Eastern part of the continent, Overlook Tower.
In a strange secret room on the top floor, the skinny Mastan was lying comfortably on his luxurious bed, snoring loudly.
Inside this secret room, one could see luxurious furniture and furnishings everywhere, and the walls were hung with pictures of voluptuous and voluptuous women. The dining table in the corner of the wall was filled with a full set of gold and silver cutlery. Under the illumination of the bright witchcraft light, it reflected a misty and illusory glow …
If an outsider accidentally entered this place, they would not believe that this was the residence of a Rank 4 Sorcerer. This was because the entire residence was filled with an extremely extravagant and decadent aura. It did not match the mysterious and powerful aura of a high-ranked Sorcerer.
Furthermore, he could not find any items related to witchcraft even after searching through the entire residence. Instead, he found some of the favorite little objects of the human nobles scattered all over the place. They were mixed in the luxurious and expensive silk undergarments, causing one's imagination to run wild.
However, just as Mastan was sleeping soundly with a huge pillow with the picture of a Satsuma girl between his hands and feet, a ripple appeared in the air at a corner of the room. A strange Eye of Magic appeared and blinked its illusory eyes as it looked around the room curiously.
The Eye of Magic looked illusory and real, but it actually existed in the air.
It was like a blurry shadow the size of a fist, floating around the room as if it was extremely curious about everything in the room.
Finally, its gaze landed on the ugly, naked Mastan who was sleeping soundly. The illusory eyeball moved closer and closer to him, taking in every detail of his body.
It had to be said that Mastan was really ugly!
There was not much flesh on his emaciated body. His loose, shriveled skin rested on top of his well-defined bones. From afar, he looked like a skeleton that was still breathing.
His greenish-gray skin was covered with dark stripes. His chest, armpits, and feet, which should not have hair, were covered with messy, thick, black hair. On the contrary, his head, which should have been the most hairy, was only sparse, light yellow hair …
As a Tier 4 Prophet, Mastan obviously did not pay much attention to personal hygiene. His ugly body was covered in filth, and the entire room was filled with a horrible stench.
Even though Mastan was in a deep sleep, the Eye of Magic was so close to him. Others might not be able to sense it, but he could not be more familiar with it.
Mastan cursed as he woke up from his sleep. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a pair of big, bright, and beautiful eyes. The pair of eyes were so large and clear that they occupied most of the visual space in front of him.
He even had to lean back a few centimeters to see the Magic Eye floating in front of him. The pair of beautiful eyes stared at him silently through the Eye of Magic.
"Bastard, it's you again, you brat!" A string of vile curses came out of Mastan's withered, crooked mouth. He waved his arms with all his might in an attempt to drive the Eye of Magic away.
Unfortunately, the Eye of Magic only retreated half a meter and moved to the side where Mastan's arms could not reach. It continued to "peep" at him.
"Ugly, is this your bedroom? It's really ugly and stinky, just like your body. " The Eye of Magic gently shook the void and emitted a strange spiritual wave. "You always say that you're a Tier 4 Sorcerer, but why can't I find anything related to witchcraft or prophecy in your bedroom? Can you show me around your laboratory? I'm very interested in the various experiments of Tier 4 Sorcerers … "
The Eye of Magic seemed to be pestering Mastan. The Eye of Magic floated around Mastan and scanned the surroundings while chatting with him casually. Mastan's ferocious face was filled with anger and helplessness.
"Be quiet!"
A beam of golden light shot out from Mastan's palm and destroyed the Eye of Magic in mid-air.
However, as soon as the Eye of Magic dissipated, the void around it rippled again, and a new Eye of Magic appeared.
"Why did you destroy my Eye of Destiny? Don't you know that condensing it consumes the power of destiny? You've destroyed 73 of my Eyes of Destiny yesterday, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet! "
Mastan's previous actions seemed to be useless against the fellow hiding in front of the Eye of Void. The moment the Eye of Magic appeared, it started to bombard Mastan with words. The dignified Tier 4 Prophet was so annoyed that he tossed and turned on his bed, unable to fall asleep.
Mastan struggled to climb out of the luxurious bed. He grabbed a silk robe from the exquisite, soft carpeted floor and draped it over his body. He then staggered towards the bathroom.
"Brat, don't follow me. I'm going to take a bath. If you want to see an old man bathing, follow me! "Mastan turned around and roared fiercely before entering the bathroom.
This time, the threat seemed to have some effect. The Eye of Magic hesitated for a moment, but in the end, it did not float into the bathroom. Instead, it floated around the bedroom.
How could the personal residence of a Tier 4 Magus be so simple? Although it looked luxurious and extravagant on the surface, it looked like the residence of a nouveau riche with no taste. However, in the cold interlayer of the walls, under the wooden floorboards, and on the ceiling where the huge crystal chandelier hung, there were countless protective spell formations.
There were also obscure elemental waves in several hidden places in the bedroom. They were obviously hidden compartments and secret rooms that had been disguised and concealed.
These hidden places were surrounded by layers of protective formations, which could isolate the detection of prophetic sorcery, as well as the infiltration of most extraordinary powers in the world.
Unfortunately, the power contained in the Eye of Magic did not belong to the power of spells that were commonly seen in the secular world. It actually ignored the protective spells and moved around freely.
After a few minutes, Mastan, who had just taken a hot bath, walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. He saw the Eye of Magic floating out of his secret room leisurely.
That room was filled with his favorite and most precious treasures!
Mastan's face immediately contorted into a sinister expression.
Ever since he had peeped on his colleague in the north, he had been inexplicably entangled by the Lady Destiny. She seemed to be doted on by the power of destiny, and had a way of controlling destiny that was difficult for outsiders to understand.
She had unintentionally captured Mastan's Eye of Destiny, which he had created himself, and had mastered this ability without anyone teaching her. From then on, she had become a terrifying nightmare that Mastan could not get rid of!
The Lady Destiny seemed to be very curious about this strange old man who had a strong power of destiny. She used the Eye of Destiny that only Mastan could control and began to follow him around the clock.
She was there when Mastan was meditating, she was there when Mastan was divining, she was there when Mastan was eating, she was there when Mastan was sleeping, and she was there when Mastan was hiding in the secret room protected by the power of destiny …
In short, Mastan's power of destiny could perfectly protect his colleague in the north, but it was completely ineffective against the Lady Destiny.
Mastan had tried all kinds of protective measures, but he still could not prevent the overly curious Lady Destiny from peeping on him.
For half a year, every day and every moment, this annoying eyeball floated beside him, watching his every move. He couldn't keep even the slightest bit of privacy.
Moreover, he was the only one who could see this strange Eye of Magic. Other Sorcerers, including the other Tier 4 Sorcerers in the association, could not see it with their naked eyes.
To be honest, Mastan had done this kind of peeping on others many times in the past.
However, he had never encountered a situation like this Lady Destiny peeping on others for half a year. What was more terrifying was that even if Mastan destroyed the other party's Eye of Destiny, the other party could summon another one in an instant.
It seemed that the power of destiny had pampered this Lady Destiny too much. When she used the power of destiny, she did not seem to be strained at all. It was as if she did not feel any burden at all when she used the power of destiny …
This was what made Mastan feel the most despair!
"Brat, what do you want from me? Please, let me go! If I continue to be pestered by you, I will go crazy … "Mastan immediately rushed over and grabbed the Eye of Magic. He put his face on it and roared loudly.
"I told you long ago! You just have to teach me the Destiny Spell that you know, and I will not pester you anymore … I have been begging Teacher Alice for a long time, but she refused to teach me even a single Destiny Spell. She even said that I am the Lady Destiny, and that everything I want can only be obtained from destiny … Hmph, she must be too stingy to teach me. She even came up with so many excuses! "
Upon hearing that it was the Destiny Spell, the pleading Mastan immediately changed his expression. He crushed his eyeball and turned to leave the room.
After a while, a new eyeball floated behind him, and the sweet voice of the young lady could be heard from it.
"Old man, you have destroyed another Eye of Destiny. If you continue to be so violent, I will broadcast my ugly naked body so that everyone around you can see your ugly side … Hurry, hurry up and teach me the Destiny Spell, or else I will broadcast it now … "
Mastan was infuriated. He cursed the strange girl who was like a monster of fate with vulgarities.
The young lady seemed to be infuriated as well. A strange spiritual wave was emitted from the eyeball and quickly rippled in all directions.
The ripples spread silently within the Overlook Tower. Every living being that was affected by the ripples, no matter what they were doing, had an image of a hunched and ugly naked man.
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