The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the ceiling of a stone round tower, accompanied by a low and hoarse groan.
After a while, there were hurried footsteps again, and soon after, a young voice appeared: "Instructor, what's wrong with you? What happened?" There was deep worry in the voice.
"Hurry and help me into the tower, I want to take a rest." The voice was weak.
"Okay, tutor, I'll help you up. Slow down, slow down, we'll be there soon...be careful..."
The sound became lower and lower, and finally disappeared in the round tower.
The black forest has returned to calm.
In the tower, a young man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old carefully helped the weak and tired black magic master Hagues to go down the spiral.
Hagers looked very embarrassed, his hair was disheveled, his steps were sloppy, his eyes were unfocused, and even his previously full head of black hair had turned gray.
"Teacher, what happened?" the young man asked.
"Don't ask any questions, just help me into the tower." Hagers didn't want to say more. A great magician with a great reputation was treated like this by a few guys who just graduated from the magic academy. He had no shame to say it.
.
"Okay, mentor, I won't ask anymore." The young man nodded.
This young man had gray-white hair, dark blue eyes, deep eye sockets, and a hooked nose. He had the utmost respect for Hagers' demeanor.
He was an orphan taken in by Hagers, named Hines. He stayed in this round tower for five years, playing the dual role of servant and disciple.
After a while, Haines helped Hagers into the bedroom, half-supporting and half-hugging Hagers to lie down on the bed: "Tutor, slow down, slow down."
"Mentor, what else do you need?" Hines asked.
"Go to the alchemy room. Get the bottle of potion with the red label, and hurry up." Hagers took a few breaths. He felt like he had a splitting headache. His whole head was in a state of numbness, and there were bursts of noise in front of his eyes.
It's dark, everything looks like a ghost.
The sequelae of magic backlash are getting more and more serious. Hagers has rich experience and knows that the symptoms of backlash this time are so severe that rest alone is useless and must be suppressed with the help of medicine.
"Okay, mentor." Hines respectfully exited the bedroom.
"Hurry up!" Hagers urged.
"Yes, mentor."
Seeing his adopted disciple bowing, lowering his head, and exiting the bedroom with respect, Hagers was still very satisfied.
This disciple has been taken in for five years. He was a child in a village in Xidis. He had just tested the power of a magic in that village. After the test, he unexpectedly saw that this kid was still alive. He suddenly got up.
Interested, I brought him back.
For five years, he had always been in awe of himself, which made Hagers very satisfied. The only drawback was that this boy was too curious. He always secretly read his magic books.
Thinking of this, Hagers couldn't help but sneer: "Little guy, you want to learn magic from me. What a delusion. Those books are full of traps. If you want to learn, I will let you learn and let you know the disadvantages of curiosity, haha...
…hiss~headache. This Russell deserves to go to hell!”
While the black magician was cursing his enemy with the most vicious words in the world, Haines ran in quickly, holding carefully in both hands the bottle of mental repair potion that he had spent a lot of money to refine.
"Teacher, your medicine." Hines walked up to the bedside, knelt on the ground, and held the medicine bottle above his head.
"Don't you see that I have no strength? Pour it into a bowl and feed it to me." Hagers was in a bad mood and lectured him angrily. After the lecture was over, he gasped for air again.
"Yes, the disciple is wrong." Heins immediately followed the instructions, poured the dark blue viscous potion in the bottle into the bowl, then half sat on the bed, holding Heges' body with one hand and half holding the potion in the other hand, slowly
Pour it into Hagers mouth.
Hagers took a sip slowly and felt that the taste was correct, so he put down his little wariness and started drinking.
After drinking for a while, he scolded: "Don't shake your hands, don't spill the medicine."
"Teacher, I was wrong." Hines' voice was low and trembling slightly. He tried his best to suppress the shaking of his arms.
Hagers continued to take a sip, and suddenly felt something was wrong. The taste of the medicine was right, but the effect after entering the stomach was wrong. A real mental recovery medicine, once drank into the stomach, the mind will be much clearer. Why is this not effective?
?
"No, this kid is going to hurt me!" Hagers reacted quickly and pushed hard with his hand to push away the medicine bowl in Hines' hand.
In the end, he failed. Hines' hand remained motionless and he still poured the medicine into Hagers' mouth.
"Cough...cough!" Hagers coughed repeatedly, and a magical light appeared on his hand. It was a third-level ablation technique!
When this magic hits the target, whether it is a person or an object, it will be melted.
The 'poof' ablation technique was released and hit Haines' body, but it had no effect.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Hagers saw a thin layer of light that looked like running water. It was a mana shield. Looking at the light, it was at least level four.
He was horrified: "This kid actually hides so deeply!"
After a while, the bowl of potion was finished. Hagers felt that his mind was groggy and he could hardly think, but he no longer had the pain of magic backlash. He leaned quietly on the back of the bed, and found that he was still
Being awake, one can clearly perceive what is happening around them.
There was a voice, and it was Hines's.
"Teacher, you must be very surprised about the name of this potion, right?" The young man's voice no longer sounded respectful, with a sense of pride in teasing prey.
Hagers did want to know.
"This potion...haha, I won't tell you, just guess it yourself." Hines looked at Hagers' half-opened eyes and smiled evilly.
Another bottle of potion appeared in his hand and he poured it out. The potion inside was silver, like mercury.
He poured slowly, talking as he poured.
"Five years ago, I saw with my own eyes that you stuffed a demonized thorn seed into my mother's mouth, and then tested werewolf magic on my father. Five years ago, I also saw with my own eyes that you ravaged the sister who loves me the most.
Five years ago, my peaceful and beautiful life was completely destroyed by you, and I could only hide behind the wall, watching, watching you wantonly destroy everything about me! At that time, I swore that one day, I would
Let you taste the same pain."
Hagers said nothing. He felt very regretful. He regretted that he was too arrogant and thought that everything was under control, but in the end he did not eradicate the root cause.
"Teacher, you must want to say that this is the cruelty and cold-bloodedness necessary to learn black magic, right? Yes, you are right. Over the years, I have learned your magic. I have also learned your coldness.
Like now."
Hines brought the silver potion to Hagers' mouth, opened his mouth, and poured it in directly.
"This potion is a spirit-extracting potion that I refined after many failures... Well, to be precise, it is also a failure. The main reason is that it does not take into account the feelings of the person who drinks the medicine. After drinking it,...
It’s a little painful.”
Hines chuckled, then suddenly changed his face and smiled: "Actually, I know how to improve it, but I just don't want to change it, haha."
Hagers had already tasted the side effects of this damn mind-extraction potion. He felt his brain began to throb. The pain became more and more painful, as if someone was digging out his brain with a spoon.
Damn it, even though he was in so much pain, his consciousness remained awake and he couldn't faint.
Hines looked at the great magician in front of him with pity. Looking at his pitiful appearance with white eyes and trembling body, he smiled and said: "You must want to faint, but unfortunately, you can't! Because the potion contained in the previous
, I added a few more potions that do not affect the taste, one of which is the brain powder of the Sleepless One. How could the Sleepless One faint, right, mentor?"
The great magician Hegos responded with more violent struggles and trembling. He was enduring extremely terrible pain.
"I'm so happy, so happy!" Hines smiled ferociously, and suddenly looked up at the sky: "Great Hades, thank you for your guidance, which allowed me to achieve what I am today, and allowed me to complete my revenge!"
There seemed to be a dim light shining down from the void, shining on his face and caressing him gently. Heins closed his eyes and felt the light of God.
"Very good, very good. I appreciate your talent, your will, and your forbearance. Hagers is old. You will inherit everything from him and become my favorite child."
"Your favor makes me happy."
Hines opened his eyes and looked down at Hagers.
The potion has completely taken effect, and the evil magician's brain has completely shrunk. From the outside, his eye sockets are sunken and his skin is like bark. He is lying there quietly like a mummy, already dead.
On his forehead, there is a dove egg-sized translucent bead that emits a shimmering light. This is the extracted spiritual power, and it emits strong magic fluctuations.
Hines took the beads and pressed them on his forehead. With a strong force, the beads penetrated his mind, and then he began to meditate.
A large amount of memories and magical knowledge poured into Haines' memory like sea water, almost drowning him, but Haines was like an excellent sailor, floating in the tide of information and always staying awake.
Slowly, a faint silver light emerged from Hines's eyes, which was the embodiment of powerful spiritual power and represented the powerful power of the great magician.
After a few more hours, the silver light completely converged and disappeared. Hines took a long breath and retreated from meditation.
As soon as he moved his hand, a third-level ablation technique was used with his bare hands. He took the staff again, and immediately several seventh-level magic flashed in his mind, ready to be released at any time.
This was the power of the great magician. Heins was extremely happy, immersed in the powerful power, and felt extremely satisfied.
"No! It's not enough!" A voice suddenly rang in his head, it was Hades, the God of the Underworld.
"God, do I have many opponents?"
"A lot! A lot! You have inherited everything from Hagers, so go and fulfill his last wish."
"Is it that young man named Russell? What should I do?"
