Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 718 - 210: Shock! 3

Chapter 718: Chapter 210: Shock! _3

It was unclear whether every sage-level wizard liked to travel using teleportation, or mbers of the Diomand family were especially skilled in its use.

Dean Frist, with Link by his side, transported them in an instant from the villa to a location Link had never been before.

It was a delicate little house nestled within a dense forest.

The area was not large, just over eighty square ters.

The decor inside the house was minimalistic, emphasizing cleanliness and simplicity.

Lady Lisandra, who they had just parted ways with, was lying on the only bed in the house, fallen into an unconscious sleep.

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A withered yellow bone piece floated above Lady Lisandra’s forehead, slowly circling.

Link could see clearly that so materials, which he could not fully comprehend at the mont, were seeping out from the bone piece and trying to enter the center of Lady Lisandra’s forehead.

This was the gateway to the Sea of Consciousness, to the ocean of one’s spiritual power.

The sight reminded Link of an ordeal he had once experienced.

It was possession by the Fairy King’s Spirit!

“Dean, what is this?”

Link refrained from guessing and asked directly.

He clearly rembered that Dean Frist had just said he might need his help.

But how could he help if he didn’t fully understand the situation?

After taking a deep breath to calm himself, Dean Frist spoke in a collected tone, “It is Great Sage Mitchell’s revenge against for trying to plot against him.”

“Revenge?”

Link was puzzled.

“It can’t be explained in a few words,”

Dean Frist waved his hand, his expression serious, “The key now is to sever this connection.”

As he finished speaking, Dean Frist pointed, revealing a thread, barely visible to the naked eye, which connected the withered yellow bone piece to Lady Lisandra’s forehead.

“How can I assist you?”

Before Dean Frist could speak, Link took the initiative to ask.

If there was sothing that he was destined to do, better to do it swiftly!

“If you had not been promoted to a Third Level Wizard, I would have asked soone else to do this,”

Dean Frist did not rush to explain the task but instead began to explain in detail, “But you have been promoted, and having you do this is the best option.”

As he spoke, Dean Frist’s expression beca increasingly somber, his brow furrowing deeper.

“Lucky? Just a coincidence? How could it possibly be so coincidental? Was the timing purely accidental or was it calculated?”

The usually composed Dean Frist seed to abandon his usual facade, pacing around the cabin, murmuring to himself, “So that’s it! That’s it! The Mysterious Saint, who specializes in prophecy, is truly exceptional! So that’s how it is!”

With each step he took, he muttered, “So that’s it.”

Link was utterly perplexed.

There was so little information, he couldn’t even make a guess.

But his instincts told him that Dean Frist’s peculiar behavior had sothing to do with the secret behind the withered yellow bone piece.

After a while, Dean Frist finally broke out of his self-murmuring state, looking at Link with a piercing gaze, he declared decisively, “We were wrong! All of us were wrong!”

“What was wrong?”

“The special ‘alien guest’ ntioned in the prophecy of the Saint of Nostrodamus is not one, but two.”

Dean Frist radiated an aura of wisdom and confidence, “One is the special ‘alien guest’ from the Special Ruin World, used to open the portal to the Parallel Universe; the other is the special ‘alien guest’ of Saint Nostrodamus, used for resurrection!”

“Link Grande, I am certain, you are the second special ‘alien guest’.”

“You undoubtedly hold the contingency plan for the resurrection of Saint Nostrodamus!”