The untied lantern god's eyes moved, and he shook his head and flew around in the air. It looked at Siegel suspiciously, and then said in a very excited voice, "Congratulations, mage, for being the last winner and gaining permanent access to all floors of the Magic Tower!"

Siegel was stunned for a moment. The change in the personality of the lamp god was completely expected by him, which was no different from the person who had untied the shackles of his mind. But winning? That's kind of weird. My current scores are still negative, and there are still eight classmates outside.

Wait, Siegel suddenly kind of understood. He transformed the god of lights and completely cut off its connection with other gods of lights, so in the eyes of this god of lights, he was the only and ultimate victor. Can things really be that simple? While there was still some time before the end of the space-time shock, Siegel hurriedly asked about the situation.

"What if I become a winner, if there are other students, or if I'm no longer the only one? I don't want to keep the whole thing in a loop and never have an end. ”

The Lamp God shook his head and said in an excited tone: "Of course not, your right of way is permanent, and you will not be disturbed by anything except when ordered by the Magic God. If you don't believe, I'll mark it on you. ”

He shook his brown arm and drew an esoteric rune in mid-air, which was then imprinted on Siegel's neck. After a tingling sensation, the rune was tightly integrated with him like a tattoo, completely indistinguishable from each other.

Siegel touched the tattoo with his hand and felt a unique wave of magic from it. It's similar to the telepathic link in the lamp god's body, but it's connected to the highest level of the magic tower. The Archmage was relieved. Then he said, "The god of lights." Can you please re-explain the rules of the Academy of Magic? I'm going up the tower, and I'm excited, afraid to forget something. ”

"Okay!" the lamp god did not shirk at all, and began to speak in an enthusiastic tone.

This magic academy is a gift from magical powers to all mages, the ultimate place of study and research, and the key to unlocking the world's secrets. Bring in mages from all planes and planes, and let them volunteer to learn and grow here. These people will eventually become followers of the god of magic, spreading the power of faith.

Except for the creator god and the supreme god. Each deity requires faith, but there is a difference in the degree of dependence. Magical gods come from magic, not mages, so the number of mage believers is not too great. Coupled with the fact that all people need knowledge, and most people pray and believe in prophecies, the god of magic and knowledge has always been quite nourishing.

After Riele left with the sanity of the god of magic, the remaining gods and priesthoods tried to change the situation. As the previous lecturer had said, in their world magic is linked to the moon, and the moon corresponds to the three main gods. The mage needs to be a believer and servant of one of the three main gods in order to gain true power. Perhaps Shenhuo's original intention in creating the Academy of Magic was to develop such mage believers.

Every believer is precious, and it is up to them to develop new magic and spread the use of spells. So the breadth and depth of knowledge is the most important. There are many opportunities to earn points in the classroom every day, and the format is much more lively. You can even let the magic tower open up the illusion and practice in a variety of different environments, instead of the rigid narration like now.

There are also various ways to use points, the most important of which is insurance. There are so many things that can be accomplished with magic spells, and it is difficult for the Divine Fire itself to tell which action is harmful. Although you can use points to "resurrect" in time rewind, it will also wipe out all the knowledge and work you have learned in rewinding time. Therefore, the students here only need to deduct a fixed thirty points every day to obtain the ability to return to the room instantly, which is equivalent to ensuring their own safety.

"The teleportation room is also affected by spells, and it is not a panacea. "But you also understand that as long as you have an instant return to the room, the opponent must solve this problem as soon as he comes up, so the opponent's actions can be predicted." ”

Siegel nodded, indicating that he understood. The mage is powerful by calculating the opponent's actions and arranging various countermeasures. He can use triggers on himself to deal with enemy threats, and with the opportunity to return to the room, he can ensure his safety.

"Anyway, congratulations, you can go to the top floor, now you can come with me. After saying this, the lamp god opened the door and led the way. It paused visibly when it stepped out of the space-time oscillation area, and it should have felt the change of the legendary magic power to the world of the Divine Kingdom. However, this change is not aggressive, so it will not be heeded.

But when he saw the other eight rooms and the eight students outside, he suddenly turned his head angrily and shouted at Siegel: "You actually deceived me, you ......"

"I should say that I saved you. Siegel was unhurried and said to his lamp god: "You take a closer look at the state of several other lamp gods, and then tell me if they are normal." ”

The brown lamp god looked at it for a while, and finally realized that something was wrong. The other lantern gods are completely unintelligent constructed creatures, and are deaf and mute at all times except answering questions, and can only fly slowly with their masters. Siegel's lamp god pinched his chin with his hand, frowning and hesitating.

"The only change I've made to you is to cut you off from the other Lamp Gods, so that the spells in their bodies don't affect you. In addition to your lamp gods, it is likely that there are other places that have also been tampered with, I can't check them one by one, maybe you have a way?"

The Lamp God shook his head: "This is not within my scope of responsibility and ability, because no one can know the original appearance of the Magic Academy, so it is impossible to quickly locate the mistake." But there's one thing I can do, and that's to leave it to you. You wait for me. ”

After saying that, the lamp god flew into the magic tower, all the way to the fourth floor, and then there was the sound of rummaging through the cabinets from inside. When Siegel reached the first floor, he found that it was still a copy room, where four students were working hard to increase their points. He tried to go to the second floor, but found that there was no staircase going up. I remember that when the insect mage ascended to the second floor, he was summoned by the teacher to the spiral staircase. But how can you summon without a teacher?

Siegel came to what was supposed to be a staircase. Touching the tattoo on your neck. Facing the wall, he said, "I'm going upstairs and showing the stairs." "The tattoo didn't respond, and so did the room, and it seems that the secret language is not as simple as imagined.

The mage who was copying heard Siegel's words and looked up at him with a puzzled look. Siegel shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression in exchange for a few roll of his eyes. Everyone's time is precious and will not be wasted on fools.

That's when it happened. The entire magic tower suddenly erupted with blue light, and then more than a dozen lightning bolts shot out from the outer wall of the fourth floor, spreading in all directions like a cast fishing net. Everyone didn't know what was going on, so they ran out to watch, and everyone frowned in unison. Everyone present is a powerful mage and sensitive to elemental fluctuations. The power of lightning was amazing, but there was not the slightest reaction of qi elemental energy, let alone magic fluctuations. It stands to reason that even if this is an illusion picture. There should also be a magic response.

The dwarf mage in a wheelchair pulled out a metal clockwork bird from his pocket of space. He twisted it a few times. Also cast an activation spell. The metal bird chirped three times, spread its wings and flew straight for the lightning.

The gnome had a smug smile on his face, and he was confident in his constructed creatures. This little bird is just a gadget for scouting, but it has decent speed and a sturdy shell. It can detect the situation and transmit messages on the chaotic battlefield, braving stray arrows and stones, and can also extend the user's senses and produce an immersive feeling.

He concentrated on tying his will to the constructing bird, and gradually approached the lightning in the sky. But the shortening of the distance did not allow him to find out the secret of the lightning. He controlled the clockwork bird to continue to rise, and when it finally came into contact with the lightning, its eyes were covered in darkness.

Everyone clearly saw that the clockwork bird instantly turned into dust, and was blown away without a trace in the air. Its controller trembled a few times, and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with his two small hands so that he did not fall crooked.

There are no energy fluctuations but the power is so amazing, it is likely to be the power of the rules, that is, the legendary spell. Siegel reckoned that this was a lightning manifestation of the power of "disintegration" or "annihilation", and unless it was also fought with legendary spell seeds, it would inevitably end up in ashes.

In the midst of the raging lightning, Siegel's tawny lamp god flew out. Its body became transparent, as if it had no substance. The walls of the magic tower failed to stop him, and lightning passed through its body, seemingly touching nothing. But the legendary spell seed is so easy to dodge, after all, the lamp god can still be seen by people now, and it is not completely out of this dimension, so the power of destruction still has an impact on its body.

The lantern god had something in his hand, his fist clenched tightly, and flew to Siegel's side. As the body becomes almost transparent, you can clearly see that the inside of the lamp god is beginning to crumble. "Open your hands and take it. The god of the lamp gasped, acting like a real person even though he was a constructing creature, as if he had been mortally injured at this time.

Siegel opened his palm, and then felt his palm sink. His lamp god placed an oval obsidian on it, which was only slightly larger than a fingernail, but it weighed more than ten pounds. The surface of the black stone has a dark gray pattern that can only be seen if you look closely. Just see this pattern Siegel knows, in the palm of his hand is an Ayn stone.

Most magical items need to be worn in order to harmonize with their energy environment before they can be used. It's like a hat should be worn on the head, and a ring should be worn on the finger. The Aein Stone does not need to be "worn", but simply touches it on the forehead and it flies and rotates around the user as if it is being pulled and bound by a rope. He never obstructs the view and doesn't bump into anything. Except for the fact that the user is squeezed by the force field effect and has no space at all, the Ainstone will always keep flying in a state of orbit and provide a variety of magical effects.

Some can absorb spell power, some can increase power, some can withstand damage, and some can even bring ethereal good luck. Different types of Ainstone have specific shapes and colors, but there is never a black elliptical Ainstone.

"Wear it, put it away, it will connect you to the Tower, and you'll understand. "The condition of the lamp god is getting worse and worse, and a fist-sized hole has appeared in his chest. And it's spreading. "The only way to reconnect with the other Lamp Gods is to form a network of forces. I can get rid of the consequences of being destroyed. According to you. Does that mean I'm going to be stupid again?"

Siegel nodded. If you want to completely eradicate the spell that Riele has set on the god of lights, you must make the god of lights revert to the state of the body before you can do it. But the others won't give up on their lamp gods, and the suspicions that are rooted in their hearts will make them intervene to stop Siegel. In this case, it is only possible to control the others, or even drive them all away by elimination.

Since the Lantern God needs to reconnect with the rest of his companions, it is inevitable that it will turn back to the end of "stupidity". Siegel smacked the Ain Stone on his forehead. Watch it spin slowly. Seeing this scene, the tawny lamp god seemed to be relieved, turned around and flew away, colliding with the other lamp god.

The power of the devastating lightning was forced out of its body and rose back into the sky to join the power grid. The lamp god's body began to heal, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. It only took a few seconds for him to revert back to the way Siegel had first seen him: without glamour, without soul, without emotion.

As if sensing this change, the lightning bolts from the magic tower disappeared along with them. Everyone looked at the Ayn Stone that swirled around Siegel and frowned at its purpose.

At the time the stone meets his forehead, Siegel already knows the role of the Ironstone: through this stone. He carried a library with him, and all he had to do was focus on the name of the book, the category, the author, or a certain text. The black Aynstone will find all the relevant books and select them for Siegel.

"The blueprints of the lamp god here. Siegel thought silently. In an instant, hundreds of books appeared in Siegel's mind, crackling and falling all over the ground like hail falling from the sky. How do you look at this, do you have to go through them one by one? As soon as Siegel had the idea come to his mind, he saw the books rearranged and stacked in his own mind. Their names and abstracts form a form at the top, which is then arranged in order of relevance.

The top scroll is the blueprint of the Magic Tower Lamp God, and the book below is some of the blueprints of ordinary Lamp Gods, and some of the instructions for using the local Lamp God. Siegel focused on the scroll and was about to read it carefully, but he didn't expect that all the images in his mind disappeared, whether it was the book or the scroll.

The tawny lantern god, which had been restored to its original state, flew back to Siegel's side, completely devoid of that familiar and intimate feeling. "The drawings cost 400 points, and the first use is free, please wait a while, and it will be delivered immediately. ”

The lamp god spread his hands flatly, and an old yellowed scroll gradually grew from transparent to material, and finally stopped firmly in his hand. This is really what I want, but the internal font is a little different. At the very front of the scroll, the inscription "Transcription by Master Longke" is printed. It seems that this scroll may have appeared in the transcription room, but I don't know if this mage named Ronke has mastered the secret of making the lamp god in the process of copying.

"Why did your lamp god go up to the fourth floor to get something, and what was the use of the obsidian Aine stone he gave you?"

It wasn't the enthusiastic Anna who asked the question, but the mage of the insect in the mask. Before, he was the first to return to the house because his body had not recovered, but now he stood generously in front of Siegel. Maybe he's back to his best and his self-confidence is swelling, or maybe he's just making a gesture to make it less likely that someone else will get in trouble.

"Actually, I don't know very well, you can ask your lamp god. Siegel said, "I don't know why something like this happened! Have you lived here for a long time and nothing like this has happened?"

The insect mage looked in the direction of the lamp god. Due to the obscuration of the mask, seeing the movement of his eyes is the limit, and it is unknown what his expression is and what is said in his mouth. However, the exchange was very brief, and the insect mage was very dissatisfied with the lamp god's answer, glared at Siegel and shook his hand away.

It must be nice to be able to take something down from the fourth floor. The other mages were also asking their lamp gods, trying to figure out what the black Ayn Stone was for. They all get the same answer: since you don't have the qualifications to go up to the fourth tier, you can't know what the item does.

The more such things are, the more they arouse the greed of the people. The "Old Mage" once fought the Gnome Flame Mage, although he showed good combat ability. But not invincible. So some people start planning in their hearts. They saw that the old mage had sent his lamp god up to the fourth layer. He also saw that his lamp god was hit hard. While it is unclear how the "old mage" did this, in this magic academy, only spending points can make the lamp god obey orders.

He hasn't been here for long, and everyone has a calculation of the points he can get every day, and even if he adds the scores from the transcription, it won't exceed two hundred. The value of the Ayn Stone on the fourth floor is definitely higher than this, and if you add the lamp god who repairs himself, the "old mage" must already be a negative score. A negative score means you can't fight back. It can only be purely defensive. As long as you can block him and prevent him from hiding in the room, then you can force him to hand over the Ain Stone.

Siegel thought of this and knew that the situation he was facing was very difficult. The effect of stealing time had passed, and his room was in a very slow flow of time, and once he entered, he couldn't get out without spending a few hours, and he didn't dare to hide inside. However, this did not prevent him from pretending to lunge in the direction of the room, forcing those who tried to stop him to get ahead of him.

Sure enough, someone was fooled. The dwarf flame mage was still so impulsive, and the wings of the flames burned behind him, flapping violently and rushing in front of Siegel. He also wants to save points. Therefore, he did not cast a spell on Siegel and chose to block it with his body. Except for him. A middle-aged human male mage also rushed over.

They stepped into the area of space-time concussion and were immediately affected. They themselves were unaware that the rules of time had changed, and they were still charging with the best of their might, but in the eyes of the others, the two of them suddenly turned into slow motion. Whether it is the movement of the body or the shaking of the flames behind the dwarf, it is like a worm trapped in the gel, and it can only move inch by inch.

A few mages thought about it for a moment and probably guessed what the effect was causing such a situation. The power of time and space has always been the most difficult but powerful of all spells, and it is characterized by being difficult to guard against. If the two men in the slow zone stare at Siegel, they will find that his movements become extremely rapid, and their eyes are full of flashes and afterimages. Perhaps they will be able to figure out their situation and try to get out of the space-time shock zone. However, it takes time to enter and exit, and the Magic Tower's classes wait for no one, and they can't catch up anyway.

Siegel has a lot of negative scores, and one class will definitely not make up for it. However, he could try to apply to the teacher to go to the upper echelons of the Magic Tower, so that he could avoid people who were hostile to him. When the effect of the Temporal Concussion ends, the room can be used for evacuation.

Since he didn't have points, he couldn't hurt the sluggish two now, otherwise he would be turned back in time. There was no need to lose the Ain Stone for this matter, so Siegel walked to the classroom without looking back. He never let his guard down, but maybe the power of the plane shock was a warning to the others, so no one attacked him again this time.

Anna, the elf, thought about it and followed Siegel into the classroom. The mage outside summons some harmless little white rats and throws them at the Time Slow Zone. They also wanted to figure out how the spell effect was generated, so they didn't waste any time before the class started.

Only the orc mage licked his lips and took out his staff in front of everyone. He whispered a few words to the lamp god, seized the opportunity that the two of them were trapped and difficult to fight back, and chose to strike first.

He swung his staff and cast magic on two people constantly, including the elimination technique that dissolves defenses, the dimensional anchor that prevents space from moving, and seven or eight curses of different types. There is no shortage of damaging spells, and spells like fireballs, chain lightning, and ice storms are not to be spared at all. Once these spells enter the Time Retardation Zone, they can only do slow motion, squeezing them into a string and flying forward. I don't know if the two people inside have discovered the desperate situation they are facing.

For them, all the spells will basically arrive at the same time, and the two of them will only have one chance to cast a spell. The orcs estimated that the two people inside would choose an anti-magic force field, and only this spell could completely cancel out the damage of all spells outside.

So he took out a large number of weapons from the space bag, including daggers, javelins, throwing axes, crossbows, etc., and began to fire at the two people who were trapped. These throwing weapons follow the movement behind the spell and will arrive almost at the same time. The orcs were not at ease, and kept firing crossbows, shooting them from different angles. For a moment, the bolts were denser than the droplets of water in a storm, and the continuous firing damaged the delicate steel crossbows. Fortunately, the magic school provides all kinds of things, and crossbows and crossbows are not rare materials, so you don't even need points to get them.

Eventually, there was no place for the stitches, and the orc finally smiled in satisfaction and whistled to the classroom.

During the lesson, everyone heard a deafening loud bang from the continuous explosions outside, and even the ground and the magic tower were shaking. The two guys who tried to attack others were directly shattered, and they didn't even have a chance to scream.

I thought it could be backtracked, but somehow the two never showed up again. (To be continued.) )

PS: Some headaches, the state is not too good, the update is late, forgive me. I'm going to sleep well and try to get back to shape quickly, mmmm.