When the body of the Whale Siren, along with the sailors, was pulled onto the cargo ship. Everyone flocked to express their excitement by raising the sailors above their heads and throwing them into the sky.
The sailors couldn't help but look up when they were thrown into the sky again and again.
The dream-like "moon ship" he saw before has disappeared at this time... Is that true, or just a dream
The sailor didn't think about it any further at this time, and smiled: "It's up to him! At least, I survived!"
His heart was still pounding, and the excitement of killing the whale siren was still unsettled. He wanted to enjoy this moment more than to pursue the ethereal thing.
The feeling of being surrounded by people!
The cooperation of the sailors made everyone even more excited. Although the loss was heavy this time, as a man at sea, he had already made plans to bury the seabed. Compared with those who lost, the most important thing is to survive!
While excited on one side, the captain and the old navigator on the other side glanced at each other: "I just thought that everything was over. I didn't expect it to end like this... The feeling of the rest of my life after the disaster is really cool. "
The old navigator nodded: "He is a hero."
The captain also said: "Yes, he is a hero! Now, it is time to celebrate the hero."
After the captain finished speaking, he also dropped his restraint and joined the crowd with a big laugh.
The old navigator looked at this scene with a smile, and finally, he raised his head and looked up into the sky. Although there was nothing in the sky, he had clearly seen a boat emitting the brilliance of stars and moon before.
It was also the white tentacle that protruded from the ship, picked up the slipped scimitar from the sea, and handed it back to the sailor.
"What he said is true." The old navigator sighed slightly.
The old navigators didn't know what was on board, but they were full of stars and moonlight, which showed their extraordinaryness.
As for why they didn't want to show up, the old navigator didn't even explore.
After all, at a critical moment, they also helped the sailor, so there should be no ill feelings.
Just knowing this is enough.
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When the situation at sea subsided, the gondola flew in the direction of the Old Earth Continent.
What happened to the cargo ship was just a trivial episode for Angel and others.
However, what Angel didn't expect was that he had already planned to help them kill the whale siren, but it didn't come in handy in the end. A brave sailor, relying on his own strength, not only succeeded in saving himself, but also Also saved the entire cargo ship.
Although Angel also gave some help, in general, it was the sailor who completed this critical situation by himself.
"When everything is sacrificed, the wisdom and strength of ordinary people are also full of weight." Popota also witnessed the heroic achievements of the sailor and couldn't help but admire. If it is replaced by himself who was an ordinary person at the beginning, he may not be able to achieve the level of a sailor.
"So, don't underestimate the potential of human beings." Angel interfaced.
Popota nodded: "It's just a pity that you didn't experiment with tricks."
Angel: "Actually, I have already experimented."
Popota was stunned: "You mean that... white tentacles?"
Angel nodded noncommittally, his knuckles tapped on the table lightly, and with a crisp sound, two slender white tentacles stretched out from behind him, looking a little ethereal.
Under Angel's command, the white tentacle took out a set of porcelain tea sets with enamel patterns from somewhere, and skillfully picked up the flint to cook the tea and poured it out. Soon after, two cups of steaming black tea were poured out.
Angel picked up the black tea and took a sip. There was no expression on his face, but he snorted in his heart: Sure enough, black tea without milk is heretical.
Popota was stunned for a moment, and followed Angel's movements and took a sip of black tea. However, his eyes kept staring at the two white tentacles swaying in the wind behind Angel.
When the sailor's machete fell off before, Angel used this white tentacle to stretch 100 meters to the sea.
At that time, when Popota saw the white tentacles, he didn't feel anything strange at all, because it looked too ordinary and did ordinary things.
Taking things out of thin air, the magic hand can also do it.
Even long-distance control is no problem. The maximum control range of the intermediate magic hand is 100 meters, and it is precisely controlled. You can use the magic hand to do detailed alchemy experiments. If you just get a knife, this kind of non-technical thing, the magic hand is simply as easy as the palm of your hand.
Even if you don't need magic hands, mental power can do it. So, Popota really didn't think of the white tentacles as such a great trick at first.
But since Angel said that the trick he wanted to experiment was the white tentacles, Popota naturally observed it seriously.
Popota's strength is now seriously regressing, and he may not even be able to compare to Leon, but after all, he has been immersed in the wizarding world for so many years, but his eyesight has accumulated.
This observation really shows a difference.
"It seems to have the nature of illusion, illusory, but I don't see the illusion node. But at the same time as being illusory, it can interfere with the material world. The power of illusion and reality are obviously contradictory, but they are harmoniously blended together." Popota Speaking of this, he paused, his eyes showing a trace of condensed: "But it always feels a little familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."
Is it a real-fantasy trick? But Popota has never seen a few real magic tricks for so many years, so let alone 'familiar'.
Popota couldn't help raising his head, but saw Angel's half-smile expression.
He was stunned for a moment, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "Phantom limb soft worm?!"
Angel entrusted Popota with the cultivation of soft bugs, so Popota naturally knew about this kind of worm with amazing damage. A careful comparison shows that the phantom limbs on the soft worm are really similar to the white tentacles behind Angel.
They are all ethereal, but they can interfere with the material world.
And even the shape is very similar.
"Is this really a phantom limb?" Popota pointed to the white tentacles that were still swaying. If he didn't look closely, it looked like Angel had two fluffy white tails.
"That's right." Angel didn't hide it, because Popota often came into contact with soft bugs, and even if he didn't say it, he would eventually see it.
Popota was a little dazed, because his understanding of phantom limbs was too clear. After the little soft bugs had phantom limbs, they could cause such powerful damage. How amazing would Angel use his phantom limbs
"Is this... is your previous creation?" Popota asked with difficulty.
For this question, Angel remained tight-lipped.
Phantom limbs are actually a method of creation, but they have not been "certified" by world consciousness. In other words, instead, this is the award given to Angel by the world consciousness.
Previously, after Angel perceived the vision of creation, he was rewarded by the consciousness of the world.
This kind of award made Angel flash in his mind in a short period of time, and his inspiration was like a spring. He was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge integration, and finally he even got a glimpse of the road to true knowledge!
In the process of constantly coming up with inspiration, Angel gained a comprehensive understanding of his own knowledge. He knew that greed and chewing would not be enough, so he chose an issue that interests him most at that time and conducted in-depth research.
He studies phantom limbs.
Under the circumstances at that time, all kinds of wonderful ideas continued to contribute to the research of phantom limbs.
Almost instantly, Angel completed the basic understanding of phantom limbs, but it would take a while to understand and use it. However, Angel himself is an illusion department, and the phantom limb is based on a powerful physical body, so he was able to apply the phantom limb in such a short time.
However, although the phantom limbs are present, he can only release two phantom limbs because he is not yet skilled.
But this is already very good, at least Angel is satisfied.
Moreover, compared to the model of the door, the phantom limb brought him more surprises.
Because of the model of the door on the witchcraft position, Angel actually always knew that his effect was spatial displacement, but he didn't know what variables that "special energy" would bring.
Aside from the unknown model variables of the door, Angel was even more surprised by the phantom limb because the improvement of the phantom limb to him was visible to the naked eye.
Although the phantom limb seems to have the nature of "illusion", its foundation is actually the flesh.
To give a simple example, Angel's body is the soil, the magic energy is the nutrients, and the phantom limbs are the flowers that bloom on this soil. If the phantom limb leaves the soil of the flesh body, it is equivalent to rootless duckweed, and even if there is illusion energy, this flower cannot be made more colorful.
Most importantly, since the foundation of the phantom limb is the physical body, the stronger the physical body, the more amazing the power it brings to the phantom limb.
It can be said that phantom limbs are basically equivalent to the exoskeleton of the human body, which can extend the power of the physical body farther, and can also be used more.
For example, suppose that the eyes are the weakness of the physical body. But if there is a phantom limb, which acts as an exoskeleton, the most powerful defense in the flesh can be gathered near the eyes, then the weakness will become a strength.
This is just a simple way of application, of course, this is biased towards physical power. After all, the phantom limb has the word "phantom", and it also has an application method similar to illusion, so it can actually be more flexible.
However, this still needs to wait for Angel to develop it himself.
But as far as the current situation is concerned, Angel is very happy, because his body has passed through the abyss, and he is as powerful as a wizard on the blood side. Therefore, the improvement of his combat effectiveness by the phantom limbs is beyond imagination.
It is even possible to regard the phantom limb as a formal "skill", rather than a "trick" used by apprentices.
Compared with the purely mobile and strategic "door model", the phantom limbs are indeed an improvement that can be clearly seen with the naked eye, and the illusion power consumed by the phantom limbs is negligible, but consumes more blood energy. And what Angel lacks most now is the consumption of blood energy. Please use the latest domain name to read books on this site