Mages Are Too OP

A dense mass of translucent ghosts watched them.

Not to mention Stephanie, even Roland felt a little scalp tingling.

Because of these ghosts, only a few are 'complete' humanoids, while more ghosts remain dead.

What a long tongue, broken hands and feet, swaying intestines and so on.

All kinds of weird shapes.

Roland glanced at it, turned his head and asked, "Stephanie, I want to ask a question, when you sacrificed before, did no one use the shadow of the dust to check it?"

She shook her head again and again, hugging Roland's arm even harder.

Roland looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "These ghosts seem to be members of your royal family."

Um?

Although Stephanie was afraid, the eldest princess for so many years was not in vain. She had presided over many important events, and she also had a large number of royal guards under her command to drive her.

I've seen big scenes, I've seen wind, snow, blood and rain... If tens of thousands of living people stood in front of her, she wouldn't blink.

But it's a dense swarm of scary ghosts.

I was very scared, but not to the point where I was too scared to speak or move.

Hearing Roland's words, she glanced over and found that these ghosts were really all dressed in royal clothes.

There are even elderly ghosts wearing crowns.

Stephanie's heart moved, her eyes began to search among these ghosts, and soon, her pupils were fixed on a middle-aged woman.

Gradually, the fear disappeared from her face, and there were even water marks in her eyes.

"Mother!"

Stephanie looked at a middle-aged woman in the ghost, let go of Roland's hand, and subconsciously took a few steps forward.

But the middle-aged female ghost smiled and shook her head.

Stephanie stopped.

She just fixedly looked at the middle-aged woman, and the time passed little by little.

The ghosts were just watching, they didn't take a step forward.

Stephanie just watched, not wanting to go forward.

Soon, the ghosts gradually disappeared.

The duration of development dust has disappeared.

Stephanie wiped her eyes and returned to Roland.

There was much less fear on her face now.

Roland turned his head and asked, "Do I need to use the development dust again?"

"No." Stephanie shook her head: "I know that my mother is very satisfied here."

"Do you want to keep going?"

Stephanie took the initiative to walk in front, and she said lightly, "I'll lead the way."

Compared with before entering the royal mausoleum, Stephanie now gives people a more calm feeling.

It seems to have a sense of security.

But it's normal to think about it. Almost all of these so-called ghosts are members of the royal family. They may have been the souls of members of the royal family for hundreds or even thousands of years. They are all here.

Her mother is also here.

It's just that Roland finds it strange... So many souls are crowded in one place, why haven't they been taken away by the Underworld God.

Stephanie walked faster and faster.

After crossing several high bridges and climbing several stone steps, when Roland felt that he was about to get lost, the two finally climbed to a platform.

This platform is very large, and only standing here did Roland realize that this platform actually seemed to be the center of the entire royal tomb.

And the 'net' formed by the dense stone bridges around it just blocked it.

From the other side of the road, you can't see here at all.

In the center of the platform, there is a running magic circle.

Although there is magic light, it is cold light... The light does not travel far, and more importantly, the center of this magic circle is lower than the surrounding.

"Payne's legendary necklace is in the center of the magic circle." Stephanie stood in the magic circle and said, "We are usually here when we worship, but most of us don't know this magic. What is the use of the array, it is estimated that the father knows, but he did not tell me."

Roland walked to the magic circle and looked at it carefully.

This magic circle is a very common circle, and the magic circle pattern will gradually become brighter and brighter, as if breathing.

And in the center of the magic circle, there is indeed a necklace made of all-white crystal.

In each crystal particle the size of a thumb, there is a faint cloud of magic power surging.

He watched for a while, and finally found the entry point of the magic circle.

At this moment Stephanie came over, stood beside him, and asked, "Can you see anything?"

"It's a little frowning, but it takes time to confirm." Roland looked around: "Do you still see that glowing female soul now?"

Stephanie shook her head again and again: "I guess she should also be a member of our royal family."

"Hard to say."

Stephanie raised her heart and looked at Roland with questioning eyes.

Crouching down, he touched the magic circle lightly with his fingertips, and a tiny lightning bolt wrapped around Roland's fingers, then quickly disappeared.

He stood up again and said, "There is an aura of evil here, which is exactly the same as the eroded area in your soul, and it is very similar to Peter's, but it is not the same individual."

"What does this mean?"

Stephanie doesn't know much about magic, so she always adheres to the principle of asking if you don't know.

"I don't know what the woman you saw looked like, but I know that she probably came from the same place as the demon Peter provoked."

Stephanie's expression was a little annoyed: "That is to say, these demons are coming to our royal city?"

Guess so!

Roland walked around the magic circle and said, "Now I roughly know what this magic circle is for."

"Oh?"

"It's used to protect the soul, and at the same time isolate it from being detected by the outside world." Roland snorted: "So there are ghosts everywhere in this royal tomb."

Stephanie thought about it and said, "But what is the purpose of this? Another kind of immortality?"

"I guess so." Roland thought for a while and asked, "What's the name of the king who cast the copper door and threw iron blocks into the water?"

"Payne?"

"Hmph, that's true." Roland smiled: "Actually, the trump card and trump card of your royal family are not the exaggerated copper door, nor the iron lumps thrown into the water, but the ghosts of the royal family members in this royal mausoleum. ."

"ghost?"

Roland nodded: "I took a look just now, each of these ghosts has good strength, that is to say, this is a terrible army of ghost professionals, once your royal family is in danger, it is estimated that it is time to release them. already."

Stephanie was stunned for a moment, and then patted her palm suddenly: "As expected of an ancestor, this is a long-term thought."

"However, there is still no way to solve the problem of the erosion area in your soul world." Roland looked at the necklace placed in the magic circle: "This thing is an eye, and it has been providing magic circle energy for a long time. In addition, ordinary people cannot Take it out, the magic circle has its own protective function, it is estimated that the third prince just can't enter the magic circle, so he returned empty-handed. But what I am curious about is that this magic necklace is not a thousand years old, but a few hundred years, even if It is the energy of the magic cube, and it should be used up for such a large magic field, why is it still supplying energy now?"

Stephanie made an apologetic look.

Even Roland didn't know magic knowledge, and it was even less possible for her to know.

"I'll check."

The mage's curiosity was raised, and Roland opened his mental tentacles and stretched out into the eyes of the magic circle.

Soon, more than a dozen mental tentacles were tied to the magic necklace in the middle.

As soon as you touch it, you can feel a constant flow of magic power from the magic necklace.

Roland's mental tentacles reached into the magic necklace, and soon found something strange.

This magic necklace actually comes with a small world of souls.

Moreover, the magic power flows from this small world of souls.

Roland's mental tentacles drilled a hole in the outside of the small world without hesitation, and then poked in.

Then the picture in his mind flashed, and he found that he was standing on a desolate red land.

In front of Roland, there was an old man sitting in a chair, wearing a crown.

And further afield, there is a huge walking demon.

It was twice the size of all the Winged Demons that Roland had ever seen in the Demon Realm.

Even on all fours, his human-shaped upper body is at least six meters high.

The Winged Demon's expression was quite painful. Green blood was flowing all the time on his body. The green blood was still bubbling and flowing to the ground, and then poured into the ground and disappeared.

The outflow of magic power...is it because of this?

Roland looked at the old man.

The old man wearing the crown looked into the distance absentmindedly, and then seemed to sense Roland's gaze, he didn't turn his head, just said simply: "Lu... Erna... Do you still want to fight... me...? "

His voice was hesitant, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't even know how to speak.

Roland answered, "I'm not Rourna, old man, who are you?"

When the old man heard Roland's words, his whole body suddenly trembled, and then he slowly turned his head, his eyes almost completely numb, and came back to life.

"My goddess, she's actually a young outsider."

He looked at Roland with fanatical eyes, and then gradually stood up: "I can't believe it."

Roland keenly found that the old man seemed to be about to cry.

Why was he so excited, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Seeing Roland back away, the old man became anxious: "Don't go, don't go, I don't mean to hurt you, come and chat with me. I haven't chatted with normal people for more than 700 years."

Roland turned his head to look not far away, the one who was bound to the ground and could be said to be 'sleeping', the Winged Demon!

"Old man, who are you?"

"I am the kingdom of France, the seventh king." The old man straightened his golden crown: "Lionheart Payne."

"Penn's Legendary Necklace..."

"I made it." He waved his hand, and a round table and chairs appeared between the two, followed by some fruit wine and cakes: "Young man, tell me, how is the situation outside?"

"Frans is still the most powerful country." Roland sat on the chair and said, "The country is very peaceful now."

"Has the land area expanded?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not be clear?" King Payne was obviously anxious.

"I'm not from France." Roland smiled: "Besides, the royal family has no continuous historical record. I have no idea how big the country of France was hundreds of years ago."

"North to Frost Star Kingdom. West to Elf Forest, south to Orc Red Lake, and east to the sea." Old Payne smiled complacently: "I beat most of them."

"That's a long way off." Roland thought for a while and said, "It's probably only one-third of what you were back then."

"Waste, unfilial, useless things." Old Payne was so angry that his beard almost cocked up when he heard it: "Is it easy for me to conquer such a big country? I'll be emperor soon, if it weren't for the ghosts of the Light God Cult By the way, what is the situation of the Light God Cult now?"

"It's half a kilogram from the Kingdom of France, and it's relatively balanced."

Old Payne sighed: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Old King, you have conquered such a large country. You must be very good at governing the country, and you are also good at fighting." Roland asked.

"Actually, they're all average." Old Payne smiled proudly: "My most powerful magic is magic. The second strongest magician back then was me, Demigod Payne, Lionheart Payne. Every time I fight, I'm fifty The flaming meteors smashed down at the same time, few people can stand it, hahahahaha!"

Demi god!

Roland was surprised.

Looking at Roland's expression, the old Payne felt even more vain, and his laughter became even more arrogant.

Roland couldn't help asking: "So, who is the first?"

"Misra!" Payne's smile was more than half of the same at once: "That bitch is younger than me, but it only took me thirty years to surpass me. The world is really unfair."

Roland felt that he was being shown... he had reached a demigod, which also said that the world was unfair.

In the red magic tower, how many people take legends as their lifelong goals, and they dare not even think about demigods.

Legendary masters such as Elford thought that they would definitely miss the chance to hit the demigods with the dozens or hundreds of years left. Although they were smiling on the surface, they didn't know how desperate they were in their hearts.

"Old King, you are too modest, too much." Roland felt that for the first time he had been suppressed by someone's magical talent.

It feels weird.

Old Payne laughed: "It's okay, you teach you a few tricks to quickly accumulate the upper limit of magic power. Even if you can't be as amazing as me, you're definitely not worse than other geniuses."

Roland's eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh? Hurry up, old man."

"The first method is..." Old Payne was about to tell his own experience, but suddenly remembered something: "Wait, I almost forgot, who are you?"

"Roland. Member of the Red Magic Tower."

"The Red Magic Tower?" Old Payne shook his head: "I haven't heard of it. How did you get into our Royal Tomb of France? Are you an outsider, are you a tomb robber?"

"I'm a mage, not a tomb robber."

"Oh, do you think I'm not a mage?" Old Payne looked contemptuous: "The more powerful mage is, the more like tomb robbing. There is a lot of past knowledge in it. If you can find books or records on magic, you will post it. And Most ancient books can only be understood by powerful mages who are 'literate', so in general, mages like to rob tombs the most."

Roland felt that what he said was reasonable and could not be refuted.

"Forget it, do me a little favor, and I'll teach you how to save the magic limit."

"Please speak." Roland stood up: "Just don't let me kill the gods."