Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

It’s either the magic goddess’ short skirt or the magic goddess’ black stockings. What’s even more outrageous is the magic goddess’ panties and the magic goddess’ underwear.

Can you hear what these words are saying?

Those who know him think he is the god of magic, while those who don’t know him think he is the god of lust!

If these reckless words were spoken by other sects, they would have been considered blasphemy and the temple guardians would have quickly cut them into a thousand or eight hundred slices, blanched them in clear soup until they were 80% cooked, and then served with sesame sauce.

However, when Lu Wenwu thought about it carefully, he found that the current situation was understandable.

This is mainly because the God of Magic never left a specific description of his appearance in the historical records, nor did he leave a statue to guide the magicians of later generations on what he should look like.

So the people like to hear it, don't they?

It's somewhat of a case of putting the cart before the horse.

Thinking of this, Lu Wenwu couldn't help but wonder, and asked, "Principal, if the God of Magic really exists, why don't we have a statue of Him in our school? Don't we need to worship Him like other sects?"

"If other cultivation systems really all originated from the imitation of magic, then He should be the first great being to become a god, right? I don't think I've ever seen anyone believe in the God of Magic."

"I'm not sure about that. After all, I'm not a historian."

Douglas replied as he activated the magic circle.

"But I once read a piece of unofficial history in a miscellany in the library. It is said that before the current calendar began, the goddess of magic had already become disgusted with the life of gods, so she ordered the destruction of all statues and books related to her. Among the few that remain, only our academy is left."

"I see."

Lu Wenwu nodded slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

There is a problem. There must be something wrong with the God of Magic.

He took a deep look at the Sealing Divine Stone that stood in the middle like a high wall.

Let's hold off for now and go to Dragon Island to find out more. Maybe there will be more information.

According to the matching mechanism of the system copy, the current world ceiling should include opponents who have reached the first level of deification. Pseudo-deifications such as the God of Magic and the Blood Knight can only be regarded as the apparent ceiling.

There is no doubt that the gods are the most powerful.

I am not in my strongest form now. If I were to face an opponent who has truly entered the realm of deification, it would be very difficult to kill him and escape unscathed.

Just do it.

If the God of Magic could hear Lu Wenwu's inner voice, he would probably be devastated.

Bush, Gomen?

What have I done to make you treat me as an imaginary enemy to be killed?

Copy system: Our fifth brother is like this. When he is in doubt, he will convince others with virtue.

The dungeon BOSS just needs to be killed by the fifth brother, but the fifth brother has a lot to consider.

"Mr. Tyrannosaurus, are you ready?"

Just when Lu Wenwu was planning to solve the problem with his fists, Douglas had already completed his preparations.

He replaced his usual small staff, about twelve inches long.

Instead, what he held in his hand was a large staff that was at least 1.7 meters long and of standard ancient shape.

The staff was a mysterious dark purple in color, with a very sparkling scarlet gem about the size of two fists embedded on the top.

Even if it was just held in the hand, the surrounding fire elements were constantly gathering towards the huge gem.

As Lu Wenwu spoke affirmatively, Douglas began to chant.

It was a very strange and vague syllable, full of awkwardness, as if it was not a language that could be created by humans, but was trying hard to imitate something.

As the magic power in his body continued to flow into the staff, his voice became louder and louder.

At the top of the staff held high, the scarlet gem continued to emit an extremely dazzling light.

Under Douglas' guidance, the fire elements continued to gather into groups, and soon formed a huge fireball with a diameter of more than five meters.

The entire fireball appeared an abnormal purple color, and its volume was expanding rapidly, causing the temperature in the entire area to skyrocket.

Up to now, Lu Wenwu has fully understood why ancient magic was eliminated.

Damn it, this syllable is difficult to pronounce with the human body structure, and the huge and gorgeous special effects during the release of skills are secondary.

The main thing is that during the battle, you hold up the staff like a fool and chant with a loud voice. Are you afraid that others don't know that you are using your ultimate move?

By the time the pre-swing on your side is over, the thief will have already sneaked and shadowstepped, and will have reached your face and backstabbed you eighteen times!

Moreover, it is a very rhythmic, powerful and difficult to pronounce magic spell, like singing. Does it sound familiar?

While observing the ancient magic of Lieyang's collapse, Lu Wenwu listened carefully to the magic spell uttered by Douglas.

Soon, his expression suddenly became strange.

He understood!

Isn't this the language of Gululu and his fellow dimensional wanderers?

It’s just that the tone of Douglas’s pronunciation was very strange, as if he had a strong dialect accent, and it was very difficult to listen to.

In addition, there are many problems with the word order and intonation, and there are many strange words that do not exist in the original language system and are made up, which makes it more difficult to understand.

Fortunately, Lu Wenwu was able to understand the meaning of this spell because of his knowledge of the language of all things.

The actual meaning of the spell that Douglas is chanting now, translated into the Shenzhou language, is roughly as follows:

"O violent, powerful, yet benevolent fire element, as the agent of your will in the world, I beg you to grant me the most powerful flame and gather it in the direction I direct."

"For this, I will continuously offer you the clearest, purest, and highest quality magic power as a sacrifice. I hope you can meet my humble request, bestow your supreme great will, and form the blazing sun!"

At this time, the wand in Douglas' hand was continuously releasing magic power. At the same time, his mental power also pointed out the direction under the influence of the wand and magic power, forming a function similar to guidance and guidance.

The fireball, which had turned into a deep purple color, no longer expanded but slowly collapsed inward.

At the same time, a black color appeared that seemed to be real.

In Lu Wenwu's sight, Douglas' aura was extremely majestic at this moment, and he was in a state of sweating due to the continuous and high-frequency output of magic power.

At a certain moment, accompanied by a high-pitched syllable, Douglas swung the staff in his hand downwards violently.

The output of magic power was cut off, but the guidance provided by mental power became more and more obvious.

"Please detonate the terrifying fire that can burn everything in heaven and earth to ashes at the location I have marked, causing the Day of Destruction to collapse, incinerating my enemies to ashes, and completely purifying this world from them!"

"freed!"

When the last syllable fell, Douglas's mental strength also rose to the peak.

In an instant, the black sun collapsed, as if a fuel-air bomb had exploded in the room.

It was a silent shock.

The terrifying flames shot up into the sky, creating a violent impact like the explosion of Saturn.

But the strange thing was that Lu Wenwu and Douglas were standing one thousand meters away from the release point of the ancient magic, but they didn't feel any impact or high temperature at all, as if they were watching a fireworks show.

A few seconds later, the slightly melted sealing stone reappeared before their eyes. It was wriggling and repairing itself as if it had life.

A huge green number appeared on it: 1075.

"Principal, what is this?" Lu Wenwu asked.

"A number indicating attack power."

Douglas said with a smile.

"The Seven-ring Flame King Spear that you received earlier has an attack power of only 70-75 here, while under normal circumstances, the damage of the offensive forbidden spell cast by the God of Law fluctuates around 200-300."

"Don't think that my Sun Collapse is very weak here. You can't feel it at all from this distance. This is because it is all absorbed by the test stone in front of you, and there is a magic circle to dissolve it."

"If it were placed in the outside world, this strike of mine would easily destroy the capital of the Jade Empire. There would only be a huge pit filled with molten material left, and nothing would be left behind."

Hearing this, Lu Wenwu smiled and gave his praise: "The principal is mighty, and ancient magic is indeed terrifying."

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Seeing Lu Wenwu's humble and studious appearance, Douglas felt very comfortable and a little proud.

Although you dragons are a naturally magical race, we humans are not bad either.

Even if we are not born with powerful strength, we rely on our own practice. Generation after generation of magicians and other practitioners have finally established our position as the overlord of the world.

Status is achieved through strength.

Ancient magic.

Douglas felt bitter in his heart when he thought of the difficulty of learning ancient magic.

Even though he is an absolute prodigy in the field of magic today, his research on ancient magic is not even superficial.

This is almost a break in inheritance.

The legendary Son of Heaven who was born with the ability to master ancient magic has not appeared for three thousand years.

This is not a good sign.

The closer we get to the present time, the fewer Sons of Heaven appear in number, and the longer the time intervals between their appearances.

Things like inheritance and knowledge require a base of numbers to maintain.

If the base is too small, there will be technological gaps and technological degradation.

Some magical items from ancient times can no longer be restored to have the same functions with the knowledge possessed by magicians today.

You can only imitate as much as possible.

Of course, a Son of Earth with top talent like himself could master one or two ancient magics by chance, but as the time it takes for the true Son of Heaven to appear becomes longer and longer, will this ancient and powerful power really be lost?

Even if he continued to perfect the manuscript that had been passed down among successive headmasters, attempting to decipher and study ancient magic, it would probably be of no avail.

Because no one can understand and apply it, over time, future students will only attribute it to a story like a myth or legend, and will no longer believe it in reality.

Douglas's thoughts were wandering and he went astray inadvertently.

It was not until Lu Wenwu's eager voice came that he was completely awakened from his meditation.

"Principal, can I try it?" Lu Wenwu said.