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

Chapter 360. A Spontaneous Trip

"You can actually influence the magic crystal like that?" Kroya found it hard to understand how the "imprint" could have its other half erased, yet it could still function normally.

That's the mark of friendship!

Friendships are maintained by both parties. If one party doesn't remember the other, can there still be a friendship?

Ivy was furious: "This friendship, etched in my heart, has simply vanished! Ms. Pandora!"

Miya showed no obvious expression: "Why are the magic crystal grapevines here?"

Three different questions left Pandora completely bewildered.

Finally, she could only answer Chloe's question: "Because it is its wish, Robert's wish, it hopes to see its master again in the distant future."

By then, it will have returned to this world on its own, and the veil of friendship magic will be lifted.

"What?" Kroa exclaimed in shock and confusion, "It wants to break through the illusion of death on its own, so why not simply accept Eden or the Sunlight Potion and start over?"

"..."

"It said it wanted to work hard on its own."

Pandora answered.

"……All right."

This answer left Kroya both helpless and gratified. It was helpless because if Robert had been willing to accept its owner's help and developed directly in Eden, it could have achieved considerable success.

It's gratifying that the Flametail Dog I raised myself has such ambition, wanting to break through the confusion of death and reincarnation. If it can really do it, it truly deserves praise.

—In fact, more and more people are unwilling to accept Eden's "eternity," and many choose to embrace death and go to the underworld to enter the second journey.

Gradually, Kroya has changed its policy from mandating that apprentices carry badges and amulets when they go out to fight to allowing them to carry them selectively. Perhaps for some, Eden's eternity is indeed a constraint.

"Would you like to ask Theodore or the Goddess of the Underworld to take care of it?" The Tower Spirit appeared out of nowhere and perched on Kroa's shoulder. "Such a powerful little creature, they should be happy to help take care of it, right?"

Kroya casually ruffled its head: "Then please tell them for me that it doesn't need any extra attention, just make sure it's not bullied."

"OK."

The tower spirit leaped joyfully, like a whale diving into the sea, creating ripples in the air before disappearing into the void.

"Has the influence of the symphony on this thing disappeared too?" Kroya shook his head and looked at Pandora.

"Just as I said, you have absolute freedom and can do whatever you want. The only requirement is that you cannot force yourself to do certain things."

"I don't expect everyone to have the ability to face despair. Escaping is a good option, as long as they are willing to do so."

After he finished speaking, he strode forward.

He didn't talk to Sean much. Since Robert wanted to see him again in the future, he decided to leave it as a regret. Besides, Sean didn't need him to comfort him.

Kroya's status makes it unsuitable for her to do such a thing.

He simply went straight to the roots of the grapevine, watched it silently bury Robert in the ground with its roots, and spoke after a long while.

"My friend, you've been very quiet lately."

"What do you want to do?"

He stroked the grapevines and leaves, comforting them, "Tell me whatever you want to do, and I will help you and support you."

But the Magic Crystal Grapevine did not respond for a very long time.

Kroa could clearly sense its surging, ocean-like consciousness, but she couldn't "hear" what it was trying to say.

Cloa was very patient, and time passed quickly, from the sun high in the sky to its setting.

As the sun was about to set, the ivy finally couldn't help but say, "It's a demonic plant that wants to become dead."

"It... has too many magical beasts buried under its protection, and it wants to go to the underworld to continue protecting them."

Finally, Ivy said cautiously, "It was worried that you would be upset, after all, you have been taking care of it and giving it so much magic that it has grown to its current size."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kroya couldn't help but laugh in exasperation: "You idiot, do you think I'm some kind of unreasonable person?"

He plucked a leaf from the grapevine, which immediately shuddered in "pain," then obediently offered up more leaves containing magical essence, along with colorful magical grapes.

This scene really resembles a bully exploiting a magical plant, with the poor plant having to eagerly offer up its most cherished fruit—if some druids saw this, they would probably yell "Let it go" and throw magic at it.

Holding the grapevine leaves in his hand, Kroya withdrew his power, and the iridescent halo, as brilliant as sunlight, gradually turned into a gray-black deathly power.

As a qualified mage, he certainly has more than just the power of "The Rainbow Poem". Whether it is the godlike power he obtained from the Ring of Radiance, the power of demons, or even the power of death now, they are all his powers.

"Since you wish to go to the underworld, take my blessing with you."

"Perfect, help me pave the way to the underworld as well."

"My friend, I wish you all the best."

He used his own power and the Astral Imprint Technique to imprint a death spell inside the leaf—

[Engraving complete, Demon Field Grapevine (Gray Shadow of Death)]

When this spell takes effect, anyone in an environment belonging to the "Underworld" will enter a brief state of stagnation. During this state, they will not suffer any harm unless the "power of time" that creates the stagnation can be broken.

[The duration of this effect depends on the purity of the Time Essence; currently, it is estimated to be able to withstand a maximum power level of: weak divine power.]

[This magic originates from "Time of Day, West Wind, and the Darkest Hour" and "Miracle of Death? The Buried Magic (Part 1): A Little Trick for Walking in the Underworld."]

This was the first time he had used death magic like this. He had to admit that the tranquility and death aura that were the complete opposite of life were quite unique. With his current power, this level of death aura was basically the same as the cold air from an air conditioner.

He does not reject this power.

On the contrary... I'm actually a little fascinated.

So a bold idea immediately popped into his head. He chuckled and looked at Miya, extending his hand without any hesitation: "Teacher, give me the Netherworld spatial magic circle!"

"I want to personally deliver the grapevines down there!"

Miya: "...?"

He looked at the increasingly lively Kroya with an indescribable expression. There was nothing he could do, so the words that came out were: "Okay, actually the Underworld also has some good resources. If you want to develop, you can't just focus on the life in the main plane."

A qualified legendary mage needs to have different farms in many different planes to ensure the production of various different resources. Currently, Kroya is still at a slight disadvantage in terms of what it has.

"Okay." Kroya received the method from Miya and immediately began to draw it. He quickly created a black portal made of obsidian, using extinguished volcanic lava.

In the mystical concept, volcanoes are "the lifeblood of the earth," but after they condense and extinguish, they become "condensed obsidian," one of the best materials for building a gateway to the underworld.

Legend has it that after the largest volcano in Thermopylae went out, it became the silent gate to the underworld, the only territory of the goddess of the underworld in the prime plane.

The obsidian that Kroa is using to build the portal came from there; it was given to him personally by the goddess of the underworld, so it was only natural that the portal was successfully built.

After finishing the setup, he waved casually to the teacher: "Then I'll leave it to you. You'll also need to take care of the Kabamon refining the Sun Ore. I'm off!"

After saying that, he directly stepped into the obsidian-made portal with the grapevine that had already split into a vine, and disappeared without a trace.

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Only Miya and Changchun Teng were left speechless.

No, you're really just going to leave like that?

Only now did they truly realize how worry-free the governance system in the North that Kroya had built up was, at least it wouldn't fall into chaos because of the lord's departure.

……

the other side.

Kroa, who personally ventured into the underworld, encountered trouble.

The moment he entered, he forgot to conceal the light emanating from him. The instant he stepped out of the portal, he was like a super light bulb of several hundred watts, his dazzling and warm light instantly spreading across the gray earth of the underworld. The breath of life even caused plants that had been buried for who knows how long to begin to sprout and grow.

The undead, yearning for the breath of the living, surged forward like madmen. There were basic skeleton soldiers and bone dragons, and they came in an overwhelming flood.

"Well……"

Kroya looked around, blinked, pretended to weakly cover her head, and then called out, "Sunflower! Come on!"

As he called out, the space rippled violently, and a golden-red sphere of light forced its way out, instantly emitting countless scorching rays of light, each capable of easily melting the bone dragon.

Under the blazing sunlight, countless undead melted away, leaving not even bone fragments behind, turning into dusty bone powder that was blown away by the hot wind.

In the blink of an eye, half of the tide of undead surging towards him was wiped out, and the remaining half, just like when they came, ran away as fast as they could and disappeared without a trace.

"..."

"Father, is this why you summoned me here?"

The sunflower floated quietly on his shoulder, saying helplessly, "You could have destroyed them so easily."

To everyone's surprise, Chloe shook her head thoughtfully, saying, "You don't understand."

"..."

Sunflower really didn't understand what Kroa was thinking, but it obediently acted as a summon.

"Father, a powerful aura is approaching."

It warned, "If we kill so many undead creatures like this, the undead lord here might go berserk."

"I'm so scared~" Chloe blinked again, looking expectantly at the black cloud formed by countless skulls that was surging menacingly in the distance.

The power emanating from it is approximately level ten.

After all, even in the underworld, finding a legendary undead lord wouldn't be easy, but even if it were a legendary one, Kroya wouldn't be afraid.

He thought for a moment, then, before the surging mist reached him, he drew a circle with his hand and shouted, "I choose you!"

Emerging from the circle were countless radiant weapons—swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—each gleaming with powerful magical light, at least level five or higher.

As soon as they appeared, they began to perform their respective functions according to the magic circle that had been engraved beforehand, and soon formed a huge magic circle. The moment the black cloud arrived, they rushed straight up.

There were no special moves; it was simply a matter of physical confrontation, with weapons like swords, spears, and halberds used for attack, and shields for defense. In one fell swoop, they shattered all the dark clouds.

—These are alloys refined countless times by the Kabamon, personally engraved by Kroya, and soaked in the tide of magic for an unknown amount of time. Their magic level is only level five, but their "physical bodies" are extremely strong.

After all, it's a weapon; if it's not sturdy enough, it will definitely break.

Moreover, they also have numerous enchantment effects such as anti-magic, holy, and sharpness, making them an unstoppable force when used in team coordination, terrifying beyond belief.

The undead lord inside was caught off guard and fell down. He was then swarmed and brutally beaten before being tied up and brought before Kroya.

The entire process didn't even take more than ten minutes.

The undead lord—a robust skeleton king with dark gold stripes branded on his bones—was completely dazed and had no idea where this powerful figure came from.

What made it even more uneasy was that the radiant mage in front of it kept making it hallucinate a powerful figure it had once seen holding a harp. That powerful figure and a female mage had robbed four demon gods from the underworld!

The fire of its soul flickered in its eye sockets, forcing a "smile" onto its bony face, and it pitifully said:

"My lord, I truly have nothing left!"

"It's okay, I still have you."

Kroa still wore a smile that could win the favor of all living beings, even undead creatures: "I see a lot of discordant resentment on you, cute little guy, you must really want to get rid of them."

As he said this, Kroa pulled an orange snake from the circle in front of him and threw it directly at the Skeleton King.

The orange snake instantly coiled around it and began gnawing at the bone like it was gnawing on a chicken claw, swallowing all the resentment from the crevices of the Skeleton King's bones before letting out a satisfied burp and returning to Eden.

At this moment, the Skeleton King, having experienced so many incredible events, was on the verge of fainting.

If you want to kill me, just kill me! There's no need to torture me like this. That's resentment I've accumulated over hundreds of years!

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