Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"You have to pay taxes, and once you go there you can't do anything except survive!"

Having said that, Ikaro's voice became higher again, and he said with a hint of complacency:

"I am the legendary magician who created the Gray Magic. One day I will be recorded as a genius in the history of magic!"

Aivia carefully sensed the girl who had half escaped from her estrus state and confirmed that she was not the incarnation of Helena, the Child of the World, but just an ordinary person.

Aivia didn't know how to comfort her about her words.

"You should rest first. I have a lot of places to go tomorrow."

In the end, Aiweiya could only give the order calmly.

Chapter 124 The Second Generation of Gray Magicians

Knowing the other party's behavior pattern, Ivia also had a way to lure out Helena, the son of this world.

The eye-catching Elf Knights who joined Ivia when she first came to this world were the best bait.

However, as for those troublesome knights, Ivia felt it would be better for her to go and pick them up herself.

Before that, Ivia felt that she needed to settle Ikaro, a rare half-conscious elf.

So the next morning, Ivia found Ikaro who had just woken up and asked him to lead the way to a place where she could perform magic.

Although the interior of the City of a Thousand Towers is very magnificent, it is a bit too small for Ikaro who cannot go to the upper areas.

Following the instructions of the sponsor, Ikaro brought Avia directly to the testing ground of the Mage Association, which was near the Mage Association mentioned by the transport ship driver at the beginning.

After bringing Avia to this place, Ikaro stopped moving forward.

"You can't go here either?" Ivia asked curiously. This place should belong to the lower area.

"Want money!"

Ikaro was concise and to the point.

Ivia touched her head and led her directly into the venue. After paying for her, the two of them came to a spacious experimental area.

This area is one of the few places in the City of a Thousand Towers where there are no towering towers, and you can directly see the blue sky and the sun.

In the area where Ivia was assigned, there were different targets marked with magic, including humans, magic armor, elves, beastmen, dragons, etc.

"Come, let me see how you use your gray magic."

Ivia signaled Ikaro to take action.

"Me?" Ikaro shook his head hurriedly and added:

"These targets are expensive!"

"It's okay. I have plenty of money."

Ivya said with relief.

Ikaro still shook his head and was unwilling to take any action. His eyes seemed to say, your money is your money.

Aiweiya changed her words:

"I'm very interested in your gray magic. Please show me how to use it. This is your reward for your work, and I'll pay you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the girl Ikaro's eyebrows were visibly dancing with joy. She asked happily:

"Really? Since you want to see it so badly, I won't charge you! Look at this great gray magic that will go down in history."

Ikaro twirled his bandaged wand, muttering to himself for a long time before finally choosing the human target with the lowest magic resistance. He shouted:

"Death!"

As she shouted, a light layer of dust appeared on the Imanity's target.

"Hahaha!" The mage in charge of monitoring the place laughed out loud not far away.

"Is this the magic of gray, the magic covered with dust?" the wizard said sarcastically.

Ikaro blushed and tried to argue:

"I'm not in good shape today. Let me try again."

"No need!" Ivia stretched out her hand to stop him. She had already seen through the essence of Ikaro's gray magic.

What is on the human target is not the falling dust, but the vitality of the human target.

The essence of Gray Magic is Death Magic, and it is Death Magic that is close to the essence of the world. This kind of thing is actually part of the world's authority. The fact that it can be used in this way can only mean that there is a big problem with the death rules of this world.

Or rather, there is no death in this world anymore.

Even so, Ikaro, who was able to see this and use this magic, is a rare genius among millions.

It's a pity that her physical fitness is not good enough.

"Give me another chance! Let me try again!" Ikaro said anxiously.

Aiweiya smiled and shook her head, explaining, "I understand now. With a mortal body, you can deconstruct the world's authority. Your gray magic is indeed worthy of being recorded in history."

Ivia thought that after hearing this, Icarus would be very excited about the praise, but Icarus just opened his mouth and said nothing.

Aivia thought the other party didn't believe her, so she took action herself.

This magic can be broken down into three parts.

The first is to perceive the rules of death. Ivia closed her eyes, collected her mind, and quietly felt the ubiquitous and ownerless rules of death.

The second part is to find a path, introduce the rules of death into the real world, and lock on the target.

The third part is to use energy to drive the rules. Ikaro's problem is that her own power is too weak, and the nature of death is too high. Like a three-year-old child swinging a sledgehammer, she cannot exert the power of the rules of death.

Ivia is different, she can even crush the sledgehammer.

"Death!"

Ivia opened her eyes, and a huge amount of death locked onto all the targets in this trial field.

Whether it was a targeted resistance target or a target simulating a giant dragon, the moment Ivia opened her eyes, it all turned gray, then petrified inside, and finally completely turned into ashes and disappeared.

The tyrannical rules of death even deprive matter of its life.

"See, I really understand." Ivia said to Icarus.

Ikaro watched all this, and after a moment of silence, he laughed loudly and arrogantly:

"Hahahaha! Well done, eh! Deserves praise! I allow you, from now on, you can use the title of the Second Generation Gray Magician!"

"But when you use it, don't forget to explain that you learned your magic from the great founder of Gray Magic, His Majesty Ikaro!"

Aiweiya smiled and coaxed her:

"I am extremely honored. I will definitely mention your name more often in the future."

Ikaro was immersed in arrogance and domineering all the way, and Ivia took her into the Adventurer's Inn on the grounds of respecting her teacher.

"Teacher Ikaro, please wait here. I have some things to do outside the city. When I come back, I'll see if I can help you strengthen your body."

Ivia gave the order in a respectful tone, while Ikaro was immersed in the fantasy of leaving his name in history, and just waved his hand casually, putting on airs.

After settling Ikaro down, Ivia found the previous boatman and asked him to arrange the boat to return to the temple at the beginning of the advent and bring those elven knights over as bait.

Now Ivia is no longer surprised by the chaotic scene on the shore.

Ivia quickly returned to the Elf Temple and asked this group of terrible Elf Knights to follow her. She took off her heavy armor, led the way with her real body, and returned to the City of a Thousand Towers.

When Ivia arrived at the city gate, the mental mark she left on Ikaro was suddenly triggered.

Aivia sensed carefully and found that Ikaro was just ordering a lot of food in the name of a guest of the Adventurer's Inn and eating and drinking in revenge.

Ivia smiled. This child must have had a hard life in the past.

The moment Ivia relaxed her mind, Icarus untied the bandage wrapped around her precious wand, revealing the mottled wand. Then she quickly broke the wand and used the broken sharp wood to stab her heart without hesitation.

Died with a satisfied smile.

At the end of her life, there was no trace of the pink heart in her eyes behind the eyepatch.

"who are you?"

Ivia, who was leading a large group of elven knights, was stopped by the soldiers at the city gate as if they were facing a great enemy.

Aiweiya had a blank expression on her face. She took out her unused wand, turned it around a few times, and then spoke:

"I am a second-generation Gray Mage, a disciple of His Majesty Icarus, the great founder of Gray Magic. I will go down in the history of magic."

Chapter 125 Begins to spread the fire

There are two kinds of elf descendants in the world today. One is the descendants of Sansa, which is the most common elf species. After the intermarriage of various races, some elves do not even have any elf characteristics in appearance except for their beautiful appearance.

Only after she awakens will people realize the problem.

The second type is the group that was sent to the brothel after being sheltered by Helena. They live a life of drunkenness and dreams, and are basically not seen outside the brothel.

The group of elven knights that Ivia brought with her were the descendants of the elves she had brought out from the Divine Court.

Her bloodline is extremely pure, she has both beauty and fighting power, and her promiscuous nature is even more shocking.

On the way here, Ivia had prevented several interactions between the elven knights and several boatmen.

Now Ivia even drew a circle with fire, prohibiting the Elf Knight from contacting other people.

This also made their group staying at the city gate appear extremely special, which was exactly what Ivia wanted to achieve.

The more eye-catching the better. The bigger the incident becomes, the sooner that Helena will find out.

Ivia had thought about casting some gray magic on the entire City of Thousand Towers, but considering that the city was difficult to build, Ivia gave up this option.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering at the city gate, someone from the top of the Thousand Towers City finally came out to deal with the matter.

Ivia knew the person who came. He was the library manager, the old magician Megan.

Because Ivia had asked him about Helena before, Megan guessed Ivia's purpose as soon as she arrived at the city gate.

"How about you enter the city first and I'll arrange accommodations for you? I'll spread the word about this to other city-states!"

Megan could naturally feel the surging energy in Ivia, and he carefully made a suggestion.

Ivia nodded in agreement.