My Empire

"Uh... I'm sorry, a little misunderstanding... You said..." Chris coughed awkwardly, then said to Lonsadre.

Lonsadre snorted, and then said: "Under normal circumstances, I only need to inject about one thousandth of the magic breath contained in a bottle of magic supplement liquid into your body, and your body will react."

"The specific reaction basically depends on the individual's talent. After all, this is a test in the early childhood stage. Adults can also perform this test, but it is more troublesome. After all, many adults have a magical physique, but they have missed the age of learning magic. "He looked at Chris and said.

"You... well, let me talk about your condition carefully. Your body, I first injected a bottle of magic replenishing liquid with the magical aura, but there was no response, then I increased it a bit, probably increased to a normal The total amount of magical aura in the magic apprentice." He explained carefully, trying to make Chris understand his situation.

In fact, Chris had probably understood what had just happened, and he had probably understood it from the time the Grand Magister Lonsadre said the word "infusion".

He had been living in the forbidden domain before and had not been exposed to magic, so the magic tree in his body did not have "nutrients" to sprout and broke out of the ground.

Because he was afraid of being assassinated, he had never approached a magical place. He has never been to the Veronsa area. So he hasn't had any problems, until just now, Lonsadre injected him with magical energy!

"To be honest, your magic capacity is already big enough to shock me. I want to fill your body with magic, but I found that my own magic power is not enough." Sure enough, Lonsadre Then it proved Chris's guess.

The majestic magical energy of a great magister is like the ocean. Once it is poured into Chris' body, the dormant magic tree will take root and thrive.

Then, no matter how much magical energy Lonsadre injected, it was completely absorbed by this big tree, and it didn't even enter Chris' body...

Therefore, the test just failed, Chris did not accept the real test, and Lonsadre was also deceived by the magic tree that he did not understand and never knew existed.

"After I consumed about one-third of the magical energy in my body, you still have no signs of exploding... This shows that your basic magic storage ability is no longer the same as mine." He said depressedly. What happened just now. He tried to fill Chris with magical energy, but found that the bottle of Chris was much larger than the bottle he used to pour water.

"It's okay. I may be a magic genius." Chris said eagerly.

In fact, Chris felt a little regretful, after all, as Lonsadre just said, he only used about one-third of his magical energy reserve. Chris felt that if Lonsadre was a little stupid and used all his magical energy to instill in Chris's body, Chris might directly open up the second channel of Ren and Du, oh no, he would have opened up the two big trees in his body.

It's good now, most of the big trees about magic are unusable at all, and most of the branches of the trees related to the fusion of magic and technology are gray and cannot be opened.

"If you have one thousandth of my magic volume, you can say that you are a genius... Your Majesty Chris, you are a monster, or that you are a huge problem!" Lonsadre analyzed seriously Tao.

He looked at Chris seriously again, and stretched out two fingers: "I think you may be a stronger existence than the Great Magister."

"Are you saying... Dharma Sage, or Dharma God?" Chris thought of the plot of the novel in his mind, and laughed and joked.

"Very good adjective, you might really be a Dharma Sage, or a Dharma God, a God of Magic!" Lonsadre nodded in agreement, and sternly made Chris a little flustered.

"Or!" Ignoring Chris' panic, he continued: "You may be a forbidden realm! Your body is a forbidden realm. In your body, any magic energy will be swallowed or obliterated."

"It seems that you are more inclined to the second possibility?" Chris stared at Lonsadre and asked curiously.

Lonsadre nodded and admitted: "Yes, I prefer the second explanation. Because I don't feel the existence of magic affinity in you. A person who can hold countless magical energy, but No magic can be used. This is simply a blasphemy against... the Dharma Sage, or the Dharma God."

As a great magician, he can tolerate the fact that Chris is a magician, and he can also accept the fact that the magician was beaten to the ground by a mortal, but he absolutely cannot tolerate that a person who can't magic becomes a magical god. ...

It is as if one's own ideals have been trampled on, as if one's idol has been given to ooxx. It is like a general abandoning the position that he is holding. It is like a nun insulting the God in her heart.

"Then I'm a magic waste..." Chris felt that he could still be rescued. He saw cars speeding on the road and spaceships flying in space. Chris said that he still flew to himself. More interested.

Probably just imagine nothing. The ancients imagined that one day they could fly in the sky and run on the ground without riding a horse. But after seeing all this, modern people began to fantasize about fantasy masters like Flying Sword and Slashing Immortals and Splitting Mountains with a palm.

Although, in the imagination of most human beings, the unrealistic powers they imagined are even inferior to the current large-yield nuclear weapons, or genetic weapons, chemical weapons, and bacterial weapons.

Chris probably also has this illusion, so instead of using nuclear deterrence to protect himself, he is more willing to make himself a powerful magician.

"At least, you are not an ordinary mortal." Lonsadre comforted Chris with some regret. After all, compared to the large amount of magical aura he consumed, Chris, a poor man like Chris who can only come home empty-handed in Baoshan, is indeed worthy of comfort.

Then, suddenly, the great magister realized something, looked at Chris curiously, and slowly asked, "What did you just say?"

"What did I just say?" Chris asked in a puzzled way: "I just said... Then I'm a magical cripple?"

"Not this sentence! A little bit ahead!" Lonsadley had a smirk on his face, looking disrespectful.

"A little bit ahead? What did I say? The Sacred Law?" Chris said he was innocent.

"No, go ahead! Go ahead!" Lonsadre obviously didn't intend to let Chris go, and continued to ask.

Chris thought for a while, then continued to ask: "Want to go further? I might be a magic genius?"

Lonsadre continued to shake his head.

"The sentence I interrupted you?" Chris flushed.

"It's almost done, move on!" Lonsadre continued to shake his head.

"Sorry, I have someone I like...this sentence?" Chris asked embarrassedly.

"The sentence at the end of this sentence!" Lonsadre said that I knew you wanted to fool me, but I just didn't give you this opportunity.

"Didn't I interrupt you after this sentence?" Chris refused to admit it.

"I seemed to hear someone say, ‘I would prefer Miss Vivienne to have any thoughts about my body’..." Lonsadre bared his old teeth and said with a hey smile.

"Did you misheard..." Chris continued to deny it.

Lonsadre suddenly narrowed his smile, and sighed with a pity: "Oh, I thought you like Vivienne very much, but she is a very nice little girl. You two are quite suitable together. ."

"For the magician, it's not a problem to be a hundred or so years older than you. Maybe you have to die in front of him... and Vivian learns magic very quickly, and he can maintain his appearance at a young age To the point of...a beauty who won't get old, you won't be tempted?" This old glass suddenly evolved into a Yue Lao, which made Chris a little uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, the grand magister-level Yuelao continued to behave in a good manner: "You represent Ailan Hill, and she can also represent Grecan. This marriage may become the greatest love story in the world."

I thought about Vivienne's wonderful figure and that beautiful face... Chris swallowed, it was difficult to control some of his body changes. He is a humanoid self-propelled plotter. In theory, he is still a virgin, and he is also a shy virgin with full house attributes.

Then, in the next second, Chris remembered Vivienne's endless chatter, whose demand never appeared. Then he glanced at Lonsadre, who praised Vivienne, the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a salesperson selling faulty TV sets...

"That..." Chris interrupted Lonsadre softly.

Lonsadley stopped curiously, staring at Chris and waiting for him to speak.

Chris thought for a while, organized his own language, and tentatively asked: "You don't dislike Vivien, so you deal with her to me?"

That's right, this second Chris Steel is a straight man possessed, unparalleled hard, straight and upright.

"Oh..." Lonsadley, who was still a little excited just now, looked like someone who came by, stretched out his hand and patted Chris on the shoulder, and said sympathetically: "You are still too young... Your Majesty, you are still too young. ! It will be fine in a few years, really, don’t be too sad."—

There will be another update in the second half of the night, so let's watch it tomorrow...These chapters let everyone smile, which is to ease the atmosphere, it is too heavy, not good, hehehehe