Chapter 17: The Illusionist
The Angel of Grace lifted up into the air with the last companion he had rescued, and the Angel of Wisdom hurriedly reported to it, "Captain, you see that a lot of strange houses have suddenly popped up below. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
The majestic angel wiped his eyes, and found that in addition to a mansion with crumbling walls and the remains of a mage tower with broken stones and broken bricks, there were more than a dozen kinds of buildings standing in a disorderly manner: palaces and palaces, all of them; Pavilions and pavilions, all of them.
"Although they are not built in the same form, they have one thing in common, that is, each type of structure conforms to the pattern of a certain type of magic circle," the wise angel said of his observation, "so although it does not look like the usual mage tower, it should also be a place where mages live." β
"How did these houses come about?"
"It seems that after the collapse of the mage tower just now, it fell out of the cracks in the various layers."
"Captain, a mage tower is so difficult to fight, so many magic halls, what can I do?" The other angels asked the captain one after another.
"Wait a minute," the Majestic Angel looked at the buildings again, and noticed something strange, "it does look like a variant of the Mage's Tower, but - the size of these houses seems to be very small?" β
"Could it be that we are flying too high and it looks too small?"
"Nonsense, why don't you have any judgment at all?" Wei Yitian pointed with his hand, "There are still a few walls to refer to, it is true that these buildings themselves are not big enough, even dwarves and gnomes can't live in them, they are simply children's toys." β
"Why are these residences so small, you ask?" The Gray Demon Courtyard spread his hands first, "I didn't think about using them when I built them, there is a space for transmogrification in my mage tower, which can make the people in the tower feel that the volume of the house is magnified many times, and it is completely the same size as the real building." β
"Lucy-san, you're really going to cut corners," the agency man changed the question, "You are modeled after the other starters' residences, and the weapons and staffs, scroll potions, puppet golems, and so on stored in them can still be used for a certain extent, right?" β
"It's basically gone," Lucy replied bitterly, "There's a Transmog Enhancement Enchantment in my Mage Tower, and these magic items have the same effect on foreign enemies as in the real world, but when you get outside the tower, they become the cheapest crude products." β
"You, you're too saving, aren't you?"
"As a legendary-level illusionist, I pay attention to using worthless rags to transform them into objects that can be used for real purposes in a specific place or time period." The gray-haired middle-aged man said, "I think back then, my grandmother turned a pair of slippers into crystal slippers, a shabby maid into a luxurious dress, and an empty pumpkin carried by a few rats into a magnificent four-wheeled carriage, attended a court ball in a grand manner, and managed to soak a prince before the spell at twelve o'clock at midnight failed......"
"It's amazing, may I ask what is the name of your grandmother?"
"Cinderella."
"So, Lucy-san, did you change from a boy to an uncle because the time limit expired and the magic failed?"
"These are two different things, being an enemy of angels, I don't want to be killed in seconds, so I have to return to my original body."
"What is the original body?"
"Your master didn't tell you?" Lucy frowned, "Only legendary characters under the age of fifteen can become part of the hostel, do you think we are born to be small?" β
The "......" person remembered the statue at the entrance of the Dead Man's University, although it was only the image of a young man, but it had completely transcended the category of "boy".
-- This handsome guy you see is my brother, the founder of the first university ever.
"It turns out that all the Luo Li Zhengtai in the hotel are incarnations." Yiyi finally understood.
One of its weaknesses as an institutional person is its lack of curiosity, and many related things cannot be linked quickly.
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"You two said enough is enough, give me back the ring." The dragon lich flapped its wings and created a roar of exasperation and horror.
"Dead Dragon, don't be impatient." Since turning back into his original form, the head of the Gray Demon Courtyard has completely exuded the proper temperament of a legendary mage, and there is a reassuring appeal in his words, "Dealing with these angels in front of you is the most important thing." β
It's a pity that the Necromancy, who is immune to any momentum, ignores his graceful appearance and outstanding demeanor.
"We don't ...... with humanity Oh, half-elves join forces. The dragon lich glanced at Lucy's half-pointed ears and recognized his true race, "I'll deal with you before I kill the angels!" β
Without warning, the blue lightning burst out, piercing the gray-haired half-elf. There was no screaming, no burning smell, and Luci's figure still stood there in good shape, the expression on his face unchanged, as if he didn't understand what was happening at all.
"Another illusion!" The dragon lich wagged his tail, "This level of illusion can't confuse me, I can catch you according to your breath of life." β
"Although it is an illusion, it can also create a certain degree of realism in some aspects," Lucy's figure appeared in the clearing, "I know that the undead don't care about sound and light illusions, but their perception ability is also very limited, and they don't have the physical condition to use true perception detection. β
The few visions that appeared later were all nearly translucent, literally writing on their faces, "I'm fake." "But on their bodies, they have a life aura similar to that of living creatures, and even if they know that this is a life characteristic created by illusion, it is enough to make it difficult for the undead to judge.
"Humph!" There was a muffled sound in the throat of the Death Knight, and the black rod in his hand suddenly grew several times longer, and with a sweep, all the virtual images were covered in the range of the blow.
"Knight, that ring is mine!" The dragon lich hurriedly claimed ownership and pounced, but suddenly reversed and slammed into the machine man ferociously.
The crimson pillar of light erupted from the organiser's hand, and with a "bang", it pierced the translucent blue membrane on the dragon lich's bone wings, and then the pillar of light moved, as if it was tearing tissue paper, cutting a long crack in the wing.
"What kind of weapon is that?" The dragon lich stopped moving. The short machine man jumped up and down, left and right, like a lingering fly that could not be driven away, constantly emitting pillars of light of various colors, biting left and right on the huge body of the blue bone dragon, and stabbing the transparent blue membrane was already full of holes.
Although the broken bones can repair themselves, they are continuously traumatized, greatly hurting the dragon lich's pride. Suddenly, its form became hazy, and it quickly shrunk, transforming into a humanoid lich dressed in blue robes.
As if unbound by gravity, the ethereal lich swam in all directions, smashing ice picks, fireballs, rock spikes, and acid arrows like rain on the machine. However, the lightsaber in Yiyi's hand was in the ever-changing colors, and it easily resisted all kinds of attack spells with targeted elements.
Enraged, the lich no longer cares about the magic and frantically amplifies the effects of the spells, so that the ice picks become ice spears, the fireballs become walls of fire, the rock spikes become meteorites, and the acid arrows turn into acid mist, wrapping their opponents tightly in layers.
The death knight went down with a stick, as if it had some kind of dispersal effect, and the eight phantoms immediately turned into nothingness, but this did not damage the body in the slightest, and the first leader of the Gray Demon Courtyard did not know where to hide for a long time.
The black knight, who had not achieved the result, turned around very unhappily, and happened to see the machine man caught in the heavy attack spell, so he shook the long stick in his hand, and smashed it down from behind without the slightest knightly demeanor.
"Captain, they actually fought on their own."
"Good chance, let's split into two groups and attack the lich and the knight respectively, just in time to destroy them all."
The sky of the Ash Realm ushered in a true dawn, and two more intense golden rays of light shot down from the sky with an incomparably powerful divine aura.
The entire attention of the two high-level undead was on the trap people, and before they could react, they were hit by the golden light, and at the same time turned into black smoke.
The long, swarthy rod fell into the dust and sank deep into the ground, with a ball of pasty metal wrapped around the head of the rod at one end.
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