The Truth of Magic

Chapter 616 What do you want to learn?

At this moment, the wooden sword just pointed at Zhao Xu's eyebrows.

It also made him realize once again that all his strength is based on magic.

If someone wants to hit him, the first hurdle is to get past the defense of his intuitive spells, such as "Wings of Asylum".

The second level is to hit him in real existence. Under the blessing of "advanced flashing technique", Zhao Xu can control the time between himself and the spirit world at will, and even stay in the spirit world for a whole round, completely dodging harm. Even if he can't control others, there is only half the chance of hitting him.

The third hurdle is to penetrate his layers of physical defenses. Even if the opponent used the sword at the pinnacle of his life, Zhao Xu still had the opportunity to make up for a wave of modified luck at this time, so that the opponent could make a slight difference.

The fourth level is to break through his last barrier - the star cloak that can reflect and avoid physical damage.

However, in this special "devil king's device", magic is like a castle in the air built by "sand", which is instantly washed away and submerged by the torrent.

Zhao Xu, who had lost all his magic protection, felt for the first time how fragile he was, an ordinary individual who would die if he was injured.

All four levels turned into nothingness.

This is also recognized as the only way for non-mages to fight against mages-cut in and instantly cast "anti-magic field".

Other than that, there is no other way.

"The final scroll."

Speaking of which, the old man Ying Bubai shook his head, as if feeling very emotional.

"After Ernest left this world, I had a slight chance to get his scroll, but I gave up, because if I took that scroll, I lost even the last sliver of justification. The former me Full of self-confidence, I feel that magic is not the end of my life, and I want to create a new world. But this has also become my schizophrenic demon."

"If you can get access to the final scroll, then you are Antinoya's disciple? Are you the esoteric person of this generation? The destined person?"

Immediately, the old man Ying Bubai's gaze at Zhao Xu eased a lot, and he no longer had the sharp edge he had before.

"It seems that even if he comes back, you can hold on for a while. After all, you can be regarded as his next hope."

As he said that, the old man laughed out loud, "It's not good to be a good person, but to be a dog. It's interesting, interesting."

At this moment of life and death, Zhao Xu couldn't help frowning. Who was this old man talking about?

It looked like he was mocking him, but it also seemed like he was mocking himself.

After the horror of life and death, Zhao Xu's heart calmed down at this moment, and he realized that he was still worrying too much.

If he is really killed, there are some people who have a way to retrieve his soul for resurrection. At most, he will feel heartbroken if he loses this equipment.

"What's the matter with the other self that makes you taboo, old man?"

Zhao Xu asked.

He more or less heard that there were two spirits deep in the old man's heart, one was the "big villain" who was a mage, and the other was the old man in front of him who was dressed at the ninth level.

Even now, he doesn't seem to be a good person, he is too murderous.

Immediately afterwards, the old man shook his head and sat down slumped.

He looked at Zhao Xu with more sympathy, "Do you know what is the saddest thing about a genius?"

"Knowing an era, there are existences more genius than myself."

"No." The white-haired old man looked slumped at the ruins around him, no longer in high spirits at first, "It was you who realized that compared with the other party, you have lowered the level of the title of genius, and you can feel it When someone calls you a genius, it is an insult to the other party."

"This is the tragedy of our generation and the mages of the same period as Ernest."

Oh shit!

This is a living fossil!

Zhao Xu was finally shocked at this moment.

He didn't expect that the mage represented by the other half of the old man's soul was actually a mage during the establishment of the ancient magic system.

Although the other party's theory at that time was very simple compared to today's perfect magic theory system.

Just like a physicist in the early twentieth century, when he came to the 21st century, he would be dumbfounded when he saw the development of the entire modern physics system.

However, if this physicist lived from the 20th century to the 21st century, and at the same time was full of energy to study, it would be different.

At least as far as Zhao Xu knew, Cassius, one of the seven giants of the mage association, was not even ranked in the top 20 in the association, but he was able to rank among the best because he was the oldest mage Arthur had verified so far. , personally witnessed the development of the entire magic.

Feelings and the establishment of the Nine Swords System are just the special hobbies of the other party.

"Yes, you can see it too."

"At that time, I was already a legendary mage. Unless I was willing to give up all my previous efforts, even if I climbed to the end, I would only see Ernest's footprints left over the years at the top."

"So after the other party established an empire, I left this world."

"In the end, when I returned to Arthur, I had already become a double elite by relying on the 'mind splitting method'. That is to say, I vacated a career line, and thus promoted the entire Nine Swords step by step with this career line. system development."

As he spoke, the old man took a step forward, "The look in your eyes is only shock, not surprise or doubt."

"Although the double elite profession is not the top secret of this world, there are far more people who know it than those who know the power of iron heart. Is this why I can feel the glow of divine magic on you?"

In an instant, the old man couldn't help but took a step back.

"Are you also a dual elite profession?"

"No." After saying that, Ying Bubai took another step back.

"It's still the most domineering Sinnoh dual cultivator?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xu noticed that the originally cloudy eyes of the white-haired old man became fluorescent, as if they were filled with tears.

"A file scholar! You are already the mirror of Antinoya! Besides Ernest and Antinoya, there is such a combination? How did you find such a magical candidate?"

At this time, the old man seemed to have fallen into a state of madness. He began to scratch his scalp vigorously, as if he had fallen into self-care troubles.

"There must be a secret in you, what is it? It's actually a fog that even legendary mages can't penetrate?"

During the whole process, Zhao Xu didn't know what to say. He could only look at the old man Ying Bubai, and cheered when he found out what was going on, but he fell into the fog again and had nothing to gain.

Like a "madman", dancing with hands and feet.

"Aren't you the same?" Zhao Xu couldn't help pointing out.

"Yeah, me too."

Suddenly, the old man regained his slump, and his mood was extremely unstable, with constant ups and downs.

"It's ridiculous. I always wanted to get rid of Ernest's shadow, but in the end I followed his path and became his shadow."

"I even got the potential point, but he has already left this world, so where can I surpass him?"

Speaking of Ying Bubai, he scratched his head in frustration, "No matter what, I can't master all the spells like Ernest. This must be the mystery of the eleventh and twelve ring spells, I knew it, I knew it……"

"You're not crazy at all, and you're not schizophrenic."

Suddenly, Zhao Xu pointed out as if he had seen through everything, "The other mage personality you mentioned is simply your imagination, you are still you."

Suddenly, the old man's movement of twisting and tearing his scalp stopped.

He looked at Zhao Xu with surprised but frustrated eyes.

"Why, do you want to point it out?"

At this time, the eyes of the old man became sharp and murderous, and his posture, which was still muddled, instantly became extremely shrewd.

"Over the years, dozens of hopeful young people like you have come in one after another. It's a pity. They all played this game with me, and even became addicted, and eventually became my puppets."

As he spoke, the old man pointed upwards.

At this time, the mysterious darkness that the original dark vision could not penetrate dissipated, revealing the real scene of the dome above, dozens of hundreds of cocoons, each with a pair of legs hanging from the outside.

"Some young people keep teasing and lying to me, asking me to impart profound knowledge to them; there are also some who are determined to avenge me. But, from the beginning to the end, there is no one like you who looks like you have no desires and desires."

As he spoke, the old man stood up, and if his body was as straight as a green pine, he immediately stood up.

"Mages, double elites, archivists, supermagic envoys, final scrolls, potential points, spell guardians... no wonder they all bother to ask me for help."

"You have too many things on you, and you still want Nine Swords?"

Just as he finished speaking, the old man Ying Bubai covered his face with his hands, "No, if that's the case, maybe you can really defeat Ernest."

"I couldn't beat him, but my perfect student beat him, or it would be a great thing not to do."

"That's right, how can I be such a genius, that I can think of such an exquisite method? A person who cannot salvage traces in the long river of fate cannot be targeted from the perspective of fate. No matter how powerful Ernest is, he cannot These pieces that jump off the board are included in the calculation."

At this moment, the old man's decibels are gradually increasing, as if he has found the true meaning of life again, and the setbacks he suffered before are not worth mentioning at this moment.

Even when Zhao Xu pointed out that he was pretending to be crazy, he didn't care at all.

Everything, at this moment, returns to normal.

Zhao Xu had already felt that the surrounding environment was silently evolving. As if thousands of years had passed, the mottled stones on the wall fell silently.

The old man's outer skin was also falling off bit by bit, and a faint spot of light gradually appeared, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The other party looked at Zhao Xu kindly, "Tell me, what do you want to learn? I can help you."