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Lin Donglai suddenly realized, and said, "I understand!"

"It's good to understand! You don't need to say it!" the old man said, "But there is one thing to tell you clearly, these magics are literal. Controlling magic is the most threatening destroying magic. As for life magic, it is to control Life flows, killing a person means reviving a person. Reviving a person means killing a person! As for the final sacrifice magic, the reason why so many people don’t choose it is that sacrificing oneself or others gives the third power."

"Ah!" Lin Donglai really wanted to curse!
This is still a joke!
The old man continued: "Didn't someone send a Xuangu artifact to your scholar before! With your ability, that person will be able to fight against the Thousand Faced Man."

"That's right!" Lin Dong said, "Everything is going according to plan! Then let me ask you again, if I choose to sacrifice magic, can I remove the magic that controls magic?"

"Any magic can be dispelled! The price of sacrifice is different! Some may be one life, some may be dozens of lives!" said the old man, "For you, life is really worthless!"

"Because I... can't die! I'm a bug scarier than the Man with Thousand Faces in the magical world!" Lin Donglai said.

"So! Let's have a bowl of pickled vegetable noodles!" The old man said with a smile.

Lin Donglai couldn't help complaining about himself: "I really want to be the leading role in a serious way, but I never thought that it would be like a joke every time to get things done."

"What are you talking about?" The old man winked at him cutely, "Blame me! I didn't explain everything clearly!"

"What! Is it different from what I thought?" Lin Donglai asked.

The old man said: "Let me tell you, to gain power, you have to pay a price! What I told you just now is the price for you to release your power. You didn't tell you the price of your power and what you have to pay to cultivate this power." !"

"I'll go! Old man, you cheated me!" Lin Donglai said dumbfounded, "I just said, how can there be such an easy thing in the world."

"Young man! Anyway, this is the last level, it's too easy!" said the old man, "Let's make the atmosphere more pleasant, lest you feel that you won't feel the slightest warmth here!"

"Don't make trouble! I can't feel the warmth anymore!" Lin Dong said.

Song Yuanfang had just returned from Lin Donglai when he heard that the Thousand Faced Man was looking for him.

He came to the throne of the Man with Thousand Faces and asked, "You are looking for my master!"

"What did you do?" the man with thousands of faces asked.

"I'm going to see Lin Dong!" Song Yuanfang said.

The Thousand Faced Man lazily raised his hand, grabbed Song Yuanfang's neck, and asked, "If he is persuaded by you, will it mean that I don't even have the last opponent?"

"No..." Song Yuanfang said in great pain, "I know Lin Donglai's personality! I was afraid that you would have no match, Master, so I went to meet Lin Donglai to stimulate his fighting spirit. It is precisely because I understand , so only I can do this.”

"It seems that I underestimated you! In front of me, you dare to say it in a high-sounding manner. Maybe it can really stimulate the fighting spirit in Lin Donglai!" Thousand Faces said, "They should have found the portal, but unfortunately the teleportation The door has been destroyed by me! Maybe in this life, Lin Donglai will never come back."

Song Yuanfang didn't understand!

Going to persuade Lin Donglai to give up by himself, Qianmianren was so angry, but now Qianmianren said that Lin Donglai would not be able to come back after entering the portal.Is this any different from what he did?

If you have to say yes, it might be because the portal was broken by the Man with Thousand Faces.

"We are about to go to war with the traditional magic world! I don't want to represent handwritten magicians. I don't belong to them, nor to traditional magicians." Thousand Faces said, looking at Song Yuanfang with deep eyes, "You In fact, I'm a lot smarter! You should be able to see what I mean by this move. Don't play dumb for me and pretend that nothing happened!"

Song Yuanfang replied in a low voice: "The master wants to find a representative to lead the handwritten magician to fight the traditional magician!"

After listening to his words, the thousand-faced man finally smiled, continued to look at him with strange eyes, and asked, "Then who do you think is the representative?"

"I think the handwriting magician's original black magician is qualified!" Song Yuanfang said, "Even the archbishop may not be his opponent!"

"Isn't there something wrong with you people from the first world! You are the ones involved, don't try to stay out of it." The man with thousands of faces said seriously.

Song Yuanfang immediately said: "Of course! We will never stay out of it! Once the fight starts, those of us in the first world will bear the brunt of it!"

The man with thousands of faces took a sip of red wine and showed a smug smile: "Under my supervision, it will be difficult for you to stay out of the matter. If there is a fight, you will all work hard if I don't die. But this is not what I want. Something to look forward to!"

"Please... please tell the master clearly!" Song Yuanfang had a very bad premonition in his heart.

"The army of 15 handwritten magicians, as well as the great magician himself, are willing to obey your command!" The man with thousands of faces said with a smile, "And your opponent is very interesting, not the man named Lin Donglai! Beside him is Huang Yani, head of the Holy Knights!"

"I... know!" Song Yuanfang said weakly.

It was as if his world went dark directly.

The debate with Lin Donglai rang in his ears, and now it burned his face like a flame.

Yup!

With this kind of master who just wants to play and has the ability to cover the sky with one hand, all he thinks about is playing.It was not a cool haven at all, and even his desolate death in battle made the face of the Thousand Faced Man show a dazzling light.

Just like now, he waited for Song Yuanfang's answer.

Song Yuanfang knelt down again, like a dog entrusted with a heavy responsibility, licked his master and said, "Since the master trusts me so much, I will definitely not disappoint the master's expectations!"

"But don't fight halfway, persuade me to surrender! I can't afford to lose this man!" The man with thousands of faces smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and left the throne.

Only Song Yuanfang was left alone, so dull that he lost his mind.

At that time!

There were overwhelming voices outside, and outside the castle, 15 troops began to gather.

Song Yuanfang regained his sanity, walked out, stood on the castle and looked at everyone below.

He would rather not be the goddamn protagonist, but he was allowed to do so.

He wanted to say something impassioned, but he was too embarrassed and ashamed to say it.

Because he has always regarded this world as a game, and he can't do it if he is asked to say a line in a game.

"Then! Kill!" He had no choice but to find two words, and said them weakly.

"Roar!"

"Magic for the truth!" The magicians under the castle shouted frantically.

"For Lord Thousand Faces!"

Unknowingly, Song Yuanfang's heart was also ignited with an inexplicable feeling.

Perhaps, this is the passion in his novels.

But the experience is very bad!

Especially his face, already pale like a dead spirit.