Chapter 133: Soul Forbidden Land, Vicious City - Mirror Stops Water
Date: 9/25/23/Place: Kerdalon Island Shore - Mirror Barrier
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The first point: the magic used by the mirror mage is slightly different from that of the ice mage Abby, the material of the mirror is glass, a hybrid material that is not originally found in nature.
The second point: my current location is supposed to be the reality plane, but I am surrounded by the mirror summoned by the old woman. Then I am still under the big banyan tree on the shore of Lake Dalongmere, and according to my memory of the geography just now, there is a big stone on the edge of the barrier, and the banyan tree, the stone, and the lake surround me on three sides.
The third point: the jandis I am talking to is not the body of jandis, but her soul. She said that she didn't add magic to her tears, but I just thought that she had used magic, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to cry so many tears, and the tear glands of the soul body were already in the realm of magic. Her tear magic could penetrate between the mirror and the real world, and even reached my feet.
Last but not least: through Jandis's crying, I learned that Jandis's father, the owner of the Barov Manor, was a swordsman who broke through almost immediately after being trapped by the Mirror Flower. In other words, mirrors can be broken, they are still mirrors in the physical world, but similar to tempered glass, with a higher density.
After I told Giandis about my plan, the kind girl looked worried: "No, I don't have that much control over magic, in case... β
"No, I believe you, if you really can't save me, you can just send me back to the West a few minutes early. There is no need to feel guilty at all. "In fact, this is not death in the ordinary sense, the mirror seals the soul of a person, the old woman is the home field, presumably in that field, no one can defeat her, if the soul is sealed, the old woman will be killed, and breaking the soul means that the body and spirit are destroyed.
Jandis also understood the urgency of the matter, and immediately drew a pair of delicate horizontal striped moire circles under the two eyes, and then the water cannon began to pour tears into the mirror enchantment.
At the same time, I also opened the third mystery of Lyra, the Sanskrit Dance. I kept turning my tears into clear water, and I floated higher and higher in them, and the salt in my tears made the buoyancy unusually large. I looked at myself in the mirror, and even though I had used the purification spell, my reflection in the mirror was still injured, and the water in my body was getting less and less.
Straight up to the bottom of the mirror blackened by the [Death Path Soul Power], I lifted the staff of Jandis and lifted it into the air, the tip of the blade at the end of the staff hit the corner of the black mirror, as expected, the black gas in the mirror echoed with my staff, and the mirror produced a small crack. Undeterred, I continued to attack the horn, and since the black qi was my soul power, it was also trying to break through the confines of the mirror and urgently return to my body.
I don't know how many times I struck in just a few minutes, until the Black Mirror was completely destroyed by me.
The morning sun shone right on my face, and the light covered my face, neck, and two hands held high, and these body parts immediately took shape.
The reason I was sealed so slowly was because of a broken black mirror above my head. Luckily, my guess was right, the principle of mirror sealing must be related to light.
In addition, if the mirror is too strong for me to break on my own, there is a second option: let Jandis temporarily snatch his body back, and use tear magic to suck the big banyan tree dry in the plane of reality, and the huge crown can also smash the mirror above his head if he falls. But this approach is extremely risky, so it's just an alternative.
It felt so good to breathe in the fresh air that I struggled to crawl out of the breach in my head. As soon as his feet jumped on the ground, he was startled. Jandis's flesh was closing his eyes, one hand standing in front of his abdomen, and the other hand resting against the outer wall of the mirror barrier.
She was still in the mirror, not knowing that I had come out of it. All I had been thinking about was a way to escape, but now I was helpless against the unsuspecting old woman, and the shell of Jandis was occupied by her, and how to drive the old woman's soul out of her body was the most urgent thing at the moment.
"[The Twin Meanings of Lyra-The Sound of Beauty]!!" I leaned into her ear to play, wanting to overtake the old woman's resentment. But she suddenly woke up and shouted with anger on her face: "Little bastard!!! can actually break my [Mirror Flower Water Moon]!!"
"There's a reason for that, because I never look in the mirror!"
Old woman: "Haha! Low self-esteem?
"Fuck off! someone like you who is ugly enough to care so much about your looks is that!"
Old woman: "Wait until I kill you, see how hard you are still mouthful!"
"I've seen through your magic!" I swiped, wrapping the purple smoke of Abaddon's armor around me. Mirrors don't reflect the sheer darkness of hell's magic, and as long as I don't use refracted light, they won't show their flaws.
The old woman crossed her fingers and put their wrists together, and her ten fingers pointed very evenly in the direction of three hundred and sixty degrees.
The enchantment of the mirror I had just climbed out disappeared in an instant, and from the direction she pointed out with each finger rose a mirror, several meters between the mirrors, and the sunlight shone on them, reflecting it, and a colorful golden light came out in front of my eyes, and when I reflexively blocked my eyes, when I opened it again, I found ten jandis surrounding me, and they were standing neatly in front of each mirror, but there was a slight difference in the clothes on their bodies.
Old Woman: "[Ten Mirrors of Illusion - Star Split]!" Ten Jandis began to spin, throwing out countless fragments of mirrors from their hands, almost completely without dead ends, although I had the protection of Abaddon's armor, but this armor was not completely defensible, and it bounced off a part, and more fragments were inserted in various parts of my body.
It's also a spectral magic, using mirrors to refract many shadows, but with different shapes depending on the angle of the light, similar to the Haha Mirror game in the Dark Moon Circus.
"[Serpent Ring]!!!" I swung towards the phantom that was closer to me, and the shadow of Jandis, who was spinning in place, was neatly split in two by the serpent in the middle, and two visible ripples of water swung out from the broken place, which were instantly reconnected and turned into a complete human form.
My body is constantly inserted with fragments of mirrors, in fact, I know that just by attacking the mirror, I can cancel the old woman's spell, but light spells can't touch the mirror, as long as they touch, they will be scattered.
Under this overwhelming disadvantage, my savior flew from the middle of the lake, and thousands of pieces of paper swarmed in, one by one, pasted on the nine magic mirrors, and covered them tightly, and in an instant, only one of the ten jandis remained.
The last Phantom of Jandis was shocked and exclaimed in fear: "Teacher Yule !?"
Wilhelmina Xingge: "It's not just you, but also us!"
With my face covered in blood, I turned slowly, waiting for this moment for too long. Behind the great waterfall on the border of Lake Dalon Mill with the Arathi Highlands, a large pale orange sun rises. From the corona, a chubby bird was hurrying forward, followed by Abby, Hule, Blair, Millet, Kiefer, and Xiaoxiao on the paper flying carpet, and everyone smiled at me encouragingly, only Abby stood up on the flying carpet and waved to me frantically, as if Abby's feelings were more outgoing and enthusiastic than my restrained thoughts.
The paper palace Yule closed his eyeballless sockets, the cold wind blew his thinning hair that had fallen out half, he held the [bloody rain] in one hand, and twisted a string of white prayer beads in the other. Scraps of paper flew out of his palmsγγγγγγγγγγγγγγ (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)