Chapter 292 292. Today is the Bard
“This is definitely a legendary level of magic.”
The power of the constellations fascinates Croya.
The feeling of ignoring space and distance, and being able to strike as long as he has his own mental power as a guide, made him feel as if he had become a god - although the gods in this world are more or less a little bit different. What a serious illness, but the experience of the power of the gods is really good.
What's more, this thing also satisfies his long-standing pleasure of being able to strike at super long distances without showing up, just like some games he played in the past, where "divine punishment" can be delivered by just tapping the panel.
The only problem is that after using the constellation this time, it will take several days to store energy. After all, this is just a "child constellation".
After recollecting that feeling, he suddenly frowned and murmured to himself: "But why does it feel like the process of crossing space is so smooth?"
When he cast the magic just now , there is almost no delay or barrier, and the light from the constellations arrives on the main plane in an instant.
Is it more than 0.01 seconds?
You know that when casting a fireball in the main plane, you have to consider the magic environment and air resistance. As a result, the star realm is not so particular?
He clearly remembered that he had read a book introducing the astral realm, saying that casting spells in the astral realm was extremely difficult.
After thinking about it, he felt that it could only be the special nature of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors".
The sun is originally a kind of star, so it seems to make sense that it spreads rapidly in the star realm.
“It seems that I still need to get used to it. If I can enter the star realm in the future, this ability to cast spells at will should be of great help to me.”
“I have already learned the second part. Why is there still no movement in the first article? ”
Croya thought back to the still blurry first chapter of Cyan, feeling slightly depressed.
This is what "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" is like. In a sense, it all depends on a flash of inspiration and chance. If you can't learn it, you can't learn it.
But he quickly figured out that since he couldn't learn it so quickly, he should take his time.
After looking away from the starry sky, he began to think about the next thing.
Since Deimos has surrendered to him, he can be bolder in doing things, and he can be more domineering in occupying areas outside the northern border.
The inheritance given by Miya, the two books on death magic, and the prophecies... all need to be continued to be studied.
But the most urgent priority is the infrastructure problem outside the northern border.
King Norland and the Mage Association will support his actions, so he also needs to provide sufficient logistical support.
This was his price in exchange.
He plans to take advantage of this opportunity to control the food of the entire Norland Kingdom in his own hands, and begin to radiate influence outwards.
It's not possible to make friends blindly, but if you are strong and have enough benefits in exchange, then there will definitely be flowers around you.
War Legion is one of them.
The reason why he indulged his legions this time and quickly wiped out everything with strong and violent methods was that besides feeling that it would be a waste of time to take things slowly, the fundamental reason was that people were scared.
He wants to show others the combat effectiveness of his legion - let those people see the most superficial combat effectiveness.
This will prevent a large number of people who don't understand the current situation from disgusting him. As for those smart people, those who think they can beat him will come sooner or later.
At that time, he will show off his hidden killer move.
After all, who would believe that in just a few years, he would be able to build a powerful combat force comparable to the Knights of the Church of the Seven Gods?
But then again, even if the infrastructure and fields in the north are now producing as much as possible, it is extremely difficult to produce more crops.
There is a difference between ordinary crops and magic plants. Even with the help of magic, it cannot be said to be ripened immediately. Ripening crops will cause some problems for ordinary people if they are eaten for a long time.
It may lead to stunted development, physical deformation and a series of horrific mutations, which is the effect of magic on the human body.
At this point, ordinary crops are even more delicate than magic plants. They need sunlight, air and water. Unlike magic plants, as long as the magic environment is good, no matter how densely planted they are, it will be fine.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a headache: "It seems that I have to go there in person... The Elf Band cannot be used outside the North, so I have to think of a way."
He is actually a little resistant to leaving his warm and comfortable nest, but the situation outside requires him to take action.
Once the Elf Orchestra appears in the outside world and is discovered by people from the Church of the Mother Earth, it will be very troublesome - the tuning will not be discovered in the north, but it will definitely be discovered in the outside world.
Now he cannot let the Church of the Mother Earth face him head-on.
"So we can only think of other ways, and we can't always rely on this kind of miracle. The world is so big, there is always a way to solve it."
He thought for a while, but he didn't feel troublesome in his heart, but vaguely There is some expectation, looking forward to using the mage's method to solve the problem.
In this way, after making some preparations, he walked out of the mage tower and silently looked up at the vast sky and the dawn in the east.
The golden red sun is rising slowly, and thousands of rays of rays of light pierce the cold and darkness of the north.
His eyesight is very good. He saw the woman waking up from her sleep and anxiously preparing breakfast, the children being urged to go to school, the man preparing to go to work, and the magic plant stretching. Body, the monster spreads its fur...
He watched this scene quietly, and suddenly felt a strange sense of excitement. He thought of the vast land and world in front of him... He had indeed not walked through it well.
I haven’t even had time to bask in the sun.
So much so that even when I go out like this, I actually feel instinctive excitement in my heart.
He thought quietly for a while and suddenly clapped his hands.
“By the way, bards, singing and traveling.”
"I have only done singing now, and have not traveled at all."
Although he cannot abandon his power and travel around the continent without any scruples, the places he has occupied are completely That's ok.
He glanced at the northern border again and murmured to himself: "In order for me to see more scenery, I have to occupy more territory."
Thinking like this, he felt that I am looking forward to this trip even more.
I even went back to the mage tower and changed my clothes on the spot - a very standard bard's clothes.
Pointed boots, a flowing cloak, clothes that are not old and new, a hat on his head and a harp in his hand.
At this time, the Gopher wood harp had become extremely primitive and outdated. It really looked like an ordinary harp that could be bought for a few copper coins at a roadside stall.
"Yes, he does look more like a normal person than a mage. Today is the day to guest bard."
He looked at his outfit, very I left the mage tower with satisfaction and planned to find a pet to follow me - a duck is pretty good.
Behind him, the towering watched his figure leave with great curiosity. It felt that its master seemed very excited, even more excited than getting Deimos.
why is that?
......
Cloya soon arrived at the bottom of the sea.
This is the habitat of the fish-tailed sea duck.
After being cultivated and imprinted by Croya, the fish-tailed sea ducks at this time can be said to be an army. It can't be said that they are domineering in the sea, but that's about it.
When he arrived here and just stepped into the territory of the fish-tailed sea duck, a few ducks even quacked, as if to warn them.
The next moment, the little ducks that were still playing around leisurely on the ancient pasture fungus hid underground and disappeared. A large number of them were stronger than geese, and they were covered in armor made of fish scales and fish bones. The big ducks lined up and walked out.
"Quack!"
"Quack!"
Accompanied by the majestic "quack" sound.
Croya, the "uninvited guest", was surrounded like an army. Each duck also had a pearl necklace around its neck, and a magic sword floating around it.
They stood there vigilantly, looking at Croya carefully. For a while, they couldn't figure out who this strange bard wearing strange clothes was.
“…”
Fish-tailed sea duck army?
Croya scratched his hair and suddenly felt that he hadn't paid attention to the Warcraft Legion for too long. Why had these fish-tailed sea ducks changed their profession to sword cultivators?
He blinked and stretched out his fingers to lightly play the strings of the harp.
The vast magic power from the mage instantly formed ice cones filled with cold air around them. There were so many that they visually surrounded the ducks.
"Quack!" The ducks suddenly became confused.
They instinctively sensed something was wrong and took the initiative to attack.
The ducks with particularly thick feathers at the front were blocked by shields made of feathers, while the other ducks sprayed ice picks and controlled water dagger swords to attack.
Suddenly, there were attacks from all directions.
"Hey, do you still know how to do this?"
Cloya looked at his ice pick being blocked, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and played the harp strings again.
And this time a lot of red fireballs appeared.
Densely floating behind him.
The fiery light immediately expelled all the ice cones and cold magic, as if the sun had descended to the bottom of the sea.
"Quack!" The ducks became confused and panicked the moment they saw these fireballs. The ducks stuck their butts out and stuck their heads in the ancient grass fungi and shivered. They actually lost the fighting spirit. .
“Huh?”
“Don’t you know how to resist?”
This scene made Croya feel a little familiar.
It seems... when I first conquered the ducks, those ducks also expressed their submission in this way, right?
But obviously these ducks are not the same batch as before.
Obviously a new generation.
Is it the experience of the ducks?
Just when he felt doubtful, suddenly from a distance, a shadow flew over quickly flapping its wings, so fast that his eyes went dark.
An extremely muscular duck landed in front of him.
The feathers on this duck show a luxurious color of dark blue and gold, and the top of its head is shaped like a crown formed by feathers and a comb.
Its eyes are extremely sharp and bright. It is obviously just a duck, but it feels inexplicably domineering.
“So it’s you duck!”
Cloya immediately recognized it. Isn’t this the fish-tailed sea duck king who was beaten up by him at that time? It is actually using magic power now. It has advanced to level four monster.
"Quack!" The Fish-tailed Sea Duck King made a docile cry, lowered his head respectfully to Croya, and allowed his most fatal weakness to be exposed in front of the mage.
The other ducks on the side quickly bowed their heads respectfully when they saw their leader acting like this. The mountain of ducks and the sea of ducks were quite spectacular.
Kloya then understood, patted the smooth feathers on its body, and said:
"You came just in time, then you come with me, I am missing one. A suitable pet for a bard."
"Well...but you have to be cute."
After looking at the fish-tailed sea duck for a while, Croya began to engrave it. The engraving was the "Phantom Cloud Transformation Technique" that combines the Phantom Cloud Snake and the True Transformation Technique.
[Engraving completed, Fishtail Sea Duck King (Magic Cloud Transformation)]
[Special transformation magic that can only be cast by monsters with "feathers". After atomizing the feather cloud, the feathers are consumed Cast polymorph at the cost. 】
A feather fell out of the fish-tailed sea duck king. In the clouds and mist, it transformed into a feather that was about half a person tall. It was light yellow all over and looked silly. Huge duck.
Then it hugged Croya's thigh, its eyes were particularly smart, and it rubbed it directly.
This look is much cuter and more harmless than the domineering duck just now.
"Well, the feathers are very soft and plump."
Cloya nodded with satisfaction and left with it.
The other ducks watched their king and his master leave, and then they began to play and play with a sigh of relief.
……
One person and one duck boarded the newly opened train on Hanjiao Island, intending to go to the frontline station in the West this way.
After getting on the bus, Croya first sent a message to the apprentices through the myconid network, telling them not to worry, and to conduct an inspection first, and then wait for him to pass.
Then, he found a seat and sat down with the chubby duck in his arms, looking around -
This is the latest magic train put into use, with simple decoration inside. There is enough space between seats to prevent crowding.
The magic lamp casts a bright light, and there is no feeling of bumps in the car at all. I can only see the scenery outside the window receding rapidly, which is dazzling.
"I remember that the nuclear capacity is...1,500 people. They are all already full."
He looked around and was slightly surprised.
The car was already full of people, including mages wearing wizard robes, soldiers in armor, nobles in gorgeous clothes, and ordinary people in civilian clothes.
At first glance, the combination of this kind of dress and the surrounding technological décor even gave Croya a weird sense of fragmentation.
It’s like watching a large-scale imitation show.
"Friend." A young man dressed as a warrior on the side heard Croya's words and said very enthusiastically: "Looking at your dress, you should be a bard, right?
You don't know yet, over there in the Western Region The warcraft eradication and infrastructure construction work are in progress, and the gentlemen from Hanjiao Island have already rushed there. We all want to find work.
I heard that there is all-you-can-eat magic bread there!”
The young warrior couldn't help but lick his lips when he talked about magic bread, a look of longing showing on his slightly immature face.
Hmm... When the outside world is affected by the locust plague and food is in short supply, the North suddenly recruits workers like this. The key is to be able to eat absolutely enough.
For some warriors, this is heaven.
You must know that combatants eat a lot. For them, food can be directly converted into combat effectiveness. If they are not full, they will have no combat effectiveness, and they will even gradually lose level.
"So that's it, there weren't that many when I came to the North."
"But I just came to the North." Croya smiled back: " I heard that there are a lot of people recruiting there? Can I go there?”
“Oh, the North is great, but there are so many good things and the money is really fast.”< br>
"It's true. There are too many good things in the north. Although we don't need many gold coins and magic crystals, there are so many things that we can't handle them!"
The young warrior nodded in agreement and carefully recalled the recruitment process. After the introduction, he said: "It should be possible. I heard that bards and mages who know some music magic are also very popular.
It is said that the Duke of Hanjiao Island is a strong person in music magic, and even Even the elves can’t compare to him!”
At this point, he showed a look of regret: “It’s a pity that Hanjiao Island is not allowed to enter directly, and I can’t even go to see the Duke. Roxy.”
Oh?
Croya heard the words and said: "I was fortunate enough to hear the Duke's music. Although it is definitely not as good as yours, it is still possible to imitate it."
He is indeed in a good mood today, and it looks like he is in a good mood today. Looking around, a little inspiration suddenly came to me.
He lowered his head and thought for a moment.
He reached out and touched his Gopher harp and started playing. He didn't use any special magic power, just played the music.
But even without using magic, the music he played was still very special——
Clear and elegant music emanates from the harp strings, and is initially obscured by the voices of the people around. But as time went by, more and more people stopped talking and listened to this rare and beautiful music with intoxicated faces.
Obviously they were going to hard work and busy for their livelihood, but at this moment they felt extremely comfortable and relaxed.
It seems that even the sunshine outside the window has become brighter. The breeze blows, and it is as bright as spring when it is approaching winter.
Croya was also immersed in this rare experience. He felt that he clearly did not use the magic power of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" this time, but his understanding of "Poem of Rainbow Colors" was deeper. .
It is a very ordinary piece of music, played very casually, there is not even a score or tune, he just plays it freely as he pleases.
The lack of any restrictions made him full of inspiration, and he even felt very comfortable and relaxed when playing.
Time passed quickly with his music.
When the car arrived at the station, Kroya just plucked the last string to finish - this golem train was actually intelligent, and it was also deliberately helping Kroya play.
Well, this is Cheche who knows how to survive. Maybe he can get a promotion and a raise and get some more high-energy engine oil.
"The front line of the Western Border is here. Please take your belongings and don't lose them..."
The gentle female announcement woke up the people who were immersed in the music, but they did not leave in a hurry, but expressed their gratitude to Croya——
“It sounds so good!”
“I feel strong enough to work! ”
“You must be a powerful bard!”
After thanking each other, they left with Croya’s shy smile, walked out of the car door, and greeted The bright sunshine goes to their respective lives.
Music can indeed make people feel happy, and no difference in identity, occupation, or even experience can affect the happiness that music brings.
And Croya finally stood up slowly, thoughtfully in his heart. Although what he played this time was very ordinary, he felt that it was not impossible to make up a tune.
For example, it’s called... "Journey of Morning Sunshine"?
Thinking about it this way, he felt that it was really feasible. Now it was time to study his own music magic. He was already a sixth-level mage. How could he rely entirely on the classics of his predecessors?
After thinking for a while, he looked to the side: "Why haven't you got out of the car yet?"
The young soldier on the side seemed to have been waiting for Croya. After hearing this question, he quickly replied: "I want to see where you go to work. It would be great if I could hear the sound of your piano every day." Okay!"
As he said this, he scratched his hair a little embarrassedly.
Chloë didn’t think anything of it.
He nodded, "That's okay. I just don't know much about this place either. Just tell me."
"Okay, okay!" The young soldier nodded quickly.
The two of them got out of the car and headed towards the hot forward base in the distance.
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