I'm not a magician

During the three years at the Beast God Peak.

One day, Ji Chi had just completed the training assigned by the beast god, and he was so tired that he collapsed on the snow, staring blankly at the top of his head.

Looking at the sky from the Beast God's domain, the blood moon was blocked by a layer of blurred boundaries, and the seeping blood was not so clear, but like a cloud of sunset light in late summer.

Ji Chi stretched out his finger, and released a fireball towards the glow. The bright fireball appeared for a moment, then went out with a puff. I had to get up and cough repeatedly.

The Beast God watched his Zhiqi operation speechlessly, and waved his hand to lower the limit of the field a little.

Ji Chi wiped his face and released another fireball. This time the fireball floated steadily towards the bonfire next to him, and the warm light swayed on the peak of the snow mountain.

Ji Chi looked at his fingertips, he could clearly feel that the limit of magic power had become lower, and asked the Beast God, "Is this the power of the godhead?"

The Beast God sat on the wolf king, looked at the snow field far away, and glanced sideways at him when he heard the words: "Yes, have you never tried to use it?"

Ji Chi recalled the legendary equipment refined in the equipment competition before, and said, "Yes, I have used it to enchant equipment."

The beast god showed a toothache expression, as if he was watching a fool who paid a lot of money to buy a pile of garbage.

He restructured the domain. This time the scope of the domain was much smaller, but the suppression from the godhead became more obvious. The bonfire that had just risen went out with a pop, and black smoke covered Ji Chi's face again.

Ji Chi glanced at the Beast God sadly.

The beast god said: "...I have never seen such a useless god like you. Forget it, I'll teach you from the beginning."

"There are many forces in this world that can build domains. Magicians can build magic domains, and magic circles are one of them. Stalkers can also build domains and hide themselves in the dark."

"But the power of the godhead is very different. The domain it forms has two characteristics, one is wide in scope, and the other is absolute." Beast God said, "So it is also called the absolute domain."

Ji Chi frowned when he heard the familiar words, his eyes filled with thought.

Beast God made an analogy: "Like the absolute domain of the Demon King, the range can cover the entire Demon King City. The [rules] in his godhead cover the original rules of the mainland, making the Demon King City upside down day and night."

"And this snow-capped mountain is actually an absolute domain." The Beast God said lightly, "It was built by the remaining power in my corpse. The power suppresses the use of other energies. If you want to survive here, you can only force yourself field of adaptation."

Ji Chi asked: "Is there a difference in the strength of the godhead?"

The Beast God struggled for a while, and reluctantly replied: "Yes, the most powerful godhead is of course [Control]. Its scope is enough to cover the entire continent and affect all living beings, including gods. "

Ji Chi understood: "The God of Light."

Beast God nodded, and then shook his head again: "The power of [control] is not evil in the first place. The God of Light uses it to maintain order and reduce unnecessary disasters in this world. Unfortunately, now it has become a shackle. chained to the thoughts and actions of every individual."

Ji Chi gave a chestnut: "For example, the taboo of God."

Beast God: "Well, it's ridiculous that you can only focus on a fixed occupation for a lifetime. But the false god must do this, because every professional training to the peak can also have very powerful power... In other words, the false god What God fears most is the appearance of people like you, and you are the person who can most threaten him.”

"By the way, do you know why we call him a false god?" Beast God asked Ji Chi.

Ji Chi thought for a while: "Because he robbed the true Godhead of the God of Light?"

"No." Beast God shook his head, "Because his godhead is incomplete. So he can't feel the regression of time, so while he controls everyone, he will also be bound, so he wants to get it like crazy. The rest of the godhead, so as to help him get out of control."

"So..." Beast God sighed, "You have to familiarize yourself with your godhead power as soon as possible. Although [Creation] is not very aggressive, it is still a godhead after all, and it has the power to counter [Control]."

So far, Ji Chi looked at Ake Anji, who was close at hand. There was not much [control] godhead left in his body, but it was enough to make him the strongest in the mainland, and his strength could even compete with the devil.

Everyone in the world is afraid of his status as the pinnacle of the mainland, but no one knows that he should actually stand on a higher ground and protect a part of the world.

"Persist a little longer, and you will be free soon, God of Light."

Ake Anji's always divine and calm expression finally cracked. He didn't care about the severe pain in his chest. The familiar and unfamiliar address made his thinking confused for a while.

"You..." Ake Anji's pupils trembled. He recalled something and didn't continue to speak. He closed his eyes lightly, and with a twitch of his mouth, he revealed a smile like the first dawn, "Okay, I'll wait." .”

"Archangel!" Everything happened in an instant. After the absolute domain was shattered, the angels behind Ake'anji looked at Ake'anji with blood on the corner of his mouth in horror, and exclaimed in disbelief!

Ake Anji pushed back and covered the wound on his chest. He lost half of his blood. At this time, his face was pale, and his white clothes and gloves were stained red by the overflowing blood, which was shocking in a piece of holy white.

He raised his hand to stop the angels from attacking, and said softly, "Let's go back."

The angels looked at him in surprise and anger, puzzled: "Archangel? He hurt you, how could it be like this..."

Ake Anji glanced at them indifferently, fluttered his wings as white as clouds, and retreated a distance first, honestly said: "I can't beat him, if you have confidence, you can try."

The angels were dumbfounded and couldn't help but glance at Ji Chi.

That person just stopped in mid-air and watched them silently, holding a short blade in his hand, blood was still dripping down from the short blade, obviously inconspicuous at all, but exuding a terrifying aura inexplicably.

The angels were in awe of the Archangel too deeply. His words and words were all truth. The angels no longer hesitated, surrounded Akeanji and disappeared in mid-air. hallucinations.

"Archangel! Wait—" In this incident, the archbishop of the Holy See was the first to react.

Originally relying on Ake Anji's identity and strength, he was able to stand confidently among the wolves.

And he never expected that the noble Archangel would be forced to flee one day...

Seeing the figures of the angels disappearing in the blink of an eye, the archbishop's face changed abruptly. Before he had time to think too much, he raised his holy staff and began to chant quickly. The brilliance of the teleportation array gradually gathered under his feet——

"Crack!" An iron boot ruthlessly crushed the light of the teleportation array, and Sylvia's eyes had turned into dark green wolf pupils.

"Want to run now?" Sylvia raised the corner of her mouth, two sharp fangs looming, "Could it be too late?"

The archbishop was really scared, swallowing his saliva frantically, and said stiffly as he stepped back: "You killed us here, the reputation of the expeditionary army..."

"You don't need to worry about that." The Countess stepped forward, casually pointing the sharp sword at her waist with her fingertips, "You just need to know one thing...sometimes, death is also a gift."

The Countess pursed her lips into a smile, and the deep meaning in her eyes made all the soldiers who had been trained by her tremble with fear.

"No, no...let me go...you can't do this...ah!!!"

The screams hovered over the barracks all night, causing the wolves in the field to howl in unison. The howls of wolves drifted into the night sky, lingering on the bright moon that had become white again.

The military camp at night was very lively, with bonfire food, singing and dancing, a group of rough men gathered around the fire, and the sweet smell of mead penetrated into the tents, luring everyone inside out.

Ji Chi did not attend their triumphant banquet, and sat alone in the tent, with his arms crossed and his chest in front of the table, staring straight at the magic sword placed on it.

He thought about a very serious problem, which he discovered not long after he got the magic sword - the magic sword could not take back his magic bag, nor could he take back his backpack.

He can only carry it on his back all the time.

Ji Chi felt that this problem was a little serious, and tried to call Yuanyuan, an artificial mentally handicapped person he hadn't seen for a long time: "Yuanyuan."

It took a while for Yuanyuan to float away from him, and there was a pale golden patch on its boxy body, which looked strange: [I'm here, what's the matter? 】

Its tone has changed a lot, it is no longer soft and cute, but it is more and more like a real creature.

Ji Chi looked at it curiously, pointed to the magic sword and asked, "Why can't this weapon be put into the backpack?"

Yuanyuan circled forward, first observed the magic sword for a long time, then touched it tentatively, and found that she could actually possess the magic sword, she gasped in surprise: [Isn't this the last mission item?Why do I feel an aura similar to yours on it? 】

As Yuanyuan said, she got into the magic sword and got out again. She went back and forth several times, and there was an extra layer of red on her body.

The red color is too inconspicuous, even with Ji Chi's current eyesight exceeding 5.3, it is difficult to spot it.

Ji Chi frowned, looking at the magic sword with some difficulty.

The current appearance of the magic sword is really ugly. There are several deep cracks on the sword body, and it is also rusty. If it can be renamed, Tetanus Sword is very suitable for it.

Ji Chi couldn't help complaining, he thought about it, and asked Yuanyuan in a different way: "Do you still remember the difference between it and the original magic sword?"

Yuanyuan read the data, and then floated to a crack in the magic sword: [Here, the red color in this crack in the original version is not so bright. 】

Ji Chi took a closer look, and there was a red crack in the lower part of the sword body of the magic sword. The red color was hidden in the rust, but it only shone lightly.

Ji Chi stretched out his hand to touch it, and a familiar breath spread from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart, making him slightly taken aback.

"Ji Chi, have you rested?" Sylvia's cold and hoarse voice came from outside the tent.

Ji Chi withdrew his fingertips, got up and went to the door and opened the curtain, and found that there were many people outside, all friends he knew.

He turned sideways and let them into the tent.

The tents in the military camp have limited space, only one chair, but fortunately, no one cares about this, so they found a place to stand or lean against in the tent.

Tang stretched out his hand and dragged away the unoccupied chair, and put a group of little black dragons in his hands for a long time on it. The little black dragon had half an eggshell on its head, glanced at him with big round eyes, and put it on Ji Chi again. body.

Ji Chi amused to see it occupying the only throne like this, and said to Tang: "Have enough fun? Can your mercenaries still accept this group of 'faith'?"

Tang's smile didn't dissipate all night. He remembered the dull expressions of those mercenaries when Ned Hogg had just turned into a little fat dragon, and couldn't help but laugh again: "Our regiment has no faith anymore...but the mascot is There is one more."

The little fat dragon gave a cute chirp.

Ji Chi also showed a bit of a smile. He didn't recover the third of his blood for the time being, and let the mercenary group round and flatten the little fat dragon.

"Wow——I almost thought I would never see you again!" The rabbit-eared boy who had been sticking to Sylvia's side jumped up and hung on Ji Chi's body. He sniffed and blushed. Eyes muttered, "I wanted you to attend my coming-of-age ceremony..."

The six-month-old rabbit has grown to three and a half years old, his temper has not changed, but his courage has grown a lot, and he can come to the battlefield to fight wild beasts.

Ji Chi rubbed his ears that felt good, looked up at the two generals, and said apologetically, "Sorry, your swords..."

The countess smiled and shook her head: "Don't think too much, it doesn't matter at all, the soul of a warrior will always dissipate on the snow field, we haven't thanked you for keeping it in the most glorious moment."

After she finished speaking, she thanked Ji Chi solemnly, and after chatting for a while, they left the tent, leaving the space for the silent person.

Ji Chi looked at Brandon, and pushed the chair vacated by Little Fat Dragon to him: "Sit down."

The young master in the past was always coquettish, and he would cry tired after walking for a while, and he would never stand if he could sit.

Brandon looked down at the chair, hesitated for a moment, and sat on it. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "We are all worried about you."

Ji Chi hummed: "I didn't expect it would take so long. I thought I could go back before your mid-term training."

Brandon smiled, with a little water in the corner of his eyes: "Then you are too slow, we have all been promoted to the Warrior Academy, you will not have to repeat the grade?"

Ji Chi looked worried: "Ah... this will have to stay for a few more years... I hope the dean will forgive me."

Brandon followed his words with another laugh, and the two of them fell into a wordless silence.

After a while, Brandon said softly: "Ivan has served as the chairman of the Battle Academy for two consecutive years. St. Colly officially announced her identity as the Demon King a year ago. St. Terry became a leader under Louis' rule. The rights of civilians are gradually increasing, and various vocational colleges have opened a basic class for students who change careers or multi-professionals.”

"Go back and take a look." Brandon looked up at Ji Chi, with a warm smile in his eyes, "The world you changed has been slowly getting better."