The false sublimation finally led to the promotion of the true soul at this moment, and the huge amount of information made his power finally break through the invisible ceiling! he succeeded! The depleted pool of magical energy suddenly burst, and then rebuilt at a very fast speed. This time, the magic energy pool is bigger and stronger, and the magic energy is bubbling out of the new pool like a clear spring, Charlotte's heart is full of joy, and he uses his future self to break through to the Nine Rings in one fell swoop!

And what excites him even more is that the false sublimation of the soul continues, and in the process, countless messages frantically pour into Charlotte's mind. It keeps rising and falling, as if it never ends!

Soon, Charlotte couldn't laugh anymore.

The frenzied influx of information and the ever-sublimating soul gave him a lot of pressure, he felt a splitting headache, his mind seemed to have entered a bizarre colorful tunnel, the tunnel seemed to have no end, he seemed to be sitting on a shuttle that was constantly accelerating, he couldn't stop at all, he could only watch himself slide into the abyss!

"!"

He finally understood why this spell was classified as the most dangerous and sinister spell. Even if he can lift the throne in the future, how can he endure the countless messages and crazy sublimation of his soul now. He felt that he was constantly falling, the feeling of weightlessness and dizziness took over all his senses, he couldn't think at all, all his logical thinking abilities, subjective consciousness and thoughts were all stirred into a pot of porridge with a huge amount of information.

To put it simply, he's going crazy!

In reality, Charlotte's magic eye opened uncontrollably, and countless pale gold runes filled the bottom of her pupil. But it wasn't a good thing, his eyes were gurgling, and he was laughing like a madman. In the unbearable pain of that soul, he felt as if his falling self had hit an invisible ground.

Charlotte's chaotic consciousness cleared for a moment, and he saw a man standing in front of him, dressed in a robe, with long flowing hair, a handsome face, and a smile on his lips.

The smile widened and turned into an extremely evil smile, and he asked questions as if a bell was ringing through the heavens and the earth!

"Who am I?"

Charlotte could barely think, he gritted his teeth, followed his instinctive wave of his hand, and roared, "Get out of here!"

In Charlotte's hands, magic energy is not only a basic element built into the material world, with a wave of her hand, magic energy tears the phantom of Lu Sien in front of her like a violent wind to pieces.

The wind howled, and the solid basement collapsed like ridiculous building blocks. The flower farmer in the room changed his complexion, and after the soul-shocking pressure disappeared, he immediately threw himself into the dirty carpet, and below that was the secret door in the basement, he felt the vibration of the structure of the house, and subconsciously wanted to rescue his young master.

However, after all, it was a step too late, how could this low house that had fallen into disrepair for a long time in order to cover up withstand such violent force, the structure clicked, the flower farmer pounced like the last straw, and the houses in the slums by the river rumbled and collapsed.

"Young master!" the flower farmer howled in the collapsed ruins, his two fainting subordinates buried by the collapsed beams, blood seeping out of the cracks of the ruins like a stream, and the shadow of death covering the dark riverside.

Bang!

Bricks in one corner of the ruins swelled up like a fountain, and the flower farmer turned his head in surprise to see his young master, Charlotte, standing in the ruins. The flower farmer was about to go forward to investigate, but the palpitations from his soul made him stop.

The young master is still the same young master, but the flower farmer instinctively feels that something is different. It was as if it wasn't some mortal thing standing there, but a terrible demon god.

"This ...... Where is it?" the suspicious demon god tilted his head, seemingly a little confused, and this action made the flower farmer take a step back vigilantly, holding the dagger in his hand and lowering his body.

"I'm supposed to be in ...... Huh?" he was shocked, and it took a while for his chaotic mind to return to order, "I seem to have lost something, or gained something, and my memory is problematic, but my knowledge is still there...... How can there be only so little magic power? Is this a summoning future?"

Charlotte is imprisoned in the labyrinth of philosophy, he now has the vastness of knowledge and a powerful soul in the future, but the problem is that his memory is still stuck at this point in time. So the question is, is he the future self now, or the master of the Nine Rings who has obtained the power of the future?

This question fascinated him, and he carefully experienced this wonderful feeling, and only after a long time did he laugh and say, "Interesting!

Charlotte stretched out her hand, and the sleeping Book of Etroac fell into her hand. He turned towards the flower farmer, as if he had only discovered the tiny ant.

Yes, the flower farmer who can be regarded as a heroic party is just an insignificant ant in his eyes. With a wave of her hand, Charlotte was able to defeat the leader of the shadow guard in an instant.

"Flower farmer, go protect Mom, I don't need you here. Charlotte gave him the order, not noticing a subtle change in the way she spoke. To put it simply, he has become less polite, more straightforward, and seems to have become ruthless.

"Who is Your Excellency?" the flower farmer did not accept the order, but asked vigilantly, "Where is the young master?"

"Oh?" said Charlotte, smiling with interest, "what a loyal servant." Loyalty, I say, go and protect your mother!"

There seemed to be a flash of light at the bottom of the crimson pupils, and the flower farmer's vigilance instantly turned into obedience, and he bowed his head and knelt on the ground, "Yes, master!"

Charlotte watched the flower farmer leave, and nodded in satisfaction, "Look, it's much more efficient." However, the reserves of the magic energy pool are too low, and it is a bit reluctant to defeat the witch like this. ”

He watched the blood gushing out of the ruins, snapped his fingers, and the blood decomposed at a rapid speed, turning into pure magic energy and wrapping around Charlotte's fingertips, coiling together like a spirit snake, and finally converging into a light blue storage bead.

The ruins clattered and collapsed, and two wisps of black smoke drifted into the atmosphere along the cracks in the ruins. Charlotte tilted her head, "That's too little, isn't it?" he finished speaking, and faced the corner of the royal capital again, from where he felt a good amount of magic energy.

"The mage under the constellation of the Lord of the Stars? Well, although it is a little weaker, it is better than nothing!"

With one step, he had stepped into the garden villa. The Master Spellcaster from Sky City was the first to sense the undisguised depth, and he sounded the alarm bell and walked out the door. When I saw Charlotte, my face changed.

"Charlotte Clayderman!? No, you're not Charlotte, who are you?"

"I'm Charlotte Clayderman, of course, but maybe you should add a K to it. ”

The Master's eyes widened in surprise, but soon his surprise turned to anger, and he roared, "You don't know how thick you are...... Your Majesty!"

With a flash of gold, the master knelt in the garden. The casters who rushed out behind them assumed a fighting stance, but as soon as they rushed out of the villa, they knelt in a row.

"Do you know what to do?"

These powerful spellcasters from Sky City kowtowed in unison like subjects, and then they each took out the daggers they carried with them, and wiped them on their necks with them, the wounds were huge, and the blood made a strange snorting sound in the trachea. The blood gathered into a ball, transformed into pure magic energy again, and finally turned into a crystal clear magic energy bead.

"Tsk, that's it. Charlotte pinched the beads and was speechless, "But it's enough to deal with the witch." ”

He took a step through the ashes of the corpse, still unaware of his wonderful transformation.

His memory is still that of Charlotte at this time, but his style of acting has changed drastically.