Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord?

"Great god of magic, you are my..."

The voice of prayers like arias surrounds the entire Church of the God of Magic, and it is the Duke of White Frost, Blake White Frost.

The White Frost Duchy where he is located is very powerful, and as the duke himself, he is naturally a powerful mage, so he naturally believes in the god of magic, which is a rather unusual wonder.

As a duke, his status in the magic church is definitely not low, so he has his own gorgeous church, where daily prayers are carried out to show his devotion to the god of magic. You know that you are all blessed by the gods.

Just today, an unusual thing happened. There seemed to be chaotic lines in front of Duke Rime who was praying.

This stopped his prayers for a while.

"The god of magic is above, I was distracted." But I quickly realized that it was just an illusion?

After all, he was praying, and the god of magic was closely connected with him.

He entered the state of prayer again, but soon, he saw the chaotic lines again.

But this time, he couldn't break free, these lines twisted and wriggled, and finally formed a blasphemous book.

In Duke Rime's terrified look, he saw the distorted name on the cover of this blasphemous book.

The Book of the Sages of Dionysus

'The god of magic is above, what the hell is going on, I have to get out of this blasphemous hallucination as soon as possible, or I feel like I'm going crazy.' Duke Rime could sense that his reason seemed to be changing, some kind of Madness is eroding little by little.

It is not only madness that has been eroded, but also the knowledge that accompanies madness, and this kind of terror distorts his mind a little bit.

'No, great god of magic, shield your devout followers from such blasphemies, I will...I will...'

'Oh wait, let me see, what is this...'

The book let go of the first page, the records in the book were scribbled and messy, the handwriting was blurred and indecipherable, and there were childish illustrations in some places. Almost all places were painted with some kind of black horror.

This terrifying scene constantly impacted Duke Rime's reason, making him constantly want to break free from the blasphemous and crazy knowledge recorded in the "Book of the Sages of Dionysus", but on the other hand, he The polluted and distorted mind made his consciousness stare at that page of the book.

[The Magic Fountain of Chaos of Dionysus]

A brand new magic that does not depend on the god of magic fell into Duke Rime's mind as if it had taken root.

He was terrified and wanted to forget this magic, but this memory was completely integrated with him.

'My god of magic, damn it, I don't want to know this blasphemous knowledge.' The Duke of Frost shivered, watching the chaos and distortion gradually recede in his mind, and all was well.

Because he had gotten rid of that horrible hallucination.

"No, all this is not true...I...just...I..." Duke Frost looked at the statue of the God of Magic, and his words could not help but tremble.

"I think...that's just awesome, no, what the hell is going on with me?"

Duke White Frost felt that his body had changed, the hallucination may have disappeared, but the change remained.

The chaotic magic fountain named Dionysus that appeared in his mind still existed in his mind, and he was even able to activate it.

As long as this magic is used, then he will be reborn, and his distorted mind and crazy thinking are constantly pulling him.

But Duke White Frost stumbled away from this gorgeous magic church with his amazing willpower. He knew that his will could not last for long. If he really did such a blasphemous god of magic in the magic church If something happened, I'm afraid a god will punish him, and he won't even be able to save the body.

"Your Excellency, you..." "Get out of your way."

When a servant saw Duke Baishuang's appearance, he hurried over to help him, but was pushed away by Duke Baishuang, and returned to his bedroom in a manner that did not conform to the elegance of the nobles at all.

Just such a section of the road, Duke Rime's mind has long been occupied by this strange magic.

Countless chaotic magic runes kept lingering in his mind, and even his instincts had begun to gradually separate from Duke Rime.

"Please take shelter... ah, praise the abyss!"

The brilliance of chaos shines on Duke Rime, the power of the abyss has tampered with the ownership of his soul from the god of magic, and the chaotic magic fountain named Dionysus in his mind is in his distorted mind and madness. It runs automatically under the blessing of thinking.

This is a chaotic magic, and it is also a transformation magic, even if he doesn't use it, the moment he sees it, everything is doomed.

The whole person is like a fountain, and countless radiance of energy continuously spews out.

When everything calmed down, Duke Rime opened his confused eyes in a trance.

The terrifying blasphemous magic in his mind has lost its terrifying power. Because... it has moved to his right hand.

The skin of his right hand was covered with black patterns, and when they first saw it, everyone would be shocked by the frantic and chaotic patterns.

It is also fortunate that he is a duke and a magic priest, otherwise, if he is a poor man, he may be taken to the gallows because of this.

"Weaving magic, shaping magic, have I stolen the power of the god of magic?" Duke Rime couldn't help shuddering, the majesty of the gods had already penetrated into his instinct, after all, this was the common sense he had known since he was a child.

"Dionysus? What kind of god is this? The book of sages he wrote has such terrifying power. If I can see all the subsequent content..."

"Can my principality become a true kingdom?"

Ambition, in Duke Rime's heart, is constantly fluffing up. Although the distorted mind and crazy thinking have subsided, Duke Rime knows that this is just an illusion, because this distortion and madness have already penetrated deep into his soul. as if his right hand could weave and shape magic.

As long as the time is right, the madness will strike again, and take him to read the book of the blasphemous sages.

"My soul is connected to a plane that the gods can't watch and interfere with, the abyss?" Duke Rime felt that the energy called magic was constantly being extracted from a connected plane into his body.

He knew that all of this came at a price, and ambition and madness were the price he paid, which made a huge change in his mind, towards chaos and disorder, that is, moody.

Even he has no way to resist, he can only let this madness spread in him, sooner or later, he will become a madman suffering from madness.

It is not that there is no way to stop it, that is, to become stronger, and to continue to become stronger through all kinds of crazy and twisted magic recorded in the "Book of the Sages of Dionysus" before the madness catches up with him.

As long as he is strong enough, he can suppress the madness, although he cannot suppress it to spread and gradually deepen, but at least he can maintain his reason... and his human body.

Crazy, not only the mind, but also the body will also mutate.

Now his right hand is not just proof, this is just a disease, and his arm is just a pattern, but if it is not pressed, it will not only cause this pattern to appear on his body, but even more terrifying. variation of .

Such as crystallisation, which Duke Frost learned from memories brought by Dionysus' Chaos Magic Fountain.

"I need powerful enough magic so that I won't be overtaken by madness." Duke Frost chose himself when he faced the choice between himself and the God of Magic. If he had not encountered alienation, as a devout believer, he might have Will be loyal to the god of magic, but now he has been changed.

Therefore, he chose to actively participate in this terrifying magic system.

Wanting to see the "Book of the Sages of Dionysus" is actually very simple, release the magic fountain of Chaos of Dionysus, and he can see this blasphemous book in his soul.

"Crazy and distorted, maybe this is the reality of this world!!!" Duke Frost's eyes flashed with madness. Obviously, his madness had attacked, but the symptoms were milder, but it was undeniable that the madness was spreading little by little. .