In the library, there are fewer and fewer books that can make Yi Lin focus on reading.

There are similarities in the theories in many books, and some even have theories inconsistent between them.

During this period of study, Yi Lin gradually formed his own understanding of "magic science".

In the eyes of many people, this "Black Magician" who was admitted to the extreme is a complete weirdo.

Yi Lin has always been listening silently in class, never speaking, and no one has witnessed it with his own eyes that the new Black Magician has completed even a simple little magic with his own hands.

Someone once accidentally witnessed that after class, Yi Lin grabbed the lecturer and asked tricky questions one by one, talked to the lecturer, making the lecturer sweaty and turned around and ran away.

If someone else dared to ask such a few questions, the lecturer would just turn a cold look and ignore it.

But this one was the monarch Bassermero, who personally awarded the magician of the color level, and no lecturer dared to neglect it.

later,

Many lecturers saw the weird Yi Lin appearing in the class. They were still a few minutes before the get out of class was over, so they found various reasons to leave early and would never let Yi Lin get a chance.

This also made Yi Lin extremely depressed.

Recently, those lecturers seem to be getting more and more slippery.

You can't just sneak into someone else's room in the middle of the night, right?

This seems not good.

Time flies.

Another half month passed Yilin.

In the past half month, Yi Lin was almost in seclusion.

This day.

After sunset and dusk.

Yilin sat high on the spiral staircase.

He stuffed one of the books related to astronomy back onto the bookshelf.

It has been more than a month since I arrived at the clock tower.

During this period, Yi Lin was like a dry sponge, crazily absorbing all kinds of knowledge.

Supported by extraordinary spiritual attributes and with the means of "soul leaving the body", Yi Lin completed the content that others could learn in almost a month.

But,

It's still far from the knowledge of the monarch.

But Yi Lin felt that it was not important.

Because his purpose here was not to become a great magician.

Magic is an ancient and unfamiliar technology.

But this technology has too many limitations.

Magicians need to exert their maximum power in the familiar "base" they are familiar with.

If you change the environment, your ability will be greatly weakened.

However, magic has a long history and has long formed a complete and rich theory. What Yi Lin is doing now is to learn the essence of this theory, then integrate it into it, and improve his "freedom method".

The law of freedom is unrestrained and free, and can exert its terrible power no matter when, where, anywhere, without any medium.

Yi Lin vaguely felt that she seemed to have touched some kind of threshold inside.

But for a while, he couldn't explain it clearly.

Magic is not so much about playing with knowledge, but rather about distorting rules in a way that is "different from common sense".

"rule……"

Yi Lin lowered her head, put on the hanging ring, and focused on the space in front of her.

He rubbed his hands out of thin air in front of him, as if he was holding an invisible ball.

Don't get me wrong. Yi Lin is not rubbing the "Annihilation Ball" at this moment, but rubbing something more illusory.

Crystal pattern, magic, magic, and related theories flashed through Yi Lin's mind.

The deep brain began to experience swelling and pain.

The wailing of brain cells came from my ears.

The brain is more operational than imagined.

Yi Lin's whole body was hot, and his psionic power was passing quickly at a terrible speed.

I don't know how long it took.

Yi Lin forgot where she was.

He forgot to be in the library.

Forgot the passage of time.

All his attention was concentrated between his palms, as if he was trying to create a wonderful future.

"Bang!"

Sudden,

Yi Lin felt a severe pain coming from the back of her head.

It seemed... exploded.

The next second,

A terrible brute force fucked Yi Lin's face directly onto the bookshelf.

Yi Lin instantly felt like she was hit on the back of the head by a truck.

On the side.

Mirien, who had a serious expression, slowly lowered her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Lin's ears buzzed and she got up from the scattered books in a mess.

The severe pain from the back of the head made Yi Lin feel like she was being opened and it was in great pain.

A heat flow came from the nostrils. Yi Lin touched it casually and hissed... and actually had a nosebleed.

Yi Lin covered the back of her head with one hand and the nose with the other. She turned her head expressionlessly, staring at Mirien, who was wearing a long skirt and innocent expression, almost squeezed out three words from her teeth: "Are you sick?"

Fortunately, Yi Lin had a moment ago and mistakenly thought that something had gone wrong with rubbing, which made her brain slapped, and she felt this sore and painful discomfort.

It turns out not.

It was Mirien who suddenly ran out and fucked him onto the bookshelf with a slap.

However, no guilt appeared on Milien's face of doing something wrong.

Instead, he raised his head and said with confidence: "You are sick."

"I've been holding you back for a long time." Yi Lin knew that the conversation could not continue.

So he silently took out [Salvation and Destruction] from the storage space and began to calculate what ability should be used to minimize the loss of the clock tower.

"You're smoking here just now." Mirien pointed hard at the location of the Tianling Cap and used herself to signal the strange thing that Yi Lin had just appeared: "I thought you were sick, so I came to save you."

Yi Lin was stunned when she heard this.

Three minutes later.

Under Mirien's clumsy explanation, Yi Lin finally understood what had just happened.

To put it simply, it was: his head was smoking just now.

Mirien wants to help.

But she doesn't understand.

So she used the most direct and rough method.

This is why Yi Lin was slapped onto the bookshelf and even gave her a blood.

Yi Lin rubbed the pain of the nose and the back of the head.

Although his physique is special and he has stopped bleeding, Mirien's muscle strength is not covered. Yi Lin feels hissing pain in the back of his head, and it has not been relieved until now.

Can human heads still smoke?

Yi Lin recalled the feeling of concentration just now, as if it was a bit dangerous, and in front of Mirien, Yi Lin did not intend to continue trying the dangerous "experiment". So he asked, "What are you doing if you have nothing to do?"

Speaking of the important matter.

Mirien shook the golden hair on her forehead excitedly: "The monarch Bathmelo said, Avalon... No, I can take out Avalon's treasure, there is news!"

Yi Lin was stunned when she heard this.

Then he nodded helplessly.
Chapter completed!