Restarting the myth

The time goes back twenty minutes to ten o'clock in the evening.

Capital Hotel, fourth floor, luxury suite.

The stylus of the desktop gramophone fell gently, the stylus rotated, and soft music flowed in every corner of the suite.

Philomena put on a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. Under the bathrobe, her slender legs were faintly visible, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbones and fair skin.

She sat in front of the makeup mirror and wiped off her night cream. Her face in the mirror was stunning, with her blond hair flowing down her shoulders like a waterfall. She looked charming.

Wayne met the veiled eldest sister in the hotel restaurant. She was her.

Philomena Ursula!

The High Priest and Golden Mage sent by the Moonlight Church to Lundam. If nothing unexpected happens, she will become the top person in charge of the Windsor Division of the Moonlight Church and shoulder the important task of the church's expansion in Windsor.

The dignified Golden Mage only lives in luxury suites, not the best presidential suites. This is understandable. If Philomena is just a Golden Mage, she can live anywhere, but she also has the status of a district high priest and pays for it at public expense. Under such circumstances, it is natural to take the lead and save as much as possible.

Other magicians live in ordinary rooms on the second floor, two people per room, mainly to save money.

Looking at her beautiful face in the mirror, Philomena sighed slightly. She was no longer young. Every time she looked in the mirror, she felt like she was getting older again.

As far as appearance is concerned, Philomena has nothing to do with old age. Her manners are elegant and full of mature charm, but she doesn't think so. Even if she is a golden mage, her appearance will remain in peak condition until her death.

Philomena felt that her mentality was getting old.

Magic keeps her young forever, but the responsibilities on her body make her age day by day. With a twenty-seven-year-old face and a rotten and old heart, the more she looks at it, the more unhappy she becomes.

For example, this trip to Lundam.

The Royal Family of Windsor agreed to the expansion of the Moonlight Church's power within the country, and the Windsor Ministry of Magic and the Moonlight Church negotiated. During this period, several senior officials from the Ministry of Magic took the opportunity to ask for benefits.

It’s not for nothing. In the future, the Moonlight Church will expand in Windsor, and the senior management who got the benefits will give the green light to the whole process to ensure that the subsequent progress will go smoothly.

It’s okay if you don’t pay. They are all people with status and can’t do anything like wearing small shoes. But if something happens, I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with it. Go over there and line up and go through the process.

This is how magic works!

Philomena and her party brought the benefits requested by the Ministry of Magic and came to the city of Luzelle as promised. It is a small country with few people. Apart from the Holy See of Heavenly Father, there are no other religious forces in the territory, so it is very suitable for meeting and trading.

In a private transaction, neither party knows each other at the end of the transaction, and it will not be made public in the future.

The transaction location is located in the Grand Canyon to prevent fraud and the church's resources from being wasted, and also to prevent the Ministry of Magic from turning its back and disowning people. The Moonlight Church and its party have deployed many emergency measures in the Grand Canyon.

After waiting for a week, the Ministry of Magic still refused to show up.

Life is not easy, the high priest sighed.

If this was the speed at which Windsor went through the process, she felt there was nothing wrong with giving some gifts, so as not to be hampered by everything in the future and have to put off everything she had to do.

Philomena applied the night cream and lotion to her legs. After wiping it, she was ready to rest. Before turning off the lights, she faintly noticed some changes in the air.

This change was indescribable. Philomena was aware of it but could not describe it. She believed in the Golden Mage's intuition and responded to what she felt. She tightened the ribbon around her waist and stood up to the bedroom window.

Outside the window, the moon was shining brightly, and the streetlights on both sides of the road extended to the left and right. Several cars passed slowly and leisurely, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

She squinted her eyes to hide the shock in her eyes, and opened the window in front of her with her hand.

There were no stars or moonlight outside the window, and there was only one bedroom that looked like a mirror. The difference was that she was not in the mirror.

"Boundary?"

Philomena murmured, suspecting that it was the Ministry of Magic's method. She did not explore the situation in the bedroom opposite. She came to the closet and took out a black suitcase.

"For a transaction to be a transaction, both parties must be present. It is stealing without the owner's permission, and doing it in front of the owner is called robbery."

Philomena looked very ugly. She was bullying customers at the Ministry of Magic store. She wanted benefits but did not want to take responsibility. She looked too ugly.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from a corner on the fifth floor, followed by continuous roars and explosions that drifted away into the distance.

Philomena sensed the breath of death and the holy light, and was very confused.

"Aren't you here for me?"

She looked at the direction of the chaotic magic power in surprise. In terms of the level of magic power that exploded, he was a golden mage like her.

Two golden mages fighting in a melee...

The inexplicable barrier suddenly fell into place. There was another person who was ambushed, and she just happened to live in the same hotel with him.

"The Ministry of Magic was wrongly blamed!"

Philomena thought like this, took out a coat, put it on her body, and carried her suitcase to the corridor. The cold death air lingered, and the scattered holy flames burned everywhere.

Under the combined effect of the two powerful energies, the fourth floor of the hotel was in a mess. Fortunately, the two golden mages fought farther and farther away, otherwise the innocent people affected would have been miserable.

Philomena saw several guests pushing the door and peeking their heads in. She ignored their attempts to strike up a conversation and took the stairs to the second floor. She wanted to ensure that no one was harmed, leave the hotel as soon as possible, and not become a meaningless crowd-pleaser.

On the third floor, Philomena stopped and frowned at 'himself' who was climbing up the stairs. Her body was covered by a white robe, her blond hair was withered and dull, her cheeks were so thin that her cheekbones were prominent, and she used rich makeup to cover up her aging appearance.

"I found you, Philomena."

Rifilo's purple eyeshadow was thick, and the corners of his black lips were raised, and his smile was particularly creepy.

"What are you?"

"Can't you tell? I am you!"

"Sorry, I can't tell."

Philomena was silent for a few seconds. She was old and ugly, and her makeup was terrible. She was not her.

Rifilo's eyes flashed scarlet, and his malice was not concealed. His hand hidden in his robe quickly raised up, and he pulled the trigger of the exquisite lady's pistol continuously.

The bullet did not hurt Philomena at all. The golden wizard's life barrier opened and blocked all the incoming bullets.

Life can evolve!

Ordinary people who have not learned magic will have more or less residual in their bodies because of long-term contact with the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind. They can get a strong body through exercise.

Exercise to the extreme, the level of retired urban soldiers, it is possible to condense the seeds of magic.

In the hexagram stage, the magician apprentice will inevitably condense the seeds of magic power and initially gain magic power;

In the silver stage, the magician's magic power will further grow, and he will master more methods to control magic power;

In the gold stage, the magic seeds will blossom and bear fruit, and the life barrier will be born under the action of the golden triangle. In this state, the golden magician can refuse external things and enter the void universe.

Can't stay too long, it will go crazy!

In the legendary stage, the life barrier evolves into the life force field. The magician has an independent self. At this stage, he can refuse any change and will not go crazy when entering the void universe.

The premise of not going crazy is that the legendary magician refuses to change and refuses the omnipresent knowledge. Once a precedent is set, the desire will burst out completely, and the result will be the end of the Lord of the Void.

Crazy, insist that you are not crazy.

Going up, the life force field still has the possibility of evolution, which requires a large amount of four elements to accumulate. The God's Chosen Continent cannot meet this requirement. Only the void and the kingdom of God hidden in the void can do it.

Digging for the four elements in the void will definitely lead to death. Only by finding the portal to the Kingdom of God can it be possible. Considering that the Kingdom of God has an owner, the legendary wizard must be mentally prepared to be 007.

Only if you are willing can you ascend. If you are not willing, you can only be a legendary wizard in this life. When your life is over, you will die.

The camera returns to Philomena. Rifilo empties the magazine, throws away the lady's pistol in his hand, reaches into the white robe with both hands, and draws a sword and a gun.

The single-edged sword represents the waning moon, and the magic pistol symbolizes the new moon.

The single-edged sword is slender and straight, and the blade shines coldly, like the Milky Way under the night sky, the light is obscure and dazzling.

The new moon pistol is silver-white, longer than ordinary pistols, with an elegant luster, and the overall shape presents a simple line beauty.

Seeing these two weapons, Philomena looked solemn: "I began to believe that you are me."

"It has always been, hasn't it?" Rifilo smiled ferociously, and he could no longer bear it.

Philomena put down the suitcase, opened her hands, and held the long sword and pistol that looked exactly the same: "At least not now, I am fifty years later, and we meet for the first time. Thank you for telling me how miserable I will be in the future."

Bang, bang, bang!

Lifilo raised her gun and shot straight. The bitch has been saying that she is old since they met, and it is endless.

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At the same time, the people from the Moonlight Church on the second floor met their own faces.

Of course, there are also those who did not meet themselves. Although they looked in the mirror, there was nothing in the mirror. The inner world is a trash can with an independent plot. There are birth, aging, sickness and death. The dead cannot be projected into the outer world.

The battle was about to break out and entered a white-hot state.

The Moonlight Church was caught off guard and lost several silver mages when they met. They were strong, and the opponent was not weak either. They were calculating but not intentional, and fell into a bitter battle with defense as the main focus.

They were waiting for the high priest. The high priest and "themselves" launched an offensive and defensive battle. It was difficult to tell the winner in a short time.

It's a battle of strength and death!

At this time, Wayne was fighting the Death Knight. The magic fluctuations he sensed came from the battle area on the second floor. Although the energy was not strong, it was lively. The fire element crackled and the enthusiasm guided him in the direction.

Ten minutes later, the black-robed people could not stand the intense consumption of the four elements. They were afraid that the mirror space projection barrier would collapse, so they opened the forbidden magic field in advance.

This move was a last resort.

According to the original battle plan, the mirror projection would consume the Moonlight Church first, fight for half an hour, and the damned would die, and the disabled would be disabled, and then open the forbidden magic field to enter and beat.

If you are lucky, you may be able to take advantage of the heat.

Now it's not possible. The reserves of the four elements are insufficient. Once they are exhausted, the mirror projection barrier will collapse, and the members of the Moonlight Church can leave at any time.

If the plan fails, they will all be in trouble.

The moment the forbidden magic field was activated, all the magicians in the hotel were affected.

The weaker the strength, the greater the impact of the forbidden magic field. The Death Knight, who could fight Wayne on equal terms before, was fooled by the mouth cannon and directly received a box lunch.

The people of the Moonlight Church were shocked and terrified. They could not use magic, and there were no hot weapons around them. Their fighting spirit dropped to the freezing point.

The "selves" in the mirror world were fearless. The crazy inner world had already tortured them beyond human form. Driven by resentment, they raised their fists and launched close combat.

In the corridors and guest rooms, melee figures can be seen everywhere.

Boom!

In a corridor somewhere, Philomena and herself competed in swordsmanship. The golden wizard could not break free from the constraints of the forbidden magic field. When he could not use magic, the crescent pistol was not as convenient as a fire stick.

The two ladies had gorgeous swordsmanship, agile posture, and agile movements. Their long golden hair fluttered, and the sharp sword light intertwined. The cold line of flowing clouds passed through the air. When they collided, it was like a dance full of beauty.

This was not a simple contest of strength. Every strike contained skills and combat experience. The same teacher taught them, and they could not break their moves.

Different worlds mean different people. Even if it is the same face, there will definitely be changes.

The living environment of Lifilo destined her swordsmanship to be extreme and vicious. She gradually took the initiative and oppressed Philomena.

The tip of the sword danced with cold light, colliding with the gorgeous flowing water picture.

Philomena's defense was impeccable, and she said calmly: "Stop, the conspirator is hiding in the dark. Even if you can kill me, you are not the final winner."

Lifilo couldn't bear to hear this. When the battle started, she lost control of her emotions and fell into hysteria. Her eyes were red and she only wanted to kill herself in the outer world.

Philomena was helpless when she saw this. The enemy had not yet appeared. The two consecutive barriers were big moves. She wanted to win her over to stop the meaningless fight, but the other party didn't listen at all.

In this case, she could only get rid of "herself" first.

Philomena took light steps, took several rises and falls, and jumped into the ruins of the corridor shattered by magic.

Sensing the sword blade following closely behind her, she deflected the sword body calmly, bent her waist and arched the bridge, touched the ground with one hand, and the straight waistline tightened the bathrobe. When the sharp sword blade passed in front of her eyes, the cold front in her hand swept down.

In his haste to attack, Rifilo rushed too fast and failed to avoid the sword. The blood line on his chest and abdomen was torn, and the bright red soaked his white robe in an instant.

Philomena supported the ground with one hand, and the sword passed by, and the whip kick swept across, kicking Rifilo hard into the distance.

She picked up the suitcase in the ruins and said kindly: "You are not from this world. The grievances of this world have nothing to do with you. The injury is not fatal. Don't chase me anymore. Wait for the forbidden magic field to disperse, heal your wounds and go back."

With that, she left without looking back.

"Stop, I haven't lost yet!"

Rifilo shouted loudly, covering the sword wound on his chest and abdomen and chasing forward.

"You are not my opponent. The killing intent is too strong, which disturbs your thinking..."

Philomena walked away, regardless of whether she could hear it or not, looking for the first second floor in the chaotic space.

She persuaded, if the latter insisted on going her own way, she could only pray for the other party.

I hope he is okay!

First the mirror space, then the forbidden magic field, each move was fatal, leaving no chance for survival.

"These two barriers are not something that ordinary forces can support..."

Philomena's heart was shrouded in gloom, guessing the possibility of the Windsor Ministry of Magic, considering that there were still two golden wizards fighting, leaving a glimmer of hope.

On the other side, Rifilo chased with a pale face, blood dripping down his robe to the ground, and every step was extremely difficult.

"Excuse me, lady, are you the person in the mirror?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Rifilo turned his head fiercely.

"It seems so."

Seeing the red light in the other's eyes, Wayne nodded secretly, hesitated a little, and prepared to take a detour to leave.

He doesn't hit women.

"Wait a minute."

Rifilo called Wayne out, looked at Mona beside him, his eyes stopped at the neck, and swallowed his saliva with a little desire.

Mona frowned, full of malice, making her very uncomfortable: "Boss, can I beat her?"

"Forget it, don't bully people, she is so injured."

Wayne shook his head and said sympathetically: "Take her sword, it's too dangerous, if she falls, it will aggravate her injuries."

"You are so considerate."

"I have been like this since I was a child, I am used to being a good person."

Wayne sighed, he is good at everything, but he is too kind, because of this, he has suffered a lot in society.

Rifilo listened to the conversation between the master and servant in amazement, and laughed out loud in anger. Although she was injured, she still had the foundation of the golden mage, and was confident that she could subdue the other party with only the essence of life.

Kill the man, and leave the woman to replenish blood!

A white light flashed in front of his eyes.

Rifilo fell down with a dizzy head. Before he fainted, he was only surprised that Mona could still use magic.

Ignoring the forbidden magic field, at least it is a legendary mage level, that's good, in this way, she is dead in the surface world.

Mona retracted her straight punch, and the light of the holy mark on the back of her hand faded.

She didn't know that she had knocked down the golden wizard of the other world with one punch. She picked up the long sword on the ground. Seeing that Li Feiluo was seriously injured, she couldn't bear it, so she tore the other's robe into strips and bandaged it simply.

Good people are rewarded, and they were rewarded on the spot!

When she lifted the white robe, Mona saw the holster hanging on the other's waist, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Boss, there is a gun."

"That's more dangerous. If it goes off accidentally, the injured person's life will be in danger. Hurry up and get it." Wayne said hurriedly.

"Oh."

Mona knew that this behavior was shameful, and the education she received did not allow her to help the evil, but then again, the truth is not about the person, and if it were the angel master, everything could be explained.

The master told her not to ask questions, and she was obedient, so there was no need to explain.

"The sword is a bit thin, the gun is good..."

"Hey, magic pistol?!"

Wayne's eyes lit up, what did he say, the times have changed, and someone must have updated the version.

"Great, I finally found you."

Wayne took two steps forward and memorized Rifilo's face in his mind. He wanted to see if the original pistol was the one he had lost.