Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 775 Whose door is this flyer on? [6.2k words]

The next day, in the northern continent, in the magical city of Oisaster.

Wow——! !

The sound of wheels rolling and various conversations rang out from the spacious bridge, and a tall building shaped like a twin tower stood tall at the end of the city gate.

Looking around, you can see groups of people and carriages passing through the city gate in an orderly manner, and all kinds of exotic goods are being sold on stalls on both sides of the street.

As the largest magic city in the northern continent, Oissast, built on a lake, does not have any great strategic significance or trade value from a traditional geographical point of view. But even so, its unique political status in the world of Flillian alone has destined this magic city to never fall into decline since its construction.

"Tsk tsk, even though it's the northern branch of the Continental Magic Association, it looks even more impressive than the headquarters in the Holy City, doesn't it?"

On the street, Yuan, who had cast a mental spell to block everyone's cognition, looked at the twin towers at the end of the street and sighed.

In the world of Flillian, although nominally the Continental Magic Association located in the Holy City of Stral is its official headquarters, in terms of specifications and the number of magicians stationed there, no matter how you look at it, Oisast in the northern continent is more like the association's real headquarters.

Of course, if we look at it from a deeper perspective, in fact, there is only one thing that really determines where the focus of the Continental Magic Association is:
——That is where the Great Magician Celie, the most powerful warrior in the Continental Magic Association, is.

The strong are the center, this is the eternal truth in the extraordinary world, and it is also the reason why Oissast is so lively at this moment.

"By the way, do we really have to walk over to Celie and ask for permission to read the magic books in the library? Wouldn't that be a bit too arrogant?"

"Brother Liubing, you don't understand this. If it were just the two of us, doing this would indeed be considered arrogant. But now that there are so many of us here, and even Brother Heijian is here, if we walk over so slowly, we're giving the other party enough face."

Yuan laughed and said with a little pride, while Xin Lailai on the side glanced at the building at the end of the street and suddenly said:
"It seems that we don't have to walk all the way there."

Buzz——!!

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground under his feet, Liu Bing and the others suddenly rose up uncontrollably into the sky. Amid the astonishment and shouts of the surrounding people, it transformed into huge stone pillars that lifted him all the way into the air.

Not only that, along with the appearance of the stone pillar, several figures wearing robes of the Magic Association suddenly flew up from the ground and surrounded him. At the front of the crowd, an orange-haired elf wearing a simple coarse cloth shirt and looking like a child of eleven or twelve years old was squinting and staring at them. The huge magical fluctuations emanating from his body directly announced his identity:

The founder of the Continental Magic Association, the great magician Celia.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that the legendary guy would come to patronize such a small place?"

Floating in the air, Celia looked at Sinlailai in front of her. After staring at her for a while, she suddenly grinned, and then -

Boom——! !

There was no pre-swing or other signs.

Suddenly, an extremely dazzling flash of lightning burst out and rushed in front of Xin Lailai in an instant, bombarding Xin Lailai's face with a suffocating feeling of oppression. Finally, it collided with the golden barrier that automatically appeared in front of Xin Lailai, and with a huge roar, it collapsed into light spots all over the sky.

"Can I take this as a provocation before declaring war?"

On the stone pillar, Xin Lailai, who had easily blocked the Destruction Thunder magic that could theoretically kill a third-level small BOSS instantly, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Celia in front of him, and spoke in a calm tone that made people's breath inexplicably hold.

"It's just a test."

Facing Xin Lailai's threatening question, Celia just curled her lips slightly and threw out a magic book that looked a little old.

"This records the magic of opening the door to the library. If you are interested, just look it up yourself."

After the words fell, Xin Lailai steadily caught the magic book thrown by Celia, glanced at the contents inside, and said:

"It's really a bit surprising. I thought I shouldn't have told you why I came."

"Haha, a guy like you would come from heaven to a place like this. Is there any other reason other than for those magic books?"

Celia, who had already turned around, narrowed her eyes slightly, turned her head, glanced at Xin Lailai with her peripheral vision, and said:

"Besides, I'm a little curious, what does a guy like you want to do?"

After saying that, Celie glanced at the magicians around her, waved her hand, and signaled them to retreat. She ignored the rioting crowd below, and flew straight away. After a while, she disappeared from Xin Lailai's sight.

"So, that's it?"

"Ah."

"Oh my goodness, I thought there would be a fight. Isn't it said that Celie is a warmonger to the core?"

"There is a clear difference between leading a battle and committing suicide." "Uh...it seems so."

Mingyu, who also followed because he was interested in the opportunity to get the magic book for free, said calmly, and then looked at Xin Lailai who was flipping through the magic book in his hand.

"How about it?"

"It's the real thing, take it."

As Xin Lailai spoke, he casually threw the magic book in his hand into the underworld. The main reason why so many of them came down this time was to visit the magic library in Oisast.

Although the magic stored in it is just some simple magic that originated from the magic system in the world of Frelian, it cannot be compared with the genuine and excellent magic in the database.

But for a wizard, flipping through a magic book is an extremely relaxing and enjoyable act in itself. Not to mention that under normal circumstances, if one wants to look up such a large number of magic in the database, one must pay a hefty subscription fee, but now he can do it for free.

Being able to enjoy magic and relax at the same time, this is a purely welfare-oriented thing, and as the contractors of Paradise, they naturally cannot miss it.

"Hmm? Don't you want to see it yourself?"

On the other side, Mingyu, who took the magic book, looked at Xin Lailai in surprise, who just glanced at it and threw it to him.

"lesson complete."

"..."

……

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One hour later, Oissast, the Great Library of Magic.

"Well...from this perspective, these magics from the crude system are not without merit."

In the huge library filled with the faint scent of books and tea, Xin Lailai was seen sitting leisurely in a rocking chair, sipping tea leisurely while flipping through the old magic book in front of him with great interest, which was marked as recording the "magic to make eggs hatch quickly".

Unlike Paradise and the magic that he had seen in the past, which had a clear system, although there were "great magicians" at the master level in Fulilian's world, the magic system in her world was still in an extremely barbaric and desolate state.

Taking the magic in the magic book in his hand as an example, if it was placed inside the paradise, it would most likely be named "Magic to Accelerate Embryo Growth", and it would also most likely explain in detail what principles it uses to achieve accelerated embryo growth, rather than just recording a plain and even slightly erroneous spell structure as it is now.

To be honest, it is quite rare to find a magic system that can remain in a state of 'cognitive desolation' for such a long time.

Of course, this is also closely related to the fact that the Fulilian world is a derivative world. If it were a normal native world, unless all the wizards in that world were fools who thought with their cerebellums, in at most ten or twenty years, the forces within it would realize the importance of in-depth analysis of the principles of magic, and then begin to give various detailed academic definitions of magic.

This is also a point that many low-level contractors will not adapt to when transitioning to the original world. Although the paradise of this era will no longer deliberately lower the intelligence of the characters in the derivative world, due to certain settings, many derivative worlds have actually been reduced in difficulty from a macro level.

For example, the most classic medieval background is full of toilets, sewers and various convenience facilities in a modern city; the classic glasses man is set as usual, but there is no microscope or other equipment derived from glasses, and the progress of cell cognition and biological science that was born from it, etc.

These settings that deviate from normal logic are actually invisibly restricting the thinking of the "NPCs" in the entire derivative world, thereby causing a collective "intelligence reduction effect" and reducing the difficulty of the entire derivative world.

Although this has nothing to do with them now, it is better to say that thanks to the original work of Fulilian World setting the magic system like this, they now have the opportunity to slowly appreciate these "primitive" but "romantic" magic that can only be born in the state of "cognitive desolation". It is like looking back at the essays written by children with "future technology" as the main theme after adulthood, even if it is clear that there are many unrealistic aspects, when seeing those wild ideas, they will still smile knowingly after dinner.

"Pfft, Lailai, take a look at this book. It actually says that if the magic that allows birds to regenerate their wings is used on humans, they can also grow wings and fly. It sounds so silly and cute."

In the soul space, Ling Yuzi, who was using the Star Luo Field to flip through other magic books without anyone else noticing, chuckled, as if he had discovered something very interesting.

"Maybe he really succeeded. After all, sometimes just tinkering around like that can produce some unexpected results."

Xin Lailai smiled and answered in his mind, then put down the tea he had drunk and the magic book he had finished reading, and took out the Book of the World which was stored in the storage space. Except for the first page, the rest was blank.

"Okay, now that we've relaxed enough, it's time to start working."

"Well, Lailai, you go ahead and do your work. I'll come over after I finish reading this book."

"Okay, be careful not to delay too long."

Ling Yuzi, who was immersed in his own fun, answered casually, which made Xin Lailai smile helplessly, but he didn't say much. After a simple reminder, he focused his attention on the Book of the World in front of him, entered a deep meditation state, concentrated on mobilizing his mental strength, soul energy and magic power, and according to the spell structure stored in its internal space, he deduced the form of the spell runes bit by bit according to the knowledge in his mind, and then engraved it on the Book of the World.

Time passed bit by bit. Half an hour later, Ling Yuzi, who had just finished flipping through the newly discovered interesting magic book, also joined in. One spell rune after another was condensed by the two of them and engraved on the blank pages of the book using soul energy and magic power as the medium.

After this behavior lasted for more than ten hours, Xin Lailai, whose soul energy and magic power had been mostly consumed, let out a long sigh and came out of deep meditation. Looking at the page in front of him, which had become more spiritual because some runes related to the spirit-imparting spell had been added, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Very good, according to the current progress, they should be able to complete their domain spell in about five days at most.

"By the way, Lailai, if we tear off the pages of the Book of the World and make a figurine, will a super powerful magic master figurine be born directly?"

In the soul space, Ling Yuzi, who had entered a state of relaxation and began to come up with all kinds of clever ideas, blinked his ruby-like eyes and muttered curiously in Xin Lailai's mind. Upon hearing this, Xin Lailai couldn't help but chuckle and teased in his mind:
“Pfft, not to mention that our soul-infusing spells have not even reached the level of the incarnation realm, if we could really create a grandmaster-level soul-infusing creature, the Three Thousand Gods would probably rush to pay us the patent fee.”

Ever since consulting Daofa about the art of endowing souls, Xin Lailai has also gained a lot of understanding about the creations related to the art of endowing souls.

First of all, just like Ling Yuzi's just-mentioned whimsical idea of ​​"King of Lingguang", the skill list of the spiritual creature itself is actually closely related to the content on its carrier and the person who enlightened it. Therefore, if they really use the pages of the Book of the World to enlighten them into paper figures, with their current level of magic, they might be able to enlighten out a few specialized or even master-level paper figures.

But the Grandmaster's words were pure wishful thinking. The Grandmaster's realm involved an extremely strong self-will, and this was precisely the flaw of spiritual creatures.

As artificial products whose life and wisdom are acquired through postnatal development, spiritual creatures are basically those who only act according to the mission given by the spiritual nature. For such creatures, the difficulty of breaking through the Grandmaster realm is just like asking them to tie with or even defeat 83203 in the Grandmaster Trial, which is not much different from dreaming.

Of course, that's what they said, but in fact, as far as Xin Lailai knows, the Three Thousand Gods Cult seems to have been trying to solve this problem, and their agreement with the Sun God Cult and the Element God Cult to use the copyright of their spirit-empowering techniques to distribute flyers everywhere is also related to this.

In other words, according to what Xin Lailai heard from Daofa, the reason why the flyer man was able to "emerge" from the paradise in less than a year was because the big man in the Three Thousand Gods Sect who developed the "casting beans to create soldiers" wanted to rely on this low-cost method of raising Gu to raise a "Gu King" who could break through congenital defects with his own will and break through to the realm of the Grandmaster.

Even according to the "inside information" given by the Taoist side, now as long as the flyer on someone's door can break through to the master level 40 or above, the Three Thousand Gods Sect will take the initiative to come to the other party to sign a contract and provide a generous thank-you gift, or even spend money to buy the rental rights of the "Feng Shui Treasure Door" and designate it as a high-quality flyer breeding ground.

Come to think of it, it seems like they haven't visited the flyer man outside the exclusive room for a long time?

When Xin Lailai thought about the spiritual creation, she couldn't help but think of the little flyers on the door of their private room.

Come to think of it, since they have basically used teleportation instead of walking since the second stage, they haven't visited those flyer men for a long time. I wonder how many iterations they have gone through?
"Hmm... maybe we have already raised a little flyer king on our door?"

In the soul space, Ling Yuzi pressed his lips lightly and tilted his little head, curiously thinking that within the Three Thousand Gods Sect, any flyer man who could break through to the master level 40 or above would be given the title of "Flyer Man King", which is subtle but not without the characteristics of the Three Thousand Gods Sect, and some could even get their own "exclusive title".

The leaflet villain king?

Xin Lailai was relaxing with her mind empty when she heard Ling Yuzi's muttering. Suddenly, a picture and the figure of a little man with a broken arm flashed through her mind for no reason. But then she laughed and shook her head slightly with a somewhat absurd feeling.

How is that possible? If it was so easy to produce a flyer figurine of Master LV.40 and above, the Three Thousand Gods Cult would not have offered such a high reward.

Moreover, given that any injury to a flyer man would basically mean chronic death or destruction, the guy he just thought of would probably have been chopped into pieces by other flyer men and thrown into the trash can.

Then, Xin Lailai shook his head, cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, and then used his mental power to pick up a magic book and began to read it carefully.

Just leave the flyer figurines and the like as they are. After all, these magic books in front of us are much more interesting than those~!

……

On the other side, in the Sanctuary Paradise, there is a "battlefield" somewhere.

Hiss——!!

A sharp tearing sound rang out from the tragic battlefield filled with fierce collision sounds. On a wall deep in an alley that no one noticed, a large sword burning with golden red flames and thunder rushed out from the sky full of paper debris, and the shredded paper behind it condensed into a blazing golden red character under a majestic momentum:

"kill!!!"

pat!

The golden flame words were condensed, and a thin figure with scars all over his body, which seemed to be made up of different leaflets, jumped up. The word "皿" used to replace the mouth became like clenched teeth. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, he rushed forward without hesitation towards the golden leaflet man on the battlefield, who was surrounded by many leaflets, also exuding a powerful aura, but with almost no spirit in his eyes.

Clang!
The clanging sound of swords clashing exploded in the alley, and the entire inner wall began to tremble faintly under the collision of the two leaflet men. A violent and sharp aura surged from the battlefield, raising a sky full of broken paper scraps and paper debris, which were then torn to pieces by the swords and shadows colliding at high speed.

At last……

Hiss! ! !

After the two paper men had fought at high speed for hundreds of rounds, the tattered flyer man with fire and thunder effects wrapped around his body suddenly seized a flaw of his opponent, exchanged his injury for his life, and used his arm as the price. In front of the astonished eyes of the golden flyer man, he cut him in half with a sword, then grabbed his paper corpse and skillfully refined it into drops of golden pulp in an instant, which he smeared on his body.

Only after doing all this did the victorious golden-red flyer man stagger and spit out a mouthful of paper scraps, then quickly sat down cross-legged, unfolded himself into a flyer, and used the paper pulp that had just been refined to urgently mend the wounds on his body.

Almost at the same time as he killed the golden flyer man, in a laboratory at the headquarters of the Three Thousand Gods Sect, a tablet with the words "Golden Thunder King" written on it suddenly shattered, causing a dozen Taoist robe researchers who were busy with their own affairs in the laboratory to suddenly raise their heads and look in the direction of the tablet at the same time:

"Hmm? King Jinlei is dead? Who did this?"

"I'm not sure. From the tablet, it seems that the little flyer king has not changed. Could it be that he has encountered a contractor who is looking for trouble?"

"Tsk, there's nothing we can do if that's the case, but haven't we already set up a contract on it?"

"Maybe it's some dark horse that has emerged suddenly. Let's take a look at the replay that King Jinlei sent before his death."

In the laboratory decorated like an ancestral hall, the experimenters in Taoist robes were talking at once. Finally, after the middle-aged man in Taoist robes spoke up, they all looked at the blank scroll that projected the pictures.

"go with!"

The next second, with a loud shout from the middle-aged man in Taoist robes, a ray of golden light suddenly flew out from the broken tablet on the altar and sank into the blank scroll. The picture on the scroll also changed suddenly, from a blank picture with nothing in it to a cruel battlefield with paper scraps flying everywhere.

"That's... a flyer for unregistered independent cultivators?!"

"Wait, his momentum..."

As the picture appeared, everyone present immediately noticed the most conspicuous golden-red flyer man in the picture. They witnessed with their own eyes how he fought his way from the periphery of the battlefield to the depths of the battlefield like a god of war, and their eyes became more and more excited.

"it is good!!!"

And in the end, when they saw him cut their carefully cultivated 'Title Level Flyer Villain King' in half with one sword, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes who was leading the group slapped the table excitedly and shouted out excitedly. Then, he looked around at everyone and said excitedly:

"Quick! Go find it!"

"I want to see whose door this flyer belongs to. It's so vivid!"

……

(End of this chapter)