The elderly magician showed the heroism of a fighter and the sinister aura that comes only after experiencing the battlefield of life and death. The rookies who have never experienced the baptism of war, the most popular group violence activity of intelligent species, even want to lubricate their throats at this moment
The saliva cannot be secreted.
"Lonely old grandpa, even if you degenerate into a hired assassin and a lackey of a black marketeer, do you still miss your past glory?"
A response that was more like an accusation, a tease, and more like a provocation passed through the tight air. It cut through the surface to examine the inner straightforwardness and sharpness, and continued to move along an almost polite trajectory.
"In order to show the fighting spirit of a fair duel? To show the magnanimity of a noble? For a guy who is paid to kill people, they are all unnecessary burdens, right? Maybe you have a unique idea as an individual, but you just take the lives of others as food.
After entering the career path, if you continue to pretend and adhere to half-baked ideas - then it will become completely self-righteous hypocrisy."
The arms that had been folded were released from the leisurely posture, and the red irises and pupils reflected the motionless bodies of the two magicians, and the corners of their mouths raised with disdain cast an ominous shadow on the image.[
"A magician of the cross and triangle level is using all his strength to attack a group of country children who only have hunting knives, bows and arrows in their hands? In any case, this is really a [promising] move. Oh... forget it, although it is always
If you fight against an inferior guy reluctantly, you will become degraded and degraded as a result. But it’s like this, and it won’t work if you don’t fight.”
The overwhelming silence pushed back Thaad's power, and with the loud crackling of the ground and the strong figure in the air as the starting gun, the battle entered a white-hot stage without warning.
As if they had practiced together several times, the moment Li Lin jumped up, the sharp cone-shaped rock pillar tore open the ground, tearing apart the square inch of land where the boy had stood. The sneak attack weapon that failed to pierce the target did not stop there and accelerated further.
As the growth rate pierces the air, more spiked branches radiate out from the longitudinal direction of the cone, completely turning into a giant rock cactus, waiting for prey in the air to fall into its arms and become a victim riddled with holes.
The boy who was captured by gravity stopped jumping and quickly chased towards the thorny jungle as per the pre-set script. Under the acceleration of gravity, the bloody scene seemed to be striding into reality.
"I have some actual combat experience, and I also used my brain carefully before the war."
For someone's poisonous tongue, the words that were too pertinent left a cold stinging feeling on the skin of the magicians. The next moment, the air behind the boy was split by twisted and intertwined silver flashes. Created with the goal of killing the prey.
The extension movement of the vicious wings far exceeds the growth of rock thorns. The speed, sharpness, hardness and kinetic energy of Li Lin's approach are far inferior to those of the [Blade Wings]. The rocks sniped by the silver blade wings are like being scratched by a table knife.
The cheese-like sound of opening was cut in half.
The spells of [Restoration] and [Configuration] quickly gave the machine a new and ferocious attitude to fight back, but before the function completed the activation-operation process, the metal ferocious wings converged the sharpness at the end, like a shooting spear,
It was like a waving whip piercing or wrapping around a rock pillar. The falling boy skillfully pulled his body laterally and diagonally, and the figure who was unable to dodge and evade this curse in mid-air once again avoided the jungle of rock thorns with its fangs exposed.
"What the hell! Jumping around like a monkey!!"
Constantly changing spells controlled the rock thorns to radiate at new angles. George Dieri couldn't help but roar as he pierced and attacked. Li Lin's strange object extending from his back shattered them all at a speed far exceeding the growth of the rock thorns.
In the airtight attack launched by Diery, he repeatedly shot slender silver flexible metal at new coordinates and quickly fixed it. The body shook like a rope hanging a heavy object or suddenly moved laterally. The well-planned attack was beyond imagination.
All evasive actions failed.
No matter who you are, if you work hard but fail to get corresponding rewards, your mood will become extremely bad, and it is understandable to yell a few words to vent your hatred.
It's just that... what Dieri yelled was too lacking in self-consciousness, and the elves watching the battle from a distance couldn't help laughing.
"Even Li Lin would be troubled by being said like that, right?"
"Shut up, baldhead."
"You don't have a clear stance on what you said, do you?"
"...Shut up."
In the end, Sade from the same camp also joined in the chorus of complaints. Diery clearly felt that something broke in his chest and fell to the ground with a loud crash.
"Damn it, bald people have no human rights!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The switch of psychological trauma was turned off again, and the middle-aged bald monkey let loose wild beasts in broad daylight and wept in such a way that even the beast would be moved and run away.
How much does this guy care about being bald...[
"Shut up!"
Unable to endure the loud noise that shook the eardrums and disrupted the sense of balance, Thad had to repeat the designated action of cutting off the trauma circuit.
After being hit on the back of the head again, Diery finally stopped crying at the weapons level, and the world became a little quieter.
"It seems that we have something in common when it comes to troubling my subordinates."
"..."
Sade's facial expression muscles trembled unnaturally a few times. Only the Almighty Mother Goddess and himself knew how hard he used to prevent himself from making an expression of approval.
It's not these trivial things that need attention, there are more important things that deserve attention.
The unidentified boy, the weird magic, the unknown alchemical synthesis - the secrets that connect each other throughout, the knowledge that supports its existence. What Sade wants is that.
In the final analysis, the manifestation of magic is a phenomenon in which the caster's understanding of various phenomena in the world is amplified and enhanced through highly condensed mana composition spells. What determines the level of a magician is not only the scale and precision of the magic composition, but also the scale and precision of the magic composition.
In terms of spiritual cohesion and other aspects, the degree of understanding of various phenomena in the world is equally important, or even more important.
A magician who has never been close to the ocean cannot reproduce the waves, and a magician who has never gone deep into the jungle can make trees grow out of thin air. Only with sufficient knowledge can he correctly imagine and construct corresponding spells to make the phenomenon appear. On the contrary, twisted wings, let alone twisted wings
Supporting the heavy body to fly, the moment described through vague and deviant imagination will be denied, and the existence will return to emptiness.
The black-haired boy knows the areas they have never touched, so they can construct phenomena that no one has ever seen before.
From the scenes described by Monet and Needle and the recovered corpse fragments, Sadefa found a corresponding situation and possible solutions from the known magic spells and experiences. The only conclusion that can be drawn
Only the previous argument seems absurd.
I was surprised to see the "fallacy" that I couldn't even believe came into reality, and my heart beat with unspeakable joy.
Uncharted territory, knowledge that others have not yet heard of.
The huge temptation teased Sade's endurance. Once he touched the sugar-coated layer, his greedy instinct was fully activated.
Magicians - people who understand the true value of [knowledge] understand how sweet and sweet the temptation is. The more people understand the deeper meaning, the more they can resist it and devote themselves to the intense Faustian impulse of thirsting for knowledge and exploring everything (note)
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Knowledge is the accumulation of experience and cognition. Most magicians with long family lines are nobles, especially the upper-level nobles. The most fundamental reason is that they have a monopoly on knowledge. The continuous accumulation cycle within the family system exceeds that of the outside world, so that the relevant magic techniques
It is a concrete manifestation of the phenomenon that both quality and quantity far exceed those of common people and minor nobles. Through the unique advantage of magicians as a special talent resource, the great nobles enjoy disputable huge power, and in turn use their power to further protect
The monopoly on knowledge is only open to family members.
Even though the children of common people and lower-level nobles have excellent talents, there is a huge gap between them in terms of educational resources and the children of the great nobles. The records of phenomena hidden by the great nobles, the principles of magic, the efficiency of mantra chanting, and the ability to concentrate
Cultivation methods and other magical knowledge have never been made public to the outside world, including high-level institutions such as the National Academy of Magic. Most magicians who are not from high nobles stay at the cross level, and the lowest level for high nobles is the triangle or quadrilateral level. This is the truth.
The mean tutor who mocks his poor family background, the shameful classmate who fawns over the children of the big aristocracy, the frivolous playboy who uses low-level magic to show off his family background, the shameless pursuit of the children of the big aristocracy, contracting sexually transmitted diseases or kicking him when he gets tired of being played with.
A shallow woman.
In the campus air that is full of poisonous miasma and poisonous insects crawling all over the body, Sade has long been aware of the unspoken rules that remain unbroken. The young, energetic and ambitious junior students of the National Academy of Magic did not bow to their fate.
With plans, thirsting for knowledge, and trying to change destiny, he reached into the fence built by the great nobles with violence and power.
The price of touching those monopoly intellectual property rights that cannot even be mentioned was so heavy that it almost crushed Sade to pieces. His title was deprived, his reputation, property, territory, and servants were all stripped away, and he fled from the capital in a hurry like a lost dog. The Kingdom of Charlemagne
There is no longer a person like Alphonse de Sade in the National Academy of Magic, and all records related to him have been completely erased.
The eradication at the social level is far from enough to vent the name fire that burns the nerves of the nobles all day long because the fundamental cheese on which they thrive is touched by others. Only by sending a killer to completely erase the mouse named [Sade] from the body can this be completed.
incident, and gave an impressive enough warning to other scum who were also ready to act but not courageous enough. It’s just that Thaad’s IQ, strength, and luck were pretty good. The superiors, who were gritting their teeth and sulking, had not been able to put it into effect so far.
His head was hung on the mantelpiece like other hunting fruits for decoration.[
A strong thirst for knowledge and a suppressed curiosity about unknown areas can prompt Sade to do extremely crazy behavior in the eyes of others. It can also become a major reason for him to accept the commission of a black marketeer who he sincerely despises. And the entity is unknown.
Compared with the estimable treasures such as magic techniques, phenomenon reconstruction, mana conversion, etc., the little reward Monet gave is just a pebble on the roadside - so inconspicuous that I don't even have the interest to kick it away.
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Interpretive small theater
Nidhogg: Lord Li Lin, what is [Faustian Impulse]?
Li Lin: Huh, the protagonist Dr. Faust in Goethe's masterpiece "Faust" made a bet with the devil Mephistopheles in order to obtain all the knowledge in the world. The series of stories surrounding this bet are this masterpiece.
The plot. Due to the agreement with the devil, Faustus cannot be satisfied with things. Once he says "stay a while", he will fall into hell. It is because of this kind of spirit that Faustus
Virtue can constantly break through the self and pursue love, beauty, etiquette, and practice. Therefore, Faust can grow within the scope of spiritual exploration. Therefore, people regard such a spirit that is never satisfied with things as the Faustian spirit.
Will this spirit of never being satisfied with oneself be belief and truth at any time? The answer is no. In the absence of restraint, the Faustian spirit will develop into a controlled greed impulse.
Nidhogg: What a terrible desire for knowledge! Thank you for the explanation!