Chapter 887 The biggest enemy of the magician is only the magician
Chapter 887 The greatest enemy of a magician is only the magician
Rajesh suddenly remembered something he had encountered in his three-year reincarnation a long time ago.
From the time he fell into reincarnation to the time he understood the music master's intentions, there was actually a period of 'rebellion'.
To put it simply, because he is trapped in reincarnation and is being punished, he wants to let other immortals take the initiative to make mistakes and create sins. In this way, when the one-year free period ends, the other person will naturally fall into reincarnation and suffer.
I'm not doing well, why are you doing better than me?
I made a mistake, why can you still answer correctly?
People who think like this are the mainstream among reincarnation people, not only because human nature is inherently evil, but also because being a flattering traitor can make life more comfortable in reincarnation, but it is those loyal ministers who advise the immortals.
, will basically be sentenced to death by the angry immortals - from this perspective, loyal ministers may be more likely to increase the sins of the immortals than treacherous ministers.
Rajesh's real transformation came from reincarnation.
In that reincarnation, the Immortal was a cursed elf. She was not actually a bad person. She just wanted the world to revolve around her. There were many handsome guys who liked her, everything went smoothly, and everything she wanted could be obtained by everyone.
Everyone prefers themselves.
She was very polite at first and would not make any excessive demands. She would also care about other people's feelings and treat everyone equally. But under the deliberate guidance of Rajesh and other reincarnations, she gradually let go of her desires.
, began to disregard the personal dignity of others, and began to indulge in the pleasure of power.
In order to make her make more mistakes, Rajesh even tried to develop other desires in her, letting her enjoy the painful screams of others, the joy of sadism, and the joy of trampling on the dignity of others. Human nature cannot withstand temptation, and she soon cursed
The elf plays more and more freely, gradually not treating people as human beings, and even reaches the point where he doesn't mind being naked in front of others - it's not that he has no sense of shame, but the sense of shame is that for the same kind, you would mind being naked in toys or
Are cats naked in front of dogs?
The turning point happens when someone dies.
When the cursed elf saw the corpse, she was stunned and knelt down beside her, staring blankly.
The exclusive world of the immortals is good at everything, but there is only one thing that cannot satisfy the immortals: resurrection. In fact, the operation of resurrection is very simple. After all, the dead are all reincarnations, just pinch them out again, but for some reason the music master is
Not allowed to resurrect.
Rajesh thought it was the first time she saw a dead person, so she was frightened, and she would recover. But the cursed elf locked herself up for a few days, and when Rajesh saw her again, her first words were, '
sorry'.
In the following time, the cursed elf no longer lets the world surround him, nor does he need others to like him. Instead, he apologizes to those he has hurt and atones for his sins, and tries to find ways to let them live a happy life.
The first person the Curse Elf redeemed was Rajesh. Rajesh could have stayed away from her and spent time in this reincarnation world waiting for the end of his sentence, but he suddenly had a brain twitch and said he wanted to stay next to her and see her.
Do you really want to atone for your sins?
So Rajesh has been accompanying the Curse Elf to beg others for forgiveness, and occasionally offers advice and help. When the free period of the Curse Elf ended, Rajesh's heart also quietly changed.
There will always be a very small number of pure saints and pure evildoers. They cannot be educated and do not need education. They are completed products when they are born. But most people living between heaven and earth are stubborn stones where good and evil coexist.
Kuchiki, they will have unspeakable evil desires, but occasionally pure kindness will burst out.
Words, family, school and even social education cannot completely eradicate the evil thoughts in people's hearts. At most, they can only suppress them. But the magician is a free existence from the moment he is born. There are no shackles that can restrain the magician. When the magician's evil thoughts break out, he will inevitably
It will create more horrific man-made disasters.
The method of Eternal Paradise is to let the immortals take the initiative to release their evil thoughts, and then change their roles to make them reincarnations who bear evil thoughts.
It's not suppression, it's not guidance, it's understanding.
Realize that your evil thoughts are real, realize that there will always be people stronger than yourself, and realize that there will always be people weaker than yourself.
Realize that the magician is always a human being.
If you don't want to bear the evil thoughts of the superior, then you should not be cruel to the inferior.
The Music Master has not given any guidance from beginning to end, nor does he require you to believe in the Music Master. Even if you still refuse to repent after your reincarnation sentence, there will be no problem. It is just the first time that the Music Master has issued a mission in Eternal Paradise, even if it is marked as close to
There is a 100% mortality rate, but all the legendary magicians who meet the conditions signed up without hesitation, and Rajesh still managed to get this spot.
The current world is the eternal paradise of magicians. Magicians want and ask for all living beings without respect, and evil thoughts are rampant. The God Lord is also encouraging this atmosphere, tacitly assuming that superiors and subordinates are superior and inferior.
What a magician was like ten thousand years ago is what a magician will be like one year from now.
Blood Moon, Stars, Senluo, Earth Abyss, Gospel, although the countries are different, in the final analysis they are just urging people to become magicians, and urging magicians to become consumables.
But the owner of the music was different, and the paradise kingdom that lasted for 1668 years was also different.
It is true that the strong can exploit the weak, and people cannot understand each other, but maybe it is time to make a change.
Maybe everything is whimsical, but the most basic belief of a magician is to believe in miracles.
Rajesh turned his head and glanced at the other side of the city, lowered his head slightly, then raised his head and looked at the falling fifth hell.
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"Under normal circumstances, the magician's virtual wings can only withstand the first four levels of hell." Wei Xiyouyou said: "Except for one situation."
Ash: "What's going on?"
"Of course it was other forces that helped him endure the fifth hell." Wei Xi rolled his eyes at Ash.
Ash looked confused: "Can other people interfere in the promotion ceremony?"
"When the promotion ceremony begins, the Road to Origin has already been closed inside and out. Although we can see it, it is impossible to affect the inside of the Road to Origin." Vichy said: "Although others cannot help, he can create a helper.
Wei Xi said: "Demigod has two meanings. One is that after a magician is promoted, the combat power of a single person is close to that of a god; the other meaning is that only mortals with gods can pass the promotion ceremony."
"However, except for a few lucky ones who can obtain the gods on their own," Wei Xi glanced at Ash, "most magicians want to obtain the gods. The only way is to win the favor of the god and let the god grant the gods."
"So you understand, right? It's different from the first to fourth floors. If you want to climb to the fifth floor, your own strength is not critical. The key is whether you are willing to be a dog for the God Lord!"
In fact, the name demigod is not common. For the five-winged magician, more people know him as the angel under the Lord of God!
"When there are too many people with dogs, dog names become people's names." Vichy sneered.
"But you must not be a dog. After all, there is not a single god in your temple." Ashus asked curiously: "How did you get through this?"
"Soul Faction." Wei Xi said calmly: "My soul is strong enough to carry the first level of hell alone, and Void Wings can carry the second, third, fourth, and fifth levels. But in order to strengthen the soul to that level in the mortal stage... you
You should be able to tell how much effort I put in from the Ghost Manual."
Killing all living beings and plundering the world.
A doubt in Ash's mind was also solved: he never understood why Vichy went on a killing spree after becoming a Sanctuary legend. She could obviously get what she wanted through gentler means instead of acting like a madman.
She is still the enemy of the whole world. But if killing the world is her main mission, then everything makes sense.
"You just said that he can create...?"
"That's right." Wei Xi nodded slightly: "There are two ways for gods to be born, one is natural birth, and the other is artificial creation. And the magician in the four-wing balancing stage is the existence closest to nature, and it is very possible
Based on the insights, the existing magic spirits can be directly sublimated into new gods."
"And this is also the most orthodox way of advancement - creating gods, carrying hell, and stepping into the realm of gods."
"Wait a minute." Ashi found a loophole: "But isn't there six levels of hell? Can gods carry two levels of hell?"
Wei Xi blinked: "Ah, don't you know? Although there are six hells, the sixth hell is just like the top of Ruby Mountain. It seems to exist but can never be reached. So it appears in the promotion ceremony.
There are only five hells."
There are only five levels of the six levels of hell, which is very reasonable.
Ash looked up at the falling fifth level of hell: "Is it possible for him to create gods?"
"I can't do it anyway." Vichy said calmly: "At that time, my mind was overwhelmed by the flood of knowledge and the pressure of hell. It was very difficult to even stay awake, let alone create gods."
"What magicians don't lack most is miracles."
boom!
With the silent superposition, the light and shadow of Rajesh's soul body exploded again! And when he re-condensed his soul body, there was no way to stop the accelerated fall from the fifth hell!
At this moment, a voice sounded softly in everyone's hearts:
"The slightest dust and mist can also benefit the mountains and seas. The last light of a firefly can hope to brighten the sun and the moon."
An orange light and shadow appeared below Rajesh's soul.
The magicians were stunned.
Even the demons raised their eyebrows.
When the light and shadow dissipated, its appearance came into view: a ribbon-like orange dress tied around the waist, wearing only a black bra on its upper body, long snake-like pink hair hanging down its shoulders, holding a blunderbuss in each hand.
There are five lightning-shaped wings on its back.
Although it is extremely gorgeous and beautiful, just looking at it makes the souls of the magicians tremble, and the magic spirits in the body are even more trembling and dare not make mistakes!
"It's really true..." Wei Xi was so shocked that his pupils suddenly shrank.
"The God of Guns..." Ya Xiu murmured: "And it's of the opposite sex? Is it the original one, or did it change during sublimation?"
The substitute magic spirit in his soul shook his head when he heard this and fell asleep.
But no matter what, Rajesh finally succeeded in creating a new god. In this way, there is no obstacle to him from the realm of gods——
"It's the God of Gunsling!"
"Whoever stops him will die!"
"This spirit should belong to me!"
At this moment, many phantoms suddenly appeared from the bottom of the first level of hell. They melted as quickly as the snow in early spring and winter since they appeared, but this did not affect their determination to attack the gunsmith god at all!
Rajesh and the God of Gunshu were almost stunned. When they tried to fight back, the God of Gunshu had been severely injured and was even restrained by several shackles and vines and was unable to move!
At the same time, Le Hao in the distance did not hesitate to pluck out the second orange feather and blow it. In the next moment, countless streams of light penetrated the path of origin, shooting through the rapidly melting shadows!
"It's not a rootless duckweed!? Hey, wait a minute..."
"Haha, you're too weak, you're too weak. How dare you interfere with the path of origin with such little means? This god belongs to me, and I said that even the Lord of Gods can't keep it!"
The orange stream of light condensed by consuming feathers could only scatter a small part of the shadows, but more shadows still came forward to attack the gunman god, vowing to drag it into hell!
The tightly bound God of Gunshu turned his head and glanced at Rajesh's light and shadow. Rajesh nodded with a smile, and then an orange light curtain lit up on the God of Gunshu. With the sound of a gunshot, countless brilliance exploded, and the God
Nirvana disappears!
"Tsk, so decisive."
"Slip away."
"Damn it, give me a little more time and I can completely suppress the thoughts of the gods..."
With waves of annoyed complaints, the phantoms fled back to hell like crows.
The whole process took no more than ten seconds, and no one could react.
Ya Xiu stared at this scene blankly, his lips trembling: "Those are..."
"Wild dogs, crows, beasts, ghouls, or you can also call them demigods." Vichy said calmly:
"I have said that the greatest enemy of a magician is only the magician."
Ash could hardly keep calm: "Didn't you say that others can't enter the Path of Origin!?"
"Yes." Vichy said: "But those guys are on the path of origin. They live in hell."
"However, it is not without cost for them to do so. Even if they just enter the origin road from hell, their fifth virtual wings will continue to be consumed and even their souls will be damaged. If they are injured, it will be even more troublesome. The soul body is worse than that of a mortal.
The body is much more difficult to treat."
"So unless there is great benefit, they will not come out for no reason." Vichy said: "But robbing a newborn god undoubtedly fits the description of 'great benefit'."
"Originally, you only need to create gods to be promoted to demigods, but as there are more magicians, this difficulty naturally arises. They look at the newborn gods, and the magicians are not familiar with the gods before they come to fight for them. If there is a god to protect or magicians
Having already taken charge of the gods, they will definitely not dare to act rashly. In the final analysis, they are a group of vultures who bully the weak and fear the strong."
She paused: "I have been this kind of ghoul for a while, but the efficiency was too low, and I was not interested in staying in one place for too long. I gave up after trying two times without success."
"I already hate you, you don't need to arouse my hatred for you like this." Ashiu said.
"Do you think I care?" Wei Xi replied lightly: "No matter what I do, you won't like it."
Feili and Niya turned around after hearing this and gave Wei Xi a strange look.
However, the magicians are all watching the sky quietly, waiting for the loser to end.
The five hells were still falling at an accelerating rate. Rajesh turned his head to look at the direction where the orange stream of light was coming from, clasped his hands in prayer, and said softly:
"Lord, Rajesh bless you to reach the highest level."
boom!
Ash and the others saw Rajesh being smashed to the ground by the hell, but there was no shock wave or big explosion. The hell disappeared in the next second, and the covered golden rain also reappeared.
But in the open space in the center of the building, a small ruby mountain appeared.
It's like a tomb.
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