Chapter 163: Stop the Comers (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe! 33)
Before the old wooden boat penetrated the scarlet fog, Faraday rubbed the spirit of the ancient god in his hand. This was the most important thing obtained from the ancient warship formation, and it was also the most important part of the magician's construction of the tower.
This is a supreme treasure, a gift from the gods.
There are two ways to construct a magician's tower. One is for the God of Magic to do it himself, and the other is to build it through the spirits of ancient gods.
During the great war that year, as the Mongolian army was advancing westward, a high tower that had been guarded by magicians for generations was destroyed by the Mongolian army, and the spirit of the ancient god inside it disappeared.
One of Faraday's most important missions when he came to the East this time was to bring back the lost spirits of the ancient gods and rebuild a tall tower.
Before Daming Chaofan entered the ancient warship, he used the dark spell and disguise to lead the magician into the ancient warship. After going through many hardships, he finally got the spirit of the ancient god from the ancient warship.
Faraday rubbed the ancient god's spirit in his hand and suddenly sighed: "The only pity is that the legendary magic potion was not found. I don't know if my poor child will have the chance to become a magician in this life."
When Wen Zhengming set up the Marrow Cleansing Pill, one of its uses was to grant ordinary people player qualifications, and another use was to give characters who were unable to practice according to Wen Zhengming's settings the qualifications to practice.
Therefore, this marrow cleansing pill is not only a rare treasure for mortals, but also a supreme treasure for the descendants of those extraordinary characters.
This was the case with Faraday.
Hearing the teacher's sigh, Mosca couldn't help but comfort him: "Teacher, don't worry, Brother Ronald will become a magician one day."
Faraday shook his head and looked at the scarlet mist in the distance. "I had hoped so, but the truth is always cruel. Your potion skills are not good enough. You cannot understand how difficult it is to turn an ordinary person into a meditative magician. This is a path that even the God of Magic cannot take."
Even so, Faraday seemed to feel that this description was not appropriate enough, and he emphasized again:
"That is a natural chasm, an almost insurmountable chasm."
That’s right, Faraday was already in despair.
He felt that his son would never be able to inherit his glory as a magician in this lifetime.
This was what hurt him the most.
Shaking his head, Faraday no longer mentioned the topic:
"Let's not talk about this anymore. We have to go out soon. After we go out, if I have the chance, I will come to the East to look for it again. I hope I can find the news about the magical potion one day."
Faraday was already prepared. After bringing the spirit of the ancient god back to the tower, he came to the East to look for the magic potion again.
Mosca heard this and said, "God of Magic, I hope the teacher can find that magic potion and let Brother Ronald become a magician."
Hearing his own prayer, Faraday looked at his disciple with relief, and then said:
“It’s time to get out!”
As Faraday hummed softly, the scarlet mist gradually began to fade, revealing a deep blue world, a world full of fresh air.
The old wooden boat slowly penetrated the scarlet fog and came into the world.
But the moment they passed through the fog and came into the world, everyone suddenly felt a sharpness that could not be described in words, as if there was a sword placed on their neck.
The biting cold and sharpness made everyone tense up.
All the magicians on the old wooden boat had their hair standing on end, as if they had met their nemesis.
Then, they saw the Quanzhen sword master and the man in black standing in the front.
That sharp feeling emanated from the man in black.
Danger!
Extremely dangerous!
It seemed as if alarm bells were constantly ringing in the hearts of all magicians.
Stop or you will die!
Before the magicians could react, the man in black stretched out a hand towards them and pressed suddenly into the air.
"Stop now!"
Wen Zhengming's calm voice seemed to stir up a violent storm and huge waves in an instant, and the entire sea surface rose and fell with his words.
A deep blue magic shield lit up above the old wooden boat, like a huge glass shield.
But when Wen Zhengming suddenly pressed his palm, endless sword energy was generated out of thin air and bombarded the huge magic shield.
The dark sword energy is like an abyss.
Under the attack of sword energy, countless cracks appeared on the magic shield in an instant, but it still did not break.
However, the old wooden boat had already stopped under the huge force of the sword energy.
Wen Zhengming waved his big hand that was pressed on the void, and the azure magic shield full of cracks shattered instantly.
The sharp sword energy seemed to stay on the neck of each magician for a moment, but dissipated with a wave of his hand.
Faraday was so shocked that his mouth could not close, because he saw that the reason this world was not corroded by the scarlet was because the incomparable sword energy supported this world.
What kind of terrifying magic power is needed to achieve this?
Sure enough, the East is always full of monsters.
"You can take the things, but you have to clean up this mess."
Wen Zhengming raised his head and said calmly: "If you can't clean it up, then you need to leave the ancient god's things to me!"
Faraday swallowed, gave up the idea that he was powerless to fight back, and decided to convince others with reason.
"This ancient god's spirit was originally lost by our Magic Association eight hundred years ago. Please let us take it back."
Faraday only hoped that the other party was a reasonable person. If he was like the monk he met before, then this logic would not make sense.
Wen Zhengming had no intention of discussing it. He said in a cold tone, "I'll say it again, you can take the things, but you must clean up this mess. If you can't clean it up, you have to leave the things behind."
"If you take this thing away and it spreads, it will be very difficult to stop it!"
As Wen Zhengming's tone grew colder, everyone could feel the sword intent in the void stirring, as if it was about to be unsheathed at any moment.
Everyone knows that if this sword is not unsheathed, it will be fine. Once it is unsheathed, it will freeze the fourteen states.
"I don't want to deal with this mess, so either you clean it up or leave your stuff behind."
"Maybe we can talk." Faraday was making his last attempt. He could already feel a thin sword mark on his neck left by the sword intent in the void.
"The conditions can be negotiated, but this ancient warship formation must be stabilized." Wen Zhengming's expression became even colder.
It seemed that the sword would be unsheathed in the next moment, and blood would splash into the sea.
"Okay, stabilize it first!"
Faraday compromised.
There was no way not to compromise, the sword was already at their necks.
The old Taoist priest was watching on the side, stunned. Little Master Uncle’s negotiation skills were so skillful!
(End of this chapter)
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