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

Chapter 365. News from Grandpa, Eden Mansion

Since this female monk is willing to be whipped...

Then Kroya didn't hold back and immediately used some demonic magic, turning the symphony into a whip.

If the poor symphony orchestra knew that its master was using demonic magic as a whip, it wouldn't know whether to cry or laugh.

—As the symphony's whip lashed against Lady Belleda's magical body, and magic bombarded the surrounding area, with the rainbow grass from "The Rainbow Poem" serving as the source of magic in all the rainbow grass lands, Kroya's magic power could be said to be inexhaustible.

No one knows exactly what happened... Anyway, the magic battle turned into a one-sided spellcasting by Kroya, who could freely unleash her magic power, and the legendary ghost lord even looked like he was enjoying it.

"..."

Kroya felt increasingly strange; he even sensed a bizarre, joyful atmosphere emanating from the surroundings, accompanied by hearty laughter.

That was definitely not any god or demon he had ever seen.

It is a power from the vast starry sky!

So he stopped decisively, casually waving his hand to dissipate the rising magic around him, and looked helplessly at the Ghost Lord: "Madam, I know you are pursuing the collision of life and death, but my power is still too explosive, and there will definitely be problems."

Why don't you consider what Theodore just told you?

"How about coming to my magical little house for a treat?"

He realized that this person might indeed be a bit abnormal. Do all legends have abnormal aspects?

By this time, Belleda had calmed down.

She straightened her clothes, her tone finally less exaggerated than before, but much clearer: "This is my law, dear sun... Legends need laws to support them."

"Although I don't know what your legendary path is, there are many intertwined laws within you: the sun, life, music, prophecy, earth, ocean, space, time, reality, dreams... and even some wondrous powers that I don't know about."

As a Ghost Lord, her body was the best experimental subject. During the whipping just now, she briefly sensed a trace of Kroya's essence.

So many laws intertwined...

To be honest, she was a little envious and jealous.

"You're spying on me." Kroya narrowed his eyes slightly, and the once silent rainbow-colored meadow suddenly rose up again, the deathly silence replaced by the vitality of the sunlight, and the sky was filled with magnificent beauty.

He had previously maintained a limited level of respect for his seniors and out of respect for Theodore, but that didn't mean he was without temper; no one could tolerate someone spying on them.

"You can guess whether we can leave you here forever."

Kroya casually summoned an oak tree covered in lightning. The tree, upon appearing, immediately demanded with displeasure, "Who are you going to attack? Dead or alive? How many? I need to go back for a drink of water!"

"Is it her?"

"Or I can kill him and then you can send me back quickly."

It saw Belleda not far away, and lightning quickly gathered on the branches. It was divine lightning, lightning from the heavenly power of the King of Olympus.

The dead can only be shattered under such thunder.

Belleda, who was locked onto by it, was horrified.

Such pure lightning... This must be the lightning of a powerful god from the astral plane.

She instinctively began to defend herself, gathering countless wisps of undead mist around herself. She had a feeling that if the opponent really launched an attack, she would not be able to defend herself.

At that moment, she put away all her contempt.

"The reason I can sense your sun chapter is because long ago, I met your grandfather, that legendary bard."

"Hmm?" Kroya was slightly taken aback.

Actually, he had never seriously investigated this matter. He was a visitor from another world, a soul from outer space that had taken over this body, so he had never dared to get close to the original owner's mysterious grandfather.

The other party left behind a priceless treasure: "The Poem of the Rainbow".

However, there is something strange about it.

When he made a wish using the power of the Merfolk God, he inexplicably felt that the original owner's soul seemed a bit strange. Later, as his level increased and he learned more and more about souls, he discovered that the original owner's soul was very close to an artificial soul.

Even Miya had explicitly told him that the structure of his body was extremely "stable," with every blood vessel being exceptionally precise, as if it had been sculpted by the Creator himself, and his perception of magic was also remarkably acute.

Of course, this does not mean that he was created.

On the contrary.

Only a natural miracle could give birth to such a body, but such a body, unable to contain an unnatural soul, will cause some inexplicable things to happen, and fate will return it to nature.

In other words, this body was never supposed to have a soul, and it was only with his arrival that it was finally complete.

This is such a coincidence.

Now, someone who might be able to provide some clues is right in front of us.

He took a deep breath.

"Please speak, and I hope your message will atone for your offense against me, madam."

"it is good."

Belleda spoke with a hint of nostalgia: "His name was Arcadia. I first met him in Startown. He was talking to a Titan who hadn't left yet, saying he wanted to leave a gift for this world."

"Titan and he discussed what to leave behind."

"I saw him play on the strings of his lyre with my own eyes, and the seven-colored sun, the tranquil ocean, the cyclical flow of time, and the endless space..."

There are six types in total.

"I never thought anyone could do this. The rules are just something he can play with at will, and music and poetry are the necessary means to carry them."

Her face showed obvious envy.

With so much power of laws, and such skillful control, even some god probably couldn't do it.

"Then what did my grandfather leave behind?" Kroya asked. "And what valuable thing can you tell me?"

"Excuse my bluntness, but so far nothing you've said has been of any value."

Belleda nodded: "What he left behind was not the seven-colored, shimmering sun, but a strange, indescribable golden thread."

It must be the power of fate.

He called it... "the narrative gateway".

He also said that all poetry resonates after the legend, revealing the little secrets he buried within.

"He seemed to be deliberately making sure I heard all of this before leaving with Titan."

After saying that, she shrugged and said, "I've said everything I can say, everything I know. If you're still not satisfied, I'm willing to share my research findings on the Kabbalah Tree of Life with you."

Life in the sun and death in the shadows are two opposing yet interdependent aspects; you might find that interesting.

Narrative Gateway? That name sounds like a complete piece... Could it be a chapter as complete as the Rainbow Poem? Its value would be immeasurable.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.

It seems I can only search for it after I've found the Legendary version. Once I do, I can finally embark on my astral adventure with peace of mind.

There's always a way out, and thinking about it too much now is pointless.

Kroya gazed at her for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Alright, madam, I can overlook your spying on me, as for this Tree of Life..."

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately refused: "I'm already involved in too many things, but if you agree, I can find a child who is very talented in this area."

She is also a favorite of the goddess of the underworld.

Belleda didn't agree immediately. Although she wanted compensation, she wasn't someone who could accept it from just anyone. She said she needed to investigate further before leaving with Kroya.

The matter passed just like that. In fact, Kroya also knew that after he became a legend, the more laws he had, the harder it would be for his enemies to figure out his true strength.

That's why he needs to learn so many things.

Being spied on like this... to be honest, it's not a big deal. He usually hides himself very well, and he also uses the special properties of the iris flower to suppress magic power, so the other party can only see the surface situation.

Meanwhile, outside, Theodore acted quickly, having already gathered his friends who lived nearby.

Some of them had met before when they ganged up on the Holy Spirit of the Church of Light, so they quickly became acquainted after exchanging a few pleasantries.

Afterwards, Cloa invited them into a separate mansion that she had designed.

These residences are all treehouses made from a type of tree of the highest quality among the elves called "Breath of Cenarius." These treehouses are characterized by their inherent spatial properties and their ability to connect to various elemental planes.

This means that it inherently possesses the ability to traverse dimensions, a fact that Kroa utilized to connect to the location of Eden in the main dimension, allowing it to draw energy from within Eden at any time.

The group consisted mostly of non-physical beings, such as death knights and ghosts, but once inside the mansion, flesh and blood seemed to return to their senses.

That feeling of being grounded, with a warm breeze blowing...

These legendary heroes even evoked a sense of emotion that brought tears to their eyes.

"This is the place I plan to open in the underworld, a place where people can experience the world of the living. I'll call it... Eden Mansion."

He pointed to the area that had already been built... which could barely be called a villa complex: "On my territory, I will build more facilities like this, and you are welcome to come and play anytime."

"Here, this is the admission card." After introducing it, he took out a card made of the light of Eden. Its surface appeared to be pure white, while its depths were filled with a hazy rainbow of colors.

"It's beautiful... Is this a legendary magical artifact?" Belleda took the card in surprise, not knowing why. She had just been threatened by Kroya, but now she seemed more friendly.

"Of course," Kroya replied with a smile after glancing at her. "I'm about to become a legend, so it won't be difficult for me to do it."

"You can use this to freely enter and exit Eden's Mansion, but there is a time limit. You need to submit some materials unique to the Underworld or soul crystals in exchange for the time you can stay here..."

Before he could finish speaking, a lithe female warrior suddenly asked, "Mage Kroya, how many people can your Eden Mansion accommodate? I have some friends who would also like to come."

"..."

This stumped Kroa.

To be honest, even though his construction skills are quite proficient now, creating a large-scale space in the Underworld using Eden's power is still somewhat troublesome...

Seeing his hesitation, the female warrior quickly said:

"My friends are all veteran underworld powerhouses. They have a lot of resources, including fragments of the Sky Ark and the core loop of Sky Ark."

These can all be used in exchange—I can guarantee it.

Others chimed in:

"This is a rare opportunity."

"They can squeeze every last drop of wealth from those people!"

"You want to become a legend? You need to save up more money first."

—Perhaps they were willing to lend a helping hand because of Kroya's potential and because of Theodore's influence, but Kroya was very grateful to them.

After all, they had only met once.

"Thank you for helping me like this. You can experience more at Eden Mansion. The more people you bring, the more free time you can enjoy some of the activities." He winked and continued:

"I can come up with at most thirty buildings right now, including outdoor swimming pools, hot springs, gardens, orchards, and restaurants..."

Before she could finish speaking, the female soldier impatiently said, "I'll go get help right away! You guys hurry up too, first come, first served!"

She ran away as soon as she finished speaking.

Surrounded by a biting wind and aurora, she was clearly a female warrior from an extremely cold land, retaining this powerful strength even in death.

After exchanging bewildered glances, the others also left one by one.

Kroa: "..."

He glanced at Theodore, who shrugged at him: "See? I told you how tempting your Eden was to them."

"Aren't we supposed to go watch Iris beat up the Demon God?" Kroya remembered this, originally planning to promote it on the way, but now it seems that it's not something that can be easily resolved.

"It seems unlikely that the match will take place."

"My friends are quite well-connected. If so many legendary figures were to gather together, it would definitely cause a huge sensation. Ms. Ellist would probably come in person."

"..."

"All right."

Since there was money to be made, the excitement could indeed be put aside for a while. Kroya went straight back to the territory he had seized from the Skeleton King and began ordering the human golems to build a magic circle that could stabilize Eden.

He had assumed it would take some time for the customers to arrive.

As a result, just one day later, floating cities, swarms of bone dragons, black clouds, and flocks of dead birds appeared in the sky...

Each one was imbued with a powerful aura.

All legends!

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