Their gaze crossed a distance of two hundred leagues and landed on the towering mountains in the distance, the sparkling white mountains appearing very cold. It is said that if you walk towards the central axis through the secret valley of Hammer Peak Mountain, you can find the secret territory of the Ice Giant on the frozen plain at the foot of the Heavenly Palace. They have been imprisoned there since the last battle with the gods. At that time, these mountains were just small islands floating on a huge sea of ice, and to this day, ice and snow still cover them.
Ke Yin revealed his golden smile.
What did you say, Carding? "He asked.
It's all because the air is too clear, sir. And they look so close and small. I just said I could almost touch them -
Ke Yin waved his hand to signal him to be quiet, then extended an arm, rolled up his sleeve, and expressed in a traditional way that he was ready to cast magic without any tricks. He reached out his hand and withdrew his arm, with a handful of snow in the middle of his fingers, without any problem.
The two wizards watched in astonishment as it melted and dripped to the ground.
Ke Yin laughed heartily.
Are you all surprised like this? "He said." Do you want me to bring pearls from Krull, who is closest to the edge of the world, or sand from Great Naif? Can your old magic do even half of it
Ke Yin's voice seemed to carry a metallic sharpness, and his gaze never left the faces of the two wizards.
Finally, Carding sighed and spoke in a very low voice, "No. I have been pursuing magic all my life, but all I have found are colorful lights, cheap tricks, and withered old books. Witchcraft has made no contribution to this world
So what if I tell you that I am planning to dissolve all the guilds and close the university? Of course, all of my senior advisors will receive corresponding identities and status
Kading's knuckles turned white, but he shrugged.
There's nothing to say, "he said." What's the use of a candle at noon
Ke Yin turned to Zinc Er Te. The wand also performs the same action. The fine carving on the staff looked at him coldly. One of them, the one close to the top, looks like an eyebrow, which is really unpleasant.
You're very quiet, Zinc. Don't you agree
no There was once a great Dharma in the world, but it abandoned it and chose witchcraft instead. Witchcraft is human magic, Dafa is divine, it does not belong to us. Something is wrong with it, but we have forgotten what it is. I like witchcraft. It won't disturb the world. It is in sync with the world. It's good. I just want to be a wizard.
He lowered his head and looked at his feet.
I agree, "he said softly.
Very good. "Ke Yin sounded quite satisfied. He strolled to the edge of the tower, overlooking Anko Mobock. Looking down from such a high place, what is in front of me seems to be just a map of the twin cities. The Tower of Art has only barely reached one tenth of its current height.
I believe, "he said," I believe we should hold the ceremony next week, on the day of the full moon
Uh, the full moon is still three weeks away, "Carding said.
Next week, "Ke Yin repeated," if I say there will be a full moon, then there's nothing to argue about. "He continued to stare at the model of the university below, then reached out and pointed.
What is that
Kading poked her head out.
Uh, the library. That's right, it's the library. Uh
The silence that followed was too oppressive, and Carding couldn't help but feel like she should say something more. Nothing is better than this silence.
That's where we put our books, you know. 90000 copies, isn't it, Zinc
Hmm? Oh. Yes. About 90000 copies, I guess
Ke Yin leaned against the staff and widened her eyes.
Burn it, "he said," all of it
Midnight arrogantly filled the corridors of the Underworld University with black, while at the same time, Violet sneaked around the campus, targeting the merciless door of the library. Of course, compared to the darkness, his posture clearly lacks confidence. He knocked on the door, and that action stirred up such a strong echo in the empty building that he had to stick it against the wall, waiting for his heart to slightly calm down.
After a while, he heard the sound of heavy furniture being moved by someone.
Right - the head
It's me
Right - the head
Zinc Erte
Yes - the head
Listen, you have to come out quickly! He's going to burn down the library
No answer.
Zinc's knees softened and he fell to the ground.
He can do it, "he whispered." He's probably going to force me to do it. It's that wand, um, it knows everything about what's happening around it, and it even knows I know its secret... Please help me
Right - the head
A few nights ago, I looked into his room... that wand, that wand was glowing, it was standing in the center of the room like a lighthouse. The boy was crying on the bed, and I could feel its tentacles stretching out, it was teaching him, whispering many terrible words to him. Then it found me. You have to help me, you're the only one who hasn't been -
Zinc stopped. His expression froze. He turned slowly and slowly, but not voluntarily, but because something was turning him.
He knows that the university is empty. All wizards have moved to the new tower, where even the lowest level students have luxurious suites to live in, with conditions even better than the highest level wizards before.
A few feet away, the wand hung in the air, enveloped by a faint eight colored light.
Zinc stood up carefully, with his back against the stone wall, staring at the thing without blinking. He rubbed along the wall bit by bit until he reached the end of the corridor. At the corner, he noticed that the staff did not catch up, but kept rotating along the central axis, putting him under surveillance.
He let out a short scream, grabbed the hem of his robe, and ran away.
The staff is in front of him. He slid a distance with inertia, then stopped and gasped desperately.
You can't scare me. "He told a huge lie, turned his head, strode in another direction, and snapped his fingers to summon a torch. The torch emitted beautiful white flames, and only the eight colored light at the edge revealed its true source.
The wand appeared in front of him again. The light of the torch was sucked into the hissing and steaming white flames, and then the thin flame suddenly flashed and disappeared with a bang.
Zinc waited, the blue image making him shed tears, but the wand had not left yet, as if he did not intend to pursue the victory. The wizard's vision gradually recovered, and he felt that there seemed to be a darker shadow on his left side than around him, which was the staircase leading to the kitchen.
He rushed over and jumped down the stairs based solely on his feelings, but to his surprise, he landed heavily on the uneven slate. A little moonlight seeped in through the fence in the distance. He knew that somewhere up there, there was a door leading to the outside world.
Zinc's ankle was hurting badly, and he was slightly unsteady. The sound of his breathing echoed in his ears, as if his entire head was stuck in a shell. He ran forward as if crossing an endless, dark desert.
Something jingled under my feet. Nowadays, there are naturally no mice here, but the kitchen has recently been abandoned - the university chef is the best in the whole world, but now any wizard can use magic to create the food they want, far exceeding the level of human culinary skills. The copper frying pan was forgotten on the wall, and its light had already dimmed slightly. Under the huge chimney, only cold ashes remained in the stove
The staff is horizontal in front of the back door, like a bolt. Zinc walked unsteadily to a few feet away from it, and it quickly stood up suspended in the air, emitting a calm malice all over its body. Then it began to slide towards him, with very smooth movements.
Zinc stepped back, his feet slipping on the greasy slate, and his thighs slammed into something, causing him to exclaim in surprise. He reached back and touched it, only to find that it was just a cutting board.
His hands desperately groped the scarred surface of the cutting board, only to find a butcher's knife chopped on wood. Even Zinc couldn't believe he had such luck. Like the ancient instinct of humans themselves, his fingers tightened around the handle of the knife.
He couldn't breathe, he had lost patience, he lacked space and time, and was so scared that his soul almost flew away.
So when the staff floated in front of him, he pulled out his machete and exerted all his strength in one go
And then hesitated again. Every wizard cell in his body is clamoring against him destroying such a powerful force, even if it reaches this point, it may still be usable for him
And the staff took the opportunity to turn around and pointed straight at the wizard.
Meanwhile, several corridors away, the librarian stood firmly with his back against the library gate, his eyes fixed on the blue and white flashes that swept across the floor. He heard pure energy crackling in the distance, the sound was low from the beginning, and the pitch dropped again and again, even Wangfusi, who was lying on the ground with his front paws holding his head, couldn't hear it.
Then came a faint, ordinary 'ding dong' sound. It sounds like the sound of a molten, twisted metal machete falling onto a slate.
The sound was not loud, but the silence that followed came like an avalanche.
The librarian turned this silence into a cloak and wrapped himself up. He looked up at the rows of books, each one trembling faintly in the radiance of his own magic. Books were all looking down at him. They also heard it. He can feel it.
The gorilla stood motionless like a statue for a few minutes, and then seemed to have made up its mind. He walked back to his desk with his hands and feet, rummaged around for a long time, and pulled out a keychain full of keys, which looked old and heavy. Then he returned to the center of the room and said with a round and precise tone, "That's right - head
The magic books on the bookshelf all leaned forward. He was certain that he had captured all their attention.
What is this place? "Konina asked.
Lingsifeng looked around and then boldly imagined.
They were still in the center of Al Kahari, and he could hear the buzzing sound coming from behind the walls. However, in the midst of a crowded city, how could someone clear a large piece of land and build walls around it, creating an extremely romantic garden that is as natural as a sugar pig.
It seems like someone has built a piece of land with a side length of five miles in the inner city, and then surrounded it with towers and walls, "he said absurdly.
What a strange idea, "Konina said.
Well, there are some religions here - that, when you die, you know, they think you'll go to a garden like this, with all kinds of music, and, and, "he continued dejectedly," frozen fruit dew, and, and - young women
Konina typed the keys four times, and the garden walls were covered in a stunning green. In addition, there were peacocks, intricately designed arches, and softly ringing fountains. A dozen and a half women lay on the couch, looking back at her with no expression on their faces. A string band hidden somewhere is playing extremely complex cracchi music bangs.