Chapter 537 I Hate Sean 2.0

My name is Edgar and I currently hate Thane Dungeons.

Since I was a child, I have shown extraordinary talent for magic, and the legend that I am a magic genius has spread throughout the area.

Later, I successfully used this talent to continuously improve myself in the way of magic. I don’t know where the end is, but I will keep moving forward.

Magic is everything to me, it is my pride and dignity, but those conservative old bastards who stick to tradition say... If I could be born in another country, I would achieve much better than in the Land of Warriors!

After I became an adult, I was accepted as a disciple by teacher Yunka because I was good at understanding and teaching others magic. Even among many disciples, my talent was the best.

Although it is not yet a unique talent, I have a specialty in analyzing magic, which is far beyond the ordinary people.

The teacher is very powerful. He has lived for who knows how long but still maintains his passion for magic. He is simply a magic fanatic. In order to make magic more widely spread in this country, he keeps researching new magic and improving the original magic. The magic created by the teacher is very powerful.

Disciples like me are responsible for spreading his magic and bringing the gospel to everyone who wants to learn magic. I think this is a very sacred thing.

However, since the beginning of this year, the teacher's research speed on magic has suddenly slowed down significantly, and the output of both new and improved magic has decreased significantly.

I know the reason, it's because of the Thane dungeon.

To be more precise, it's because of the magic of the Thane Dungeon.

The teacher is keen on studying various magics thoroughly and then improving them into improved versions suitable for the physique of the warrior nation. When the magic of the Sen underground city was spread, he devoted himself to studying and improving the pyroxene magic.

However, the teacher failed.

A complete failure.

Whether it was the so-called pyroxene magic, crystal magic, or anything else that emerged from the Sen Dungeon, he had no way to completely deconstruct it, let alone improve it.

When the teacher saw the images from the Black Hawk Rebellion and the moment when the arrow shot down the Black Hawk Eliphis to the ground, he became obsessed with it. However, he was still unable to study it. Even the magic related to gravity magic had not appeared in the Sean Dungeon, and there was no way to find a template.

The teacher is still studying that thing until now, and looks like he is working hard on it.

But I think teachers like that are boring.

What's the point of trying to figure out the magic in the Senn dungeon? It will only cause you more trouble.

It was at that time that I began to think about surpassing my teacher. My knowledge of magic was solid, far surpassing that of other disciples. Why couldn't I surpass my teacher?

Now is a great opportunity.

The Senn Dungeon appeared in Blackrock City. According to the teacher's personality, he would definitely come to take a look, and it would not be a bad idea to even stay here for a long time.

But because of the "War Festival", he couldn't be distracted now, so he had to ask me to come over to find materials that could be used for magic research.

Very good, now I have the resources of an entire Sen Dungeon, while the teacher is busy with trivial matters such as the War Festival that he could have ignored. This is my moment to prove my ability.

The first thing to do is to go to the magic circle Seria to get more pure pyroxene. The pyroxene material there gives me the feeling that it is of much higher quality than that of Lake Lienia.

The Dungeon of Thane, Galeed.

"Is this the place? The magic town of Ceria."

Edgar looked up at the ruined town, a faint light appeared in his eyes, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Yes, I can feel the presence of a rather large amount of pyroxene here."

Perhaps it was because the magical atmosphere of this town was too strong. Not only was there pyroxene inside the town, but also tiny fluorescent crystal clusters grew outside the town and even on the stairs leading to the gate. The soft fluorescence dispelled some of the ominous atmosphere lingering in Gaileyd.

Edgar picked up some crystal clusters and felt them carefully.

"The quality is acceptable, and the magic power contained in it is relatively strong, but it is slightly inferior to the pyroxene in the magic town. I will send these to the teacher as research materials."

With a smile on his face, he collected some crystal clusters outside the town, then looked into the magic town and said to himself:

"The rest are all mine."

He took out a cloak from his backpack and put it on. He injected a little magic power into it, and the cloak emitted a barely perceptible wailing sound. It then quickly changed color and blended in with the surrounding environment, thus achieving the effect of invisibility.

This is one of the magic props he made. He peeled off the skin of a living invisible giant demon and made it into an invisibility cloak after a series of magic rituals. In order to make the invisibility effect better, the soul of the invisible giant demon that served as the raw material is still alive in it.

The production technology was learned from teacher Yunka. It is more of a combination of magic and alchemy than magic.

At first he wondered if this production process was a bit too cruel, but he got used to it after getting used to it.

Although the teacher is entangled in worldly things, what he teaches can never be wrong.

After putting on the invisibility cloak, Edgar waved his magic wand and cast several invisibility spells on himself. For a moment, his figure completely disappeared from this world, and not even a trace of breath was leaked.

A magician named Roger was also good at using invisibility magic, but compared with Edgar's, his invisibility seemed much more superficial and not at all careful.

"According to the intelligence, the monsters here are magicians who are good at invisibility and flashing, so I will use the same method to counter them."

In the battle between magicians, Edgar didn't think he would lose to anyone, not to mention that the intelligence mentioned that the magicians here, except for powerful and fast attack magic and flash, their bodies were as slow as zombies.

But he had no intention of engaging in a lengthy battle, as that was neither elegant nor in keeping with his self-perceived identity as a scholar, so he used invisibility to sneak into the magical town of Ceria.

He thought that he would just chisel off a few pieces of pyroxene and leave.

But as we all know, human desires will change in real time with what they see. When Edgar actually entered the magic town of Ceria and saw the dazzling array of pyroxenes that almost filled the place, he immediately changed his mind.

Such a rich atmosphere of pyroxene magic is hard to come by. It would be a waste to just take a few pieces of pyroxene away for research outside.

He wants to stay here and do research!

With this thought in mind, Edgar quickly wandered around the town, looking for the most suitable place to serve as a temporary research site. The concentration of magic power here made his body react, and he was extremely excited.

"A monster that can turn invisible? It seems my invisibility magic is better."

Walking in the magic town, you can see monsters dressed as magicians everywhere. Although their exposed skin is as skinny as zombies, they are murderous. No wonder they can kill Tepi and a group of adventurers.

However, because Edgar used invisibility magic, these magicians were unable to detect him, so they did not trigger the fighting posture, and naturally they were not invisible, but wandered aimlessly in the town.

Edgar likes the feeling of being invisible to others. It is as if he can do whatever he wants. It is free and unrestrained. It is really great.

"Let's choose this place."

He backstabbed and killed two magicians who blocked his way, dragged their bodies into a small path, and selected a convenient spot as a temporary research point for today.

As he prepared for the research, he said to himself, "In the final analysis, magic is more convenient and more versatile. If a warrior had entered here, the assassin would have been killed long ago. How could he have achieved the same results as me?"

He used magic to crush a large piece of pyroxene, leaving behind a crystal powder.

"There's no need to worry about the war festival. Sensei is just worrying too much. This year's 'Crown Warrior' will definitely be on our side."

As Edgar said, his teacher Yunka is preparing for the war festival in the near future.

And the preparations he made were actually to improve the magic, to create magic that was powerful enough for their faction to win the festival!

The so-called war festival is a ritual that has been passed down from ancient times in the Warrior Country. In this festival, in addition to the routine worship of ancestral spirits, simulated re-enactment of several shocking wars in the past, and other activities, the most important thing is the selection of "Crown Warriors".

Simply put, it is a fight in a ring. Anyone from the Warrior Country can participate in this activity. Whoever can win the championship after several days of fighting will be awarded the title of Crowned Warrior, which also means that he will be the strongest warrior in the entire country.

Previous war festivals were very pure.

It's just a group of tough warriors who like to fight get together to fight and kill, and finally pick the most durable person who can still stand to be elected as the crowned warrior, and everyone celebrates the festival happily together.

However, considering the current situation of the Warrior Kingdom, this war festival may be the most impure one.

Because the two forces will stir up trouble at the festival.

The reformists represented by King Bontowu and the magic sage Unka, and the traditionalists represented by the old King Fred and a group of old people will fight it out here. Where the Crown Warrior is born will represent the future direction of the Warrior Kingdom!

Because of this incident, the war festival, which was originally scheduled to end in two or three days, has been unprecedentedly large in scale this time. Not only has the time of the festival been postponed, but it is also expected to last a very long time.

Both reformists and traditionalists have made a lot of preparations for this.

The reformists have Yunka working hard on magic research, and Bontow is also working hard to cultivate talents. Moreover, the reformists have a higher support rate in the country.

The traditional Fred formed an envoy with his most valued seed players and warriors who were worth training, and sent them to the Kingdom of Anor to study, hoping that they could learn something from the country that had experienced turmoil and was reborn.

"It's all in vain."

Edgar thought as he felt the magical properties contained in the pyroxene powder.

"No matter how powerful your fighting skills are, they can never reach the level of magic and its unpredictable nature."

Although this sentence seems to be a bit of an exaggeration of magic.

But from his perspective, if he doesn't praise magic, should he praise combat skills? He can say something wrong, but his perspective must not deviate!

"hiss"

When he tried to inject magic power into the pyroxene powder, the powder suddenly made a hissing sound. It was obvious that he didn't know which step went wrong, resulting in the waste of these materials.

"Go get some new ones."

He put on his invisibility cloak again and walked out of the temporary research institute that was built with many magics to make it absolutely safe. He walked briskly past the wandering magicians and even had the leisure to appreciate the scenery of Ceria.

Edgar picked a piece of good quality pyroxene and started cutting it. Even the magic used for cutting was given an invisible effect. Everything was done without anyone noticing. Even the magician passed by him without noticing anything.

He was very happy about this, even a little smug, and even made faces at the magicians passing by.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard some faint voices.

"Um?"

He looked around and saw a white spirit kneeling on the ground behind the pyroxene, and he was no longer nervous.

It turned out to be a white spirit that could only repeat itself. I thought a magician had discovered me.

The white spirit was muttering something, and Edgar leaned closer to listen with interest.

"Please let me go. Why did I become your target, assassins?"

There was despair in the spirit's voice.

"Why did the assassins of Selia turn their knives against me, a fellow magician?"

The assassin of Ceria?

Edgar suddenly had a weird feeling and looked around subconsciously. There was nothing around except those stupid-looking magicians.

"Am I thinking too much?"

He heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards the research institute, wondering what the assassin of Ceria was, but at this moment he saw the broken stone tablet on the ground, and the automatically translated magic runes lit up on the tablet.

[It is said that the magician of Selia is an assassin, and the target of the assassination is a fellow magician. This is the opportunity for the birth of the Night Comet]

"What are these?"

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart grew even stronger. He did not bother to tease the magician passing by and hurried back to the research institute.

As soon as he got there, his breathing stopped.

I saw a swaying magician standing in his research institute!

"How is it possible?" He said in disbelief, "I clearly set up an invisible barrier, as well as magic to dispel magic and suggest magic, how could someone break in?"

It was just an unarmed magician, but thinking of the Ceria assassin he had just seen, Edgar suddenly felt the pressure and shot a fireball from a distance, blowing the magician to pieces.

After a moment's pause, he finally laughed.

"Haha, it turns out I really came in by mistake. I was just scaring myself."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled awkwardly, and was about to clean up the magician's remains.

"Uh ah." A zombie-like grumbling sound suddenly sounded behind me.

"ah!"

Edgar jumped and looked back, seeing another unarmed magician appear behind him.

"What the hell." His expression was a little ugly. "My barrier magic is ineffective against them?"

He took out his dagger, wanting to give the other party a quick death. He was still invisible, and the other party didn't notice him at all.

“Go to hell!”

But the dagger missed.

"Huh?"

Edgar staggered. The magician disappeared out of thin air in front of him?

wrong!

He turned around suddenly and saw that the magician appeared behind him again, still staggering and looking like he would fall down if touched.

"!"

Even a fool would have realized something was wrong by now. He immediately distanced himself from the magician and the fireball flew out quickly.

But the magician who was his target suddenly stopped shaking his body and slowly raised his head.

She gave him a creepy smile.

"boom!"

The fireball exploded, stirring up thick smoke, and it was unknown whether it hit the target or not, but Edgar didn't care. He quickly ran out of this temporary research institute.

However, what was waiting for him outside the institute was a large group of staggering magicians.

His steps stopped and his body gradually stiffened.

The magicians blocked his only way out, and their eyes were on him.

"I, I'm clearly wearing an invisibility cloak, right?" Edgar looked a little stunned. He touched the cloak and the invisibility effect was clearly still there.

So, why did these magicians suddenly see him?

Facing his puzzled gaze, the magicians took out their magic wands in one hand, and in the other hand, they took out daggers that were designed purely for assassination!

They had completely lost the zombie-like sluggishness they had just had, and their movements became terrifyingly agile in an instant, and they were even able to cling to the walls like spiders.

The overwhelming "Ceria's Assassins" rushed towards Edgar, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Behind him, the magician who had been hit by the fireball before, no, not hit at all, also rushed over with a smile on his face.

"Don't come over here!"

"I went to Ceria several more times afterwards, casting a more powerful invisibility spell on myself each time, but was seen through every time."

"After that, I realized that those magicians were all so-called assassins. In their eyes, my invisibility magic was completely ineffective."

"They saw through me from the beginning, but they just didn't expose me. This is taking advantage of me."

Edgar gnashed his teeth and said with a distorted face:

"You're making fun of me!"

Before Yufei and the others could comfort him, he exhaled a breath of foul air and muttered to himself:

"I really still hate the Thane Dungeon."

(End of this chapter)