Thinking of this, Dalton couldn't help but look down at his hands and concentrate on his thoughts.

The five fingers are vigorous and powerful, with clear and strong joints, and the skin is healthy and elastic, not as pale as before.

He clenched his fists as always, no, even far more powerful and powerful than before.

That surging sense of power even made him a little addicted.

However, Dalton remained awake to a considerable degree. He raised his hand to cast a spell and drew a light mirror in the void.

In this light mirror, Dalton showed it in the slightest, clearly unparalleled.

His face was no longer sallow, but was just extremely healthy and energetic rosy, just like the sun at noon, with flames surging with endless vitality.

His eyes were bright and shining with splendor, like two extremely dazzling stars embedded in his eyes.

At this moment, Dalton felt like he was reborn, full of vitality and full of energy.

It is like a torch in the dark, which makes people see the difference at a glance.

Dalton pursed his lips, his eyes calmed, and waved his hand to dissipate the light mirror in the air.

The terrifying mental power that broke through the silver barrier was divided into two parts. On the one hand, it contacted the magic energy core that controlled the study room, explored the study room, and on the other hand, it spread out, detecting the layout outside the study room.

After a while, Dalton took back his spirit, walked to the place where he was originally sitting, took out a seat that was exactly the same as before from his space magic tool.

Then, Dalton's spirit connected to the magic weapon and summoned Abbott's arrival through the internal communication network of the Augustus family.

Dalton sat there quietly, with a peaceful expression, deep eyes, and as motionless as a mountain.

It seemed like I was thinking about something, but it seemed like I was just staring blankly.

But at this moment, no one disturbed his purity.

After a while, a knock came from the door of the study.

Dalton's eyes, as deep as a pool, turned in his voice, and suddenly there was a little more spirit in his pupils, as if the dull puppet was finally alive.

Dalton calmly adjusted his expression and used several spells to make his appearance look like he was originally.

Her complexion was sallow, with abnormal flushing, fair skin, and a strange and pale look that she was seriously ill.

"Come in."

But in a moment, Dalton completed the whole set of disguise. It was not just shoddy kung fu, but the kind of exquisite thing that could be used to make the real one.

After everything was ready, Dalton shouted as usual.

Click!

The magic pattern etched iron door wrapped in logs suddenly turned and made a clear sound. The sunlight outside the window projected onto the threshold, sprinkling golden all over the floor, bringing fresh air.

Da da da da da!
Chapter completed!