I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The explosion made Siya feel a little familiar, and she looked behind Baron Jero.

"Sorry, my guests here are a little noisy sometimes."

Baron Jero smiled bitterly and walked into the room, followed closely by Lu Tian and others.

The house made of bricks and stones was not big, it was just a house for ordinary people to live in. Lu Jian saw that in the room on one side, a burst of thick smoke was flowing out.

The smoke had a stench, like feces that had been heated and boiled, and it was disgusting.

As soon as Shia raised her hand, the wind suddenly surged, and the smoke was immediately swept away.

She was able to see what was going on inside the house.

A mottled wooden table is located in the middle of the room. The table is full of burnt, corroded, and cut marks. It feels like a miracle that it can stand here with four legs intact.

There are countless bottles and jars on the table. Compared with the table, those bottles and jars are much more exquisite, and they are obviously made by professional craftsmen.

The translucent bottles contain solutions and powders of various colors, and some are even constantly changing colors, emitting an alluring light.

On the side of the table, the bottle of black solution heated on the burning candle seemed to be the source of the stench. It was rolling quietly on the fire, reflecting the appearance of the person in the room.

He has short dark hair and is about the same age as Baron Gerald. However, due to the explosion, his hair stood up and turned into a classic afro. His face was covered with dirt and looked dirty.

"Introduction, this is Jost, my good friend. When we met, we were still playing with urine and mud."

Baron Jero coughed twice, introduced, and added another sentence at the end.

"He is the court mage."

After hearing Baron Jero's words, Shia looked at this man.

"Not quite."

Soon, the mage girl shook her head.

Since a court mage appeared here, Shia naturally thought of the founder of the Gray Tower.

It's just that Jost still looks a little immature. It seems that it will take a long time to become a solo mage.

Shia herself prefers that the founders of the Gray Tower are a group of people, not one person.

Because neither the Gray Tower nor the Magic Network can be created by a genius mage. Only by relying on the hard work of countless mages can it be possible to create such a huge miracle from scratch.

She is a mage who uses reason to deconstruct the world. She understands that the laws of nature cannot be changed at will by the will of one or two people.

Jost didn't know what Sia was thinking. He just stared at Sia blankly, his eyes widened. Then, he rushed towards Sia and said in an unbelievable tone.

"Casting a spell without a spell, responding immediately, and not even preparing for the ceremony. How did you do it just now?"

Obviously, he was in disbelief that Shia had just raised her hand to blow away the thick smoke.

"A little trick."

Shia did not answer Jost directly.

She wasn't sure how the mage cast spells before the magic net was established. According to what the teacher vaguely mentioned, it was probably necessary to prepare complex rituals, specific spells, and a will strong enough to withstand pollution.

At this time, Shia noticed that Jost's two eyes were different colors.

One is still black as normal, but the left eye has turned crimson, like blood.

"This is no small trick. You must know that according to Master Alhurst's theory, spells are the manifestation of knowledge, and rituals are the solidification of knowledge. Solidified knowledge is awakened and manifested through spells. This is the essence of magic. The mechanism of action cannot be used without spells and rituals!"

Jost seemed quite persistent and must understand how Shia's spell worked just now.

Shia was thinking about whether she should explain concepts such as magic nets to help Jost accelerate his understanding of modern magic, but his eyes suddenly widened.

"Don't... stop talking... please..."

Jost immediately covered his ears, as if a demon began to whisper in his ears. His penis was covered with bloodshot eyes, and he fell to his knees in pain, his whole body shaking.

"Jost."

Baron Jero immediately supported the young mage, and Jost's eyes shed red tears, which were blood.

There were some slender sounds of struggle coming out of his throat, and his whole body was tense as if being grasped by something, constantly twitching and convulsing.

"let me."

Sia held Jost's head, her fingers inserted into Jost's black hair, and with some undetectable movement in the air, Jost's muscles relaxed and he closed his eyes. His eyes quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Tan's right hand also materialized the silver pen "Last Words" and opened Jost's head.

Countless messages pop up.

"It's pollution."

Lu Tiao quickly came to a conclusion.

"He has contained a considerable degree of pollution, which will continue to erode his will and body. In fact, even if there are no other accidents, he should quickly fail and die within three years."

"Is this the original mage..."

Shia felt a little sad.

The past mage of the Kingdom of Darkness was like a curious child. All the extraordinary powers he saw were thrown into his mind, and he could accommodate as much as he could.

And this knowledge is pollution, which will cause the rationality to decrease and the body to be eroded and alienated. Therefore, many mages have strange shapes and even lose their human form.

Later, some mages tried to alleviate this situation. Some people tried to balance the pollution in the body by relying on checks and balances between different sources of pollution, and even summed up a system that would not lead to loss of control. Some people studied brain closure. Most of the knowledge and pollution are placed in the deep brain, and they are awakened in specific ways when used.

The former is called a blood mage, and the latter is the prototype of a court mage.

In more ancient times, it is said that the two mages once had a dispute over orthodoxy, but before it could escalate, it was stopped due to the invasion of the demonic tide.

However, as long as it is contaminated, it will continue to deepen. Even if these two mages work hard, they will only delay death and madness to a certain extent.

Moreover, the more powerful the mages are, the more pollution they endure. When they die due to pollution, the greater the harm they will cause. Therefore, if they can still maintain their sanity, most of these mages will choose to go to the depths of the Black Forest. , places where monsters are rampant.

Legend has it that those powerful mages can leave a curse on the world when they die. This is how horrific natural disasters that are beyond the comprehension of mortals are formed.

"Can such a person really build a gray tower?"

Shia looked at Jost who had fallen asleep and thought to herself.

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