Casting spells

In just one face-to-face meeting, the confident Darent Exploration Team was wiped out, not even a single one standing.

"No! No! No! This... what kind of monster is this? Why does it obey your orders? You shouldn't be able to cast powerful spells!"

The leader, who was only half breathed, widened his eyes, desperately trying to see clearly the "opponent" who had killed him before he died.

In his inherent image, such a huge elemental life would absolutely require hundreds or even thousands of the top Darent spellcasters to gather together and perform complex magic rituals that lasted hours or even weeks.

Under the influence of the earth's core force field, let alone magic rituals of this level, even magic weakened by a hundred times is basically difficult to complete.

It is precisely because of this limitation that the expeditionary army will be overwhelmed by the opponent's endless human-sea battles again and again. Otherwise, under the large-scale coverage of magic attacks, no backward civilization can resist the expeditionary army for more than a few months time.

"Magic? Do you think my power comes from magic? Idiot! My power comes from knowledge, from a smart mind, and always calm and rational judgment. Even under the conditions that are not good for me, I can find a way to reverse the disadvantage method. In this regard, you who are accustomed to using rough methods to solve problems simply cannot understand." The boy stretched out a finger and tapped his temple lightly.

He didn't hide the contempt in his eyes at all, just like the Darente looked at the lower races they enslaved.

Under the gaze of those deep black eyes, the team leader felt a strong fear from the bottom of his heart, as if there was an incomparably powerful god directly seeing through all the secrets of the soul through the body.

With pain, unwillingness and fear, he slowly swallowed his last breath.

"You seem to have quite complex and profound emotions for Darente civilization?" Luke asked with great interest.

The boy smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe. After all, I have been learning and accepting the ideas, values ​​and worldview of the Darente people since I was born. It can be said that half of me today has inherited the legacy of my previous life. And the other half comes from this civilization. Know why I haven't given myself a name until now?"

"Why?" Luke asked very cooperatively.

"Of course it is to wait for the complete destruction of the Darente civilization, and to give themselves a famous name in accordance with their traditions on the ruins of the parent planet. Only by saying goodbye to the past can we devote ourselves to the future. This is the ancient Darente civilization. My proverb is also my deepest obsession."

When he said these words, the boy's tone revealed rare seriousness and persistence.

For him, the Darente civilization is a shadow that hangs over his heart. As long as it doesn't disappear, he can't get peace of mind for a day.

Therefore, whether it is due to rational needs or emotional needs, the Darente are bound to perish.

"Understood! I will help you complete the whole plan." Luke, who realized the seriousness of the problem, nodded slightly.

Just when the two were about to open their hearts and have some in-depth exchanges, a dazzling light suddenly shot from the end of the passage, hitting the clay life's thick torso directly.

moment!

The skin, which was strong enough to withstand the sharpest magic weapons, was cut with a gash about ten meters deep.

Immediately afterwards, old guys exuding an astonishing aura all over their bodies slowly came out from the dark corner.

Needless to ask, they are senior members of parliament, including the speaker, each of whom can be called a "big shot".

The powerful light just now came from the staff in the speaker's hand that was shining with white light.

"Ah! You are finally here. Just a few minutes ago, my brother and I were still discussing how long the parliament will endure, but we didn't expect to take action so soon." The boy politely put his hands on his chest and bowed bowed.

"Put down your weapons and go back with us. You have lived on your home planet for 12 years, so you should know how powerful the Darente civilization is. Unless you die, you can't escape at all." The speaker made no nonsense, and delivered the ultimatum straightforwardly .

As the situation has been developing rapidly in an uncontrollable direction, he is under more and more pressure, and he may be kicked out at any time.

If that day really comes, no matter how many means and countermeasures there are in the future, it will become meaningless.

Therefore, his purpose is very simple, that is to cut through the mess quickly, and first take down the two boys who came into his sight.

As for the rest of the matter, I will slowly consider it after returning to the home planet.

"Strong? Is that how you see Darent civilization? No! It is not as powerful as you imagined! In fact, it is very fragile, just like an egg with a hard shell. Just break the outermost eggshell, What's inside is nothing to fear. Now, all I have to do is be the first to crack the eggshell."

The voice just fell!

The boy quickly wrote a series of mysterious symbols in the air at lightning speed.

next second...

The clay life seemed to have received a strong stimulus from the outside world, and began to twist its body crazily, rampaging in the passage, destroying and devouring all the life forms that could be sensed.

"It seems that you made the wrong choice! Well, we will make you pay for your arrogance and ignorance. Next, you will face the most powerful spellcaster group in the entire Darente civilization—the Parliament! "

The first thousand and 380 chapters of the six cages of light

There is no doubt that if the entire Darente civilization is compared to an egg, then the parliament is the yolk that gathers all the essence.

Although in terms of numbers, the parliament has always maintained a size of about 30 people, neither expanding nor shrinking.

But the power they possess is almost stronger than all the remaining spellcasters combined.

As long as the internal conflicts among these thirty people are controlled within a certain range, no matter how violent the lower class people are, it is impossible to have any impact on the existing order and distribution of interests, even if more than half of the expeditionary forces Rebellion, they can also calmly formulate plans to quell the rebellion bit by bit.

It can be said that in their eyes, the only real opponents and enemies are each other, and all the rest are tools and pawns to be used.

However, as the two boys killed one of the councilors in the last raid, everyone present realized that they must solve this trouble that threatened their lives, otherwise similar things are very likely Will do it again.

It is precisely because of this consensus that the congressmen who have been split into two factions have not torn their faces, and still maintain superficial obedience to the speaker.

Appreciating the group of "big men" standing on the top of the pyramid of power and power, the boy gently stroked the behemoth lying on the spot like a pet, grinning and said, "Then let the game begin!"

The voice just fell!

A huge device used to suppress the force field in the center of the earth immediately began to work under the cooperation of several councilors.

In the blink of an eye, the originally ubiquitous force field was suppressed to its lowest point.

Even every caster can feel the cheers of magical energy permeating the air.

The speaker didn't even say a word of nonsense, he raised his hand and shot out thousands of colorful and dazzling beams of light.

These light beams continuously collided and refracted in the air at an extremely fast speed, and finally gathered together, surrounded from all directions like a net.

"Cage of Light?!"

The boy's pupils suddenly shrank.

As a child who grew up on Darent's home planet, he had heard of the name of this powerful spell, but he had no chance to obtain the corresponding spell model.

Because this is an exclusive magic, no one can pry into the mystery behind these magic beams until the creator voluntarily donates it or dies.

"Oh? You can recognize it!" A surprised expression appeared on the speaker's face.

After all, he has not used this spell a few times since it was invented until now, and even few members of the council have seen it with their own eyes.

But now, the other party unexpectedly handed over the name of the spell accurately at the first glance, without any wavering or hesitation.

"Of course! Otherwise, why do you think I dare to say such arrogant words as destroying Darente civilization? You must know that I am super serious and plan to take practical actions to make it a reality."

Watching the ever-shrinking net of light, instead of showing the slightest bit of panic, the boy used alchemy to create a wooden stick and lightly touched the gap in the net of light.