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Feeling that his mind had been lost in it, Edward forced himself to withdraw his gaze, although he was still a little reluctant when he forced himself to turn his head.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt you, it just represents a right. ”

A voice, or rather, a consciousness, sounded in his mind, and then, like that, the darkness receded, revealing the nothingness behind it, and gradually becoming clear, gradually emerging from the gloomy darkness, constructing a figure with golden eyes, and even a layer of golden light on his skin. He leapt from the air, as if through space, and stood in front of Edward in a twisted ripple. Some of his slender bodies were covered with a layer of delicate metal armor, intricately patterned, making him feel like a sculpture - just as he had met him for the first time.

It's just that now, when he looked at Edward, his eyes were no longer condescending, but peaceful, and even his expression was no longer hard: "Congratulations." The former king of the golden elf said softly.

What is there to congratulate?

Edward's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and he felt that the strange feeling that had once upon a time had disappeared, or rather, this space no longer had a certain sense of rejection for him.

"Don't you want to talk about that set of things that is going to be my topic today?" After a pause, he now didn't know how to speak.

"There's no need anymore...... "The former king of the golden elf seemed to smile, but as if he was sighing: "Being able to come here means that you have obtained the approval of the royal power and become its true user." So, you will also truly become the master of this spiritual world here. ”

In other words, you have become us.

Edward frowned. Read this message from the other person's smile.

It's a real recognition now...... But in memory, he himself agreed, but much earlier. Although at that time, I was indeed in a state of no choice.

"I have already told you that what is really tempting you is your own thirst for power. Without this desire, we would not have appeared, and even the royal power would not have appeared before you. The golden elf replied: "Therefore, only your ** can obtain its recognition." ”

So nowadays. I'm really stuck in the hub, right?

"You can own your space, build your own spiritual realm, where you can practice communication with the magic web, which can be enhanced tenfold and hundredfold. Induction of the magic web. ”

The golden elf smiled slightly, quietly ignoring the dissatisfaction in the mind of the psychic warlock. Over here. His communication with Edward does not require a sense of language, nor does he have any observation: "And you will appear, here time does not mean much to you, or rather, your thinking. It will run at more than 10 times the usual degree, so that your life can be extended to the maximum. ”

"Wait a minute, the communication net? The power of spellcasting?" Picking up a word keenly from the other party's explanation, Edward's eyes lit up.

"Yes, gaining the power of a mage is like a real spellcaster," the golden elf nodded, "I thought that you had comprehended some of the power of kingship, and at least knew that as long as you held it, you would be a spellcaster." ”

Inevitable...... That is, will anyone get the caster's power when they get it?

"The holder of the royal power will always be the caster of the magic net," the golden elf explained, "no matter what you are good at, you will gain the power of the caster corresponding to it, for example, now, you can be a real real name caster, oh, in your time, call it a high-level mage? Well, the name, I have to say, is a bit subtle...... Stupid, there is never any high-level or low-level distinction between spellcasters, and some are just differences between time and wisdom. ”

Originally...... Is that so?

Edward nodded, but couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in his heart.

Yes, he's a spellcaster.

Although he didn't pay much attention to magic betting because of the existence of psychic abilities, and even the convenience of psionic abilities, he has been too lazy to memorize and study those strange symbols and materials, or strange syllables and movements...... But now he can at least communicate with the magic network of the three rings, and he can be regarded as a formal mage.

Until then, he had taken it for granted that it was the increase in his psychic ability that had improved his even worse talent for spellcasting. But if it is according to this interpretation...... Talent is something that can't really be made up for with a little simple effort.

"Relying on the power of the royal power, I used to be the strongest spellcaster of my time, but in fact, I was once a general who was nothing more than His Majesty Corellon. So you don't need to worry about whether you can adapt to the caster's power, as long as you use the rules here, you will soon have that power, and I have only been practicing here for less than a year as an arcane spellcaster. The golden elf said, however, and then he muttered again: "But at that time, the power of the royal power was far more perfect than it is now. So, there may be a difference in the effect, but I don't know exactly how much. ”

Edward's eyes narrowed, his gaze falling on the complex sheen in front of him.

Then, he held out his hand.

"This is the world of spirits, and the existence of a qiē depends on your thoughts, just like the battle you had with Inkai Bujuros before, connect your spirit to the core of the kingship, and then call on your imagination, and you can construct a ...... that you have never seen before, or even unseen, here."

The golden elf spoke, ready to guide the new owner of the artifact, but before his words could fall, countless objects stretched out from his position towards the surroundings.

A reddish-brown hardwood floor covers the floor, a handmade carpet of pure wool is unusually thick, a set of gentle and friendly sand is placed in the center of the room, just high enough for the person sitting on it to feel the warmth of the electric warm air next to it, and on the small table on the other side, a group of speakers flow from a light and pleasant waltz tune, coffee table, cabinet, bookcase, writing desk all appear in their appropriate places, and then the white walls. Hung a group of paintings of different shapes, from Leonardo da Vinci, Rembrandt, Monet to the

"It seems to be a bit of a tyrant...... Forget it, so be it. ”

The creator of this qiē rolled his gaze, and now he did not seem to have a talent for decoration, but at least, this qiē was enough to fool an ancient man who was more than 20,000 years old but had just reached medieval technology—the golden elf's gaze lingered on the simple patterns for a moment, and then turned to the canvases. But I was attracted by the unique beauty of the hazy smoke on "Sunrise Impression".

"You must have a full understanding of the power of the king's power, so can you give you a lesson or two? What do you think he would do?"

Comfortably lean back on that wide, soft sand. The Psychic Warlock spoke. Pulling the consciousness of the golden elf back from the study of stereo images, but when he motioned for the other party to sit down on the sand, the surprisingly soft leather surface still surprised the elven king with an indifferent expression.

"I don't know what Pandorian Ryan is, because I'm not the one who forged the staff. ”

The Golden Elf shook his head. But that answer made Edward frown: "What I do know is that the royal power controls the entire universe, some kind of ultimate rule, the purpose for which he was forged. It's to manipulate this Origin Power, and he's done that. He could almost establish an ultimate order. ”

"What order?"

"For the magic web, for the absolute control of the gods. ”

"I've tried the magic net, but what is it about the manipulation of the gods?"

"If the rules I know are accurate, it is by virtue of this king of the world...... The power of the staff, known as the Warlock's Throne, can connect, change, and twist the web, cutting off a god's connection to the entire world. This is the greatest significance of its casting. The Golden Elf explained, "It depends on the rules you say you want to make...... Each time the scepter is invoked, one or more gods will be affected, and he will be completely banished from the user's world. And his power will be at your disposal. ”

"Have you tried?"

"I used it to erase the existence of six primeval gods. ”

The indifferent response made Edward's heart move slightly, and his consciousness couldn't help but resurface that chilling battle picture.

Memories of the ancient battlefield.

The darkness overflowed like a stream of water, from the air to the ground, outlining the deep shadows that made the heart palpitate, and the huge figure, miserable and transparent, the translucent shape was as blurred as light, and in the dark eyes, there was a blue flame burning, and in the miserable white blurred light, the huge white skeleton stretched across the sky, and the huge chest cavity was lit with the flames of the undead, and when they swept across the battlefield, leaving only flesh and blood like a thick slurry, rendering the dirt on the ground a dark red, in front of these extremely powerful creatures, the attackers were in fear and despair from their hearts, their wills were shattered, and they were disintegrated。

"Is it the Frost Dragon Legion? That was just a helpless move, after all, some of my practices at that time were not recognized by the metal dragons, and as a golden elf, it was impossible to communicate with the five-colored dragon clan.

Obviously, this is a pleasant past for the former king of the Golden Elf - at this moment, a small smile seemed to rise on the indifferent face of the Golden Elf: "It's not very difficult, it's just that it takes a lot of time to prepare, and, according to your understanding, in this era, the dragons have left the earth, and it will not be as easy as we were at that time to obtain their burial place." ”

That is, you can ...... Do you still have the means to make those things?" asked Edward, noticing that his voice was slightly hoarse.

Frost Dragon, what about the premise of Cataclysm...... If it can be reproduced, not to mention the lethality, the visual effect alone is already exceptionally good, right?

"Ah, yes, it's not a difficult job, it's just some special undead, as long as you can communicate with the core of the magic web, you can also do it lightly, the difference is just the corpses and souls of the dragon clan, and some more precious magic materials, for example, pure tomb jade. Well, you call it smoky quartz?"

yes, an undead dragon or two. It really can't seem to be called a power - when the opponent is the god who is the best at manipulating pure energy. Edward shook his head, suppressing the temptation of boring ostentation, "Do you have any connection with the druids, one of them seems to worship you as a god?"

"There are some Friends of Nature in my legion, but they've almost been damaged in that battle, and I don't remember how many remained...... Moreover, tens of thousands of years have passed, and I don't know what they are pursuing has become. The Golden Elf replied this time. It's very simple:

"Let's go back to our previous topic. For the royal power, here are only the details...... I think I've already told you that the greatest power of this staff is the power of the origin of the entire universe that you can change as you like for the magic web. It can change almost every law in the entire multiverse. Make them work for you. What they control, you can control. ”

"It's really incredible. ”

Yes. Unbelievable. Edward didn't know much about the rules of song in this multiverse, but he also understood what a complicated existence it was, how could an object have that kind of ability?——

Wait a minute –

"Cutting off the connection of the magic net, so that all believers cannot feel the communication with the gods, is naturally isolating the power of the gods. Even, you can replace it in a short period of time. ”

"When a mage casts a spell, he has to use his spiritual power to connect the magic net and twist it into a corresponding shape. Then use actions, spellcasting materials, and spells as activation means in exchange for the recovery of the magic web, releasing the energy in it. The magicians, on the other hand, can omit this step, or rather, the gods are like intermediaries at this point, passing on the troublesome steps that save the casters, and the reward is the believer's faith.

"Are you saying that the gods gain the power of faith, and the same is the magic net?"

"Yes or no, I'm not a spellcaster, I'm not a servant of a god, so I don't know what that means. ”

"Don't be surprised, you should know that I am not the real Shiloh, the real Shiloh has long since disappeared in history, I am just a part of his legacy, a fragment of memory and personality, a message left by consciousness in the royal power. My knowledge comes from the inheritance of magical powers, and that's what I remember.

"But I remember you once told me that having obtained the royal power can become eternal?" Edward sneered.

"Of course you can, like Inkeb Güros, but I didn't choose to do that. The former king of the golden elf remained silent, and seemed to completely ignore the sarcasm of the telemancer: "However, it can also be said that there is never a so-called true eternity in this world. A qiē and a qiē will only exist in the midst of change, I am good, you are good, or, this heaven and earth, this multiverse is good......"

yes, that's how it should be.

Edward fell silent.

"You...... Are you afraid of death?" the former Elven King pointed out in a quiet voice, raising his head.

"I was afraid of death. The Psychic Warlock smiled mockingly: "It should be said that the fear of death is the instinct of being born as a human being, no, a living being. But fear does not mean that you will have to back down, since evasion cannot solve the problem, then winning the battle has become the only option. Shaking his head, he raised his gaze and met the golden eyes of the golden elf, "You said that this world will not give you much leeway...... You can escape once, escape twice, but without power, you can only wait to be wiped out in the end, and your qiē will be wiped out meaninglessly. ”

"Not bad. The golden elf nodded approvingly:

"I've already told you, but now I'll say it again, don't think too highly of the gods, if it was the beginning of the world, those ancient gods who participated in the creation of the world, or they deserve this kind of praise, but now these ...... They are but the wreckage of the gods, the slaves of the law, the gods...... Worms attached to certain rules are complacent, thinking that they are in control, but when the real users appear, they are just some annoying beings, and with a little action, they can make them disappear. ”

The former king of the golden elf advised:

A deep chill swept over Edward's heart.

Because he now knows that the first holder of the royal power was also a slave - unconsciously, he served the beings in this staff, served Pandorian Ryan, made enemies of the gods, destroyed the gods, and absorbed divine powers, and he probably never knew that when he broke the seal of this staff and broke free from the shackles, he would appear in this multiverse.

Or does he know very well and just thinks I don't know?(To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)