Chapter 830: The Light Chaser

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Inside the car door, in the spacious living room, stood a young man with a thin face.

"Andrea..."

Aristotle gritted his teeth tightly, as if a golden flame fell on his head, burning rapidly from the roots of his hair upwards.

The originally fluffy curly hair stood upright, like a golden flame fluttering slowly under the blowing of the light element.

Black eyes, dyed golden pupils.

In his hand, an ancient and dark black iron staff gradually transformed from translucent to solid. At the top of the staff, eight giant dragons faced outwards, surrounded by twin dragons intertwined in the middle of the guard.

At the lower end of the staff, the sharp sword pointed at the ground, and the cold light flickered.

Ten dragon sword sticks.

Lower artifact.

He rose a foot and stood in the air, surging magic power and elements, and the white robe fluttered violently.

All the monsters within a radius of dozens of kilometers fled in fright.

Pairs of greedy eyes are secretly looking at it.

Akedes stepped forward, blocking Aristotle's view.

"Come on, this matter..."

"Please get out of the way." Aristotle's tone was steady and calm.

With a helpless expression, Su Ye spread his hands and said, "Dear Mr. Aristotle, I know you all hate me, but this matter really has nothing to do with me. I'm just a pawn in the temple. I'm neither the culprit. It's not the one who contributed the most, and my whole family was razed by him. No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who suffers the most. Yes, I used Palos to persecute Suye, but the problem is, how can I be a little mage of a heroic family? Dare to persecute the Pandion family? Yes, I have harmed Julie, but this is what the temple forced me to do. Even Euclid is the same, and he is also the hand of His Highness the Vengeful God. I think, as wise as you, you will not think that I am the only one Is it the culprit?"

"Here, there is no need to worry."

Aristotle looked up at the scarlet sky, his eyes shining.

Fist-sized pure white light balls appeared behind him one after another, turning slowly, more and more, gathering into a wall of light balls.

light chaser.

Su Ye frowned. This magic was not long after Aristotle improved it, and it has become famous in the magic world. It was even listed as a top legendary magic, and all kinds of light masters are learning it.

Each white ball of light can be transformed into a piercing light of great destructive power, attacking at the speed of light.

Even Su ye was planning to learn it in a while, because he had a light element lord and a legendary incarnation, and this magic could significantly improve his strength.

"You didn't kill me because of my sins, you just killed me because of guilt, you just killed me because you failed to save Euclid and Suye, and you wanted to make up for it." "Andre" slowed down. Slow down.

"Perhaps you are right, but you still have to die."

The number of light-chasing spheres behind Aristotle increased to one hundred.

Su ye almost cursed at this pervert. The normal form of this legendary magic is ten light-chasing balls.

"You kill a villain who is not guilty of death today for your guilt, then tomorrow you can kill everyone who made mistakes for your own pleasure." Su Ye said.

"Tomorrow's matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The light-chasing ball behind Aristotle shook slowly.

"He can't die."

Akdes suddenly patted Aristotle's back lightly, and the light wind blew through the golden flame-like hair.

The light-chasing ball dissipated like a candle in the wind.

Then, a piercing sound appeared hundreds of meters behind Aristotle, and he moved away rapidly.

Su ye looked at the sound, and saw the pale white energy roar, and the hard ground shattered like a fan-shaped sea wave, rolling backwards, and it took a long time before it stopped.

"Even if Plato is here, we can't kill him. The two of us have signed a contract to form an offensive and defensive alliance." Akedes said.

"After you find His Majesty Theseus, your contract will end, right?" Aristotle looked at Akedes.

Akedes said nothing.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Aristotle's mouth, his body slowly descended, the ten dragon swords and sticks disappeared, and his hair and eyes faded to black.

"I will do my best to help you find His Majesty Theseus." Aristotle bowed slightly and saluted Aristotle.

"The two of us are enough," Akedes said.

"You can refuse me, but you can't refuse the teacher's kindness. Don't worry, I won't do anything to embarrass you. That's it, where do we start? I have the plane markers of all layers of hell, and I can Send it directly to anywhere." Aristotle glanced at Su ye.

A legendary magician who has not systematically studied the plane knowledge for more than ten years, even if he has a plane beacon, cannot teleport freely in hell.

Akedes turned his head to look at "Andrea".

"Andrea" smiled and said, "I just want to test what I have learned these days, so let's go to the Dark Swamp together."

Akdes said to Aristotle: "Andrea has predicted that Theseus is in the Dark Swamp."

"Oh." Aristotle agreed casually, and a gray cloud flashed under the bushy eyelashes, "Then where do you want to go? The approximate direction of the dark swamp. The center, or which direction, or a specific big city?"

Aristotle looked at Su ye.

The power distribution and terrain of the dark swamp appeared in Su ye's mind.

"Go to the limestone plateau first, near the walls of hell."

Aristotle also didn't look at "Andrea", the demigod staff commonly used after being promoted to legend appeared in his hand, and he threw it lightly.

Aristotle controlled the floating demigod staff from the air, and the dark blue magic power flowed out from the lower end of the staff, fell to the ground, and continued to extend.

In the end, the blue magic power intertwined into a blue magic circle with a diameter of ten meters.

The azure light radiates.

Su ye stared at the magic circle thoughtfully.

Afterwards, Aristotle chanted a spell that lasted more than ten seconds, and a dark red portal slowly rose from under the magic circle.

"This portal leads to one of the largest cities on the Limestone Plateau, the Wall of Hell." Aristotle said.

Akedes nodded, and said: "The hell dwarves are the best blacksmiths in all of hell. Their business channels extend in all directions, and they have a close relationship with the girl with the lamp. If they are in the walls of hell, they can better inquire about news."

After Akdes finished speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to Aristotle.

Aristotle smiled and entered first.

When Aristotle entered, Akedes looked at Su ye and asked, "Are you sure you want to go together? With him here, you don't need to go."

"I have to go," Su ye said.

"I trust your judgment, be more careful." Akedes stepped into it.

Su ye put away the carriage and walked into the teleportation array.

The moment he entered the teleportation array, the space formed a slight vibration.

Voidlords and some talents are activated, eliminating surprises.

Su ye walked out of the teleportation array safely and looked at Aristotle.

Aristotle raised his eyebrows slightly.

Su ye thought that the young man was still too young, so he looked up and looked around.

The whistling plateau wind blows dust all over the sky, and the sand and stones on the gray-black ground roll like a river, and the sand and dust are like fog, blocking the line of sight.

Aristotle spread his hands and said, "There is magical interference here, and I can't determine the exact location of the walls of hell."

Suye pointed in one direction and said, "You added too many unnecessary things to your teleportation array, causing it to shift by more than 300 kilometers. Let's get in the car, Mr. Akedes, you should put out your half-god breath to avoid short-term damage." Eye monsters are wasting our time."

Aristotle glanced at Su ye and said nothing.

Su ye put down the magic carriage and walked into it.

Akedes nodded to Aristotle and followed him in.

Aristotle slowly walked towards the door, the rings in his hands were flashing alternately, and his eyes were shining with layers of light. He looked up and down the magic carriage carefully, and then slowly boarded the carriage step by step.

His whole body was tense, and he stood by the door, looking towards the living room.

Su ye and Akedes sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea as if they were home.

Aristotle suddenly moved his nose slightly, and looked around the living room suspiciously.

The door of the carriage was closed, and the carriage slowly floated in the air, accelerating towards the direction of the walls of hell.

"Aren't you going to sit down and have a drink?" "Andrea" asked with a smile.

"Not interested." Aristotle leaned against the wall, only two meters away from the car door.

Suye said indifferently: "Except for those redundant places, your magic array is basically not bad, but there are many flaws in several key points such as positioning magic patterns, protective magic patterns, space magic patterns, and connecting magic patterns. It is because you are not good at learning, but the fundamental reason is that your understanding of the essence of the magic circle is wrong."

"Oh? Then what deviation are you talking about." Aristotle looked cold.

"I've read your article about the teleportation magic circle. Although you didn't mention it directly, after I summed it up, I found that you think that the teleportation circle is more like a tool magic. This is a big mistake. It's also magic. One of the main reasons for the slow progress of teleportation magic in the world. The teleportation magic circle is indeed like the door of a carriage for us to enter and exit, but we must never forget that we are using a carriage, not a door. Not to forget, what we need to master It's the magic that changes the world, not the magical instrument of the carriage."

After Su Ye finished speaking, he opened his magic book and learned about the Light Chaser.

Originally thought that the Light Chaser could only cast ten Light Chaser Orbs at a time, which had limited power, but if he could really cast a hundred or more, it would be much more interesting to match his legendary incarnation.

Apart from mirror demons, probably no monsters can withstand their own... Well, it is tentatively named the genre of thousands of light chasers.

Aristotle froze for a moment, his eyes shimmered, and after more than ten seconds, his eyes were clear and he continued to think.

After half an hour, he suddenly couldn't help but let out a soft cry, then hurriedly shut his mouth, opened the magic book, and took notes quickly.

The carriage descended slowly and stopped on the ground.

Aristotle was still writing.

Su ye also didn't seem to see anything, and continued to learn the legendary magic light chaser.

Akedes looked at the two of them, then continued to close his eyes and meditate.

After a long time, Aristotle breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly glanced at "Andrea", his eyes flickering.