Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 201 The End of Hope

The black cloak turned into a heavy blade, and countless golden fragments protected his body tightly.

Unlike the other seven sages who were pretentious in giving their names, the strongest of the seven sages, named Mahat, launched an attack right from the start.

The golden fragments turned into a flowing torrent. Its incredibly fast speed and its surface that reflected sunlight meant that Lu Ke was almost killed instantly by the huge torrent.

boom! boom! boom!
The golden torrent was like a long snake, swinging its nimble body towards Lu Ke. Every time it was avoided, it would speed up as if in anger, carving big holes in the ground.

After hundreds of attacks failed to produce any results, the originally gathered golden torrent dispersed, and countless golden fragments turned into dangerous hidden weapons flying in the air at a high speed.

The staff in Lu Ke's hand was covered with a layer of magical light, and he used it as a stick. Facing the incoming golden fragments, he did not dodge or evade, but waved the stick in his hand.

click-

The hard staff strengthened by magic was waved in the air, making a whistling sound. Luke exerted all his strength, and the staff and the golden fragments collided in the air, creating sparks.

The sounds of metal and stone hitting each other continued. Under Mahat's manipulation, the flying gold fragments either condensed into larger clumps or directly tried to stick to Lu Ke's body.

The attacks from all directions could not be stopped, and soon Luke's body was cut with many cuts, while Mahat's body had not moved an inch.

Completely different from the other Seven Sages who rely on their own unique mechanism magic, one can tell how powerful Mahat is just by looking at his control over magic power and physical strength.

Strictly speaking, the golden fragment is not gold, but some unknown inert substance that never changes shape, never decays, and is always constant. It is only because it looks like gold that people misunderstand it.

Mahat was not fighting seriously now. His magic of turning everything into gold could directly act on the human body without any restrictions.

This is why hundreds of years ago, Fulilian's arm turned into gold just by looking into his eyes, and it took a full hundred years for it to return to its original state.

As expected, he is the strongest of the Seven Sages!

Luke's eyes flashed, and the magic power in his body burst out. The powerful torrent of magic power dispersed the attack of the golden fragments and also made Mahat look sideways.

"This magic power is stronger than many great demons. You must be a very famous magician in the human world."

Mahat spoke in a calm tone, his voice without the slightest ups and downs, as if nothing in the world was worth his attention.

"I do have the title of the Father of Modern Magic, but it's just a compliment from the Magic Association."

Lu Ke stared at Mahat closely, not daring to relax at all.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Before I turn you into a statue, I want to get some more information for you to savor."

Mahat looked at the statue of monk Abu, "It's a bit boring to be trapped in the Demon King's Castle all the time. It feels like the days are going by very slowly if I can't kill people to pass the time."

That's why he moved the statue to his own territory to admire it. Although it was boring, compared with other scenes that had remained unchanged for hundreds of years, this sculpture from more than 40 years ago was relatively "new".

"In that case, why don't you go out?"

"The Demon King won't allow us to leave the city."

"You'll listen to him?"

Mahat looked away from the statue. "If I were outside, I probably wouldn't listen, but the devil is right in front of me. If I don't listen, I will die."

The demons still have a survival instinct, although it is very weak, and Mahat is even more indifferent, but it is still there after all.

"Why didn't you resist him?"

"No one can kill the Demon King unless someone can pull out the Sword of the Brave or he wants to die."

At this point, Mahat shook his head and interrupted the conversation.

"The chat ends here. Although I wanted to keep you to kill time, you are quite powerful, and you also killed three Seven Bengxian and Solitaire."

"Become a statue."

As if it was a judgment from God, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ke's body, starting from the feet, began to be dyed golden.

"I need you to do me a favor. If you are willing to help, I will not kill you."

Luke was not flustered at all and spoke calmly.

Mahat's eyes moved. "What wishes do dying people have? You don't have to tell me. I have no interest in helping humans..."

The words of the strongest of the Seven Collapse Sages suddenly stopped. He saw that the gold that was constantly spreading across Lu Ke's body suddenly stopped. At the boundary where it stopped, the dark gray earth color replaced the golden luster. The transformation was completely completed in almost a breath.

"This is really surprising. My golden transformation was stopped? No, it should be said that it was eroded."

The color of the soil faded quickly after the replacement was completed, returning to normal. Lu Ke moved his legs that were doubly tortured by being turned into gold and soil, and nodded after confirming that there was no problem.

"Just as expected."

He didn't dare use his future vision to predict the outcome of this battle, so he could only rely on his original knowledge and ability to predict it. Facing a dangerous opponent like Mahat, this was a very risky move.

Mahat's long-standing calmness was finally broken, like throwing a stone into a stagnant pond, and his eyes turned serious.

"How did you do it."

Luke showed a nostalgic smile on his face: "I have some experience in material transformation magic."

To transform different substances, one needs not only imagination but also understanding of all the properties of both substances. This is because if the magic cannot understand the properties of the substances to be transformed it will be hindered, thus causing the magic to fail.

Mahat's "Everything Turns into Gold" magic is very domineering. This kind of magic is like understanding the "unknown substance that looks like gold" to the extreme, and then ignoring the obstacles of the opposite characteristics and turning everything into gold.

But as the master of the body, Luke also knew that his body had reached its limit. On the battlefield of body transformation, he used material transformation magic to erode Mahat's goldenization.

Trela ​​once gave Luke the manuscript of Sage Evish on material transformation, which was the opportunity for the two to fall in love. Now it will become an opportunity for Luke to defeat Mahat and save Trela's life.

The beginning and the end are connected, as if it were a destiny.

"Your smile is... strange. Is it because you managed to turn the tables on the battlefield?"

Mahat frowned slightly as he looked at the smile on Luke's face, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, a peculiar curiosity.

Luke did not answer his question, after being sure that he would not be goldenized, his confidence increased greatly and he could imagine the possibility of defeating Mahat.

Although imagination does not mean victory, as a magician, if you cannot even imagine victory, you will definitely fail.

Everything around began to be stained with the color of soil. Giant dragons of burning fire rose into the sky, arrows were suspended in the sky, Luke was flying in the air, and his rosewood staff was pointed at Mahat.

"It's just that I can't turn your body into gold." Mahat, who had never encountered such a situation, frowned. The golden color began to erode the soil again. The golden and gray-yellow areas collided with each other, and the light of magic illuminated the entire scene.

"I can't possibly lose..."

Mahat parried the fire dragon's attack with his backhand, and an arrow pierced his cheek.

"I am the strongest of the Seven Bengxian..."

The yellow fragments blocked the dense attacks, and Mahat jumped to avoid Luke's magic attack.

"I am Mahat from the Golden Land..."

The attack magic that was concentrated to the extreme penetrated the barrier and shot through his left abdomen. At this moment, Mahat realized that the other party had been hiding his abilities before.

The Corrupted Sage's Murderous Magic...

but why?
Mahat covered his wound with a puzzled look.

The Sage of Corruption was one of the few people he admired among the demons. Unlike the Seven Collapse Sages, he was not born with miracle-level magic, but he worked hard and spent thousands of years to create a powerful killing magic.

Although it is not as mechanical as the magic of the Seven Bengxian, its practicality is not inferior at all.

"This magic will be researched in more than a hundred years, and I will take the lead."

The mud turned into water ropes that bound Mahat's limbs. Luke walked up to him and spoke slowly.

Mahat's eyes showed both realization and confusion.

"You have learned Shulahat's magic... but you shouldn't have. Shulahat's magic is a miracle of the same level as the Seven Collapse Sages. It is impossible to copy it..."

"Unless he hands over his own magical principles, and the person who learns happens to be different from ordinary people."

Luke took over.

But Mahat still shook his head, "Impossible, this world will not allow anyone to learn miracles of this level."

"It does not matter."

Luke didn't want to tell anyone that he came from another world unless Tleila asked.

"If you do me a favor, I'll let you go."

The killing magic was pressed against Mahat's heart, and the instinctive desire to survive finally caused Mahat's tone to fluctuate slightly.

"I can't possibly help you fight the demon king."

Lu Ke shook his head. "The Demon King will naturally have someone to deal with. I have no interest in the Demon King, so it's easy to ask you to help."

"Release your magical perception to the limit, and you should be able to sense the nearest sentinel point."

Mahat did as he was told and nodded.

"There is an old man lying on the bed on the right side of the second floor. I want you to turn him into gold."

Seeing the nervousness on Luke's face, Mahat's curiosity grew wildly. This unknown emotion occupied his entire brain in an instant, and at the same time he understood Luke's purpose.

"You want to use the gold transformation to extend her life? But I can't remove the gold transformation outside of myself."

The magic of turning everything into gold is very convenient, but the disadvantage of being too convenient is that even Mahat himself does not understand the principles of magic. He simply uses the miracle of the Seven Collapse Sages to skip the steps and achieve the effect directly.

"Don't worry about that, just do your job."

Lu Ke pushed the staff in his hand forward a little.

Only Mahat's golden transformation can make Trela ​​immortal for thousands of years.

As for the problem of not being able to remove the gold transformation, the future Furlian will successfully crack it after obtaining all of Mahat's memories. He is confident that he can do it. If it doesn't work, he can ask Furlian for help.

As long as I wait for my future self to develop time magic and then remove the gold transformation, all problems will be solved.

"You seem to care a lot about this old woman. Who is she to you? Why do you care so much about her?"

"Shut up and use your magic."

Luke tightened the staff in his hand, and the light of magic became more and more dazzling.

"Tell me, tell me."

Mahat touched his chest and felt extremely strange. The emotionless demons didn't care about anything, but at this time he was extremely curious about human emotions.

He wanted to know what it felt like, wanted to see other expressions on the enemy's face, and this curiosity was even greater than his desire for death.

The demons all do whatever they want, and Mahat is no exception.

"It's so strange, human emotions..."

Seeing Mahat's palm suddenly turn golden, when Luke was alert and ready to defend himself, he aimed directly at his chest and pierced his heart.

puff-

The great demon pulled out his heart, and blood gushed out.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Luke's mouth. He forced himself to open his almost broken teeth and asked.

"why?"

Mahat, whose body was gradually disappearing, stared at Luke's expression, unwilling to miss even a little bit.

"I don't have any other thoughts, I just want to know what expression will appear on your face after doing this."

It had nothing to do with revenge, nor was it for fun. Mahat was simply filled with curiosity.

He finally showed a dazed expression and disappeared into the air, leaving only one sentence echoing here.

"So you'll have this kind of expression..."

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