Most of the 30-year-old warlocks are still at the control level. The whisper level is rare, and the control level is unprecedented.

Let alone thirty-year-old control-level warlocks, those in their fifties and sixties are very rare.

At least among the control-level warlocks that Ferdinand is familiar with, Ms. Elena is considered the youngest.

"I understand." Ferdinand nodded cautiously, "I know what to do."

At this moment, Ferdinand seemed to have shouldered a major mission.

For a person who is about to become a control-level warlock, not eating or drinking for a week is not a big deal.

If they could really become a control-level warlock, the risks they were taking now would be nothing.

After all, once we move forward, the sea and the sky will be brighter, and it can be expected that the national destiny led by the Yongye Army will last for hundreds of years.

Under the leadership of Sean, the Yongye Army, which has developed for ten years, is now like this. What will it look like a hundred years later?

Therefore, let’s not mention how Ferdinand explained the situation of the Three Body Mage Tower to the people in the northern fortress who noticed something unusual after he left.

After solving his external problems, Sean concentrated all his attention and began to focus on his physical condition.

Although the body has reached a delicate balance under the impact of the magic energy, it does not mean that Sean can't do anything.

The soul consciousness that has been magnified countless times should not be too simple to control the power of magic.

Normally, it takes a lot of energy and energy to regulate them. Now you can flatten them if you want, and make them round if you want. Don't make it too simple.

When freed from the limitations of the physical body, consciousness can coordinate so perfectly with the energy of magic.

Having said that, Sean realized this and was obviously a bit hindsight.

The Soul Beast Card explained this to him a long time ago. When the Soul Beast Card is used, the soul consciousness is separated from the body. No matter how much magic energy is used, his spirit will not feel tired.

This time, because there is a magic circuit on the mage tower specially used to amplify the sense of consciousness, in order to achieve the goal in one step, this magic circuit was amplified by Ferdinand to a terrifying state, not to mention the multiple black technologies used in it.

Compared to the last time I used the Perception Enhancement Tower, I don’t know how many times it has been enlarged.

If Sean's soul consciousness after amplification last time was compared to a stream, his current soul consciousness is the surging Jacob River. It seems that there is nothing in the world that he cannot do.

If it weren't for the unique state of his body that prevented him from being too distracted, he would have longed to let his soul and consciousness travel around the world like last time.

But there's still a lot he can do.

For example, fine-tuning the mage tower and your own body.

Sean certainly wasn't going to let the magic energy mess around on its own.

Although the magic energy can fine-tune the mage tower and your body to a certain extent according to its own inertia.

However, there are too many accidental factors in this kind of fine-tuning, which is a bit like the evolutionary variation of organisms. There is a success rate, but the probability of failure is often higher.

The mage tower is secondary. The main thing is that Sean doesn't want to experience the miraculous craftsmanship of nature with his own body. Who knows what kind of ghost it will shape him into?

When Sean was talking to Ferdinand just now, he didn't talk comprehensively.

After the initial surprise and shock, the real operator now is Sean.

Of course, it is unrealistic to rely on the amplified soul consciousness to control the torrent of magical energy in front of you.

If Sean dared to attack forcefully, the end result would be that he would be shattered into pieces by the impact.

Fortunately, this torrent of magical energy has no consciousness, it just follows instinct and surges inside, and the route of the surge has been laid out for it in advance by Ferdinand.

It is inappropriate to compare this magical energy to water flow. After all, the pressure of the water flow is high and there is a possibility of bursting the pipe!

Spell energy does not.

It is more appropriate to compare it to electric current. There must be a complete loop before they can truly flow.

It's just that there are still quite a few problems with this circuit. When the magic energy flows through it, it needs to be fine-tuned.

The biggest problem is Sean's body.

This situation is a bit like where there are eight lanes in other places, but when you get to Sean, it suddenly becomes a one-way lane, which will naturally cause traffic congestion.

If it is placed on a wire line, it will cause a short circuit trip. As the short board, the part cannot withstand the huge energy and will explode directly.

But compared to ordinary materials, after years of practice, Sean's body is very tough. In addition, the energy of the spell itself is warm and nourishing, and the jade chair takes up most of the energy transmission.

It didn't blow up Sean on the spot.

In turn, they began to expand the one-way lane in Sean, trying to turn it into an eight-lane lane.

This was exactly the shortcut to practice that Sean had originally envisioned. Although there were some problems in the process, the final result was still as expected.

However, in the third perspective, you cannot see your own body.

Since he has never slacked off in his training, Sean can still be said to be fit and strong even if he has not been emaciated.

In just a few minutes, it was like blowing up a balloon, inflating it and gaining weight in more than one or two circles.

Of course, this kind of fat is not normal fat, but fat like edema.

It's like a giant balloon that seems to burst when you poke it.

This is not only the result of a large amount of magical energy accumulating in Sean's body and unable to be consumed.

In addition, various tissues in his body were quickly destroyed by the magical energy, and a large amount of tissue fluid was formed during repair. However, the main component of these tissue fluids was not water, but magical energy.

At the beginning, Sean's main focus was on the mage tower, using the principle of leverage to adjust the overall layout of the mage tower according to his own wishes.

Compared to people like Ferdinand, Sean is a true professional in terms of magic circuits.

The three major magic circuits of perception enhancement, thunder falling, and cloud and mist, two of them were analyzed by him personally, and they were all installed in his mind.

In just one breath, his consciousness ran around the entire internal structure of the mage tower.

After ten more breaths, Sean transformed it into a three-dimensional model in his mind.

Sean's current situation is definitely not as simple as simply strengthening his senses. Even the rotation of his consciousness has increased with the tide. Like a sophisticated computer, his computing power has been greatly improved.

After this three-dimensional model was formed in his mind, various Sean's known parameters began to be substituted into it, and then the best state was automatically deduced.

The amount of this project is relatively vast and cumbersome, not only because there are too many parameters involved, but also because he did not participate in the entire construction of the Master Tower. He did not understand some of the geological conditions in the later period and the parameters were not comprehensive. He had to go back and use the huge

awareness and explore the surroundings.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people, and they must use various tools and extrapolation to obtain the data.

For Sean in his current state, don't be too simple. He can not only see through it, but even go deep into it.

Sean started from two aspects. On the one hand, he collected data and explored on his own. On the other hand, he once again found Ferdinand who had not yet come out of the tower. He once again used his mind to vibrate the magic energy and said: "Mr. Ferdinand, please wait a moment, I still need

Please help me do something."

"Lord?" Ferdinand was really startled by the sudden voice, "How did you do it?"

Ferdinand was obviously a little distracted before, but this time he realized that there was something unusual about the previous conversation between the two.

The Sean's voice he heard earlier was obviously strange and very different from usual.

This time, I crossed dozens of meters and talked to him across multiple rooms, which was a bit unbelievable.

"No need to be surprised, this is just an application of magic. I have said before that the mage tower you built this time is more magical than you imagined. This is just the simplest application of it." Sean explained patiently.

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"If there is a chance in the future, your lord must tell me in detail." The previous fear subsided slightly, and Ferdinand's attention turned to the mage tower again.

The series of characteristics it just displayed were completely beyond his imagination, making him couldn't help but wonder if this thing was actually the one he built himself.

"Of course, I will give you a detailed evaluation report and optimization drawings afterwards." Sean did not refuse, because Ferdinand would need to build more mage towers later. "But before that, I need all the mage towers."

Design and construction drawings, including your geological survey data of the surrounding area.”

"That's no problem. These are all placed in the tent next to it." Ferdinand asked, scratching his head, "But what do you think, Lord? There are a lot of drawings and data, and it's a bit messy. I haven't had time to organize them systematically."

"You don't need to worry about this. You just need to lead the way and take me to your camp." Sean said.

"Okay, Lord, please come with me." After Ferdinand spoke, he remembered that he had no idea where the Sean he was talking to was.

It seems that I have been talking to the air. When I think about it carefully, this feeling is quite permeable.

Ferdinand felt a little numb and headed straight for his tent with Sean, who was not sure whether he was following or not.

His work style has not changed over the years. For those more important projects, he will follow them all the way, including food and accommodation on the construction site, and this time is no exception.

Ferdinand opened the door curtain and walked in, seeming to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be saying to Sean: "Lord, are you still there? This is right here..."

"You don't need to come in!" Sean's voice that answered him was not beside him, but in Ferdinand's tent.

Only then did Ferdinand realize that there was already a scene of demons dancing in his tent.

All the drawings are flying into the air, and all the books are being flipped around crazily.

It's as if there are countless people flipping through them at the same time, the speed is scary. Judging from the speed of the other person flipping through the books, he will never stay on each page for more than three seconds.

Ferdinand knew very well that there were no drawings or books in his room in the conventional sense. Most of them were more professional, unfamiliar, and remote. Many people would get dizzy after reading one or two pages.

Many of the drawings are in the nature of drafts, which I usually draw impromptu. They are messy and messy. Some are useful and some have been abandoned, but I feel that the ideas and creativity are very good and I can’t bear to throw them away. Some of them are like ghost drawings. Even Ferdinand

It is very difficult to identify it yourself.

But when the other party looked through it, it also seemed that there was no obstacle at all.
To be continued...