How did I become a system

"Hahaha, I'm so lucky!" Malzahar accurately chose Oscar, and he was already happy at this moment.

"Lucky? Didn't you just bury this thing from the beginning?" Oscar spread his palms, only to see a tiny imprint.

"You actually found it!"

"I found out when you attacked me last time!"

"Then you have been hiding until now!"

"Because I know that you can never hurt me! So there is no need for me to guard against you!" Oscar was very confident, just like a tiger would not worry about the threat of a mouse trailing behind.

"You are too conceited! I am no longer the me I was at the beginning!" Malzaha was also very angry, he was actually underestimated, if he was just a little magician, it would be fine, but he is now A great magician is only half a step away from the existence of a magister. In this world, what kind of existence is a magister? They are at least the top figures in the world, but now they are so underestimated in front of Oscar. Zaha couldn't swallow this breath.

"Go to hell! Rain of flames!" Another sphere of flames began to fall from the sky, attacking Oscar.But Oscar didn't care at all, he just gently raised his hand and drew a circle.

It was the same circle again, it absorbed Malzaha's flame rain again, and then returned the attack to Malzaha again.

"No matter how many times you do the same move, it's useless!" Oscar watched the extremely stupid Malzaha gradually lose interest in continuing to fight.

"Really? Thunderfury!" Just as the circle was about to return the flame rain, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, precisely detonating the flames inside the flame ball completely, and the flames that soared into the sky directly engulfed Oscar's existence.

"Hahaha, I can see your moves clearly too! It's a pity that it's too slow! I won't give you time to slowly return my moves." Malzaha can be regarded as a qualified great magician, his vision It wouldn't be that bad either, and he had already noticed the loopholes in Oscar's magic back then.

"Not bad! There is still some ability, but a magician can't be complacent just because of such a small achievement!" Oscar said jokingly, wagging his fingers.

Immediately, Malzahar also sensed a bad omen, looked down, and found that dense weeds had grown under his feet, and they happened to form a pattern of a magic circle.

"Thousand Bamboo Gate!" Under Oscar's order, bamboo knots began to appear continuously on the ground, and the sharp bamboo knots directly pierced Malzaha's body in several places, even flying him out.

"Damn bamboo!" Malzaha waved his hand, the bamboo was burnt black and yellowed!Immediately afterwards, Malzaha kicked all the bamboos with a sweep.

But Oscar stared at Malzaha the whole time, as if a scientific researcher was observing how the experimental mouse passed his experiment.

"Stop looking down on people!" Malzaha threw a fireball, but Oscar didn't dodge it, but directly held the fireball with one hand, and then threw it out, directly exploding flowers beside him.

"He actually..." Malzaha didn't know how to describe Oscar. In order to concentrate on observing his own research results, Malzaha didn't hesitate to let his hand directly touch his own fireball.

Seeing that there were already obvious burns on Oscar's hands, but he didn't care at all.

"Slow down, research." Malzaha suddenly felt a trace of unusual breath, researching himself, or researching. When Malzaha turned his attention to the bamboo, the bamboo had already begun to take shape.

"These bamboos didn't grow for the purpose of attacking me, but for..." I saw that the bamboos had already formed a huge door leaf, and some of the bamboos grew to a certain height and were broken directly to form a horizontal door frame. Bamboo continues to grow until it reaches a suitable height and stops growing.

"Open the door!" As Oscar began to write with his fingers, successive leaves began to appear on the top of the door, forming a magic circle directly on the door.

"Don't even think about it!" Although Malzaha didn't know what Oscar was going to do, his sixth sense told him that if he succeeded, he would be in great trouble. Malzaha turned his big hand into a flaming palm and slapped the door directly. .

Even though this is a door transformed by magic, it is still transformed by bamboo. As long as there is a flame, the door will be burned by the flame.

"Don't underestimate the Thousand Bamboo Gate!" Oscar said as he lifted his finger, bamboos immediately began to rise from the ground, a bamboo wall directly blocked the flame palm, and the flame palm directly turned the bamboo wall into a flame wall.

With the formation of the magic circle, the door of Qianzhumen suddenly moved, and the door slowly showed signs of loosening. I felt that something was pushing the door, but the door couldn't be pushed open for a while.

"Could it be a failure!" Oscar quickly took out his notebook and began to write down the mistake this time.

"How can anyone start taking notes just by typing!" Although Malzaha didn't know what happened behind the firewall, he had an idea at the moment, since he can't do anything about the things on the other side of the door, he should take Oscar first!

Malzahar planned to sneak attack without saying a word, his whole body began to be covered with a layer of flames, and marks of magic appeared one after another on the flames, this was his plan to rely on magic to strengthen his own flames, in an attempt to defeat the enemy with one move.

"This also needs to be changed!" However, Oscar didn't care about Malzaha who had already been killed within one meter, seeing that Malzaha was about to succeed!The flames suddenly paused for a moment, incidentally slowing down Malzahar's attacking palm.

"What's going on?" Just when Malzaha didn't know what was going on, bright rays of light kept flickering in front of his eyes.There are small and exquisite words, they are skillfully written around Oscar, forming a spherical protective cover.

"This is." These things are wonderful objects that Malzahar, who is a great magician, has never seen before, which is beyond his cognition.

After careful observation, Malzaha gradually discovered the reason. These constantly swimming magic words will sense the corresponding magic words in his own magic formula, and they will repel each other. The closer they are to the repulsive force The stronger he is, he is already close enough to the shield at this moment, but the twenty centimeters distance gives Malzaha a feeling that he will never be able to reach it.

"Don't make noise!" Oscar flicked his eyes lightly, and more magic words began to gather in front of Malzaha, which made Malzaha instantly feel the repulsive force constantly strengthened by you, and finally Malzaha's There were more than a dozen fractures in the body, and the whole person seemed to be firmly grasped by a big hand and thrown back.

"It's not fair!" Malzaha didn't feel that Oscar was much better than him at all, but Oscar defeated himself by relying on some heresy and some pseudo-academics from nowhere.

"Unfair?" Oscar heard Malzaha's unwillingness, immediately closed the notebook, and then looked back at Malzaha who was thrown on the ground.

"Hehe, you're finally willing to put down that damn notebook!" Malzahar thought that Oscar was a nerd who wouldn't put down his notebook.

"Sometimes, it is true that knowledge can make me lose myself, but I also firmly believe that the word fairness exists." Oscar stepped out of the protective shield and approached Malzaha step by step.

"Hmph, you heretics!"

"Heretics? How to draw conclusions."

"I only recognize the magic books of angels. I have read them if they are not [-]% or [-]%. I have never seen magic that goes against common sense like yours." As for the magic words written in the air, they can move freely. It violates the angel's magic conclusion, and the three principles of magic activation are stability, carrier and purity.

"Oh! In other words, you are arrogantly claiming to be great just by reading the angel's magic book." Oscar's reply was very mocking.

"You, what do you mean? The magic of angels is one of the three origins of magic in the world, and it is also the most representative existence."

"Wrong, there are not three origins of magic, only the dragon clan! The magic of the dragon clan is the real origin, but you don't admit it, and even include yourself as one of the origins."

"You're talking nonsense, our angel's magic." Halzaha conjured up a book and threw it on Oscar's face. "The theory of the origin of magic clearly records that angels have mastered magic 4000 years ago, and dragons only learned it 400 years later."

Oscar took a look at the book, only took a few glances, and immediately laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at your simplicity, and I laugh at the author's ignorance."

"you"

"The Dragon Clan was born 4000 years ago. After 400 years of running-in, they finally learned how to use magic. So it is correct to say that the Dragon Clan has 600 years of magic." Oscar also knew that the birth of magic would not be mastered all at once. There must be a process.

"But you angels mastered magic 4000 years ago, isn't it too funny? The Sun Race, the predecessor of the angels 4000 years ago, had just learned to fly, and your angels were not born at that time."

"No, you're lying!"

"You angels are a doll nation that was just born 2000 years ago. In order to make yourself more sophisticated, you recognized the ancestor of the Sun Clan, so you took the history of the Sun Clan as your own history."

"No, you're lying!" Malzaha would never believe Oscar's words. It's fine to slander the origin of magic, but he even slandered the history of angels.

"Don't believe it? Take a closer look, the author of this book is your angel, right! He's not much older than you. Are all your angels old people who ask about the history of newborn babies?" Zaha really never thought that the author's resume is too young.

"And his experience, in the first half of his life, he planted cotton in his own manor, followed by a group of pirates who robbed everywhere, and spent some money to have several writers write a few white-washed articles, and he suddenly became a famous historian. La."

"No, you're lying!" Malzaha hastily opened the introduction at the back, all of which were evaluations of the author by some Magic Associations. He had always carried this book with him since he was a child. It's so strange, many people have many titles, but they don't make sense at all, and even the names of several people have been discovered in the past few years, and they are nothing more than swindled Muggles.

"It's all fake!" I didn't learn magic when I was young, so I thought these people were masters of magic, but now that I've been in the magic world for many years, I looked back and found that they were all young people.

"My belief in Malzahar has completely collapsed. Everything he believes in is false, and it's just a pretense project to put gold on the angel's face."

"That's why I don't read the magic books of angels! After a whole book, except for boasting and complimenting myself, there is almost only a little bit of useful magic left. It's better to read more magic books of the human race. "

Speaking of which, Oscar threw a magic book to Malzaha, and Malzaha didn't believe what he said, he crawled directly to the magic book and opened it.At this time, Malzahar had an unfair mentality, not because he was eager to learn, but because he wanted to find out the boastful scenes in the magic book, or the sentences that were full of mistakes.

However, after reading a page, Malzahar shed tears. "A good book, it's a good book!" I used to be prejudiced, only believed in the magic book of angels, and only regarded it as a classic.

As for the book in front of him, he had the impression that a student had given this book to him before, saying it was a good book, but Malzaha just glanced at it, it was written by the human race.

"Can you read the books written by the human race? You are so brave!" Malzahar was furious that his student would actually have such a stupid existence.

"Come here, throw him out and deprive him of the identity of a magician. Let me read another page of this unhealthy book, and deprive him of his identity as a magician."

Looking at the student who was thrown out of the academy, Malzaha still didn't calm down, but he was inconvenient to do anything. He could only watch the student being kicked out of the academy, bullied by the city's magician believers, and finally kicked out The city of wizards, Bekaso!

"I was wrong!" Malzahar finally realized at this moment that without those boastful remarks, the angel's magic book is not even as good as this simple page.