Transmigration of the bastard lord

People in this world have never stopped exploring the mystery of a powerful soul since the era of writing.

The powerful existence of a pure energy body that is so pure that there are no impurities is honored as a "God".The gods once blessed this world, and their era has been mentioned countless times in countless chapters of this world's history.

However, the existing civilizations of various races have no written records about the age of gods.Even in the oldest League of Assassins, there is only the simplest and cruelest sentence about the era that has disappeared in time: "The gods gather on the top of the gods mountain, and go away together; so far, the age of gods is over."

There may be countless brilliance and endless glory in that distant time and space, but in the harsh and long race war, those epic texts that should have been handed down for future generations to cherish and yearn for, all disappeared in the night sky like fireworks, and there is no more Traces can be found.

The powerhouses of the later generations pursued the brilliant and brilliant footsteps of the sages. There were various racial strife inside, and they were invaded by demons from different planes outside. They sought the ultimate power and the highest sublimation of the soul with unimaginable tenacity and perseverance—but unfortunately, For thousands of years, the strongest who have climbed to the peak of power have only reached the realm of "half gods".

More than 2000 years ago, the fifth-level spellcaster from the Snow Mountain Elf branch of the elves lived nearly three thousand years and was honored as the great sage of the elves. Regretfully said: "The age of God has come to an end."

Accompanied by this sigh, this great and wise old man who has never explored the mysteries of the soul in his whole life put down his staff in front of the incomparable death god.

Surpassing the curse of "half-god", truly breaking through the shackles of the soul, and climbing to the top of the "god" road is the long-cherished wish of all the powerful people in this world who are pursuing the road of power.

When the crystal ball in Fu Youguang's hand calmed down, the magnificent blue liquid stopped at the 560 cal scale.

Fu Youguang, who took a little time to understand the power system of this world, opened his mouth into an O shape, and it seemed that he could not close it in a short time; Sig Ferlandi in his body completely forgot the little jealousy in his heart And dissatisfied, the whole fell into a state of sluggishness.

When the scale exceeded 200 calories, Davis woke up from the shock; finally faced with the non-human scale of 560 calories, he calmed down on the contrary.

...not the Demon Lord.I compared it with the worst result I had originally expected, and picked a less bad one from the worst, which can be considered as a last resort.Mr. Davis, who has been hit many times in a short period of time, seems to have lost his pride as a spellcaster.

"Your Excellency, are you the earl of the demon plane?" Davis said calmly after taking back the crystal ball, his tone was more respectful than before.

Fu Youguang stared at the dead fish eyes with his mouth open, he was speechless for a while and then he said painfully: "Can you change some new words?" Demons come and go, are they bothering you?

"I don't intend to be rude. My expression may be a bit ambiguous. I know that souls with different fluctuations cannot coexist. After all, I am a necromancer; I mean, are you Earl Frandy from the demon plane?"

"I remember I said very seriously that I am a human being. If you have forgotten it, I don't mind repeating it." The surprise of getting the golden finger was diluted by this guy, and Fu Youguang cracked his mouth in pain .

With a wooden face, Davis also stared back at Fu Youguang with dead fish eyes.Mr. Spellcaster, who forced himself to accept the fresh thinking, barely maintained a respectful tone and continued to ask: "Your Excellency, you mean that you come from the same material plane as ours?"

"Uh...yes. But the level of civilization is slightly different, and there are no magic, dragons and other fantasy things. As for necromancers, in our YY novels, they are commonly used characters for fashion value..."

Davis ignored those who didn't understand. His eyes shifted to the door, and the air around him seemed to have a layer of ripples, and the summoning thing placed outside the door was summoned.

"Can you see this thing?" Davis raised his hand slightly, pointing to the empty place.

"Well, a very good specimen for biology class... Sorry, I mean, a very handsome skeleton." Seeing Davis's almost unbearable respect, Fu Youguang hurriedly tried to make amends, "There is no disrespect, it's just cultural It's different. And before I crossed over, I never believed in such fantasy things as souls, gods, and magic... Uh, because our world doesn't have one, and even if it does, it's a deceptive trick."

Davis rubbed his face vigorously, gave up going around in circles, and said simply and directly: "In short, Your Excellency, Earl, I think I know how to separate you from the same body."

"Oh?!" Fu Youguang's eyes lit up immediately, and he suppressed the urge to rush forward to hug this guy and kiss him, "You really deserve to be a magician! How do you do it?"

Fu Youguang's urgency and excitement were beyond words, and Davis immediately breathed a sigh of relief.His observation was not wrong, this guy really didn't intend to forcefully occupy the earl's body.Although it made him very dissatisfied, this guy really... made no secret of his disgust towards Earl Frandy, so he, Frandy's contractor, couldn't look at him pleasingly: "The body is the shackles of the soul, But on the other hand, the body is also the ultimate barrier of the soul. A fragile soul cannot exist independently..."

"Get to the point." Fu Youguang really couldn't stand this guy's way of talking around.

Davis was trembling with anger. This guy not only has no respect for Earl Frandy, but also has no respect for himself!Not only messed up the rules of the castle, but also confidently allowed himself to make a magic circle for the dirty and ugly ground bugs!Which bastard plane is this uneducated creature!

"A weak soul must be dependent on the body to maintain life, but a strong soul can break away from the shackles of the body. In other words, when you become a magician above the fourth level, there are at least a dozen ways to replace another new body !” Davis’s words almost popped out between his teeth.

Weak!Sig Frandi scratched the wall with tears streaming down his face.

Tier [-]!Fu Youguang rolled his eyes white, and his trembling hands expressed his disappointment and indignation.

"When I became a magic apprentice, my spiritual power was 160 cards, and it took 41 years to reach the third level. With your talent, I think it is enough to reach the fourth level within a hundred years. Your Excellency will become a miracle in the history of spellcasters in the Southern Continent, comparable to The existence of the great sages of the snow mountain elves..." Davis said to himself, Fu Youguang had already squinted his dead fish eyes again, and patted his shoulder expressionlessly, "Mr. Davis, this magic How many days will it be finished?"

"...Three days." The magician who couldn't keep up with the topic changed too fast and said dumbly.Fu Youguang nodded, and patted him on the shoulder again, "Do it well, I'm optimistic about you." After finishing speaking, he gave him an encouraging look, and gave him a thumbs up to the invisible skeleton, "You're so handsome! No wonder everyone likes to use necromancers to brush fashion points."

"Wait! Your Excellency, where are you going?!" Seeing Fu Youguang walking out, Davis couldn't calm down.As a result, Fu Youguang turned his head around, looking more surprised than he was, "Go to work, there are still so many things to do, there is no time to gossip here."

Dozens of giant dragons whizzed past Davis's heart spouting flames, and Mr. Spellcaster roared with distorted facial features: "Do you want to pretend that the mental power test just now didn't happen! 560 cards of mental power! More than A second-level spellcaster! This kind of talent will cause earthquakes wherever it appears! The old guys from the Spellcaster Association will swarm out of the mage tower! You don’t ask me about magic, but you want to do that A ridiculous job of keeping bugs?!"

Davis, who had always been gentle and gentle, suddenly ran away, scaring Fu Youguang to hold on to the door frame: "Eh? Your ability to complain has evolved a little faster?"

"Be serious, you bastard!!" Davis instantly had the urge to tear the guy in front of him to pieces at the expense of breaking the contract.

"...Don't be in such a hurry. It's not good for your health to be so easy to get angry at an old age. You see, you can be a magician at any time, but you can't delay working for a day..." Fu Youguang quickly comforted his eyes Mr. Spellcaster, who is about to have a nervous breakdown, "You said that it will take at least a hundred years to reach the fourth level. What I am using now is the body of the lord of this land! Go to retreat and practice for a hundred years before returning to manage the territory , Several groups of people have died. Do things always have to be prioritized..."

Davis diligently studied and studied the micro-expression between Fu Youguang's words when he said this, and even spread his spiritual power to form a spiritual field, covering the Earl's whole body rudely to detect his mood swings ;Amidst Fu Youguang's complaint of "Hey, hey, what are you doing, it's disgusting", I found out in despair that this guy was serious...

Davis crouched on the ground without saying a word.Seeing this guy's inexplicably lost look, Fu Youguang also felt a little embarrassed, suppressed his eagerness to go to work and squatted down to pat him on the shoulder: "It hurts me to get a golden finger after so much effort. Don't worry, after ten or twenty years of hard work, Hydesy has the hope of being liberated. Don't you have time to do something? Let me drop everything now and learn magic. Come back to engage in territory development, what is the difference between that and the waste material who ignores the parents' need to take care of them and uses the excuse to get rich, and then let the parents enjoy themselves and then run thousands of miles to mess around..."

The mental power of 560 calories is also tasteless, and the author is also drunk.

After casually comforting the lost Davis, Fu Youguang patted his ass and ran to work.Before leaving, he left a sentence that made Mr. Spellcaster heartbroken: "Don't forget to continue drawing the magic circle! Being lazy will be surrounded by many cute girls and laugh at you!"

Fu Youguang returned to the breeding room, and Mr. Bingley squatted on the ground with two female employees with a gray face and chopped up the straw in the pile with the hay cutter.The secretary who was also busy wearing gloves went to check on Bingley when the Earl came in, and quickly explained: "Mr. Earl, Mr. Bingley's hands were worn out by the rake, and I replaced him with cutting materials on my own initiative..."

"It's okay, there are no different types of work." Fu Youguang smiled at her, walked to the pile of materials and picked up the rake.Well, sure enough, there was some blood.

"...Me in another world, are you really not interested in becoming a spellcaster? I can clearly feel your joy." Seeger, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke out.

"How can you not be moved? My buddies are also looking forward to the world's color changing with the wave of the hand, the mighty appearance of fighting in and out of thousands of armies, and a taboo magic that shakes the world." Fu Youguang, who was stirring the pile of materials, responded with a face full of pain. My symbiont, "560 calories, the same starting line as the old sage Snow Mountain Elf, does that mean we can live for hundreds of thousands of years or something? It's a blockbuster."

"But not now, the stall has just been rolled out, and it's too early to be a hands-off shopkeeper. Things are always prioritized. Look at the famous people in history in my memory, which one in a high position puts personal affairs ahead of public affairs and finally succeeds. ?I yearn for spellcasters, but this is not as important as the liberation of Heidesai. No matter how big an individual matter is, it cannot compare to a small collective matter. What's more, what we are going to do now is a big event that can affect the entire territory. Leaving work to do private affairs is contrary to the program of my party. I can do this kind of thing of self-isolation from the people, and I am not a party member." Fu Youguang said slowly with a sigh.The fantasy thing of the caster is simply mighty and domineering in this world, it's a lie if he doesn't waver.Being able to get rid of the embarrassing situation of living with Seager is also quite attractive to him.However, our party's party members' obligations clearly require that the interests of the party and the people should be put above all else, and that personal interests should be subordinated to the interests of the party and the people; still there.

Sig fell silent again.He too was puzzled by his own attitude.He should ridicule, should despise, should laugh at this kind of boring, stupid, idiot who doesn't understand the supremacy of self-interest.However, the current Sieg can't laugh at all.

"...Your so-called party actually requires everyone to become a god, it's ridiculous." Sig said softly, the words were still mocking, but there was no smile in his tone, "The initiator must be a lunatic. This kind of Disregarding the requirements of human nature, it is possible to absorb dependents... I can't imagine."

"Haha, maybe..." Fu Youguang laughed dryly, knelt down and smashed the agglomerated pile of materials with his hands, "If I want to say it's a pity, it should be my pity. If I wear it to an ordinary person When I saw this gold finger on my body, I went to the Spellcasters Association without saying a word. Who told me to wear it on you. A big lord, tsk tsk. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility, with so many people on your back I don't have the guts to be selfish."

"The greater the power, the greater the responsibility? Isn't gaining power just to enjoy privileges? Who said such idiots?"

"Come on, don't talk about it. I feel sad when I mention this matter. It is serious to finish everything that needs to be done. Anyway, the Spellcasters Association can't escape there, and it's the same after waiting more than ten years. "

"...I still have to live with you for more than ten years, so it's even more heartbreaking to mention it?"

"You think I'm happy to squeeze with you, don't be so smug."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Selina: The aqueduct to the east will be completed in at most two days. We need a lot of water traction circles. I am applying for the right to use it for half a month from Mr. Davis.

Shemir: Wait, let me say, my brother and the others have had cold meals for a long time, huh?Shouldn't Davis be given up to the cafeteria before that?

Nina: Both of you, the 2000 baby ducks from the breeding company are coming soon. The insulation of the duck house is more important than anything else.

Shirley: Um... yesterday I worked overtime all night, and I produced too much tofu... It seems that this thing is inconvenient to store...

Sarina, Shemir, Nina: It will be solved in one day!

Madam Rose, who wants to apply for the constant temperature circle in the office, is embarrassed to say so...

Davis, who is full of depression, entanglement and unwillingness to portray the magic circle: Huh?Why is it suddenly a little cold?