The strongest magician on earth [holographic]

"Anke, Anke."

"Anke..."

Xuejian looked at the young man in front of her, her tone full of nostalgia and a trace of resentment.

"Do you know how many times I've been there calling your name like this?"

"..."

"Every day, I pray for your presence, every day."

Xue Jian looked at him coldly.

"……sorry."

An Ke stared blankly at Xue Jian in front of him, blaming himself for wanting to kill himself.

he does not know.

After Shirley disappeared, the people in the town accompanied them to search for a long time, until they found Shirley's shoe in the woods outside.

The adults said that Shirley was taken away by the monsters outside. Even if such a young girl survived by chance, there was no hope of surviving in the perilous monster forest.

The adults in the town stopped looking, Shirley's mother also gave up, Anke and Landis didn't even go to class, and continued to search for a whole month, but still couldn't find any news about Shirley.

Maybe she really died.

Time will cruelly and firmly erase all the scars in memory. Later, An Ke was admitted to the Royal Academy of Magic and became a famous young genius on the mainland. It took hundreds of years to make him forget that long-ago town , Forget the little girl who always followed behind them with a sweet smile.

When he embarked on the smooth road of practicing magic, in another corner of the world, in a dark laboratory, his best friend was suffering from inhuman torture.

"sorry."

An Ke said again.

The young man's eyes were full of tears, on Xue Jian's mottled face, he could vaguely see the shadow of the past.If she can grow up smoothly like An Ke, maybe she will become a famous great magister like An Ke now.

"Don't look at me that way."

Xue Jian had a look of disgust. Now she has the ability to restore her body to its original state, but she is unwilling to do so.This ugly black and white body made her feel that Xingjian was still alive, and was firmly bound to herself, either alive or dead.

"But it's good, I met you here today." Her face gradually became indifferent: "Just save your life."

"...So, you really did the Dark Sacrifice Bead?" An Ke gritted his teeth and asked.

"Of course." Xue Jian smiled, "Speaking of it, I have to thank you, if you hadn't sent the stolen Dark Sacrifice Bead here, I wouldn't have woken up so quickly."

"But why the statue of Landis?" An Ke couldn't figure it out.

It is obvious that Xue Jian is sleeping in the statue, but the statue looks like Landis, is it just for disguise?Or to confuse him?If it's the latter... How could Xue Jian know that he would come here.

Makes no sense.

"Why are you so naive?" Xue Jian looked at him with pity, "Even if you become a great magister, you are still the same as before, pitifully stupid and ridiculously ignorant. ——Lantis, he is... "

As she said that, Xue Jian paused and looked at him with great interest.

"What is it?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Xue Jian smiled mysteriously: "I think it's more interesting for you to discover some things with your own eyes."

"..."

What kind of a person with bad taste would leave a foreshadowing here.An Ke thought to himself, his teeth itching with anger.

"Where did you learn the ritual magic?" Seeing that Xue Jian didn't want to answer him, An Ke changed the question and guessed: "The black robe mage who used you for experiments?"

"He died a long time ago." Xuejian sneered, "Such a lowly and despicable thing is worthy of my magic? But after I killed him, I got a lot of good things, such as these half-orcs. A slave left by that dog thing."

An Ke frowned: "Then your strength..."

There was gray evil power floating on Xue Jian's body. This power did not belong to any kind of An Ke's cognition. passed.

"It comes from my god." Xue Jian's body was entwined with a strong death energy, which was the source of her strength, "It's beautiful, right?"

"God?" An Ke was stunned for a moment: "The god of the kingdom of gods?"

He has also dealt with the kingdom of gods, and he has some understanding of the kingdom of gods in another dimension, and he has never heard of the existence of such dead energy.

"Is the country of the gods worthy of being called a god?" Xue Jian said, "My god is the real master of all worlds. One day, he will come to this world..."

"The magic on your body is coming to an end, right?" Xue Jian suddenly changed the topic.

"!"

An Ke was taken aback.

During the conversation with Xue Jian, time passed quietly, and the state magic blessed by the two magic scrolls on his body was about to expire.

The swirling blue magic storm gradually extinguished.

"The youngest and most amazingly talented great magister in the mainland." Xue Jian squinted her eyes, "Although I don't know why, the magic power on your body is terrible, but I think you are still an excellent sacrifice. "

An Ke's mental power keenly caught the fleeting danger.

With a flash of the spellcasting ring in his hand, he immediately released a flash, his body disappeared from the spot, and then appeared on the ground five meters away.

"boom!"

An Ke's feet had just touched the ground, and the violent shaking almost knocked him to the ground. A huge deep pit suddenly appeared where he was standing, and lifeless air was oozing out.

She really wanted to kill herself! !

This thought flashed through An Ke's mind, and in the next moment, another thick stream of dead energy condensed and shot straight at An Ke!

Before he could use the flash, An Ke could only condense his magic power, and the magic elements in the air gathered quickly, forming a transparent light blue shield in front of him.

As soon as the magic shield came into contact with the dead air, An Ke felt bad!

This dead air is full of cold negative energy, and the devouring and corrosive power contained in it is rare in Anke's life. As soon as the shield came into contact, his magic power dropped crazily like a bank burst!

In just one second, An Ke's magic power had bottomed out!

This... This is the power of a great magister!

An Ke's eyes widened.

Grand Magister is just the title of the highest professional title among magicians. In fact, after reaching the peak, different professions can have the same power to contact the origin of the world.Among the swordsmen, he is called the sword god, and among the priests, he is called the bishop...

This level has a collective name - demigod.

In this continent, demigods are already the highest combat power, just like a game has been practiced to the full level, there is no longer a difference in level, only the difference between the quality of the equipment and the strength of the profession.If you want to go further, you can only open up a new map-that is, go to the Kingdom of God.

The world consciousness is like a rule that firmly binds all living beings. Even the gods above the kingdom of God will be suppressed by the world consciousness if they come to this continent, and they will be reduced to the level of demigods.

Although An Ke had never seen Xue Jian's power before, there was no doubt that her strength had stepped into the rank of a demigod! !

If it was An Ke in his heyday, he might still be able to fight, but now...

"boom--"

The shield condensed with magic power is like fragile glass. It shattered as soon as it touched it, and then a large amount of death energy pierced through the security like a sharp spear with terrifying penetrating power in an instant. Ko's chest.

The physical fitness of magicians is the weakest among all professions. Magic power is the source of their strength. Without the protection of magic power, Anke's physical strength is not much better than ordinary people.

An Ke spat out a mouthful of blood, he could feel the remaining dead energy still rampaging through his body, messing up his internal organs, the severe pain came only after a few seconds, An Ke's body stiffened and "thumped" With a sound, he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

An Ke coughed violently and spit out a large amount of blood foam, which dyed the black robe on his body a darker color.

The power of a demigod is far from what An Ke can compete with now...

"It hurts?"

Xuejian paced forward, looked down at An Ke, who was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, condescending, expressionless: "I can't understand this kind of pain very well."

An Ke barely raised his head, the severe pain made him almost lose control of his body, cold sweat rolled down from his forehead, making him look very embarrassed.

"Cough...you..." An Ke opened his mouth intermittently: "...are you going to kill me...?"

Because of the great magister's long lifespan, Anke's face hasn't changed much, and still retains the youthfulness of his youth. Xuejian can still see from his face the shadow of the one who skipped classes and made trouble in the small town.

There was a trace of struggle in her eyes, which was then covered by indifference.

She has given her soul and faith. For her, as long as it is in the direction of the gods she believes in, it is the battlefield for her to charge. As long as it is beneficial to the coming of the gods, she will try her best to do it.

"of course."

Xue Jian said indifferently, and her tone gradually became firmer, "This world will eventually belong to my god, and it is your honor to sacrifice your life for His coming."

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a "whoosh", and a sharp ice sword suddenly condensed in the air and shot at her.

Xuejian tilted her head slightly, and dodged lightly.

An Ke condensed the ice sword with the last magic power. He didn't expect to cause any harm to Xuejian. Taking advantage of this fleeting gap, his trembling fingers moved slightly, and he drew a sword from the backpack. A magic scroll.

Teleportation!

Blink is only a third-level magic, which can tear open space within a range of 3 meters for short-distance flashing, while long-distance teleportation is a sixth-level magic, and the transmission distance can reach hundreds of kilometers, which can be called a small portable teleportation array.

The magic scroll was torn apart, and the breath of dimensional magic stirred up. A gap was torn open in the space in front of An Ke. He used his last strength to control his body and rolled into the space crack.

An Ke's body disappeared into the crack, and then the space crack closed in a flicker.

Xue Jian watched all this with great interest.

"The means of a magician? It seems to be nothing more than that."

She said softly, and then stretched out her palm, as if grabbing something in the void.

In the next second, the space crack that had been completely closed was torn open by her bare hands! !

Xuejian supported the continuously deforming crack with one hand, while the other hand stretched into the crack.

Then, An Ke was slowly... dragged out.

"You can't escape." Xue Jian said coldly.

An Ke's body fell heavily to the ground, and he felt as if all the bones in his body were squeezed together, making a toothache sound.

Facing a demigod-level opponent, he is now completely powerless to resist.

An Ke never imagined that Xue Jian could actually tear open the cracks in space with his physical body. Normally, except for a very few professions that study the laws of space, only magicians can do this.

Which god did the death energy in Xue Jian's body originate from?

Kingdom of the gods?Impossible, if there is such a terrifying power above the Kingdom of God, it would have been attacked by all the gods long ago.

Could it be from another dimension...

In just a moment, countless possibilities flashed through An Ke's mind.In the next second, he only felt his neck tighten, and Xue Jian had already strangled his neck, lifting An Ke up like a doll.

Wisps of death engulfed Anke, outlining strange patterns in the air.

This is... ritual magic.

At the moment when the pattern was formed, An Ke felt another force from the void. He seemed to see a deep and dead space and a throne made of bones...

A man's voice sounded faintly: "Oh? There are such delicious sacrifices in this world... No, the smell on your body... is very wrong..."

The voice became more and more blurred, An Ke tried hard to hear it clearly, but the voice became smaller and smaller, intermittent and inaudible.

The dead air became tighter and tighter, and An Ke's breathing became weaker and weaker.

Am I... am I going to die?

"boom--"

Suddenly there was a huge roar from above!There was a deafening earthquake and the mountain shook, the stone wall above his head was smashed, and countless gravels crackled down, and the sunlight slanted down from the crack, making An Ke squint his eyes.

In the radiant sunlight, a figure riding a giant beast appeared. Although the face could not be seen clearly from the backlight, but the tall and handsome silhouette outlined by the sunlight could be seen!

An Ke's eyes widened.

"orchid……"

He murmured like a raving, but he was interrupted by a bold and rough voice after he uttered a single word.

"Hahahahahahaha! Finally found it!!"

The tall man swooped down riding a griffin, the silver-white armor on his body reflected dazzling light, he rushed to the battlefield like a divine soldier, and in an instant, the holy light enveloped the entire space!

The death energy that shrouded An Ke's body also quickly disappeared under the light of the holy light, and the connection with that mysterious space was also severed.

Xue Jian snorted coldly, let go of An Ke's neck, and quickly backed away.

"You are that dark elf?... demigod?"

The tall man looked at Xue Jian and exclaimed, then shifted his gaze to the young man in the black-gold magic robe, and let out an even louder exclamation:

"Damn it, Anke?!"

An Ke: "..."

Grass.

The silver armor, the holy light soaring into the sky, and the griffin he was riding all proved his identity.

The chief paladin of the Holy See of Light, the human spokesperson of the God of Light, Nova's father, and the person An Ke hates to see the most.

Ram Filch.