The second chapter is presented, and it seems to me that I am really not a speed player, and I am not satisfied with this chapter. Starting

The unique poison of the demon world contained in the spells of the Great Demon has already invaded Rhaeggar's whole body, and even a tenth-order mage like Carson can't do anything about it, which is why he chose to fight with Krion instead of treating his student immediately. But in the eyes of the Ancestor of Magic, such damage was nothing, and as a forbidden mage, he had at least several ways to dismantle the magic, but due to the urgency of time, he could only take the quickest method.

Whispering a few incantations, and while informing the mage in the tower to respond, the Ancestor of Magic placed a simple protective ring around his body - of course, this was only for him, even a dragon would not be able to break through the magic he had arranged at his own hands - and sat down cross-legged in front of Rhaegar and the next moment, infinite primordial energy surged towards him like iron filings attracted by a magnet. These primordial energies lined up around his body in a pattern that is difficult to describe in words, eventually merging and then flying into Rhaeggar's body under the guidance of the Ancestor of Magic.

Any mage can drive the Primordial Energy to permutate and combine it as he wishes, resulting in various effects, but those Primordial Powers remain unchanged in nature, transforming the Primordial Energy into other forms of energy, especially among forbidden mages, who are able to do so.

The life energy transformed by the original energy poured into Rhaegar's body, neutralizing and driving away the poison while repairing his damaged body, and the black that covered the geist's body quickly faded, revealing its original color again. Seeing this scene, the Ancestor of Magic breathed a sigh of relief, the magic of the Great Demon had been lifted, and with a little recuperation, Rhaegar would soon recover his health, and he dispersed the energy transformation force field around him, ready to stand up and meet the mages who came to respond.

Originally unconscious, Rhaegar suddenly shot up from the ground like an arrow, and under the surprised gaze of the Magic Ancestor, the geist lightning through the distance of less than two meters between the two, and smashed a fist into the heart of the Magic Ancestor, who had no time to react.

- If this attack is sent in the form of magic, the ancestor of magic does not even need to resist, the natural protective force field around the forbidden mage will automatically restore the hostile energy attack to the most basic state; if the distance of this attack is a little farther away, or the speed is a little slower, it only takes a thought, the ancestor of magic can incinerate the attacker to ashes; and if it is not just dispersed the previous magic that is also quite expensive for himself, so that the existence of the ancestor of magic will take a little time in the connection of spells, even if there are no above two conditions, this punch will definitely not be able to hurt him for half a point。 First published in:

But there are not so many ifs in this world, for this final punch, Rhaegar has been planning for a whole year, as early as when he conspired with Kohler to help him seize the throne, he was already preparing for this moment, the archdemon is also one of his pawns, with the help of the oath engraved on the Staff of Glory, Rhaegar easily forced Krion to become his helper.

Even though it only takes a gesture to destroy a city, the body of the Ancestor of Magic is still just a mortal, enough for the fist of a steel plate ten centimeters thick to split through his skin, muscles and bones without hindrance, accurately hitting his heart and shattering it, just for a moment, life is far away from the owner of the **Master Tower, and once lost**, even the ancestor of magic, before returning to the underworld or becoming an undead, can only be counted as an ordinary and insignificant soul without the slightest ability.

The infinite attraction radiated around Rhaegar's soul, and the soul of the Ancestor of Magic was torn apart by the gravitational force as soon as it left its body, and some of it disappeared between heaven and earth, while the other part was sucked into the geist's body and reintegrated into the main body.

A hearty feeling made Rhaegar's entire soul seem to float, and the return of the lost part made his soul further complete, but the geist was not happy about this, on the contrary, a deep sense of crisis enveloped his heart at this moment - as a forbidden mage, the soul of the Ancestor of Magic was pitifully weak, not even as good as an ordinary person, and the soul fragments from the God of Judgment in his possession were less than one-ten-thousandth of his own.

There is only one possibility that can explain such a phenomenon, this thought flashed through his mind like lightning, Rhaegar did not make any stops, and flew away from the ** division tower at full speed, at this moment, the geist knew very well that his plan had completely failed, and he would never be able to recover this part of his soul fragment again.

An invisible barrier quietly appeared in front of Rhaeggar, and the high-speed flying spirit was forced to stop, and before he could change direction, the barrier quickly approached him, and in order to avoid being hit, Rhaegar could only retreat backwards until he was forced back into the open space in front of the mage tower.

"Welcome back, my dear being," a voice rang directly within Rhaeggar's soul, "I'm glad to see you here. ”

Rhaegar looked up at the ** Master Tower standing tall in front of him, and he could barely see the top of the tower, and the voice said again at this time: "That's right, I'm right in front of you, are you still satisfied with my body?" No way, although I have the soul of a god, I can only have a mortal body, in order to be able to live forever, I have such a method, but what I didn't expect was that this actually gave me an unexpected gain - if I was still in that puppet made of my former body, you would have succeeded." ”

The Ancestor of Magic, who had assimilated himself into the Pagoda, chuckled softly in Rhaeggar's soul, as if it had no intention of being detrimental to the main body at all. "I've always been terrified of this day," he continued, "and I've seen countless times in my dreams that I've been destroyed by my body and turned back into a mindless fragment of my soul. This nightmare almost broke me, especially when I learned that Kyle, another piece of soul fragment that I had accidentally discovered, and which I had used to experiment with how to make myself a full life, had suddenly disappeared, and you can't imagine how scared I was, and in order to avoid being discovered by you, I had to fall into a deep sleep to suppress my breath, while sending my avatar to travel elsewhere to avoid suspicion. In the years leading up to you, even a breath of fresh wind would have chilled my heart. ”

The depressed master of the mage tower finally couldn't help but laugh proudly, "But only now did I realize how stupid I am, an eighth-order mage, a guy I can destroy with a single hand, even if he has the soul of the body? I won't let him enter my soul, I just need to destroy his body outside, and everything will be solved, and I will actually make my heart beat almost every day for such an existence." ”

A powerful attraction came from the direction of the ** Division's tower, and Rhaegar's body had no ability to resist under the effect of this gravity, flying forward like a marionette, "Don't worry," the Magic Ancestor said with a smile: "You won't feel anything, the magic light cannon will turn you into the most basic particles in the shortest possible time." ”

An invisible hand held Rhaegar firmly in the air, and the next moment, a long tube stretched out from the side of the Mage Tower directly opposite him, a dazzling light flickering at its top, and a swarm of devastating energy gathered towards the place where the light came from.

"May you have a good time in the Underworld!" the Ancestor of Magic shouted, and a terrifying light shot out of the long tube, reaching the front of Rhaegar's body in an instant.

"No!" a figure rushed in front of Rhaegar with a shout, the energy that was enough to make a mountain disappear was completely blocked by the former, and in an instant, the owner of the figure disappeared from this world forever.

The moment the figure stopped, the incapacitated Rhaegar recognized the identity of the other party - it was Carson, and at the moment of his danger, the mage, who had just woken up and did not fully understand what was happening, did not hesitate to protect his only student with his life.

At the same time as Carson disappeared, something poured out of the depths of Rhaeggar's soul like a flood that burst the embankment, and quickly filled his entire soul, and he did not hesitate to abandon his body, and the soul arrow burning with black flames flew towards the ** division tower.

Although this action was unexpected by the Ancestor of Magic, the disparity in strength determined that Rhaegar could not easily break into his soul space without the other party's guard, and a few meters away from the mage tower, an invisible wall blocked his way, and then, the air around him suddenly became viscous, and the geist suddenly turned into a fish trapped in glue, unable to move.

"A geist?" "A geist," the Magic's Ancestor voice was a little surprised, "It's a shame, if it's another opponent, even if your plan doesn't succeed, at least you can leave safely - I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand that the fragment I have is part of the secret of the soul." ”

Invisible pressure poured in from all directions, and under the effect of this pressure, the divine fire of judgment on the geist's body gradually extinguished, and then, his body began to flicker with an unstable white light, which was a sign that the soul was about to collapse.

It's a primordial world, where there's no light, no sound, no color, just boundless chaos. However, the geist did not feel the slightest loneliness, in the midst of this chaos, he felt like a fetus in his mother's womb, feeling only warmth and safety.

A tall figure wrapped in a black robe stood silently across from him - it may be paradoxical to say that, since there was no color here, and everything could only be seen in the outline of gray lines, but Rhaegar did see the color of the other man's clothes, but nothing more, because the latter's face was always hidden in shadow.

This familiar scene that had appeared in the Henor Forest made Rhaegar feel somewhat confused, and before he could ask a question, the man in black on the opposite side suddenly raised his head slowly, and two clouds of purple light scattered from his eyes, like two pulsing purple flames.

"Soul and ** are two sides of life," the voice of the man in black was still cold and emotionless, but it sounded extremely kind to Rhaegar, "A single ** or soul can never reach the peak of power." He raised his hand, and a purple ball of light flew through the space between the two of them, submerging into Rhaeggar's mind.

"We'll meet again," the figure of the man in black faded away, only the voice echoing through the space, "but after a long time." ”