Chapter 294 Ghost Shadow Spell

Locke hesitated for a moment, whether he should go out immediately and leave the Forbidden Forest, or complete his permanent defense field, the Forest Sanctuary, first. He hesitated, but chose to complete his first ring of defensive magic in the research institute.

 At present, my one-ring defensive magic is still in an incomplete state. The forest sanctuary must have an external spell library in order to exert its full power.

   "The inside of this institute is actually pretty good." Locke's eyes shone slightly. The location of this institute is very hidden. The institute is also protected by first-level magic and is even blocked by the illusion school's mythical magic. Ordinary wizards cannot find this place at all.

If I hadn’t just happened to get the location information here from the Garden of Eternal Musk, I wouldn’t have been able to find a rock to stay on in a swampy extremity and discover the location here.

  So, before you buy the Druid's Ring, you can place your forest sanctuary here first.

 Happily enough, there are some living magic plants everywhere in this research institute. By choosing those magic plants, you can temporarily build the simplest and most basic forest sanctuary.

 Just before that, it is better to deal with some minor troubles first.

   Loke's eyes glowed with azure magic light, "Come out, how long are you going to stay watching?"

  "Dean Levis."

Suddenly, the square crystal in a corner of the central control room released a blue magical light.

  The lantern grass next to the crystal swayed slightly, and a phantom appeared next to the crystal.

  This is the image of a middle-aged man wearing a white wizard robe. He wears a small concentration monocle on his left eye. There is a scar on his forehead left by undead magic that cannot disappear.

 That scar is emitting gray magic pressure. Even if more than five hundred years have passed, and even if the current Levi's is just a phantom relying on the crystal matrix and lantern grass, this magic pressure still exists.

 Locke sensed from the magic pressure that the other party was at least a wound left by an official wizard who had crystallized his spiritual power.

 Dean Levi sighed slightly. "This classmate, oh no, this colleague, you misunderstood."

  "I didn't mean to spy on you, but because I was just a sinner of Lilith's Cabin. Five hundred years ago, Lilith's Cabin had already embarked on the road to develop into the top wizard academy in the southeast corner."

  "But because of me, Lilith's Cabin is strictly monitored by the association, I don't know. The special attention and restrictions have been lifted now, and Lilith's cabin has regained its vitality. "

"Furthermore, I am just a ghost relying on the lantern grass and the soul-locking crystal matrix. I am not even the soul of the original Levi's wizard. It is just a product of his soul fragments mixed with some ideas, and the principle that the lantern grass can store memories."

"So, I really don't have the face to appear in front of you."

"I just didn't expect that you would notice my existence after becoming an official wizard."

  The illusion of Wizard Levi, looking at the permanent defensive force field surrounding Locke, his eyes lit up, "But it's great to see with your own eyes that the magic envisioned by Foucault and I is realized in your hands."
  "This magic was completed by me, Wizard Foucault and you. Wizard Foucault was the one who initiated it, I was the developer, and you were the one who completed it."

  "This magic has gone through three of us official wizards, and now it is finally born!"

Locke looked at him warily. After all, he was an official wizard with crystallized mental power. His strength was unpredictable. He had stayed in this laboratory for more than five hundred years. Who knew what backup he would leave here.

  The Omen Mandela vine did not react, but the key point is that this kind of apprentice-level vine, who knows whether it can have an effect on the phantom of a formal wizard.

  Levi's wizard noticed it. Locke's eyes were still full of vigilance when he looked at him, and he smiled bitterly. "Excellent juniors of the academy, are you so vigilant? Well, it is a good thing to keep this vigilance."

   "There are indeed many graves of first-level wizards, but in fact they hide the backhand of their resurrection. Those first-level wizards are all masters of the necromancy school of magic."

"But I'm not. I just bought this crystal matrix at the Chimera Market. Moreover, time was too tight at the time. The most I could do was leave behind the hidden research institute, and I couldn't care about the rest."

The square crystal released its brilliance again, and three spell models were projected into the air.

       The wizard Levi's vision said: "Look, these are the three spell models inside my crystal, and only one spell model is working now. The only one that allows me to have the telekinesis spell model to interfere with reality has been damaged over time."

Locke quickly scanned the three one-ring magic spell models, and he recognized that two of them were damaged, and the spell model was incomplete.

 The only normal one is the magic of the Psychic School [Ghost Shadow Spell].

  It is to leave someone’s thoughts in a certain carrier in the form of a ghost.

 But to be honest, it's hard to tell whether this magic keeps that person here, or whether it only keeps a part of that person's thoughts about staying.

  It is estimated that the other party used the lantern grass and the crystal matrix to preserve this illusion with the thoughts of Wizard Levi until now.

 The main function of the Ghost Remaining Spell is to try to prolong the time of some of a wizard's thoughts so that they can be preserved in future generations.

 This is a common way for wizards to find ways to leave their thoughts in this world.

  Wizard Levi thought of using this method at the last moment five hundred years ago, which was indeed quite reasonable.

 Locke let down some of his guard. "If that's the case, then I would like to thank Dean Levis. Your magic helped me become an official wizard."

 Dean Levis shook his head slightly. "No, to be precise, I should thank you."

    "Without you, this magic would forever be buried in the waste paper in a cold and dark laboratory."

  "In order to complete this magic, I only grabbed more than one wizard. In order to make the experiment more successful, I spent at least ten years Human experiments have been done on more than 100 official botanical wizards... Alas, it was a crazy time."

 "But I don't regret it. If I do it again, I will still make the same choice."

 "The pursuit of truth should be desperate!"

 A look of madness flashed across Dean Levi's eyes.

 Locke was already a little wary of this illusion, but when he heard him say this, he was speechless.

  No wonder, more than five hundred years ago, the White Wizards Association would use thunderous means to suppress Lilith's cabin and stop this research project.

 This is really an exaggeration.

  Dean Levi smiled bitterly, with residual madness flashing in his eyes, but the look he looked at Locke was full of relief. "Now, your descendant has completed this for me. I have worked hard and devoted all my magic. It is I who should thank you."

  "There are still many useful magic plants left in this research institute. I will give you the coordinate address."

  "You can use them to build your forest sanctuary."