Celestial Mage

Chapter 397

A world with gods is different from a world without gods.

In a godless world, a very complicated game is required to advance the development of an era in chaos.

Of course, the world with gods also needs games, but once the gods decide the direction to go, the world can change at a fairly fast speed.

After all, the essence of the Golden Land is just a testing ground for powerful gods' spells.

So, in the last glorious hour, the Duke of Storms led the re-armed Storm Guards and slaughtered in the east.

As long as there are lords with fiefdoms in hand, they are all declared traitors and liquidated one by one.

Not only liquidate the lord himself, but also liquidate anyone who has an interest relationship with the lord, and wantonly expand.

They killed so many people in the east, and everyone's face changed when they heard the word 'noble'.

There is an atmosphere of high pressure and terror among the people in the east.

Everyone said the Duke was crazy.

At the same time, Rosen kept a low profile.

He didn't appear in public anymore, and he didn't hold a wedding with Heya Jiali immediately, and he didn't mention the succession of the duke, as if he had become an invisible person.

The only change is that he was appointed by the Duke as the Minister of Magic in the entire Eastern Territory.

As the Minister of Magic, he built basic magic schools everywhere, publicized the improved version of the "Multiple Potion", and built workshops, communication towers, and promotion of communication gems in various places.

In short, what he did on Beluga Island before has happened in the entire East Territory.

For the subsequent unified management of the Eastern Territory and the cultivation of mages on a large scale, the material foundation was quietly laid.

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

On this day, Rosen was sitting in his office reading documents in the Magic Department of Raging Waves City.

The higher the status, the larger the management area, and the many times more files than before.

Fortunately, the speed of the computing core has also skyrocketed, so the various review tasks have been accelerated, and there is still a lot of free time for one hour of work per day.

About half an hour later, Rosen finished approving today's documents.

Seeing that there were more than 20 minutes left, he put his legs on the desk, put his hands behind his head, and half-lyed on the thick leather chair. He didn't think about anything and just let his mind rest.

Humans, not machines, keep spinning with strings stretched, and may be able to complete repetitive tasks faster, but the fun of life will be gone.

When the fun is gone, the inspiration is gone.

Without inspiration, the progress of the technique will only become slower and slower, or even stagnate.

In short, there is both relaxation and relaxation is the way of sustainable development.

After lying lazily for a while, I suddenly got up and whistled casually, without any melody, just whistling whatever came to mind.

In the leisurely and comfortable time, there was a knock on the office door, and the voice of the attendant came in.

"Master, Mrs. Summitt is visiting."

Mrs. Summitt?
Rosen was taken aback, then recalled: "Why is Dora here?" '

Since he was an acquaintance, he didn't bother to pay attention, so he said casually, "Let her in."

The door was pushed open, and Dora, who was wearing a dark silver luxurious streamer silk dress, walked in. Just as in memory, her skin was as white as jade, and her facial features were graceful and picturesque, but there was a faint melancholy locked between her willow eyebrows.

Seeing Rosen's sluggish face, she lessened her melancholy and said with a smile, "Count, is this how you receive guests?"

Rosen chuckled and pointed to the seat: "Sit whatever you want, you can sit on me if you like."

Dora gave him a white look: "You are also the minister of magic arts now, you have to pay attention to your image."

Rosen laughed: "Everyone in the Eastern Region knows that I am a loafer. Bards are telling stories about my affairs everywhere. It doesn't matter if there are more stories about me."

At his level, no one has asked him whether the relationship between a man and a woman is pure. People only envy and yearn for his life, and they will never use such things to judge him.

When the time comes to discredit him with the relationship between men and women, it means that he has completely failed in other fields, especially in the field of magic.

But now he is very successful in the field of spells, and folks have begun to spread the saying that he is the No. 1 spell in the Golden Land.

With such an incomparable achievement, if he got the queen into bed, he would pay at most for a sum of money. Of course, this is just an analogy. After all, Orogarde is his good buddy, and he can't be sorry for his good buddy.

Dora just said casually, and then she was about to find a chair to sit down, but after walking a few steps, she walked back to the door, locked the office door, and released a powerful barrier of silence at the same time.

"Put your legs down and let me sit down. I've been very upset recently and need the spiritual comfort of a strong man."

"Haha~ just sit on my magic lap."

With a flash of thought, a flawless phantom appeared, sitting on a chair beside her, and beckoned to Dora.

Dora was taken aback: "What's the meaning of phantom?"

"Phantom is also very interesting, if you don't believe me, sit down."

Dora was very curious, so she sat on the phantom's lap, and after groping carefully, she became surprised: "This can't be the real you, can it?"

"No, it's a phantom."

"Okay, then this spell has been fully developed in your hands."

After sitting on the phantom legs, snuggling in its warm and broad embrace, I feel a lot more at ease.

So she got down to business.

"Both my father and my husband have gone missing for more than a month. I'm worried."

Rosen immediately recalled the Archmage Turan he met last time, and a sense of ominousness suddenly surged in his heart.

"To be honest, I think your father has gone on the wrong path."

Dora nodded: "I also feel this way, but I don't know what my father wants to do. I'm afraid that one day he will suddenly do something earth-shattering and destroy the Turan family."

Because of White Eagle City's neutral attitude and Rosen's intentional or unintentional care, the Duke did not liquidate White Eagle City.

Under Dora's operation, White Eagle City also took the initiative to conform to the trend of the times, greatly weakening the family property, and improving the power and treatment of civilians.

Therefore, White Eagle City naturally transitioned to a new era.

But she was afraid that her father would do something that violated the third golden rule and ruin her efforts.

So very worried.

Rosen fully understood his mood, and said, "Have you reported the situation to the Temple of White Eagle City?"

"I have reported it, and even got a reply from God. God said, my father is not in White Eagle City, and no one knows where he is at present."

Rosen felt that something big was about to happen.

However, in view of the fact that the Golden Land has stepped up the investigation of extraordinary power, such a major event should occur outside the Golden Land.

Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, a golden light flashed in the office, and Feiltana showed her figure.

She was still dressed as an apprentice in a knee-length dress and carried a leather fanny pack across the body.

Ignoring those piercing eyes, it gives people a pure and delicate feeling overall.

She glanced at Dora sitting on Rosen's phantom, and frowned slightly: "It's broad daylight, can you talk about some etiquette?"

Dora blushed immediately, and immediately stood up and saluted Feltana, claiming to pay tribute to the saint.

Rosen also took advantage of the opportunity to put away the Flawless Phantom, laughed and said with a smile: "Holy One, I have done a good job of keeping it secret, and it was you who intruded into my private domain without authorization."

He is very thick-skinned, and he doesn't even need to scald his skin for such a small incident.

Fertana was too lazy to talk, and went straight to the point.

"Rosen, Ms. Dora, your worries have come true. Master Turan has indeed fallen, or to be more precise, he fell into Vanderlon's tricks and became an extraordinary lich."

"what!"

Dora stood up in shock, her face turned pale.

"My father became a lich? God~ this. This. God, please forgive the crimes of the Turan family!"

She knelt down in front of Feiltana with a 'thump', tears pouring out uncontrollably.

Feltana sighed: "Go and issue an announcement to completely expel your father from the Turan family."

"I will, I will go back to White Eagle City now."

She quickly saluted the two of them, and was about to report back.

Rosen immediately stopped her: "Wait."

After finishing speaking, he quickly wrote an official document and handed it over: "You ran back too slowly, let the attendants take you to the communication room, and send the news directly back to White Eagle City."

"Thank you, Master."

Dora hurried away with the note.

Only Feltana and Rosen were left in the office.

Feltana sat down on the chair with a serious expression on her face.

"I want to tell you two things, and you have to listen carefully."

Rosen immediately put away his loose posture and corrected his sitting posture.

Feltana nodded in satisfaction.

"First, Master Turan's magical achievements are astonishing. With the help of Vanderlon, he has condensed an extremely powerful heart of extraordinary necromancers."

"Although he became Vanderlom's servant because of this, his strength is astonishing, much stronger than ordinary immortals, and even stronger than Afu."

Rosen was slightly surprised: "According to the calculations of the field equation, to reach such a level, the heart of this extraordinary necromancer must be very perfect."

The field equation points out that the quality of the transcendent mind is a very important indicator.

Because the extraordinary energy belt is very wide, two orders of magnitude wider than that of ordinary people.

This leads to an astonishing gap in strength and growth among different qualities of extraordinary hearts.

As a result, an extraordinary heart of outstanding quality may possess mana strength at the early stage of the immortal state, which may be comparable to that of an ordinary quality extraordinary heart at the later stage of the immortal state.

And if it is an extraordinary powerhouse of the same realm, the former's mana scale and mana strength may have a crushing advantage over the latter.

And that's not all the gaps.

Every kind of extraordinary heart will come with extraordinary abilities.

The ability of an outstanding extraordinary heart is not only stronger than that of ordinary extraordinary hearts, but also has more types of abilities.

According to Afu, the extraordinary heart of the Golden God is perfect, and when it reaches the extreme of immortality, it can almost rival the legendary dragon.

But Afu also said that the perfection of the extraordinary heart is hard to force, it depends not only on luck, but also on talent, and even more on the comprehension of spells.

Obviously, Master Turan is extremely talented, and his understanding of magic is even more profound. Now that he has some luck, the possibility of achieving a high-quality extraordinary heart is extremely high.

Therefore, Feltana said that Afu is not Turan's opponent, which should be true.

Rosen was a little worried about Afu's safety: "Afu is alone on Beluga Island, will something happen?"

At the same time, he was also a little worried about Fischer's safety.

Feltana glanced at Rosen unexpectedly: "You have a conscience, you don't worry about yourself, you worry about Afu."

She read through Rosen's thoughts and comforted her: "Don't worry, Afu is not as weak as you think, and she is not alone. Emilia is with her now, and she is trustworthy."

"As for the fact that people on the land of Fischer are not capable of defeating mermaids in the sea, I'm not sure, let alone Turan."

In this case, Rosen was a little relieved.

Fertana sighed softly: "In order to gather the heart of this extraordinary necromancer, Turan ran to the south of the southern border and sacrificed at least 1 alien souls to Vanderlon."

"I'm not worried that Turan will immediately threaten the Golden Land, after all, his current power is limited. And the Golden Land is not only my Guardian Holy Spirit, he will definitely not dare to come alone."

"But you have a grudge against Turan, and you offended Vanderlom even more. Vanderlon and Turan are both very persistent people, so I'm worried that he will secretly deal with you."

"And it's impossible for me to be vigilant all the time."

Although Rosen built a detector for extraordinary mana fluctuations, as long as Turan does not cast spells, the detector will not respond, and Turan only needs one blow to deal with Rosen.

Rosen immediately felt a headache, because there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

"Holy One, what is your countermeasure?"

"Actively hunt Turan and kill him as soon as possible!"

"Then what do I need to do?"

"This is an extraordinary battle, nothing you can do is useless."

"You have learned this "Soul Inscription Explanation", and then carry this immortal soul stone with you at all times, never leaving your body for 24 hours."

Rosen took the soul stone immediately, and found that it was a dark golden rune stone, with a little weight, but very light, almost like a feather.

There was a slight movement in his heart, knowing that this should be condensed with the magic power of the Immortal Realm, and the strength must be far greater than that of Turan, who was in the Immortal Realm, and his heart immediately became much more stable.

At the same time, he also knew that if Turan wanted to deal with him, there was a high probability that he would not use ordinary spells, but would use extremely dangerous extraordinary soul spells.

Although an extraordinary person in the immortal realm would never have the power to break through the defense of the immortal realm, he was still a little worried.

"Holy One, the world is so big, how do you determine Turan's location?"

Feltana smiled slightly: "Although logic spells are powerful, natural spells are not useless. Blood relative tracking is a very good spell."

There happened to be a blood relative of Turan in Raging City.

"In addition, until Turan is successfully hunted down, I will always be by your side."

"Of course, you can't see me, and I won't affect your life, but I still hope that your life will not be too sloppy!"

"why?"

"Because it affects my state of mind!"

Rosen glanced at Holy Spirit dressed as an innocent female student of the college, and smiled awkwardly: "I will try my best."

"Then, the first thing is finished, and the second thing is also related to Turan."

She took out a manuscript from her cloth bag, which was very thick, a full two centimeters.

"this is for you."

Rosen took a look, and saw "Extraordinary Research Notes" written on the cover. The author, Turan, felt moved, and immediately opened it to check, and found that all of Turan's research records were recorded on it.

He read some of them through Dora's hands, but the other part was completely new knowledge. After a few glances, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered his experience with Dora in the imperial capital.

Dora once confessed her father's sins in the Romil Great Temple, but God's reaction was very indifferent. Looking back at this time, a possibility came to mind.

"Holy One, did you intentionally indulge Turan's depravity for this note?"

Feltana nodded: "It's intentional, but how far Turan can go in the end depends on his own choice."

Pointing to the manuscript in Rosen's hand: "Because we also want to know how to promote an archmage to extraordinary in a stable and safe way."

A thought flashed in Rosen's mind: "Holy One, do you want to mass-produce superhumans?"

He didn't sympathize with Turan, nor was he qualified to do so, he just felt that the world was cruel.

Ordinary people pursue the extraordinary, and finally achieve the extraordinary, but at the same time become a slave.

It's really sad to be treated like a dog by someone through all kinds of hardships.

But having said that, being promoted to Transcendence is still a huge improvement, because a long lifespan means infinite possibilities.

The so-called emperor takes turns, maybe one day it will be his turn.

Feltana sensed Rosen's emotions, and sighed softly: "Everyone is like this, even my father, God, can't live in peace."

"This world is like a big prison. Ordinary people are still protected by a tender but fragile civilization. After being extraordinary, you have to face the cruel truth of the world."

After a word of emotion, she sorted out her emotions and returned to the previous topic.

"Two purposes. The first is to get more extraordinary comrades-in-arms. The second is to prove the existence of Father God to foreigners."

Luo Sen understood immediately: "On the mainland, only gods have the ability to bestow an extraordinary heart and help the archmage to quickly advance to extraordinary?"

"Yes."

Feltana nodded: "Although Turan has gone on the wrong path, his note is still very precious. Study it carefully and help us find a way to help the mortal archmage to become extraordinary."

"If you find out, then our reward will definitely not disappoint you."

Rosen flipped through the manuscript and said with a smile: "This is really a difficult challenge, but I will do my best."

Feltana was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he turned back.

"Rosen, when do you plan to officially take over the dukedom?"

"I'm preparing for it, it will take another month."

"Yeah, I got it."

Feltana just left.

(End of this chapter)