Full Time Mage Lord

The world is... red?

In other words, red is the world?

Clang——

There was a sound of wooden boards coming from behind Xiuyin.

The door is closed.

Xiu Yin suddenly turned around and fired a flame missile at the wooden door. This was the last bit of soul power in his body. The attack against Alexander II had already exhausted his soul power.

The somewhat weak flame missiles struck the wooden door.

call--

Although the attack of the flame missile is a bit weak due to lack of soul power, it should be enough to deal with a wooden door.

The result surprised Xiu Yin, and he began to feel a little afraid.

The wooden door was intact, not even a trace of the flames left behind.

How can it be!

Xiu Yin felt like he was going crazy. He rushed towards the wooden door and tried to open it with his hands.

But he failed.

That door is just a picture, a picture stuck on the dimensional barrier.

It's the Holy Emperor!

Xiu Yin immediately realized that Alexander II was not so easy to deal with.

Although he still didn't understand why his attack was ignored and he was in a special space, there was no doubt that the Holy Emperor was powerful.

Is this the power of a magician?

Xiuyin gradually calmed down and touched the so-called facade in front of him again, but his hand felt cold.

Moreover, the magic attack just now had no effect on him at all.

A mage of the arcana of time and space?

But even if you master the arcana of time and space, it would be too terrifying to directly create such a space.

Xiu Yin was shocked by the power of this arcane spell.

When he turned around, looking at the blood-red world behind him, he could no longer tell which was the sky or which was the earth.

In short, it was a blood-red sky and earth.

Xiu Yin looked at the world from a distance, then closed his eyes and focused his mental energy outward.

There are no elemental fluctuations...

Is the Holy Emperor going to trap me here?

Since there was no way to go back through the door behind him, Xiu Yin simply moved forward.

The ground is also red, the red soil feels soft when you step on it.

After walking forward for almost ten minutes, Xiu Yin's expression was startled.

He saw something familiar.

It's a steeple.

The spire he had seen somewhere.

yes……

It's on the plains of Lunterdam!

Lord Illidan!

Lord Illidan built a spire, Xiu Yin did not understand his intention, and there were a large number of moonstones.

Those are secrets, and there are secrets about the land of Ryze under the spire.

And at this time Alice suddenly started on her own.

【Discover a energy】

Where?

Xiuyin felt that he had asked the question knowingly, because there was such a spire in front of him.

Yes, right in front of you.

There is a door below the spire.

Xiu Yin stretched out his hand and found that the touch of steel was transmitted to his brain from the door handle.

Pull hard, and the rusty iron door moves slowly.

Walking up the ring of buildings, Xiu Yin arrived at the top of the spire.

Here you can see the world further away.

Standing on the upper part of the spire, Xiu Yin looked around the world, and then came to a conclusion.

That is to say, this world is probably infinitely big.

What kind of power can create this world? The Holy Emperor? Impossible, a visitor? Someone called a god?

Xiu Yin said before thinking about Alexander II that he was a visitor.

What does visitor mean?

Someone from another world?

Xiu Yin is at least someone from another world.

According to Alexander II, in other words, there seemed to be many people like him. Otherwise, how could Alexander II think that he was a visitor?

Xiu Yin thought about countless questions in his mind.

Gradually, he got tired.

He fell to the ground in confusion, and then fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he returned to his original world. He saw himself standing in the military camp wiping the armor of various armed mechas. He dreamed that he finally sat in the mecha he had dreamed of, and dreamed that he finally drove the mecha. Fly to the sky...

Xiu Yin felt as if he had returned to his childhood.

His family background is average, and his parents are only working-class people, and they are more concerned about his eyes.

They didn't know that his eyes would be equipped with an artificial eye in ten years, nor did they know how kind Xiu Yin was when he saw them again.

dad.

Mother!

Xiu Yin'an couldn't control his feelings, he cried, he shouted, he shouted out.

No matter how dashing he is as a lord in Shenming Continent, here he is still the child of two old people.

Xiuyin put on his schoolbag again and entered the school again.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, university.

Xiuyin in a dream is like reincarnation.

Until he sat in a daze on a mecha, until he looked at the wrench in his hand, he began to wonder if he had ever been to the Divine Mercy Continent.

On the mecha's shoulders, Xiuyin's butt sat on the mecha's steel plate under the sun, feeling the peace of mind and warmth that the mecha brought to him.

Does God's Mercy really exist?

Xiu Yin looked at the sky, doubting his memory.

He was a college student last year, and now he has been here for half a year. There are dozens of mechas in the square, half of which he has maintained very well.

As a logistics person, he seemed to have forgotten that he could still release magic when he was in the Divine Continent.

Yes, I can also do magic!

If, if I release magic, can I say that the memory is true?

Xiu Yin felt that the chaotic memories began to be sorted out instantly.

Xiu Yin put down the wrench in his hand and looked at his fingers.

Magic, do you really exist?

Xiu Yin imitated what he remembered and wanted to concentrate the power called soul power on his ten fingers.

When Xiuyin thought it was just an illusion in his dream, he clearly felt that there was indeed a surge of power in his hand.

Oh my God, my God, my God!

Xiu Yin had to scream, because the next moment, although he had already mastered the release of soul power in his memory, Xiu Yin was frightened.

A small flame appeared on his hand...

Warm flames…

…

He felt a light and Xiu Yin woke up.

In the blood-red world, the sky is considered to be the sky because the light comes from Xiu Yin's head, and the light above his head is naturally considered to be the sky.

A light that made Xiu Yin feel gentle.

Xiu Yin sat up, stretched out his hands, and let the light fall on his hands.

This is……

Pure light?

Xiu Yin didn't know where the natural sunlight came from. In short, it came from the sky.

But immediately, Xiu Yin stood up suddenly as if he had found hope.

He looked toward the sky, toward the light, and a smile appeared on his lips.