Seventh Hundred and Ninety-Ninth Chapter: Changes

Thanks to the popularity of learning to drive in college, he also joined the trend and signed up with his classmates. He never expected that the first time he would touch a steering wheel after leaving driving school would be in a dream.

"Your Majesty, what exactly is that monster?" Faldi asked weakly, "Can a Fallen also possess such power? Its own magic power has been greatly enhanced in a short period of time, which is theoretically impossible."

When dodging the first magic impact, she and Tongen were the most affected, and even half of her beautiful violet curls were gone. Fortunately, however, none of the injuries were fatal, basically avoiding the head and torso. In other words, when faced with chaotic magic power like a blade, she chose the most appropriate dodge method—a witch whose abilities don't entirely belong to the battle type can also perform like this, it must be said that the survivors of Taqila are all experienced warriors.

It was also thanks to this that the first exploration operation did not end in failure. Although he didn't know what the consequences of dying in a dream would be, Roland hoped that there would never be a day to verify this question.

"Has the Association never encountered similar abilities?"

"Of course... the so-called backlash is caused by the damage of magic to the body," Faldi gasped for breath, "If a witch constantly practices to increase the storage of magic power, the body will also adapt to this damage, and the recovery speed will not fall behind too much. Whether it is us, devils, or those hybrid evil beasts, we can only slowly improve our own magic power level."

So that's how it is, Roland thought. It was the first time she had seen a ** life purely composed of magic power. Or rather, her conscious life forms should all have flesh and blood, so when encountering this kind of unprecedented enemy, she naturally felt unable to understand it.

He himself did not have such doubts. From the moment the monster actively revealed its jelly-like translucent body, he had regarded the other party as a spirit or elemental creature, constructed of magic power itself, and naturally would not be harmed by magic power.

However, this kind of question is not easy to explain, and the guess may not be correct, especially when the languang in its body occupies the wind. It remains to be seen whether that obviously declining emotion and sanity can be classified as a life form. Roland finally just shook his head, "I don't even know what it is, but one thing is certain, it is definitely not a Fallen."

"Are there many such monsters in the dream world?" Ling, the smallest of the group, still seemed to have lingering fears, "When the shadow in the room was covered by that black and red nothingness, I felt as if my whole body was frozen, as if something extremely terrible was watching me—I swear, even facing high-level devils wasn't so terrible."

"I think there definitely won't be too many, otherwise the dream world would have been occupied by them long ago," Roland comforted. Invaders cannot be harmed by ordinary force, and can only be dealt with by the Martial Arts Association, but facing such a monster, I'm afraid even a dozen or twenty martial artists together might not be able to win. If the number is still large, the Association should be destroyed.

Now that he thinks about it, he can be sure that what Garcia said about "external erosion" is inseparable from the Red Moon. The tentacles extended from that nothingness are exactly the same as the scene he saw in the Divine Domain.

It's just, why is the Red Moon eroding the dream? Shouldn't this world be a part of the Red Moon... Who will be the master of the monster's mouth, is it the deity itself or the source of magic power? If it really rejects the dream world so much, why does it remain silent when he connects with the Divine Relic?

In addition, the "Bottomless Realm" mentioned by the monster at the end also made Roland particularly concerned. Probably because of language assimilation, the structure of this word is quite consistent with the Dawn Realm—this suffix will only appear when specifically referring to the entire continent. Although the meaning of Divine Realm is similar, the expression used is different.

If the Red Moon has been watching the real world because of the War of Divine Will, will the content it reveals also be the same as what he understands, referring to a continent located in reality?

These questions can only be left to the explorers to answer.

Of course, not all witches were pondering the great battle that had just taken place. Filis, sitting in the passenger seat, completely left the solemn mood after the battle behind. She showed great interest in manipulating this luxury car—because there were outsiders present when taking a taxi before, she always kept silent as instructed, and now she could no longer restrain her vigorous curiosity, staring at Roland without blinking, as if she wanted to memorize every action of his.

"You want to learn how to drive?" Roland put the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind behind him and asked her with a smile.

Filis nodded immediately.

"Then we have to do a few more jobs," he took the opportunity to lure, "Then you can not only enjoy different delicacies every day, but also have independent bedrooms and private cars."

"Are there things that taste better than KFC and hot pot?" Faldi interjected.

"That's just entry-level stuff. When you have money, you'll find that even if you eat non-stop every day, it's impossible to taste all the delicacies in this world."

Even without looking back, Roland could feel the scorching gaze cast by several witches behind him.

"Then let's go to the next one after Tongen recovers from her injury. I've already marked its location." Faldi's voice was still not loud, but the sense of weakness suddenly diminished a lot.

"I'm fine, I can set off after recovering my magic power tomorrow," the petite Tongen was even more active, "This injury is not a problem."

Even Ling, who had been a little scared, was moved by this lure. Although she didn't agree with everyone, the look reflected in the rearview mirror was shining.

Roland couldn't help but feel emotional, it turned out that boosting morale was such a simple thing.

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In order to avoid the police coming to his door, he didn't drive the car directly into Tongzi Street, but stopped it next to the construction site of the Sanye Group. That area was still under demolition, basically a surveillance blind spot, and he could calmly return to the rented warehouse by a small road.

After that, it was time to check the spoils.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much cash stored in the safe, only about 100,000 in total. There were quite a few jewelry, but the results were either jade or jewelry, and there was no certainty as to how much they were worth. Unexpectedly, he also found a lot of solidified natural force. It was because these things, which were not large but were particularly heavy, were stuffed full that he had the illusion that the trip was quite fruitful.

Do these guys not use banknotes for transactions now, and instead use natural force as an equivalent currency?

When Roland returned to 0827, it was already 11:30 in the evening. He quietly opened the door, only to find that the lights in the living room were still on. Jieluo was lying on the coffee table, her curved back rising and falling slightly, as if she had entered a dream. In front of the little girl were also a stack of notebooks and a pencil case, obviously she had been reviewing her homework while waiting for him to come back.

Although the two were only tenants and landlords, they now faintly had the feeling of a family. Looking at this scene, a touch of softness could not help but appear in Roland's heart.

He walked forward and gently picked up Jieluo, put her back on the bed in the bedroom, then took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.

That's right, there are textbooks.

If she forgets to bring her textbook to class tomorrow, she will definitely complain about herself again.

Roland smiled and shook his head, and took the books on the coffee table together, stacked them neatly on Jieluo's desk. At this moment, the black bold characters on the cover of the textbook caught his attention.

《Elementary Olympiad Math》.

This is an extracurricular subject that looks high-end but is particularly impractical. He remembered that he was not very interested in mathematics in junior high school, and at that time he thought that Olympiad Math was an upgraded version of mathematics, so he kept his distance and would rather learn sketching and calligraphy during the summer vacation than participate in the Olympiad Math class held in the school. Therefore, it is naturally impossible to know what this course is about.

However, he just saw that the textbook was not blank.

Roland felt his breathing suddenly quicken.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened the first page of the textbook.

The neatly arranged example questions and Jieluo's delicate handwriting were reflected in his eyes.