The winter afternoon sun shines through the stained glass on the wall, softly falling into the deserted room. The fine dust suspended in the air shines with golden light, and the surrounding area is coated with a layer of strange, mysterious and brilliant brilliance, making you feel in a trance.
It looks like you are in heaven.
Dozens of miniature stars made of metal are rotating at a constant speed on criss-crossing bronze orbits, seemingly following certain rules. Under the dome composed of star orbits, a white young man is curled up and sleeping soundly on a soft sofa.
The sunshine seemed to cover his body with a layer of golden gauze.
Time seems to have stood still in this space. No matter how many years have passed outside, it still remains the same as it is now.
——Suddenly, the miniature metal stars stopped moving.
A tall, simple ebony clock standing next to the wall began to run. The pendulum trembled slightly, with increasing amplitude, and made a dull, solemn and monotonous clang.
The hands clicked and moved, and when it reached the hour, the brass wall cavity inside emitted a dull, clear and melodious bell.
The young man moved his eyelashes slightly, but soon there was no movement. After a while, he reluctantly opened his eyes. He looked around sleepily, as if he was not used to the dazzling sunlight, so he subconsciously closed them again.
He closed his eyes, then slowly and tentatively opened them,
The blue eyes are like the sparkling blue sea under the sun, and like crystal clear sapphires. If you look carefully, you can feel the depth under this clarity.
"Ah~~ha~~"
He yawned, then struggled to get up from the sofa, stretched out, and glanced at the books spread out on the coffee table with his dull eyes, rubbed his eyes, and after being in a daze for a while, he finally
woke up.
He looked to be about twenty years old, with snow-like pale hair covering his eyes, and his skin had become pale from not seeing the sun for many years, but this paleness had a porcelain-like texture.
The loose silk nightgown is draped over the well-proportioned and strong body. Every muscle looks like it was made by a top sculptor. Bathed in the afternoon sun, it looks like a sculpture of a beautiful boy from ancient Greece.
Glancing at the clock that was faithfully performing his work, Mikael realized that he had only slept for a few months. He slowly closed his eyes again, sinking his mind into his body, and saw a hazy but extremely bright star.
The light is entrenched in it, and dots of light blue magic light ribbons gather from all directions, and then blend in quietly.
Just like the sea water rushing into the ruins, it can never be filled.
[The secondary magic power is filled by 13%.]
A certain feeling emerged in his mind, and Mikael opened his eyes and looked out the window in despair.
Two hundred years! Two hundred years! Two hundred years!!!
Important things have been said three times, more than two hundred years have passed, and the progress of this so-called [Secondary Magic Filling] has only reached 13%. At this rate, it will take at least one year to reach 100%.
More than 1,500 years, how many 1,500 years can there be in a life?!
Ah...wait a minute, Mikael suddenly remembered that he was no longer a human being now. If he continued to live alone, fifteen hundred years didn't seem to be a long time. After all, for a Dead Apostle with a nearly endless life,
Generally speaking, more than 1,500 years is indeed not a long time.
Count the ancestors of those dead disciples, which one has not lived for thousands of years, just like the old bastard.
[No, I'm thinking of something irrelevant...]
He shook his head and shook the messy thoughts out of his head. Perhaps because he had just woken up, his thinking was still a little divergent, but the star track technique stopped operating and woke him up from his deep sleep. Could it be that something unexpected happened?
event?
Mikael calculated with his fingers and activated the astrology method. A feeling of uneasiness surged into his heart, as if some danger was approaching him.
However, this castle is a safe house he carefully built. Even the influence of inhibition can be isolated. It can even be compared with the legendary Avalon. How could anyone find out that he is hiding here?
Probably... no one can find it, right?
Mikael's heart was beating, as if there were thousands of mythical beasts jumping up and down inside, and he felt like he had transformed into an old general with flags all over his body, singing and dancing on the stage, and he was about to die suddenly at any time.
possible.
At this time, an explosion from outside confirmed his uneasiness.
boom--!
The layers of barriers were broken, and a huge shadow nearly two hundred meters long blocked the sun. The huge claws fell down, and the ancient trees hugged by several people were broken at the waist. The roaring hurricane wrapped around the soil and slapped it heavily.
The outer wall of the castle was broken. This ancient building built in the Tudor Dynasty was shaking violently and was on the verge of collapse, with fist-wide cracks spreading in all directions like spider webs.
"This is...the King of the Continent?!"
Looking at the whale-like monster, he jumped up subconsciously and his face turned livid.
"It's actually that guy Mei Lian Solomon. How did he find this place?!"
Mikael was puzzled, but these were minor issues. The important thing was that he was definitely no match for Mei Lian now.
Since the starlight in the body continues to absorb the surrounding magic, the amount of magic that can be mobilized is pitifully small. It is okay if you bully a weak modern magician, but if you fight an opponent of Mei Lian's level...
…
There will be no other ending than being mercilessly pressed to the ground and rubbed.
However, Mikael had already been prepared for this. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The surrounding space changed. When he reappeared, he had arrived in the secret room under the castle. In the center of the extremely complex magic array, a fist-sized
The sapphire is suspended in mid-air, absorbing the magic power drawn from the spiritual veins.
The appearance of the gem shows a perfect drop shape, and tens of thousands of smooth cross-sections reflect the light, making it appear increasingly clear and transparent. It is filled with a massive amount of magic power. If detonated, it would be no less than 10,000 tons of TNT explosives.
The impact of the explosion.
Natural gems contain magic power to a certain extent and can be used as a medium for magic. In the magic world, there are families that study gem magic, and there is also a specialized ore department in the clock to study those minerals rich in magic.
Out of a certain prank mentality, Mikael named this sapphire [Tears of the Goddess], in memory of his once wild and unruly youth.
And so much magic power can only sustain Mikael's body for a month, and that's without releasing magic, so he must find a new source of magic power to replenish it before the magic power in the gem is exhausted.
Clenching the [Tears of the Goddess] in his hand, the surrounding buildings shook violently, and dust poured in along the cracks. The magic power that could be drawn from the spiritual veins became increasingly thinner. It was obvious that the opponent was well prepared, and the spirit was poured into the air.
The pulse was also blocked.
The remaining magic power gathered in Mikael's hands, his blue eyes lit up, and the physical magic power like a ribbon wrapped around his body, scattering little bits of brilliance.
"mitte(teleport)."
Accompanied by short and powerful magic incantations, those magic ribbons rotated rapidly, emitting dazzling light. When the light dissipated, Mikael had disappeared from the room.
………
"This guy actually ran away. It seemed to be some kind of unknown space magic. But he ran so decisively, which is really unexpected."
Shortly after Mikael left, a handsome young man in white monastic uniform came to the room, carefully felt the remaining traces of magic, and then focused on the broken magic array.
He wears rings on all ten of his fingers. The hidden magic proves that these exquisite rings are not just decorations.
This seemingly harmless young man turned out to be the Meili Solomon that Mikael said, the fifth person in the Burial Agency and the 20th ancestor of the Dead Apostles.
"After all, he is the [Fool]. It is not surprising that he has such strength. It seems that our operation failed this time."
The burly man with the hedgehog hair behind him leaned down, inspected the remaining magic formations on the ground, and then adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although he mumbled about failure, his lazy eyes revealed a long-lost look.
interest.
"This magic circle... I have never seen such a design before. Is it some kind of lost magic base from the Gods?"
"I haven't seen it either, but with the Fool's attainments in magic, it's not too difficult to create a new magic foundation."
Mei Lian shook his head gently. The Fool and his organization had brought a lot of trouble to the Holy Church. Although he was too lazy to care about it, the burial agency was affiliated with the Holy Church, so this kind of trouble could usually be solved.
, they are all here to do it.
"Well, he's a tough guy after all, right?"
The hedgehog-headed man scratched his hair in distress and muttered, "Oh - I'm obviously just a driver. I thought it was a simple subjugation mission, but I didn't expect it to become so troublesome..."
"Mr. Dawn..."
Mei Lian looked at the grumbling hedgehog-headed man and hesitated to speak.
"I know, if you can't participate in the battle, just do odd jobs in the logistics. In fact, doing odd jobs is quite good. Although it is just a little tiring, being alone and leisurely is the life I dream of. It is a happy thing for everyone, right?"
The hedgehog-headed man sighed lightly, not concealing the decadent uncle's temperament in his body, and settled into a delicious salted fish.
"Well, your happiness is really... simple enough."
Mei Lian hesitated for a moment, then changed her words to a more euphemistic expression.
"Since this crusade has failed, can I continue to work in the logistics?"
The hedgehog-headed man looked at Mei Lian with extremely expectant eyes.
"Can."
Mei Lian only felt the tendons on his brows beating violently. He stretched out his fingers to rub the center of his brows, and at the same time took a deep breath.
"Okay, then I'll go back and report first."
The hedgehog-headed man stood up suddenly, overjoyed. Although he knew that Mei Lian would definitely agree, it was always exciting to say it.
"By the way, I found an item above, which should be helpful to you, Master Mei Lian."
When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped his cheerful steps and slapped his forehead. As if he suddenly thought of something, he took out a book from his arms and handed it to Mei Lian.
"This is……?"
"What I found in the living room above seems to be some kind of magic book, but it's a pity that I didn't understand it at all."
The hedgehog-headed man waved his hand casually, handed the priceless magic book to Mei Lian without hesitation, and then left the basement in an elegant manner.
""New Introduction to Astrology""
Mei Lian glanced at the name of the magic book, pondered for a moment, checked that there were no magic traps, opened it, and read the contents, and soon a trace of arc appeared on her childish face.