A contract demon stands beneath the blood-black sky, stepping on broken bricks, sawdust, pieces of iron, and precious stones. They were once and most glorious, proudly part of a glorious city that stretched for hundreds of miles. But they are now garbage, toppling at the touch, shattering at the touch, and rotting when stepped on. This is true of this ruin, of the previous one, of the next, and of the city that is constantly being built and abandoned, destroyed, and deserted.

Waste is a sin, and so is repeated mistakes, and when combined with never-ending greed, they are concentrated in the seventh layer of hell and form a scene where powerful lords drive conjugators and lower demons to work, digging endless mines and building endless cities. And they are never satisfied, even if they are brilliant, even if they are at the top, they always ask for more. Thus, new works began, and the old ones were abandoned and rapidly decayed under the power of hell. On the seventh floor, countless city ruins are scattered or stretched, and those places that have not yet been occupied by ruins will one day be covered with ruins.

"It's such a desolate place, but at the same time there are construction sites everywhere, all laboring......" Yan Rui looked into the distance, down a ridge, and in the valley a dozen miles away, thousands of devils were building a new city. In the distance, he could hear the whipping, the scolding, and the incessant wailing. The higher devils govern the lower ranks, the lower ones oppress the unranked, and those who pray only know how to work, and the rest is to seize the opportunity to express themselves in order to change to a higher class.

"There is no need to interfere with the work of other devils, they are doomed to be in vain. Yan Rui bent down and grabbed a handful of red, green, and green gems from the ground. These shiny little things were once used to decorate a treasure, but they are no longer usable after being discarded, and can be turned to ashes with the slightest pinch of your fingers.

Everything around is like this, what is wasted is wasted, and there is no such thing as "recycling" here. As far as the eye can see, no matter what kind of gold, silver, jewelry, steel, wood and stone, they are essentially ash, volcanic ash or ashes, which settle into soil and accumulate into mud, forming the seventh layer of hell.

The greedy souls of the conjugators and the lower devils transform hell so that the earth and mud become the materials used to build the city, and in the process of building, arrogance and possessiveness are satisfied, and the sins of destruction, abandonment, and waste can be released.

"The soul changes the world, but there are also two directions, good and bad. Yan Rui turned around and shouted towards the throne hall, "I've already touched the dirt here, how can I get what I want?"

"If you think about it, I have it in my memory!"

The voice of the fork demon came from inside the hall, and the refraction of passing through the passage was a little blurry, but Yan Rui still heard it. Perhaps a little excited after reconnecting with Hell, the Fork Demon had inadvertently leaked important information: it knew what memories it had provided to Yan Rui. So why there is no information about the Hell Contract, why there is no information about the contract between Young Master Hall and the Fork of the Road, these questions have answers. The two guys trapped in the throne, individually – or conspiringly – withheld key information, for a very obvious purpose.

Yan Rui searched his memory for a moment, then crouched down again. He put his hands in the dirt and focused. As the soul crystal released the energy stored within, his fingertips touched something.

As soon as he reached out, the contents of the soil were taken out. They were two identical ticking gold pocket watches, and the hands were two snakes that bent and spit letters, and could never eat the red apple that expressed the number, and could only gaze with greedy red eyes. Yan Rui lifted a broken beam next to him, put one of the watches inside, and walked back into the hall with the other.

The devil's body turned to ashes and disappeared, leaving only black soul smoke, but the pocket watch was still in his hand. "You used hell's favor to change a watch? It's a waste, you know?"

"I'm short of a watch in the mortal world, and this is just the beginning. More demons will be slain in the future, and with the souls in these contracts, I believe we will soon be able to get out of the current predicament. Now there are more important things to do......" Yan Rui sat back on his throne, concentrating, and the realm changed under his will.

The Devil's Territory is indeed a good thing, especially in the seventh layer of Hell. The theme here is construction and destruction, and the entire space environment is at the service of this. The Devil here can more easily use soul power to change the surroundings, so the Devil's territory will be more similar to the Kingdom of God in some ways. As long as you can afford to pay the price, it is not impossible to create a great city in a single thought. Of course, the cost of the soul to maintain the results here is very huge, thousands of times that of creation, and it is definitely a loss-making transaction.

Here, there is only one thing that is permanent: earth and mud. Yan Rui remained focused on the throne, so the dirt crawled over and covered the entrance to the passage. "Fork in the Road Demon, how should this territory develop?"

"Did you finally remember to ask me? Luckily, you're not stupid. The Fork of the Road Demon smiled, squinted his eyes, and said, "Go down and build an underground fortress to protect it with labyrinths, traps, and terrifying guards." On the seventh level, only what is wrapped in dirt lasts, and everything on the ground will only die quickly. However, the underground fortress cannot attract the devil to join, let alone make the devil gradually stronger, so the lords here will not choose to do so. ”

"Did you already have these advantages in mind when choosing your territory?"

"If you want to survive in hell, you have to be careful, you have to rely on wisdom and professional knowledge, and any negligence will be magnified into a weakness and then fatal. You're smarter than I expected, but you're not enough. ”

"I can do it without you. Yan Rui replied, then stood up and disappeared from the throne hall.

The fork demon didn't say anything, but the soul crystal kept flickering.

Back in the mortal world, Yan Rui became Feiqi, with an extra golden pocket watch in his hand. Since leaving Hell, the snake's eyes no longer emit red light, just two pairs of red ordinary gemstones, and even look inferior because of their dark color. Feige looked at the time, listened to its ticking sound, and then wrapped it around his left wrist and tucked it in his sleeve.

"Shani, how long have I been meditating?"

"It's been four hours. The spider silk outside had begun to shed on its own two hours earlier, and it was no longer an obstacle. Shall we go out?"

"It's time. Fitch recalled, according to how his body felt, that he had only been in hell for an hour. Sometimes Hell is fast, sometimes it's slow, and it's hard to grasp. This time he left the pocket watch to figure out how big the difference was. Feige secretly touched his pocket watch, looked up at Xia Ni, then nodded, left the circle, took her hand, and walked out of the cave together.

In the eyes of others, there is no change between Feige and Shani, who are still the chief advisor and his maid. The two men were well disguised, and even Beni didn't notice anything. Liz, another who knew about it, buried everything in her heart and focused more on "pursuing the goddess".

Through several trips to hell, relying on the time difference between the two pocket watches, Feige slowly found a pattern. Hell has its own rhythm of time, which essentially has little correspondence with the mortal world. For the devils of hell, suffering is eternal, so there is no need to pay attention to time, only those who have business in "other worlds" will really care.

The time difference is relative. For states that exist across dimensions—such as Feige's, where the body is mortal and the soul is in hell—different activities will cause different time differences. His soul body is only thinking or experimenting with spells, so time is earned when he returns to his body. A few hours of meditation in hell is equivalent to a few seconds in the mortal world. If he starts digging walls, that is, using soul power to change the hellish environment, then it will seriously consume the time of the mortal world. This led to a new theoretical hypothesis: "The soul and time have a mutually influencing relationship." ”

If you're going to study the magic of time later, then this is the entry point. However, the time spell is too far away, and not a single rune related to time has been found at the moment, so there is no way to start.

Regarding the other phenomenon of time difference, if Fei Qi takes his body and crosses with three barrels of magic circle, then as long as the magic circle continues to operate, the time on both sides will be the same. Since you have to catch the demon and kill it in Hell to gain favor, this time control is important to avoid the secret of being the devil from being known by others, especially after the school of magic has started.

On the fifth day after the completion of the three-barrel circle, the Minas Ihir Zentang School of Magic and Wizardry officially ushered in the day of its opening. It was a normal day, and there were no ceremonies at the school, and no one from outside the school was in attendance, except for the teachers and students of the school. Feige had too much personal goods in the school and couldn't get over it with his conscience, so he didn't go to Didlet.

In the first session of the magic school, there were 1 teacher and 16 students, which was barely a class. The only teacher is the principal, which means that Fitch is the only one. Among the students, there are 10 Tibetan women, and all of them have decided to stay in school as teachers after completing their studies. The elves came, and Elway Hawkeye asked Lord Didriet for leave, appeared in front of Feige with a small package, and bought a student ID with five hundred elven gold coins. Although he was an older student, Feige accepted him, considering that he was the only one of all the students who gave money and that it was an important guide for future tuition.

The remaining five men were from Collingwood Town, two men and three girls, the youngest being seven years old and the oldest being a thirteen-year-old girl. Mayor Kelson Collingwood had been thinking about the school that Feige had promised, and the youngest child was his grandson. He wanted to send more children over, but Feige stopped him. After all, this is the first session, and as far as Feiqi is concerned, as a teacher and the chief consultant, there are too many people to take care of it. However, if these Collingwood children can complete their education, then they will definitely be able to work under Feige and gradually become the administrator of the territory or school.

There are currently four school administrators, Feige is the principal, Liz is the vice principal, Joe Duo is the honorary mentor, and Eddie is the dean. In other words, it's Liz and Eddie who really do the day-to-day work. The statue of Joe Duo had just been erected, and he hadn't left on the day of school, so he met with the students with Feige.

"You should be in the first class. Feige lowered his voice and said to Joe Duo, "As the co-founder of magic and the compiler of the textbook, it is your honor and responsibility. Of course, the main thing is responsibility, you can't just slip away without a class, right?"

"What do I talk about in class? Read what I write? I'm a troubadour, and preaching this kind of thing is your pastor's job, and I'm not good at it. ”

"Then tell me how I made my magic what it is now, and what kind of thinking you had in it. ”

"Oh, that's fine. But today is the first day, so don't you really have a ceremony or something? You know, even if the tavern opens, there will be some activities, such as the troubadour singing...... Forget it, when I didn't say it. Joe Duo probed on the edge of the disaster's upper body, but fortunately he managed to return to safety. "Feige, you should say something, right?"

Not only Joe Duo, but also Liz and Eddie had the same idea.

"Then go into the classroom and say. Feige was on the teasing stick, the pit sword dangling around his waist, and he took the lead in the front.

Compared to a campus with two basketball courts and more than 30 classrooms, the few teachers and students seem lonely. "It's going to get crowded, it's going to be lively, and there's even naughty kids shooting magic at each other – it doesn't really matter. The only important thing is that it should always be positive and never fall into internal hostility and confrontation. ”

"Oh, the seats in the classroom are arranged according to height, and the hidden girl goes to the back, you are taller. Adjust the distance between the front and back of the table yourself, so that your legs don't get too uncomfortable. You can take off your shoes, as long as your feet don't stink. Sorry Liz, I didn't take your height into account when it was built. Sit down, or it's too uncomfortable to bend over. Why don't you all sit down, I'm ...... I stood. ”

"Today is the first day of school and they all say it's a big day, but I don't think it's, at least not yet. Fei Qi thought for a moment and said, "The school teaches some introductory things, runes and other things are actually hundreds of thousands of years old, nothing new. The only slightly new knowledge is magic, which didn't have a very good reputation before. According to my Ice Peak Fortress comrade-in-arms Tron, it was hellish difficulty. Believe me, he hasn't seen hell, otherwise he wouldn't describe it that way. Thanks to Joe Duo's efforts, we finally have a set of teaching materials that can be used. I believe it works, but it also has to be tested by time and practice. ”

"So looking at it now, the school is ordinary, and there are no merits that can be done, so it doesn't matter much. But I have one hope, and that is that in the future, through everyone's efforts, through your success, the success of your students, and the continued success of your students, Minas Ihir Shantang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will become successful. It's only when we succeed that we can look back and evaluate today: Oh, it's a big day. ”

"Even, I have a delusion: when we are successful enough, when magic is deeply rooted in life and in people's hearts, then we will look back at today. They may say, "Today is important enough that perhaps it should be called the first year of magic." In that case, let's date according to magic......"

"Alright, the cake is drawn, now it's time to start class. Open your manuscripts—don't break them, just copy them—and you'll notice a name. Now, let that name teach you lessons. Welcome Joe Duo ......"

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