Witch Monastery

Taking a bite of the elf dry food in his hand, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he felt the taste in it almost fade away.

No wonder Kasa kept eating all day after arriving at Libel Harbor. If I had to eat this kind of pure dry food without any taste for a few years, I would definitely not be able to stand it...

But even though he complained, he knew that the elves were always like this, so he didn't really start to be picky about food. After finishing all the elven dry food in his hand, the moon elves arranged a room for them to rest.

After walking up the spiral staircase, Hawthorne realized that the ship actually had six floors. Except for the top floor which was used for rest, the other floors were all used for entertainment and relaxation: such as artificial hot springs, massage rooms, training grounds, and study rooms.

This made Hawthorne sigh at the elves' extravagance. Afterwards, he declined the moon elves' plan to entertain him further. Annuo and others went to the bathroom to take a bath first, while he returned to his room to deal with things related to his own level.

The silver dragon lich gave him 18,000 purification points in one breath. Since the purification was not complete, the Death Knight only got a few points, only 12,000 in total.

But fortunately, this added up to a huge amount of 30,000 points. The 30,000 points needed to upgrade from level 14 to level 15 were enough at this moment!

So now is the time to upgrade.

Taking a deep breath, Hawthorne stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the light screen in front of him.

Then, warm white light enveloped his body, infusing him with new magical power.

After a moment, the light dissipated, and when he opened the panel, he saw that his level had been raised to fifteen.

The first was the increase in his mana from eighty-three to ninety-four, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and feel that the pressure in his heart was lessened.

Although this amount seems to be a lot, at the moment, especially after the fierce battle with the Death Knight, he couldn't help feeling a deep anxiety in his heart.

After all, the guy was holding a divine weapon made by the Lord of the Abyss, which could ignore the protection provided by the "Galeon's Legacy". He had to use the shield technique to block every sword swung by the opponent - and even with this, the opponent could drain the protection provided by the five rings of false life on his body, leaving a wound on his body.

In other words, he needs to use a first-level spell and a fifth-level spell, a total of nine mana points, to block the sword of the artifact.

In high-end duels, Hawthorne has to add magic slash to almost every attack, and also save mana to use spells such as Tasha's extraordinary form.

In other words, before, in a duel with a powerful enemy like the Fallen Prince, he could only fight with him for about six rounds at most. If he couldn't resolve the battle, he would lose his combat effectiveness due to running out of mana!

The eleven mana points provided by this upgrade slightly increased his endurance.

In addition to this, a more obvious improvement is that he has mastered the ability to cast eight-ring spells, as well as a brand new eight-ring spell.

Create Demiplane: You create a vaguely shaped doorway. Behind the doorway is a spherical space by default. This is the demiplane you created. You can change its shape and size as you like, but its maximum size is related to your spellcasting key attribute. You can close this door at any time. When you cast the spell again, you can create a new demiplane or connect to an old one.

Create a demiplane!

I don’t know if it’s because Hawthorne has already mastered an independent and complete little world, but this upgrade actually allowed him to obtain this spell.

He couldn't help but feel a little excited, even though this spell didn't directly help improve his current combat power and couldn't compare to simple and clear spells like Anti-Magic Field, Monster Control, Law Shock, and Sunburst.

However, all of the above spells are likely to be gradually eliminated as the enemy becomes stronger. Only by creating a demiplane, the potential of this spell is unlimited!

Because this is a spell that is very suitable for performing many cool operations!

You can prepare anything you want in this demiplane in advance, and then suddenly open it at the critical moment of the battle and release what's inside!

For example, the simplest one is to fill it with explosives, and then suddenly open the exit of the demiplane above the enemy's head during a battle, and then a fireball hits it to detonate all the bombs!

For another example, a slightly more complicated one is to lure the enemy in, then end the spell immediately, dissolve the demiplane, and let the enemy drift directly in the turbulence of space, and finally fall into the boundless starry sky. If you don't know the spell "Teleport", don't even think about coming back!

For example, find a way to hide a few elite troops in the demiplane...

Many strange thoughts popped up in Hawthorne's mind, and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and let out a series of evil laughs.

I just don't know how big this demiplane is.

In the game, the size of the created demiplane is actually fixed, a cube space with a side length of ten meters.

After all, the game has to consider balance, so many spells with extremely high quality and powerful functionality, such as Time Stop, Invincibility, Taotie Void, Time Ravage, etc., have been rendered useless.

But this is the real world.

So, he was very curious. Since the system described that the size of the demiplane was linked to his key attribute of spellcasting, how big a demiplane could he create with his 20 points of charisma?

Since he had nothing to do now and was free anyway, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and chanted a spell. A blurry door appeared in front of him, and then he stepped forward.

It was as if he had crossed a barrier, and soon he came to a completely new space.

This space was spherical, surrounded by dark walls, without a single ray of light. Hawthorne cast the "light spell" to illuminate the surroundings, looked carefully for a while, and nodded slowly.

Well, a spherical space with a radius of about ten meters?

Very good, in terms of volume, it is probably more than four times the size of the one in the game!

This means that there is room for more explosives and more people, making it easier for you to perform more wonderful tricks!

He let out a long sigh, and the gloom in his heart caused by the arrival of Orcus had basically dissipated.

It is true that stronger enemies keep appearing, but I am also getting stronger!

One day, I will go into the bottomless abyss and purify the bodies of these abyss lords!

He thought so with joy, then exited the demiplane and returned to his room.

He then tidied his clothes in the room and went outside the room to the corridor that looked like the corridor of a luxury hotel, preparing to take a shower and change clothes.

After all, the living conditions during the time he was in Borneo were just that, and the customs in Borneo were not very hygienic, so even his bathing was very makeshift and not very satisfying.

Now that he knew there was a hot spring on the moon elves' boat, he naturally wanted to enjoy it.

He was walking down the corridor holding his things, heading towards the hot spring. At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?"

Ok?

Hawthorne turned his head back in surprise and saw that the old silver dragon lady Wadgit had been standing behind him without him knowing when.

Chapter 717: Silver Dragon’s Gift

The moment he saw Wadgit, Hawthorne's expression was slightly surprised: "You are also on the boat? You haven't left yet?"

The old lady looked at him with a smile, and every wrinkle on her face was full of kindness: "Why, I can't be here?"

Hawthorne shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, of course not. I'm just surprised that you didn't go back."

After breaking the ice, Wadgit flew away on her own. There were also flying units among the undead present, and if she stayed any longer, she would be outnumbered and afraid of being besieged.

Hawthorne thought she would just leave and go back to the elephant people's camp, disguising herself as a harmless Sein noble.

He never expected that the other party would also come to this small boat.

"They don't need me over there. Although those two little guys are arrogant, they can handle the battlefield over there." Wadjit smiled, referring to the two elephant men, Sharma and Wang Du. "And the deal between you and me has not been completely completed, right?"

Hawthorne was slightly startled: "Ah?"

He couldn't figure out what kind of deal there was between him and this silver dragon.

"Thank you for your efforts, Earl Hawthorne." Waldgit put away her smile. She walked towards him with a serious look and said, "This is not only because you freed a noble silver dragon, my old friend, from pain and shame and let him sleep peacefully as he deserves, but also because your actions saved countless innocent lives."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, put the index finger of her right hand into her mouth, and gently bit it with her front teeth.

"Keep your head down," she continued.

Hawthorne lowered his head obediently, his heart pounding with excitement.

Is this a reward for me?

You didn’t mention this before?

Hiss...a pleasant surprise!

He really didn't expect this. After all, the deal he had discussed with Wadgit was that she would send her group to the battlefield, and then he would help purify the silver dragon lich, and that was it.

And during this process, Wadjit did not stand idly by, she also participated in the battle and made great efforts, so this deal should be fair.

The latter did not think so. She believed that the moon elves were her allies and it was her duty to support them, and it was natural for her to take Hawthorne and others along as well.

As for the task she had asked Hawthorne to do, she had not told him the remuneration beforehand due to the urgency of the situation, but now that everything was over, she naturally had to make it up to him.

When Hawthorne lowered his head, Waldgit's fingers touched his forehead. The red but slightly cold dragon blood condensed between his eyebrows, and then infinite magic power poured into his body, transforming his body and making his physique stronger.

Then, his

In my mind, the system prompt sounded: "You have received a supernatural gift: the Silver Dragon Gift."

Hawthorne's mind moved, and then the system's light screen appeared in front of him, and the effect of the newly acquired supernatural gift was clearly written on it.

Silver Dragon Gift: Your Constitution attribute increases by 1 point. You gain resistance to cold damage. You can open a pair of illusory magic dragon wings from behind to protect you and all creatures within a certain range around you. The range, strength and number of uses of the protection are all related to your Charisma attribute.

Looking at the description above, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

What a powerful blessing!

Physical fitness +1 is a real improvement, needless to say; the resistance to freezing damage means that from now on he will no longer be afraid of the cold, and even if he tries swimming in the North and South Poles, he will be able to swim the entire journey without any pressure!

Even when facing attacks with large range and terrifying power like the dragon breath of the silver dragon and the white dragon, he can almost ignore them by combining the absorption of elements!

It is extremely powerful!

In contrast, the last ability does not seem to be that outstanding on the surface. Of course, this is mainly due to the lack of actual combat testing. After all, every aspect of this ability is related to his charm attribute, and his charm is the highest 20 under the legendary level.

So, this ability shouldn’t be weak...right?

He was not sure. After all, this power had not yet been tested in actual combat, and he was not sure how strong its actual effect would be.

He was still thinking about this, and in front of him, Wadgit also felt that her return gift had been completed. She withdrew her hand, and her face, which had seemed energetic before, now looked a little weak, as if giving him this power was also a great consumption for her.

Hawthorne came back to his senses and said quickly: "Thank you, I will use this power well and will not disappoint your expectations."

Wadjit smiled lightly and did not comment on this. Instead, he said, "Well, now our deal is done."

"I have to go now, Earl Hawthorne. I hope we can meet again in Sayin in the future."

As she spoke, she turned around and prepared to leave. Hawthorne took a step forward and continued, "Wait a minute, ma'am, um, I wonder if you have heard our discussion about Orcus before?"

Vadegit's body visibly stiffened. She paused, turned back, and looked at him with a frown: "Ocus?"

Oh, it seems that when they were discussing, Wadjit was not on the ship yet.

Hawthorne then told her the whole story of how Orcus came to this world. The more she listened, the more Vadegit frowned, and she could hardly relax.

Her eyes were full of worry. After listening, she nodded gently: "I see. I understand. I will remind my friends to pay attention to this aspect."

As she spoke, she raised her head slightly and looked into Hawthorne's eyes. "You too, but I still have to remind you that a powerful Abyss Lord like Orcus is not comparable to the nameless guy called Monpot you dealt with before."

"Enemy of this level will be dealt with by a more powerful being. You still have a long future ahead of you, so don't waste your life just to be a hero for a moment."

Huo Sang nodded to show that he understood. After giving the instructions, Old Lady Yinlong turned around and said goodbye.

Hawthorne followed her down the stairs and walked her out to the deck.

It was already late, the earth was dark, and the moon was hanging high in the sky. The old lady transformed back into her dragon form, leaped up into the sky, and did not attract anyone's attention.

Hawthorne stood on the deck and watched her leave. He let out a long sigh only when the silver dragon completely disappeared from his sight.

Next, without rushing to take a shower, he returned to his room first to try out how effective his new power was.

……

That night, in Kasa's room.

In fact, this was originally a standard room like a hotel, but given the elves' personality and the fact that they have lived here for more than a month, Kassadin also decorated this place a little.

There weren't many details that had changed, except that she changed the bed sheets to light green, placed a furry toy bear next to the pillow at the head of the bed, and hung clover decorations on the wall, making the originally monotonous room look quite feminine.

At first glance, this rather childish room decoration is not in line with Kassadin's queenly temperament. However, if you look deeper and consider her current age, you will feel that this situation is the most reasonable.

After all, her actual age is not that old.

At this moment, Kassa, wearing only light pink pajamas with white horizontal stripes, was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees, her two white little feet together, and her plump, pearl-like toes moving up and down restlessly, as if she was nervous about something.

Her thoughts were complicated, and her mind was full of Hawthorne's figure falling from the sky in the morning.

She wanted to do something, to start something, to try something she had never done before. However, she had no experience in this area and she didn't know how to start.

At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door outside the room: "Kasha, are you asleep?"

It's her mother.

Anastasia's voice.

Chapter 718: Kaisa's First Experience (I)

Kasha was startled and quickly responded: "Already asleep!"

As she spoke, she turned over, curled up in her soft quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

But unfortunately, the next moment, the door was pushed open, and Anastasia, wearing a lavender low-necked pajamas decorated with rose patterns, exposing her proud full breasts and deep cleavage, walked into the room.

With a faint charming smile on her lips, she turned around and closed the door, then walked gently to the bed, sat down, reached out, stroked her daughter's pure white hair, and pinched her pointed ears: "Can't you sleep?"

Kasa poked her head out from under the quilt, opened her eyes, and said unhappily, "I was about to fall asleep, but you woke me up again."

This was a habitual conversation between mother and daughter. Kasha knew that her mother was naughty and liked to tease her, so she took the initiative and ruined her good mood in this way.