flash of yellow scales in the thick fog, she felt something bad in her heart.
Jump up quickly.
The silver-white Swamp Dragon burst out of the ground, its sharp claws almost scratching Melina's ankle. The sneak attack from behind was also a feint. The silver-white monster had realized that the strength of the banshee explorer in front of it might be completely different from any dragon it had fought in the past. It was stronger and more terrifying, so it set up this kind of trap.
But from its perspective, the sneak attack strategy had been completed, but it was just ignored by the opponent's body's reaction.
Those cunning and cruel dragon eyes were filled with a very human emotion of disappointment.
Stare at it.
Melina's eyes were calm and she waved her hand.
"Magic [the soil that breeds, the mortal that loves]."
It is also the magic of the female craftsman's code that allows the soil to retain love and makes the superman become an emotional mortal. Under the influence of magic, the soil turned into thousands of threads and covered the body of the silver-white swamp dragon. These threads were as fragile as human emotions, and as numerous as human emotions, and they hindered the movement of the marsh dragon.
Melina opened her parasol in the air and floated gracefully. The muzzles of the muskets surrounding her were all pointed at the ground. The magic factor in her body boiled instantly!
In order to obtain the maximum power and integrate magic into the musket technique [five consecutive shots].
She sang loudly:
"Look directly at my love, let it surge with joy, let love rain down!"
Magic [I love like blood].
The magic of the dancer's code symbolizes passion and venting; the secondary code of union and cruelty symbolizes the dominance and risk of love. Combining the two, the incarnation's magic will refine thousands of magic factors and condense them into a single blow that changes the terrain. Each ray of magic factor will bring about a chain of ten to twenty small explosions. The prototype is a hundred wisps of rain falling, and Melina modified it to be attached to the five-hit combo.
Fifty rounds of magic factor bullets created by the void were instantly sprinkled on the ground.
The chain of explosions caused obvious earthquakes in the nearby land.
Mud, plants, blood, and scales splashed out, along with the roar of the silver-white Swamp Dragon.
Wounded.
If there is a human below, even a level 10 explorer, Melina's blow may directly kill it. But if there is a dragon below, even a marsh dragon will not necessarily be bombarded by this magic. erase. Only extremely weak dragons like the Howling Wind Dragon have no resistance.
As a result, Melina was satisfied with the result of the injury.
Especially the technique of five consecutive shots is to make bullets from the void, and there is no need to consume the bullets in the magazine...
The silvery-white Swamp Dragon was indeed in a state of disarray, its scales were damaged in many places, and the special bone organ behind it that was used to control magic factors also had cracks. injured. It roared, opened its dragon kiss, and a force of magical factors that was instinctively fearful gathered in it.
"Dragon Breath..."
Melina stretched out her hand and gently pressed the talisman on her waist. She had already prepared two talismans.
The "Flying Devil" of Madman's Code is used to provide mobility in the air. The advantage is that it can fly and is cheap.
The star criterion of "too young and too stupid" is used to show off. The advantage is that it can flash, but the disadvantage is that flash cannot save silly, young love, and it is very expensive.
Both can play with the dragon's breath.
When Melina was ready, a cunning look flashed in the silver-white Swamp Dragon's eyes, and with a flick of her head, bright silver dragon breath sprayed towards the Dragon Turtle car that was being repaired.
“…”
While Melina puffed up her face, she reached out and patted the talisman on her waist [Too Young and Too Stupid].
