I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 170 The Raven's Gift, Acharas
After hearing Harry's description, everyone was surprised and said: "I didn't expect your situation to be so serious, I'm afraid you need some hallucinogenic drugs."

"You don't mean Du Ping, do you?" Harry frowned.

"Ordinary people's Du Ping is also fine, but some magical herbs are more effective. I have some seeds, and you let Ivy take them back and plant them?" Shangdu said.

"I don't want to touch that thing, is there any other way?" Harry asked.

"The end-of-life metamorphosis mainly depends on oneself to resist."

"How long?" Harry asked again.

"It depends on when you can restrain every trace of mental power. Some people will end in a month, and some people will be entangled by illusions for a lifetime."

"Illusions? But I think they are real undead." Harry asked doubtfully.

"Well, they are indeed real undead, but not ordinary undead."

After pondering for a moment, Mrs. Shangdu said again: "In the "Bible", in the records about the creation of the world, what God said to be, there will be.

What is the main difference between man and God?

Power and knowledge of the universe!
In fact, in Lingbo Prison, some powerful mages can also "follow the words" and even create a different world.

Because Limbo Hell itself is a 'dimension of thinking' beyond time and matter.

Based on this, can you, who is weaker than the god mage, also be able to "speak the law" corresponding to your strength?
So, you get it?

Those illusions, you endow the undead with 'existence'.

Or, like God, like a wizard, you have created a special world that belongs only to you, and they all stay there.

Other people are a world away from them, so only you can see them. "

"So idealistic." Harry sighed.

"Magic is an idealistic worldview."

Archimedes is being modified, and the blood diamond heart of the Duke's demon cannot be seen by the three witches.

Harley prepared a lead box and wrapped it with plant leaves that insulated from magic energy radiation.

After dealing with the blood diamond heart, she began to meditate with peace of mind, trying to restrain the divergent thinking fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness.

If she can completely control every trace of mental power, let alone drive away ghosts.

In terms of magic, she can also be greatly improved.

The control over oneself will also reach an unimaginable level.

Therefore, Harley is not only not depressed about the future, but is full of enthusiasm.

After a day of meditation, she found that the meditation effect of the "Peak of Transformation" was completely different from before.

Previously, meditation could only lead to greater concentration.

Reading novels and watching TV, even though you are leisurely, you still feel tired.

But for 10 minutes between classes, if you close your eyes and empty your mind, even if you don't sleep, you will be more energetic.

The effect of meditation is better than emptying the brain, but there is not much essential difference.

Now, for the first time, she felt the mystery of meditation—she could "see" her own sea of ​​consciousness, which was like a universe.

At this time, there are countless chaotic planets in the universe-every thought of her.

Entering a meditative state, she can control the movement of the planet - control a thought.

Let multiple planets form a system - gather scattered thoughts.

Fantastic.

The next day, Harry went to Mrs. Shangdu's place.

"Madam, I found that several sets of meditation methods have different effects on constricting spiritual power.

For example, for the spiritual power of a certain area of ​​the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the efficiency of Tantric meditation is high, and the efficiency of the wizard group is low.

But in another area, the efficiency has changed again, and the efficiency of the wizard group may be higher. "

Shang Du nodded and said: "This is normal, meditation is a way to exercise mental power.

For example, physical exercises, some exercises are aimed at the chest muscles, some are aimed at the abdominal muscles, some are for strength, and some are for speed.

Meditation methods also have their own emphasis on spiritual exercise.

Therefore, for ordinary mages, meditation has always been more beneficial.

After becoming a great magician, with richer experience and more mature magic skills, he will choose the most effective ones from the many meditation methods.

Some magic masters can also create their own unique meditation methods, just like martial arts masters create their own martial arts schools. "

Then, without waiting for Harry to ask, Shangdu sent her 20 sets of the most common meditation methods.

With the gift from Shangdu, Harley became more efficient.

She is confident that all thoughts will be restrained within three months.

After a month passed day by day, the number of ghosts around her decreased by one-third.

The practice effect is very good.

During the period, she also went to the water tower and signed for the newly remodeled Archimedes spaceship of the three witches—full of patches and rivets, rusty, and the parts jingled when shaken.

Although the appearance is a bit frustrating, the new Aki has a very powerful function: flight in Limbo.

Once Harry pours the magic power of hell into the engine, he can turn on the ghost engine, "swoosh", and jump into the shadow world with the whole spaceship.

It's a pity, let alone the magic power of hell, Harley doesn't even have ordinary magic power.

At this time, she didn't have the energy and mood to study alternatives to the magic power of hell.

Throwing the heart of Earl Marie of Hungary to the three witches, she continued her previous practice.

Before I knew it, it was winter, mid-December, midnight, in the meditation room of the glass attic.

Harry opened his eyes, looked at the last undead in front of him with a complicated expression, and said, "Andy, why are you still refusing to leave?"

"I'm different from them. In addition to the ideological connection, there is also a blood bond between us. You know, I was the first person you pulled here."

Andy's smile was ugly and scary.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "At Gotham Cathedral that day, I suddenly had a chill on my back, and felt someone was spying on me. Is that person you?"

Andy laughed and said, "That's right, you were terrified and didn't sleep well all night."

"Why is my calf black and blue? Are you playing tricks?" Harry said lightly.

"Look at me." He pointed to his face.

Andy's bruised and swollen cheeks were covered with a faint hoarfrost, and the "air" he exhaled also contained tiny icicles.

"I'm cold, but you are my daughter, I'm not a pervert, I can't sleep next to your body, I can only hug your legs to keep warm."

Harry sighed and said, "Can you leave by yourself?"

"Don't say I don't know how to go back, even if I know, I won't go! I want to be with you forever, hell is too bitter." Andy cried.

While shouting, he squatted down and hugged her calf again.

Harry frowned, subconsciously trying his best to restrain his mental power.

This is the first time after she subdued her last thought, she let her spiritual power collapse a little towards the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's like a black hole appears in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, sucking in all the dissipated spiritual power.

All thoughts are one, all thoughts are one point.

The process went smoothly, every wave of mental fluctuations was a thought, and every thought was like an obedient soldier.

The moment they got together, Harry's heart felt hot, as if a strange power was generated from his blood.

But before she could comprehend it carefully, the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Oh no—" Andy howled and disappeared into the distance as if he had been hit by Shenluo Tianzheng.

The holy voice of heaven, the wailing of the undead from hell, and the sound of chanting spells with unknown meanings rang in Harry's ears at the same time.

It's like a dream, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake.

Feeling the mysterious power in his heart, Harry's face showed joy and intoxication, and he almost ignored the voice in his ears.

"Cuck!"

The explosive cry of crows suddenly resounded through the sea of ​​consciousness, and Harry woke up suddenly.

In an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness shines brightly.

The majestic and majestic silver mo power appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness out of thin air, and turned into a huge crow, before Harry could react, it flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness and rushed out of the eyebrows.

At this moment, time slows down countless times.

Harry "saw" a big silver crow poking out from between his eyebrows, and the crow's beak pecked forward lightly.

"Boom!"

The invisible air rippled with transparent ripples, and the holy six-pointed star representing heaven appeared between the eyebrows and shattered under the crow's mouth.

"Boom!"

The bloody pentagram representing hell appeared between the eyebrows and shattered under the crow's mouth.

The next one that appeared in front of Harley was a strong old woman with a height of two meters!
The old woman wears a robe in the style of ancient Greece, and wears a golden March forehead on her head-two crescents sandwiching a full moon, three moons.

The old woman showed a ferocious smile on her old face, holding a red-hot soldering iron - the soldering iron is also the symbol of March, and pressed it straight to the center of Harry's eyebrows.

It's like the master stamping his mark on a newborn animal.

Harry couldn't see them at first.

When the raven, the embodiment of silver power, pecked at it with its sharp beak.
When Harry saw it, the crow's beak hit the iron, and the crow's head shattered like porcelain. The old woman's expression remained the same, but she froze, and continued to press the iron.

But at the moment when the old woman froze, the mutation happened again.

The silver raven's head was shattered, but the body was still there.

The remnant body turned into a coat, starting from Harley's forehead, and quickly wrapped her whole body.

Then, she disappeared.

Disappears in the meditation room.

The old woman still grinned grimly, her expression remained unchanged, and her figure slowly disappeared like a phantom.

"Pfft!"

Harry felt his eyes go dark, he squatted down, and fell to the cold stone floor.

"what happened?"

As soon as this idea came up, the only remaining silver light on her body gathered together and turned into a raven again.

"Harry, it's me."

"Rachel?" Harry asked in surprise, "Before you left that day, you once pecked between my eyebrows. Are you leaving a spiritual imprint?"

"After the power is activated, I can't stay for too long, don't talk, run up, follow me."

After speaking, the silver raven spread its wings and took flight.

Although Harley was full of doubts, she believed that Rachel would not harm her, so she really ran at the fastest speed.

While running, she turned her head and looked around.

The more I watched, the more shocked I became.

She seems to have come to outer space.

In the cold and dark void, there are countless meteorites of different sizes floating.

These meteorites should have come from the same continent, because there are dilapidated temples, squares, ancient buildings, streets, and gardens on the meteorites.
It is the remains of the same city.

Now, she is running on a square with a jade floor.

Rocks, debris and corpses can be seen everywhere on the ground.

The corpse wasn't even completely decomposed, and a faint stench could still be smelled after approaching it.

The costumes of the corpses are quite different from those of the modern Earthlings. There are armors, robes, swords, and magic wands inlaid with crystal balls.

Harry could imagine that there had been a brutal massacre here.

Not a war, but a massacre.

Because judging by the clothes and armor, all the corpses belong to the same camp.

"How did this get past?"

After running across the square, along the stairs at the end of the square, and climbing hundreds of steps, Harry had nowhere to go.

"It's almost weightless here, you can jump over it!" Raven shouted over another meteorite.

Harry really wanted to say that the gravity is obviously similar to that of the earth.

But she unintentionally kicked a few small stones off the cliff, and they all floated forward like weightless.

Is it possible to feel gravity only by standing on a meteorite?
Thinking this way in her heart, she had already taken a leap of faith.

Sure enough, almost weightless, she floated for 50 meters and landed steadily on the meteorite opposite.

After following the raven for about five or six kilometers, Harley saw a well-preserved statue of a goddess on the ninth meteorite, which was about [-] meters in radius.

The raven turned into a stream of silver light and disappeared between the eyebrows of the sapphire statue.

"Welcome to Acharas, Harley," said the idol.

(End of this chapter)