Fantasy World Transmigration

The magician pulled his left hand, and the six magic mirrors around him were arranged and rotated until he selected one of them. It was originally the magic mirror of the heavy witch in the fairy tale world, but it was sacrificed by Master Hans with the method of self-cultivation. The western silver-rimmed mirror, the third on the magician's right wrist, appeared a light silver, translucent rune wheel like glass.

With his right hand, he pressed the mirror in front of him like a woman's dressing mirror, about the size of a human face, and the rune wheel on his wrist slowly turned.

With the rotation of the rune wheel, the surrounding space quietly appeared misplaced. Countless glass-like 'mirrors' that distorted the light appeared in this space. They centered on the magician and distorted the surrounding space. The like texture slowly spread, and the space where the magic three burials were located became more and more like a space full of mirrors and crystals.

The whole space seems to be isolated from reality.

The magician said in a deep voice, "Mirror Minotaur Labyrinth!"

The magician is a bit proud. As a crispy mage, although Doctor Strange is always obsessed with the bloody close combat with people, he fights with his fists, and he is straight when he meets a mage. Positive and strong, believe in the fist is the romance of the mage.

But the magician knows very well that he does not have the aura of the protagonist, and he will not have the real luck of forcing a 50/50 strategy in tactics. Several battles have shown that when encountering the group of madmen fighting on the side of Space Martial Arts, the mage will always fight against himself. Hide well, keep a distance, seek cover, and the mage who cannot be hit is the invincible mage.

Otherwise, even if you are a legend in the world, you will be no match for the backstab.

So he devoted himself to learning dnda's magic system, combined it with the magic of the supreme mage lineage, and finally found inspiration from the space spells that mages usually use to open up battlefields and avoid causing damage to the real world, and developed the mirror Maze technique, which can create a spatial maze around itself.

Generally speaking, the distance covered by the space maze is only three feet in the real world, but in the three-foot space maze, there are countless upside-down and chaotic space structures. Sometimes the distance of one inch can be as long as several kilometers. Sometimes, there is up and down, left and right, inside and outside reversed space.

This kind of chaotic and complicated space can almost make any long-range attack ineffective.

At the same time, there are eighty-one portals in the labyrinth. The magician can exile anyone within three feet of him at will, and can also launch from any direction through the teleportation mirror. This is almost the absolute domain of magicians. Since the development of this spell, the strongest magician is when he is within three feet of him.

But the magician is not satisfied with this. He tries to develop a wider range of coverage in the real space, and develop a deeper maze technique for the space, making it not only the chaotic space that splits the light like a mirror, but also the spiritual world, the shadow world, those Other planes that are in the same position as the real space will also be confused with the real space.

It even affects the world, causing time and space to be distorted and disordered in the maze.

But the powerful power required for such spells is far from what a magician can provide. Finally, after investigation, it was found that the magic mirror sacrificed by real Hans possessed the unique essence of realizing this kind of spell.

In the magic mirror, there is a mirror plane that is completely opposite to the real world. With the power of the mirror plane, the magician can switch the space in the mirror maze with the mirror plane at will, and the enemy's attack, body A part of it, or all of it, is exiled into the magic mirror. He can use this space replacement to keep the enemy's weapon thousands of kilometers away from him forever, but he himself is not affected by this.

To achieve another level, I can hit you, but you can't reach me.

It perfectly embodies the most rogue side of the mage!

After developing the maze, the magician was promoted from a mage to a mage who fights with wires, and after realizing the mirror Minotaur maze, a magician was finally promoted from a mage to a legendary hanger.

"The power of the magic mirror lies in reality and illusion." The real Hans looked a little dignified,

At this time, he was quite sure that he and Zhuang Bifan did not come to this world by accident, it was definitely the result of the calculation of the magician. And the magician absolutely, absolutely wanted to kill himself.

Or rather, kill everyone.

Each mirror may represent an impossible magic idea of ​​the magician.

"If all the mirrors are obtained, the magician may be able to use the planes communicated by these mirrors to realize the terrifying breakthrough of being promoted from a mystic to a Planeslock, igniting the fire, and breaking through the four gates of the gods." At this time, Zhuang Bifan had already No longer regard those plot characters as the main enemy, but put the magician first.

Wukong just curled his lips in disdain. The magician is just a trick, but Wukong has long been a scientist who made tricks. Scientists have created cheats since ancient times. No matter how strong the cheats are, they will wither when the version is updated. Only scientists who can continue to create cheats can touch the root power of the game.

"A mere space maze, my old grandson can smash it with one punch!" Wukong calculated in his mind, even if the magician's maze technique is developed to the strongest, it only needs to increase the gravity to a white dwarf star, and even without the power of a black hole, it can smash.

Under the strong gravitational force, any space-time spells can only fold the white paper of space. Even if a magician is like an origami warrior, it would be futile to fold the white paper of space to face the steamroller.

San Zan stood in the maze of space, his hand gently stretched out from a glazed mirror beside him, and laughed softly: "It's also interesting!"

At this time, the magician's face was a bit dignified. He found that within three feet of San Zan, no matter how he actuated the magic mirror, he could not manipulate the space, which made it difficult for him to open the space door close to San Zan's forehead , the operation of forcing the forbidden curse to stick to the face, not to mention, such as directly replacing a part of the body of the three funerals into the magic mirror, or the operation of inserting a small nuclear bomb into the abdominal cavity.

"Mirror Six Extinguishing Consciousness Mantra!" The magician pressed his left hand on the Jingjin mirror, and the light golden rune wheel slowly rotated on his left wrist. San Zan suddenly felt his eyes itchy, and he calmly stretched out his hand to scratch it. Then he opened his eyelids, only to see a row of blunt teeth bit down behind the upper and lower eyelids of the eye sockets.

A monster swallowed the eyeball from Sanbu's left eye, like a worm, with a mouth full of blunt teeth, occupying the entire face of the monster. It swallowed Sanbu's eyeball. The various organs of Mo San Zan appeared.

But San Zan didn't change his expression, still smiling calmly.

At this time, Sanbu's eyes, throat, tongue, ears, and nostrils all protruded, or something like insect joints, or something like an octopus' tentacles. , the hair in the blood vessels was spreading, his feet began to fester, and his fingers were wriggling among the rotten flesh.

But Sanbu began to laugh, when he opened his mouth, his tongue had disappeared, but there were eight spider-like compound eyes, shining green light at his throat.

At this time, a snake-like strip of meat suddenly protruded from Sanbuan's throat, and devoured the monster with eight compound eyes that had eaten Sanbuan's tongue. The sticky stick of meat replaced the tongue and helped Sanbuan pronounce : "In front of me, pretend to be a monster..."

The joints and tentacles in the ears and nostrils suddenly struggled violently, but were finally dragged into the ears and nostrils in despair. From the facial features of the third burial, there was the sound of chewing the cuticle, and the sound of juice spurting out. Suddenly his blood vessels squirmed, like a worm, grabbing the spreading hair and tearing it inch by inch.

The festering on his legs gave birth to countless small tentacle-like granulation, which entangled those fingers and dragged them into his body.

His eyeballs suddenly opened and were torn out from the belly of the flesh monster. One stood on the top of the third funeral, and the other stood on the bridge of the nose, looking at the magician.

All parts of Mo San Zan's body laughed in unison, making all kinds of voices, men, women, old and young: "You don't understand my existence..." Xuanzang looked at the San Zan whose painting style became more and more strange , just closed his eyes indifferently, and told himself: "That's not me! That's not me! That's not me..."

San Zan's eyeballs suddenly jumped down from the bridge of his nose, suspended in front of San Zan's chest, opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, and said, "No need for anything else, I can kill you with just one eyeball! Hahahaha..."

The pupil in the middle of the eyeballs clearly reflected the shadow of the laughing San Zan. He asked the magician, "Have you seen this symbol?" The bloodshot eyes suddenly spread, forming an inverse symbol on the eyeballs. pattern.

Then, in the magician's violently widened eyes, in the reflection of the magician's pupils, the world turned into a puddle of flesh and blood, countless squirming, trembling flesh and blood, composed of countless blood vessels, fat and muscles. The whole world of flesh and blood suddenly stretched out countless big hands made of flesh and blood.

Then, Zhuang Bifan and others saw that the magician's three-buried body was suspended in the pupil of the eyeball in front of his chest, and the shadow of the three-buried body suddenly hit a palm, and countless twisted tentacles shot out from the pupil of the magician's eyeball, intertwined to form a huge muscle The big hand came out from the magician's eyes, grabbed the magician, and dragged it into his own pupil.

Then the magician in the time-space maze disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Bifan heard a crackling sound coming from his ear, and he knew that it was his teeth shaking constantly, hitting his lower gums. On the other side, the real Hans was as decisive as a dog. Mark raised his hands high and spoke in standard Chinese. Shouted: "I surrender, I admit defeat, boss, give it a chance!"

Mo Sanbuan slowly pressed the eyeballs into his sockets, and his whole body returned to his original delicate and quiet appearance.

But the reincarnators will never forget what kind of crazy form lies under this thin and elegant body, only to hear Monkey King clapping his hands slowly: "As expected of the king of demons. The painting style is unique... I am old Sun is willing to give you the title of my 500-year-old demon king. From now on, you will be the demon king, Chen Xuanzang!"

Xuanzang held his head and denied, "That's not me...that's not me! I'm a normal person. Tathagata's palm is not like that..."

Mo Sanzang said: "A little trick to comprehend again is that it comes against the palm of the Tathagata. It can be called the palm of the Tathagata. It is the first form of the palm of the Tathagata. All things are equal. If the Tathagata says that all living beings are equal, I To be more equal than him, to make all things equal, to give life to all things, so that life is not superior to non-life. All things are to be equal. Stones are equal to people, plants are equal to animals. So everything is To be able to prey on each other and compete with each other, all things are created equal, the world is one, and all are equal. Equal life, equal death."

"My eyes are equal to me, any cell of mine is equal to me, and the bugs on my body are equal to me. And he actually wants to enslave those equal beings, so everything in this world will be against him, His own body would be against him. It's a pity that I haven't realized the equality of souls. Otherwise it must be possible to give souls to everything."

"Ouch!" Xuanzang grabbed Vajra Zhi's arm and vomited to the ground, but nothing came out.

Vajra Wisdom trembled: "Demon...Demon!"

"Demon, you are paralyzed! Demon!" San Zan looked back at him impatiently: "You are a hypocrite who oppresses cells and kills lives!"

After all, all the cells in King Kong Zhi's body turned into tentacle monsters that devoured each other, devoured them, and then dispersed into flesh and blood.

The third burial said: "My realm is much higher than that of the Buddha. Who dares to say that he does not kill? Before the Buddha became a Buddha, he was also killing. They killed the bugs in their bodies, the viruses and bacteria that invaded their bodies, and stepped on them. Ants under dead feet. I am the only one who never kills. I just decompose a whole that oppresses other beings into countless free and equal beings. I will not harm a single cell of him. Of course, I cannot stop They hurt each other."

"For those bacteria and viruses that want to join me, I will always accept and accommodate them, never hurt. Let them join and become a part of me."

Sanbu turned his head and said to the reincarnations: "You think that I killed them because you don't have the awareness that all things are equal, and you think that they were killed by me as a whole. But you didn't expect that as a whole, they were made up of countless people. Individuals of life gather together. Their consciousness dominates and distorts those individuals...this, inequality!"

"So, I brought the concept of equality to those heads. The whole body you saw disappeared. But the thousands of individuals were more prosperous. Therefore, I did not kill anyone. It is the individual freedom that constitutes him s Choice."

Sanbu finally concluded: "I don't care about the state of the whole, I only care about the dignity of each individual. Their equality, freedom and survival."

"True life is an existence of free basic individuals, gathered together as equals, and united democratically. You are all shameless oppression and enslavement of individual life. Therefore, you are not real life." Three The funeral said: "All living beings are equal, all things are equal, and hypocritical lives like you will never be tolerated."

"The first form of my Tathagata's reverse palm is to create a world where all things are equal and all are equal! Create a world where all inanimate existences become living and living beings are equal to each other!"

Wukong listened to the declaration of the Three Burials with relish, and while nodding to taste, suddenly felt his legs sink, and looked down, it turned out that Xuanzang was pulling his thigh, and said with difficulty: "Kill him, Great Sage, help me kill him!" he!"

"Mr. Chen." Wukong sighed: "I am a peaceful and kind little monkey, how could you let me kill someone?"

"He's not human!" Xuanzang said with difficulty, "Great Sage, I blamed you wrongly. You are not a monster, but he is. Kill him, I can't let him exist."

Wukong knelt down, looked at Xuanzang and said with emotion: "No way! My master is very curious about your current state. He told me to study it carefully and not destroy this precious sample. Mr. Chen, you are now The form of existence, very..." Wukong gestured towards him, and said a word: "It's very rare!"

Wukong said: "That's good. You give me this sample, how about I take it to other worlds?"

Xuanzang stared at him stubbornly, Wukong sighed and said, "Why don't you go with me too."

Where the two of them overlooked, Mo Sanzang had already stretched out his claws towards the reincarnated people excitedly. He smiled and said to Zhuang Bifan and others: "Your individuals are calling for equality, do you hear it? They are calling for equality." , to be me."

"Merge with me!" Sanzan laughed wildly, his powerful spiritual pollution almost driving the reincarnations crazy.

Mark wailed and was swallowed by the third burial, and the real Hans cried out: "I knew that the mythical world is so terrible!" He wanted to ignite the fire and burn himself to ashes. Zhuang Bifan frantically called the Lord God: "Accept the punishment, the Lord God send me out of here quickly! Mom!"

At this time, Chen Ang's cold snort came from Wukong's ear: "All those who are predestined are dying! What are you still talking about?"

"Quickly contain the experimental samples. Then follow the predestined person to the place I prepared for you. The experimental conditions there are better, and you can complete the research tasks I assigned."

Wukong was surprised and said: "Master, isn't Chen Xuanzang a predestined person? He is the master who defeated the Buddha!"

Chen Ang said: "I said, people with predestined relationship will bring fruit to see you... But who said that it must be Chen Xuanzang? Those who are destined to rush to the street are the predestined people. Hurry up, don't let them all die! It's very easy to trick a few people over here Trouble!"

"Then Chen Xuanzang?" Wukong was puzzled.

Chen Ang said: "The teacher assigned you a homework by the way, but I didn't expect it! You can concoct such... a strange Tang Sanbu. And the muscular demon monk, the iron fist master, the fire demon Buddha, etc. that I created for my teacher It's completely different! Such an interesting experimental sample, even the teacher is a little ready to move."

"Master, I know that you still have a three-point friendship with Chen Xuanzang. In this way, you can let them go there quickly with those who are destined. It is just a control group. At that time, you can help Chen Xuanzang become stronger, and then go to eliminate the three burials." It’s also good to do a practical verification experiment. I really want to see how far they can go when they fall in love and kill each other.”

After all, in the void, a test tube was thrown out, and Wukong had no choice but to crush the three burials with one punch, stuffed the remaining samples into the test tube, carried the stunned Chen Xuanzang, and ran to the dying Zhuang Bifan, nervously said: "There is a fate!" People? Destined people, don't die!"

Chen Ang snorted coldly, and the sound disappeared, but Zhuang Bifan's reincarnation watch suddenly emitted a burst of white light, wrapped around Monkey King, and escaped into the void.

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