Chapter 337: Chapter 286: Hidden Enemy of the Faser Gods?
"Sir, I..."
The staff member suddenly panicked, "You shouldn’t..."
"It’s fine, this is what you deserve." A sudden grayish light burst forth from Lin Ke’s eyes.
Level Five Skill—Banshee’s Charm!
Lin Ke was only level ten, so the highest he could use were level five skills or magic.
This Banshee’s Charm originated from a book Rica gave him, "Banshee Skills Compendium," a variant of the magic "Soul Control" from the Banshee clan.
Proficiency in skills never hurts.
Lin Ke learned many such skills and magic to handle such situations.
"Take me there. Is there a wind mage?" Lin Ke asked softly.
Fortunately, the fluctuation from the skill was much less than magic, so not many people noticed.
It was around eight or nine in the evening when Lin Ke followed the staff to the left wing of the Red Sack Bird, with thick quills above their heads.
At that time, someone was already on top of the quills, meditating with connected magic.
Seeing Lin Ke arrive, the middle-aged Faser person opened his eyes and glanced at him.
Seeing Lin Ke so young, he closed his eyes again.
Lin Ke didn’t mind, whispering to the staff beside him, "You’ll forget anything unusual about me."
With that, Lin Ke leaped up onto the quills.
He tried to insert his magic link, expecting failure since people in avatars use consciousness transfer.
However, when Lin Ke connected, he sensed a faint consciousness.
So he infused it with the power of the [Scholar], about the amount of a level two magic before it stopped absorbing.
But the faint consciousness didn’t push back; instead, it signaled for him to connect over.
Lin Ke considered it and decided to extend his consciousness over.
"That kid saluted a commoner, seems like a wild mage."
"Hmph, these low-level wild mages drag down our level."
"I bet it’s his first time flying on a Red Sack Bird; many wild mages can only walk."
"I wonder if he’s ever connected to a Red Sack Bird."
"Shh, stop talking, I think he’s coming..."
Several voices entered Lin Ke’s consciousness.
It was a peculiar feeling, like listening to people talking outside a room door.
He couldn’t see them but could distinguish each voice and join the conversation.
Though, those people seemed quite malevolent?
Wild Mage?
"Hello everyone." Lin Ke attempted to speak but felt his voice was... a bit loud?
"What a noisy guy!"
"This is the esteemed Mage Lord!"
"Such a powerful consciousness..."
Simultaneously, the previously docile Red Sack Bird let out a painful wail, flapping its wings forcefully, as if uncomfortable.
"My lord, my lord! Please stop!"
Then the voice of the Red Sack Bird’s owner came in, slightly panicked, "Esteemed Mage Lord, you’re too powerful! Please restrain your consciousness!"
Seeing this, Lin Ke understood and divided his consciousness further, only letting a small wisp flow over.
Only then did the Red Sack Bird stop its wailing.
So amazing... Lin Ke couldn’t help but marvel internally.
This Red Sack Bird was like a LAN, and they were like users!
Through the Red Sack Bird, they could achieve LAN chatting!
This made Lin Ke more determined to grasp this plane of Faser.
To know, Naseng hasn’t even achieved chat software yet!
"Esteemed wild... Mage Lord, might I ask which school you’re from? I am from Forest Fire, level three mage Andor."
At this time, a somewhat jumpy consciousness "knocked" on Lin Ke’s door.
Lin Ke thought for a moment and connected, "Hello, I’m a wild mage, a wild mage."
His voice was tinged with self-deprecation.
He noticed that a mage seemed to look down on wild mages, so why not use it?
Self-taught, without a mentor, independently accomplished.
"Wild mage?! Impossible!" Andor exclaimed in disbelief, "Esteemed Sir, you seem as powerful as my master’s teacher, who’s an esteemed level eight Great Mage!"
Level eight... Great Mage?
"Ha, level eight? You know our rank, right?" Lin Ke chuckled to himself, seeming to vent his frustration.
"I do, every apprentice knows; level five is a threshold, level six is a Great Mage, level seven is a Mage, level eight is a Great Mage, levels nine and ten are legendary across the continent!"
Saying this, Andor speculated: Maybe Mr. Buck has a complicated past? But Mr. Buck’s voice sounds as young as mine...
"Great Mage... ha, Great Mage..." Lin Ke’s voice was filled with five parts melancholy, three parts resentment, and two parts helplessness, "Forget it, let’s not talk about this, what do you need?"
"Well... it’s just..." Andor originally came to seek advice and exchange ideas, but hearing Lin Ke was a wild mage, he was tempted and said:
"Mr. Buck, are you really determined not to join any school? I mean, even if a school offers you abundant and inexhaustible magic power, you won’t join?"
"Hmm... I currently don’t want to join." Lin Ke was just trying to figure out some information to carry out his plan and wanted to avoid trouble for now.
"That’s a pity. Does Lin Ke Sir want to join the temple in the future? Sigh, becoming a divine follower is indeed good, but I thought you and that group were different, Mr. Buck."
Andor’s voice grew lower, seemingly about to "log off" in Lin Ke’s perception.
But Lin Ke suddenly realized the key point.
So he called out to Andor, asking calmly, "Why do you think I’m different from that group?"
"Intuition," Andor said, "Mr. Buck hasn’t joined any school until now, I think you have reasons, but I also thought of many predecessors’ choices..."
"Sigh, there’s no choice! After becoming a legend, no one can break through, only by joining the gods’ side do they have a chance to break through."
"But why must we become divine followers and obtain the Sky God’s favor to gain faith power? Why do we, who study magic secrets our whole life, need to rely on faith power to advance..."
As Andor spoke, his voice dropped again.
Breakthrough... Mages and warriors here struggle to break through?
At what level is the breakthrough?
Why is it difficult to break through?
Lin Ke suddenly discovered that this plane wasn’t entirely god-controlled!
Mages... seem to be hidden enemies of the gods, just lacking an opportunity...
"Do you know my level?" Lin Ke interrupted the chatty Andor, his voice filled with desolation, "I’m... level ten..."
"Level ten?! May the magic bless, Mr. Buck has reached the legendary limit?!"