"I can't think of any other way to perpetuate thought and existence."
"I thought it would be Nicholas waiting on the other side of the teleportation array."
"It was originally his, but I temporarily changed the teleportation location..."
In Little Demon Abyss, what Bei Gaoyang appeared after leaving the abyss was not a transit station, but a dark and closed space. A tall human-shaped shadow stood on the high steps. In a few words, he floated to the teleportation array.
On the base, the hood was lifted from a distance of five meters, revealing a familiar face.
Dean of the Secret Academy, His Excellency the Great Magician Howard.
As for the teleportation array that can change the Little Demon Abyss and open up additional passages for specific travelers, the person who invited Bei Gaoyang here must be someone with great authority in the Little Demon Abyss, maybe from those mage towers.
One of the owners.
"Are you the master of Little Demon Abyss?"
"Little Demon Abyss has no master, only the executive director of the Mage Association, and I am indeed one of them."
"You...have advanced to level 8?"
"Yes, not long ago."
Bei Gaoyang fell silent for a while and then said, "Where is my companion?"
"Is that the Mind Flayer and the Fallen Angel? Don't worry, he is fine... It seems that this trip to the abyss has gained a lot. You are on the side of the Order camp. Have you ever thought about the consequences of failure?"
"Are you on the side of the Chaos camp?"
Dean Howard, the 8th Ring Archmage and one of the executive directors of the Little Moyuan Mage Association, smiled bitterly upon hearing this, "It's me who's confused, we have no choice."
"Yeah, it's not that I want to be on that side, it's that the other side is completely unable to communicate." Bei Gaoyang said helplessly.
"It seems that you are prepared for various accidents. Nicholas is indeed old and has been too seriously eroded by the abyss. It has seriously affected his basic judgment and choices?"
"Are you talking about possible sniping? Since I dared to set foot in the Little Devil's Abyss, I was sure to deal with him. But I didn't expect to meet you here, Dean Howard? How did you escape from the hands of Rockefeller IV?
"
"The demigod pope from the Holy See of Light? He is also an old fool. It is not difficult to deceive him."
How strange!
Bei Gaoyang doesn't believe this kind of nonsense.
When the Secret Academy was destroyed, the Holy See of Light did not let go of any cat in order to clear up the relationship. In order to avoid being criticized by other Holy Sees at the Twilight Meeting, they took the opportunity to intervene in their own internal affairs and used thunderous means to destroy the Holy See in a short period of time.
Then the secret courtyard was uprooted.
Bei Gaoyang had already fallen out with the Secret Academy at that time, and no one had ever heard of anyone escaping from that big manhunt, including his mentor.
The Pope of the Holy See of Light, Rockefeller IV, is not an old fool, but a big man who has ruled more than a dozen human kingdoms and principalities for centuries. As a demigod, he has the greatest authority and authority of the God of Light in the material world.
Power, whoever he is targeting, is almost like pronouncing this person's fate.
The only correct thing is that this demigod pope is indeed too old. Even if the gods can force his life to stay in the material world, he has already aged into something like a mummy or a mummy. It is said that he
He had to sleep most of the time. Perhaps this was the reason why Howard was able to escape that big manhunt.
Even if Rockefeller has no attributes, the Holy See of Light still has a large number of top-level combat forces that cannot be faced head-on, and the Kingdom of the God of Light can provide support at any time. How can a secret court be able to compete.
"I still remember the question you asked when I first gave you an introduction to spell configuration."
"Really, I don't even remember."
"Your question is, can the spell configuration be integrated? I asked you what integration is. You said that it is to reduce the spell configuration by thousands of times, and then design a compound formation to combine different
The miniaturized spell configurations are connected in series. Each spell configuration achieves a kind of logical closure. A large number of logical closures constitute a special language. This language can be used to express and realize some things that cannot be achieved by conventional spells.
Implement complex functions, such as calculations?”
"...Did I say that?"
"The atmosphere in the class was very lively at that time. Most of the students laughed because of your fantastic ideas. Almost no one took it seriously except me."
Bei Gaoyang was a little impatient. They were old acquaintances and talked about ancient times. Why do these old guys like this? Could it be that they like to reminisce because of the loss?
"Later, I seriously experimented with your fantastic idea and found that it may be more difficult than me to advance to the 9th level to realize it. The prerequisite for miniaturization of the spell configuration is precision, which requires careful control of magic power.
Being so subtle requires my hands to be like lifeless puppets, without even the slightest tremor... But
I still did it, to a certain extent. I reduced the fireball spell configuration a hundred times, and thus created a magic cannon that was 10 times more powerful, but I found that this was useless.
Meaning, because the time I wasted and the cost I paid on this magic cannon are not proportional to what I got..."
"...That's a pity!"
"At that time, I just regarded it as an interesting little experiment, and put it down after doing it...until recently."
"How are you doing?"
"I have known for a long time that you have obtained the Book of Canaan. Before Nicholas, I was not optimistic about your future fate. I was still thinking in my heart, what a pity. The genius who first proposed the integration of spell configurations
student, the youngest Seven-ring Archmage in history, was so powerful
Blinded by hatred and hatred, he pursues what does not belong to him, nor is it an external force that he can control... You should know the reason why I think this way, the Book of Canaan, the Book of Curses, the Whispers of the Blasphemer,
Every owner who gets it ends badly, but I didn’t expect you to be an exception."
"Because everyone who gets it tries to use it to break through their own spell level?"
"Yes, how can the barriers set up by the gods be so easily broken?"
"Didn't you just break it, Your Excellency, the 8th Ring Archmage?"
"I...I didn't either. I just made some kind of deal and paid a big price...Don't say this, Rumsfeld, my student, please believe that I have no intention of doing anything about the Book of Canaan."
Zhixin, I don’t have any ill intentions in inviting you here this time. I just don’t want to see you and Nicholas conflict, and I also want to try to see if there is any possibility of compromise between the two of you.”
"Compromise, how to compromise?"
"He probably wants to retain some sanity under the erosion of the abyss. You know how miserable the fate of us people is. He has a lot of things that he can't let go of. He doesn't want to forget it. This is not difficult for you to do, isn't it?
?”
"With the Book of Canaan?"
"It won't exceed your spell level, so it can temporarily resist the erosion of the abyss. This is also good for you, isn't it? Such a valuable experiment is not easy to find."
"But he has flipped the table and publicized my secret."
"Secret? Haha, are you talking about the net-like 'spell configuration integration technology' you are working on? You are indeed a genius and have done things that I can't do, but your understanding of the mysterious nature is still too high.
That's superficial. It's not a secret. My student, there is no secret to mystery. Everyone who should know what you did knows, and it's not because of Nicholas's propaganda."
"...Okay, let me think about it."
"As soon as possible, Nicholas's time is running out, and I'm not sure what he can do at the last moment. Do you know the destructive power of a reckless archmage, right? You have so many enemies, there is no need for this."
"One Nicholas is easy to talk about, but I'm afraid of more Nicholas!"
"I can guarantee you this. The Association of Mages will never stand against you because of the Book of Canaan. We are full of expectations for what you are doing and are full of hope to see you succeed!
"
"That's it?"
"That's it. No matter what your final decision is, Xiaomoyuan will strictly maintain neutrality. Please believe this."
The teleportation array lit up again, and Bei Gaoyang disappeared into the dark and closed indoor space and appeared in the waiting hall of Xiaomoyuan.
It felt like a long time passed, but in reality it was just a moment. The mind flayer and the fallen angel were completely unaware of his departure.
Ross: "Aha, you are back so soon, Xiaomoyuan... Madam, is this your first time in this place?"
Josephine ignored him at all, looking curiously at the waiting hall in which she was standing with a cold face.
Rows of seats, ticket gates, and plane travelers waiting to be transported.
The human lady who works as a waitress, the undead servant who works as a cleaner, the little devil hawker who sells various small commodities, the apprentice staff at the station... all kinds of strange races, vastly different professional identities, naturally and "harmoniously" living together.
Everyone in the room seemed polite.
Invisible order penetrates into every inch of the air here, everything seems in order. Compared to the abyss of turmoil and cruelty, this place is simply a paradise.
"I like this place, I like it very much. It is simply an ideal example!" The strange trio walked out along the exit passage. The mind flayer spoke more than before and waved its tentacles excitedly.
"Republic, great harmony, and harmonious coexistence. Masters have already gone to the forefront in this regard. It's just a pity that they have not refined this concept and put forward a clear program. Rumsfeld, my friend, what do you think of me?"
Sample?"
"What?" Bei Gaoyang was still thinking about the meeting just now, a little carelessly.
"Write a theoretical work about republic, world unity, and harmonious coexistence?"
“What a great idea!”
"You think so too, right?"
"Well, it's worth a try!"
"Haha, thank you, my friend, you are really my best friend in life... What about you, madam, what do you think of this idea?"
"Boring and childish!"
"Well……"
After walking out of the station, the streets of Xiaomoyuan remained the same as before leaving.
The teleportation array for returning to the material world is located at another station, which is like the difference between a high-speed rail station and a long-distance bus station.
This time I collected a lot of soul stones from Bayero, so I can take the opportunity to purchase some.
"Where are we going next? Shopping? Okay, please allow me to leave for a while. You know my friend, these days in the abyss have made me starving..."
"Go ahead and have a good appetite."
"Well, see you later, ma'am."
"Get out of here!"
He stopped a skeleton carriage driven by an ogre, hugged the fallen light angel Shi Shiran and got in, throwing the driver a soul stone for the fare.
In the not-so-spacious carriage, Bei Gaoyang rested his head on the fallen angel's thigh, squinting his eyes and thinking for a while.
The dean of the Secret Academy is actually still alive... No, I can't be sure that that person is him, although I know the soul fluctuations.
What's more, they didn't expect Xiao Moyuan's attitude towards the Book of Canaan. Such a treasure is a coveted artifact for any spell caster. How could they endure it?
Is there any deeper calculation behind this?
All the preparations I made were of no use.
"The danger didn't happen, right?", the fallen angel resisted the urge to push him away and asked with a frown.
"It's already happened."
"Uh... Lord Bayero, did you take action?"
"Maybe!"
"Lord Bayero..."
"Bayero, Bayero...I have always been curious, how did he conquer you?"
The fallen angel's face flashed with humiliation and memories, with a bizarre and morbid flush, and he shouted angrily: "This is none of your business!"
"I still remember the way you looked when I first met you. You were noble, holy, and unstained. You looked at me condescendingly, as if you felt...dirty just by looking at me!" Bei Gaoyang turned over and slowly moved the fallen angel.
Under the pressure, "What now? They are completely different!"
"...I am Angelina's godmother, I..."
"Angelina told me that you and her have some... uh, private things that are not easy to talk about..."
"What are you talking about? You're talking nonsense. Angelina doesn't know how to..."
"She knows how. For a while, we talked about everything, especially such...private things, which have a different...sentiment!"
The fallen angel stopped talking, staring at the face of Chi Chi with her eyes, breathing in his breath, feeling the hot body temperature, the huge sense of oppression and the irresistible majesty, which made her desperate and excited.
…
"I probably understand!"
Bei Gaoyang suddenly lost interest, got up from her, straightened the mage's robe, and the carriage arrived at the stop.
"What do you understand? You understand nothing!" the fallen angel shouted from behind.
Bei Gaoyang had stepped on the ogre's back and got out of the carriage, standing at the door of a large shop.
All that's left is time for the big purchase.
"Welcome to the 'Corbett Bulk Commodity Wholesale Market', distinguished guest, do you need any special services?"
A dark elf drow who acted as a receptionist came forward, sniffed with a straight nose, and laughed ambiguously.
