Celestial Mage

Chapter 185 Pain~ Pain Pain Pain! (14)

A mysterious circular platform known as the 'God's Colosseum'.

Saint Alfria lightly tapped the platinum staff on her hand, walked a few steps on the round platform, and spoke again.

"Master Rosen, I feel that you are uneasy."

"It seems that my words made you have a bad association. I apologize to you for this. At the same time, I will carefully explain the process of assisting you in improving your spellcasting skills."

Rosen naturally listened intently.

The saint's indifferent voice continued to sound soothingly.

"A 49-star legendary archmage once said that there are only two kinds of power in this world, one can destroy me, and the other can make me stronger."

"And my purpose, which is what you are after, is to become stronger, so I only use the latter power to help you."

Rosen roughly understood.

But the word 49 shocked him.

"Can the spellcasting ability really reach 49 stars?"

"49 stars can be called a legend, and it is also a realm that I am far from reaching, but it is not the limit."

"What is the limit?"

"I didn't have a clear concept before, but since you created the number of streams. Through calculations, it can be seen that the final limit will converge at 100."

After a pause, she seemed to be able to read Rosen's mind, and said directly: "99, or 99.9999, is the realm reached by Father God."

Rosen was shocked.

The indifferent golden holy spirit didn't give him time to shock, she continued the previous topic.

"I have a 24-star spellcasting ability, a middle-stage supernatural immortality mana, and master about 18 supernatural spells, 72 master spells, and 1239 various high, middle and low-level spells and their supernatural versions."

"This is obviously not the strength you can bear now."

Rosen was envious and jealous: "Let's show off to me!" '

Of course you can't say this, what you really say is.

"Holy One, you do possess the power to easily destroy me, and at the same time, you also let me clearly feel the boundlessness of the path of magic."

St. Alfreda nodded slightly: "I can feel your insincerity, but this is also human nature."

"So, in the next trial, I will only use the power of the high-level seven stars, and the spell power will be limited to the mid-high level, so as to ensure that my combat ability slightly surpasses yours, but it will not form an absolute advantage over you. "

Rosen already understood: "So, you intend to improve my spellcasting ability by constantly fighting with me."

"Correct."

"But ordinary battles are useless, it must be a battle of life and death."

"Of course, you must rest assured that we are not engaged in a real life-and-death battle, and I will never harm your life."

Alfroya raised her staff and pointed to the white round platform.

"And this is the meaning of the existence of God's Arena."

"The God's Arena comes from the great wisdom of the Father God, which embodies the observation results of the Father God on the laws of the world for nearly 2000 years, and has carried out the most detailed and realistic spell simulation."

"Its essence is a spiritual dream. But in the perception of ordinary people, everything experienced here is exactly the same as what happened in real life, and there is no difference."

"If you don't believe it, you can verify it on the spot."

Rosen really wants to verify.

He squatted down, caressed the ground, and performed various verifications with spells, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's indistinguishable from the texture of marble."

"That's right, Father God is a simulation compared to the marble. Not only is the reaction of the spell exactly the same as that of the real marble, but even after verification with various alchemy methods, no obvious difference can be found."

Rosen moved slightly in his heart: "This is an ultra-fine holographic simulation."

If you want to truly achieve a flawless simulation, you must first have a sufficiently detailed and deep understanding of the world.

And the limit of simulation is creation.

This is obviously impossible, because according to Rosen's observation, this world also satisfies the mass-energy conversion equation. Although the specific parameters are not the same as those of the earth, it also requires incredible power to succeed.

How incredible is it?
This is a star at the level of the sun, and only then can it touch the boundary of creation shallowly.

Therefore, there must be flaws on the ground, but the flaws are small enough to be hidden from the perception of ordinary people.

It is enough to hide from the perception of mortals.

Of course, the mortal perception here refers to the ordinary five senses.

If Lawson was allowed to freely design the experimental equipment, he would definitely be able to find flaws easily.

Alfred Ya's voice came again.

"Because every detail is real, when fighting with all your strength, it will generate exactly the same pressure as real fighting, which will help you concentrate your mind."

Rosen nodded in approval: "A very good idea, worthy of the wisdom of God."

But in fact, in terms of finesse, this is not much different from the Jufa virtual machine, and even worse, so I feel a little disapproving.

Alfreda was extremely keen and felt it immediately.

"I found your insincerity again, you seem to have different ideas."

Rosen's heart was shocked, and he didn't hide it at all: "It just feels that the fineness is not enough."

"Show me."

Rosen used a condensation technique to simulate a convex lens, and then looked at the marble: "Look, if the magnification is slightly higher, the flaws will appear."

He used the adventure log to zoom in, and it had the same effect.

Alfreda was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "But your eyes are not magnifying glasses."

"Can't it be more precise?"

"The finer it is, the more power it consumes, do you understand?"

"clear."

Just like a graphics card, the higher the refresh rate and the higher the resolution, the higher the workload of the graphics card and the higher the power consumption.

Alfreda continued: "There are indeed flaws in the materials of the material world, but the most unique feature of the arena is the fine simulation of the death process."

Rosen's heart moved, and he nodded immediately: "This is indeed very good."

The death penalty is exactly what the virtual machine lacks the most.

He has tried to change, but it is very difficult for people to be truly cruel to themselves.

Just like when a celebrity writes an autobiography, no matter how objective it is, there will always be a lot of beautification.

It would be great if this arena had a powerful death penalty mechanism that was out of his control but safe.

He then said, "Holy One, I want to experience it."

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the round platform, blowing the dress on Alfred Ya's body closer to her body, showing a thrilling curve.

Luo Sen subconsciously squinted his eyes to look carefully, but before he could see clearly, a golden light shot out, and a huge hole the size of his head was shot in his chest.

Huge pain hit my heart, exactly like the real pain, and my whole body twitched violently uncontrollably, almost making Rosen faint on the spot.

The pain, which was as violent as a flood and as real as a nail in the brain, lasted for a full minute before slowly disappearing.

Rosen touched his body again, and found that everything was intact.

Such a sense of spell strike and soul-deep pain, which is exactly the same as the real world, made him feel a deep sense of fear, and he never wanted to experience it again in a short time.

A voice as indifferent as frost came from the opposite side.

"Master Rosen, you could have easily dodged this blow, but your bad habits made you let your guard down, and if you were in the mortal world, you would have died."

Rosen was shocked, and immediately put away all jokes and saluted the latter respectfully.

"Thank you for the teachings of the saints."

St. Alfreda nodded slowly, and continued: "Then, let's start fighting!"

Rosen nodded, but a thought quickly flashed in his mind: "In any case, you can't use the gravitational spell of the four-dimensional space-time concept, you have to use the universal gravitational version." '

Before the fight, he asked: "Then shall I fight you empty-handed?"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that he had two more things in his hands, one was a staff of flowers, and the other was a bracelet for assisting spellcasting in a calm manner.

Alfroya's voice came: "When the countdown ends, the battle will begin."

Following her words, a digital light and shadow appeared above the round platform, shrinking continuously.

Stimulated by the terrible punishment of death, Rosen concentrated his thoughts violently and stared at his opponent.

When the number shrunk to zero, the thought tightened, and he used the three axes to deal with the high-ranking mage.

The untraceable mirror body was released immediately, and the body flew up in the air, flying around the sky at an extremely fast speed with an almost irregular trajectory, and released a large number of fine mirror images.

Then with a thought, another gravitational light ball has quickly flew towards the opponent.

Unexpectedly, before the gravitational light ball exploded, the opponent's body also quickly left the place, using Thurrow's dashing technique.

But she only moved 5 meters, and just after the movement, a circle of transparent light burst out from her whole body, and the looming light spread rapidly, and soon hit Rosen.

Rosen immediately felt out of control, and rushed to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah~~~ bang!"

Rosen broke his neck on the spot, twisting his whole body on the ground.

The body was out of control, but he couldn't die for a while, only because of the terrible pain, he couldn't control the violent convulsions.

During the difficult time of death penalty, Alfreda began to fight and comment.

"Master Rosen, you can be proud of defeating the high-level 6-star Damsis with a huge disadvantage of a mid-level 9-star, but this is taking advantage of the sneak attack and taking advantage of your knowledge."

"If someone has the same knowledge as you and confronts you head-on, it will be easy to crack your power."

Rosen didn't say a word, knowing that he couldn't play tricks, so he could only fight with hard skills.

After 1 minute, his body recovered as before.

"Come again."

Five seconds later, another defeat.

The body was twisted into twists by the opponent's spell, the bones of the whole body were broken inch by inch, and the internal organs turned into meat paste, which was sprayed out directly from the mouth.

Died extremely horribly!

"Come again."

This time for 7 seconds.

Seven seconds later, he got hit by the opponent's 'Wind Group Bite' technique.

The so-called wind stings mean that streams of condensed air rage around the body like a swarm of bees, giving Rosen the pleasure of being lingering.

In half a second, his body was ripped apart by the airflow, and his whole body was stripped alive into a skeleton!

After 1 minute, everything was back to normal.

Rosen knelt on the ground and raised his hand to stop.

"Holy One, let me take it easy~ let me take it easy~"

The death penalty is really terrible, and he also needs time to do some battle summaries.

St. Alfreda stopped moving: "Is the feeling of death realistic?"

The voice was still as indifferent as frost, but Rosen could faintly smell a schadenfreude.

"It's so realistic~ it's so realistic~ I almost thought I was going to die."

"So, is the fear of death punishment enough to help you gather your spirit?"

"Enough is enough!"

It's even a bit too much, although there is no evidence, but I still have a vague feeling that the other party is trying to make him experience various strange ways of death.

Of course, the effect is also extraordinary.

Although he lasted for less than 10 seconds each time, he cast spells with extreme strength each time, which greatly stimulated the spirit, even greater than the gains gained from fighting in Baima Town.

Sure enough, super-high-level combat drills are much more rewarding than fighting with a few stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

He obviously felt that his spellcasting ability had made a breakthrough, stabilized at 7 stars, and began to break through upwards.

Alfreda waited for a while, and then said: "It seems that this time the training has reached the goal."

"No, a few more, I can hold it!"

Rosen stood up, took a deep breath, and gathered all his energy.

Then he threw 10 more in a row!
A 24-star archmage mastered too many spells.

He also has an extremely full understanding of his fighting style. No matter how hard Rosen works, being able to prolong his survival time by one second is already a huge improvement.

'Plop~'

Rosen knelt down on the ground again, his face was pale and his body trembled uncontrollably because of the horrific death punishment many times.

He let out a long breath: "Holy One, this is back to the limit."

He died 13 times in a row, most of which were caused by different causes, but most of them were in extreme pain. After a few more times, he felt that his spirit was about to collapse.

Really need to take it easy.

St. Alfreda nodded: "Master Rosen, your performance is already very good. This new grace has been developed for 35 years, and the highest death record in the first training is 10 times."

Rosen smiled weakly: "I am honored to set a new record."

After thinking about it, I still have some resentment in my heart.

Because on several occasions, the other party could kill him easily, but they had to use the most painful way.

Although this helped increase the fear of death and help him concentrate his spirit, it did make a huge breakthrough in his spellcasting ability.

But it really hurts!
It is not a good thing to keep this resentment in your heart, it will make your life unhappy, and it will also affect your practice.

The best thing to do is to spill it.

But the other party is a golden saint, the daughter of a god, or a 24-star extraordinary archmage, so she must not vent her anger directly.

It doesn't work in the normal way.

How to do?
After thinking about it, Rosen had a solution.

He said: "Holy One, I recently studied the number axis and encountered a problem, can I ask you for a solution?"

"Number axis. I happen to have some research on number axis. You can ask."

"I happened to read a math book. There was a saying in the book that any integer greater than 5 can be written as the sum of three bases."

"I don't know whether this statement is right or wrong, can you tell me the answer?"

Cardinal number is the name for prime numbers in this world.

St. Alfreda was lost in thought.

After about 3 minutes, she shook her head slowly: "I don't know for now, give me some time, and I will give you the answer."

"Okay. Can I go then?"

"Okay." St. Alfreda nodded absent-mindedly, but immediately added another paragraph.

"Master Rosen, Father God is a just god, but mortals are different, and each mortal contributes differently to the Golden Land, so Father God treats mortals differently."

"But mortals are jealous, and the more ignorant they are, the more jealous they are. Please keep the details of this kind of high-level divine grace confidential."

As soon as the words fell, Rosen felt his eyes go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the apse of the temple.

(End of this chapter)