Star Master

There was an invisible storm in the void, as if someone was laughing wantonly, Ludwig suddenly saw a real light in the void.

A ray of light broke through the world, like opening a fruit core. Ludwig subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but found that he had no such thing as eyes. Of course, the soul is still sleeping in Xia Zuo's body, but the existence of the astral world is not a simple definition of physical space. No matter how long you drive, you will still fly in the ordinary interstellar universe. On the contrary, Hayden's previous summary It is closer to the truth - it is more like a high-dimensional space-time, just like the material world is a three-dimensional world, if the time axis is introduced to pull it into the four-dimensional space, it will enter the astral world, which has nothing to do with distance and position.

No one knows that the world outside is in Xia Zuo's body. The blasting team is still working hard to drive the small broken space shuttle to support the elite teams of other energy stations. It was literally broken, and Hayden and Xia Zuo had to support the shield together as a sealing facility. At the same time, the druid's lack of apology vocabulary was severely corrected by the poet.

Afterwards, Ludwig's mind was completely isolated from them, and the last scene he saw was Hayden rushing into the queue of the Star Spirit.

—Very handsome, Ludwig thought regretfully.

The ground subsides, the sky rises, and the astral world is blocked by the starry sky. From under his feet—he suddenly has feet—the magic pattern lights up bit by bit, and the long cry of the ancient dragon comes from the ground, and the dragon's spine is carved. The pillars rise from all sides, the flowing black vortex forms a towering dome, and the flag embroidered with mithril hangs down from above. The totem shines as if weaving moonlight, and the immortal magic fire lights up one by one, extending along a ladder. A throne made of bones.

Ludwig knew that this was not a real scene. With the power of the law, the gods used magic to construct a memory echo. Ludwig had never seen such a scene. This place could only exist when the god of magic was still a mage. in memory.

Ludwig took a breath: "This is too beautiful!"

His voice echoed in the magnificent hall.

And, the skull at the foot of the throne has magic fire in its eye sockets, and it can change color. It is really an energy-saving and environmentally friendly lantern!

This scene is too "black magic". The tradition is so traditional that all modern black mages burst into tears. They really want to take this place as their own. Coupled with a few dead banshees responsible for serving tea and water, it will be more perfect .

The moonlight shines in from the skylight of the dome, illuminating Ludwig like a stage spotlight, but the throne is still hidden in the darkness. The skull that Xi coveted.

The mage on the throne has a real voice, a bit hoarse, and the words are not well pronounced and the ending is prolonged. This makes you think that no matter what he says, you think he is chanting a curse, or the visual effect is first-class and horrible.

The sorcerer said, "Hey, little goblin who blew himself up, who's the old-fashioned and backward spell?"

This is worse than the cosmic ghost!Not to be outdone, Ludwig said, "You're still a faceless shadow!"

The figure of the mage on the throne changed the direction and turned his legs: "Ah, I will talk back, better than your mentally handicapped teacher. But, you see, you bombed the laboratory at home and collapsed yourself to the astral world, and continued to bomb starships in the interstellar world." , Explode the energy station, your little paladin boyfriend was not blown up by you, which means that he is the son of the God of Light, I think I may have found the wrong person, you are not a mage, but a warlock who can only make explosive bombs."

boom--

A tsunami of hellfire rushed towards the throne.

"You actually called me a warlock!" Ludwig's eyes were so angry that his eyes were red, several forbidden spells burst out from his fingers quickly, and the dark and treacherous grand palace was immediately blown into ruins.Only the Skeleton Throne and the mage on it remained unmoved.

Some kind of power higher than magic restored the surroundings to their original state in the blink of an eye.

The mage on the throne turned his legs in another direction again, and tapped his fingers casually on his thigh: "A good mage won't make himself in tune with the devil."

Ludwig withdrew the useless magic with a cold face, and waved his hand to extinguish his own hellfire: "So what, coordinating with the devil will not delay academic research."

"Legendary mages also have limits." The mage in the shadow said slowly, his voice was slow and hoarse, as if he was telling a bad story that he found illogical, "So, Cyprince Field is the most retarded legend in the world Mage. He did immobilize your soul with more than a dozen defensive spells. The devil lord stood in front of you and tried to trick you, and you were immune to it. Poorly prepared for the situation, and unmistakably mentally handicapped. If it were me, I'd cast a permanent bonding spell so you wouldn't be able to undo my magic."

Ludwig waved a black spear in front of the throne: "How can you call me a teacher!"

"No one is more qualified than me." The mage replied proudly.

"But you are not qualified to judge my choice." Ludwig replied, "I will do it again."

"...So you really deserve to have participated in the training of the paladins. Where did your teacher pour holy water into his mind, and he taught the students like stupid knights? I really want to thank the dark lord for his blessing, you won't Make a sword." The black shadow mage patted the armrest of the seat and sighed, "The more powerful the soul, the more the devil likes to eat it, and the group of idiots don't care whether they can eat it. In order to prevent the devil from devouring ordinary people, you Unlock the soul defense and rush in to attract the devil...you shout 'Praise the God of Light' and I hear it, it's definitely like those human-shaped light pollution sources!"

The real experience is not the one that Ludwig casually told Hayden. The devil will not run away to the material plane with brains just because too many compatriots are caught making cheese. The devil does not have so much brotherhood. Not even a fresh food delivery guy.Under the constraints of the world's laws, the devil cannot drill into the main material plane, unless - the people of the main material plane give permission.

——An evil cultist who pretended to be an assistant sent by the government to study in the black tower of the archmage. The magic concentration in the tower of the legendary archmage was extremely high, so while the two tower masters of the legendary level were not at home, this evil The believers use forbidden spells to open the gate of the abyss in this place, trying to create evil disasters.

The famous Black Tower stands in the densely populated federal capital, which is convenient for the government and the Grand Master Tower to cooperate in magic education. Once the devil runs out of the tower, it will get a delicious buffet meal.

Although the time and place were favorable, it was a pity that the young apprentice who was keeping the housekeeper in the tower walked into the group of devils. Then, the devil disaster was wiped out in the bud, and only one cultist died. The reporter took three photos.

No one in the outside world knows that the little apprentice of the Black Tower and the future legendary black mage has been half a devil ever since.

Synchronizing with the devil in order to make cheese - this kind of typical mage-style nonsense, only paladins can believe it.

The mage on the throne said: "You were a human mage when you made the decision to make this foolish Madonna whose head was filled with holy light, but more than ten years have passed, and your soul has been completely assimilated by the abyss. Won't it become another extreme, such as the World Exterminating Demon King?"

Ludwig shuddered: "That's too high school, I don't even write the setting of the brainless and world-destroying big devil in third-rate web articles."

"...What about the third-rate web articles?"

""Wandering Galaxy", tells the story of the sadomasochistic love between the literary waste wood and the domineering marshal." Ludwig nodded, "Before I fell asleep, the author just issued a notice saying that he signed a contract with the manga."

"You still see Xiao Huangwen with yourself as the protagonist?" The black shadow mage expressed surprise for the first time.

Ludwig's sigh was exactly the same as that of the black shadow mage, full of vicissitudes and helplessness: "I didn't want to watch it at first, but Xia Zuo's soul is still preserved in my body, what two people should do, the third person is present I can't do it anymore."

Black Shadow Mage: "Oh, then you really won't destroy the world, you should at least keep the world for bed!"

Ludwig seriously agreed: "That's right, and the devil can only be used to make cheese. It's too hopeless to be a devil lord."

Although Ludwig tried his best to suppress it, the devil's attunement still affected his character, making him more prone to emotional ups and downs than usual. Because of suppressing the devil, he had no energy to think about things other than academics. Even a paladin like Hayden He can be tricked into "compensation".

"Speaking of devil's cheese, you make one and I'll try it."

Ludwig tilted his head: "You still have good taste. Hellfire roasts tender devils. It is best to roast them until they are half-cooked, but I can do them for you. You can learn from me first!"

The black shadow mage sneered brightly: "You and I are not fighting for learning, but one-sided beating. Masochism should be cured."

Ludwig thought about it for a while: "Indeed, your spell of creating a virtual space has inspired me a lot. If you don't play it, just stop playing it. I'm also afraid of pain."

The black shadow mage was silent for a while, and finally let out a few inaudible sighs.

——Attune with the devil, the soul will be corrupted, and it will always hurt.

The shadow mage raised his hand and threw two squeaky little devils at random. Ludwig rolled up his sleeves habitually, holding a ball of pitch-black hellfire in one hand, and pinching the devil in the other. Roast evenly on the opposite side, making continuous howls of ooooahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahohah until the devil's cry turned into a groaning, then Ludwig conjured up a plate, put the devil on it, and cut it with the blade compressed by hellfire. piece.

"The best thing is to quickly fry it with holy light until it turns black and golden." Ludwig said regretfully, "but I don't know how to use holy light."

The God of Magic said in the tone of an idiot: "Of course I won't, I'm not from the luminous camp."

Ludwig: "Obviously, black mages like big ostentation, and those priests of the light camp like to pretend to be poor and cheat charity, but in fact, their monthly expenditure on moisturizing masks is more expensive than my magic materials."

"Huh? The devil is so delicious!" The black shadow mage exclaimed, "It tastes mellow and smooth. If you make it into a devil cake and add more syrup, it must be super delicious!"

"It makes sense! I've been wanting to try it for a long time. I'm going to catch a few big demons and use their blood to make syrup. The taste must be strong enough!"

"Don't use Balrog's, Balrog burns your mouth." The black shadow mage reminded intimately.

Mages of different ages shared a plate of fresh devils one bite at a time in the hall of nothingness. Ludwig squinted his eyes, trying to see the person on the opposite side, but perhaps it was restricted by the law, he could only see the other person white hair.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, it was cool.The black shadow mage felt it, and he was more direct, raising his hand and rubbing Ludwig's head.

"Our mage's tower is full of white hair." Ludwig hiccupped and said, "So, I quite like the black hair after the attunement, it's conspicuous enough."

"Yeah." The black shadow mage also hiccupped, "I'll keep the black hair for you."

"Ok?"

Ludwig's doubts lasted for a second, and the next moment, he was surprised to find——

His soul no longer hurts.

All the pain caused by the corrosion of the abyss has stopped, and the darkness, tyranny, and anger left by the attunement are being pulled away bit by bit, like someone grabbing the threads exposed on the sweater, and pulling those things out of the cocoon Generally all were ripped out.

A slender index finger touched his forehead, a pure magic power rushed into his soul, and every scar caused by corrosion disappeared without a trace under the baptism of magic power.

"Don't be so surprised, you still need to pay for takeaway, you five-star grilled devil, I'll give you a little gift."

Ludwig couldn't help laughing... How can there be such a weird reason?

"Don't learn the Holy Light Flea next time." The mage on the throne said proudly, "You are a black mage, you look a bit like a black mage. Now you are also a legendary mage, if any devil invades and blows it up The lair is over, so there are so many shits."

"You——" Ludwig opened his mouth, looked at the black mage patriarch, and shook his head helplessly—you are really like the teacher, and you are going to destroy the devil's lair every now and then, what a waste, but he is slow Smile slowly:

"I know, the next time I see someone who doesn't like it, I will kill it directly."

"By the way, this is a good mage."

The black shadow mage has a pair of silver eyes, which are the brilliance of the archmage when he ignites his spiritual power. He looks at Ludwig, as if the elder is examining the younger generation after a long time.

The mysteries of magic have been passed down from generation to generation.

Black hair is perfect.

"Okay, let's go." The black shadow mage pinched his face, pinched a red mark, and then faced Ludwig's questioning gaze, laughed, "Go back to sleep with your paladin. I Having said that, the devil lord can’t return to the material world, but Ludwig said, get out of here, don’t stick to me to block the light, how did you grow so tall, you bastard little goblin, can you grow taller by eating devils?”

Ludwig didn't answer, because the mage on the throne pushed him, and he felt himself falling in the void and floating up from the bottom of the water, and his senses lost their meaning.

Then the next second, although he couldn't wake up directly, he seemed to hear the voice of the star spirit:

"The explosion button is right there. Press it, and the energy station will explode, but the time bomb on him will also be detonated. For the sake of mankind, it's nothing to sacrifice a person, is it?"

Hayden looked stern, standing in front of the console, the star spirit fell to the ground, the high mistress Bella was drenched in blood, as if she had experienced a hard battle, and behind the remaining army of star spirits, in a cage full of bombs, Dios with all his hair tied up.

The author has something to say: Hayden: Oh, I forgot about Warlock!

Lulu: Wake me up, I just came back after recharging the plug-in!

Xia Zuo: Hey, I'm going to write a poem cursing my ex-boyfriend right now, and I'll be able to comprehend attack skills right away!