Mythological origins

"You guys..."

Hearing that Ye Dexian in front of him was slandering the dark magic that he had devoted so much effort to, Como subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he was about to say the words, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and finally took it back.

Some of the most primitive structures and ideas of black magic were indeed obtained by Como by sacrificing an existence named Bai.

But after hundreds of years of transformation and dozens of painstaking iterations, the current black magic has no resemblance to the original structure.

Even the most basic things have been reconstructed twice.

"You said black magic is not a good thing..."

"Do you know its origin?!"

Como knew that Bai Mo was right in front of him, but he was just using an extremely mysterious way to reduce his sense of existence to a very low level, so he asked Ye Dexian this question specifically.

"I originally agreed not to mention that person's affairs again, but now that you have entered the seventh-level circle, it is not a big problem to know some inside information."

In order to dissuade Como from giving up black magic, Ye Dexian even temporarily lowered his tone and prepared to tell some secrets, hoping that the other party would really listen and not cause unbearable trouble for humans.

"..."

"Master Ye, long time no see."

A cold voice came into Ye Dexian's ears.

"Why... why are you back?!" Ye Dexian couldn't help but stumbled when he heard this voice.

"It's you! Bai Mo!! You came out of the Ring of Time?!"

It wasn't until the man in white, whose presence was extremely low in his eyes, spoke that Ye Dexian realized the other person's existence.

"Dark Magic...Como...Kirkov is right, they are indeed your pawns."

When Ye Dexian saw Bai Mo, he recalled his previous exchange with Kirkov, the former speaker of the Imperial Parliament, and instantly guessed many things.

…

Time goes back more than ten years.

In a certain world of Great Thousand Leaders, there is an underground castle that is said to be haunted.

"Speaker Kirkov, you are hiding so deep that it is very difficult for me to find you..." A young man in green clothes stood next to a coffin and said in a sinister tone.

Contained in this completely sealed coffin is the still-living former Speaker of the Imperial Parliament, the seventh-level True Immortal Kirkov.

"Master Ye, don't say that, I am no longer the Speaker."

"It looks like you were seriously injured. Even your body had to be put into the moon coffin for repair."

"No way, I found out later that Como had already awakened two powers when he became an immortal."

"Double gods... no wonder..."

Miraculous power is a special ability that extraordinary people have the opportunity to awaken after reaching the seventh level.

Miraculous abilities are often extremely powerful, mostly related to time and space, and for true immortals, supernatural abilities are like instincts. The cost of activation is very low, and the bonus to combat power is terrifying.

"You said...does he...have any supernatural powers?"

After the concept of the supernatural appeared, this problem arose.

Because Bai Mo never mentioned anything magical from beginning to end.

It seems unreasonable given his name-crazy personality.

"have no idea."

"But does he still need it?"

"..."

"Perhaps his supernatural power is some kind of curse?"

Kirkov recalled that two hundred years ago, shortly after he returned from the Chen Realm, he began to be a little obsessed with looking for the mysterious existence called the Historical Text.

He kept sending people desperately, and even went into battle himself, sending clones to try to sneak into Daochen Realm again.

Completely ignoring the dissuasion of others, and almost ignoring government affairs, he completely abandoned his cultivation, and all his thoughts inexplicably fell on the historical text.

After many years of wasted time, Kirkov spent a lot of money to find a fragment of the historical text from the chaotic world of Daochen.

It was precisely because of standing still for a long time that he, a veteran true immortal with magical powers, was caught up and injured by the latecomer Como, who robbed him of the treasured historical fragments.

And it was only after he lost the fragments of the historical text and was forced to hide in the leading ship far away from the center to recuperate that he slowly came back to his senses.

Kirkov looked at his original behavior as if he was possessed.

Therefore, he is different from the new generation of true immortals. He firmly believes that Bai Mo, who has not been heard from for two hundred years, is not dead.

Most of the established true immortals who once lived in his shadow believed that Bai Mo was not really dead, but some people felt that he had failed in overcoming the tribulation and had stayed in Daochen Realm forever.

As for those who came later, they lived in an environment that was almost completely "de-whitened" and knew almost nothing about him. Except for a very few people like Como who were lucky enough to do it, they basically didn't care about it.

After hundreds of years of deliberate forgetfulness, the public has long been unable to find any effective information about Bai Mo. The humans who left together that year, even third-level beings with nearly three hundred lifespans, all died at the end of their lives.

Those who do not enter the fifth level will almost all turn into the dust of history.

Now Kirkov not only does not hate Como for taking everything from him, but is also quite grateful to him for saving him from being possessed.

Otherwise, he is likely to continue to be possessed by the devil, continue to waste time, and completely become a tool for searching for the so-called "historical text."

"Mysterious, it is really a power beyond imagination. It can actually make people become possessed without even realizing it..."

…

"It's been two hundred years. Even after two reincarnations, it's time to wake up. Is it possible that it's really..."

Although Ye Dexian didn't quite believe that a generation of outstanding people whose shadows had shrouded the world for hundreds of years would die quietly like this.

But what if.

"He's definitely not dead."

"Do you have evidence?!"

"He's probably just trapped."

During these years, although Kirkov stopped practicing due to being possessed by demons, he never missed class except for the study of historical texts. During these years of seclusion and sorting out memories, he gradually formed a guess by interpreting the information in the fragments of historical texts - Bai Mo was probably trapped in an unknown existence called the Ring of Time.

"Trapped? Could it be that he was overturned by the natives of Daochen Realm back then?"

Ye Dexian still remembers that two hundred years ago, when a group of their clones left the Daochen Realm, Bai Mo completely suppressed the real immortal on the opposite side and fought. In the end, he reopened the world with a move, killing the sky and the earth in darkness.

"I suspect that he is seizing the heaven of that world, and the heaven of the Chen world wants to assimilate him to improve his status.

"..."

If he hadn't heard this from Kirkov himself, he would probably have regarded it as a story spouted by some blowhards.

"Do you know about black magic?" After a long silence, Ye Dexian decided to change the topic.

"I know, it's something created by the Magic Guild, a group of guys who don't care about life and death. They even dare to use his power."

The concept of black magic was first proposed by Como, the president of the Magic Guild.

According to him, there is a kind of existence called "dark energy" in the void. Through certain special methods, these "dark energy" can be mobilized for one's own use.

This special way of mobilizing "dark energy" was named black magic by him.

Cuomo has a big idea.

He wants to build a giant structure called the Magic Network, so that countless people can have access to the great black magic, and also allow more mortals to have the opportunity to touch the extraordinary.

"His power?"

"Black magic is like a solar panel, which receives the light and heat unconsciously emitted by the sun and turns it into electrical energy that can be used by itself."

"But what if...just what if, the sun actually has a will of its own?"

"Taiyang, are you referring to him?" Ye Dexian reacted instantly.

Anyone who has experienced the scene hundreds of years ago will never forget the True Yang Star King who swallowed the sun and then transformed into the Great Sun.

"That's just my guess."

"What black magic captures is most likely the power he exudes unconsciously..."

"You try to close off other senses and then spread your spiritual thoughts to the limit?" Kirkov continued what he said before.

"What will I see?"

Although with the power of a true immortal, his spiritual thoughts are enough to cover an entire Daqian leader ship, he will not be able to "see far and wide" like this all day long on weekdays. The observation range is usually at most one or two hundred kilometers around.

"In the very far distance, you will see a very dark star that emits gray-white light. It is so dark that it is difficult to detect it if I don't concentrate all my attention."

"Can't find it."

"..."

"Are you trying to use this method to visualize the starry sky at the same time?" Kirkov thought for a few seconds and suddenly understood the reason.

Ye Dexian took over the meditation method suspiciously.

To be fair, as a veteran digger, he generally didn't like to touch things of unknown origin.

But somehow, this time, the body reacted faster than the brain. It took over the visualization method with one hand, and opened the pages one by one to observe the contents.

…

After half a cup of tea.

"I saw the star."

"It's white and misty. It looks like it's infinitely far away from me, but it also seems like I can grab it as soon as I reach out."

"Congratulations, you have mastered black magic." Kirkov said with a mechanical smile.

"Are you cheating on me?!"

Black magic.

White stars.

True Yang Star Lord.

Putting these three words together, Ye Dexian suddenly woke up from the fog.

I understand what I just visualized!

"What did I just do?!" Kirkov woke up and finally realized that something was wrong with him.

"Leave this thing to me." After clarifying the situation and barely suppressing his anger, Ye Dexian threw the idea back to Kirkov.

"Unexpectedly, I have been in self-isolation for twenty years, but I still haven't gotten rid of this mental pollution. Fellow Daoist Ye, I owe you a favor this time."

"You're not hiding in the coffin just to heal your wounds?"

"His body has been successfully advanced and transformed into a star that exists in a special space. It is a strange star that can only be observed after being introduced to black magic. However, his self-awareness is still trapped. Inside the Ring of Time.

Essentially, it should be the unconscious mental pollution of Lord Zhenyang..."

Kirkov actually doesn't know whether this kind of mental pollution is a kind of supernatural, or whether it is just a huge gap in pure realm.

"In other words, is that star still an unconscious body?"

"Not entirely. There may still be a very weak consciousness left."

"How do you know this?"

"Don't forget, a part of the historical text has been in my hands for hundreds of years."

The existence of the "historical text" is not a secret among the real high-ranking officials of the empire. After all, it is a strange treasure that Kirkov has been obsessed with for more than a hundred years, and everyone has heard of it more or less.

"..."

When Ye Dexian saw Bai Mo, he suddenly remembered something that made him very angry.

After meeting Kirkov, he found that he was also mentally polluted during the visualization process. In order to get rid of the shadow of Bai Mo in his mind, he had to hide and treat it.

This delay lasted for almost ten years.

As a result, not long after he came out of seclusion, he ran into the real owner directly, and ten years of hard work were in vain.

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