Chapter 360 360. Come on a casual trip
"You can actually affect the magic crystal in this way?" Croya said it was a bit hard to understand. That kind of "imprint" could actually erase the existence of the other half, but it could still function normally.
That is the seal of friendship!
Friendship is maintained by both parties. If one party does not remember the other party, is there any such thing as friendship?
Ivy was furious: "This friendship, which was enough to be engraved in my heart, just disappeared! Ms. Pandora!"
Miya had no obvious expression: "Why are the magic crystal grapevines here?"
Three different questions made Pandora look confused.
In the end, she could only answer Croya's question: "Because this is its wish, Robert's wish. It hopes to meet its master in the distant future.
At that time, it has returned to the world on its own strength, and the rain curtain of friendship magic will unravel. ”
"What?" Croya was shocked and puzzled: "It wants to break through the confusion of death by its own strength, so why not just accept Eden or the sunshine potion and start over?"
"..."
"It says you want to work hard on your own."
Pandora answered.
"...Okay."
This answer made Croya both helpless and gratified. The helpless thing was that if Robert was willing to accept the help of his owner and develop directly in Eden, he should be able to achieve quite a lot of achievements.
I am gratified that the Flame Tail Dog, which I personally bred, actually has such ambition and wants to break through the confusion of death and reincarnation. If it can be achieved, it is indeed worthy of praise.
——In fact, more and more people are unwilling to accept the "eternity" of Eden. Many people choose to embrace death and go to the underworld for the second journey.
Now gradually, Croya has also changed from forcing apprentices who go out to fight to carry badge talismans to allowing them to carry them selectively. Perhaps for some people, the eternity of Eden is indeed a shackles.
"Are you going to ask Theodore or the Goddess of Hades to take care of it?" The tower spirit came out from nowhere and lay on Croya's shoulder: "They should be willing to help take care of such a powerful little guy, right? .”
Croya rubbed its head casually: "Then tell them for me. There is no need for extra attention. Just don't let it be bullied."
"Okay."
The tower spirit jumped happily, like a whale jumping into the sea, splashing ripples in the space, and then disappeared inside.
"This guy, has the influence of the symphony disappeared on him?" Croya shook his head and looked at Pandora.
"Just like what I said, you have absolute freedom and can do whatever you want. The only requirement is that you cannot force yourself to do something."
"I don't expect everyone to have the ability to face despair. Escape is a good choice, as long as they are willing."
After saying this, he stepped forward.
He didn't communicate much with Sean. Since Robert wanted to see each other again in the future, let's leave this regret behind. Besides, Sean didn't need to explain it himself.
Croya's status is not suitable for doing this kind of thing.
He just went straight to the roots of the grapevine, looked at it silently burying Robert into the ground with its roots, and spoke after a while.
"My friend, you have been silent lately."
"What do you want to do?"
He stroked the branches and leaves of the grapevine and comforted: "No matter what you want to do, you can tell me, I will help you and support you."
But the magic crystal grapevine didn't answer for a long time.
Obviously Croya could feel its consciousness surging like an ocean, but he couldn't "hear" what it wanted to say.
Croya was very patient, and time passed quickly, from the time the sun was high in the sky to the time when the sun was setting in the west.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Ivy finally couldn't help but said: "It is a magic plant that wants to become death."
"It...there are too many monsters buried under its protection, and it wants to go to the underworld to continue to protect them."
Finally, Ivy said cautiously: "It is worried that you will feel uncomfortable. After all, you have been taking care of it and given it so much magic power to make it grow to the size it is today."
"..."
Hearing this, Croya couldn't help laughing angrily: "You guy, am I an unreasonable person?"
He directly pulled off a leaf from the grapevine, and the latter immediately shivered with "pain", and then obediently brought up more leaves containing magic essence, and by the way, colorful magic grapes were also sent to him.
This scene really looks like a bully squeezing the magic plant, and the poor magic plant eagerly gives away its most cherished fruit - if some druids saw it, they would probably shout "let it go" Lost the magic.
Holding the leaves of the grapevine in his hand, Croya restrained his power, and the iridescent halo as bright as the sun gradually turned into a gray-black power of death.
As a qualified mage, of course he not only has the power of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors", whether it is the quasi-divine power obtained from the Ring of Glory, the power of demons, or even the current power of death. His strength.
"Since you want to go to the underworld, go with my blessing."
"Just in time, help me open a way to the underworld."
"My friend, I wish you good luck."
He used his own power and the astral body engraving technique to engrave a death magic inside this leaf——
[Engraving completed, Magic Field Grape Vine (Gray Shadow of Death)]
[When this magic takes effect, when you are in the environment of "Underworld", you will enter a short-term stagnation state. You will not receive any damage during the stagnation state, unless the "power of time" of stagnation can be broken. 】
[The maintenance time is determined by the purity of Shi Yao. The current upper limit of the power it is expected to be able to withstand is: weak divine power. 】
[This magic comes from "Time Yao·West Wind·Dark Hour" and "The Miracle of Death? The Buried Magic (1)·Tips for Walking in the Underworld". 】
This is the first time he has used death magic like this. I have to say that the tranquility and death aura that are completely opposite to life are really different. With his current strength, the aura of death at this level is basically the same as the air-conditioning of an air conditioner.
He does not reject this power.
On the contrary... I'm still a little obsessed.
So a bold idea immediately came to his mind, he looked at Miya with a smile, and extended his hand unceremoniously: "Teacher, give me the space magic circle of the underworld!" "I want to send the grape vine down myself!" < br>
Miya: "...?"
He looked at the increasingly lively Croya with an expression that was hard to explain. He had no choice but to say: "Okay, actually there are some good resources in the underworld. If you want to develop, you can't just focus on the Lord." The life of the plane."
A qualified legendary mage must have different farms in many different planes, so as to ensure the production of various resources. What Croa has now is still slightly inferior.
"Okay." Croya got the method given by Miya and started drawing it on the spot. He soon created a dark portal made of extinguished volcanic magma, that is, obsidian.
In the concept of occultism, volcanoes are the "life blood of the earth", but after the condensation is extinguished, they become "condensed obsidian", which is one of the best materials for building a portal to the underworld.
Legend has it that Semrio's largest volcano turned into a dead gate to the underworld after it was extinguished. It is the territory and only territory of the goddess of the underworld in the main plane.
The obsidian that Croya used to build the portal came from there. It was handed over to him by the goddess of the underworld. It was a matter of course that the building was successful.
After the construction was completed, he waved to the teacher smartly: "Sorry to trouble you, you also need to worry about the kaba beasts refining the sun ore, so I'm leaving!"
After saying that, he took the grapevine that had split into a vine and stepped directly into the obsidian portal, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
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Only Miya and Ivy were left speechless.
No, are you really going to leave just now?
Only at this moment did they truly realize how worry-free the governing system in the north that Croya had built was at least not going to fall into chaos because of the departure of the lord.
……
The other side.
Croya, who entered the underworld himself, ran into trouble.
The moment he came in, he forgot to restrain his own light. The moment he walked out of the portal, it was like a super light bulb of several hundred watts. The shining and warm light instantly filled the dark land of the underworld, and life The aura even caused the plants and trees that had been buried for who knows how long to start to break out of the ground and grow.
The undead, the undead that longed for the breath of the living, rushed over like crazy. There were the most basic skeleton soldiers and bone dragons, overwhelming them.
"Uh..."
Croya looked at the situation around him, blinked his eyes, covered his head pretending to be weak, and then shouted: "Sunflower! Come on!"
As he called, the space suddenly fluctuated violently, and a golden-red light ball forced its way out, instantly emitting countless rays of scorching light. Each ray of light could easily melt the bone dragon.
Under the burst of sunlight, countless undead souls melted to the point where no bone residue was left. They were dusty and turned into bone meal blown away by the hot wind.
In the blink of an eye, half of the undead tide rushing toward him was wiped out, and the remaining half ran as fast as it came, disappearing without a trace.
"..."
"Father, is this why you called me here?"
The sunflowers floated quietly on his shoulders, and he said helplessly: "You can destroy them easily."
Unexpectedly, Croya shook his head pretending to be profound: "You don't understand."
"..."
Sunflower really didn't understand what Croa was thinking, but it behaved like a summoned beast.
"Father, a powerful aura is approaching."
It reminded: "If we kill so many undead creatures directly like this, the undead lords here might go berserk."
"I'm so scared~" Croya blinked again and looked expectantly at the black cloud of countless skulls that was approaching menacingly in the distance.
The power emanating from it is about level ten.
After all, even in the underworld, it is not easy to find a legendary undead lord, but even if it is a legendary level, Croya is not afraid.
He thought for a while, before the surging mist reached in front of him, he stretched out his hand and drew a circle, and then shouted: "The decision is yours!"
What emerged from the circle were weapons filled with brilliance one after another, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, each of which was shining with powerful magic power, at least level five or above.
As soon as they appeared, they began to perform their duties according to the magic circle that had been engraved before, and soon formed a huge magic circle. The moment the black cloud arrived, they rushed forward.
There are no special moves, he just simply uses his body to fight head-on. Weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds are responsible for attacking, and shields and the like are used for defense, and all the black clouds are chopped away in one fell swoop.
——They are alloys that have been refined countless times by the Kabamons, and were engraved by Croya himself. They have been soaked in the tide of magic for who knows how long. The magic level is only level five, but the "physical body" is extremely powerful.
After all, weapons are bound to break if they are not strong enough.
What's more, they also have many demon-breaking, holy, sharp and other enchantment effects. In this way, when the team cooperates, it is simply a god blocking the killing god, which is a terrifying mess.
The undead lord wrapped inside fell down without even reacting. Then he was swarmed up and beaten violently. Finally, he was tied up with a rope and sent to Croya.
The whole process didn't even take more than ten minutes.
The Lord of the Undead - that is, a strong skeleton king with dark gold stripes on his bones was so groggy that he had no idea where this strong man came from.
What makes it even more uneasy is that the glorious mage in front of it always makes it have visions of a strong man holding a harp that he once saw. That strong man and a female mage had robbed the underworld. Four demons!
The soul fire in its eye sockets flickered, and it forced a "smile" expression on its bone face, and said pitifully:
"Master Mage, I really have nothing here!"
"It doesn't matter, I still have you."
Croya still had a smile on his face that could make all living beings, even undead creatures, feel good about him: "I see that you have a lot of discordant resentments in you, cute little guy, you must really want to get rid of them."< br>
Saying this, Croya pulled an orange snake out of the circle in front of him and threw it directly onto the Skeleton King.
The orange snake instantly wrapped around it and began to gnaw at the bones like chicken claws, swallowing up all the resentment in the bones of the Skeleton King before burping and returning to Eden.
At this time, Skeleton King, who had experienced so many incredible things, was about to faint.
If you want to kill me, just kill me! There’s no need to torture me like this, that’s the resentment I spent hundreds of years accumulating!
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