Demon Royal Family

Augusta's face was formal, "The irrelevant people have been sent away, and the next step is to get down to business."

Ivo also looked serious, with a sense of mission filling his chest. He felt that he was shouldering the responsibility for the rise and fall of the world. He said in a firm tone: "Tell me, what should I do?"

Augusta said slowly: "Face the Pope alone and say to him, 'The crow has three eyes.'"

Ivo blinked: "Then what?"

"Gone."

Click, the sense of mission was instantly shattered.

Ivo looked confused: "Are you kidding me? This is an important message about the survival of the world?! Are you taking your daydream seriously? How can telling the Pope this bad news determine the survival of the world?! "

Augusta sighed: "I will give you another personal message, 'What you think is the truth is just a reflection in the water.'"

"What I hate the most is you scholars, who insist on talking in a cloudy and misty manner, just to make up for the moths."

Augusta raised his head with a relaxed look on his face: "I finally passed on this message, and I can finally get peace."

Augusta suddenly put away the mana barrier outside the altar, and six rays of blue light successfully gathered above the altar. Ivo clearly felt that the altar began to shake slightly.

The altar was activated, and a white halo of light lit up inside the altar. The halo of light flowed on the wall like ripples. An indescribable feeling filled the altar, as if some high-ranking being had cast its gaze. Augusta's body quickly Turn into dust and dissipate.

The old man in his mind suddenly shrank, worried about being spied on by a high-ranking being.

Augusta's spirit body began to collapse, and he suddenly smiled, "Let me give you one last gift."

He suddenly grabbed a blue mana light ball from the spirit body and pressed it on Ivo's back.

The blue light group turned into a circle of azure tattoos surrounded by wizard words, covering half of Ivo's back.

There was no pain. Ivo only felt as if there was an extra limb on his back, as if he could freely control the blue tattoo.

"This is the mana I passed on to you. It is left on your body by enchanting it with you. Although it consumes 90% of the mana, it is still at the level of a five-ring wizard. This thing is called a 'mana furnace'."

A message came into his mind, and Ivo immediately understood how to use the mana furnace.

The mana furnace is very powerful. If the host wants to be a full-time mage, he can refine the mana in the portable enchantment into his own power and quickly become a true five-ring wizard.

However, due to the Mimic's second curse of magical insulation and elemental aversion, Ivo was unable to use this effect, but this also let him know that Augusta did not know that he and Berman were both Mimics, otherwise he would not have Set this function.

If he were not a Mimic, he could reach the sky in an instant and cross the hierarchy to become a five-ring wizard...

The mana furnace contains five-ring wizard-level mana. Although he cannot absorb it, he can borrow it.

Even if the mana furnace is exhausted, it can automatically absorb free elements and recharge it within a day.

But this mana is not Ivo's own power, so he still cannot use various magics.

He can use magic props exclusive to mages, and can even control mana for the simplest uses, such as mana shock, mana fluctuation, mana shield, etc.

Although the total amount of mana of the five-ring wizard is large, the mana is not like the physical power of holy light and sword energy, and the power of simply using mana fluctuations is very small.

So the Mana Forge sounds very powerful, but its effect on Ivo is far from that great.

Ivo knew that one should not be too greedy, and having a mana furnace was already an unexpected blessing.

More importantly, the Mimic's bloodline brought him greater benefits.

However, everything has its pros and cons. Augusta left the mana furnace not entirely out of good intentions. It was both a gift and the Sword of Damocles. The mana furnace has been tampered with by Augusta. If Ivo delivers the message to the Pope within five years, everything will be fine. On the contrary, if his request is not met within five years, the mana furnace will explode and take away Ivo's life.

Augusta made this clear to Ivo in order to urge him to pass the message to the Pope.

This is his insurance policy.

After all, he would not bet everything on Ivo's integrity.

Augusta's spirit body finally turned into light dust and was summoned away by the place of return.

This time he was really dead.

Ivo was a little depressed, "This old man tied a time bomb to me before he died. He is very thoughtful."

The mana furnace is a powerful new ability, but now is definitely not the time to study it. Ivo was about to slam the brass disk to open the passage. Heavy footsteps sounded from the altar platform above his head. Just hearing the footsteps, Ivo felt that someone was coming. aggressive.

In this ruins, it is impossible for the friendly forces to come...

A bold (zuo) (si) plan suddenly appeared in Ivo's mind.

He wants to pretend to be a stickman!

He directly put on Augusta's bishop's red robe, took out the transformation powder, and transformed his face into Augusta's appearance according to his imagination.

After he was ready, he opened the altar platform, and the people outside fell down. Dressed in gold-red robes and flying in the air, it was the red-haired female leader who was chasing after him.

Ouch, there is no place in life where we don’t meet.

The red-haired female leader looked around in surprise, and soon discovered Ivo, who was wearing a red robe and had changed his face.

Ivo held back his laughter and imitated Augusta's tone of voice, speaking in a vicissitudes and kind tone: "Child, I am..."

However, he only said a few words when the red-haired female leader stabbed him with a dagger without saying a word.

Ivo ducked away in embarrassment and almost yelled, "You don't play according to the routine. I haven't even finished the lines I prepared for the magic stick. Why don't you give me a chance to fool you?"

The red-haired female leader's beautiful eyes were full of evil. She didn't care who the person in front of her was. She had the aura to kill all the creatures she saw. Her mood was easy to understand. She had been escaped by Ivo three times and was extremely irritable. To enter menopause early.

And in the ruins, she also had no friendly troops, and all she saw were enemies.

Ivo groaned inwardly, the space was so small that it was difficult for him to escape.

With a sudden thought, he used the newly obtained mana furnace, and a wave of mana erupted from his feet. He jumped out of the altar like an arrow from a string. The mana furnace was surprisingly flexible and easy to use.

Ivo had an idea and raised his right hand towards the red-haired female leader who was chasing after him. A surging mana blast blasted out, sending sand and dust flying.

The red-haired female leader raised her dagger to block, her long hair fluttering, and she was unscathed, but she was pushed away far away.

"We can hold her back!" Ivo's eyes flashed, and another plan was outlined in his mind.

…

Norrington stood under the blue light beam and gradually cracked the secret lock according to the solutions provided by the Vatican Archmage in the summons badge, reaching the fourth level.

Cross-space communication consumes a lot of mana, and the communication is unstable. Norrington only contacts the Grand Masters once an hour. The Grand Masters calculate from the outside and tell Norrington the solution without delaying the cracking progress.

"At this rate, we can open the treasure house soon," Norrington said with hot eyes. Unfortunately, time was limited. The secret locks of the other two treasure houses had different structures, so the blue treasure house could only be opened first.

Under the prompts of the Archmage of the Vatican, Norrington finally discovered that time flows at different speeds in the ruins, so the Mage of the Vatican focused on one of the treasure troves, forgetting all sleep and food, and actually increased the cracking speed several times.

According to this progress, it seems that the blue treasure house can really be opened before the ruins are closed.

Looking at the mountains of high-purity magic stones, Norrington was full of energy.

…

The guillotine chopped off the head of the last death knight, and Balzac let out a breath.

"Something seems to have happened to the altar. We must hurry up."

Balzac put away his guillotine and led his men forward quickly.

Soon we arrived outside the central altar.

On the altar, six rays of blue light converged, and the collision emitted circles of blue star-like light fragments, which undulated like waves and continued to fall on the altar, which also emitted a hazy white light.

Balzac was about to go up to take a look when a fight broke out at the top of the altar.

He saw a red figure exuding mana fluctuations, blocking the heretic woman from approaching.

Balzac's eyes suddenly widened, staring directly at the red robe of the bishop on Ivo, and shouted inaudibly: "The red archbishop?!"

…

Na Fei's eyes were dazzled, and she was already in another place.

It was pitch black all around, like a black mist that could not be seen through. Lightning was faintly running through the black mist. This was a place of void.

Under her feet was an empty black straight road, as smooth as black crystal, large enough for hundreds of people to walk side by side, and very spacious.

Nafi stood at the starting point of the straight road. There was a small swirling dot at the end several thousand meters away, which was the exit of Sandhiti.

This straight road seems to be a bridge across the dark void.

The exit was in sight, but Nafei sat down with a calm look on her face.

Since two people came to this ruins together, they had to go out together. She would not abandon Ivo and leave alone. She would wait for Ivo here.

"Girl, why do you want to stay?"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded behind Nafei. She stood up, turned around and fired a fireball, but nothing was hit.

The voice sounded behind her again, with some dissatisfaction: "Are all women after a thousand years so irritable?"

Nafei's face was solemn. She didn't even notice who was speaking, "Who are you?"

"Human? I'm not a human. You go forward."

Nafei walked forward slowly. After walking a few hundred steps, she saw a large circular pit in the center of the straight road. In the center of the pit was a spear as black as ink, nearly two meters long. A dirty black flag was tied to the end of the spear and was spread haphazardly on the ground.

"What's this?"

Nafei wanted to get closer, but the spear seemed to have a repulsive force. She was blocked five meters away and could not move forward.

She was a little surprised and wary. There were too many mysteries surrounding Sandhiti. She didn't know where this spear came from.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt anyone."

A translucent spirit appeared next to the pitch-black spear. He was wearing a sleeveless armor with a very ancient style. He had flowing black hair and a resolute appearance. He was a strong man.

He looked at the spear and sighed: "This spear is the core that keeps this secondary space from collapsing. Ordinary people cannot get close to it."

Nafi asked warily: "Then who are you?"

The male ghost said casually: "I'm just a poor dead person who can't leave. I've been lonely in this dead space for hundreds of years, and finally I'm waiting for a living person to come and chat with me."

Nafei frowned slightly, as if she was sure that the male ghost could not hurt anyone, so she walked a little further away and sat down, continuing to close her eyes and relax, pretending that he did not exist, and turned a deaf ear to the male ghost's screams.

The male ghost shook his head and gradually disappeared, leaving a helpless sigh: "Another slut."

A blue vein appeared on Nafei's forehead.