The pain was so severe and sharp that it almost made Master Fleming fall down directly, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. His spell was about to be completed, and the blue luster gathered, and the powerful force was swelling.
As long as he spits out another byte, he can turn the quietly standing figure in front of him into ashes!
However, even more terrifying feelings followed one after another.
It was a cold, tingling, and itchy feeling, like a kitten scratching it, but the place where it was scratched was not the body, but the inside of the body, and the depth of the brain.
It's over.
At that moment, the great wizard almost felt his soul fall into an endless abyss. The scorching heat of the flames, the coldness of the ice and the corrosion of the acid, and all the terrible perceptions rushed towards him... As a crown
With the existence of the famous master, he naturally knew what that power meant, which meant that the irresistible magical power was controlling his soul and could control him as much as he wanted.
But how is it possible?
In this space where the magic net is out of control, how does the opponent launch such a small spell? Even the upgraded spell should be cast through the remaining thin magic net, at least reaching the level of the Nine Rings... However, the magic net does not
The slightest vibration, that was just the last vision, appeared in the mind of the great master!
This is deadly enough.
Even if this control does not last too long, at this time, even a blink of an eye loss is enough to kill him. Because the spell in his hand has just been completed. The huge magic power is on his fingertips.
Jump, the terrifying destructive energy is disbanded. The terrifying backlash is enough to make this long-famous mage disintegrate himself into dust!
Fleming opened his mouth wide and was about to let out a shrill scream! But the unwillingness in his heart made him tense every inch of muscles, and his spirit suddenly gathered together to try to compete with the power!
In fact, it is too late to do so, no matter how you resist, it is impossible to untie the bondage before the spell deflects.
It’s just that the pride of a great wizard made him like this….
If it weren't for this haunted space, if it weren't for the breaking of the magic net. How could he be easily broken through his spiritual defense, protected by the numerous spells and magical instruments? If it weren't for the slightest bit of affection for the female apprentice, what would he do if he had no feelings for the female apprentice?
Maybe he relaxed his vigilance and entered the actin so easily?
So, how can it be, just disappear here quietly, this place where no one praises, no one grieves or witnesses?
Raise your palms.
Is this obsession that works?
In one thought.
Fleming's anger turned into surprise, and the surprise turned into shock. In the end, this shock can definitely be described as a turbulent wave!
In his wide eyes, his upward palm reflected, and the final bond ended, and the powerful force gathered like a tsunami. It turned into an extremely bright, blue light and shadow!
The cold wind whistles!
A cold storm suddenly rolled up in the calm air, and the water in the air divided into pale snowflakes, radiating in all directions with the great master as the center. Dust and countless mixed water merged into it. It became fragments of ice and snow, and under the exchange of hot and cold
They rolled upwards like a knife, and tiny electric fire began to appear in the air.
And amid the sharp and sharp friction, the rocks that were originally dissolved by the flames had frozen and shattered in an instant!
The burst of cold energy freezes the air outward, rushing into the air with a layer of blue edges. In an instant, it completely wraps up the color that still has a little warmth. The space trembles and shakes again, and can even be clear.
I saw that the vague giant rocks around me cracked a large mouth, revealing the silent and hazy dark void behind it. Countless plane threads intertwined each other in the void, shining.
“Ahhhh…”
Thomas held his head in pain and fell to the ground with a thud.
His voice was all over the entire space for a moment.
A sharp scream - or rather howls connect, space becomes his throat, and then the gloomy thunder sound is faintly echoing, coming without gaps, spreading far away! And his
The body shattered like glass without any warning. The broken fragments seemed to be hit by something, and instantly ignited again, turning into ashes.
Fleming's eyes widened.
The great wizard raised his gaze in disbelief and noticed that in the far end, a humanoid composed of pure white light, without physicality in the space.
It floated in the air, curled up like Fleming, but only a vaguely recognizable glow covered the figure like a tulle, swaying constantly, like a layer of nothingness.
Amid the tiny crackling sound, thin ice cubes scattered from the dark red burqa.
The great mage gasped quickly, and he bent down, as if he would fall down at any time... The cost of two legendary spells was huge, and the dispute at the soul level almost exhausted all his power. His face had already gone from
The pale turns blue and gray, and the black on the eyes continues to erode towards the surrounding skin.
But a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was already cracked...
The strange mistake just now brought about was simply unimaginable... It was far better than imagined. At this moment, he wanted to bow directly to the feet of the lucky and unfortunate Gemini goddesses and offer their souls to them-
Not only was he a mistake but also because of the series of results just now, he had probably mastered the characteristics of the opponent's ability.
This space is not independent, but is connected with that person...but, this connection is very special - he does not have an entity, but exists here in a spiritual body, which greatly reduces his power
.
He may indeed control everything here, but this is not invincible, because as long as he finds the condensation of his spiritual body and attacks him - like the "unintentional" attack just now, he can cause some damage to him!
An enemy with weaknesses is not invincible, no matter how powerful it is.
But in fact, this chance of victory is just a front line.
All magic that mortals currently know must rely on the magic net to operate, including magic items, unless it is a special "eternal magic item", if all magic is meaningless. Even a great wizard is just like
A weak old man doesn't even need extraordinary abilities. As long as he is a muscular mortal, it is enough to kill him.
The great wizard lowered his head, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the two black robes beside him, and at some point they were already standing in their original place. Except for a dissipated silver light behind him, before the legendary spell exploded,
There is no difference.
Increased enemies.
So, how to do it?
"Master Fleming, if you really think that your power can destroy this space?" Thomas's voice rang.
The original existence of this mage has disappeared without a trace. But what makes the sound is the white shadow in the air, like a body shaking slightly, it seems to have broken free from the pain and floating in the air
In the air, he spoke loudly.
And in the next moment, the changes around everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
Space is changing.
This change occurs on the stones that have turned into lava, on the broken statues, on the plants that have been frozen and burned... in every position, in any corner. It is like there is one, two...
Countless invisible palms are beginning to operate in the void.
The snowflakes were dissolved, the ashes were dispersed, the cracks were gathered, the folds were smoothed, and the lava was extinguished... Everything was changing rapidly, and when this question dissipated, the pillars, the ground and the shapes of the sculptures,
It has been restored, and a layer of invisible power is rippling like water waves. Below it, the burning blackness is replaced by bright colors - the smoothness of marble, the thickness of the statue, and even the clearness of the puddles in the flower bed
Thunder... the color flowed across the appearance of all objects like streaming light, and in the next breath, everything in front of you became the same as in memory, and there was no difference at all.
But everything changed.
Yes, this may make the weak unable to detect it, but the great master could see that under the changing appearance, everything in the space is still the same... Stretches of silver light threads, from those broken gaps
It flows into this world, slowly twists and forms around everyone.
"You don't have a chance, even if the spells you can use, have added some."
The light and shadow slowly fell, and the moment it touched the ground, the gray and white were replaced by a richer color, so Thomas in the robe appeared in front of everyone again.
"I have the help of Yasali, I have this artifact, your power is meaningless in front of these, so I said, we can try to solve things simply, Master, you tell me your real name,
Of course I can let you leave here too, as if it hadn't happened."
The old mage snorted in response. The faint magic net around him consumed his energy very quickly, but his mind was constantly turning one feasible plan to examine every feasible magic, and there was no such thing as
Any interest should be used to make verbal conspiracy with this powerful junior.
He threw a large fireball at the shadow and added a layer of protection to himself at the same time. These two spells are not high-level, but fortunately they have been particularly strengthened and can be seen through the magic net of the high ring...
However, the protective spell effect just appeared, and disappeared again with the other party's laughter. Fleming was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the power of the magic net was fading away again...or in other words, this space was struggling
, re-buffer the damage caused to it by legendary spells...
In this case, spells less than seventh level cannot actually have much effect on him and his opponents.
However, the opponent's original absolute advantage has disappeared, so the battle situation has become entangled with each other at this moment. On the battlefield, the rest is to kill patience and wait for whom to die first.
Time seems to be silent for a moment, silent.
But silence will always be broken... Although what most people imagine is not what they imagine, another noisy or roar.
"He... also controls your real name?"
The sound came to the short figure.
A touch of sweat quietly slid down from the shadow of the hood and gathered on his jaw, making his face appear a layer of blue...
Participating in the battle between two great mage characters is an extremely hard job, not to mention that you have to directly operate one of them to attack the other... So it's just the time for these two breaths,
The moisture seemed to have been squeezed out of the pores, and the sound from the dry throat was extremely hoarse, as if it was dying.
But he still has to ask.
When the mage touches the fifth layer of the magic net, it can create a "real name" for himself, engraved in the depths of his heart. It is integrated with the soul. The real name means a unique existence and is closely connected with the magic net. With this real name, the mage can
It greatly improves sensing and uses magic net abilities and enhances spell casting skills. This is also one of the reasons why "touch the fifth layer of magic net" is used as the standard for the division of high-level and low-level mages.
But things in the world always have pros and cons. Although the real name can greatly improve the magical ability of a mage, it also means potential dangers. A powerful enough existence, such as a master of great mages, such as high-level devils and demons, if
If you can know the real name of a mage, you can often control the mage through certain rituals, making it impossible for him to resist. In view of this, the real name of a mage has always been the highest secret. It is impossible for people who are not close to each other to know it.
"Yes, but he can only restrict my actions to a limited extent before a certain ceremony."
The female mage bit her lip. It seemed like she was awakened like a dream - time jumping is an unforgettable thing for those who experience it for the first time.
Edward nodded.
According to legend, the poor people who are controlled by real names often end up extremely miserable and are enslaved forever. But now it seems that this is just a rumor. It is just that although this evil statement is a bit exaggerated, it actually represents a certain sense.
The truth.
It's hard for him to accept this.
"His Excellency Thomas." He paused, and he spoke. "Do you want to improve your position or do you want to take control of this country?"
"Okay, in fact, no matter what is good, in fact, you should know that whoever controls this country will be the same in the end. I know you can't compete with Master Hawking or my teacher, so,
Everything will naturally be carried out in secret." Without waiting for the other party's answer, he spoke on his own.
"Is it your subordinate who assassinated the emperor? You also designed to let that idiot crown prince be arrested, okay... I don't seem to have to worry about so many things, but in this way, the matter is really yours.
Is it under control?" He said, the calm face of the middle-aged man reflected in his silver eyes: "This old guy's return should not be within your plan, so you have to respond hastily, which makes you
The preparation was discounted... It's a pity, plus a few people, it's enough to settle him."
"Not bad, but in fact, Yasalie and I are equally enough." After a little contemplation, Master Thomas said, "I really miscalculated that I didn't expect you to appear here. In my plan, I still need it.
It will take some time to deal with your problem.”
"But if you think I won't be involved in this battle, it would be too naive."
"People in the world, especially mages, always think that with human wisdom, there is no way to do anything, but in fact, who can accurately predict what? Even with the help of spells, when you peek at the tip of the iceberg of the future, it is equivalent to leaving
Going on a completely different road than when you were ignorant... Destiny is an endless ocean, not to mention in this world where gods fight in waves?"
The middle-aged man in the gray robe only had a gentle and beautiful smile and a little stiff: "So to be precise, I still underestimated your ability. The supernatural powers... Although it is just a change in magic, it does have different things.
ability.”
"I advise you not to understand it as magic, otherwise there will be more surprises waiting for you." The psychic sneered disdainfully.
However, in fact, this disdain is just a disguise... because Edward was not sure that he could win when he really fought.
Yes, it is not sure, because Edward's most powerful power was restrained by this space - although the royal power is a magical artifact far beyond the constant magic items, its function is to operate the magic net - at least for the current situation
With only three fragments obtained, Edward has not successfully triggered the more powerful force.
But the other party didn't know that this was his biggest reliance.
"So, Mr. Edward, what are your opinions?" Thomas's mouth raised a smile.
"I dare not take it for my opinion, it's just a self-protection strategy." Edward was also laughing, just a little hoarse: "Because no matter what you want to do, I can't see where there is a conflict with me. So, rather than being so hostile,
It’s better to get what you need, it’s easier.”
"Well, what do you want?"
"What I want... Well, if the assassination of the king is yourselves, then I want the whereabouts of that assassin. Don't be nervous, I don't plan to correct your actions... After all, His Majesty the King cannot provide
What makes me feel interesting." The psychic spread his hands: "As for my teacher, I have said that you may not be able to have the ability to make his decision..."
"Good" said the middle-aged man: "So, what can you give me?"
The great wizard screamed, feeling that the blood on his body seemed to be burning and no longer under his control. The huge magic power backed on his body. In an instant, countless fine and dense blood beads oozed out from under his skin, surrounding him.