Chapter 185 Pain ~ Pain, pain, pain! (14)

A mysterious round platform called the ‘Arena of Gods’.

St. Alphroya gently tapped the platinum staff on her hand, walked a few steps on the round platform, and spoke again.

"Master Rosen, I feel that you are worried."

"It seems that my words gave you a bad association. I apologize to you for this. At the same time, I will carefully explain to you the process of assisting in improving your spell-casting skills."

Rosen naturally listened attentively.

The saint's indifferent voice continued to sound soothingly.

"A 49-star legendary archmage once said that there are only two powers in the world, one can destroy me, and the other can make me stronger."

"And my purpose, which is what you are pursuing, is to become stronger, so I only use the latter power to help you."

Rosen generally understood.

He clearly felt that his spellcasting ability had made a breakthrough, stabilized at 7 stars, and began to make upward breakthroughs.

Rosen nodded in approval: "A very good idea, worthy of God's wisdom."

Just like a graphics card, the higher the refresh rate and the higher the resolution, the higher the workload of the graphics card and the higher the power consumption.

The pain, which was as violent as a flood and as real as a steel needle in the brain, lasted for a full minute before slowly disappearing.

Therefore, there must be flaws in the ground, but these flaws are small enough that they can be hidden from mortal perception.

Huge pain hit his heart, exactly like the real pain, and his whole body twitched violently uncontrollably, almost causing Rosen to faint on the spot.

Before he finished speaking, he discovered that he had two more things in his hand, one was a flower staff, and the other was a calming auxiliary spell-casting bracelet.

"I didn't have a clear concept before, but since you created the flow number, you can see through calculation that the final limit will converge at 100."

Because there were several times when the other party could kill him easily, but they chose to use the most painful method.

"Can your spell casting ability really reach 49 stars?"

He had tried to change, but it was difficult for people to be truly cruel to themselves.

Rosen said nothing, knowing that he had no choice but to fight with hard skills.

It would be really good if this arena had a powerful death penalty mechanism that was not under his control but safe.

The so-called wind swarm bites are the condensed air currents raging around the body like a swarm of bees, which instantly gave Rosen a tingling pleasure.

"Its essence is a spiritually induced dream. But from the perspective of mortals, everything experienced here is exactly the same as what really happened, and no difference can be found."

But it really hurts!

It is not a good thing to hold this resentment in your heart. It will make life unhappy and affect your spiritual practice.

Before the fight, he asked: "Then I will fight you with bare hands?"

In half a second, all the flesh and blood on his body were ripped away by the airflow, and his whole body was skinned alive and turned into a skeleton!

The death penalty was too terrible, and he also needed time to make some summary of the battle.

"49 stars is a legend, and it is far beyond my reach, but it is not the limit."

He used the adventure log to zoom in, and it had the same effect.

"Saint, let me slow down~let me slow down~"

How incredible is that?

This is a star of the same level as the sun, and it can only touch the boundaries of creation at a shallow level.

St. Alfreya nodded: "Master Rosen, your performance is already very good. It has been 35 years since this new divine grace was developed, and the highest death record in the first training is 10 times."

Of course this cannot be said, what is really said is.

"It's no different from the texture of marble."

The traceless mirror body was released immediately, and the body flew up in the air, flying around in the sky at an almost irregular trajectory at an extremely fast speed, and released a large number of fine mirror images.

Rosen immediately felt out of control and rushed to the ground at extremely fast speeds.

"Come again."

This time it lasted 7 seconds.

After a pause, she seemed to be able to read Rosen's mind and said directly: "99, or 99.9999, is the state reached by Father God."

St. Alfreya stopped and asked, "Does the feeling of death feel realistic?"

Alfroya raised her staff and pointed at the white round platform.

After thinking about it, I still felt some resentment in my heart.

Rosen broke his neck on the spot and lay twisted on the ground.

But the other party is the golden saint, the daughter of God, and a 24-star extraordinary archmage, so you definitely can't vent your anger on her directly.

"If someone has the same knowledge as you and confronts them head-on, it will be easy to crack your power."

Rosen already understood: "So, you plan to improve my spellcasting ability by constantly fighting me."

"Come again."

Rosen's heart moved and he immediately nodded: "This is indeed very good."

Rosen subconsciously squinted his eyes to take a closer look, but before he could see clearly, a golden light shot out and a huge hole as big as his head was shot in his chest.

It was even a bit too much. Although there was no evidence, I still had a vague feeling that the other party was trying to make him experience various weird ways to die.

A minute later, everything was back to normal.

The voice was still as cold as frost, but Rosen could faintly smell a sense of schadenfreude.

Rosen touched his body again and found that everything was intact as before.

Although I only lasted less than 10 seconds each time, I cast the spell with extreme intensity every time, which was very mentally stimulating, even greater than the gains from fighting in Baima Town.

"Saint, you indeed have the power to destroy me easily, and at the same time, you also make me clearly feel the breadth of the path of magic."

"Ah~~Bang!"

"And this is the meaning of the existence of God's Arena."

"Master Rosen, you can be proud of yourself for being able to defeat the high-level 9-star Damses with a huge disadvantage of a mid-level 6-star. However, this is taking advantage of your sneak attack and your knowledge."

"Can't it be more precise?"

A voice as indifferent as frost came from the other side.

Rosen knelt on the ground and raised his hands to shout stop.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of breeze suddenly whistled across the round platform, blowing the dress on Alfroya's body closer and closer to her body, revealing her thrilling curves.

After about three minutes, she slowly shook her head: "I don't know yet, give me some time and I will give you the answer."

The best way is to spread it out.

"Okay. Can I go then?"

The feeling of the spell's impact and the pain that penetrated into his soul were exactly the same as those in the real world, which gave him a deep sense of fear, and he never wanted to experience it again in a short time.

"This is obviously not a force you can bear now."

When Rosen heard this, he was filled with envy and jealousy: 'You are just showing off to me!'

Sure enough, super high-level combat training is more rewarding than fighting with a few rotten fish and shrimps.

Just like a celebrity writing an autobiography, no matter how objective it is, there will always be a lot of embellishment.

Five seconds later, he was defeated again.

Alfroya was extremely keen and felt it immediately.

Although this helped to increase his fear of death and help him gather his energy, it did give him a huge breakthrough in his spellcasting ability.

He squatted down, touched the ground gently, and used magic to conduct various verifications, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Then as soon as he thought, another gravitational light ball flew towards the opponent quickly.

"If you don't believe it, you can verify it on the spot."

"clear."

Alfroya continued: "The materials of the physical world do have flaws, but the most unique thing about the arena is the detailed simulation of the death process."

"Of course, you must rest assured that we are not engaging in a real life-and-death battle, and I will never harm your life."

He then said: "Holy One, I want to experience it."

I really need to take it slow.

Rosen was shocked.

Rosen really wants to verify it.

"The Arena of Gods comes from the great wisdom of Father God, embodies Father God's nearly 2,000 years of observation of the laws of the world, and conducts the most detailed and realistic magic simulation."
To be continued...