Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World Chapter 467

Soul retrieval!

The young mage An Zidi looked solemnly at the circle and Master Odennell in the circle.

Even as a student of spiritual spells, he had only heard of them before, but is he finally going to see them with his own eyes today?

Desen Plant next to him continued to introduce:

"In the strange stories of the mortal world and in the eyes of spellcasters of other mage sects, spellcasters like us are often very mysterious, but what they don't know is that spells related to souls are very dangerous. This is true for the practitioner, and it is also true for the practitioner."

"Perhaps, some people think that we can directly break the target's mental barrier, invade the opponent's sea of consciousness, easily spy on the target's thoughts and will, and even modify the opponent's consciousness, turning them into obedient slaves. Hmph Humph!"

Dessen Plant said with some self-mockery: "However, what they don't know is that this is two-way. When the other party's mental barrier disappears in front of you, your own mental barrier disappears in front of the other party. When the other party's mental barrier disappears in front of you, your own mental barrier disappears in front of the other party. When your sea of consciousness is exposed in front of you, your own sea of consciousness is also exposed in front of the other party."

Dessen Plant turned his head slightly to the teenager beside him: "Andy!"

"Mr. Plant."

The boy also looked away from the magic circle and turned to Desen Plant.

Desen: "The reason why I tell you this in such a way that I almost reveal my shortcomings is that I hope that we can jointly carry forward the spiritual magic, and there will be no differences between factions, especially because of the conflict between the two mentors... "

Hearing this, the young man's pale face flushed with excitement.

"I will obey your teachings."

Andy knew that his mentor and Desen's mentor Odennell did not get along well on weekdays. The two were discussing who is the number one spiritual spellcaster, casting spells on targets through mediums such as brain worms, and directly casting spells on the target. There was a lot of disagreement over several issues such as which method is better for spells to act on the target.

In particular, the title of the number one spiritual spellcaster directly determines whether he can occupy a place in the ten-member group, the highest organization of the Arcane Society.

In the end... or until now, Master O'Donnell occupies this title, and he himself has become a member of the ten-member group.

"Every master—even my mentor—has a high opinion of you. You have to make good use of this advantage and absorb the advantages of various factions...Huh? Someone is here."

Desen Plant stopped lecturing and looked towards the stairs leading to the ground.

"Father" walked down the stairs carrying Sommerlet, who had collapsed into a ball.

Desen joked with a smile: "It seems that you didn't pry his mouth open."

"Father" didn't say a word, came to the side of the magic circle, threw Sommeret away, turned and left.

Desen gestured to Andy: "Come on, help me."

The two lifted Sommerlet and placed it in the circular area in the middle of the rectangle opposite O'Donnell.

"Although he still keeps his mouth shut, he has already suffered a lot mentally. This is very good and can reduce the difficulty of soul retrieval."

Master Odennell, who was still squatting on the ground, opened his eyes and looked at the target placed in the magic circle with sharp eyes.

"Mentor." Desen asked, "Is there no problem? A killer who has served the Dias family for many years may know many amazing secrets."

Odennell shook his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said calmly: "No need, I have the confidence."

A thought flashed from the deepest part of Dessen Plant's mind-arrogant old man, may you be washed into an idiot by the sea of consciousness.

He kept his face motionless, hiding his thoughts well, then humbly bowed slightly in front of the mentor, and pulled Andy back to the place where he was standing outside the circle.

As he and Andy left the circle, Master Odennell started his own actions.

He whispered obscure words in his mouth, and his hands kept changing various postures.

Desen, who stood still again, said: "The next thing is a two-player game."

Andy was very puzzled: "A game?"

"Yes, the game of cards. This is not a very apt metaphor, but some elements of the game of cards can indeed be used to explain the game of the soul."

Desen explained to him: "The pieces of memory information in the souls of both parties are their respective cards. The victory or defeat depends on two factors, one is the number of cards, and the other is the size of the cards."

"The number of cards is easy to understand, that is, the amount of information in the memory. If you face an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years—if there is such an old monster, then the information that spews out from his sea of consciousness The torrent will be terrifying and huge. Facing such a torrent, if you don't prepare well, your mental barrier will be smashed in an instant.”

"However, although people are constantly receiving information when they are alive, the amount of information does not entirely depend on the accumulation of age. This involves another factor-the size of the card, which involves many aspects. For example, a certain This piece of memory information is to the person who sees this information... how should I put it... [Madden] degree."

"Uh... Mr. Plant." Andy interjected, "Are you talking about the breadth and depth of a person's knowledge?"

Dessen Plant was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Andy, you have grasped the essence of the matter, please forgive the trouble I may have caused you with my inappropriate metaphor."

"No, Mr. Plant." Andy responded, "Your analogy still helps me understand."

"Okay, let's continue with the breadth and depth of our knowledge."

"Breadth and depth are relative, that is, it depends on the gap between the caster and the recipient. The following is based on your and my experience."

"An ordinary farmer may never leave his village in his whole life. What he faces every day is monotonous three meals a day and boring repetitive labor. The longest journey in this life is between the door of the house and the field. He wanders back and forth, and the other people he knows are villagers who are as ignorant and uninformed as he is, and most of the discussions are trivial in the village, so even if he has lived for decades, his knowledge is short~ www.mtlnovel.com~His spirit and soul are poor, and his so-called sea of consciousness is just a small puddle, not worth mentioning."

"An ordinary nobleman may have several villages in his territory. He occasionally handles the government affairs and revenue of the territory, adjudicates lawsuits for the people in the territory, and holds gatherings and hunting with other nobles in neighboring territories every now and then. He has his own channels to learn about wars in the distance and changes in the country's high-level officials. He may have several opportunities in his life to meet his king or fight with the king. His knowledge is much better than that of the peasants under his rule, but it is limited to this Now, his so-called sea of consciousness is a lake, calm but slightly turbulent."

"An experienced adventurer, he has been taking risks all his life, he has admired the fantastic and magnificent scenery, found exciting treasures, experienced incomparably bizarre stories, encountered the danger of narrowly dying, and even endured a lot of burdens. A sworn hatred, his insight is broader and deeper than the previous two, his sea of consciousness is a meandering river, wide and swift."

At this moment, Dessen Plant's expressionless face became serious.

"Okay, the above three, although they have different levels of knowledge, I assume that they are not as good as you and I who are the benchmarks. As long as we prepare carefully, we can still handle it. However, the next two things I want to say People at this level, their soul sea will be fatal to you and me."

Chapter end

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