Diablo Destruction

"Of course, I'd love to!!"

I made no secret of my desire for power and replied loudly and excitedly, believing that no one would hesitate at all in the face of such an opportunity, unless he was an idiot.

"Okay, okay, okay." Tarasha seemed to be very excited, saying three good words in a row, and then suddenly sighed.

"It's a pity that your profession is not a wizard, but anyway, a druid is half a mage, and it is better than a barbarian. My child, before I teach you, let me ask a few questions. Have you heard of soul magic? "

"I've heard of it. It's said to be magic created by the Horadric clan. Unfortunately, after the Horadric clan lost its trace, the information on soul magic also disappeared. Farah, the president of the Magic Guild in Rogge's camp, once studied it. I also learned about this kind of magic from him.”

"Well, you are right. Soul Magic was indeed created by my Horadric clan. So, can you tell me what you know about Soul Magic?"

"It should be magic that works on the soul, such as soothing, disturbing, striking, or even controlling, annihilating, etc. the soul."

I answered hesitantly, no doubt, if this is the case, soul magic is absolutely terrifying. It bypasses physical defenses, ignores spell resistance, and directly attacks the most vulnerable souls. Just imagining this makes me feel a wave of fear. A chill went straight into my heart.

"Wrong, that's not the case. At least the soul magic of the Horadric clan is not like this." Unexpectedly, Tarasha shook his head and rejected it.

"It seems that the world has a lot of misunderstandings about our soul magic. But it's no wonder, because our soul magic has never been shown to outsiders. Perhaps, it should be said that it cannot be shown to outsiders."

I stared at Tarasha with wide eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Because the soul magic of our family is not as terrifying as you said. It has no offensive ability at all. It acts on oneself rather than outsiders. Therefore, it is more appropriate to say it is an ability than a kind of magic. ——The ability to explore one’s own soul.”

"I still don't quite understand." I scratched my head and said embarrassedly.

"Hey! It seems that magic has really declined."

Seeing my confused look, Tarasha let out a long sigh. Even though I'm thick-skinned, I can't help but blush - it's not that magic has declined, it's that my foundation is weak.

"This has to start with soul analysis. Why can we, as job transferees, learn magic when we reach a certain level? Where does magic come from and what is its principle? For a long time, those great mages Were they all thinking about these issues? In the end, they finally understood that in fact, all of this was God's means.

God creates rules. In fact, part of the so-called job transfer ceremony is to imprint the magic circle directly into the human soul. When the adventurer reaches a certain level, the corresponding magic circle will be activated. As long as mana is consumed, the magic circle in the soul can be activated, and then the corresponding magic can be formed. In fact, the owner who created the Horadric Cube was also inspired by this principle, and finally created the Horadric Cube - he carved the alchemical formula into the cube, and as long as the corresponding materials were added, the cube could combine them into The corresponding items are, in principle, the same. "

I suddenly realized that if the human body is compared to a computer, then the soul is the operating system. The magic array carved into the ground is to run the software, and the mana is the power supply. As long as there is electricity, the software can realize the corresponding functions through various instructions. The reason is that simple.

Seeing my understanding look, Tarasha's eyes flashed with relief.

"So, the soul magic of our Horadric clan is actually an exploration of our own souls. Through this exploration, we can more truly understand the principles and formation process of magic, and it is easier to optimize and transform it. We can even create new Magic, soul magic is a shortcut for mages to become stronger, and it is the secret of the power of our Horadric clan. As for the soul magic you mentioned..."

Tarasha shook his head and looked at me seriously: "Let the magic president give up his research. The soul is God's forbidden area. Allowing us to explore on our own is the maximum limit. If we want to further study the soul magic of others, , it is not impossible, if he thinks he has the strength to compete with God."

My heart tightened. It seems that next time I return to Rogge Camp, I have to have a good talk with Farah and persuade him to give up. Can he compete with the power of God? To put it ten thousand steps back, even if you can really reach that level of strength, soul magic will become insignificant by then.

"Is Lord Tarasha planning to teach me soul magic?"

"Yes, soul magic was originally the secret of our Horadric clan and was never spread to the outside world, but now there is nothing we can do about it."

"Why not spread the news? It would be understandable if it were peacetime, but now, wouldn't it be better to have more strength?" I muttered dissatisfied, puzzled by the Horadric clan's self-preserving behavior.

"Hey, it's not exactly what you imagine, because the way of teaching soul magic is somewhat special. It must go through a soul inheritance method. The teacher directly instills the soul of the person being taught. Each person in the inheritance will teach the soul. It causes huge damage to the soul of the person. Generally speaking, each person can only teach it once, and even the best can only pass it on three or two times. Therefore, even the tribesmen with mediocre qualifications cannot be passed on, so how can they be outsiders."

Tarasha's explanation immediately dispelled the doubts and dissatisfaction in my heart. It seemed that I was judging others with my villain's heart.

After explaining some relevant matters, Tarasha's face became solemn.

"Kid, are you ready?"

"Yes, you can start anytime."

I sat down according to Tarasha's instructions, closed my eyes, and slowly relaxed my mind.

Small streams of warmth began to penetrate from all over my body, and then slowly gathered into the depths of my consciousness. They contained a large amount of information and poured into my brain. I could not bear the crowding of so much energy, and my brain was pounding. There was a loud bang. His eyes darkened and he fell unconscious.

"Well……!!"

The first reaction after waking up was to cover my head with a splitting headache. Damn, what kind of ghost ritual is this? If my endurance is slightly weaker, then my life will not be over?

When I raised my head and saw Tarasha, I couldn't help but be surprised. Just now, Tarasha was just like a human being. At this time, there was only a faint shadow left, and the body seemed to be blown away like mist. It may be that the inheritance ceremony consumed most of his energy. My original complaint suddenly turned into guilt.

"Kid, don't worry, this is just my consciousness." Seeing the guilty look on my face, Taraxia said with a smile, not only the body. Even the sound feels a little ethereal.

"Calm down and experience the function of soul magic."

Tarasha said this and breathed a sigh of relief. This inheritance ceremony was extremely thrilling. Even he did not expect that it would be much more difficult to pass on non-wizard professions (actually, someone is special). I almost ran out of energy, but luckily I finally finished it at the last minute.

While Tarasha breathed a sigh of relief, I entered a meditative state and felt earth-shaking changes.

In the space of consciousness, he is in a void. In front of me is a vortex of light. This light seems to have some kind of connection with me. I can even feel that this huge light is contracting and beating in sync with my heart. I thought about it, but I still don’t understand what’s going on. As soon as this happened, I was frightened and inexplicably sucked into this ball of light, and merged into it in an instant. I saw something unbelievable - a light group composed of countless light points. Each light point represented a message, or a sentence, or a picture. Each message was so familiar, Even unforgettable.

At this moment, I suddenly had a clear understanding in my heart, this ball of light. Probably his own soul.

I do not know how long it has been. I opened my eyes and exhaled slowly. I witnessed with my own eyes many memories that were buried deep in my heart, and some things that I thought had been vaguely forgotten were also recalled again. At this time, I felt a lot of emotions and my heart was churning.

"Amazing……"

I really don’t know how to describe that feeling, I can only sigh from the bottom of my heart.

"When I was just inherited, I was about the same as you. The ancestor who invented soul magic was the greatest magician." At this time, Tarasha, who was as powerful as a god in the minds of many people, had a look in his eyes. Also full of yearning.

"Child, I have taught you soul magic. I hope you can make good use of it to train yourself and don't let me live up to my expectations of you."

"Thank you, Lord Tarasha, I will definitely work hard and I will never let you down."

He bowed deeply to Tarasha and accepted Tarasha's inheritance. He could probably be regarded as half of his disciples. The value of soul magic was not inferior to the bug amulet.

"Okay, very good." Tarasha's beard trembled with excitement, and his old eyes couldn't help but be covered with tears. His body became thinner and thinner, and even his outline was blurred.

"Soul magic is the only key to unlocking the Horadric Cube. With it, you can operate the cube. Okay, kid, I don't have much time left. These are some of the magic I have developed over the years. Take what you have learned." As he said that, several thick scrolls flew out of the sarcophagus and moved into my hand.

"Without the support of my strength, this secret room will collapse soon. Take these scrolls with you, child. I will wait for your arrival in the third world." After saying that, without waiting for me to say anything, he smiled slightly. , the figure suddenly turned into thousands of light particles, gradually dissipating in the air, leaving me alone holding a large pile of scrolls.

The moment Tarasha disappeared, the secret room shook violently, a large amount of dust fell from the ceiling, and the hard stone floor began to crack. I was shocked and woke up, thinking of what Tarasha had just said. , hurriedly put away the precious scroll in his hand, and rushed out before the secret room collapsed.

Not far away, the secret door behind him suddenly closed, followed by a continuous dull roar, and even the Temple of Death began to vibrate slightly. This situation lasted for more than ten seconds before it calmed down, looking at the smooth and discernible wall. , if it weren’t for the extra scrolls in the space column and the mysterious feeling after getting the soul magic, maybe I would just regard it as a dream.