Time and Space Mage - Light and Darkness

A vague figure hidden in the darkness slowly came out.

"I didn't expect you to find this place so soon, not bad." In the next second, a distant and deep strange voice came into the ears of the people opposite.

"Where are people?" Xibo asked coldly with a gloomy expression.

"Are you talking about our lovely son of the God of Light?" The man smiled frivolously, and then said slowly: "Please look at the top."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they all raised their heads to look, and with the snap of the black shadow's fingers, a huge blue magic circle lit up under the feet of the group of people in an instant, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire group. The whole cave.

"The ancient 'Forbidden Curse' formation." Jermaine murmured twice.

However, Xibo in front of him gritted his teeth indifferently, and in his eyes at this moment, he probably only saw a thin figure hanging in the sky.

"There is a field above, and the gap must be found..." Madrid whispered.

Jermaine rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think we are all laymen?" Otherwise, Xibo would just stand here and not save people?

"..." Xibo lowered his head, stared at the figure in the darkness, and said ruthlessly, "Let him go!"

After hearing that, the black shadow just smiled and said, "Are you kidding me? It's about time for me to overthrow and shake the world and the whole continent. And you are my first audience—hahaha— —”

The man's laughter became so rampant that Xibo's expression on the opposite side instantly became ferocious, black starlight violently fluttered beside him, and the terrifying breath brought up large sections of hair and white robe. , the pitch-black pupils also transformed into a mysterious deep purple in a second.

"Xibo." Suddenly, that figure smiled and spoke again.

Starlight paused, and Xibo immediately froze.

"Do you remember your former master, Otomi Leonardo."

In the darkness, accompanied by a vague and frivolous smile, that vague figure gradually protruded from the cheek, and the next second a strange atmosphere suddenly entered everyone's eyes.

He smiled and had a face that everyone was familiar with.

"Do you still remember me?"

The author has something to say: Let's guess who it is, in fact, I have given enough hints before. .

PS: Thanks to mine O(∩_∩)O of the cold heart, dear one.

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66. Graduation situation [8]...

"Indel? Are you playing an imitation show?" Billig stretched out his hand and opened his mouth uncertainly.

"Hello, my dear Viscount Billig Laldo." The other party still kept smiling, and seemed to give a court salute to Billig very respectfully, his orange hair following the inertia It hangs down slightly.

"..." Billig was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Jermaine and said, "Did we not wake up, or did he not wake up?"

"I don't think we're all awake." Jermaine frowned and pinched his nose.

"You know each other?" Madrid stepped back a few steps and whispered towards Billig.

"..." Billig looked at the familiar face on the opposite side, and said with some emotion, "Students from Peorista Academy of Magic, and my... classmate, Indel."

"My name is Yinmi Lemonnar." The other party suddenly raised his voice and corrected.

Billig spread his hands and immediately said to Madrid: "Okay, he said his name is Yinmi Lemonnar, so I don't know him anymore."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xibo in front of him suddenly sneered and said, "I would know Yinmi Lemonnar's face even if it was burned to ashes, but you are not him at all."

"Xibo." But the familiar figure on the opposite side who called himself Otoya continued with a smile instead of anger: "In this case, are you admitting how weak you were before?"

"An elf who was abandoned by the contract master, what qualifications does he have to stand here and speak?"

In an instant, Otoya's usual gentle and joking tone suddenly turned into a low and indifferent tone, and the aura in the dead cave suddenly rose.

Hiber shuddered.

Indeed, it is too similar...

"Wait." Billig suddenly made a stop gesture, not paying attention to the atmosphere at the moment, just looked at the other party in doubt and said: "Indel, I remember that your last name is also Leonardo, and you are his son ?”

There was silence.

Billig continued: "Didn't you say that your father was in business?"

"What do you think?" Indel sneered, looked at him and said, "It's a pretense, only your low IQ can't tell."

"Low IQ?!" Billig was so excited that his hair was pricked, he jumped up and shouted, "It's not just that someone can't count buns and money, but also came here to play an imitation show!"

"Steamed buns." Indel turned her head aside and corrected.

"..."

There was silence again in the cave.

Jermaine looked at the situation in front of him with a headache, and really didn't know which show it was playing. He thought that he would fight [-] times, but the opponent was a student from his own academy, and the communication was a bit nonsensical, so he had no choice but to say: "Is that how it is, Indel? You put Al down, and then we'll..."

As a result, he didn't say the words to leave, but the figure on the opposite side suddenly sneered and said: "Impossible, he is the son of light."

"He's still your friend!" Billig stared fiercely at him.

"The weak need friends." Indel snorted disdainfully, but inadvertently turned his head away again without looking into his eyes.

"You!" Billig was impatient, and he stretched out his hand to summon the shackles, but Xibo stopped him. He squeezed his fist angrily, and the shackles hanging above were instantly shattered.

Seeing this, Jermaine just sighed slightly, and said helplessly, "So were you the one who kidnapped Al'an that night?"

"So what?" Indel said indifferently.

"Then you said that you are going to travel around the world is also a pretense?!" Billig said again in a deep voice.

Indel was silent.

Billig couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly threw off Xibo's arm blocking him, summoned the elf and rushed towards the opposite figure.

In the blink of an eye, the black shackles came out of the space again and rushed towards Indel.

But Indel, who was standing between the stone pillars, turned sideways without any surprise, flew to Billig's side and grabbed his arm.

At this time, the sharp-eyed contract elf who had just transformed into an illusion immediately summoned the space shackles and threw them at the defenseless Indel.

Indel gritted his teeth, and uttered a spell in his mouth. The next second, the thick ice wall rising from the ground was already in front of him. Seeing that he was distracted, Billig suddenly broke free from the opponent's restraint, and punched him. Want to wave it over.

Indel was startled again, flew back a few meters, and avoided the attack by brushing his face.

The distance between the two of them instantly widened.

Billig looked at the other party with a gloomy face and said coldly: "I used to think that civilians are very hateful, but since I got to know Aieran, I have improved, but now I find that some civilians are still very hateful."

"No, you don't even count as rubbish for civilians."

Indel's complexion changed, and he roared with a pale face, "What do you know?!"

Billig was stunned for a moment, and in the next second he felt that the light behind him was suddenly covered by a huge black shadow. Before he could look back, he was already wrapped and grabbed by a huge stone hand.

The stalactite behind him turned into a living creature several meters high!

Jermaine, who was not far away, was stunned for a while, and after a while he yelled embarrassingly: "...that kid is a water and soil elementalist?! Then he can control any thing here!"

Xibo's expression sank slightly, and he clenched his fists and looked at Indel, who had a rather ferocious expression on the opposite side, his light-colored pupils also turned strangely dark gray at this moment.

Billig's lower limbs were suspended in the air, and he struggled back and forth vigorously, but what he got in return was an increasingly suffocating restraint, and for a moment he seemed to feel that his internal organs were being tightened and dislocated.

And his elf, groaning, was wrapped tightly in another stone hand.

"Haha... Billig, you haven't thought that you were killed by the guy you always thought of as your friend?" Indel raised his palm suddenly with a little more strength, raised his head and said with a strange smile .

"You...you fart!" Billig blushed because of suffocation, suddenly looked down and roared: "My friend is Indel, not you!"

Indel's ferocious expression froze for a moment.

Jermaine and Madrid immediately spotted this opportunity, and in the next second they flashed towards that direction together. Madrid chanted a spell silently, and the purple roulette spun instantly.

Ding.

The time centered on Indel stopped for an instant.

"Good job." Jermaine nodded approvingly, and looked at Indel who was suddenly motionless and imprisoned in front of him.

Madrid waved his hand and quickly summoned the shackles to rescue Billig.

However, as soon as the two of them turned their heads, they felt a scalding heat wave suddenly rushing from behind them.

Jermaine was stunned for a moment, and pulled Madrid with his backhand. The two turned sideways in a thrilling way to avoid the roaring flames. Within half a minute, the entire cave was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

Turning their heads, the glaciers crawling rapidly on the ground had spread to their feet. Before the two of them could blink, they could only see the movement of Indel reaching out to control, and they were unconscious in the next second.

……

Hipper paused, watching Jermaine and Madrid, who were completely frozen into ice sculptures not far away, and Billig, who was struggling in the hands of the stone man, with a slightly cold expression.

As soon as Indel stopped, he suddenly looked at him with a smile, and said: "I