I wore it after killing the God of Light

Li Mingguang couldn't think of the motive and reason of the God of Death. After being dazed for a while, he realized that the God of Death might be trying to prove that he was taller.

——Although it was not obvious, he did bend a little just now.

I also laughed at him for being short before.

Although he is not interested in a mage like him who can't even be a substitute, the god of death may still remember this grudge.

He should have wanted to show off his height just now, but realized that it was too disqualifying to compare himself with a mere human being, so he hurriedly let go.

Only this explanation is the most reasonable.

Li Mingguang felt that he was the truth.

When he thought that he could still grow longer, and the god of death could only be the height of his younger brother, he couldn't help snorting, and was the last one to walk into the space crack.

Behind the space crack is the real entrance to his tomb.

This place was originally supposed to be a small plane, but he hid it behind a crack in space.After being divided by him, the small plane and the whole world became as if nothing existed.

It is between existence and non-existence, and it can only be reached through a specific passage.

That seemingly dangerous space crack is the passage he set up.

Such a hidden place can be found, shouldn't he boast that he is worthy of being the god of death?

At that time, the flag he had set up as a tactic to delay the attack did not expect to be realized in such a short period of time.

He shouldn't set the flag after setting it up.

Li Mingguang, who walked through the space crack and stood in front of his own grave, made up his mind to change his past.

Start without setting a flag!

The small plane is not big, and you can see the edge at a glance.

There are no relics, no buildings, and only one tombstone stands out on the white land where nothing exists.

When Li Mingguang came in, he didn't see anyone, and those mages should have gone in.

He stood in front of the tombstone, and there was a line of small characters on the tombstone, not an epitaph, but an inscription.

From here, it is the level he has set.

Of course he didn't sleep under the tombstone, which was just an entrance after an entrance.

The question written above is "What happens when the simplest conversion formula for arcane magic is applied to a magic shield", in Giant language.

The problem itself is not difficult, but the giant language is difficult.

There are many groups of giants, and the language and characters of each giant are very different.

Unless you are proficient, or a cerebellar idiot who can only use force to solve it, you will never be able to enter the real tomb space for a lifetime.

Because the answer is to explode.

If you want to go in, just create an explosion and destroy the tombstone.

He has a lot of considerations in designing this way.

Careful thinking is left to the successors, and straightforward destruction is left to the enemies.

Even if he died, he would still cheat the "old friends".

——After all, entering from this entrance is the real beginning.

After entering, you will be randomly sent to various routes, and the mechanism settings for each route are different.

But all the routes will converge into two in the end, one leads to his luxurious private room, and the other leads to the gift package of god-level forbidden spells.

The latter can be recharged, he checked it before laying down on the coffin board, and it can be used repeatedly about [-] times.

Although it is a pity, the last time of the forbidden curse spree will destroy the entire plane.

Who told him that he would rather have no inheritance than be disturbed.

If there is no sorcerer, the god of death will definitely eat the gift package of the forbidden curse.

Li Mingguang clicked his tongue and sat on the tombstone instead.

There is a very bright star in the direction that the tombstone is facing, and that star is the kingdom of the God of Light, which is far away from here.

That's how he is, at best he wants to save face, at worst he can't let go.

Even death is not reconciled, the contract does not intend to abide by it, and even prepares to turn fate.

Li Mingguang shook his legs and didn't intend to chase in now.

He wasn't tired, just a sudden urge to sit down and give himself some space.

The word "confusion" has always been far away from him, but what he did and for what, these are unavoidable thoughts.

Thinking makes a person firm.

When he first arrived in another world, he had the knowledge of the past and the memory of living in this world in his brain. When the two lives conflicted, what he did most was thinking.

This matter is not so much a habit as it is an instinct integrated into the bone marrow.

Therefore, even if he always has weird ideas and sometimes seems aimless, he can always find the right path.

For example, now, what he has to consider is how to protect the mages and at the same time deal the biggest blow to the god of death.

No matter how smart he was at the time, he thought that there would be gods who would catch mages to work, but he didn't expect that gods would find thousands of mages at once.

Even in the capital of emeralds, the proportion of mages is not much.

Due to the requirement of elemental affinity, the number of mages is the smallest compared to physical professions that can master certain skills only through exercise.

Regardless of whether they were tempted by the godhead or not, there were many powerful mages who came, and if they rashly detonated the entire plane, it might be the loss of many inheritances.

If possible, Li Mingguang didn't want to do that.

He has no good solution at present, because the tomb passages are scattered, even if he wants to teleport the mages away at once.

All I can think of is to rely on the mage tower, open the magic barrier on it, and minimize the loss on the mage's side as much as possible.

If it doesn't work, it can only be sacrificed.

No matter what you do, it is impossible to do it without any sacrifice.

He jumped off the tombstone, and the whole person came out of that deep state, and threw an arcane bomb towards the center of the tombstone.

He didn't leave a back door for himself when setting it up, so he can easily break through one question after another.

It's a good thing that he came up with the questions himself, so it's good to open and hang all the way to crush them.

Get the mage tower first.Wake up the tower spirit, let it monitor the situation of the entire tomb and report it, and then decide whether to proceed according to the plan.

Li Mingguang calculated it based on the worst-case scenario. After he officially entered, he was so happy that his image almost collapsed.

He did set about a dozen or twenty different starting points, and also crossed out a lot of results. If you get a wrong answer, you basically have to do it all over again.

But there are so many mages who can't stand it.

I saw mages lined up to answer the questions, and then they were blown out because they failed to answer the questions, and then came back by blowing up the tombstones, one after another, like green vegetables that have been harvested and then skyrocketed.

This year's mage is not very good, the theoretical foundation is not solid at all, and he can't play at all. It is recommended to go back and endorse and re-study.

——It’s not just a suggestion, Li Mingguang has indeed done so.

He is like a teacher who is not relentless in high mathematics, sending all the mages he can see out of this space.

Amidst the sirens of wrong answers, he raised his hand to hang up, and he quickly answered the question and sent it. His figure was very chic and out of place.

The mages who were sent away by him looked like they had seen a ghost.

I met the Wato brothers and sisters at the very end of the checkpoint.

I don't know the details, but Li Mingguang estimated that he had already sent away about half of the mages, and he would feel too guilty if it really exploded.

He didn't meet the god of death along the way, so he had to guess that he might have gone further ahead with a mage with more solid basic skills.

There are so many mages in the pit, no matter how intimidated by the god of death, if you add up, you can always come up with a correct answer.

But he was surprised that Yale and Wato could come to this place.

Li Mingguang greeted them in a good mood, and pointed to the prepared transmission channel behind him: "Well...do you want me to send you out, or do you cooperate to go out by yourself?"

After Yale saw him appearing suddenly, his eyes lit up for a moment, and he froze there, together with the movement of wanting to step forward.

He looked the same as before, nothing unusual.

He opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, the mage simply blocked all the unspoken words of the siblings.

Li Mingguang was smiling, probably because he was about to take back the Mage Tower, and he was in an unprecedentedly good mood, even having the mood to joke about his age.

"It's better for children not to know about adults' affairs. It's definitely fine to go out obediently."

He didn't intend to explain too much, and said goodbye while writing the solution formula on the slate provided, "I don't like to leave contact information, if you want to see me, you can go to the emerald capital and wait."

When he was about to draw the last stroke, Li Mingguang stopped his movements.

He smiled at Wato, then waved to Yale, "Come here, give me the gift, I accept it."

Yale:! ! !

The confusion and bewilderment on the young man's face were covered with great shock and joy before he could put it away.

Even though there were only dozens of steps away, he struggled with his hands and feet for about 3 minutes before handing over the gift box with trembling hands and a little bit of embarrassment.

Li Mingguang accepted it and thanked them.

He raised the gift box in his hand, "Okay, you won't owe me any more in the future, there's no need to be so careful."

We haven't been together for a long time, but these two junior mages generally please him.

Hanging people belong to hanging people, he still decided to open a small stove, to remind the siblings a little bit.

"Being here shows that your foundation is not bad, and you must continue to maintain it in the future. Don't fix those fancy advanced spells, it's useless."

It was only after he came into contact with the laws that he discovered that many important principles were hidden in those basic spells.

The simpler, the closer to the essence.

"Let's go, remember to go out yourself, I don't have the ability to go to the country of the dead to find people."

In fact, he has the ability to catch people, but he can't do that for his siblings.

Before teleporting away, Li Mingguang remembered one thing.

He slapped his head violently, and finally remembered what he forgot to tell his siblings:

"That's right! Do me a little favor, be sure to tell about Cang Xing's succession!"

"And...you take this."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed Yale with a spell scroll, "The god of death recognizes people by the soul, you'd better read it, just in case."

As for him.

He's all back, and it's hard to justify not making a big move.

The straight hook bait is salty, but easy to use.

As long as this news is released, believe it or not, there will always be some fools who will bump into them and offer experience.

Especially the lower gods of all kinds in the two camps.

Li Mingguang liked to see the way they covered their godheads carefully, trying to chase him down while fearing that they would die.

I just don't know which side will be unable to hold back and make the first move this time.

And Mote.

Mote had contact with him before, and he could probably guess that Frostfire is equal to Cangxing.

It’s best for him to be self-aware, he can write it off as if nothing happened, if he comes to the door when he gets sick, don’t blame him for being cruel and unreasonable.

No matter which priesthood it is, he is a god that has nothing to do with fighting.

As long as the godhead exists, it will not die?Then beat him three quarters to death.

Just think of him as a free experience pack, safer than bombs like Reaper.

Li Mingguang didn't have much experience in fighting high gods, but no matter whether he won or lost, he had already made at least two preparations for himself.

It would be best if you can beat Mete until three-quarters of him die, if you can't beat Mote, there is another time.

He has a bright mind, as long as he has experience, things like laws can be comprehended quickly.

Li Mingguang even expected Mo Te to come to the door by himself, which was better than him looking for it by himself.

He didn't realize that, at best, it can only be regarded as an attempted crime. Doesn't that show that he cares about every detail?

Although he is really fussy and stingy, he still has to do superficial articles, and he can't be too blatant.

Li Mingguang is a mage with a heavy burden of idol.

He easily answered the questions and reviewed the knowledge all the way, until he stood in front of the small door of his luxurious single room, and he didn't meet the god of death.

Should the god of death stay in some tunnel, waiting for the mages to solve the riddle for him?

Standing in front of the door, Li Mingguang didn't push it away.

There is another catch here.

If you reach out and push the door directly, you will be forced to teleport directly, and you will be expelled from the maze by falling into the ground, and then break through the level and start again.

He didn't design dark stabbing darts or poisonous gas, he felt that he was already quite benevolent.

Moreover, in theory, as long as the reaction is fast enough, and the door is broken into before the teleportation mechanism is activated, nothing will happen.

He has left room.

The correct way is to open the door first, and then go there after the teleportation mechanism is activated.

As for what to use to open the door and how to open the door, you can do whatever you want.

As long as you don't stand around the door stupidly.

Since it was him lying inside, Li Mingguang's movements were very gentle.

He opened the door with a water polo. He didn't use Frostbolt or Flame Explosion.

The first thing to do when entering the door is to collect various elemental crystals and fluffy alchemy and sewing products into the space.

These things must not be seen by a second person, and if he is seen, he will stop being a human being.

Only a coffin remained in the luxurious single room that had lost its decoration.

Li Mingguang was satisfied.

Simple and mysterious, this should be the style that Frostfire should have.

He looked at his coffin for a while, praised his aesthetics a few words, and then activated the teleportation array that was sent underground.

The teleportation array is actually hidden in the line engraved on the coffin board.

In order to make the transmission conditions valid, he specially wrote in a very uncommon language.

"What is a man?"

There are two symbols similar to "o" in that string of text, which together form "∞".

In his previous world, that symbol represented an infinite value.

But in that very uncommon language, the two "o" alone are incomplete and fragile.

Li Mingguang liked this explanation very much.

This was the answer that Sylvia taught him back then, and he also wanted to give it to a disciple who lived in the future.

But this grave was dug by himself.

Not only was he not surprised or moved at all, he even wanted to laugh with a blank expression.

Do you know how long it took him to arrange such a large and luxurious maze, and how many brain cells died.

Do you know how much he looks forward to the expression of the young disciple in the future?

In the end, it was tantamount to wasting effort in vain, how could he not be angry?

No matter what you think, it's the god of death's fault.

It's because the god of death is sick, and it's not enough to toss by himself, so he has to bring a group of mages to accompany him to dance on the grave.

Jumping snakeskin it.

Sooner or later, he would kill that brat, otherwise he would be sorry for his dead brain cells and so much hard work.

The mage tower is still in a sealed state.

Li Mingguang stopped beeping, went to unseal the mage tower, and planned to curse the god of death together after the tower spirit woke up.

It is better to be happy alone than to be happy together, and the real happiness is the real happiness.

Although it hasn't been too long since seeing Taling, he misses Taling a little bit.

Not to mention the tower spirit skills clearance operation is online, the speech is also super nice, and he is steady, making him feel like going home every time he enters the mage tower.

He really likes the mage tower.

Moreover, Ta Ling itself has a restless character, and sometimes it can even be described as noisy.In the sealed state, it doesn't even have a talking creature, and it's not known whether it will be suffocated.

The seal was broken.

Li Mingguang thought he would see Ta Ling running out chattering, so he stood there for a while, let alone Ta Ling's shadow, he didn't even hear a sound.

This was abnormal, so abnormal that he thought he had entered the wrong world line.

With hidden worries about the tower spirit, Li Mingguang walked into the tower.

Unexpectedly, Taling was not as impatient with loneliness as he expected, and simply shut himself up, and did not encounter any accidents.

His cat-like cat-like Talling is comfortably leaning on the recliner, wearing sunglasses, and there are drinks and snacks on the small table next to him.

The video tapes on the simple projector are constantly being streamed, the screen projection is bright and dark, and even the cat's fur color is also changing.

It didn't notice that the seal was released at all, it was still shaking its legs and humming.

Li Mingguang: ...

Food and water are always stored in the mage tower.

The projector is a small toy that he reproduced casually. It is not considered a success, but it has nothing to do with failure. It can release some things.

Li Mingguang: ...

It can't be seen that during his absence, Ta Ling's life was quite happy.

How do you say that?Turned serfs to sing?

Li Mingguang hehe, coughing loudly on purpose.

The Taling cat's ears moved, and its round head turned around following the sound.

It meowed, and then turned from doubt to panic.

"Just listen to me..."

"……wrong!"

The Tower Ling, who reacted, shouted desperately with his throat: "Help, there is a mage to cheat the corpse ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

"You won't be rescued even if you break your throat." Li Mingguang murmured, with a half-smile, "Is life going well?"

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In the past few days, it has been dismantled into two shifts, and when the sun does not move, it will return to 6k