Netheril Glory Chapter 761: Secret mage

"Do you plan to try to follow the "it" guidelines to explore a less dangerous ruin to acquire knowledge? The result..."

Punk asked Aztan expressionlessly.

"Yes, I chose to listen to the "intuition" that was obviously affected by "it", and then I did get a lot of knowledge. I even have countless legends such as magic fan locks. The opportunity that the Master dreamed of, but as a price, I was locked in this cage full of knowledge and could not get out........."

Smiling helplessly, Aztlán’s eyes also showed a slightly complicated look. It seems that the conversation with Punk reminded him of his self-confidence 200,000 years ago.

But soon, the white-robe mage who adjusted his mood continued to introduce Punk to the "principle" he wanted to emphasize.

"Alas, although I am a spellcaster majoring in enchanting magic and summoning magic, but with the knowledge of enchanting that I have learned a little bit of together, I will definitely not be able to study this in a short time. Magic fans are locked, so I'm trapped here for a full 200,000 years... You know, this year I'm only 28,672, and I'm just unconsciously...I'm here The time spent in this relic is twice as long as my entire first half of my life."

Introducing his "encounter" in a non-salty and light tone, Aztelan's voice is still gentle, even when passing through a foggy area, this poet like a bard admires the scenery The same "noble mage" also hooked a magic thread between the green leaves of the rainforest, and then manipulated the mist in the rainforest to dissipate a little.

From the perspective of Aztlán’s skillful and natural manipulation, he seems to have no idea how many times he has done these simple tasks in person, and even if he is followed by a few legendary strongmen, The calm white robe mage still maintains a slow "life rhythm".

At this time, even Punk found that the white robe mage in front of him was different, or incompatible with ordinary legendary professionals.

He is so comfortable! It is a kind of comfort like an old man enjoying a peaceful life, a kind of comfort like a hard-working office worker ushering in a holiday, a kind of "comfortable" for terminally ill patients waiting for death in a hospital bed... Although Azte Lan repeatedly mentioned that it was "unfortunate" that he was kept in a prison.

But in fact, in the eyes of Punk, the mage in front of him not only did not have any grief and indignation for this situation of being in a cage, he even showed a lot of people who even carried a lot of breath. Enjoy the taste of life.

Even Aztlan did feel displeased, but his displeasure did not arise from being locked in a magic fan lock. His displeasure was simply because he was dissatisfied with the era of the "legendary island" The way out of too many casters died.

It was also until this time that Punk, who had not said much, was not surprised to realize that the "homeland" that Aztelan said was not good...not just a simple metaphorical word.

“…………Although you call it the “encounter” of being locked into a magic fan lock, I don’t see the emotion above you that can be used with “encounter”, in fact , I don’t think you have any thoughts about escaping quickly. I even think that you still enjoy your life now. If you don’t mind... can you explain to me what you are thinking?".

If you have any questions, just ask them directly. When two legendary professionals talk to each other, straightforward questions are often more convenient and quicker than turning around, and Punk is also not good at asking questions tactfully, so he asks Although the questions raised by the white robe caster were taken for granted, they were somewhat abrupt.

As soon as the last sentence of the white robe master was finished, the Punk did not leave the other party with any thinking time questions, and immediately followed.

However, Aztan is obviously not a pedantic nobleman, and he has always expressed his peaceful will, so although Punk’s questions are straightforward and blunt, Aztan still explained with patience that he did not care. :

"Um... your feeling is right, after all, the magic fan lock is too esoteric, that is not something that can be cracked by legendary professionals of ordinary level. After understanding this, I believe you will also understand, anxious. It doesn't make much sense... to take a step back, it's not only magic that makes sense in my life."

Speaking of this, Aztlán's footsteps slowly stopped, he reached out and gently brushed the green grass around him, and under the infusion of magical transformation of vitality, these flowers and plants blossomed out one after another. Gorgeous flowers.

"Look, aren’t these thriving scenes worth our appreciation? Are they more suitable to accompany our knowledge-loving spellcasters than endless beatings and killings? Anyway, when I am in this huge After the prison cage, and found it difficult to leave, the first thing I did was to create many kinds of elements with magic, made a fairly small sun hung in the air, and finally synthesized the seeds of the plants to spread and create A complete ecological environment............"

Silently glancing at the green bushes that extend to the horizon, Aztan's eyes are like a nobleman who loves art admiring a beautiful picture.

At the same time, Aztan, who may not have communicated with intelligent creatures for more than 200,000 years, has not forgotten to open the conversation box to continue his "answer":

“…………Yes, because I have studied the human body, in addition to this dense rainforest, I have also produced many ordinary humans according to the physical composition of the human body, 200,000 years have passed, because I limited the number of people to no more than one million, so they all live and work in this small world without war, hunger, and plague~IndoMTL.com~ and... I also built it in a mode similar to that of the mage union I have a magic school, but there is no dark exploitation and evil bullying in my magic school, so I believe that my magic school is definitely more capable of training talents than the "Black Factory" of the Masters Association..."

With a confident smile, the white robe mage stepped forward again.

When bathed in soft sunlight, when talking about his "achievement", Aztran's tone became much lighter, and even this guy summed up Punk in a lazy tone:

"How is it? Is my life fulfilling and happy? Here I can build my ideal garden of Eden, study the magic locks that can not be encountered, and enjoy peace and quiet, and even "interference mechanism" "Come to trouble without endless.........

To be honest, I used to be ambitious, and the legendary battles were experienced once or twice, but... now I think it’s not bad to stay here all the time. Seclusion, right? Where is seclusion not seclusion? I’m still lucky to compare this way. At least most of the legendary casters don’t want to glance at this beautiful and magnificent magic fan lock.”