RNP Chapter 173 I Learned
Chapter 173 I Learned
In the huge palace, mirrors are suspended in the air, reflecting countless scenes.
Lancer sat on the throne and looked at the images in the mirrors, and he had a panoramic view of the battles in various cities in the Western Yuan Continent.One mirror after another moved quickly, and finally switched to the scene of Bai Ling, Sizern, and Carlos.
In the mirror, Sizern was shining brightly. His fingertips lightly slid across the air, and an oval symbol was condensed into shape, and then countless light waves were shot towards Carlos——
"Sizern has also mastered 'hidden'."
A voice as gentle as spring breeze sounded in the empty palace, and the owner of this voice came from the throne beside Lancer.He was wearing a black robe embroidered with a silver silk thread totem, an iris-shaped brooch pinned to his chest, white gloves, and a white mask covering his face.He has short black hair cut, and a few strands of black hair hang down to his mask.He looked at the mirror suspended in mid-air, revealing a pair of iris purple eyes under the mask.
"His energy is very unstable, which is vastly different from his father, but being able to master this energy is also worthy of praise." Lancer said.
The masked man beside Lanser looked at the mirror and said, "Although Sizern's hidden power is unstable, relatively speaking, compared to Carlos' use of Chilling Flames, Sizern's hidden power is more powerful. Be more mature."
"Are you worried about Carlos? Ahlil."
Alkhlier said softly: "If Carlos loses, he will be very upset."
Lancer smiled and said: "He lost when he used the chilling flame." The chilling flame is not Carlos' own power.
"That's why I'm worried!" Ahlier said, if he still lost after using the Chilling Flame, how much would Carlos' character deal him a blow!
"No one can win all the time. If he can't even bear such a blow, how can he be crowned king in the future?"
"Carlos only became impulsive when he faced Cizern. He is usually calm."
"Because he was seriously injured the first time because of Sizern?"
Akhlier nodded with a smile, "After all, he was beaten badly that time. For the past 3000 years, he wanted to kill Sizern to avenge his shame."
"Why do I feel that you are quite happy to talk about this matter? Are you gloating? Are you not afraid that I will tell Carlos?" Lancer said with a smile.
"Gloating? Why would I have that kind of thought? If you say that, I suspect that you want to sow discord." Ahlier said.
Lanser laughed happily, and Ahliel looked at Bai Ling in the mirror and exclaimed: "Bai Ling, you are really unparalleled in beauty!" Then he seemed to think of something and said, "Is it the queen of the otherworldly demon race?" ? Have you learned the skills of the demon clan?"
Akhlier asked Lancer, of course, but before Lancer could answer, he went on to say, "I guess not! Otherwise, you wouldn't have thought of marrying her, but would have devoured her directly!"
Lancer smiled and said, "You guessed wrong this time, I learned."
Lancer stretched out his hand, and a group of magic power condensed in his hand to form a small blue light ball, and then the light ball split into many particles in his hand, and the small particles moved at high speed, collided and combined to form a brand new energy—— demon power.
Akhlier Yuanzi looked at the monster power condensed in his hands in shock, but then quickly regained his composure.
Lancer stretched his fingers slightly, manipulated the demonic power in his hand, and then decomposed it and recombined it into a new energy—spiritual power, and then the spiritual power was also dispersed, and his entire arm glowed bright white. This is clearly the hidden power that Sizern is using now, and then the white light gathered on his arm slowly disappeared, and the bright ball of light also became transparent, and then the shape completely dissipated, turning into another Power - Nian, Nian then changes and becomes Qi again.
Lancer said: "Demon power, spiritual power, magic power, qi, thought and invisibility, all the powers and all the skills can't trouble me. The only skill I can't learn so far is the skill of creation, which is also my favorite. The technique you want to master."
"Creation technique?"
"That's right," Lancer looked at Akhlier, and he said, "Do you know how the elves came from? It was the World Tree that created them. If I master this power, the problems that our entire demon race will face No problem, I can wake up dead planets and create new ones."
Akhlier was amazed by his crazy idea, he said: "The power of creation, this is a power that even His Majesty Emperor Ixumino did not have."
Lancer looked at Bai Ling in the mirror and said, "So, I want to surpass him, and I will do whatever it takes to get this power."
Akhlier followed his gaze to see Bai Ling, and Akhlier asked, "Do you think Bai Ling has this kind of power?"
"That's right, neither Ixumino nor the one from Digarsh can bring life back to a withered grass, even if they can destroy a planet in an instant. But Bai Ling can do it, she Can give plants vitality, what I have to do now is to wait for her ability to mature, until she really has the power of creation."
Akhlier thought about it, and what Lancer said gave him a great impact, and then he said: "Can this kind of heaven-defying ability really be learned? Even you, I can't believe it. "
"But it's worth a try, isn't it? If I can't copy her abilities, I'll just make her a puppet or just swallow her up." Lancer said grimly.
"So, you have no intention of actually marrying her at all?"
Lancer shook his head, and he said with a smile: "Who said that, I really planned it this way, and I haven't ruled out the possibility now. After all, her abilities are likely to be passed on to future generations, isn't it? But what the hell?" The most sensible thing to do is to wait until the time comes, and now I just need to keep finding some stimulation for her."
After hearing this, Akhlier lowered his head and thought.Lancer frowned slightly as he looked at the image in the mirror. Carlos' mental strength was almost at its limit.
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The writing technique array consumes a lot of mental power, which is even greater than the consumption of one's own magic power.The magic array is the most precise magic. Every spell and every magic power written must be calculated and analyzed by the brain at a high speed. There must be no mistakes, otherwise it will cause serious backlash against oneself.
Both Carlos and Cizern had cold sweat on their foreheads, and writing spells at such a high speed was a great test of their mental strength.Their attainments in the art circle are comparable. Although the hidden power used by Sizern is not yet proficient, it is better than Carlos who manipulates the chilling flames. Carlos is even less proficient in controlling the chilling flames.
Carlos has had Chilling Flame for 4000 years, but he can only use it smoothly, not as he wants.In particular, he has only recently mastered the method of integrating the cold heart flame into the magic circle.
As the fighting time prolongs, Carlos has shown a disadvantage, and this disadvantage becomes more obvious as time goes on.
Carlos was under more and more pressure, and his writing speed slowed down. He gritted his teeth and his brain was running at high speed, but he became more and more distracted and unable to concentrate. One mistake, he wrote a wrong character.
Oops!Carlos's heart skipped a beat, and Sizern immediately seized the opportunity. Sizern's finger slid across the night sky, dragging long lines to form characters one by one, and then the whole sky was covered with strange characters one by one. Each totem is based on twinkling stars.It's like luminous lines connecting the stars in the sky, drawing beautiful constellations one by one.
At that moment, the stars all over the sky were twinkling, but there was a terrifying murderous intent hidden in this beautiful picture.Sizern stretched out his palm to face Carlos, and the same totem in the sky appeared behind him, but the totem behind him was a big circle smaller, but it was neatly connected into a huge clock-like shape.
His palms burst into light, and behind him the totems above his head in the sky were flickering. The invisible pressure brought by the condensed energy made Bai Ling's chest churn with blood.
The faces of the abyssal sword demons were all blue. They looked at the energy in Sizern's palm in fear. If they were hit by this move, His Royal Highness Carlos would die——
Thinking of this, they all rushed towards Carlos like crazy——
But is it time?
Sizern's palm erupted with a strong light——
The black abyss sword demons that filled the sky spread their black wings and gathered in one direction——
Bai Ling held the Watermark Sword in his hand, and there was already a gloating smile on the corner of his mouth, it was too late, even if you wanted to be considerate to block a blow, it was too late——
And suddenly, Bai Ling looked over there, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she shouted in horror: "Don't—"
A space vortex suddenly appeared in the night sky behind Sizern, and a purple arrow shot out of the vortex like a meteor, hitting Sizern and piercing his body.
The twinkling stars in the sky disappeared, and the energy gathered in Sizern's hands dissipated like this. The bright brilliance on his body also disappeared. Blood was gurgling from his chest, and he fell from the sky.
"Sizern—"
Bai Ling rushed over like crazy, and caught his body.
Carlos slowly fell from the sky. He landed on the ground, watching Bai Ling, who was more than ten meters away, holding Sizern expressionlessly, with a gloomy expression. It was dead silent, and the murderous aura on his body disappeared.
Bai Ling clutched Sizern's wound, sending demon power into his body recklessly.Seeing Cizern coughing and spitting blood, she bent down and kissed his blood-stained lips, sending her vitality across.
Bai Ling's body was glowing, and green broken stars slowly floated up from the surrounding land, and the life energy and natural energy dissociated in nature were all moving towards her.
Carlos just stood there watching her treat Cizern, his dark purple eyes looked at Cizern's wound complicatedly, and then slowly turned to the side.
There was a purple arrow stuck in the ground, and the arrow condensed by magic power was slowly disappearing. He couldn't be more familiar with who this magic power belonged to.