Otherworld Qin

474 Chapter 500 11
It was just such a question, followed by a somewhat dull nod, and then ushered in a more painful experience than the life of a beggar.I don't know how many times Pang De thought that he would not survive today, but the sun will still shine on his fat face tomorrow, still so bright and dazzling.

In just one year, Pound completed his journey from a magic apprentice to a junior mage. It was not because of his high magic talent, but because he had a teacher who did not spare his life.

It is completely a kind of oppressive education that made him do this. If we only talk about Pound's magical talent, I am afraid that he can barely learn a little bit of magical knowledge, and he will be just a magic apprentice all his life, because he has almost no magic skills. There is no trace of magical attributes, but there is such a trace in everything, almost imperceptible.

And his spiritual power is much weaker than that of mages of the same age. After all, he has only just come into contact with magic at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Unless there are rare medicinal materials to help him expand his spiritual domain, no one can change all this. Even the pope might not be able to get the medicinal materials out.

But it is precisely because of his complex magic attributes that he is more suitable for a kind of magic practice, that is, the magic circle.After the teacher forcibly squeezed various magical elements into his body, and forced him to combine with these complex magical elements through almost non-stop forced meditation, Pound finally revealed his amazing talent.

How many miracles can be created on those fat hands?This is a sentence that his teacher, a senior mage of the temple, often talks about.

An extremely complicated high-level magic scroll, if it was drawn by the same high-level mage, it would probably take ten days, but it only took Pound three days. Going to a high-level scroll, I'm afraid it's not as good as a low-level scroll, because he can't infuse enough magic energy.

But all this is not a problem, because he has a teacher of a senior mage, and his teacher has a group of friends who practice all kinds of magic. After he finishes drawing, his teacher will find someone to paint on the magic node he drew Infuse enough magical energy to make this nearly perfect scroll play its due role.

Pound didn't know the value of the magic scroll before, until a few years later, when he started to practice low-level forbidden spells, because the mana was not enough to support him to complete a complicated magic node, when the entire scroll was scrapped, his The teacher pulled his hair in pain and shouted: "One hundred thousand gold coins, it's gone!"

Of course, one hundred thousand gold coins is not the price of a low-level forbidden spell, but only the price of blank scrolls and magic potions. Because he didn't finish drawing that node, everything was scrapped.

Surprisingly, the teacher didn't blame him, but stroked his head affectionately. Although his face was still very ugly, there was apology in his words: "Son, I don't blame you, I'm too greedy." Then the teacher He sighed meaningfully again: "Son, you are destined to go down in history, I shouldn't delay your future selfishly, you should go to the Magic Academy, where is the place you should go.

It was also because of one sentence that Pound's fate was changed again. When he entered the Omar Empire Academy of Magic with his teacher a few days later, he was completely stunned.

The School of Magic is adjacent to the capital, like an acropolis of the capital, but its grandeur is no bigger than a province of a principality. There are exquisitely carved sculptures everywhere, and exquisitely drawn magic runes everywhere. Even if the huge academy has not been cleaned for a hundred years, it will not be contaminated with the slightest dust. It is impossible for anyone to imagine that such precious magic materials are just for dust removal, but this is enough to prove the luxurious atmosphere of Omar Academy of Magic.

A magic academy standing at the top of the world quietly ushered in an ordinary fat boy. There was no welcome scene as imagined, as if he did not exist at all. His joining did not cause the slightest disturbance, because He is too ordinary at the moment.

After several years of study, his talent completely overturned the academy's perception of him. At this time, Pound was already an intermediate mage, but he could already complete the drawing of low-level forbidden spells. In addition, his The cultivation of the magic circle has reached an incalculable height, but all this is not glorious.

Perhaps it was due to his childhood experience that Pound's eyes were always inadvertently turning around the beautiful female mages of the Magic Academy. Perhaps no one paid attention to such a mage who looked mediocre and had even more mediocre magic talent than his appearance, but he gave him a lot of attention. This gave Pound many opportunities to get close to the beauties.

Because his cultivation of the magic circle is quite good, he was arranged to go to the temple to assist in drawing the magic circle at a magic festival. It was that time that he knew that there were actually a group of female priests in the temple, and each of them had a charm. Their beautiful looks, their noble identities, and the mysterious aura that shrouded them all made Pang De's heart flutter, and he even fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

In order to express himself in front of these beauties, Pound used all his abilities to complete the drawing of the magic circle exceptionally well. At the same time, he also received the smile of a beautiful priestess. Pound is beyond redemption.

After the ceremony was over, the beautiful figure in Pound's heart was still lingering, and he even became mad with longing, but he was only a small middle-level mage, and it was impossible for him to get in touch with those priestesses on weekdays, so he began to go crazy. Learn the magic circle, and even finally start to learn the dark magic circle secretly.

Finally, the madness paid off. When Pound took a chance, he placed the dark eyes of the miniature peeping circle that had been prepared in the priestess' residence, and watched those beautiful priestesses undress in the crystal ball. Untied, his heart was completely lost.

Madness always pays a price. Pound's miniature magic circle was discovered soon, because he almost stopped all magic research and hid in the room to spy every day. It would be strange not to be discovered.

Peeping at the priestess of the Holy Order, and still using dark magic, this is something that the Magic Academy has never done before. According to the scriptures of the Light God Religion, Pound is likely to be exiled, and may even be tied to the stake.

But Pound was lucky in this matter, because he met a person, an elder of the magic hall, Gatiaro. At that time, Gatiaro used Pound's amazing magic circle cultivation as an excuse, He saved his life and his future, but let him take a dose of magic potion, which made him unable to get close to women for the rest of his life.

After that, Gatiaro slowly walked into Pound, like a huge and terrifying monster, devouring him little by little until he mastered his life and death.Since then, Pound has become Gatiaro's steward, and his public identity has also become the elder of the Palace of Law.

Decades passed by in a hurry, and Pound no longer knew how many things he had done for Gatiaro, but every one of them would be enough to make him irreparable.For example, he used the Dark Portal to help Gatiaro obtain the body of a priestess.Another example is his use of dark redemption to cover up the traces of Gatiaro's practice of dark magic.

Thinking of this, Pound couldn't help but tremble all over, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the current situation didn't allow him to think about it anymore.

Sheng Xuan led a thousand archers to find him, but the hazy mask blocked their progress.Looking at the magic shield in front of him, Cheng Xuan couldn't help but smile in his heart, what can this blister-like existence stop?
With an order, thousands of magic arrows flew towards the mage inside the mask accurately, but there was no scene as imagined. The moment those powerful magic arrows hit the mask, they turned into a cloud of flying smoke and dissipated into the invisible , while the mask is only trembling slightly.

Shengxuan's heart suddenly froze, and his face became very ugly. He knew that his initial thoughts were a little too confident, even a little arrogant.

Pound inside the mask saw thousands of magic arrows shooting towards him, and his face turned pale, but when he saw that the mask successfully resisted the attack, he couldn't help but smiled knowingly, and then laughed, laughing wildly.

There are not only more than 3 mages beside him, but also a mage guard of more than 3 people. All of these [-] people are elite, and even if the [-] people attack through the magic shield, Its power is not something anyone dares to underestimate.

Countless arrowheads flew like locusts in the raging fire, and they even blocked any approaching footsteps. It was just that Cheng Xuan was arrogant this time, and nearly a hundred soldiers died in the opponent's attack.

"Scatter and hide!" Sheng Xuan yelled an order almost frantically, and then a fire magic was ignited in his palm, which immediately triggered the surrounding violent mountain fires to form a terrifying fire dragon and blasted towards the opposite mask.

There was a loud bang, and the seemingly fragile mask trembled violently, but it never broke, as if it was an invisible wall between heaven and earth, which you can see but cannot pass through.

Pang De laughed even more wildly, but Sheng Xuan's heart was about to bleed. He knew that he didn't have much time for him to squander. If he couldn't break through the opponent's magic shield in a short time, then there were only two endings, one, Abandoning this attack, none of the more than a thousand bow and cavalry warriors under the second-hand team were buried in the sea of ​​flames.

Although these soldiers all carried ice magic circles to resist the fierce and violent mountain fires, due to the haste, the magic circles could only last for a few hours before they ran out of energy, and this time also depended on the wildfires. degree of violence.

The first result is unacceptable to Shengxuan anyway, because as a mage, he knows how terrifying the attack power of a complete mage group will be, even if he has hundreds of thousands of heroic orc warriors under him, Not enough to resist even one round of attacks from the opponent.

The second ending is even more unacceptable to him, so now there is only one way to go, and that is to break through the protective shield no matter what, and completely bury this mage group.

Shengxuan shook his teeth and crazily bombarded towards the mask, earth-type magic and fire-type magic, and Quexie in his hand slashed like a flying leaf in the wind without any rules, but even if he used the killing spirit, The mask was still flawless.

Hearing the rapid breathing of the archer and cavalry warrior behind him as he was roasted by the flames because of the weakening of the ice circle, Sheng Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out an unwilling roar from the bottom of his heart. The gun rushed forward without any scruples, and slammed on the mask fiercely.

(End of this chapter)