107 Chapter 40, Activation State

The words of the Sen Leng girl are like cold water in a bag, and the boiling animal nature in her body is gradually suppressed under the operation of meditation.

Hoffa tore the snake's five fingers loose, and stopped the next move.

His health has dropped to 2.

Osilvia said: "Human transformation requires focus and control. Control your transformation like controlling a scalpel! It's not letting transformation control you."

control.

Hoffa looked at the life that had almost dropped to 1.

Without hesitation, he started the life transformation like reining in a horse from a precipice.

Immediately, the blue magic power flowing in the body was transformed into life again.

This was the most difficult time for Hoffa to transform. The thunderbird magic power surging in his body was like a wild horse running wildly. It was so domineering and savage. Only with all his energy, Hoffa made it turn around unwillingly.

Even so, when the alien magic power was transformed into life, Hoffa's body inevitably changed.

Pat clap clack clack!

Electricity crackled through Hoffa's body, and his body began to rise, but this time, it didn't change in the direction of the bird.

He was abruptly pulled to a height of 1.7 meters, with high arches, a bent neck, and elongated tendons that were as tight as steel bars. He was thin and arched, but tough, with every joint protruding high.

His hair stood on end like steel needles, and some blue arcs danced during it.

The two wizard phantoms rushed up bravely, one of them jumped high and raised a sharp blade.

Hoffa, who was still changing, instinctively sensed the danger. He shook his head, stretched out his hand, and pinched a phantom in mid-air.

The other slashed directly at Hoffa's shoulder with a heavy sword.

There was a huge gap in the deltoid muscle directly, and the pain stimulated Hoffa's head. He smashed the wizard phantom heavily, and the silhouettes intersected, and both of them were shattered into pieces of glass.

Hoffa was having trouble breathing and his shoulders were itching.

The life indicator is rising rapidly, and the mana is falling rapidly.

"Be soft, not too hard, balance, balance your strength."

Osilvia's voice came from beside her ear again.

Looking at the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the magic power index is dropping rapidly again.

Hoffa gritted his teeth and started Bloody Bloom again.

The constantly expanding flesh stopped changing.

His heart was pounding in his chest, and life was transformed into magic flowing through the golden lines on his arms.

Osilvia's tone softened a little: "Yes, that's it. Find your own balance, control it harmoniously, control deformation like breathing, and don't start a war with yourself."

breathe.

balance.

Hoffa realized a little bit, Animagus is a very extreme change, but the conditions required are too harsh, and it is not suitable for him now.

He needs a fighting style that is more suitable for him, and a transformation technique that is more suitable for the current situation.

Coincidentally, Cho'gall's transformation technique provided him with two reins.

Bloody bloom.

Transform life.

In this way, Hoffa kept switching back and forth between the two states.

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

The red and blue double slots representing life and magic power are constantly changing and fluctuating.

increase and decrease

reduce each other and increase

At first, Hoffa felt that his soul was being blown around like a leaf in a strong wind.

But gradually, he reduced the large range of life magic power fluctuations.

From 2 to 8 fluctuations.

To the fluctuation of 3-7

Finally, there is a fluctuation of 4-6.

Finally, Hoffa didn't feel too much discomfort. On the contrary, he felt that he had an extra lung that could breathe, and it seemed that the car had an extra piston engine.

He shouted, life rose to 6, mana dropped to 4

If he sucks it, the magic power will rise to 6, and the life will drop to 4

Everything came alive, not only magic power and life began to flow, but even the surrounding spiritual force field became extremely sensitive. The mental force field shrank to a range of about ten meters, but any disturbance within these ten meters was within Hoffa's perception.

Several wizard phantoms rushed up from Hoffa's back.

Hoffa looked at it or not, turned around and swept off the three heads with a palm, and the three running wizard phantoms were directly smashed into pieces on the ground.

Very explosive!

Hoffa looked at his palm in surprise. Some slender exoskeletons grew from the back of his hand, glowing with a light blue luster.

He has completely changed into another form, a form with a very high utilization rate.

Just a moment after the shot, life was re-transformed into magic power and fell back into the body, greatly reducing the loss of meaningless magic fluctuations.

Boom! !

Before he could appreciate another form of himself.

Countless black shadows rushed up like a tide, throwing Hoffa down layer by layer, pressing him under him.

Osilvia still didn't move, she stood there with her arms folded.

There was darkness in front of Hoffa, but the magic power and life circulating in his body like flowing water made him breathe smoothly.

crackling.

Suddenly, an electric arc flashed in the dark crowd.

next second.

boom! !

The mottled phantoms that were pressing on Hoffa's body were kicked out directly. They flew dozens of meters across, knocked down several bookcases, and slammed heavily on the statue standing in the distance.

It turned into pools of crystal clear debris.

With this kick, Hoffa jumped up from the ground with a carp.

He rushed out like lightning, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the wand returned to his palm and turned into a glove to wrap his arm.

Those wizard phantoms had no emotion, and they didn't know fear, they rushed up without hesitation.

Hoffa was eager to try, he stepped on the ground and disappeared directly in place.

When he emerged, he smashed two wizard phantoms with one punch.

This speed has almost caught up with the speed of the ghost walk.

He felt that his body was unexpectedly flexible. At this moment, every joint in his body had infinite possibilities. Every cell in his body was cheering and clamoring. They were rapidly dividing under the stimulation of electric current. Scars and shoulder wounds healed quickly.

It's not Thunderbird's power, it's a mix of meditative states, life-changing, Animagus shapeshifting. All the forces are connected, cooperating with each other, helping each other, forming a closed circuit in his body, flowing continuously.

It is more flexible, more controllable and more stable. Moreover, only belongs to oneself.

This is an exceptionally sensitive activation state.

Unknowingly, his Transfiguration has reached another level.

After smashing the two phantoms, Hoffa turned his head and glanced at Osivia standing beside him.

She was expressionless, but nodded slightly.

"good."

Hoffa disappeared in place again like lightning, and then, the phantoms of the wizard in front of him turned into pieces one by one.

This feeling of speed almost fascinated him, and those phantoms that were dangerous just now are like paper, unable to keep up with his speed.

one, two, three, four

Hoffa flickered among the crowd, and every time he flickered, the figures were scattered by him. He felt like a well-run car engine being lubricated and continuously outputting power.

The desire to fight spread in his mind little by little. he wants more, more rivals

Snapped! !

Suddenly, Hoffa's fist was held by Osilvia.

He subconsciously threw his fist at Osilvia, but after seeing his opponent clearly, he calmed down and lowered his fist.

There were no wizard phantoms around.

It didn't take long for Osivia to grab Hoffa's arm, only to hear a crisp bang.

All the objects in this scene, including the entire scene itself, are all broken into pieces, turned into dust, and finally returned to nothingness.

The hall changed back to what Hoffa had seen it in the first place.

Old, dilapidated, abandoned, and cobwebbed.

The only difference is that his vision has become much clearer, and the original layer that was blurred like a water curtain has completely disappeared.

Hoffa shook his head, completely waking up from the activation state.

His body slowly dwindled, shrunk, and eventually reverted to what he had been before, a 12-year-old Hoffa, thin and unremarkable.

But his clothes didn't shrink. In the transformation just now, his school robe was stretched at least three sizes larger, and there were still many, many holes and burnt holes on it.

this.

Hoffa looked at his clothes, intending to magically restore them to normal.

But suddenly, an inexplicable thought came into my mind.

Why should I wear clothes?

The thought was so weird, so sudden. Hoffa swayed inexplicably on the spot twice. He felt warm all over, but he was very weak.

This weakness was not physical weakness, but an indescribable depression.

For a moment, his mind fell into a state of inexplicable blankness.

This blankness made him take two steps back, sat down on the ground, and stared at Osivia in a daze.

Osilvia was also taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

Hoffa shook his head subtly.

Osilvia: "Why are you sitting, we still have tasks to complete?"

Hoffa murmured, "What's the point?"

There was no wave in his tone.

Osilvia frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Hoffa continued to mutter, "Why am I alive?"

Osilvia was completely stunned, she picked up the muddy Hoffa from the ground, and touched his forehead.

Hoffa's head and limbs hung from Osilvia's elbows.

He felt that he had entered a wonderful sage state, he was no longer interested in anything, he just wanted to sit on the ground and wait for death to come.

"Strange, your heartbeat is normal, and your magic power is not overdrawn." Osilvia frowned.

"Yeah." Hoffa sniffed, without moving.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he suddenly didn't want to care about anything, not some half-human king, not some library, not even where he was.

Osilvia let go of Hoffa, pinched her chin and sighed softly: "Your spirit is still not strong enough."

"oh."

Hoffa didn't even care about why.

The other party's exotic beauty, which has attracted the attention of countless students, now looks like a pile of protein and carbohydrates. Her words were like the nagging of a woman after seven years of marriage, entering from Hoffa's left ear and exiting from his right ear, without stopping at all.

Osilvia thought for a moment, and her voice softened a little: "Human body transformation is not so easy to master, you are already very good, let's take a rest first."

"oh."

Hoffa replied without interest, he didn't want to talk to Osivia, he didn't want to talk.

He just wants to let himself go. If he can, he even wants to smoke a cigarette and think about why he exists and why the universe was born.

Staring blankly at the front, Hoffa slowly came back to his senses after being depressed and empty for more than 20 minutes.

"What's wrong with me?" He murmured.

Afterwards, Hoffa's consciousness slowly returned.

The more he returned, the more surprised he was, the more he returned, the more frightened he was.

What the hell is going on here? I actually fell into a 20-minute downtime blank state.

"What's wrong with me!?" He asked in shock.