Chapter 115: The Eve of the Final (Part II)
Constantine couldn't help but want to say, "You are indeed very similar." But when the words came to his mouth, he still held back, "Master, then you came to me this time to ......"
"Yes, I'll give you something good to give you some chances of winning the poor little one. The old magister had a wicked smile on his face that only unscrupulous street vendors would have.
"Old man, what's the difference between this and cheating?" said Constantine.
Joey was serious, and said with a heartfelt voice: "Idiot, you are an ordinary person to deal with a holy domain powerhouse, it is unfair in itself, how can you fight without some equipment in your hand, well, take it." ”
The old mage waved his hand and wrote a few magic symbols in the air, the azure arcane light flickered, and countless torrents of energy and information passed and converged in the void, weaving a bridge through time and space......
Soon, a blue magic circle appeared in front of Constantine, and a golden gem floated above the magic array.
The secular arcanists would be absolutely shocked to the point of suffocation when they saw this scene, the magic technology of [Remote Item Teleportation], which only existed in legends, was so easily displayed in the hands of Old Joey, it was simply a miraculous skill.
Magic items are different from people, the more high-level magic items themselves carry more magic power, and the more sophisticated the structure, the greater the interference to the teleportation magic array, even if the teleportation is successful, the effectiveness of the magic item will be greatly reduced or even damaged to the point that it cannot be used.
How to solve this problem and realize the teleportation of high-level magic items, which has made countless arcanists and alchemists rack their brains.
But that's not a problem for Joey at all.
In the days when the magic tower and Joey got along, Constantine had already understood how perverted the old monster in front of him was in the field of space arcane, and almost every one of the magical geniuses cultivated by the World Tree Council had the power to transcend this era.
Casting this kind of arcane art, which was at least a century ahead of the continent's magic system, was nothing more than a gesture for Joey.
Constantine picked up the golden gem, looked at it curiously, and found that the gem was extremely ordinary in appearance, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"What is this?"
Joey showed a painful expression: "This is the time gem that my old man finally extorted from Innocent, I didn't want to use it myself, and now I will give it to you, you don't want to waste it." ”
Constantine is no longer the ignorant teenager who is ignorant of magic, and when he heard the name of the Time Gem, he immediately guessed something, "Could it be that this gem contains some advanced arcane arts?
Joey snorted, "This gem is a reward that a few of us received when we practiced in the City of Dawn, each gem has unimaginable power, its function is to make time stand still, as for how long it can be still, it depends on the strength of the caster's own mental power, with your current level, it shouldn't be a problem to stop for a second or two." ”
Hearing the shocking word that time stood still, Constantine's face became solemn, and he carefully put away the Time Gem, "Thank you, Master." ”
"Come on, boy, my old man has already placed a bet on the Golden Roulette wheel that you will win the final. Joey smiled sinisterly again, "Hehe, this Magister is so wise and wise, how can he make a loss-making deal?" ”
Joey turned off the magic projection.
The old mage turned around, looked at the Pope behind him, and shrugged his shoulders, "Old Divine Stick, as you can see, I have already handed over the Time Gem to that kid. ”
"That's good. The gray-haired Pope picked up a white chess piece from the chessboard on the table and stared at it intently
Joey suddenly said, "However, I have a hunch that even if he loses to Roland in the end, he will not use that gem." ”
"Oh, why?" the Pope's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but his hand did not pause as he lowered the white chess piece.
"I've been with this little guy for a few months and know what kind of character he is. ”
Joey sighed, "Although this child is cautious on the surface and good at forbearance and calculation, he still inherits the pride and stubbornness of his parents in his bones, he will be grateful for my teaching to him, but he will not easily use my gifts to him, this may also be part of fate." ”
The Pope picked up another black chess piece and said lightly: "The time gem and the pendant were all given to me by his mother back then, and I just returned it to him in advance now, whether I need it or not, it's his business." ”
"One of the things I'm more worried about is that Younas hasn't been found yet. "I suspect that someone in the Church is helping him." ”
Joey pondered for a moment, he didn't know much about the inside of the Holy See, but he tentatively said a name: "Drex?"
The Pope said with a sentimental expression, "Laplace said the same, but even if it was really him, I don't know what to do." ”
Joey's mind conjured up images from many years ago: two handsome young men in plain monk's robes, holding thick theological texts and covered in dust, standing on the Olympia Square, gazing with great reverence and reverence at the glorious temple at the end of the square.
The old mage shook his head, "I also met Drakes a few times back then, and I remember that he was still a beautiful little priest with a sunny face, who knew that he would later become this disgusting old man with bloody hands now?"
The Pope placed the two pieces on the empty chessboard, "I hope these two little ones who are about to appear on the stage will not become like him in the future." ”
Joey looked at the chessboard and saw only two black and white pieces on the chessboard, each standing in the grid in the center of the chessboard, facing each other, like two gladiators fighting each other.
The white ones are knights, and the black ones are mages.
.......
Entering the hall of Jupiter for the fourth time, Constantine stood in the corridor leading to the hot sand arena from the hall, leaning against stone pillars with torches burning on the walls. His face shone brightly and darkly.
Loud voices poured into the hall from outside the gates, and tens of thousands of spectators had already arrived.
"Good day, Morning Star. Roland's voice came from behind him.
Today's paladin wears a silver light Gothic armor, the cuirass is made of three pieces of splicing, and the angelic emblem of the Church of Light is engraved on it, with rounded and elegant lines.
Constantine, who had been studying at the Augustinian Theological Academy for more than a year, immediately recognized it as the standard armor of the Holy Knights of the Church, oozing with magical mythril and possessing excellent magic resistance.
Roland glanced at Constantine's costume, "You don't wear armor?"
"I told him before the fight against Blaze that the only way to beat me is if he can touch me. Constantine said, "I will also give you this sentence, so, for me, it is the same with or without armor." ”
Before knowing the identity of Constantine's bounty hunter, Roland may have thought that this was just a young arrogant statement, but after learning the identity of the other party from Morgan and seeing Constantine's skills in the arena, Roland had no doubt about the correctness of this statement at this moment.
"Where's your sword?" Constantine noticed that Roland's hand was empty.
Roland smiled, "The sword I used was broken by Rommel in the game the day before yesterday, and I have only used that cross sword in my life, and other swords are not easy to use." ”
At this, he paused, "Of course, I don't need a sword now. ”
"When I was on the Avenue of Roses, I had a hunch that you would be the last contestant standing in front of me. Roland calmly stared at the mask on Constantine's face.
"Are paladins so intuitive?" the boy shrugged.
"Because there's something about you that resembles me. "Although you wear a mask, there are some breaths that cannot be hidden, and only those who have endured true darkness and pain will exude such an aura. ”