The arena was just a virtual world, and when Monia opened her eyes again, she appeared in a small, dark room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info To her surprise, she wasn't the only one in this room - with the help of flickering candles, a man wrapped in a cloak could be seen in front of her.

Perhaps it is not appropriate to describe it as human, because through the dark blue flames where it should have been eyes, its terrifying face in the flickering light of the fire can be seen.

It's a skeleton, or a lich.

"Hormones?"

Monia asked tentatively.

"Hello, young mage." The lich under the cloak said, his voice hoarse, "You woke up sooner than I expected, and it seems that you are doing better in the arena than I thought." But stop there, the inheritance of the True Name Path cannot be wasted by you. ”

It didn't feel good to be denied by the legendary mage, and the little mage shook his head: "I'm sorry, Lord Hormones, please allow me to refuse. I have come for the path of my true name, and I will not stop until I see the gods. Besides, the qualifications set by the adults tested me successfully and I was qualified to open the path to my true name. ”

"But you're too weak, and the life of a legendary mage is beyond your reach." It said, "The path of true name can only be passed on once, and you who are only a low-level mage will not be able to go far. If you blindly hope for inheritance, you will only waste the opportunity you have. ”

"If you agree to leave, I can transfer authority to give you the legendary mage's codex, and give you the legendary mage's secret treasure." The tone didn't change a bit, and the presence under the cloak continued, "Young mage, you should know how rare this kind of opportunity is. ”

Transfer of authority...... There seems to be a slight problem.

Thinking so, Monia said, "I'm sorry, I don't even need this. ”

She shook her head, not unimpressed by any of this, but she knew that the opportunity to learn about the gods was likely to be the only one time. In contrast, neither the Codex of a legendary mage nor the Treasure were enough to shake her mind. Not to mention, there seems to be something wrong with this existence that inexplicably appeared in the trial space.

Is it really hormones?

"So what do you need? Tell me, Mage. It asked, the blue flame burning unkindly, "I can help you gain knowledge and power." ”

"I'm sorry, that's not what I want."

The little mage said, if she didn't guess wrong, this should also be a test, for the sake of a little ** to give up the goal is not eligible to obtain the legendary mage's inheritance - if you want strength and knowledge, you can choose at the original ruins, but choose this path, but halfway by **, such a person is difficult to reach the real peak.

"And what exactly do you want?"

Its tone grew colder, and it wasn't hard to hear his anger.

However, the little mage was undaunted, she looked directly at the dark blue flame burning in the hole in the cloaked man's eye, and said word by word, "I want ...... Killing gods. ”

Killing gods?

The being under the cloak stared at the little mage with dark blue flame eyes, and after a long time, he sighed, "I see, you are indeed the most suitable person. But I still want to warn you, now is not the time for you to enter this path. ”

"Enter this road, and there's a good chance you'll get nothing."

"But it's also the only chance to get to know the gods, isn't it?" Monia asked rhetorically, "Besides, with the same memory and personality as the legendary mage, you should be able to understand the psychology of a god-killer in vain." ”

At first, the little mage really thought that the lich that appeared in front of him was a legendary mage who had challenged the gods. It was only during the conversation that Monia discovered that the legendary mage seemed to have fallen from the mouth of the abandoned temple of Arachne and the mouth of the mad puppet of the Ruins District.

That being the case, then who is it?

Judging from the mention of permissions, it should be part of the ruin system, and during the conversation, the little mage also discovered that it was only a projection as a way of existence. In the previous virtual arena, the legendary mage successfully projected and copied three gladiators, most likely from the Second Age. Taken together, it can be deduced that this cloak lich is most likely a projection of the legendary mage himself.

"Yes, I can understand," the projection left by Hormone Nex nodded, "but that doesn't mean I can agree, if you can be stronger, it would be better if you could inherit the true name of the legendary mage, but for now...... With the battle consciousness of a low-level mage, you can't go far, and you can only waste this opportunity in vain. ”

"But I have to go on, and I only have one chance to pass it on." Monia didn't back down, "And I'm confident that I'll be able to go to the end and face the gods head-on, and you won't forget what kind of enemy the legendary mage arranged in the arena." ”

"It's an enemy of your rank."

"Lord Hormones, you were a bit of a natural fool back then, and it seems that it was the result of carelessness like the temple blasphemy ceremony." The little mage said that she understood what it meant to be perfect, not to mention the blasphemy ritual of the pit father before entering the ruins, and she didn't even know if there was a problem with the arena it designed itself, this was not what it was to stay natural.

Before the projection left by the legendary mage could answer, Monia said: "In terms of rank, it is the same as the person who accepts the trial, but it is not only the level of the professional that can affect the combat power, but also the experience and consciousness are quite important. And in the virtual arena, the gladiators retain the experience and awareness of their peak"

"It can't be."

There was no fluctuation in tone, but it was clear that the legendary lich projection was categorical in the speed of speech.

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing to say." The little mage has his own secrets, whether it is the identity of the primordial elf or the memories of his past life, it is not so easy to say, "However, I think the legendary mage should not give you the permission to block the requirements." ”

Hormones' dark blue flame eyes stared at her for a long time, and after a long while, the little mage confronted it without giving an inch, and then it turned its gaze away: "Since your will is unshakable, then, let's go and experience the life of a legendary mage!" ”

"I warn you, all you can see is despair."

"Don't be defeated by despair."

As this sentence was spoken, the projection of the legendary lich became more and more blurred, and the whole world gradually became chaotic in the eyes of the little mage, I don't know if it was an illusion, she felt that an unknown force was pulling at her soul, bringing her consciousness into a strange world.

Where is it?

In a haze of light and shadow, Monia's consciousness awakened.

In this completely unknown world, the little mage looked around with some curiosity. There is no valuable reference for the whole world...... Wait a minute! The whole world? That's impossible! The common sense of both past and present lives tells Monia that it is impossible for a person to see the front, back, left and right plus the next six directions at the same time, but now, for some reason, she can see all the directions centered on her at the same time.

No...... Right!

The little mage found another problem - why can't he see himself when he sees everything around him? No, it's not so much that you can't see yourself, it's that you have no way to feel your presence at all, and the whole person is like a ghost, without substance.

Yes, there is no physical ...... I felt the feeling of my soul being pulled before, could it be an out-of-body soul?

Thinking like this, the little mage's heart was a little relieved, she remembered that before the world was distorted and chaotic, it was the time when the projection of the legendary mage opened the path to her true name, and with the ability of the legendary mage, it should be no problem...... Right? Strange, why unconsciously use question words.

Monia didn't admit that this was because she set the legendary mage to be natural in her heart.

With a little exploration and a little curiosity, the little mage looked at this unknown world. This world is extremely unreasonable, the whole world is in a pale golden halo, like the stars dotting the night, countless silver points of light are densely scattered in all directions, and there is no end in sight.

In one direction, the little mage was carried forward by a force, time had no meaning in this place, and the surrounding scenery kept changing as she moved, but overall, except for the size and position of the points of light, everything else was almost unchanged.

This can't be the world of souls.

Thinking of the feeling of pulling the soul before entering this place, and the strange environment here, the little mage guessed that the point of light represented the soul, and the reason why she could not see herself was because she was now one of the countless points of light, and the angle of perceiving the world was from the point of light, so she could see the panorama of the world, but not herself.

Conjectures are just conjectures, just a way for little mages to pass the time when they are bored. I don't know how long it took, Monia was finally carried to the end by the inexplicable force behind her. That's also a point of light, and of course, it might be more appropriate to say that it's a light cluster. Its color is a little dark gold, and the light emitted is much brighter than the surrounding light spots, and its size is far above other light spots, like a small sun.

If this is the world of spirits, and each point of light represents a departed soul, then this point of light, which is the largest, brightest, and even different in luster, probably represents the soul of a legendary mage.

Propelled by the force behind her, she plunged headlong into the ball of light.

Then you are greeted by a slightly harsh light.

Wait a minute...... Glaring?

Frowning slightly, Monia felt the presence of her body, raised her left arm, blocking the slightly excess light, and was surprised to find that her left arm was still in a translucent state, and countless textures were intertwined and evolved where it should have been an arm.

This is...... The reconstitution of the body?

With a look of disbelief on his face, the little mage slowly fell, without even a speck of dust. As far as the eye can see, it is a world of despair and oppression, the sky is gray and black, the land is full of devastation, the ruins of buildings and countless corpses.

Where is it?

The little mage watched all this, and deep doubts filled his heart.

"This is my world."

A hoarse, aloof, inaudible voice sounded behind him.

"Welcome to my spirit world, mage."

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