Chapter 887: The Sorcerer’s Greatest Enemy Is Only the Sorcerer



Rajesh suddenly remembered what happened in the three-year reincarnation a long time ago.

From the time he fell into the reincarnation to the time he understood the music master's intentions, there was actually a "rebellious period" in between.

Simply put, because he was trapped in the cycle of reincarnation and was punished, he wished that other immortals would also make mistakes and commit sins on their own initiative, so that when the one-year free period was over, the other party would naturally fall into the cycle of reincarnation and suffer.

I'm not living a good life, why should you be better than me?

I made a mistake, why can you still answer correctly?

People who think like this are actually the mainstream among the reincarnations. It is not only because human nature is evil, but also because a flattering treacherous minister can live more comfortably in the reincarnation. On the contrary, those loyal ministers who advise the immortals will basically be sentenced to death by the angry immortals. From this perspective, loyal ministers may be more likely to increase the sins of the immortals than treacherous ministers.

Rajesh's real transformation came from a reincarnation.

In that reincarnation, the immortal was a cursed elf. She was not actually a bad person. She just simply wanted the world to revolve around her, for many handsome guys to like her, for everything she did to go smoothly, for her to get whatever she wanted, and for everyone to favor her.

At first, she was very polite, did not make any excessive demands, cared about other people's feelings, and treated everyone equally. But under the deliberate guidance of Rajesh and other reincarnations, she gradually let go of her desires, began to disregard the dignity of others, and began to indulge in the pleasure of power.

In order to make her commit a deeper sin, Rajesh even tried to develop her other desires, letting her enjoy the screams of others' pain, the pleasure of sadism, and the joy of trampling on others' dignity. Human nature cannot withstand temptation, and soon the curse elf played more and more freely, gradually not treating people as human beings, and even to the point of not minding naked in front of others - it's not that he has no sense of shame, but shame is for his own kind, would you mind doing it in front of toys or cats and dogs?

The turning point occurs when someone dies.

When the cursed elf saw the corpse, she was stunned and knelt beside it and watched blankly.

The exclusive world of the immortals is good in every way, except for one thing that cannot satisfy the immortals: resurrection. In fact, the operation of resurrection is very simple, after all, the dead are all reincarnations, and they can be directly recreated, but for some reason, the music master does not allow resurrection.

Rajesh thought that she was frightened because she saw a dead person for the first time, and she would recover soon. But the cursed spirit locked herself up for a few days, and when Rajesh saw her again, her first words were "I'm sorry".

In the following time, the Curse Elf no longer let the world revolve around him, nor did he need others to like him. Instead, he apologized and atoneed to those he had hurt, and tried to find ways to make them live a happy life.

The first person that the cursed elf atoned for was Rajesh. Rajesh could have stayed away from her and spent time in this reincarnation world waiting for the end of his sentence, but he suddenly had a brain spasm and said that he wanted to stay with her to see if she really wanted to atone for her sins.

So Rajesh always accompanied the Curse Spirit to beg for forgiveness from others, and occasionally offered advice and help. When the Curse Spirit's free period ended, Rajesh's heart quietly changed.

Pure saints and pure evil people are always a minority. They cannot be educated, nor do they need to be educated. They are finished products when they are born. But most people living between heaven and earth are stubborn stones and rotten wood with both good and evil. They may have unspeakable evil desires, but occasionally they will burst out with pure kindness.

Text, family, school and even social education cannot completely eradicate the evil thoughts in people's hearts. At most, they can only suppress them. But the magician is a free being from the moment he is born. No shackles can restrain the magician. When the magician's evil thoughts burst out, it will inevitably create more horrible human disasters.

What Eternal Paradise does is to let the immortals actively release their evil thoughts, and then switch roles so that they become the reincarnated ones who bear the evil thoughts.

It’s not about suppression, it’s not about guidance, it’s about understanding.

Recognize that your evil thoughts are real, recognize that there will always be people stronger than you, and recognize that there will always be people weaker than you.

Realize that magicians are always mortals.

If you don’t want to bear the evil thoughts of those above you, then you shouldn’t be cruel to those below you.

The Music Master never gave you any guidance from the beginning to the end, nor did he require you to believe in him. Even if you refused to repent after your reincarnation sentence was over, there would be no problem. It was just that the Music Master issued a mission in the Eternal Paradise for the first time, and even though it was marked with a nearly 100% mortality rate, all the legendary magicians who met the requirements signed up without hesitation, and Rajesh finally managed to get this spot.

The world now is the eternal paradise of magicians. Magicians take whatever they want from all living beings, have no respect for them, and are full of evil thoughts. The Lord God is also encouraging this atmosphere, tacitly accepting the hierarchy.

What the magician was like ten thousand years ago, the magician will be like one year from now.

Blood Moon, Stars, Forest, Abyss, Gospel, although the kingdoms are different, in the final analysis they are nothing more than urging people to become magicians, and urging magicians to become consumables.

But the music masters are different, and the paradise kingdom that lasted for 1668 years is also different.

It is true that the strong can exploit the weak, and people cannot understand each other, but perhaps, it is time to make a change.

Perhaps everything is just wishful thinking, but the most basic belief of a magician is to believe in miracles.

Rajesh turned his head to look at the other side of the city, nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked at the falling fifth level of hell.

"Under normal circumstances, a magician's virtual wings can only withstand the first four levels of hell." Wei Xi said leisurely, "Except for one situation."

Ash: "What's going on?"

"Of course it was other forces that helped him endure the fifth level of hell." Vichy rolled his eyes at Ash.

Ash looked confused: "Can other people interfere in the promotion ceremony?"

"When the promotion ceremony began, the Origin Road had already been closed inside and out. Although we can see it, it is impossible for us to affect the inside of the Origin Road." Wei Xi said: "Although other people cannot help, he can create a helper."

"Magicians aren't the only ones who have wings."

Ash suddenly realized: "Spell? Or... God?"

"That's how the name demigod came about."

Wei Xi said: "Demigod has two meanings. One is that after a magician is promoted, his individual combat power is close to that of a god. The other meaning is that only mortals with the power of a god can pass the promotion ceremony."

"However, except for a very few lucky ones who can obtain divine spirits on their own," Vichy glanced at Ash, "the only way for most magicians to obtain divine spirits is to win the favor of the Lord God and have the Lord God grant them divine spirits."

"So you understand, right? It's different from the first to fourth floors. If you want to climb to the fifth floor, your own strength is not the key. The key is whether you are willing to be a dog for the Lord God!"

Ash suddenly remembered something: "Demigod angel..."

In fact, the name of demigod is not common. Most people know the Five-Winged Magician as an angel under the Lord God!

"When more people act as dogs, the dog's name becomes a human's name." Weixi sneered.

"But you definitely didn't act like a dog. After all, there isn't a single god in your temple." Ash asked curiously, "How did you get through this?"

"Soul faction." Wei Xi said calmly: "My soul is strong enough to bear the first level of hell alone, and Xu Yi can bear the second, third, fourth and fifth levels. But in order to strengthen the soul to that level in the mortal stage... You should know how much effort I put in from the Ghost Manual."

Kill all living things and plunder the world.

A puzzle in Ash's mind was solved: he never understood why Vichy continued to kill people after becoming a legend in the Sanctuary, when she could have gotten what she wanted through gentler means instead of going against the whole world like a madman. But if killing the world was her main mission, then everything made sense.

"You just said that he can create...?"

"That's right." Wei Xi nodded slightly. "There are two ways for gods to be born. One is natural birth, and the other is artificial creation. The magician at the Four-Wing Balancing Stage is the closest to nature. It is very likely that he can directly sublimate the existing magic spirit into a new god based on his perception."

“And this is also the most orthodox way to ascend—creating a god, carrying hell on your back, and entering the realm of God.”

"Wait." Ash found a loophole: "But aren't there six levels of hell? Can a god bear two levels of hell?"

Vichy blinked his eyes. "Ah, don't you know? Although there are six levels of hell, the sixth level is like the top of Ruby Mountain. It seems to exist but you can never reach the bottom. So only the fifth level of hell appears in the promotion ceremony."

There are only five of the six levels of hell, which makes sense.

Ash looked up at the falling fifth level of hell: "Is it possible that he created a god?"

"I can't do it anyway." Wei Xi said calmly, "At that time, my mind was overwhelmed by the flood of knowledge and the pressure of hell. It was difficult for me to even stay awake, let alone create a god."

"But what magicians lack the most is miracles."

boom!

With the silent superposition, Rajesh's soul body light and shadow exploded again! And when he re-condensed his soul body, he was unable to stop the accelerated fall of the Five Hells!

At this moment, a voice sounded softly in everyone's heart:

"The smallest dust and mist can also benefit the mountains and seas. The smallest light of a firefly candle can hopefully add brilliance to the sun and the moon."

An orange light appeared below Rajesh's soul.

The magicians were stunned.

Even the demons raised their eyebrows.

When the light and shadow faded, its appearance came into view: a ribbon-like orange skirt tied at the waist, with only a black bra on the upper body, snake-like pink hair hanging down the shoulders, a submachine gun in each hand, and five lightning-shaped wings on the back.

Although it was extremely gorgeous and beautiful, just looking at it made the magicians' souls tremble, and the magic spirits in their bodies trembled in fear and dared not act rashly!

"It's actually true..." Vichy's pupils shrank in shock.

"The spirit of gunnery..." Ash muttered, "And it's of the opposite sex? Was it originally like that, or did it change during the ascension?"

The substitute spirit in the soul shook its head when it heard these words and fell asleep.

But no matter what, Rajesh finally succeeded in creating a new god. This way, there is no obstacle for him to reach the realm of God.

"It's the god of gunnery!"

"Whoever stands in the way will die!"

"This spirit belongs to me!"

At this time, many phantoms suddenly appeared at the bottom of the first level of hell. They melted as quickly as the snow in early spring, but this did not affect their determination to attack the gunnery gods!

Rajesh and the Gunnery Spirit were almost stunned. When they tried to fight back, the Gunnery Spirit had already been severely damaged and was even bound by several shackles and vines, unable to move!

At the same time, Le Huai in the distance plucked out the second orange feather without hesitation and blew it up. The next moment, countless streams of light pierced into the Road of Origin, shooting through those rapidly melting shadows!

"It's not a rootless duckweed!? Hey, wait..."

"Haha, too weak, too weak, dare you interfere with the Road of Origin with such a small trick? This god is mine, I say, not even the Lord God can stop him!"

The orange light condensed from the feathers could only disperse a small part of the phantoms, but more phantoms still continued to attack the gunnery god, vowing to drag it into hell!

The tightly bound Gunnery God turned his head and glanced at the light and shadow of Rajesh. Rajesh smiled and nodded, and then an orange light curtain lit up on the Gunnery God. With a gunshot, countless lights exploded, and the God was annihilated and dissipated!

"Tsk, so decisive."

"It's gone."

"Damn it, if you give me a little more time, I can completely suppress the thoughts of the gods..."

With waves of annoyed complaints, the phantoms fled back to hell like crows.

The whole process took no more than ten seconds, and no one was able to react in time.

Ash stared at this scene, his lips trembling: "Those are..."

"Wild dogs, crows, beasts, ghouls, or you can call them demigods." Vichy said calmly:

"I've already said that a magician's greatest enemy is the magician himself."

Ash could barely keep his composure. "Didn't you say that others can't enter the Origin Road!?"

"Yes." Vichy said, "But those guys are already in the Origin Road. They live in hell."

"However, they are not doing this without a price. Even if they just enter the Road of Origin from Hell, it will continue to consume their fifth virtual wings and even damage their souls. If they get injured, it will be even more troublesome. The soul body is much more difficult to heal than the mortal body."

"So if there is no great benefit, they will not come out for no reason." Wei Xi said: "But snatching a newborn god undoubtedly meets the description of 'great benefit'."

"Originally, as long as one created a god, one could be promoted to a demigod. However, as more magicians have emerged, this difficulty has naturally emerged. They come to fight for the newly born gods when magicians are not familiar with them. If there is a god protecting them or the magician has already taken control of the god, they will definitely not dare to act rashly. In the final analysis, they are just a group of vultures who bully the weak and fear the strong."

She paused and said, "I was also this kind of ghoul for a while, but it was too inefficient and I wasn't interested in staying in one place for too long. I gave up after two unsuccessful robberies."

"I already hate you, you don't need to stir up my disgust for you like this." Ash said.

"Do you think I care?" Wei Xi replied calmly, "You won't be impressed by anything I do."

Upon hearing this, Fili and Nia turned around and looked at Vishi strangely.

However, the magicians were all quietly looking at the sky, waiting for the loser to fall.

The fifth level of hell was still falling faster and faster. Rajesh turned his head to look at the direction where the orange light was coming from, put his hands together in a prayer gesture, and said softly:

"Lord of Music, Rajesh bless you to reach the highest."

boom!

Ash and the others saw Rajesh being smashed to the ground by Hell, but there was no shock wave or big explosion. Hell disappeared the next second, and the obscured golden rain reappeared.

But in the open space in the center of the building, a small ruby ​​mountain appeared.

It's like a tomb.


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