Dickens looked at Chen Zhui in surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect that a junior magician could actually think of this level.

"Actually, magicians are not all long-range attacks!" Dickens explained.

"What! Is there such a thing?" Chen Zhui was surprised when he heard this. This indeed subverted his understanding of the magician profession.

"Yes! In fact, magic is also divided into ranged magic and close-body magic. We human magicians usually only learn long-term magic, because we do not have the conditions to learn close-body magic, but the Night Diff clan has it." Dickens sighed and said.

"Close-body magic!" Chen Zhui had never heard of this concept, "What conditions are needed to learn close-body magic?"

Dickens looked up and down at Chen Zhui and said, "It's a certain physical strength! Because close-fitting magic has some melee components, it requires the body's ability to resist hits and magic resistance to a certain extent, otherwise it would be a death to go forward."

Chen Zhui understood the meaning in Dickens's eyes. Obviously, Chen Zhui had the conditions to practice close-up magic. With his second-level monster physique, he had improved certainly in terms of speed, endurance, strength, etc. Although he had not fully reached the level of a second-level monster, it would not be a problem to hold a thousand or eight hundred pounds with one hand.

Dickens continued: "For example, the Night Dire clan, the close-body magic they practiced belongs to the curse magic in the dark magic. The curse here is not cursing others, but cursing itself!"

"Curse yourself? Are you sick!"

Dickens said with a giggle and laughter: "This kind of close-body magic is indeed a bit perverted. He is taking the evil path of hurting others and hurting himself first."

"What an evil method?"

Chen Zhui suddenly became interested. In his understanding, evil is basically equal to handsome. Nowadays, there are no evil young men, evil concubines?

"You should know the level system of Nightmare?" Dickens nodded when he saw Chen Zhui and continued, "The lowest nightmare servants are basically in the form of a monster, and their intelligence is limited. Let's not talk about it for now, just start with Qingyan!"

"The Green Night Sword is the lowest tribe in the Night Sword Clan. Their curse magic has just been cultivated to the primary level, and the manifestation of the primary curse magic is that the skin turns iron blue. This skin is tougher than iron, so it is called the Green Night Sword."

"Red Night Direk is the second stage of cursed magic practice. At this time, Night Direk's skin has been completely corroded by Cursed Magic, revealing the red flesh and blood under the skin, so it is called Red Night Direk."

"And this white night dire on the ground was cursed magic and practiced to the third stage. The flesh and blood in the body had been swallowed by the dark elements, leaving only this skeleton. At this stage, the essence of the night dire body was melted into the white bones. Therefore, their bones were extremely strong and heavy. Even ordinary demon-breaking daggers could only leave a white mark."

"Swoosh! So Lord Dickens's wind magic only broke a small hole in his skull!" Chen Zhui nodded as if he had some understanding.

"Do you think you can kill him by breaking his skull?" Dickens glanced at Chen Zhui with contempt, "The key is to extinguish the original dark fire in his brain!"

Nani! Origin of Nether Fire!

Chen Zhui's heart trembled when he heard this. He also had this source of dark fire...

"Well, what is this Origin of Nether Fire?"

Chen Zhui asked knowingly that he had only a little understanding of dark magic, and he happened to take this opportunity to learn more.

"The origin of the dark fire is a kind of flame unique to the dark magic. Once this flame is produced, it will be bound to the fire of its own soul. The dark fire will never be extinguished and the soul will last forever! Therefore, the most important thing in fighting with the dark magician is to extinguish his original dark fire! Otherwise, they will almost never die!"

"It is said that the Original Nether Fire was exchanged for the first Dark Magician on the Magic Continent to sell his soul flame to the Hades, so the soul of every Dark Magician is incomplete." Dickens murmured.

"The soul is incomplete?"

Chen Zhui was startled when he heard this and hurriedly said, "This is too mysterious!"

"It's a legend!" Dickens shrugged, "this cannot be confirmed."

Chen Zhui finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and his little heart that was touching his throat fell into his stomach, but he always felt a little scared. What if this legend is true?

Seeing Chen Zhui's reaction, Dickens continued, "The next stage is Dark Night Dark. They have practiced to the fourth stage of cursed magic. The bones in their bodies are also swallowed by the dark magic, leaving only a cloud of dark smoke. It is said that it is a hatching state, with cursed dead souls fog. "

"The fifth stage is Soul Night Spot. They are a kind of undead creature hatched from the black smoke. There are very few records about this form of Night Spot."

"In the end, the ultimate form of Nightmare is Nightmare Emperor. It is said that Nightmare Emperor has reached the chaotic body and belongs to the special state of formlessness, but almost no one has seen Nightmare Emperor. It belongs to the legendary magic creature."

Dickens finished talking about the level system of Night's Night, and he was a little dry-mouthed. He picked up the black tea on the table and took a few mouthfuls, and then said, "You have a rest first. I'll get the utensils and potions. I'll make this White Night's Night into a specimen, and then study it carefully in the future!"

Chen Zhui felt chills in his heart when he heard this. Dickens looked majestic on the surface, but he turned out to be an old pervert. He didn't count by killing someone, but he also had to play with his body...

In fact, Chen Zhui was still very curious about creatures like Night Dire. After Dickens left, he lifted the black cloak wrapped in White Night Dire.

Shown in front of Shen Zhui was a white skeleton. Compared with humans, his arm bones and thigh bones looked extremely thick, and his toes and finger bones were very sharp and slender, which was obvious at first glance.

Suddenly, a little light flashed between the white night dizzy ribs.

Chen Zhui took a closer look, hey! It was actually a ring!

The ring is light green and has a simple shape. It is engraved with a dagger on it. At this moment, it is placed on one of the ribs of White Nightmare.

Damn! This is not a space ring, right? Chen Zhui was a little surprised and nervous. He carefully took off the ring and used his mental power to investigate.

Yoxi! It's really a space ring!

Chen Zhui was ecstatic and almost kissed Bai Yeyan! How could a space ring cost thousands of gold coins! After all, the space magic weapon is the most expensive of all single magic weapons.

Chen Zhui's mental power continued to explore into the space ring, and he vaguely felt a very vague obstacle preventing his mental power from entering.
Chapter completed!