HP Approaches the Magic World

The so-called ability to illuminate the path in all directions is nothing more than the black bird's instinct.

The one who really changed was Jon.

As the light disappeared, behind Jon's back, the power of water began to solidify in his ribs due to the interference of magic. It expanded inch by inch, and under the interference of rules and miracles, formed a pair of unusually large black wings.

The miracle of transfiguration, after being tampered with by the power of the gods, resulted in changes originating from the soul.

They are like fallen angels from the Kingdom of Light, representing the power of destruction.

"I heard you are very strong?"

Under the dark sky, between the turbulent waves, black wings carried Jon's body floating above the sea. He lowered his head and looked directly at the violent and roaring huge shadow under the sea. He didn't care.

The person on the other side could understand what he said, but he just had a smile on his face.

"But you have survived in the deep sea for so long. Do you know that the humans on the shore will advance?"

"What a coincidence, I am this kind of human being!"

Jon has stayed in this realm for a long time. The power brought by the magic network is too huge, but Jon has never found the opportunity to advance. In short, he just doesn't feel it.

But today, under the huge output and surrounded by traces of rules, he finally broke through the confinement on himself and directly broke through to the peak level of the [Scholar] stage.

As long as you work harder, you might be able to break through to the level of a great sage before heading to "hell".

For his age, this is an extremely high and fast achievement. After all, he is only fourteen years old and is still very young.

But only Jon himself knows how much he has transformed himself in order to reach this level, and how much training he has done in Helga's world.

These are not enough for outsiders to understand.

There is nothing so-called easy achievement in the world. No matter who it is, strength is a very fair standard.

You have to work very hard to look effortless.

Exchanging the experience of an unusually large amount of soul time for one's own time in the real world is an opportunity that is very rare and difficult to grasp.

Jon was lucky and took advantage of his opportunity.

But after everything is ready, this thing will start to burn as if it were a matter of course. When these things are burned out and it is over, the final crystallization will appear among the ashes.

The soul and blood are mixed together in the illusory burning created by this time's rules, and the final shortcomings are eliminated in the fusion, paving the way for the future.

This is the opportunity that Jon has been waiting for, but in this situation, there is no time for him to realize the insights after the breakthrough.

But that's okay.

Fighting is the best way.

Jon stretched out his hand and grabbed the scepter suspended in the air. The solidified power spread out, condensing the turbulent ocean into a peaceful ice surface.

Although very thin, it is very strong.

very good.

A stable battlefield was thus formed.

Now, Jon picked up his scepter and smashed it towards the mirage that sealed his shell.

This battle will be decided quickly.

…

That layer of shell was harder than Jon thought.

Because the mirage's body seems to be something born from nothingness, it is very difficult to transform from illusion to reality, but difficult things often lead to better feedback.

The power of the scepter did not break through the shell, but instead drew two deep cracks on the solidified sea surface. The seawater formed an ice surface to separate the water flow, forming a stable foundation.

The surrounding mist began to condense around the mirage. The roar of the mirage sounded very low, like the cry of whales in the depths of the ocean. The mist formed tentacles that seemed to be substantial with the help of the magic released by Jon.

, flying towards Jon in mid-air.

The speed was extremely fast, but Jon didn't care at all at this moment. He even had time to glance at Seshatri who was outside the battlefield - she seemed to be in good condition and still had some strength left.

After all, Jon has limited all his power to this space. The World Tree shadow borrowed from Helga is perfect in blocking space. The only drawback is that Jon doesn't know how long this blockade can last.

He flapped his wings slightly and moved a little distance to the left.

Black Bird's speed is originally very fast. Although Jon's strength is not particularly strong, speed is like a natural instinct and does not require him to be very strong.

The air was torn apart by his wings, and the huge airflow spread out the mist tentacles, flattening the surrounding sea surface.

He suddenly felt his first out-of-body flight.

Assuming that he is willing, he can gallop in a certain direction now. If he goes all out under the blessing of his current state, the journey of the past few days can be completed within an hour.

In the face of this speed, the extremely vast surrounding ocean seems to become smaller.

Not to mention, it's only such a short distance.

He was like a fighter jet that rushed into a group of ordinary airplanes, falling from the sky, its wings blessed with the power of legendary magic, shuttled back and forth among countless tentacles, and drew white traces one after another in the dark night.

Wherever it passed, the tentacles were all shattered, and then returned to their mist form.

But that's not Jon's real goal.

He wanted to open the shell so that Seshatri could successfully pull out Poseidon's artifact instead of entangled with this sea monster here.

This time it finally had some results.

Under the terrifying speed, Xuanniao's true talent was revealed. It was almost instinctive to identify the opponent's weak points and find the place to attack.

In one moment, it was an attack.

On Jon's spread wings, countless miniature phantoms of earth scepters appeared out of thin air and violently sprayed out towards the traces that had been smashed out before.

Speed ​​plus quantity, an absolute fatal blow.

In the next moment, the shell that looked very stable fell apart, exposing the soft flesh inside and the azure blue artifact.

Moreover, the artifact is not particularly stable.

No wonder.

Mirage's power suddenly dropped, probably because he could no longer control the artifact. With Celie's continuous efforts, the artifact no longer belonged exclusively to him.

But Jon didn't pursue.

He floats in the air and uses the earth scepter to cast harmful magic. He does not attack other places, but only attacks the vicinity of the artifact.

Not to mention anything else, as a mythical creature from the East, the black bird's power is inherently capable of defeating mirages.

Now his attitude was very clear. If he let go of the artifact, he would be able to leave the battlefield along the same channel as the artifact. Otherwise, he would be tortured to death. Jon felt that this choice was not difficult to make.