Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

After Alec's explanation, Zhu Zheng had a preliminary understanding of magic.

Casting materials aside, there are two conditions required to use magic.

One is the incantation, and the other is spiritual power.

Spells are the keys to using magic.

The correct spell can reduce the risk of magic getting out of control and stabilize the power of magic.

If there is an error in the spell, at least the magic will fail, or at worst it will cause an unpredictable disaster.

Every year, many magicians die due to their own carelessness.

Therefore, spells must be cast strictly in accordance with the spell requirements.

Mental power is the threshold for using magic, and the strength of mental power determines the power of magic.

It is worth mentioning that transcendence and magic are not mutually exclusive.

Extraordinary beings can also use magic.

According to Alec, extraordinary people's mental power is far stronger than that of ordinary people, and they can use simple magic.

This is also the reason why Zhu Zheng, who has never been exposed to magic, can use the stealth spell to avoid the hound of Tindalos.

However, magic spells are very precious, and ordinary extraordinary people are not qualified to access them.

Even a secret society like the Dream Witch Order, which has been passed down for countless generations, has accumulated no more than ten kinds of magic incantations, such as [Psychic Explosion], [Nyogotha ​​Grasp], [Wither], [ Fist of Yog-Sothoth].

Compared with ordinary magic, mythical magic is in another category.

Mythical magic is a magic given to humans by gods, which is closer to divine magic in nature.

As long as the cost of casting the spell is met, even an ordinary person with weak mental strength can use mythical magic to achieve the effects of destroying the world, traveling through time, and changing history.

In the hidden circles that only the Dream Witch Cult has access to, there are actually dangerous and powerful mythical magics such as [Azathos's Invitation Technique], [Indescribable Promise], and [Regret Technique] circulating.

Fortunately, the cost of using mythical magic is too high, and few people can meet the spellcasting requirements.

Dream magic originated from the gift of Idhela, so it naturally falls into the category of mythical magic.

To use the dream spell, you need to face Idhela directly, and there is a risk of being deformed into a dream creature at any time. This is the cost of casting the spell.

However, the Dream Witch Cult cleverly created [Praise of Idhela] to bear the cost of using dream magic.

Therefore, Zhu Zheng can use the dream techniques recorded on the pages of the book without any scruples.

The two of them walked and talked, and unknowingly came to the location of the fifth altar.

After searching for a long time, they found the altar beside a dry stream.

But the ground beside the stream was full of messes, and the blood pool was empty. It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here, and the [Praise of Idhela] had also been taken away.

Next comes the fifth and sixth.

Their luck seemed to have completely run out, and the rest of the altar was empty.

Alec frowned.

Trouble, Yi has mastered four copies of [Praise of Idhela], and her power has become even stronger.

Zhu Zheng asked: Then what should we do?

Alec said: Don't worry, I'll think of a solution first.

After saying that, Alec seemed to be lost in thought, and no more sounds came out.

Zhu Zheng looked at the time, yawned and exited the game.

There is no time flow ratio in this game. He has been playing it since morning and is truly considered the Liver Emperor.

Zhu Zheng opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He glanced at the clock on the wall.

Three o'clock in the morning.

A deep sleepiness swept over him, making him unable to help but yawn several times.

There is only one reason that restricts me from becoming stronger, and that is sleep.

Zhu Zheng was quite melancholy.

Lying back on the bed, he opened the system panel.

[The popularity of Building My Myth 1. 】

[Mr. Wood (World Tree): 277W/10e. 】

[Gun's Shadow: 54W/100w. 】

[The Phantom of Dayu: 97W/100w. 】

[Shadows of the Ten Witches of Wu Xian: 35W/1000w. 】

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Zhu Zheng let out a light sigh.

Mr. Mu's popularity has grown by leaps and bounds. Yesterday it was 82W. Why did it suddenly reach 277W?

Lao Dao must have acted. I don't know how he did it, but it was so effective!

Zhu Zheng was thinking secretly in his heart.

The popularity grows by more than two million people a day. As long as this flow can be stabilized, summoning Mr. Mu will be just around the corner.

But with Mr. Mu in charge, he can completely walk sideways.

With a longing for beauty, Zhu Zheng fell into a sweet dream.

Dark corners of the street.

A well-dressed, handsome young man walked out of the alleyway.

There was still some blood on the corners of his mouth.

The man took out his handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth gently, and called out at the same time: Baby, you're back.

Immediately, a mouse as big as a cat emerged from the dark alley.

The mouse's eyes radiated bloodthirsty light.

Its mouth opens slightly, revealing a slender and sharp mouth.

Like its owner, the mouse's mouth was stained with blood.

The mouse crawled along the man's trousers and onto his shoulders.

The man hugged the mouse and gently stroked its fur.

Although our ghoul family values ​​are indifferent, if someone kills my descendant and publicizes it in a big way, I can't ignore it.

Baby, let's eat tonight. I'm going to give blood for blood and let this city be dominated by fear!

The man is a ghoul elder and a direct relative of the Devil in the Twist.

After learning of the Descendant's death through the news, the ghoul elders came straight to the city, intending to avenge the Descendant in their own way.

He walked out of the dark alley.

Although it is late now, there are still many pedestrians on the street.

The elder ghoul touched the mouse in his arms with a cruel smile in his eyes.

Just as he was about to find the victim, suddenly a huge iron pillar in the night sky struck directly at the ghoul elder with a roaring wind!

The elder ghoul's scalp was numb and he could only evade in panic.

The iron pillar suddenly hit the ground, splashing countless rubble, like an explosion.

Which bastard is it?!

The ghoul elder was covered in rubble and could not help but curse.

The mouse, with its keen senses, was the first to discover the traces of the enemy and kept squeaking in one direction.

The elder ghoul looked in the direction indicated by the mouse.

He saw a half-tall Lolita standing on the eaves of the street in the distance. She was well-dressed, carrying a rabbit doll on her shoulders, and her eyes were burning like blazing fire.

The iron pillar that was thrown at her just now as a hidden weapon was actually the pipe next to her that was used to collect the water on the roof of the building.

The ghoul elder frowned.

Who are you?

You don't have to worry about who I am, but the smell of you disgusts me.

Loli is Anna.

Anna's tone was unkind. She grabbed the rabbit doll and jumped down. She picked up the rabbit doll and threw it at the ghoul elder.

The whole movement is fast, coherent and full of momentum!

The elder ghoul was about to dodge when a ball of fire appeared out of thin air and hit his face. The elder ghoul was forced to change his direction of avoidance.

But the lag in the middle gave Anna a chance.

Anna's bone-crushing hammer fell heavily, directly smashing the ghoul elder into two halves

I got home late and posted this in a hurry, so I apologize.