I wore it after killing the God of Light

It's not that Li Mingguang hates the poor and loves the rich, it's that the element content of the big plane is far from what the small plane can compare.

The larger the plane, the stronger the carrying capacity.

Li Mingguang, who had just finished the fight, took a deep breath of the fresh air in the city.

And in a sense, he really just came back from the countryside.

He has been to this plane before.

This is the buffer zone of the frontline battlefield, protected by the cessation of war treaty. Abyssal creatures and some other fantasy species can be seen on the street from time to time. The atmosphere is relatively peaceful, not so tense, and even occasionally gods appear and leave in a hurry. .

Cang Xing, the vest, used to like to sell some dirty goods here when it was inconvenient for him to show up.

Li Mingguang dawdled for a while before walking out of the teleportation array dedicated to the Dark Temple.

The Angel of Death is already waiting outside.

It is said to be an angel, but it is actually a kind of beast with pointed and long ears similar to a dog.He used to say that Reaper was like a dog, also because the guy was always surrounded by a horde of such creatures.

One person and one dog looked at each other, but Li Mingguang stood still.He didn't forget that he was here to find fault, and he put on a lot of airs.

The black beast howled, and couldn't help but step forward and grab the lower corner of Li Mingguang's robe.

Li Mingguang had already dealt with it, and applied the petrification technique in a very timely manner.

It is just a small pet raised by the god of death, not the god of death, and it does not have such a high intelligence. It is normal to be caught off guard and directly smashed into the teeth.

Li Mingguang heard a whimper, and the dog, which had a fierce look just now, backed away quickly, and its thin and long tail didn't shake, but obediently hung down.

It looks pitiful and aggrieved.

The teleportation arrays are all laid together, and most of them are not far away. From time to time, travelers from other planes come or teleport away, and naturally some people notice this side.

Staring at the occasional disapproving or disapproving gazes, Li Mingguang's conscience is not only painless, but also flattered.

Have you ever seen bullying small animals?Then you've seen it now.

He just hit the dog at his master, he felt that his logic was completely fine.

"Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful." The repeated scene appeared two or three times before Li Mingguang slowly withdrew from the state of endless enjoyment.

He knelt down and waved at the dog, "Will you lead the way?"

The black dog turned around, only showing him a buttocks and wagging tail, quite uncooperative.

"Hold grudges." Li Mingguang rolled his eyes.

It is also true that a dog is like a master.

However, he only deliberately found a little trouble at the beginning, and before arriving at the gathering place of the mages, he could say that all the way was safe and sound.

As a thank you for leading the way, he even fed the dog some specialties from the abyss that the creatures of the abyss hate the most.

There may be other mages who need to respond. It ran quite fast, almost turning into a black lightning, and disappeared from Li Mingguang's sight in an instant.

After it disappeared completely, Li Mingguang blinked and observed the mages present.

There are many mages, almost occupying a square, densely packed.

Many people are not in a good condition, and there are still traces of curses on their bodies, and they can be seen as being forced.

But generally speaking, it is much more powerful than what I saw on the small plane.

The restrictions given by the planes are different, and the level of strength is also different. It is very common that the strongest player in a small plane may only be at an average level or even worse in another plane.

With so many mages in front of him, Li Mingguang couldn't help but want to make trouble.

Ignoring the problem of uneven levels, relying solely on crowd tactics and proper command, you can try to blow up a few dark temples.

He has experience in blasting temples, and he can reluctantly be a commander.

Better than digging a grave.

But Li Mingguang couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle when he thought that his small dilapidated tomb would be visited by so many people.

Anyway, everyone knows the coordinates. According to this trend, after digging his grave, it may become a tourist attraction there.

"Look, this is the tomb of the legendary mage many years ago... He used to..."

After thinking about the picture, Li Mingguang couldn't accept it.

What is this public execution.

There are so many fluffy and shiny things in his luxurious single room, if he really wants to be exposed, will he still be famous in the future?

shock!Get closer to the unknown side of the most legendary mage in history!

He who is powerful and devoted to true knowledge actually did such a thing!

It's okay to pass on unknown little hobbies among acquaintances, he has a heavy burden as an idol, and this kind of thing must never happen.

The sorcerer's face showed a fierce look, and he even thought about whether to attack in advance and deal with a few guys who are not bad and seem to be able to solve the mechanism he left behind.

In front of **, such things as companion love are unnecessary.

Of course face is more important.

Moreover, various accidents would have happened in the matter of exploring the tomb of the legendary mage.

Not bragging, with the things he set up, few mages here can walk out alive.

Fortunately, he was very decisive and wise. Knowing that something bad might happen, he quickly sent the Dark Temple over.

Otherwise, I don't know how far the situation will get out of control.

While thinking about how to get rid of the mage, while thinking about how to save more mages.Li Mingguang, who was tentatively on the edge of fine division, suddenly felt extremely vicissitudes.

Maybe this is the hard work of those who can.

Fortunately, his current vest is Cangxing. Although he was low-key before, he has indeed proved his strength on some occasions and has a certain reputation in a small circle.

If it was Cang Xing, there shouldn't be any doubts about making a rash move.

Li Mingguang was still thinking, and a mage had already walked towards him.

They stopped in front of him and took off their hoods.

A man and a woman, judging from their similar faces, they are undoubtedly relatives.

Either siblings or sisters.

Unless it is to show favor or weakness, it is rare for a mage to reveal his true face when they first meet.

Raising his eyes, Li Mingguang's eyes stopped on the young mage.

He was also looking at Li Mingguang, with a bit of hesitation and hesitation in his light gray pupils.

Surrounded by shiny ice crystals, the young man made no secret of his characteristics, obviously an elemental mage.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"..."

It seemed that he didn't expect him to speak suddenly. The young man showed a frightened expression, and quickly glanced at the woman beside him. After receiving encouragement from the other party, he calmed down.

He opened his mouth.

Before he could speak, his face turned red.

This time it was Li Mingguang who was speechless: "...so you are?"

"He is my younger brother." The female mage was also a little embarrassed, "...your admirer."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I didn't expect His Excellency Cang Xing to appear here... He's so much younger than expected, I'm a little surprised."

She actually wanted to say petite just now, but saying it was definitely offensive, so she changed it temporarily.

Li Mingguang glanced at the mark printed on the mage's robe before, a little surprised.But then he thought of what he had done with this vest, and it became clear immediately.

Being called young made him a little uncomfortable.

The appearance can be camouflaged by adjusting the position of the bones and illusion, but he can't make himself have an extra bone and grow twenty centimeters taller.

"A little accident, don't worry about it."

Li Mingguang emphasized this.

He didn't deny his identity, and the young man's eyes became brighter, but he still didn't speak.

It was the elder sister who spoke, "My name is Wato, and he is Yale. You can call us Star and Dust."

Surprisingly, Li Mingguang had heard of them.

Xingjing and Jingchen are said to be mages who act together all the time, and they were called together later.

Among mages whose closest companions keep their distance, they are conspicuous presences.

It turned out to be twins.

Li Mingguang began to hear their names, probably decades ago, or earlier.

Judging by their age, they are considered juniors.

Hmm...a rising star?

Li Mingguang remembered them only because they were closely related, and he didn't understand the rest.

Because the active time does not overlap, he is not very clear about the specific reasons why he is worshiped.

"Maybe you don't remember...but you did save us." Watto pursed his lips.

She smiled and handed over a small gift box, "It was prepared a long time ago, but I haven't found out your whereabouts."

So this is... the mage's repayment?

Li Mingguang didn't take it rashly, but quickly sorted out the timeline in his mind.

The timelines do match up.

But he doesn't remember who he saved in the undead natural disaster. In fact, at that time, he was still competing with the sky dragon to see who wiped out the most undead.

...It may even have damaged many public facilities, causing certain casualties.

For example, directly freezing a tower and throwing out a small half of the city together.

Mages usually hold grudges.

He couldn't help wondering, did this pair of siblings really come to repay their kindness?

There won't be things like trick props in the box.

Anyway, Li Mingguang didn't want to accept it.

He refused with silence, waiting for Watto to withdraw his hand.

In fact, this is also a common practice. Even if they take the initiative to show their true faces from the beginning, Li Mingguang has no reason to trust them.

But he didn't wait until Watto quit.

Yale, who looks like Wato, took the gift box from his sister, and stuffed the gift box into his arms abruptly and recklessly.

"……Please take it."

There was scarlet color on the young man's pale cheeks, he lowered his head slightly, his light gray eyes didn't blink, he just stared straight at Li Mingguang.

Li Mingguang was shocked. This was the first time someone forced him to buy and sell.

The other party was a junior student who seemed to have a communication barrier.

Li Mingguang took a big step back and opened the distance.

Is he a mage who gets complacent just because he has fancied brothers and sisters?slipped away.

And Yale was not discouraged, grabbed the gift, and took a big step forward. The little snow crystals around him were shining brightly and making crisp crashing sounds.

Li Mingguang's eyes flickered, and he almost couldn't help stretching out his hand to poke.

Are mages already so good at playing now?Why didn't he think of it at the time!

With a straight face, Li Mingguang successfully resisted the desire to touch those small crystals.

It would be fine if these things were gems, no matter which plane produced them, he wouldn't care.

But the small ice crystals around Yale are the product of condensed elements, or ice formed from mutated water elements.

Li Mingguang played with fire and ice, he couldn't hold back seeing this kind of shiny little crystal.

The floor and walls of the luxurious single room in which he had buried himself were covered with such things.

Elements can condense under certain conditions. This kind of element crystallization is not rare in theory, what is rare is the purity.

Li Mingguang also made small shiny ice crystals float beside him.

Now that he has it too, he doesn't need Yale, a tool man, to remind him that he can still play like this.

He won't accept things like gifts, he is such an upright mage.

Then he found that his ice crystals did not have Yale's flash.

...?

Li Mingguang's first reaction was that it was impossible.

Theoretically, the purity of elemental crystallization is linked to the strength of the mage. The more the mage is able to control a certain element, the more he can gather it and the more he can exclude other elements.

He is a mage who has already come into contact with the level of law, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to lose to a rising star, right?

Even if he wasn't serious.

The mage, who suddenly felt a sense of crisis, showed his true strength, and the surrounding temperature dropped by more than one degree.

Diamond-like crystal dust sparkles in the sun.

...still not as good-looking as Yale.

This time, although he did not lose to the other party in terms of purity, the elemental crystals that were carefully condensed seemed too bulky and unnatural compared to those floating around Yale.

It looks like faux glitter, too deliberate and not light at all.

fake.

He must have been dreaming and not waking up, that must be the case.

The matter of not being able to compare with the younger generation will not hurt him at all, as long as he refuses to admit the reality.

As long as the autism is fast enough, the speed of reflection cannot catch up with him.

Yale must be the vest of a mage who has been famous for many years and is as inconvenient as him.

It must be so—

His gaze was too revealing, even the young man with a pair of rare, light gray eyes noticed something wrong.

He pursed his lips nervously, tilted his head unconsciously, and followed Li Mingguang's line of sight to the circle of crushed ice surrounding him.

"Yes, yes... When I was a child..."

Before he could say a few words, his face turned red again.

He was so shy that Li Mingguang, who had always taken pleasure in bullying cubs, felt a certain sense of guilt.

Watto explained, "It suddenly appeared after the undead natural disaster... It is said that because the conflict was too intense at that time, all the elements were out of control, and such symptoms appeared accidentally among the people at the scene."

"...So that's how it is." Li Mingguang pondered, "Did you realize that you have a higher affinity for elements than ordinary people after that?"

"That's right... And Yale admires you very much and wants to follow you, so I will accompany him to become a mage."

The natural disaster of the undead brought many changes to the plane during the invasion process. In addition, there were plane-level battles and collisions at that time, and it was normal for the elemental disorder to get out of control.

If someone happened to be there at that time and happened to survive, some kind of mutation would indeed have occurred.

The specific principle has not been fully resolved, but it can be explained logically.

Li Mingguang felt relieved suddenly.

It is nothing more than a remnant of an elemental out-of-control phenomenon caused by an accident.

... He said how could someone have a deeper understanding of elements than him? It's not that the elements themselves become refined!

He felt more comfortable, and even his subconsciously cold eyes eased a lot, "There is no data to prove that the elemental residues will not go out of control. If there is any abnormality, you can go to the Emerald City."

Emerald City is another name for his original plane, which is also the plane that mages yearn for the most and where academics are the most prosperous.

If something unexpected happens, maybe there will be relevant researchers who can find countermeasures.

After all, there is too little information about the effects of elemental residues on the human body, and most of them are still in the unknown.

Watto looked very happy, "Thank you for your suggestion, if there is anything wrong, I will take him there."

She is much more talkative than her younger brother Yale, and her social skills are more tactful, "I am really happy to meet you, after all, the recruitment order issued by the gods of the chaotic camp..."

Li Mingguang hooked his lips and followed the sentence perfectly, "Didn't expect me to appear?"

Yale is definitely not counting on it, but the conversation with Wato should bring him some information.

"That's right." The elegant, good-looking mage smiled subtly, "Because you have blocked the undead Scourge, you don't look like someone who has a good impression of the chaotic camp."

He doesn't have a good opinion of either camp.

Li Mingguang said directly: "I entered by mistake for some reason."

He didn't explain much.

These four words contain a lot of information, and there is no need to explain the specifics.

He is more concerned about the content of the recruitment order.

If there is recruitment, it means that not all mages here are arrested.

"It was released not long ago." Watto explained the whole story very intimately, "The content is to find Lord Frostfire's tomb. The entrustment comes from the god of death, and the promised reward is a godhead."

"Of course... Although there are many volunteers, the Dark Temple also invited some mages by special means."

Euphemistically speaking, it is an invitation, but to put it bluntly, it is arrest and coercion.

Fearing that Li Mingguang might misunderstand, she promptly cleared up her and Yale's intentions, "We just want to confirm whether Lord Frostfire is really dead..."

"He's dead, the grave is real." Li Mingguang interrupted her, as a kind of advice, "It's still too late to get away."

"...No, no!"

To his surprise, Wato hadn't answered yet, but Yale, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

The young man was obviously very excited, and unconsciously clutched the gift box in his hand tightly.

"I, I like him too, you can't go!"

Li Mingguang who was confessed abruptly:?

It was kind of weird to have someone confess to him in front of his face.

Watto, who was acting as a mouthpiece, was embarrassed: "...Yalta also worships Lord Frostfire, so."

She really didn't know how to speak, so she coughed a few times, and changed the subject in embarrassment, "In short, thank you for your willingness to remind us, we will pay more attention...try to survive."

Watto was tactful and did not ask too much about his sources.

Generally speaking, it was a fairly pleasant exchange. Except for the abrupt gift delivery at the beginning, Li Mingguang didn't feel offended in any way.

In addition, he really likes Jingjing around Yale, and he really needs to give himself a reason to act, so he chooses to continue the conversation.

He said, "It is said that there are manuscripts inside."

Weird.

In fact, his luxurious private room doesn't even have a single sheet of paper, let alone a manuscript.

There is only a short passage on the lid of his coffin, which contains the secret code on how to open the mage tower.

Probably the only one in the world who can solve it.

But he saved a way out. If he was smart enough, he could decipher the surface information and learn that the Mage Tower was sealed a few thousand meters directly below his coffin.

Dig slowly for a few kilometers, there are traps and mazes at every distance, enough for his future apprentices to eat a pot.

——Treat future disciples as harshly as class enemies, this is what his teacher taught him.

The fine tradition of Shimen must not be broken.

"So that's the case!" Watto understood immediately.

Her Excellency Cang Xing is indeed a strong person who likes to collect various manuscripts and spells.

With the mentality that it would be okay to try, she asked if she could go with her.

Not just for safety, but for Yale too.

Her younger brother, who has almost no words, is silent and cold, only reveals another side in front of a benefactor whom she truly admires.

Yale wants to follow Lord Cangxing, and she wants to protect and satisfy Yale, so she should fight for this opportunity.

Watto, who didn't think there was any problem with such logic, looked at Li Mingguang with a pleading gesture.

Not only herself, but even Li Mingguang didn't notice the strangeness in her eyes.

Li Mingguang only thinks that she is a good sister who cares about her handicapped brother, and she is a breath of fresh air in the group of mages full of plastic love.

——Married only to deceive research results, family members fell out because of different schools... There have been too many cases like this after the establishment of the Truth Council.

It's not that there is no true love, but in an environment full of plastics, true love is especially great and precious.

Brother Xingchen is the first couple that Li Mingguang has ever met.

The first half pair are mages whose council gets out of true love.

Without much thought, Li Mingguang agreed to Wato's request.

One person's actions are too eye-catching, and this pair of siblings is indeed very good, so it's not a big deal to take care of them.

Almost as soon as he gave an agreed reply, Yale persistently handed over the gift box.

The young man's eyes were shining, and he had a very shy smile on his face, he was well-behaved, harmless and amiable.

Li Mingguang thought that if he didn't want it, he would reluctantly accept it, and suddenly heard the sound of inhalation one after another.

"……grim Reaper."

I don't know who said it in a low voice, and the lingering coldness suddenly hit everyone's heart.

——Of course, not including Li Mingguang.

Not only did Li Mingguang feel nothing, but he even wanted to dislike the mages for embarrassing him by being surprised.

This level of coercion is really unnecessary, but it won't be the case with a little resistance.

He doesn't even have the heart to resist, it's not shame or anything.

The god of death did not come suddenly somewhere, but came from outside the crowd.

As in the legend, he was surrounded by darkness, like a shadow.

He could only see the flying black cloak, and could only notice the death scythe shining coldly behind him.

What is the true content under the hood, no one dares to explore.

He walked into the crowd, and the crowd receded quickly to make way for God.

The Grim Reaper stopped at a rather subtle node, and he felt a subtle but dissatisfied gaze.

On the outskirts of the crowd, a young man who was interrupted while giving gifts was pursing his lips and staring at him displeasedly.

The author has something to say: Grim Reaper may be a little sick...probably?But I promise it's just a little (whisper)

slip away, go to Japan

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