"No, no, no, I think whether it is dark magic or other things, the origin is the same. Although the way the magic is presented is different, the essence is the same."
Boom shook his head repeatedly, and then performed the "Elemental Summoning". The four basic magic light bands appeared out of thin air, which seemed to confirm the master's inference.
"This is the so-called strong argument. If it is as you said, why is magic divided into more than a dozen factions? This self-contradictory argument is simply unconvincing."
Kristine shook her head and objected when she heard this, and then a burst of dark magic came out of her body, and finally transformed Boom's four-series magic pattern light belt into a dark cyclone.
The "quarrels" kept coming and going. This was the daily communication between magicians, but it was precisely because of this that Boom's strength improved by leaps and bounds. But during this period, what Christine gained was only the knowledge of space magic.
The teacher's "shameless" and "unruly behavior".
The magic crystal shadow lamp continued to emit fluorescence, and Boom and Christine finally looked at each other and smiled, ending tonight's magic debate. The former began to practice again, hoping to make further progress after gaining some understanding, while the latter held on to the giant
As the pupa falls asleep, it seems that this giant pupa is everything to her.
There was no sound in the room, and Rikka squatted silently by the fireplace, gently fiddling with the charcoal. Although she was a little helpless, the little girl was already used to this kind of life, and this kind of life would continue for a long, long time.
"Eh? Why does it smell so familiar? There are ancient ferocious beasts in Star City. This is really curious!"
"Brother Boom is practicing magic, and sister Christine is reunited with that big fat insect in her dream. What should I do? I really want to take a look!"
Rikka's figure kept changing in the magic crystal shadow lamp. Finally, the little girl quietly opened the wooden door, and then turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the Moronir Palace.
Along the way, Rikka kept moving through large and small shadows without being noticed by any Moronir cavalry. Ten minutes later, she stopped next to the throne in the palace hall and opened the door with anticipation.
Dark grid.
The iron gate is more than thirty meters high, and the complex patterns on it are connected end to end. Although Rikka sensed the treasure inside, she did not choose to collect it violently.
Technological products that were very similar to goblin magic cannons came into view, but Rikka only stayed for a moment, and then walked deeper.
There was a slight sound as the leather boots collided with the stone slabs. The silence was instantly shattered. A petite figure came to the third underground floor of the Moronir Palace.
"Hey? When will the magic crystal shadow lantern be able to follow people? It's such a weird place, and I don't know what's inside."
Rikka stretched out her little hand and traced the magic wave in the air while looking at the wooden door in front of her more curiously. She could be said to be very familiar with the magic crystal shadow lamp, so she was confused about this same magic wave. p>
The wooden door slowly opened, and what came into view was not a peak powerhouse, but an old man with a wrinkled face. Rikka rolled her eyes in disappointment, but the small hand in her left sleeve had already transformed into a short blade.
But compared to Rikka's heartlessness, Saint Joshua felt like he was struck by lightning at this moment. If it hadn't been for months of practice, he would have fled away in panic.
The authentic ancient ferocious beast, although its aura is very weak, its power is unmistakable! Saint Joshua does not care about Rikka's image as a little girl, the skin is just a robe that can be changed based on preference, and the contents inside
Entity is the key.
"Who are you, and why do people think you smell familiar?" Rikka took a step forward, and every inch of her skin instantly turned tan.
After these few years of hanging on by a thread, the little girl has figured out a fighting method that suits her best. Just as the giant wolf Fennir said, the fighting method that suits Rikka most is "quick attack".
Quickly end the battle with thunderous momentum.
Before Saint Joshua could reply, the beast's pressure instantly filled the three underground floors of the palace. Afterimages passed by, and two short blades gently rested on the opponent's neck.
"I don't have time to fool around here, tell me what I want to know, or if you can still see the morning light at dawn!"
Rikka is still smiling. This is not because the little girl underestimates the enemy, but because there is a voice from the depths of her soul that is constantly reminding her that the opponent is nothing to be afraid of.
"I am Saint Joshua, the Lord of the Principality of Moroniel. Who are you, and why do you break into the palace late at night and disturb me to pray to the gods."
Saint Joshua pretended to be calm and replied, but his hands curled up in his brocade robe could not help but tremble at this moment, and he could no longer hold any weapons.
"No, no! I'm not here to find some saint. You have a familiar smell. Are you hiding something good, or are you a good person yourself?"
"After walking such a long way, I seem to be a little hungry. Old guy, you don't live long anyway, so just satisfy my appetite before you die."
Rikka took a step forward again, and then the pressure of the beasts in the space became more and more violent. The giant candlestick flashed with fluorescence, and three dragon crystals attached to its surface shattered directly.
"I am the current master of the Principality of Moroniel, and I am named 'Saint'. But I am a remnant of an ancient ferocious beast, and I am your most loyal servant!"
"May I ask where you come from and why you arrived in the Principality of Moroniel? If there is any place I can help you with, I will definitely die without any hesitation!"
Saint Joshua lowered his head, and then said with extreme humility. When facing an ancient beast that was just as real as it was, the confidence he had accumulated for thousands of years seemed to disappear in an instant. It was a feeling that came from the depths of his soul.
The fear is that no matter how unwilling he is, he will never dare to disobey the question.
"If you continue to be secretive, then I will naturally have no mercy. Be it a saint or a remnant of an ancient ferocious beast, I believe that as long as the heads are separated, they will cease to exist." Rikka stared at the other party coldly.
There is no trace of mercy or accommodation in the words.
"I am the remnant of an ancient ferocious beast. I devoured my master thousands of years ago and replaced his 'saint' name. My name is Latias, and my only ability is to reorganize the cell changes in my body.
He inherits everything from the other party. But his strength only stops at the peak."
Nowadays, the master of the Principality of Moronir has been replaced thousands of years ago, but although Latias can luckily please the mortal python brothers and sisters, he cannot fool Rikka.
"I'm not interested in your identity. Let's put it this way, since you can't beat me, how much medical expenses should you pay to let me keep you alive?" Rikka said as he looked at the giant secret room.
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A moment later, more than a dozen dragon crystals and a thousand gold coins were collected into the dimensional space. After Rikkadai personally killed the creatures in the cage, he left with satisfaction.
"Old guy, if I see you abusing something again next time, you will definitely die without a burial place!"
"They are not interested in taking over half of the Principality of Moronir, but they are very interested in killing trash like you!"
Rikka's voice echoed in the three underground floors of the Moronir Palace. Latias was always crawling on the ground without any resistance at all.
"The coercion of the beast is exactly the same as the python brothers and sisters in the world, the life trajectory of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, the water magic of the siren, the ocean current breath of the mermaid Scylla, plus a little space magic breath." p>
"What kind of existence is she, why does she appear in this world, and why does she appear in the Principality of Moroniel! I am not willing to accept it, why am I just a relic!"
Latias looked at the corpses of the mixed-race "monsters" that he had painstakingly collected, and his heart was already filled with anger, but he could not attack anyone. Silently cleaning the secret room, his biggest advantage was not his arrogance, but that
A state of mind that is so sensible that it is almost harsh.
