Chapter 39: Dreamland (3)

"What have you done?"
"I have said it clearly, I just told Loren a new and more efficient way of meditation, which is more powerful enough to strengthen his mental sensitivity and tolerance to the void-and this is also his Asked, I just want to help him! "
"But you now mean to kill him!"
The excited little wizard grasped Isaac's collar and pressed him hard against the wall. Although the opponent was taller than himself, the fierce momentum seemed to flip the height of the two people: "This is the fourth day, but he has been in a coma for four days!"
"This, this is nothing strange, if you want to leave your own subconscious dream, it is not a relaxing thing!"
Although he was still trying to defend himself, Isaac had a pale expression and a cold sweat on his forehead, which proved that he was not as confident as he showed himself.
Loren, who had been lying in bed, had been in a coma for four days. Although his breathing and heartbeat were normal, there was no sign of sobriety from beginning to end. According to the wizard, his consciousness had not yet returned from the state of meditation. Loren is just a simple "living dead".
On the first day of Loren ’s coma found in the library, the little wizard did not have much doubt-although it is indeed risky to penetrate into the void, it is an essential step for any wizard, even if it is the main alchemy. Has experienced this experience.
But by the next day, Loren still showed no signs of waking up, and Ain Rand realized that something seemed to be wrong, and then learned the "truth" from Isaac's mouth!
"Now tell me, how can I get him back?"
"Have you never learned occultism, or do you know nothing about the void? We can't do anything, he must wake himself up from the subconscious dream, no one can help him!"
Isaac broke free the hand of the little wizard, and his expression changed somewhat: "And if you really regard him as a friend, why do you not trust him so much?"
"I ..." The little wizard suddenly choked up, and Zhizhiwuwu stepped back two steps, his expression somewhat overwhelmed: "I'm just, just worried ..."
"There is nothing to worry about. He is also my friend." Isaac sighed and looked at Loren, who was still in a coma: "He can resolve the high-order spell in only one month, and it is done. I did not complete the lightsaber spell, and a small journey to the void was not a difficult task for him. "
"You didn't finish that spell?" Ain froze.
"Ninety-nine percent are me." Isaac rolled his eyes. "But he ... helped me solve the most difficult step-I know that I am sometimes very annoying, but I have not yet Shameless enough to take the achievements of others as their own! "
Ain is silent. Why do you care so much about this wandering knight named Loren Turin? Is it just because he is a friend with him? Of course not only this, there may be some secrets in this guy, but as long as you see him, you will feel at ease and relaxed.
Seems to care more and more about this guy, even the little wizard himself does not know why. But when he saw that the self-confident and often deceived guy was still in a coma, he still pursed his lips nervously.
"Apprentices, go out!"
Tutor? !
The wizard in a black robe suddenly appeared behind the two. Before they were surprised, they were pushed out of the corridor by Dalton, and then "bang-" closed the door.
And now, only Dalton, who had just returned, and Loren, who was unconscious, were left in the room.
The black robe wizard walked slowly to the bed, his cold eyes glanced sharply-normal breathing and heartbeat, unresponsive limbs, exactly in line with the signs of any wizard trapped in the void.
Dalton's mouth curled ridiculously, but the smile looked more creepy than the evil spirit. The wand in his hand touched the center of Loren's forehead:
"Loren Turin, if you think you can cheat me by your poor tricks, then you don't need to wake up again."
"Follow your orders, mentor."
The corner of his mouth slipped across with a smile, and Loren slowly opened his eyes, and it took a while for his vision to return to normal, able to focus on the stiff face. Slowly wake up your body.
"I just came back, so don't talk nonsense with me." Dalton's tone was not good: "When?"
"Last night-about seven hours ago." Loren replied honestly, it didn't make sense to lie in front of this one: "But it may take a little time to recover completely."
Lorren knew very well that his condition was not good at the moment-his mental strength was severely overdrawn and there was a slight hallucination in his vision. Of course, the most serious thing is that my own consciousness has not been converted from the dream, and the difference between reality and dream cannot be fully distinguished.
Of course, the benefits are not without it. My spiritual hall is obviously "widened". The pressure accumulated in the void is like a grinding stone, polishing myself from beginning to end. As long as you recover slowly, you will far surpass your previous self.
Dalton's eyes narrowed into a slit. He was a little surprised that the apprentice was actually able to get rid of the temptation of the void, and still keep awake in his subconscious dream.
"How much time do you need?"
"Three days." Loren did not hesitate at all: "But if you need it, I will be ready within two days."
"Four days, I want your best and be prepared." Dalton's tone is also unquestionable: "After four days, go to Gumu Town and find anything you can find."
Dalton apparently found something, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious ... Loren guessed in his heart, but there was a weak spirit that made him unable to calm down and think slowly, even if it was slightly swayed, he would feel What a pain that is about to blow up.
Lorren lowered his head involuntarily, with holding his temples, breathing heavily—even if his innate traits had enough resistance to the void, UU read the book www. uukanshu. Com does not mean that it can be completely avoided. Even because his own spirit and substance are completely inseparable, this kind of torment will directly affect the body.
With a cold snort, Dalton threw a bottle of alchemy directly to Loren, the light blue liquid in a transparent glass bottle, and the cold touch almost made him throw it out.
"Sedatives-can temporarily numb your pain." The black robe wizard said without emotion: "Half an ounce can relieve pain. One ounce can completely anesthetize your nerves. If you use two ounces ... you will die even if you die There will be no consciousness. "
"Is this a payment in advance?" Loren Keen asked with a smile.
"I can't sell you and can't buy five ounces, let alone a bottle." The black robe wizard's tone was full of disdain, and he turned and fell out of the door.
Caressed the delicate glass bottle carefully and then put it away carefully. Loren was reluctant to use this good thing now, but it was something that could save his life at a critical juncture.
The headache was relieved a little, as if suddenly remembering something, Loren opened the bandage attached to his right wrist, and the strange snake-shaped rune was still in its original position.
Sure enough ... Asriel's guy was still alive, and there was a sneer on Loren's face. He really thought too much, how could he die so easily?
May be a bit hindered, but he may have been really put on top by something like an evil god, and it seems that he does not intend to easily let go of his meaning.
As for what the other party will do, what kind of means will be used to intimidate and lure yourself, and throw yourself into what dangerous situation ... Lorren doesn't really care about these.
"Anyway, I can't refuse, so-just ignore him!"