When it came to academic discussions, time always passed faster than when it came to flirting with girls. The sky was already bright, and the girls were getting up from their beds. However, the master-disciple pair still looked as if they had not had enough, and they had yet to come to a conclusion. After all, they had spent the whole night talking about the name of their next spell.
"It's rare for you to come out. How about I accompany you for a stroll?" Baiyi asked kindly. This opportunity to descend was not easy to come by, and he did not have the heart to lock his teacher up in his lab, so he decided to take him on a stroll.
"The children can accompany me. You, on the other hand, have more important things to do," the Archmage said. The Archmage stood up and stretched like a commoner. He exclaimed, "Haha! Using magic to simulate the feeling of stretching is pretty much the same as the real thing! My secret technique is amazing! I can even simulate such complicated sensations! "
"So, the newly revised version of the secret technique had so many complicated structures just for these boring functions?" Baiyi asked, a little exasperated. "Did you really listen to those clerics and simulate tongues and whatnot?"
The Pseudo-Descent Secret Technique was no longer as basic and simple as the one he had used on the hammerhead shark. It now had many more functions, such as additional sensory simulation and smoother sensory transmission. In the words of the Archmage Walker, even if the Voidwalkers only had a suit of armor, even if the Voidwalkers only had a small portion of Baiyi's consciousness to return to the real world, they would be able to experience a user experience that was infinitely close to the real world. It was as if they had come back to life.
"How could a secret technique that I personally designed be so superficial? There are many other functions to it. These long-lost sensations are just a bonus, "the Archmage replied seriously. The Archmage answered in a serious tone as he led the way out of the laboratory and towards the courtyard outside. Since the students had not finished washing up yet, they did not notice the sudden appearance of a Soul Armature in their house.
Baiyi followed him into the yard and waved at the flowers and grasses that were crowding around him. Then, he lightly tapped on the Jawflower, which was about to bite the Archmage, to stop it from doing so. Then, he asked, "So, what was the more important thing that you were talking about?"
"In any case, they definitely won't let you revive Rohlserl." The Archmage gave Baiyi a heads-up. "I'm just going to pass on my final legacy to you."
"My teacher, your knowledge, your experience, and even your throne … That's more than enough for me. I'm not a greedy person," Baiyi hurriedly said.
"Don't want it? Don't regret it. " The Archmage looked at Baiyi and asked in a joking tone, "Why don't you think about what else I haven't given you?"
"Could it be …" Baiyi was stunned. There was only one thing that the Archmage had not given him yet.
He lowered his voice and asked, "The Book of Servitude? But hasn't it already … "
"Disappeared? Actually, there's nothing wrong with saying this. When I'm not around, it will naturally disappear, but when I return, it will naturally appear again. " The Archmage said in a deliberately mystifying manner. He activated the mana that Baiyi had infused into his body, and a large formation was constructed in front of him.
"Please wait!" Baiyi hurriedly said. "My dear teacher, this is not necessary."
"What? Do you think you're so powerful that you don't need the Book of Servitude anymore? "The Archmage asked, amused.
"That's not what I meant. I just think that it's your final treasure, and I really don't want to take it away. Why don't you just wait until you've truly descended into this world to retrieve it?" Baiyi replied earnestly. This had nothing to do with power. No matter how powerful the Book of Servitude was, Baiyi had no intention of taking away the Archmage's final treasure.
The Archmage did not reply immediately. Instead, he slowly walked to Baiyi's side and patted him on the shoulder. Then, in the tone of an elder, he said, "My child, sometimes you should learn to be greedier."
"I'm glad that you've made your choice, but you're wrong about one thing. It no longer belongs to me. From the moment I announced you as my heir, it belongs to you. I'm here to help you retrieve it," the Archmage said. As soon as the Archmage finished speaking, the magic circle appeared again. He focused his attention on it and began to work on it.
Baiyi thought back to his battle with the Grim Reaper, and how the Book of Servitude had transformed into a scepter, and he seemed to understand something.
"Logically speaking, I should tell you how to summon it, but you'll understand when you get your hands on it. This isn't something that can be imitated by others. I have to do it myself. It's a little troublesome, but it'll give you a sense of mission and legacy …" The Archmage muttered to himself. The magic circle in front of him began to glow in different colors. Like a palette, different colors appeared on different areas of the circle!
This was a very strange phenomenon. It was common knowledge that the color of the array only changed because the attribute of the magic power inside had changed. However, this kind of array with different colors appearing on the same side was absolutely against common sense. It was enough to subvert one's worldview. Fortunately, it was early in the morning, and no one else saw this scene. Otherwise, their worldview would have collapsed.
Baiyi, on the other hand, knew that although the formation looked like a single surface, it was actually made up of several different formations. This was a new way of playing with runes, and it was a perfect fusion of two different systems of magic.
This was the most advanced and cutting-edge research in magic theory. Baiyi believed that if he published this method, his name would go down in history.
Baiyi believed that the Archmage must have a simpler and faster way to summon the Book of Servitude. There must be a reason why the Archmage chose to summon the Book of Servitude in such a complicated and fancy way.
"Alright, but I'm not sure if it'll work or not. After all, I'm using your consciousness to descend into this world. But, theoretically speaking, it shouldn't be a problem. After all, you're the next heir …" The Archmage mumbled something that Baiyi could not hear clearly. He took his hands away from the formation that had already been formed. The colorful lights on the formation were already as dazzling as neon lights. It was still early in the morning, and the atmosphere of a bar was already very lively.
"Your taste is really …" Baiyi said helplessly as he stared at the lights.
The Archmage replied, "What do you know? This is the password I use to summon the Book of Servitude. Only I can use it. Don't you think it's cool?" At that moment, the Archmage seemed to have reverted to the old geezer that everyone was familiar with.
Finally, as the light of the formation flashed faster and faster, it became more and more dazzling. Finally, as if it could not bear the load, it shattered into a large amount of colorful light spots with a bang and disappeared.
"Did you fail?" Baiyi asked.
"No! I did it! How could I possibly fail? "The Archmage retorted triumphantly.
Baiyi spread out his empty hands. He did not see anything flying into his hands, did he?
"Be patient," the Archmage said calmly.
As soon as the Archmage finished his sentence, Baiyi felt a strange vibration coming from the south. It was not a vibration of magical combat chi, nor was it related to psychic energy. Instead, it was an indescribable feeling. It was difficult to describe it with words, but it was clear that something powerful was slowly awakening in that direction. It was as if a giant beast was slowly opening its eyes, and all Baiyi could hear was the beast's thunderous heartbeat.
It was not just Baiyi. Every powerful being on the continent felt the vibration. The powerful sorcerers in the Babel Tower of the Sorcerer's Association looked in that direction. In the Doors of Conundrum's Infinite Library, the great sages put down their books and bowed their heads in contemplation. In the faraway Northern Continent, the martial artists stopped their morning exercises and gathered together to discuss something. In the Temple of Oracle in the Holy City of Canningham, the Pope hastily ended his prayers and stared in that direction.
Even in the Godsfall cult's dark and gloomy hall, three dark shadows appeared, plotting their next move.
However, unlike the others, this wave of energy did not give Baiyi a feeling of coldness, terror, or suffocation. Instead, it gave him a warm and comforting feeling. At the same time, it gave him a very familiar feeling. It was just like the first feeling he had when he first entered the Void.
At that time, he was just an extremely weak soul, a typical otaku from Earth, drifting alone in the dark and silent environment of the void. He did not know when he would disappear, and his heart was filled with negative emotions like despair and sadness. That was until a consciousness took the initiative to contact him and said to him in a deep voice, "Child, don't be afraid …"
"Oh, I see." Baiyi suddenly understood.
"Go. That's where the Book of Servitude is. Go and retrieve it with your own hands," the Archmage said to Baiyi.
"I thought it would come to me on its own," Baiyi said helplessly.
"It's not that simple. You want to inherit the greatest legacy of the Rohlserlian Empire? What do you think it is? A pigeon? "The Archmage retorted.
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