Chapter 81: Telepathy
Ares wore a black robe and had black hair. His dark eyes were calm, but they softened the moment his gaze met Lu Yi's.
"Lu Yi, come here."
His voice was low, like a cello that had just been smeared with rosin, gentle yet with a hint of undercurrents.
It sounded like an intimate whisper in Lu Yi's ears, causing Lu Yi's ears and cheeks to feel a slight itch.
Lu Yi took a deep breath and was about to walk towards him when he saw Ares already in front of him.
It seems that the one coming over here is him, right?
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Strictly speaking, Ares had nothing to do with Braceside, and he had been staying in Braceside as an old friend of the principal these days.
For no reason at all, he would never set foot in the Student Senate building.
If it's not a coincidence, then it was intentional.
"Teacher, you really came at the right time. If you were a step later, I would be in great danger." Lu Yi said with a wry smile.
There was still blood on his smooth jaw, and he slightly raised his head to look at Ares with a soft and pitiful look.
Like a pampered kitten that meows when it comes home after being bullied outside.
It's like white jade covered with dust, it should be high and mighty but it's been tainted by others.
There was a sinking spot in Ares' heart, and vague thoughts hung high in his mind.
The look he gave Lu Yi became more gentle.
Ares stretched out his hand towards Lu Yi, holding an extremely soft, slightly moist ink-colored handkerchief in his palm. He wiped the blood off his chin gently, extremely slowly and carefully.
The wet handkerchief was just the right amount of warmth, and it didn't cause any discomfort when it touched Lu Yi's face, but Lu Yi still trembled slightly.
Ares paused and whispered, "Don't move, it will be fine soon."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yi nodded obediently, trying his best to suppress the itching feeling in his ears.
He tilted his head slightly, his fair chin gently supported by Ares' other hand.
Lu Yi could clearly feel Ares's movements on his cheek.
The warmth of well-knuckled fingers against his jaw, the soft path of a soft handkerchief across his cheek.
And the subtle and sharp pine scent on Ares' body seemed to have crossed the most distant river, silently invading his nostrils along the mixture of various flowers and fragrant grasses. Although the water surface was calm, the breath of death was hidden deep in it.
He was captured by such an aggressive smell, and his cheeks, which had finally cooled down, were subtly flushed again.
Ares stared into his eyes, his eyes also falling on his flushed cheeks.
"alright."
Ares slowly withdrew his hand and silently put the blood-stained handkerchief back into his own space.
Lu Yi reached out and patted his cheek, and asked casually, "Teacher, how did you know that I encountered trouble? What a coincidence, could it be that the teacher and I have a telepathic connection?"
As the incarnation of God, does Ares also possess the omniscience and omnipotence of God?
Or even know everything about him?
Lu Yi's heart sank slightly, but his eyes when he looked up at Ares were still clear.
Ares stopped taking out the potion, as if a basin of cold water was suddenly poured on his face, and all the complicated emotions in his heart turned into confusion.
During his long life, he experienced countless extremely difficult battles, but no matter who he fought against, Ares always won in the end.
The only time he failed was at the hands of the God of Light who was at the peak of his powers.
He still remembers the feeling of losing narrowly at that time.
But at this moment, this inexplicable emotion is very similar to the feeling of defeat, yet completely different.
Lu Yi is no match for him.
But he was completely defeated on this battlefield where there was no enemy.
There was a sharp blade wrapped in the honey. He swallowed it whole and then stabbed it blankly, causing blood to flow out.
Ares stared at Lu Yi blankly, completely unable to discern the emotions surging within him.
He just knew that he didn't like feeling this way.
Not at all.
Lu Yi's expression changed slightly, as if he noticed something subtle was wrong, and he opened his mouth to steer the topic in another direction.
But Ares opened his mouth again to answer his "careless" question.
"It's not a coincidence, nor is it..." They are in sync with each other.
Ares silently swallowed the words he had not yet finished speaking.
He explained succinctly: "The tentacle has simple thinking ability, and it is asking me for help."
Lu Yi suddenly realized and breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still smiled brightly and said, "That means the teacher and I have a tacit understanding!"
His forced words should have seemed unreasonable, but Ares felt a sour sweetness in them.
Even if it was poison, he would swallow it all in one gulp without hesitation.
Ares smiled slightly and handed the potion that he had prepared in the space for a long time to Lu Yi.
“It tastes like grape, not bitter.”
“Thank you, teacher!”
Lu Yi immediately took the potion from Ares' hand and drank it all in one breath.
Abundant and gentle magic power flowed through his internal organs, and the dried-up river of magic power seemed to be injected with endless water in an instant.
Lu Yi almost sighed with comfort.
His eyebrows were naturally relaxed, with a quiet satisfaction hanging at the ends of his eyebrows and eyes. His slightly closed eyes trembled slightly, causing his thick light brown eyelashes to flutter like a small fan.
Ares kept looking at him silently, his eyes extremely focused.
Lu Yi was aware of the gaze that was always on him, but he couldn't spare the attention to pay attention to it at the moment.
Because he felt the extremely surging magic power in his body.
Just now, under Cromwell's oppression, his level constraints were loosened, but the magic power that had been drained away made Lu Yi unable to make any move.
Now that abundant magic power has been supplied, Lu Yi's magic power has naturally surged, and he even directly attacked the already thin line of confinement.
Lu Yi entered into a state of meditation, and went straight into a state of trying to break through.
The advancement of a mage should have been carried out in a safe enough place.
However, Lu Yi's breakthrough this time came suddenly and powerfully.
The existence of Ares directly led Lu Yi to decide to go with the flow and give it a try.
Strangely enough, in some ways, Lu Yi completely trusted Ares.
Ares did not let Lu Yi down.
He directly raised a huge invisible barrier over the entire eleventh floor, eliminating all factors that might affect Lu Yi's promotion.
Even Cromwell, who was lying unconscious on the ground, was thrown out of the building without mercy.
Of course, considering that Lu Yi definitely didn't want to see anyone die, Ares thoughtfully cushioned Cromwell.
Although you will be seriously injured, you will definitely not die.
Except for Lu Yi and Ares, the only breathing being was also eliminated.
Then there was only silence in this space.
No, it was not just silence, but also the sound of Lu Yi's shallow breathing.
Every breath was extremely gentle and slow, yet it seemed to be magnified countless times and echoed in Ares's cochlea and on his caressing fingertips.
Before they knew it, their breathing began to synchronize.
It is not known whether Lu Yi was influenced by Ares or Ares followed Lu Yi unintentionally.
But no matter what, the sounds of breathing blending in with each other made it seem as if there was only one person left in the room.
Only one person.
…
Lu Yi felt that his soul was floating upwards.
It flew over the highest mountain peak of the Isaiah continent, flew over the floating clouds, and stretched and flew infinitely toward the sky.
Such a wonderful feeling made Lu Yi fall into unprecedented joy.
He was lifted up by invisible hands and ascended high into the sky.
He saw crowds of people, mountains, rivers and streams, and the flow of all living things.
He was free from the weakness of the body, the fatigue of the mind, and even the distorted society that had troubled him just a few seconds ago became a light and insignificant thing at this moment.
There is only magic left, only magic.
Abundant magical power surrounded him and dragged him into the boundless deep sea.
Lu Yi's azure eyes were filled with sea water, and the gentle and long-lasting magic power like a flowing water carried him and kept knocking on the door that imprisoned power.
Again and again.
The invisible gate shattered, and the broken fragments of power merged into Lu Yi's flesh and bones.
His magic power began to rise rapidly, one inch at a time, one level at a time.
He broke through to the peak of an apprentice magician, but the surging magic power was still surging.
The gap is constantly being filled and the distance is constantly shortening.
Lu Yi felt imprisoned again.
This confinement was dozens of times stronger than the previous one. The invisible door seemed to be pressing down on him like a mountain, and he even began to feel short of breath.
This is the door to breaking through to the peak of the trainee magician.
As long as he knocks on this door, he will be a first-level magician!
But just one strike drained all the magic power from Lu Yi's body.
His magic power was running low, and he could only gather a tiny amount of magic power by forcing himself to pull again.
These pitiful little magic powers were completely useless. Not to mention forming a powerful attack, they couldn't even reach the invisible door.
Is he going to give up like this?
No, he was unwilling—
Only strength.
Only power has the final say in everything.
If he wanted to overturn the unspoken rules of Braceside, he couldn't just rely on his noble name.
Only with the blessing of absolute power can he let the name Lu Yi overshadow the name Klein!
Lu Yi clenched his teeth and frantically pumped the thin magic power in his body.
Bright red blood flowed from his seven orifices, and tears mixed with the blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.
But Lu Yi ignored it.
The veins on his forehead, neck and arms were all bulging, and even the blood vessels became particularly conspicuous.
Blood kept oozing out of the corners of Lu Yi's mouth.
The last sentence, which took up all the magic power in the body, was like an exploding firework, exploding brilliantly on the invisible door.
But the door did not change at all and still stood there quietly.
It seems like an unbridgeable gap.
Despair filled my heart, struggling with unwillingness.
Lu Yi slowly stretched out his hand.
His arms trembled slightly, and he could no longer muster any decent magic power.
But he always tried.
Again and again.
The restraining force emanating from the invisible door became stronger.
He has tried everything.
Even though Lu Yi was unwilling to admit it, he did not have the strength to break down the door of confinement at the moment.
He can’t do it…
He can't do it.
Lu Yi's eyes felt uncontrollably sore.
Even though he knew that this attempt meant nothing - after all, he had successfully crossed the threshold just now and stepped into the pinnacle of apprentice magicians, even a pinnacle apprentice magician who was only a step away from a first-level magician.
But Lu Yi still felt uncontrollable unwillingness.
Intellectually, he knew that this was a reckless attempt with a very low chance of success.
Sensibly, he still retains hope for a breakthrough.
What if?
What if?
But the facts prove that there is no such thing as a chance of failure.
Lu Yi stretched out his hand silently.
Because his magic power was completely drained away, and even his energy was exhausted, his hands were shaking the whole time.
It was like a clockwork, stiff toy, with only its arms trembling constantly, while its body was fixed in place like a rock.
He was unwilling, but he could only withdraw his hand.
Just smile and continue heading towards that door next time.
Lu Yi forced a smile.
He wanted to take his hand back.
But at this moment, an ethereal and ethereal voice enveloped him, and at the same time, his body was instantly filled with endless magic power.
"continue."
The voice seemed to descend from the sky, like a drop of water falling into a lake, cold and lonely, like a sigh of compassion, or a ruthless statement.
A few strands of silver-white hair were flying, quietly invading Lu Yi's field of vision.
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