What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 151. The Eternal Hymn, Level 151 Mage (5K)

From the moment the knight appeared until the flames gradually died down, less than ten minutes had passed.

Before this, Kroya had no connection with him at all; he was just a complete stranger. But he felt sorry for this knight.

Imprisoned by Illist, and then burned as fuel over the millennia.

It's quite unlucky, but if he thinks it's the best choice, then there's nothing more to say. In any case, what you think is good is the most suitable.

Kroya looked down at the golden musical note in her hand.

This note is fiery.

It was like a tiny sun, floating in his palm.

He could sense that this note was definitely related to "Golden Melody," containing not only the knight's joy but also... determination.

Unwavering steadfastness, forever.

This is also a kind of power, a power that can be embodied.

"This is a really nice gift."

"With its help, we should be able to get a sneak peek at the golden melody."

He put the note away for the time being. When he got it, Chloe felt that he had gained a little understanding of the golden melody.

Perhaps if I study it carefully later, I might be able to understand it thoroughly and learn something.

However, he still needs to deal with the Baron's matter.

He looked at the Baron, who looked back at him.

"Master... I... I feel something is very strange."

The baron looked a little confused: "It seems someone just told me how to use these thorns, and even left me some power."

As he said this, he seemed to be reviewing something, and reached out to give a loose handshake.

As a result, the magic in the air converged towards his palm, and a longsword made of magic appeared, but its appearance was like a thorn-covered blade.

It exudes powerful magical energy and a very strange power.

Kroa blinked.

This...this is an elemental sword? Magic similar to the Water Demon Sword?

That can't be right. This kind of magic is level five or higher. It can control and manipulate the free-floating elemental magic in the air, and different elements will produce different effects.

It's a skill that only mages who want to play melee combat would specifically learn, since they also need to learn swordsmanship, so it's quite niche. Even he couldn't learn it, and you just casually mastered it?

"I see……"

Staring at the sword in his hand, the baron muttered to himself.

"This is the swordsmanship passed down to me by my ancestors; it is a combat technique that can only be performed by relying on thorns."

His expression suddenly became fanatical: "That's right, that's right... not only combat techniques, but also cultivation methods for battle qi."

"All things are just... a battle qi cultivation method that can transform all magical power into the power of thorns!"

He wielded the longsword in his hand as if he had suddenly been imbued with sword skills by something, his movements both powerful and balanced, expansive and graceful.

The more he danced, the more skillfully he became, until finally a sword storm, a mixture of sword energy and magic, formed around his body.

The poor bed and table were all shattered into pieces by the sword energy, but the Gopherwood remained unmoved, as if the sword energy could not affect it at all.

"Very strong."

Kroya looked at this sword technique and silently calculated how to break it with magic, but found that there really wasn't a good way.

That's the beauty of a balanced and moderate sword technique; it requires facing challenges head-on, leaving no room for error in either offense or defense.

If it were him, it seems that only by overwhelming the opponent with a barrage of magical energy could he break the rhythm of this sword technique.

"Thorn Sword Technique, tsk, it looks painful."

He squinted at the Baron, but was actually looking at the thorns of justice inside the Baron's armor—they were rooted in the Baron's flesh and blood, drawing on the Baron's power and the surrounding magic, gradually transforming into a special kind of power.

These forces seep through the surface of the thorns, causing the thorns themselves to gradually melt.

But even as they melt, they remain rooted within the Baron's flesh and blood, and the pain they endure is unimaginable.

But Baron Camoyer became more and more engrossed in his antics, remaining unmoved even as blood seeped from his armor due to his movements.

After demonstrating his sword skills, he appeared extremely happy. If one ignored the blood dripping from the gaps in his armor, he looked like a child who had just received candy.

He said to Chloe eagerly:

"Master Kroya, I have obtained my ancestors' martial arts cultivation method and sword techniques... I am willing to share them with you."

"Hmm?" Chloe asked doubtfully, "This belongs to your ancestor, are you sure?"

In this world, the control of things like battle qi cultivation methods and sword skills is more rigid and strict than one might imagine.

Especially family traditions, such as those that cannot be learned by non-direct descendants, those that are passed down only to sons, and those that are passed down to grandsons or granddaughters—all sorts of strange traditions.

Generally speaking, unless someone is truly destitute and unable to continue, they would never take out their family's secret manual.

Kroya had a fleeting moment of attraction, but considering their cooperative relationship and the knight's soul, she didn't do it.

They just left you a treasure, and you immediately start exploiting their descendants... Even someone as shameless as Kroya couldn't bring himself to do it.

"My ancestors have told me that this thorn must be suppressed by a sufficiently powerful magic, otherwise even I will be devoured."

He said... "You have that ability."

The Baron knelt on one knee before Chloe: "I know you've always wanted me to work for you. If you can help me, I'm willing to be your sword and shield forever!"

He wasn't being foolish; rather, the memories left by his ancestor Adam told him that the mage before him possessed terrifying power, and this was the only way to suppress the Thorns of Justice.

If he can suppress the thorns of justice, he can cultivate that mysterious battle qi technique and sword skills, which are legendary abilities bestowed by the gods themselves.

In order to climb to a higher position, submitting to the strong is not something that is hard to accept.

After all, even our ancestors bowed down to the mage Illist.

"OK."

Kroya didn't refuse: "Then I agree."

"You can stay here for now. I'll study it and then suppress them for you."

I'll take the gopher wood with me now.

With that, Kroya picked up the Gopher Wood beside him, called the Astral Crystal Turtle, and got up to leave.

The only one left in the room was the Baron, who finally couldn't bear the pain and collapsed to the ground. The power was indeed strong, but the pain it caused was indescribable.

After a brief period of excitement, he was almost unable to keep up.

I just hope that Kroa can come up with a solution soon.

……

the other side.

Kroa first settled the Astral Crystal Turtle, then quickly reached the bottom of the lake with the Gopher Wood.

His steps were hurried, as if he couldn't wait.

On the way, he had already figured out how to suppress the thorns of justice, estimating that he would need those golden notes.

That knight should have been able to help the Baron suppress the enemy, but he didn't, instead handing it over to Chloe.

This gift really cannot be left unreturned.

Therefore, he needs to quickly gain control of the gopher wood and the golden musical note. Otherwise, it's uncertain whether the Baron will die from excessive blood loss.

"You've arrived."

The angel spoke first, and surrounded by countless fireflies of light, He smiled slightly at Kroa.

"I have created magic for you; you must learn it."

As He spoke, His body appeared directly in front of Kroa, and just like the previous times, He gently kissed his forehead.

I wish you success.

Accompanying the cool kiss was an almost terrifying force that washed over Kroa's body.

Kroya felt his body changing; his hands, feet, and even his head were all being transformed by this force.

"What do you want to become?"

The angel spoke, "What do you want to become? Please decide quickly."

What do I want to become...?

Kroya pondered for a moment, then his body suddenly became rounded, surrounded by orange and crimson halos that radiated a warm glow.

He... transformed into a ball of light!

A sphere radiating endless light and heat.

Magic rose from the surface of the sphere of light, like waves of fire, and the two colors of light illuminated the bottom of the lake.

After transforming, Kroya looked down at the angel, her magic power radiating uncontrollably, like the sun's rays shining on the earth.

The angel watched as Kroa transformed into the sun, its wings slowly unfurling as if basking in the sun.

He pondered to himself: 'He really has seen the sun... How could a human who has never traveled in the astral plane know the full extent of the sun?'

Gopher also spontaneously moved in his direction, yearning and admiring.

Kroa had no idea what the angel was thinking; he only knew that he was feeling incredibly wonderful.

Even after releasing all his magic power, he did not feel weak; on the contrary, he felt extremely powerful.

The light representing the Orange Song and the Crimson Song transformed into tangible musical notes, pulsating around the golden notes.

The golden musical notes appeared on their own, surrounding the sun that Kroa had transformed into, and the music was clear.

"~~"

It spread along with the light emanating from Kroa, and the music flowed.

It is helping him understand the third chapter of "The Rainbow Poems," titled "Golden Melody"!

The handwriting that was normally incomprehensible changed in his eyes, gradually forming characters that he could understand.

That is... a chapter praising the eternity of the sun.

His name is...

Eternal Hymns.

There are only two sections in the entire "Golden Melody," one of which is this one, while the other remains silent and cannot be seen.

"Such powerful magic."

After understanding these words, he was immediately shocked. This thing... could make his soul and magic "eternally fixed".

In other words, even if he were dead now, as long as he had enough magic power, he could resist the pull from heaven or hell.

His magic is unaffected by other magic; even the most powerful magic can only overwhelm him with quantity, not quality.

Furthermore, it possesses a very powerful ability: if Kroa is willing to use her golden magic to enhance a certain spell, it will remain in a stable state unless the spell collapses on its own.

As long as the sun is still there, it will remain forever.

However, it requires a high level of magical power, and it seems that only the magic of eternal hymns can be used to cast it.

To imprint ordinary magical plants or magical beasts... I guess we can only simplify it.

Having seen this, Kroya was basically certain that "The Rainbow Poem" was definitely an extremely special way of applying magic.

It has no fixed application method and is extremely powerful.

This is what aligns with magic: the ability to extend into infinite possibilities.

After Kroya learned the magic, the golden musical note was supposed to dissipate, but Kroya forcibly took it back.

He used the magic he had just learned.

Kroya's magic stabilized the fading golden notes, the tiny notes merging with his magic, becoming both independent and harmonious.

"Phew, I've managed to keep you here."

Kroya nodded in satisfaction. After all, it was a gift, and he couldn't let it just disappear.

He then continued to immerse himself in the world of magic.

Just as Kroya was immersed in this new magic, the angel was starting to feel the strain.

He struggled to maintain the spell called "True Transfiguration," and couldn't help but remind him, "Lucky friend, you'd better learn it quickly... I can't hold on much longer."

After His reminder, Chloe quickly wrote down the "Eternal Hymn of Praise" that she had already basically learned, and then focused on studying the magic runes surrounding her.

He quickly became immersed in the extremely complex runes and spell models. Fortunately, he had enough mental and magical power, and it took him two hours to barely learn them.

His body transformed back into human form from the sun and landed on the ground.

The angel, now weak, returned to the mushroom, which had become dull and lifeless, as if it were about to weather away and disappear at any moment.

"Are you alright?" Chloe asked, frowning.

"You've finished." His voice was weak. "Please teach Gopher a spell. With its power, you can help me recover."

"OK."

Kroa didn't waste any time and communicated with Gopher's consciousness.

Gopher might have sensed his transformation into the sun earlier, and felt an extreme affinity for his consciousness.

He quickly agreed to his request.

Kroya quickly began to imprint it. This imprinting work was very complicated because the magic was very peculiar, and even he had to be extremely careful.

Half an hour later, the engraving was finally completed.

[Imprint complete, Gopher Wood (True Transformation)]

[The current magical plant can transform into almost anything after casting this spell, but the amount of magic power consumed will vary depending on the object it transforms into.]

[Note: This spell consumes a huge amount of mana!]

The magic consumption was enormous; this was the first time I'd ever seen anything like it.

Kroa poked Gopherwood: "Turn into a harp!"

The latter was enveloped in a magical aura, and in the next instant, it transformed into a jade-green harp, as if it were made of emerald.

Tender green pine needle-like leaves grow on the body of the instrument, and the instrument has the wood grain of trees, making it look very beautiful.

But strangely, it had no strings.

The angel advised, "My friend, use your magic to form the strings, so that it can adapt to your magic and bear your mark completely."

"I want my magic to form the strings." Chloe picked up the harp, gently stroking its body with her fingers, and infusing it with magic.

The moment the magic was injected, Kroya felt an incredibly terrifying magical power—this Gopher Wood, though it looked like a seedling, had actually been growing for thousands of years.

The magic it contains is simply immense.

Furthermore, Kroa could sense that it was continuously attracting the surrounding magical energy, growing almost every moment.

If Chloe hadn't learned the "Eternal Hymn," she probably would have been lost in this immense magic.

However, he learned it, so he spent some effort and time deeply imprinting his three magical powers into its body and the astral spirit.

[Imprint complete, Gopher Wood (Eternal Kroya's Magic Mark)]

This magical mark will not dissipate.

After the notification sounded indicating successful engraving, the Gopher Wood Harp suddenly grew three strings, one crimson, one orange, and one golden yellow.

The three-colored strings shimmered, seemingly urging Kroya to play faster.

"finally……"

Kroya took a deep breath, stretched out her fingers and gently plucked the crimson strings, infusing them with all her understanding of the Crimson Song.

"~~~"

The crimson magic mixed with the magic originally present in the gopher wood, creating an incomparably melodious yet extremely magnificent sound.

It instantly pierced through the lake water and directly enveloped the entire Hanjiao Island.

This magical energy flowed through the magical plants, magical beasts, people, land, stones, wind and snow on the island of Hanjiao...

It seemed dissatisfied with the current situation and headed straight for the horizon, like a crimson pillar of light piercing the dark clouds in the sky.

It was like a sword blade rising from the ground, piercing through instantly.

These dark clouds were formed by the forbidden magic of the Merfolk, and theoretically, even a legendary mage would not be able to easily shake them. However, they were formed by the magic power accumulated by Gopher Wood over thousands of years, and the magic power of Kroya...

It's a nemesis for dark clouds.

It ruthlessly shattered the magical composition within the dark clouds, which trembled violently and vanished in the next instant.

The warm sunlight shone down.

Shining on the vast white snow, it instantly became dazzling.

For thousands of miles around, and even in the entire northern border of the Kingdom of Norland, including the sea, this is the only place that is illuminated by sunlight.

It shines like a golden gem in a gray world.

However, even the most powerful person cannot see or feel it; it can only be seen on Hanjiao Island and a small area of ​​nearby waters.

All people and living beings raised their heads at the same time.

"It's the sun!"

"The sun is coming out!"

"It must be the Master!"

Not only people came out of their houses, but the magical beasts and magical plants were also cheering.

Countless schools of fish from the surrounding waters swam rapidly toward this place, without a single one fighting; they only wanted to swim to the vicinity of Hanjiao Island as quickly as possible.

At that moment, the second piece of music began.

It was gentle and joyful, flowing into the depths of the hearts of all living beings, amplifying emotions without limit, and then combining them.

Joy, shock, curiosity, happiness...

These emotional sounds formed a symphony that resounded throughout the area of ​​Han Reef.

Finally, there is the golden magic.

It came silently, like an eternal light, leaving everyone with this moment etched deep in their hearts, a moment that will never fade, no matter how time changes.

As soon as the first note of music sounded, the light in the sky grew brighter, as if platinum clouds were gathering towards the back of Hanjiao Island.

A colossal figure could be vaguely seen in the clouds, suppressing all magical fluctuations outside of the Reef Island, much like the iris ring on Kroya's finger.

After accomplishing all this, it disappeared without a trace.

It was as if they had never been there at all.

……

In the lake behind the mountain.

Kroya played his gopher harp, the clear and melodious music surrounding him, and his magic increased layer by layer, eventually forming a fourth cyclone.

The crimson, orange, and golden cyclones shimmered brilliantly.

Each one is a tri-colored cyclone!

Four means that at this moment, he is already a level four mage.

But the surprises didn't end there.

感谢天边云旭日升、就是死从这跳下去也不充钱、书友20210301106549978252、孟宅宅、失眠小虫、书友20220906181317684、陵光1973、书友20211007111203562、沖关怒发、企鹅唐飞、书友20240215211141715、梦修天灵、PlST大佬们的月票和诸位大佬的推荐票支持。

Deep emotion!

(End of this chapter)