Star Master

Maybe it was really too guilty, Diamond obeyed the mage's command without hesitation, and climbed back into the mech.

In addition to White Night Frost Star, Ludwig also modified Joanne's mecha, and the cockpit of Dusky Rose was equipped with magic defense runes, so ordinary mecha fighters like Diamond who did not have a special class were allowed to demolish the tower. De Vichy wasn't worried at all about the psychic draining him dry either—it was time for those magical defense runes to come into play.

Ludwig even badly hoped that a certain rune would suddenly break, and then the spirit body would suck Diamond dry—but the mage quickly shook his head—just to have fun in his heart, if he really wanted to do that, he wouldn’t Became a vicious supporting actor?

Dim Rose sighed because of this: "Why isn't the beautiful Mr. Luolai driving me... Ms. Joanne's optical brain signal is not far away, why can't you let me put this male cannon fodder down?"

Ludwig: "Do you also read web articles?"

Dim Rose replied with his enthusiastic and rough voice: "That's not true! Xiaobai started to write articles, and I was his only reader! That little idiot had finished writing by himself before, and he didn't expect to publish it at all. I should give it to him. Registered Jinjiang account!"

Luo Lai pointed at the spirit body that had rushed over at the right time, and interjected: "Fight hard, or your account for reading the text will be hacked!"

Dim Rose: "!!!"

The deep-space combat mecha climbed the outer wall of the space station, with full firepower, wantonly destroying the big ball, the entire space station was shaken, and the spirit of Xida immediately surrounded the dim rose, but they are incorporeal creatures after all , Ludwig added a few more protective magics to the cockpit, so these spirit bodies could only wave their tentacles outside, and could not hurt the people inside at all.

Humans, Zergs and other alien races living in the space station formed a small army to try to fight against the dark rose, but they did not have large-scale deep space combat mechs with equal firepower, only armed with individual soldiers, and they were quickly entangled by Joanne's team .

The Cedar Spirit Body never needed mecha technology in the past. They didn't bother to cultivate the "captive" food. At most, they let the people in the space station do some production and maintenance chores, and the cost-effectiveness of cultivating a mecha warrior It's really not high, and they really don't need mecha fighters. Even if the enemy has a formation of mechas, as long as the spirit body rushes over and sucks the driver to death, no matter how powerful the mecha is, it's useless. This is the first time that Xida's spirit body Encounter the mech with the spirit protection rune in the cockpit.

The Holy Light lit up, and the healing spell fell on Joanne and the others. Luo Lai understood the power of the Holy Light very quickly. He was able to instantly cast various reinforcement spells on the battlefield. Ludwig glanced at it twice, nodded with confidence, and put this The edge is entirely up to them.

There was a slight fluctuation in the space, and Ludwig stood still, as if the messy battle around him had nothing to do with him. The mage even closed his eyes and opened his perception——

He is tracking magic fluctuations.

The Mage Tower is not a tower in the true sense. It is actually more like a magic weapon. The magic power of the magician forms a vein in the magic weapon. Once the magic weapon is damaged, the magic power of the magician will be repaired spontaneously. Since the space station is a magician tower, Then when it is damaged, the self-repair function of the magic weapon will also be triggered, and the magic power of the magic tower can be traced to the master of the magic tower as the source of the magic power.Therefore, after Diamond started to destroy the mage tower, Ludwig immediately focused on—

"You actually deliberately terminated the transmission of magic power to prevent the mage tower from repairing itself?" Ludwig opened his eyes, showing a contemptuous expression, "But if you don't repair it, when he dismantles the space station, don't you just float in the sky with me?" Are your eyes wide open in the big universe?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a sigh in the tower, a large amount of magic power gathered in front of Ludwig, and a teleportation array lit up.

The magic circle rotates quietly without any instructions or prompts, unlike the mech operation interface, which comes with an instruction manual for the first startup, but if Ludwig can't see that this is a teleportation circle, there is no need to continue to be a mage .

Generally, if there are no special circumstances, only the master of the mage tower can use space and displacement spells in his own tower, so when the teleportation array lights up, Ludwig knows that it is the master of the mage tower who can't sit still.

It is expected that Ludwig will find out, or the space station will be dismantled, and the two mages will look at each other in the big universe, so it is better to take the initiative to "invite".

He smiled, recalling the video of Hayden accepting the surrender of the interstellar pirates he had seen before, imitating Hayden's chin raised high, straight back, moderate strides, and graceful posture in the video, and walked into the magic circle.

Master Tata, the mage, didn't do anything to the magic circle, because it's useless. Ludwig is a legendary mage who travels through the star world. Even if he changes the teleportation circle and directly throws people into the void, Ludwig Xi can also grasp the magic power of the teleportation array and reposition it back.

A black cat jumped over him, and Ludwig stepped out of the teleportation circle, stunned for a while.

——He almost thought that he had left the interstellar era, because he saw a room that looked very mage at a glance, and it was so kind that it made people cry.

The table is some kind of handmade wooden furniture, covered with a layer of oily pulp due to long-term use-this is so inconsistent among the mechanical metal folding tables everywhere in the interstellar age, as if seeing a dwarf suddenly grow to the height of It’s unbelievable that it’s two meters long; the rows of bookshelves are thick and tall, and the bookshelves, big and small, fill the grids to the brim. In the interstellar age, everyone has a light brain, and bookstores don’t necessarily have so many books, and from time to time there is a crystal ball caught in the pile of papers. In the room, there is a faint fluorescent light; there are many skeletons and anatomical diagrams of creatures hanging on the wall, which look very characteristic of necromancers, but the strange thing is that there is no undead magic fluctuation; there is a roll of yellowish parchment on the desk , the above incantation is written halfway, and there is a plate of magic buns made with meal-making techniques next to it. On the small table next to the buns is a crucible, set on the fire, still bubbling. It was some kind of boiling golden liquid, and the smoke was really a pale peach pink.

Ludwig turned around and found a young man on the rattan rocking chair.

When he saw him, Ludwig stepped back a little half a centimeter, because the young man seemed to be integrated with the environment, or he was actually a human-shaped stand, Ludwig didn't even notice that there was another person here, at first glance Seeing it, I was taken aback very rarely.

But he was a good-looking young man, with smooth and supple brown hair tied neatly, with a somewhat old-fashioned style. At first glance, he looked like a strict scholar who combed his hair carefully every day to prevent it from interfering with work, and never left a single hair outside. Wearing a pair of graduated spectacles—the kind usually used by mages when carving delicate runes in golems.

The young man showed a warm and polite smile, and raised the teacup in his hand to signal: "Hello."

Ludwig shook his head slowly: "I'm not good."

Youth: "...how do you say?"

Ludwig snorted: "Did you cross or I did, or are you actually a cleaning staff hired by a mage tower?"

The young man sitting in the rocking chair raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

The black mage walked around the room unceremoniously, scanning every corner and corner with critical eyes, and then replied: "At first glance, it is really very kind, everything is necessary for the mage tower. , so I originally thought that the owner of this mage tower was a very clever senior mage who traveled through the astral world and arrived in this world earlier than me, but after a serious look, I think I made a mistake. You look like you are sweeping the floor of a mage tower Yes, I've seen everything, but everything is useless! Or, what kind of magic movie set designer are you? Your room, I think I saw it in the movie where the villain has no nose, this kind of industry drama I'm afraid of the audience of experts, the outsiders will call it exquisite after watching it, and the insiders will misunderstand it when they see it."

He pointed to the table and said, "The spell book is quite complete, but...the potion is boiled by the desk. Your teacher didn't skin you? Dust materials and magic overflow in the notes will interfere with the purity of the potion. You get a dedicated potion room for cooking potions. If you are too poor to buy a big house and can only use a study to make ends meet, you must at least cast isolation spells around the crucible; you actually write spells with different attributes on a piece of paper, you Are you afraid that the collision of elements will blow up the paper with you? What you are cooking... my dark lord, why are you making a potion of enchantment?"

The youth sat where he was, blinked his eyes, and Ludwig continued mercilessly, "The crystal ball is on the bookshelf, what's wrong with you, your brain was eaten by the devil? You are a mage and you are not a prophetic witch. You want a crystal." What are you doing with the ball, practicing hatching eggs? Also, God of Magic, don’t tell me you eat magic buns, isn’t that a weapon for apprentices to fight?”

Ludwig finished speaking in one breath, turned around, and looked at the young man sitting there jokingly: "Did I guess wrong, in fact, you are a warlock?"

"It's just that I haven't come into contact with another mage for a long time." The young man sighed, "Everything in this world is so different, I can only barely arrange the room according to the increasingly blurred memory... It's been a long time, but I don't want to forget my hometown."

The young man's voice was sad and melancholy, Ludwig was completely unmoved, and even laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, you didn't respond when I scolded you as a warlock, and you are still here pretending to be a 'love magic' with me. A mage who was forced to leave his hometown?"

Huge dark energy condensed behind Ludwig's back in an instant. He raised his hand while laughing, and the hellfire condensed into twelve spears, all of which rushed towards the young man sitting there in the blink of an eye. The young man raised his eyes, and the space Still, the twelve spears stopped in front of him strangely, less than half a meter away from his forehead.

Ludwig: "It's kind of interesting, it's still magical."

The fluctuation of Air Riot magic cannot be faked. Apart from Ludwig's own dark power, there is another neutral magic power that neither favors the light nor has the breath of the undead hovering in the air.

"I'm really a mage, a space mage, and my name is Xida." The young man was still sitting upright, his smile was as peaceful as before, "Don't rush to do it, can't we sit down calmly and talk about spells? I really don't know. I haven't seen another mage in a long time."

Ludwig replied categorically: "No, I don't talk about spells with guys who are indifferent to being scolded by warlocks!"

The black spear that stopped in mid-air suddenly disappeared. The man with the appearance of a young man who claimed to be a mage finally moved. He showed a little surprised expression, and then disappeared in the same place in an instant. He had just disappeared, and the place where he was sitting was covered by a black spear. Spears go through.

The intact space mage appeared on the upper shelf of the bookshelf, floating in mid-air.

"Teleportation is very proficient." Ludwig commented objectively, "It seems that you were indeed a mage once."

This mage's room is so friendly, especially in the interstellar era when mecha starships are roaming around the universe, but if you look closely, you will find that there are many flaws in it. In magic-themed movies, notebooks and cauldrons may be placed Together, it is good to highlight the identity of the mage, but in reality, every apprentice who dares to do this will be severely beaten by the teacher-the living space of mages has countless detailed requirements, and a third-rate mage may not be able to do so. It is so rigorous, but it is impossible for a mage whose strength is above the legend to be able to do anything——When Ludwig was doing experiments, in order to prevent errors, even the white night frost star with a little bit of electromagnetic radiation was not allowed to enter the laboratory. But this "Legendary Mage" put together the potion cauldron, magic bun and notebook, he really didn't look like a graduated mage who was being educated.

But he does have the power of space magic above the legendary level, so...

"You are not quite a mage anymore, you have forgotten these details." Ludwig concluded, "You no longer pay attention to many subtle requirements in magic because you no longer need those details. You don't need to After cooking the potion, it’s just a decoration you put out. You don’t care whether the potion can be used after cooking, so you forget the need to apply shielding magic, and you don’t need to write spells anymore. Need to eat the real thing, so you don't remember that the magic buns that mages make are a torture for teeth and taste buds."

While they were talking, countless spells shuttled back and forth in the space, appearing strangely and disappearing inexplicably. The battle between a legendary black mage and an unknown enemy who was once a space mage became unimaginable.

But Ludwig remained calm amidst the fluttering spells. He said, "Did you take the initiative to turn yourself into a spirit body? Your name is Sedar? I'm curious, did the spirit body use your name, or did you used them?"