War, war has never changed.

The end of the world, like its birth, was with light from the sky, heat from the ground, wind, rain, and blood. Starting with a good motive, the creator God created all things, and ended with a crazy thought, and the living beings chose to destroy. Dust to dust, dust to dust.

A loud roar drowned out the dying screams, and the bright flashes made it impossible for the goblins to see their way to heaven. If there really is an eternal destination, why rush to go? The goblins had bought themselves a ticket to the end in advance, and now they were just using it.

No one knows exactly how many nuclear weapons the goblins fired. When the black goblin is attacked by a nuclear bomb, he decides to dye the whole world black with death. The balance created by nuclear weapons has been upset, and destruction and death have taken over.

The Mage Guild, the Starry King, and the Marquis of Heim watched from the sidelines. They saw the white line across the sky, the trail left by the long-range nuclear weapons as they flew by. Dawn was on all sides, and countless suns rose on the horizon, bringing with them the light and heat of destruction.

The magicians chanted a spell to get the tower to work. The obsidian dagger became hot and bright, and its power emanated, absorbed by the entire magic tower, and gradually amplified by the vibration of elemental energy. A pale yellow film of light emitted from the center of the magic tower, enveloping a radius of 100 kilometers. Within this range, all burning more violently than flint and steel, all temperatures higher than ironmaking are forbidden, and the rules of the world are artificially modified.

Siegel and Evan looked at each other, and they both felt their obsidian daggers resonate. These obsidian daggers were originally a set, and the four dagger capitals were made from fragments of four-sided dice. The four daggers were eager to come back together, and their intentions were known to the two holders.

But now is not the time, and before the goblin threat is completely eliminated, the Obsidian Dagger must sit in the center of the magic tower.

His Majesty does not understand magic. But his role in this magic circle is important. He had to contribute a dime of blood to pour on the obsidian dagger, while praying incessantly as the magic circle opened. Despite many explanations from members of the Mage Guild, Evan still didn't understand the necessity of this magic.

Coupled with the king's royal guards, there were many onlookers at the scene, but the only one who could understand the magic array was Siegel. He concentrates all his mind and analyzes the flow of the elements. He found that the structure of the entire magic circle was very simple. It is constantly vibrating and amplifying the magic effect, which is no different from the normal structure of a mage tower. But since this place can be called a legendary magic array, it must have its own special features.

The pale yellow film of light that spreads outward has a unique temperament, which is sacred and inviolable, just like when the sage goes all out to show the majesty of the gods. If the power of the gods is the power of the rules, and the legendary circle has touched the rules, then isn't this circle similar to a god?

Siegel knew why his analysis didn't get results, and it was because he was trying to invade a god from the outside. He'd tried this before, every time he saw the Sage. and when analyzing the body composition of the Mother Earth Sage again and again. For external influences, whether the elements are violent or drizzling, the divine power structure is soft and hard, and they are all repelled. However, if you can make the elemental spell blend with the surrounding environment, the divine body will not be able to distinguish it, and it will be able to penetrate the surface layer instead.

Siegel didn't expect this at first, but it was the Archmage of Alexander, the Lion King, who had the sole ability to remind him. Fusion rules, camouflage itself. Think of yourself as a spy and gain access to your enemies. Siegel relies on his precise mastery of the elements. Little by little, he manipulated his spells to match the fluctuations of his surroundings, and was finally able to pass through the outer defenses.

On the divine body, he saw the links of countless spatial spells and psychic spells. The prayer offers his will to the gods, who transform it into power, which condenses in the saint in the same way. Divine power is an aggregate of elements on another level, the structure of which Siegel has not yet mastered. But know that it is some form of existence, not an ethereal concept.

This time, he blended himself into his surroundings in the same way, no longer focusing on elemental fluctuations and instead focusing on the glow emitted by the obsidian dagger. He had a vague feeling. The light that radiates is also a false appearance, and its real power is not light.

In many accounts, when God wields power with His own hands, it is always accompanied by all kinds of light, which appears holy and great. But what does the spell require so many lights, is the light necessary in the process of divine power being cast? Maybe the light is to cover something, or is it a phenomenon that the gods can't control, an additional effect of the gods' use of power? Siegel looked at the obsidian dagger with this suspicion, and examined the entire legendary circle.

The process of activating the circle was long, estimated to take several hours, which gave Siegel plenty of time. If the entire spell was cast by a mage who had mastered the legendary spell, there was a real chance that Siegel wouldn't see anything. However, among the faction leaders of the Mage Guild, the head of the enchantment department is only the archmage, and does not know legendary spells.

As the weakest point in the entire magic circle, he gave Siegel a lot of hints. Seegal observed the flow of spell power around him, and slowly found the key to the chaos of threads—the key to the legendary spell's ability to harness the power of the rules. Immediately afterward, the psionic vision and powerful analytical power provided by the dice began to work, and the important circle patterns of hundreds of thousands of legendary spells were separated, revealing the secret of this spell to Siegel.

The question of what exactly is a legendary spell has always haunted Siegel. Although everyone uses the same power to trace back to their origins, different mages have different perceptions, and the path to the legend is also ever-changing. If you rely on these insights to figure it out on your own, you need to go through a maze of fog to find the answer. But now, with the structure of the legendary spell in front of Siegel's eyes, he saw a map of the entire labyrinth, and the rest was just parsing.

To become an archmage requires an understanding of the High Spells, and the secret of the High Spells is to simplify the complex and return to the essence of the elements. It is only possible to reassemble the most advanced spell such as a trebuchet by finding the most basic units in the complex combination of spell casting actions, language, and materials, as well as the use of elements, spell models, etc., like disassembling an entire wagon into basic parts such as wooden bars and nails.

Legendary spells need to be broken down in a more nuanced way, splitting the base units of higher spells into concepts, known as legendary spell seeds. Nails are equivalent to reinforcement, and wooden strips are equivalent to connections. The four elements have only one aspect on this level, and that is energy, all summoning spells are spells on this level, and there are only two concepts for life: healing and killing.

These concepts are used as technical materials, built up through unique structures. If it is cast as a spell, then it is a legendary spell, and if it exists as a magic circle, it is a mystery.

Siegel frowned, how did the word "Lost Lock" come to mind? he had never seen it in any books, and he had only called it "Legendary Spell Array" before. But for some reason, he felt that the word "Lost Lock" was created for what was in front of him, and there would be no deviation or misunderstanding.

His frowning motion was watched by Liel. Siegel knew what he was doing, and no one could do that if he wanted to analyze legendary spells with his own eyes. Even if you are a god of magic, you need to learn the legendary magic that wields the power of rules slowly, using the user's explanation or extrapolating it according to the phenomenon. But all of this requires the premise that the person analyzing it is originally going to be legendary about spells. Riele knew very well that Siegel didn't know legendary spells yet, so he couldn't parse them. The frowning eyebrows just now illustrate this point.

The rest of the Mage Guild had the same idea, so they didn't mind Siegel watching from the sidelines. Advanced spells and legendary spells are two different things, they are built on different foundations and have unrelated rules. They had the intention to show their power in front of Siegel and tell him about the power of the legendary spell, but they didn't expect it to become a teaching operation.

Siegel let out a sigh of relief, knowing that it was the ability of the dice that helped him. I don't know how many crystal walls in the multiverse have legendary spells, and it is possible that one of the sparks of wisdom was captured by the twenty-sided dice, which brought the word "Lost Lock" to his mind. The term was accompanied by a comprehension of legendary spells, which made it possible to combine a jumble of numbers into an orderly formula. Although it still takes a lot of effort to unravel the equation, having the equation already has a clear path.

So he remained silent and continued to observe the operation of the entire maze. The giant maze used to suppress the entire planet, the knowledge and legendary spell seeds it uses are quite comprehensive, and Siegel looks at it with relish, and uses all his concentration to memorize it. It's like a landscape that he doesn't know how to paint yet, but he already knows how to move each stroke, and then he can quickly improve it by copying and figuring it out.

With countless sun-like flashes and mushroom clouds soaring into the sky, and with the death of more than six billion goblins, the entire planet began a new round of reorganization. The earth cracked and disappeared beneath the ocean, but tens of thousands of volcanoes erupted all over the planet, creating new land. The mighty mountains collapsed under pressure, and the free atmosphere was stirred up, carrying deadly dust across the world. There were more and more flashes, but the sky was getting darker. The rocks were burned and crushed into dust, and began to obscure the true sunlight.

The last light in the sky was a beautiful aurora borealis, colorful and fluttering like a ribbon. After that, only the flash of a nuclear bomb explosion occasionally reflected the rolling clouds of strange dust, and the rest of the world was dark.

The light curtain of the Mystery Lock isolates the foreign dust, creating an area about ten kilometers in circumference. Although it has also weathered earthquakes and hurricanes, at least it has not sunk into the sea. The magic tower is a little crooked, the mages of the guild are a little tired, Siegel has a constant headache from forced memory, and the goblins have disappeared.

Subsequently, the true power of the Lost Lock erupted, and the power of the rules of the prohibition and deflagration spread outward, gradually merging with this world. Soon, even volcanoes will not be able to erupt, and goblins will only be able to use the power of flint and iron flakes at most. Even if a goblin survives this destruction, he can only use cold weapons such as swords.

Without the rules of the gods to stabilize the world, this is the end of destruction. (To be continued.) )