Although Feiqi calls the soul "Old Man, Old Man" in his body all day long, he is a wizard god, a serious and important god - it is very important to be in any other world. Mages need to learn to gain knowledge and power. They are often the guys who have mastered the "primary productivity" and are of great importance in any society.
It’s a pity that Old Man A also has a magic goddess with powerful divine power. She is also the earliest group of gods in her world. She is the main gods in her world, and she is steadily suppressing most other gods in terms of status and power. The mage god Azus is not only one of the most gods who are being steadily suppressed, but his divine power and priesthood are also promoted and distributed by the magic goddess. He also maintained a partner relationship for a period of time. This kind of partner relationship is very intriguing. The only thing that is certain is that as a partner, Old Man A has never had any scandals, let alone children.
Although he is at the marginal position of the divine system where he is located, the position of God of Mage is still very important. Speaking of this, I have to briefly introduce the clergy, divine power and divine nature. The clergy is "what aspects of the work this guy is responsible for", divine power is "how to use the form of hierarchy to determine how powerful he is."
Old man A is a weak divine power, and he did not continue to improve, and it felt that it had a lot to do with the magic goddess. As a powerful divine power, the magic goddess has little influence on the difference between weak divine power. If she creates a medium divine power and is a magic god, she may also have to consider whether it will threaten herself. The magic goddess especially likes to consider it. The result of her back and forth is: she still wants to save Old man A.
Her exploration was first blocked by Asmotils, the king of hell, and could not continue. Although she hated this king of hell, the goddess of magic was powerless to do anything to this powerful opponent curled up in the depths of hell. Considering that she might have to deal with the demon king with excellent credibility and outstanding abilities in the past, she wisely gave up her plan to be tough and positive.
Since the spells were hindered by the Demon King, the person she was looking for was probably in hell, and it was related to Asmotils. Thinking about the big things that happened in hell recently, none of them could compare to the end of the bloody battle. Asmotils "used some method" to throw the bottomless abyss into chaos, which changed the relationship between the entire outer plane. Everyone was trying to warn or resist the devils attacking everywhere, but the magic goddess keenly felt that this "some method" should be related to Old Man A.
Obviously, to investigate this matter, you must send real elite soldiers and generals. After all, even the goddess of magic doesn't want to do such things as hell, let alone other things? Those who come to do this must have enough wisdom, strong strength and a good heart. Only when these three form a solid relationship can they avoid being confused, even eroded and depraved by hell. So, after weighing it back and forth, she sent out the legendary wizard Lao Yi who likes to wear red robes, the powerful warlock Xiao Bu, and the old Hei who holds a black long staff and is meticulous in thinking.
Lao Yi is a very obedient male wizard who is deeply loved by the goddess of magic. It is said that the word "God of Magic" can be removed without affecting the meaning of the whole sentence. As for the warlock Xiao Bu, the serious daughter of the goddess of magic, is now Lao Yi's wife. The most famous event she has done in her life is to uproot an evil mage organization in red robes. Killing hundreds of red robes of mages is not enough to vent her anger, and she also has to whip the corpse from time to time. Although she is irritable, she loves Lao Yi deeply.
Lao Hei is a serious and serious person. He rescued Lao Yi's sister from the influence of the evil artifact, and then he had an extra wife by the way, so he was also a relative of the previous couple. Because he knew their special nature too well, after receiving this task, his stomach suddenly hurts, and then he had a sudden inspiration: "In terms of magical ability and wisdom, it is obviously enough now. It is best to find someone who can yearn for kindness, freedom, light, and even in the dark and evil, even if he is in the dark and evil, he can yearn for kindness, freedom, light, or no pull, as long as it is not a mage." So he went to find his wife's sister, and through various relationships, he found Xiao Cui, a truly dark-skinned double-sword ranger.
This three-person team entered from the first level of hell and investigated clues step by step. They went to the leverage position of the plane's strong curse, but they did not have the ability to transcend the parallel world, and could not see the problem, so they naturally entered a dead end. After that, they kept collecting information from the devil's rumors, decrypting, analyzing, making bold inferences, and then carefully verified, and then hitting their heads and bleeding again and again. In the end, there was nothing they could do, and they were ready to inquire about the news from the devil lord.
The devil lord who can cooperate with them must have a big picture view and be better able to understand some magic, so as to avoid misjudging the strength of both sides and causing unnecessary conflicts. So they set their sights on the Magic Guanguang Killing Cannon, believing that the inventor of this magic weapon and the arms dealer were smart enough to pay enough attention to interests. By chance, they found Feiqi's territory and smelled the smell of Old Man's divine power here.
The investigation, infiltration, and research were completed in one go, but Feiqi didn't know. His energy was all focused on the empire of Yongli Continent and the devil's fortress in the Second World. A grand attack required him to pay constant attention.
On that day, Feiqi was meeting with the working group and commending those who performed well among them. At the same time, some outstanding farmers, farmers and craftsmen who appeared in the first year of the empire were also the time to issue rewards to them. The outstanding warriors of the Hell Knights and the Imperial Guards would not be left behind, but they had to wait another day, and tomorrow would be the time for them to receive their own medals and bonuses, plus some special preferential treatments that can be enjoyed in the empire. This awards week was the best in midsummer. The vitality outside echoed the warm scenes in the palace, and the atmosphere of the whole celebration was suddenly pushed to **.
Feiqi rarely smiled, which made the important officials of the inner court who had been nervous for a long time much easier. Just as Feiqi raised his wine glass to kick off the banquet, a sudden burst of pain came from his chest, and he threw the wine glass away. In an instant, various protective spells were activated by the chain, and colorful light enveloped Feiqi, but the attack did not come from the outside. Feiqi's soul was severely damaged, and the damage came from his other half in hell. None of his protective magic was of any use.
Feich's body softened and fell to the side. Sam used his shoulder to cushion under Feich's body to hold him up, but was blown away by the protective magic. Only Shani stretched out her hand and pulled Feich, and the protective magic did not attack. She carried one of Feich's arm on her shoulder and asked, "What's wrong? What should I do?"
Feiqi looked at Shanny's eyes turned red due to congestion, and his chest was constantly cracking. Silver flames shot out from the broken wound, and all the casters present felt that their mana were seriously affected. Shanny asked the question again, Feiqi glanced at her barely, and then worked hard to stand up with her power and said to everyone.
"Let the enemy apply their damage to me! I am the emperor, I carry it!" The wound on his body became bigger and bigger, and it was about to be divided into two. The silver flame spread, covering Feich. He pushed Shani away, staggered, and said in a weak but firm tone: "Let me deal with them again!"
A silver flash swept across the audience, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened it again, they saw only a quickly closed crack in the space, and their Emperor Majesty disappeared. Everyone could only look at Shani, hoping that His Majesty the Queen could make an idea.
Shani was anxious and nervous than anyone else. She was closest to her and knew Feiqi very well. The wound she had just now was definitely not caused by the Second World, and it was more likely that he had a major problem with his clone in hell. It was a clone under the protection of divine power. If this could be attacked, then the enemy's strength would be different, and it might even be that the devil Asmothils took action personally.
The only news that made her feel a little more at ease was the silver flame. Although it boiled Feich from the inside out, there was no evil breath in it, probably not the power of the demon king. Moreover, Feich did not leave her a "death words", but still had the energy to encourage his subjects, and pointed the finger at the second world by the way. Shani sighed, and she suppressed her sadness and tension, and said to everyone in a trembling voice: "Continue to do your own work and wait for him to come back. This is the first time you have met such an attack, but... Feich has encountered many assassinations before."
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and accused the Second World who started all this. They comforted Shani, and expressed their belief that the powerful emperor would definitely turn the danger into safety and return to victory. Shani felt dizzy in the crowd. She hurriedly left on the pretext of being unwell, returned to the room alone, took out the statue and holy emblem of the Goddess of the Truth Thunder, and began to pray with her heart.
Feiqi's soul suffered a severe injury, which was more serious than losing its connection with the clone. He wanted to cast the teleportation spell to leave, but before he could enter the space channel, he was completely swallowed by the silver flames. This strange fire did not have much temperature, and even paper could not ignite, but could burn mana. When the soul wanted to influence the outside world, mana was an indispensable and important raw material. Feiqi's spell became the fuel of the silver flame and advanced towards his soul along the mana. In just a blink of an eye, all his spells were consumed. Feiqi's body in Yongli Continent could not maintain its form, and turned into black mind-shaping ink again and drilled into the passage. Then his teleportation spell collapsed.
When he went to hell through the space channel, he was unable to control the spells and resist, and his clone was also killed in hell. In this way, at that moment, Feiqi was indeed killed. After that, Asmotils had a sense. Under his instructions, part of the power of hell supported him and began to resurrect Feiqi. The Demon King knew very well that Feiqi was killed sooner or later. He allowed Feiqi to stay alive, just to make him stand in front and become a buffer zone. Whether he wanted to fight against hell, or release the bottomless abyss, or to rescue Old Man, he could only start from Feiqi. But no matter how he tossed Feiqi, it would not affect the Demon King himself. As long as he gave a little power to revive the Demon Refining Hell, he could consume the power of the enemy infinitely.
Feichi died just once, which actually surprised Asmotils, but his pride qualities made him not suspicious. ‘The strength of hell has been enhanced, and it is more difficult for all devil lords to deal with. This is a matter of course!’ Moreover, compared to the benefits drawn from the plane leverage, the consumption of resurrection of a deep sacrificial demon is completely negligible, and he has no need to worry about this.
On the seventh floor of hell, Feiqi's territory. A silver-white sword passed through the chest of the Deep Demon and nailed it to the throne. The devil's head was cut off, leaving neat crossed marks on his neck. A ball of silver flame penetrated into the devil's body along the sword and continued to burn in its internal organs. The flame emerged from the incision of the neck and soared into the sky.
"Have you ever seen a deep scrubber with such strong magic power?" Xiao Bu looked at Yinhuo who soared into the sky and said to her husband wearing a red coat beside her. She poked her elbow gently, and then lowered her voice: "Is that old man just now true?"
Her voice was very light, but the Black Elf Ranger holding a double sword could still hear clearly. Not to mention the volume, even if it was a little smaller, he could even hear clearly whether the beetle was stepping on the leaves with his left or right foot. He didn't speak, and silence was the best weapon, especially in dark and evil places. He used a scimitar to tug the head of the Deep Demon on the ground and rolled it to the side. The ungod eyes kept looking at him, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
"This enemy is invincible." Hei-skinned Xiao Cui put the scimitar into the sheath, and then said: "Then we have to see you, my friend."
"Freaky, really weird." As the oldest leader among the three, Lao Yi frowned. He stepped forward, took out his pipe, ignited it with silver fire, and then started to suck. The silver fire suddenly went out, leaving only the body of the Deep Demon Refining. It had long been burned empty and black, just like the old tree after being struck by lightning.
"Kill him seems to be unable to liberate the power of the God of the Mage. That divine power is obviously bound in hell by stronger rules, at least much stronger than the body occupies." Lao Yi said very seriously: "Now we must consider a question: what is the rule that can bind divine power, where is the invisible lock, where is the key, and..."
"And what and?"
Lao Yi's words were interrupted violently, but the three people present were a little ashamed. Old man's divine soul reappeared next to the headless corpse of the Deep Demon Refining. His face and body were covered with charred marks. This was obviously a reflection caused by the burning of silver fire. "I told you before that hurting this Deep Demon Refining is useless and will backfire! Who did you listen? Who did you listen!"
"You may have said this under the coercion of the enemy, or it may have been a deception made by your image."
"Xiao Bu, your suspicion is too strong, you have already lost your mind, right?" Old man was so angry that he said, "You feel that being coerced when you see anyone. It's an illusion. When you see Lao Yi, you can burn it with silver fire without saying a word!"
Lao Yi's lips trembled and he remained silent. His eyes were filled with tears, but it was blocked by the mist of the pipe and was quickly evaporated by his body temperature.
"What should I do next? The Demon Refining in the Deep Demon is dead, but I haven't completed the task yet." Xiao Bu snorted and said indifferently.
"Is the Demon of the Deep Demon dead? This is a hell lord, and he will be resurrected soon." Old man sighed: "Every hell lord is like a god in his territory, and this is particularly special. It is no problem to say that he is a god."
"Ah, I understand!" Xiao Bu smiled slightly, and an excited light radiated in his eyes.
Chapter completed!