Magic Tool

What he practiced was the highest code of darkness of the Dark Holy See, which possessed the meaning of supreme darkness. Just by releasing his breath quietly, one could feel the endless darkness growing, covering, and corroding in the heart, as if it could shake the whole person's mind. All pulled into the darkness.

The darkness, the abyss, and the resulting panic, fear, etc., all kinds of indescribable emotions began to grow in Luo Wen's heart.

This is the superficial influence of the top meditation method of the Dark Holy See on people. This has not yet been formally fought, but the entanglement of breath has such an effect.

The two confront each other, test each other, and look deeply at each other.

Luo Wen relaxed his mind, felt the nature of the other party's meditation lightly, and then wiped it out of the spiritual world like sweeping dust.

Standing next to Stanford, Rowan said lightly, as if in a teasing tone, The door here is not easy to find, so I came in through the window. Nuoda is a dark church, and the door is not easy to install. Let people go to the balcony.

Stanford looked at Rowan's side face, seeing that he didn't even look at him, feeling a little angry in his heart.

Rowan, you are blind, right? Such a big door... He suddenly saw that the door on the first floor under his feet had turned into a dead wall at some point, and the door had long since disappeared. .

His face changed instantly.

The teasing face on the corner of Luo Wen's mouth became a little sarcastic, Many years ago, when I was a little magician, I knew that if someone wanted to bully you, you must fight back, otherwise, this person will be like a mad dog. Bully you endlessly, because bullying is addictive, and you must let him know how painful it is for some people, so that he will learn to behave, don’t you think, the first vice pope beat people, Mr. Stanford.”

Luo Wen turned his head around, and the two of them were less than one meter apart, and they looked at each other.

Hearing Rowan's words, Stanford's face changed. As the first vice pope of the Dark Vatican, he will exist as the Pope in the future. Rowan threatened himself like this, and he simply didn't take the Dark Vatican seriously. His status is condescending , I wanted to go back, but just as I was about to say something, I saw Luo Wen turn his head.

What kind of eyes are those.

Indifferent, empty, deep, and mysterious, the infinite stars in his eyes seemed to have infinite magic power, attracting his mind. Under the vast, vast, endless starry sky, Stanford felt like a tiny dust.

He knew that his spirit was captured by the other party, so he immediately started to meditate, trying to break free, and at the same time, he had a very intuitive understanding of the incomparable spiritual power of the other party.

No wonder the pope said that there is no need to be an enemy of Rowan. The star mages are all perverts, and any great magician can be unmatched in any aspect. It turns out that this is true.

He tried his best to get his spirit out of the other party's spiritual world, but the harder he tried, he found himself sinking deeper and deeper.

That kind of vast and boundless power, like the vastness of the universe starry sky, seemed to completely annihilate him.

. . .

I don't know how long it has passed. When Stanford thought that Rowan had completely locked his mental power and imprisoned him in the illusion of mental power, he suddenly woke up, and the world in front of him returned to reality.

He looked left and right, and Luo Wen's figure had long since disappeared. Then he suddenly lowered his head, looked at his hands, touched his body, and the cold sweat dripped down his head instantly.

Master Starry Sky, they are indeed a bunch of perverts.

Stanford finally understood what the Pope had said.

His face was extremely gloomy. He sensed the downstairs, and the door had changed back to its original appearance at some point.

He just realized now that in front of a magician who is proficient in the illusion of spiritual power, what he sees is not necessarily real, and what he feels is not necessarily real, especially when the total amount of mental power of the other party is extremely huge. No matter how high-end the essence of the meditation method is, it is useless in front of the monster.

The sea water is very soft and can be crushed easily with a touch, but in the sea, a hand is nothing, and the strong wind and waves will make you understand the meaning of insignificance.

He quickly sent out a voice transmission.

What time is it?

My lord? Didn't you retreat?

Stanford was shocked when he heard this.

It's been three months since you said you were going to retreat last time. The man answered honestly.

Stanford was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, damn Rowan.

Also, my lord, are you out of customs? His Excellency the Pope asked you to go, it seems that there is some news to inform you.

Stanford's face became even more gloomy.

He turned around and strode away from the side hall.

. . .

main hall.

Dark red seats, dark red tables, black ground, solemn and solemn, the hall can be described as vast, and a tall and stalwart figure stands in the center of the hall.

Where he stands, it seems to be the center of the entire hall. The surrounding light and surrounding environment all set off his existence.

Stanford walked in from the outside, feeling a little depressed, and after seeing this figure, his mood became even more gloomy.

Master Pope, are you back?

The tall figure turned around slowly, revealing his face.

Very ordinary appearance, slightly higher forehead than ordinary people, looks a bit wise.

He looked at Stanford, his voice couldn't be said to be deep, nor could it be said to be crisp, and he said calmly like an ordinary person, I heard that you have seen that Rowan?

Stanford nodded, but the sweat dripped slowly from his forehead.

His Excellency looked at his performance, shook his head, and said, Do you know? The child Rowan, let's call him a child, is the only star mage in the world who likes to walk in the world. The legend of the star mage does not need to Let me say more, you should also understand that they use the starry sky as their way of meditation. Every starry sky mage, whether it is spiritual power or magic power, is an extremely huge existence. Their existence seems to have broken the concept of ordinary magicians , even those of us who have practiced the idea of ​​​​God's Meditation are completely incomparable to it, do you know why every organization has issued an order not to provoke the star mage?

Stanford thought in his heart that he must be defeated, but he didn't say it out. He felt a little uncomfortable because he really didn't have any power to fight back in front of Rowan.

After becoming a Great Demon Spiritualist, the starry sky mage will have a qualitative leap in strength, and the starry sky mage who has traveled the world once will have a huge change in strength. Even the saints of the two races of monsters, including us, It may not necessarily be the other party's opponent, your reckless attempt to embarrass him this time has already made him question my teaching, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to cooperate in the future.

He flipped his wrist, and there was an extra token in his hand, which was Luo Wen's Supreme Elder token.

Seeing this, Stanford immediately understood why the Pope asked him to come here. Speaking of these words, this Rowan actually didn't care about their status as the Supreme Elder of the Dark Holy See. Is this arrogance or strength?

His heart sank.

The Pope put away the token, sighed, and said, I didn't see him, this token was sent by Budis, it's a pity. He turned around again, and said lightly, You go , the first vice pope is still you, but I hope that you will not be so stupid in the future.

Sweat dripped from Stanford's forehead, Yes...my lord.

. . .

After Rowan taught Stanford a lesson, he actually didn't feel much joy in his heart. He just needed some materials and didn't like to toss and fiddle. In his bones, he was just a standard otaku.

After understanding the nature of the world's operation, he no longer wants to care about the messy things of the human race, sea race, monster race, and demon race. Maintaining racial diversity is the essence of the world. Although you kill me and I kill you, many people will live. In hatred, but isn't that the way the world is?