The dim sky, the crooked earth.

What flashed in front of me was a beast made of strange-shaped smoke, a giant with metal body, a clump of body surging like liquid, half of which was a human-shaped shadow with black gas... Various monsters kept flashing in the corner of my vision, this was their territory, and I was the invader.

The monsters rushed forward with their teeth and claws, but they were swept away by the wooden stick in their hands a second before they touched them. They seemed to want to regroup and launch an attack, but before they could stand up straight, they were hit by the most basic spell and fell to the ground and floated away immediately.

This is the nest for monsters. Facing a huge number of enemies, they cannot fight positions with them. This is to crush their own mobility advantages. They mainly use sports operations, appropriately clean up the enemies that hinder their actions, and keep charging towards their destinations and break away from their siege.

Avoid its edge, hit its weakness, use the wooden staff to wield it as a blunt weapon to create space that allows activity, and use the minimum consumption spell to attack the enemy's weakness to obtain the maximum effect. Memory will weave a spell to throw it towards the enemy's thinking, and the feel of waving the wooden staff and hitting the opponent will be converted into a sense of the body one by one.

But this is not Curt's memory.

Vision, perception, thinking, action... no matter what flashed before my eyes, there was a sense of incongruity. Curt closed his eyes and let the memories that were poured into his mind by Liqi through his soul connection flash in front of his eyes, and at the same time, it also made them clearly distinguish them from his own memories.

He is just watching other people's memories, but because this memory is based on others themselves, everything the memory owner feels when he thinks of these memories will be truthfully conveyed to Curt's soul. It is not just "seeing", but experiencing such memories.

Judging from the fighting style, the master of memory is undoubtedly Liqi Cott and will not act like this. He rarely uses spells to fight in battle. It is impossible for him to smash a series of powerful duplex spells like Liqi. He can only use magic-enhanced weapons to fight in close combat.

If he and Liqi encounter the same situation, he will definitely choose to use the center of the melee weapon to break through, rather than use spells as much as she does. Liqi will change the way of fighting according to the situation, but she always likes to use various spells at her own pace.

Of course, this must be based on the premise that the "memory" about this cognition is not hypocritical, and the accumulated experience becomes a habit. Only by having the accumulation of the past can you have the current thinking. Therefore, every habit is formed by many accumulations.

But Curt always believed that habits were a terrible thing.

Someone once said that habit becomes natural, once anything is "habited" it will become a natural existence. No matter how incredible things are for ordinary people, it will become a normal state if it is repeated dozens or hundreds of times. If it is repeated thousands of times, it will be natural.

Some people call the behavior of repeating mechanical cycles "brainwashing". Although this is different from the "brainwashing" of spells that operate cognition or tamper with memory, it is indeed using some method to force people to get used to the behavior of something "unnatural".

Although consciously knowing that certain behaviors are unreasonable, it is difficult to change when doing something becomes a habit. This seems to have some rules.

The fact that sharing memories with Liqi may be the nature he is most accustomed to. Let Liqi peek at the memories and let her convey her memories... From Curt's subjective consciousness, he already knew that this behavior was unreasonable, but he did not put forward any opinions because of his habits.

This is the effect brought by the two people after establishing a soul connection. This spell can convey many things besides words. It is an extremely convenient way to communicate. However, this spell is not stable, and sometimes the memory between the two people is confused due to certain abnormalities.

“Where do you think the soul exists?”

Liqi once asked Curt this. It was the first time they used this spell. It was also dusk, but it was Curt on the ground. Liqi stood aside. She was as thin as a bamboo pole, looking down at him with an expression of crying or laughing.

Curt was confused about Liqi's question and could only ask: "Soul?"

"Yes, 'soul'." As for Curt's questioning, he stared at his dead fish eyes and pointed to his head, and pointed to the position of his heart, "It doesn't matter how you understand these words."

Her head "swooshed" into Curt's eyes, and her unswerving eyes vaguely revealed a sense of oppression, staring at Curt's eyes quietly.

After a while, Liqi looked at Curt, who was still unknown, sighed and murmured: "Sorry, it seems that I was wrong to ask you this question. I shouldn't seem to expect a bird's head to understand such a complex problem. You can continue to smile foolishly every day."

"Hey, don't treat people as animals... No, humans are indeed animals, so at least don't treat me as a bird."

Curt protested lazily, and did not get up from the ground. He was not without ideas about the question raised by Liqi, but he didn't know whether he should answer it.

What is the soul?

Regardless of the concepts in spells, Curt believes that what can be reflected in general cognition can basically be summarized into two parts: thinking and memory. The accumulation of the present and the past ultimately extends the basic sense of "personality", that is, the self.

Connecting the plural souls together is an unhealthy state. Once thinking and memory are confused, the self will easily become blurred. There are many records in history that the magicians who have absorbed too many memories of others have become madmen. They are often mentally ill due to the blur of their own boundaries.

How to separate these memories that do not belong to you from your mind and send them to places where they should go to keep them is a rather complicated course. Under semi-forced conditions, even Curt, who is not good at learning spells, was forced by Liqi to learn techniques of how to protect his own spirit.

While separating the past and the present, he also distinguishes himself and others. Between the interweaving of new and old memories, the memories conveyed by Liqi have reached the critical point.

After breaking through the layers of blockades of monsters holding thousands of strange appearances, Liqi finally arrived at the top of the bell tower. At that time, this place was not much different from now. An ancient bell was placed in the center of the top spire that lacked railing protection. The loud bell began to spread around it.

The ancient bell radiates the light of the evening. In this "dungeon" without sun, it flashes with dazzling light like a sun's agent. The bell sounds penetrates the body like thunder, and the chest is shaking violently in the roar. Even if you cover your ears desperately, you cannot isolate it.

"This is the core of the 'dusk' phenomenon..." Since I can't stop it, I'd better not stop it. Liqi endured the complaints from her ears and quickly walked towards the ancient clock. "It's such a huge magic structure, which concentrated all the magic power of the entire monastery here to drive it."

The road to the bell tower was full of alien shapes. In order to break through their blockade, Liqi spent a lot of effort. However, when she arrived at the top, there was no guard. The small space was illuminated by the dazzling light emitted from the ancient bell. Apart from the rich magic, she could not feel any activity.

But Liqi didn't dare to be careless. Common sense may not be applicable in this dusk field. While she walked towards the Gu Zhong, she was also distracted from the blind spots of her vision, so as not to lurk in it. Her hearing and vision were both affected by the Gu Zhong, and now she could only move forward more carefully.

At the moment when the bells were interrupted, Liqi vaguely felt an abnormal restlessness mixed in the air behind her, as if something was approaching. She immediately jumped away from the original place, and at the same time swung the wooden stick in her hand and pulled it behind her. In an instant, she felt a heavy touch coming from her hand.

clang!

The crisp sound of metal collision overlapped with the bell, and a short spear was knocked to the side. The short spear seemed to be shot out by a crossbow, with amazing strength. The wooden stick strengthened by Liqi with magic was sufficiently strong compared to ordinary metal, so the reactionary feeling sent back to the hand was even more distinct.

But the short spear projected was not a trap of the mechanic structure, but a man in black robe who appeared at the entrance of the stairs at some point. He was not those aliens without life, but a living humanoid creature. Liqi felt the anger that was obviously different from those monsters from him.

Judging from the lines of the body, this person wrapped in a black robe should be a man. A robe commonly used by ancient magicians wrapped his body tightly, which seemed particularly abrupt in such summer days. Above this black robe, a blue eye symbol indicates his identity.

Just like those magicians who appeared in ancient paintings, he held a staff that was slightly taller than him. The reddish-brown staff was more elegant than the wooden staff in Liqi's hand. The top of the staff that imitated the "Cross of Life" was decorated with several strings of blue-black bead chains.

The black-robed magician blocked the way out, and several black iron spears hovered beside him. It seemed that the one he had knocked away by Liqi was cast out.

"It seems you are the leader here." Looking at the black-robed magician who appeared at some point, Liqi put the wooden stick in front of her and made a warning gesture. "No matter what you plan to do here, I advise you to stop early. A large number of people will come here soon."

However, the only thing that responded to Liqi was the low laughter. The magician with his face covered in a hood sneered as if he had heard the ridiculous joke he had heard in his life. (To be continued...)
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