"Nicholas, Little Moyuan can't help you deal with Rumsfeld. You have to understand that any archmage is a very rare existence, especially now, when the iron curtain of the gods is about to be completely closed, every
Even a spark of resistance is extremely important."
"It sounds like you are very righteous, but I don't believe it. You don't have any idea about the Book of Curses."
"You guessed wrong, Nicholas. People who truly understand the secrets will not have any intention of cursing the book. Only those who are half-informed and blinded by power like you will be like moths rushing to the flames.
.”
"Come on, don't pretend to be mysterious in front of me, Xiao Moyuan has no right to interfere with my decision."
"Yes, I have no right to interfere, but I can issue a warning. Figor, Holden has said that he will no longer help you... In order to maintain neutrality, from now on you are prohibited from using the facilities of Little Demon Abyss to target Rumsfeld.
.”
"You...you old man, do you think I don't know how you were promoted to the 8th level, the Iron Curtain of the Gods? You have already started licking the stinky feet of the gods..."
"Your slander is meaningless. The Association of Mages has proven my innocence."
"I don't believe that with your age and qualifications, you can break through the barriers set by the gods and reach level 8 on your own... Well, I don't care about this. Xiao Moyuan wants to break up the fight, right? You have to tell me why.
?”
"Rumsfield is an archmage and a member of the Mages Union..."
"Since you are so insincere, I will risk everything. The worst is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and the two will be separated in one fell swoop!"
"...You should know what Rumsfeld is doing. We all agree that we should give the young man a little more time to see how much surprise he can bring us!"
"I knew it, I knew it, that's why you pressed your greed for the Book of Curses, right?"
"Whatever you think, this is the common will of all the directors of the Little Moyuan Mage Association. Yes, we have reached an agreement!"
"Damn... It's not that I didn't give that young man a chance. I was planning to discuss it with him at the beginning, but he was too arrogant and ignored the olive branch I handed over. Haha, the youngest archmage in history.
?It is indeed the capital of pride. I feel that I need to teach young people a lesson. Strength is not only the level of spells, but also the experience accumulated through years of baptism and wisdom."
"Come on, Nicholas, you don't have to be harsh with me, just tell me your terms!"
"Are you sure you can convince him?"
"I'm not sure, Xiao Moyuan has it, and the Mages Union has it."
"My condition is very simple and has never changed. Let him use the Book of Canaan to invent a spell to help me resist the invasion of abyss consciousness."
"Such a spell requires at least level 7, and most likely it will be level 8 or even level 9. I think this is beyond that young man's limit."
"Damn, that's the only condition!"
"You may not know that that young man has never invented a spell beyond his own spell level. Such rationality and self-control amaze us old guys. Do you think he might change because of your threat? Come on, Nicholas
, let us be realistic and come up with a plan acceptable to both parties."
…
Recalling this, Lich Nicholas began to look at the layout of the first floor of the mage tower.
The exquisite and fluffy carpet feels like stepping on clouds. The lines and lines on the surface are so precise and eye-catching that they have never been seen in Canaan. Even in the bedroom of a certain king, they have never been seen before.
Comparable to the same model.
The indescribable decoration style only makes people feel...everywhere is exquisite and everywhere is convenient, just like the long chair sitting under me is made of some kind of animal leather, and I don't know what is filled inside.
Leaning up, all parts and joints of the body are supported, and you feel comfortable from the inside out, but without using any magic power.
The crystal chandelier exudes soft light, and the fallen angels of light under the light are surprisingly integrated with the environment here. It makes people sigh that the owner here is really a guy who pays attention to mood and enjoyment, including this stunner.
"Ms. Josephine, I really didn't expect to meet you here. The last time we met was... at... uh, the Inquisition of the Holy See of Light. You testified for your employer family and faced the red-coated man unyieldingly.
I still have fresh memories of the priests’ accusations and slander at that time.”
"Stop talking about this, why did you change your name?"
Nicholas smiled bitterly, "In order to escape my final fate, I have tried every means. The name is just a code name. You can just call me Nicholas."
"How did you escape?"
The fallen angel of light poured the lich a glass of red wine from the earth. The transparent goblet and the pure scarlet wine made the lich a little dazed.
"Try it, it tastes good!", the fallen angel of light promoted his favorite to the guests.
She fell in love with this mage tower and everything in it as soon as she arrived. Every artifact made on the earth made her overjoyed and couldn't put it down, including what she was wearing...
The lich has long lost the ability to taste delicious food, but the loss of senses is only a small problem for the archmage. With just a snap of his fingers, the dry and hollow mouth is restored to health, and then he picks up the goblet and imitates Josephine.
He shook it and took a small taste.
"The taste...is a little weird...but it's not bad."
"Try it a few times and you will fall in love with it."
"Really!" At this time, the Lich noticed the exposed calf of the Fallen Angel of Light, "Are you... injured?"
Josephine's face turned red, and she quickly hid the black stockings that were accidentally exposed under her fluffy skirt, "No...you had some disputes with him, right?"
Nicholas noticed it, but didn't care about it: "We can solve some small problems... Where is he, still busy with his small experiments?"
Speaking of this, Josephine unconsciously puffed up her chest and said in a hostess tone: "I don't know very well. He never told me this, and I don't care."
These days, the upgrade of the magic network and the earth-shaking changes in the outside world all indicate the new boss, the ability of meal ticket and bed partner. The fallen light angel is already very satisfied with the current situation. While she is enjoying all the luxuries and conveniences in the mage tower,
While feeling overwhelmed by his strength, I secretly promised that there was no longer any resistance at first.
Bei Gaoyang was quite critical of this. Well, some things still need to be a little emotional. The fallen angel of light noticed this, and at that moment, he returned to his old ways, which made him enjoy it to the fullest.
As for the details of this, it is not enough for outsiders to know.
There is nothing to talk about at this point.
Regarding the past, it was Josephine's taboo, and she would not take the initiative to mention it under normal circumstances. The intersection between the two was in some past events, which were also taboo in some aspects. Nicholas could not use this to get close to him to please him.
'This is obviously something that is forbidden by peers.
After sitting there for a while, Nicholas became a little impatient. Once a mage devoted himself to selfless experiments, he would often ignore everything happening around him. He didn't think that he was left out on purpose intentionally, he just didn't want to waste time.
Maybe it would be better to wait a few days before coming back?
After drinking the last glass of red wine, the Lich was ready to say goodbye. He stood up and saluted, making Josephine, who had always been tense, relax.
However, when the Lich was about to leave, he inadvertently saw a space-compressed entrance in the corner of the living room, flashing a fluorescent light without magic fluctuations. Out of curiosity, he scanned it with his spiritual tentacles, and vaguely
Hearing something, he stopped in his tracks.
This behavior was very impolite, but he couldn't care less. He turned around and pointed at the entrance to the space and asked, "Can I go in and have a look?"
"you……"
"Sorry, I seem to recognize what's inside."
The Fallen Angel of Light was very unhappy, and just as he was about to refuse in words, the Lich had already taken action very rudely.
He opened the entrance to the compressed space, exposing a half-open door standing in the air, and walked over anxiously.
Josephine hesitated whether to activate the defense mechanism of the mage tower to stop it, but the lich had already entered the door.
Inside is a movie screening room.
There was a huge screen, surround sound speakers, a luxurious bed and some sex toys scattered messily. The Lich turned a blind eye to these sexy things and stared at the picture still playing on the screen.
The Legend of Shushan Swordsman!
"You're so rude!"
Josephine followed in and was ashamed of the things on the bed. She was trembling with anger and shame. Seeing that Nicholas was dumb and unresponsive, she quickly went to put away the unsightly things.
"This, what is this?"
She has watched the movie Fallen Angel of Light many times, this one is her favorite, and she watched it again and again when Bei Gaoyang was away. At this time, the scene of Mount Emei Fairyland, with the disciples of the Sword Immortal flying with their swords, was played.
Since it is a remake (customized by Canaan Company specifically to please the chairman), the graphics and special effects are incomparable to the old version. Those who understand will naturally know that it is special effects, but how does Nicholas know?
He is trembling, he is afraid, he is...
"Sword Immortal!"
The fallen light angel calmed down and explained.
Nicholas's attention was entirely on the screen and he seemed not to notice those things, which made her feel much more comfortable.
But the ruddy color on her face not only did not disappear, but instead deepened. A morbid desire and excitement awakened something in her body. This was the poison injected into the depths of her soul by the abyss and the devil, and it was also the source of her corruption.
She began to miss someone, very much.
"What is the Sword Immortal?"
Nicholas cried out in horror.
"How do I know!?" The fallen light angel also started shouting. Whenever this kind of thing is awakened, she is always so conflicted.
The half-black, half-smooth wings unfolded unconsciously, just like her eyes, one side was full of morbid desire and coquettishness, and the other side was full of contradictory struggle and emptiness...
"This is another crystal wall system, right? A place called Earth, right?"
Josephine:…
"Is this their god? Ah, no, that player said that there are no gods on earth, and all they believe in are imaginary things... But what are these? I know the movie, is it... fake?"
"Like the stories made up by minstrels? Like the operas that the nobles like? Like the long narrative hymns rehearsed by the church?"
"I know, I know... it should be, it should be!"
"If it were a god, who could leave such an image? Who could?"
Don't underestimate the self-control of a great mage. Despite encountering an unprecedented impact, he can still quickly recover his sanity and analyze the truth hidden behind it from limited clues.
"It's really just an act. It seems that the crystal wall system is right in not having a true god. Otherwise, who can tolerate such blasphemy?"
"There is no magic, no magic, what kind of power can allow a mortal to master such..."
"science?"
“I can’t understand it, I really want to see it!”
No need for Josephine's response, the Lich lost his composure and muttered to himself in shock at the scene unfolding on the screen.
What Tarzan said to him, even though it was unbelievable, was at most just an anecdote. Hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it with his own eyes was another.
"Are you interested? It's not like there's no chance."
As soon as the belated male host appeared, the self-proclaimed 'mistress' couldn't help but want to lean over. The male host looked at her strangely, then generously held her in his arms and sat down, placing her on his knees.
.
"...You're here!?"
"This is my mage tower. Are you scared to death, Nicholas?"
"Sorry, sorry!" Nicholas then looked away from the screen and sat down nervously and at a loss. "This thing called a movie is really incredible. I thought, I thought..."
"I thought it was just like a bard's story?"
"Yes, yes."
"Haha, it's not easy for a great mage to lose his temper like this. It seems like this movie is okay?"
The Lich ignored the teasing and ridicule in the voice and looked at the screen again, with only admiration in his eyes.
The 'mistress' was struggling on the male master's knees. It didn't matter that there were no outsiders. If there were outsiders, they were still old acquaintances, especially when she was acting like an angel of light in front of him just now. Now... she was very worried.
Conflict and embarrassment.
"Don't move!"
The 'mistress''s struggling movements froze, and she buried her head on the male master's shoulder like an ostrich, her wings trembled and folded, and one eye shed tears of humiliation.
"Are there any other...movies?" Lich asked, not paying attention to these tunes, as if he had forgotten that there was a third person.
"You want to see it?"
"if you can."
"No problem, what else do you want to see? Or this kind of thing?"
"No, something more real..."
"Oh well!"
The work has been done, and Xiao Ai is busy with the rest. It's time to get rid of this annoying old thing.
Bei Gaoyang was thinking while selecting videos.
Finally I chose "Star Wars: Attack of the Clones".
