Boom and Rikka returned to the small mountain village again. Thirteen days have passed since they last left.
Hook and the villagers originally thought that the two of them had left without saying goodbye, but they did not expect that the two of them returned suddenly. Boom's excuse was simple. He and Rikka went to Ogu City, but there was no comment on what happened.
The next day, the two returned to their normal lives. But today Boom planned to go with Rikka so that he could see with his own eyes his evolved strength.
"Robbery! Give up your lives!" Rikka was wearing a Viking battle dress, and her face was wearing one of the mother-in-law masks.
But as soon as these words came out, not only the four mercenaries, but even Boom was shocked. Because Rikka's voice was rough and hoarse, and he was clearly a middle-aged man.
The expressions of the mercenaries changed from surprise to weird, and from surprise to weirdness. They wanted to laugh now, but as the party being robbed, it was really inappropriate to do so.
"Are you deaf? Don't you want to resist?" Boom shouted before he had time to think about it.
However, as soon as these words came out, even he himself was almost angry to death. As for Rikka, she had already laughed and fell to the ground.
"The mother-child mask is wrong!" This is Boom's only answer, otherwise Rikka would not have a man's voice, and she would not become so feminine.
Embarrassing, Boom is not as heartless as Rikka. Because in his opinion, there is no guarantee of victory when fighting with others, just like a lion fighting a rabbit requires all his strength.
"Gift of liberation, second dance, pirouette!" Seeing Boom's gloomy face, Rikka knew that she had been foolish again.
She stood up and immediately began to spin at high speed, transforming into a blade hurricane. Perhaps because her facial weakness was eliminated, Rikka's current moves seemed even more deadly.
There was no begging for mercy, no resistance, not even a scream. The bloody stumps and broken arms fell from the sky, and Rikka's double blades shone with cold light.
After putting away the magic crystals and gold coins, the two turned towards the dense forest. The flames behind them faintly emitted twelve different waves of magic power.
"Has my brother's magic power improved again?" Rikka's hand passed over the reed flowers and asked softly.
"Before I advance, this is all a waste of time." Boom frowned, because he felt that his magic power was very strange recently.
Not long after, Rikka once again turned into the boring boy lying on the Miracle Plain. Boom was also sitting cross-legged in the Miraculous House, but did not practice.
If Boom's original body was compared to a bottle, the magic power was the water contained in it. But his current body is like a colander. Not only is it difficult for the magic power to grow, it is slowly collapsing.
Boom read countless books, and even sent Liuhua to the secret magic market. But he found nothing. He now doubts his own judgment, and even doubts the parchment that records space spells. p>
Sighing, Boom used "Elemental Summoning" again. This is his character. No matter how many ideas he has, he must first put them into practice.
The four magic pattern light belts are automatically moving without wind. Boom is now like a patient with late-stage bulimia, constantly absorbing magic power. But these magic powers slowly disappear in the body.
If this situation happened to others, they would have stopped practicing long ago. No one wants to waste time, let alone precious training time.
However, Boom has always maintained the "Elemental Summoning" spell. After the previous ten days of pain, his mind has become stronger.
In his eyes, there are only two results of cultivation, one is to advance successfully, and the other is to stop making progress. Boom is not afraid of failure, he is only afraid of failing without knowing why.
"Magic is the source of elements floating between heaven and earth, the cornerstone of all magic, and the lantern in the hands of the gods." Boom slowly read out a passage that everyone knows.
This sentence is known to every magician, from the Grand Mage to the magic apprentice. It is even written like this on the title pages of most magic books.
"The magician is the container of magic power, the apprentice is the pot, and the highest is like the abyss." Boom slowly read out the second sentence, and his mood gradually slowed down.
This sentence is the evaluation of the ancient magicians on themselves. In their eyes, each magician is a vessel with different capacities, and the differences in levels are also divided accordingly.
"The mantra is the guide, holding the staff in hand, and the staff is connected with the blood of the hand." Boom read the third sentence again, and the black wooden staff floated in front of his eyes.
Whether it’s a staff, a magic wand, or even a foreign magical weapon, they are all partners of the magician. There are many geniuses who can cast spells with bare hands and can omit incantations.
But a spell that is completely chanted is a real spell and can exert its true power. The same is true for the staff. Everything that exists has its necessity to exist.
"Don't be accompanied by magic, don't try to control it, and don't rely too much on it." This passage was recorded in the parchment scroll, and it has also been Boom's practice guideline.
Boom kept his eyes tightly closed, and the magic was surging in the Wonderful House. Rikka, who was wandering outside, returned to the jungle at some point. She transformed into her strongest form and stood coldly outside the goblin tent.
Boom knew nothing about this, and now he was in a state of high concentration. He was like a small fish in the ocean, trying hard to shake its tail fin downward.
However, the vortex around him was in the opposite direction, not only interfering with the movement of the small fish, but also trying to pull it out of the sea. As for those of the same kind, not only did they have no intention of helping, but they all laughed at it.
The little fish kept struggling and twisting its body. But how could such a small creature be an enemy of the sky? It was finally thrown out of the sea by the whirlpool.
Hanging in the air, the little fish suddenly glowed with fluorescence. It stared at the sea surface, and then turned into a shooting star, instantly penetrating the vortex.
The originally clear water was muddied, and the small fish panted and hid in the coral reef. It used up its last bit of strength, and although it rushed through the whirlpool, it stopped here.
Looking around, the rocks are rugged and the sun is bright. Countless small fish like me are either looking for food or sleeping. Their body shapes are very similar to me, but the colors of their scales are completely different.
In the distance, bigger fish are trying to swim deeper, but only one in ten thousand is successful. As for the losers, some try again, while others turn away... p>
The room in the Wonderful House became calm again, and Boom slowly opened his eyes. Although he did not have a trace of magic power in his body now, he unleashed the Zodiac Continuous Bomb with his hand.
He stood up and left. Boom walked out of the Wonder House, but ignored Rikka who was waiting beside him. Standing in the dense forest, Boom looked at the sky and was speechless for a long time.
"Congratulations, brother, for officially becoming a junior magician!" Rikka turned back into human form and whispered.
"Yes, I have finally advanced, but the road ahead seems to be more difficult." Boom seemed to be answering Rikka, more like mumbling to himself.
The setting sun completely submerged into the horizon, and Rikka sat on the ground, eating barbecue and listening to Boom's story. But what she cared about more was not the fish, but the ocean.
"Brother, brother, I haven't seen the sea yet. Remember to take me to see it in the future." Rikka handed Boom a bunch of salt-grilled beef tongue and said with a smile.
"I haven't seen it either. I believe it must be beautiful." Boom replied immediately, his eyes full of yearning.