Seer: I, Miris, have no obstacles in my evolution

"You are indeed very strong, but it's a pity that you were restrained by me."

As a curtain of light fell, the dream shattered, and Hermelandi was completely defeated and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"How's it going? Are you convinced?"

Miris said with a smile that Hermelandi extended his hand, although the fact that Hermelandi had just used his inner pain to hurt him was a bit disgusting.

But there is nothing wrong with this. After all, we were dealing with the enemy. Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to ourselves. Not to mention hurting the enemy with inner pain, even killing the enemy is not an exaggeration.

Moreover, the battle just now was also beneficial for Miris. His understanding of light was not something he said casually, but was a spontaneous response from his heart, as if it suddenly emerged in his mind.

After all, some things cannot be understood just by hearing, nor can they be mastered just by understanding. It was only by relying on the extremely real illusion in Hermelandi that he was able to overcome the hurdle in his heart and truly understand the meaning of light.

All in all, Miris's understanding of light has taken a step closer, and he has reached the threshold of being able to see the origin of light. Perhaps with time, he will be able to truly control the origin of light, and there will always be a day when he will become the King of Light Elf.

According to Miris's own understanding, there are three conditions to become an Elf King of a certain attribute. The first is to master the origin of each attribute. This is the foundation of the three conditions. Only by mastering the origin of the attribute can one become an Elf King.

The second is to obtain the inheritance of the Elf King of the corresponding attribute. Except for the evil spirit system which no longer has an Elf King and can proclaim itself king by mastering the origin of the attribute, other attributes need to be recognized by the Elf King and inherited.

The third one is naturally that it can only possess one pure attribute.

Although the three conditions are separate, they are closely related. First of all, without a pure attribute, it is difficult to truly grasp the origin of an attribute.

If one cannot master the origin of one attribute and possesses two attributes, then it will be completely impossible to gain the recognition of the Elf King and receive the inheritance.

So Miris is taking a different approach, touching the origin of light first, but the attributes are still dual attributes.

He could only wait for the system to release a task to strip away the dimensional attributes in the future, and then Miris would try to deepen his understanding of the origin of light, and finally find Puni, the idol of Scarlett, the King of Light Elf, to plead for mercy. Only then would he have the possibility of becoming the King of Light Elf.

"I obey, but I have to rest for a while before I can meet your conditions."

Hermerandi stood up from the ground tiredly, but with a smile on his face as if nothing had happened here just now.

"Okay, but during your rest time, can you tell me the story between you and the Phantom Alien?"

Miris asked, since he was free anyway, he could kill time by listening to a story.

"Okay."

Hermelandi told all the stories between him and the Fantasy Starman.

The Fairy of Magic Spirit naturally sat next to Miris and listened to the story, talking and laughing during the time, if there was no one around.

Hermelandi was speechless, but he could only speed up his story so that they could return home as soon as possible.

The story was simple, so simple that even though Miris had never heard it anywhere else, it felt very familiar.

Probably a few years ago, Hermelandi didn't want to be Sorensen's subordinate anymore, so he took advantage of Sorensen's recuperation to leave, and he came to this phantom planet on a meteorite.

The way he arrived made Miris see a little prince from an asteroid.

At that time, Phantom Star was still a barren and primitive comic planet, where he met the Phantom Star tribe, which was backward and simple in thinking.

The mayor, who was the head of the village at the time, donated his few remaining foods to entertain Hermelandi.

Hermelandi was moved by their sincerity and became friends with them.

After becoming friends, it is natural to want your friends to live a good life. Of course, the bottom line is that they cannot live better than yourself.

In order to give the Phantom Aliens a higher level of wisdom, Hermelandi worked hard to study and used the Phantom Aliens' imaginations to create the Phantom Ball in the Phantom Research Institute.

“Isn’t this bad?”

Although the mayor, who was the head of the family at the time, had a low IQ, he was extremely foresighted and sensed something was wrong.

Being simple and honest, he subconsciously believed that only what he figured out by himself was his, and what others gave him was not good after all. However, his IQ was too low, and he could not think of the source behind this bad idea.

"That's great! You can spend all your time on creative ideas and inventions. Your wisdom will surely advance by leaps and bounds. In 50 years, the energy of the Illusion Sphere will be exhausted. By then, this will surely be the most intelligent planet in the universe."

Hermelandi, with his arrogance towards inferior civilizations, did not try to understand the uneasy feeling in the patriarch's heart.

He just felt that this idea was born out of ignorance, and the Illusion Star people would definitely understand his intentions in the future.

He smiled a cheerful yet somewhat crazy smile.

Little did they know that Hermerandi's idea was even more stupid and ridiculous.

The subsequent development of the Phantom Alien people did not develop as Hermelandi had imagined. They spent all their energy on eating, drinking and having fun, wasting it lavishly.

In less than five years, the energy of the illusion ball was almost exhausted, but these idiots didn't learn anything.

Listening to his contemptuous tone, he still stubbornly believed that it was all the fault of the Phantom Alien people.

But even so, Hermelandi still chose to give the Phantom Alien another chance. He almost exhausted all his strength to create a new phantom ball.

But he didn't understand that human desires are like rolling stones on a mountain, once they start, they can never be stopped.

Less than two years later, the Phantom Star people came to him again. Faced with the weak Hermelandi, the Phantom Star people not only did not stop, but also thought he was pretending to be sick and tried to coerce him with violence.

"Now I understand. I can change their mood, but I can't change their greedy nature. The only way is to let them fend for themselves."

After the story was told, Hermelandi said indifferently, as if this was the truth.

Unexpectedly, Miris shook his head after hearing this.

"Why are you shaking your head? Am I wrong?"

Hermelandi asked with a puzzled look.

"The Phantoms are indeed hateful, but it was you who caused all this."

"No, you're talking nonsense. How could I be wrong? I brought everything to them!"

Hermelandi retorted angrily.

"I don't want to say more. You wouldn't listen even if I did. I'll just say ten words: it's better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish."

Miris said calmly.

The story of how Hermorandi concluded that greed was the true nature of the new portrait artist's inner self was almost identical to the story of a certain Yellow-browed Taoist priest in a game he had played.