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Chapter 90

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Joachim had said in his diary that he hoped to reshape his Soul Seed.

This shows that the Soul Seed can still work for him in his ghost state.

In fact, it can be seen from the fact that he and the villagers have become ghosts but still act according to the constraints of the Soul Seed.

Joachim's wand was knocked away by Murphy and could not resist, and was hit by Selica's spell.

Unlike other spells that passed directly through his transparent body, this spell hit him solidly.

Joachim's movements stiffened, his translucent body flashed a few times suddenly, and then suddenly made a sound like a sigh, gradually dissipated, and actually disappeared just like that.

Murphy also saw Selica standing on a collapsed wall outside.

Big sister, you finally came.

However, Selica seemed to have paid a huge price for releasing this spell. At this moment, her body fell backward, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Murphy immediately flew over with the last bit of magic power, grabbed Selica, and Apparated directly to an empty house. As soon as he appeared, his eyes went dark, and he could no longer support himself, falling into a coma.

Murphy had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the past.

He was a graduate of a second-rate college, living in a bustling city that felt strange, doing a job to make a living, chatting with colleagues about topics he wasn't interested in, commuting in the crowded crowd, and going home on streets where no starlight could be seen.

The daily routine of life filled every corner, and the unreachable dreams had long been mottled and rusted.

Music, movies, games, he used bloated entertainment to fill the hole that was gradually expanding in his chest.

However, anger was still accumulating.

The beast in his heart was thin as a bone, but roared every day.

In the darkest night, he woke up suddenly.

"I still have magic." He said to himself.

"Ha." He heard a laugh.

Many playful eyes in the darkness, corners of the mouth curled up, like watching a clown.

"I still have magic."

He pulled out his wand. Everything is false, and he doesn't care.

All the fame, wealth, and status in this world, he doesn't care about them. The admiration or contempt, love or disgust of others, he doesn't care about them either.

As long as I have magic.

This is his deepest secret, his greatest pride, the sign that supports his existence in the world and does not mix with others.

It is the only proof that makes him a unique real thing, not a fake imitating others.

So he waved his wand.

"Levio..."

However, for some reason, the last syllable of the spell could not be spoken no matter what. It was as if something was stuck in his throat. No matter what strength he used, he still couldn't finish the last syllable.

And even more terrifying, the wand in his hand seemed to bear huge pressure, cracking inch by inch, the brilliance of magic overflowing from it, and then, it was shattered.

"No! No!"

No!!

In the dream, a huge anger that had never been seen before rose from his heart.

No! I don't accept such a result!

I want to chant that spell!

I want to use that magic!

I want to make it happen!

Even if it doesn't meet all the rules, even if I lose all my reliance, even if the whole world is hindering its occurrence.

Even if, pay everything for it!

"Levio! O! Sa!"

The zombie villagers were searching everywhere. They went from house to house, vowing to find the lunatic who killed more than half of the villagers in the village, the outsider who killed the poor Dr. Joachim, and then burn him at the stake.

Suddenly, a bright beam of light shot into the sky from a house at the edge of the village, and then they heard the lunatic's voice, which was almost like babble but deafening, ringing in their ears.

"Levio! O! Sa!"

Boom!

That light suddenly exploded, sending out waves of light, spreading to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, dust, gravel, and even the villagers suddenly seemed to be freed from the shackles of gravity and floated upward.

In the creaking sound, several houses located in the center of the light twisted, tiles floated up one after another, glass shattered, and broken window frames and bricks floated toward the sky at a slow but firm rate.

Then, those houses seemed to have been pulled up from the ground by a giant, the foundations broke one after another, and they actually floated up.

"What's going on?"

"Is there an earthquake?!"

"Heaven's punishment! This must be God's punishment for our sins!"

The villagers shouted in panic, but at this moment, that power suddenly dissipated.

Then there was a series of thuds, everyone fell to the ground again, and then they were covered in dust and gray faces by the dust and stones falling from the sky.

On the other side, Murphy also woke up.

He lay on the ground, breathing rapidly, his right hand half-raised in the air as if holding a wand.

But the wand was actually floating half a meter away from him, and Selica was also there, closing her eyes, as if she had passed out, her body slowly rotating in the air.

And everything around was floating upward.

"This is..."

He hadn't figured it out yet, when suddenly it was as if some power had been revoked, and the originally floating objects suddenly possessed gravity again and fell again.

Murphy was quick-eyed and fast-handed, and hurriedly stretched out a leg to cushion Selica to prevent her from hitting her head.

"Boom!"

The huge weight of the house hit the ground, making the ground tremble a few times, followed by a crack, the beams and columns broke, and the roof was about to fall down.

Murphy reached out, and the wand flew into his hand automatically, "Protego!"

"Bang!"

The wooden pillars and tiles were spread out by a golden sphere, isolating a circular area in the ruins.

Murphy stood up from the center of the ring and put Selica aside.

"Did I cause this? What is this? Second awakening?"

He held the wand, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if a force was leaping on his body and fingertips, and as long as he summoned it, he would definitely get a response.

"Is this magic power? This is magic..."

For the first time since crossing over, he truly felt the existence of magic power. It was no longer a cold, elusive ice beauty that refused people thousands of miles away, but had become a kind and gentle friend who could stand behind him at any time and give help when necessary.

"Has my permission level been upgraded?"

Although he didn't know why, it seemed that he had received some "recognition" of magic power.

He immediately tried a few spells, and sure enough, they were easier than before, and more powerful.

However, why would this happen?

It wouldn't be because of that strange montage-like dream, right?

If not, is it because the magic power was squeezed dry in the battle with Joachim before, forcing himself to the limit? Did the upper limit increase?

Or is it because he grasped the knack of wandless magic before that?

Murphy thought, tucked the wand back into his sleeve, stretched out a hand, and aimed at a piece of broken tile, "Leviosa!"

Nothing happened.

It seems that his wandless magic is currently limited to being able to recall his wand at any time...

It can only be said that it is better than nothing.

However, practice makes perfect. Since he can use Accio on the wand, it shouldn't be difficult to use Accio on other things. Once Accio is solved, will Leviosa or other spells be difficult?

Magic power increased, learned wandless magic, even if he couldn't find the Soul Seed, this trip was not a loss.

But speaking of which, how was Joachim killed by Selica?

He returned to the circle formed by the Shield Charm, looked at Selica who was still lying down, patted the other party's face, and touched her breathing and pulse, stunned for a moment.

This girl, didn't she die?

(End of chapter)

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