The strongest magician on earth [holographic]

"Boom--"

The temple shook violently, and even the entire space began to shake!

The dark sacrificial bead in An Ke's hand suddenly glowed black, and broke through the magic restriction set by An Ke in an instant. It flew into the temple with lightning speed!

Oops.

An Ke's heart skipped a beat.

In the next second, a strong suction force from the soul spread out from the temple, and there was no movement in the material world, not even a breath of wind, but Anke could feel a strong suction force pulling him mental power!

The half-orcs who had calmed down suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something. They put their hands on their heads and wailed in pain.

Even Qing Ge and the others in the distance hugged their heads in pain like those half-orcs.

"Anke!!"

Qing Ge's voice was distorted, he felt like a sailing ship precariously in the sea, the huge suction pulled his soul, making him powerless to resist.

An Ke's gaze was serious, he turned his head to face the humble temple, and spit out a few ancient syllables, and then a large amount of magic power gathered, and the black hellfire burned towards the temple overwhelmingly!

Surprisingly, the seemingly fragile temple remained unmoved at all, and was swallowed by the temple directly after a roll of hellfire.An Ke continued to throw a few spells without giving up, but it still had no effect.

Ritual magic!

An Ke gritted his teeth to resist the erosion of the huge suction force.

Ritual magic is too old and too remote. This is his knowledge blind spot. He has no research on this type of magic, and he doesn't know how to fight against it.

The suction became stronger and stronger, and An Ke could only quickly shrink the expanded mental power and condense it into a shield, barely protecting his mental power from being swept away.

But others haven't been so lucky.

Under this huge suction force, Qing Ge watched in horror as his vindictive bar dropped rapidly. After dropping to 0, he began to drop his blood bar. He didn't even have time to drink the medicine, and the players behind him turned into The white light of resurrection!

Players came to this world through the "cocoon". What is here is only their spiritual projection. The soul is still on the earth. No matter how powerful the ritual magic is, it is impossible to pass through the world barrier and directly absorb the soul of the player on the earth.

Players can survive, but Orcs can't.Amidst bursts of violent wailing, half-orcs fell down one after another like they were cutting wheat. In Anke's spiritual vision, he could see transparent souls flying out of the tops of the half-orcs, and then they were drawn by the suction force of the temple. One volume, just like that was swallowed up!

Three seconds later, only An Ke was left alive.

Just as An Ke was struggling to resist the huge suction force of the temple, that suction force suddenly disappeared in an instant. Before An Ke could turn around, the temple in front of him burst into a black glow!

"Crackling-"

"Crack-"

The originally noisy battlefield was full of corpses of fallen orcs. In the silent space, the sound of something breaking seemed to be particularly ear-piercing.

An Ke suddenly looked up, and the temple in front of him collapsed, only a stone statue was still standing there.

The stone statue was cracking, as if something was hatching out. Although its face was full of cracks, An Ke still recognized the face of the stone statue at a glance.

That was Landis' face.

Finally, the fragments on the surface of the stone statue "coughed" and fell, revealing the skin underneath.

Inside the stone statue, there is actually a person hidden inside!

An Ke stared at the stone statue in front of him. The magic storm around him expanded again, and the magic elements of the entire space were gathering here. His black and gold magic robe was flying in the air like a flag in a strong wind.

In the void, a contented sigh sounded, as if stretched after eating and drinking, and the lazy and comfortable tone reached Anke's ears.

The smoke and dust were blown away by the storm, and a man's figure slowly walked out from the stone chips everywhere.

It was a man as handsome as a god.

He has sea-blue eyes, like the siren god in charge of the ocean in mythology, full of compassionate divinity.The man's naked body, every piece of skin, every muscle seems to be carefully carved, the perfect golden ratio with divine brilliance and majesty, enough to make any mortal willingly kneel down.

Landis slowly walked out of the ruins of the temple. Following his footsteps, the surrounding stone chips floated up and scrambled to attach to the man. After a while, he turned into a gorgeous blue velvet robe.

"Ok?"

The man walked out of the wreckage of the temple, and saw a boy in a black magic robe standing in front of him.

The boy's eyes were full of disbelief, doubts, shock, grief, and almost condensed anger were intertwined into complex emotions, and the magic storm on his body burned more violently in an instant.

"Lantis!!!"

"It's you, Anke."

Landis narrowed his eyes and showed a gentle smile.

He seemed to not be able to see the corpses all over the mountains and fields around him, nor could he smell the strong smell of blood in the air. Like a god born in the sea of ​​corpses, he spoke in a natural and friendly tone, greeting An Ke.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

An Ke's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I'm reborn."

Landis grinned, his handsome face was high above, as if he was no longer in the mortal world.

"I haven't seen you for so long... don't you miss me?"

Landis walked towards An Ke, ignoring the strong magic power swirling around him like a storm, stretched out his hand, and stroked An Ke's soft hair: "Look, I'm born again, living in this wonderful world, how nice is it?"

He picked up a strand of An Ke's hair, as if he was smelling a delicate rose in full bloom in the morning: "We can be together again like before."

An Kesen met him with cold eyes.

With a soft smile in his eyes, Landis looked directly into An Ke's eyes.

"..."

After a while, An Ke's eyes softened. He stepped forward and wrapped his hands around Landis' waist, "I thought I would never see you again..."

Landis patted his head affectionately: "Why? We're going to stay together forever."

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

An Ke's voice was tender, like a chick returning to its nest, full of tenderness.

Landis put his arms around his shoulders, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Of course it is to take back what belongs to me. This rich continent is so vast and charming. This is our home, right?"

"Hmm." An Ke's voice was muffled.

"Then let's take it back together." Landis's voice was gentle as if water was about to drip: "This way we can always, always..."

His voice stopped abruptly, stuck in his throat.

"Tick tock. Tick tock."

An Ke took a step back, holding a cold ice sword in his hand, dripping blood dripping down.

Landis's smile froze on his face, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the huge gash in his abdomen.

"Fuck you."

An Ke raised his eyebrows, and glanced up and down at the man in front of him, "Let's take back what is still yours, are you thinking about shit?"

"Anke..."

Landis barely raised the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to continue to say something.

An Ke frowned, "Can you stop saying such greasy words with Landis's face? I'm about to throw up."

Even Jin Jiang doesn't write these lines now, okay?

The face of "Lantis" in front of him became gloomy, and the huge wound on his abdomen began to squirm and heal slowly. Even the blood on the robe faded, and it returned to its original state after a while.

Afterwards, the face that belonged to Landis swelled up with traces like insects wriggling underneath, and the originally handsome facial features gradually distorted into an ugly and hideous appearance.

An Ke took a step back a little.

The skin of "Lantis" was gradually dyed black, and the ears became pointed like those of the elves. The tall figure squeezed downwards, and the robe that was originally fitted seemed wide at this time.

Under An Ke's guarded eyes, a dark elf appeared in front of him.

"You've always been so smart, An Ke."

The deep and magnetic voice became sharper, and the dark elf in front of him couldn't tell the specific gender. The male facial contours and female femininity coexisted in this body, giving people a weird sense of separation.

The skin of this dark elf is not as dark as that of a purebred dark elf. He has a large area of ​​fair skin from his face to his neck. At the junction of the black and white skin is an ugly suture scar, as if two completely different skins were stitched together with a needle and thread. Same as sewing.

This is... a product of a magic laboratory.

An Ke thought of the evil wizard named "Klau" a long time ago.

The dark elf's tone was very familiar, as if he had known An Ke for a long time, but An Ke was sure that he had never seen him before.

"Who are you?" An Ke said in a deep voice.

The dark elf in front of him showed a sad expression when he heard An Ke's words: "Don't you know me..."

"I don't remember seeing you."

"We are good friends who grew up together..." The dark elf's eyes were misty, as if he saw things from a very long time ago through the void, "I, you, and Landis, didn't we agree that we will become together? Are powerful magicians no longer being bullied?"

As he said that, the dark elf's eyes gradually turned cold: "Have you forgotten?"

The dark elf's words passed through Anke's mind like a bolt of lightning.He looked at the ugly stitch monster in front of him, and was stunned for a moment before he saw a little familiar shadow from the black and white face.

"... Shirley?"

[…… On X, X, sunny.Today is another boring day. Landis said that he would treat me to Aunt Jim's flower cake, but I didn't eat it at night, liar. 】

[On X, X, sunny.Playing house with sister Shirley, she insisted that I be a princess and she be a prince.Obviously I am more suitable to be a prince.But I also look good in a princess dress. 】

【X month X, cloudy.Sister Shirley said that Landis has been learning how to make flower cakes from Aunt Jim these days, no wonder it is so unpalatable.But I still like Landis the most. 】

The diary dug out under the old tree at the entrance of the town records every detail of An Ke's childhood.200 years have passed, and many memories are blurred.

But An Ke still remembered that a long, long time ago, he, Landis, and Shirley were once the famous "trickster trio" in the town, inseparable like brother and sister.

"Sherry."

The dark elf sneered, with a nostalgic voice: "I haven't heard this name for a long time."

Time is the cruelest paintbrush, it smears the years on everyone fairly, never biased.

But time is also the most unfair. The An Ke in front of him is still the high-spirited look of his youth. The years seem to favor him, giving him powerful strength, exquisite appearance, and offering all good things.And he—or maybe it was her—had grown into this monstrosity.

"Call me Xuejian."

The dark elf smiled, and said in a desolate tone, "Xue Li, she died a long time ago."

Meanwhile, the real world.

Roland, who was rummaging through the massive amount of data, suddenly widened his eyes.

In the vast data like a sea of ​​smoke, an inconspicuous piece of information caught his attention.

Following this information, he found out the data associated with it hundreds of years ago.

The mysterious black-robed mage.

Northern Goddess Mountains.

Roland stood up abruptly, and the sound made the person in charge at the door couldn't help but look in.

"It's up to you here."

After Roland finished speaking, he left in a hurry without even taking the suit jacket that was on the chair behind him.

When passing by the person in charge, the person in charge seemed to vaguely see a slight double image of Roland's face, which flashed past like a mask that would never fall off.

...Misunderstanding?

The person in charge scratched his head.