As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 234 Son of Destiny (5)

Looking at the magic note in his hand, Ron knew exactly how heavy this magic note was.

Since this gravekeeper can create his own magic and even his own forbidden spells, he must have at least been a master of the demigod realm in his heyday, and maybe he has also stepped into the god realm.

It's just that because he stayed in the imperial mausoleum for a long time and was responsible for suppressing the corpses in the coffins, plus more than 10,000 years, he was almost reaching the limit of his lifespan, so he was anxious to think about how to put his lifelong study of magic into practice. and pass down the original magic.

But, who would have thought that this inheritance would actually fall on Ron?

That's right, this young cleric was none other than Ron. The gravekeeper never expected that the person he wanted to kill was right in front of him.

The concealment mask has achieved new results.

However, during the brief contact just now, Ron was indeed frightened, fearing that something was wrong with him. Fortunately, Ron's acting skills were pretty good, and the old man was also nearing his end of his life, his strength was reduced, and his eyesight was dim. , after all, I couldn’t detect anything unusual.

Ron grinned and opened the magic notebook with a smile.

After just reading two pages, Ron discovered that the tombkeeper's understanding of magic was simply deviant in today's Twilight Continent.

Magicians on the Twilight Continent almost all pursue powerful magic and more advanced magic.

The stronger the magic power, the more destructive power of the magic released.

Only with more advanced magic can you destroy your enemies more easily.

However, what is recorded in the Gravekeeper's Magic Notes is more about the techniques for releasing magic.

That is another way for magicians to practice, a way that is equally important as increasing magic power and learning magic, but is often easily ignored.

The core content of this magic notebook can be summed up in one sentence: use less magic to create stronger effects.

If it were simpler, it would be compression.

If we say that the magic power consumption of low-level magic is one, the magic power consumption of intermediate magic is ten, the magic power consumption of high-level magic is one hundred, the magic power consumption of secondary forbidden spell is one thousand, the consumption of forbidden magic is ten thousand...

So, what is recorded in this magic notebook is how to increase the destructive power of magic by compressing it when releasing magic. For example, according to the techniques recorded in the magic notes, three parts of magic power can be compressed into one part and used to release a low-level magic, which can ultimately cause destructive power comparable to that of mid-level magic.

If the compression technique is more advanced, then one hundred parts of the magic power can be compressed and used to release low-level magic, and the effect can even be comparable to a secondary forbidden spell.

The serial fireballs and wind blades that the Gravekeeper had used before were all done in this way.

The most important thing is that this compression technique can not only increase the destructive power of magic, but also speed up the singing speed of magic.

Sub-forbidden spells and forbidden spell level magic often require a long time to chant. Relatively speaking, compression techniques, although there is an additional process of compression, are basically not required for low-level magic and intermediate magic for powerful magicians. Chanting steps.

In comparison, the time consumed by the compression process is nothing compared to the chanting of secondary forbidden spells and forbidden spells.

After just a cursory glance, Ron already understood the value of this magic note.

Although this note does not provide any means of rapid cultivation and refining magic power, this technique of releasing magic alone is enough to significantly increase a magician's strength, even double it, or increase it several times.

Even more important than the forbidden curse recorded later.

If the gravekeeper really knew that the magic skills he had studied for thousands of years had actually fallen into the hands of the person he wanted to kill the most, I really don't know what kind of expression he would show.

Maybe, he would be immediately angry to death.

If it weren't for the fact that this was not the right place, Ron would really want to practice this magic.

After reading it again, Ron memorized every word and pattern in the magic notes in his mind, and immediately stuffed the magic notes into the storage ring.

Immediately, he turned his hand and an empty glass bottle appeared in Ron's palm.

There were still a few drops of liquid inside.

Magic potion to disperse the soul.

In order to deal with the old priest Abraham of the Larnaca City branch of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, Ron entrusted Virgil to search for a large amount of materials. In the end, it was Lydia who refined the potion herself.

The effect of dispersing the soul can dissipate the magic power in the body of the user, and even make people feel depressed.

On the way out of Larnaca City, Ron asked Lydia to refine a few more points.

Although this magic potion is difficult to administer, once the poison is successfully administered, the effect is very overbearing.

However, when the two parts of Sanhun are separated, it is a colorless and odorless liquid, like pure water. A lot of Sanhun was also smeared on the roasted lamb chops before. In order to cover up, Ron also deliberately added the smell It was very heavy, and he didn't expect that the tomb keeper would come over and ask for food. He was just making extra preparations, but he didn't expect that the tomb keeper was so cooperative and ate everything.

Speaking of which, the golden grilled lamb chops just now were the finished products that Ron had purchased at Adams in the Royal City of Granville. They were kept fresh by magic. When you want to eat them, you can take them out and heat them up before eating. Ron is not a master of cooking. How could he roast fresh mutton to a golden color in just a few minutes... I don't know if this is considered a prepared dish.

All in all, this may have helped the tombkeeper dispel some of his doubts, which can be regarded as a credit. Ron wasn't sure how effective the soul-dispelling potion would be on the gravekeeper. He didn't know if he could weaken the gravekeeper to the point where he could kill him.

Ron was not kind to women. Although the tombkeeper had given him a book, he gave him this magic note on his own initiative, as repayment for the steak and wine.

Accepting the magic note does not mean that he will not be killed.

Ron knew the difference very well.

This gravekeeper wanted to kill himself, and he was still a puppet of fate. Ron would not let such a guy survive in this world, otherwise he would not be able to sleep and eat well.

However, with my current strength, even if it has the effect of dispersing the soul, I am afraid that it is still insufficient to kill the tombkeeper. Maybe I need to find some suitable partners?

Ron thought in his mind, adjusted his clothes, and walked straight out of the alley. After looking around, he walked towards the Twilight Dynasty Palace.

……

the other side.

There is another figure heading towards the palace.

Vice Pope of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, Apu.

At this moment, Apu's previous injuries have been healed, and the mutations and distortions in his body caused by the seeds of the sacred tree have long since returned to their original state.

At least, that's what it seems on the surface.

He seemed even more majestic as a vicar than before.

He stood up completely from his previous embarrassment.

Wearing a gilt magic robe, the robe is woven with complicated but mysterious runes. One can tell at a glance that this set of magic robes is extraordinary.

On her fingers were three shining rings.

On both feet, there is a pair of magic boots that are also gilded, shining brightly.

There is a mysterious necklace hanging around his neck, the wristbands on his arms, and the magic hat on his head, all of which are top-notch.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the current Vice-Pope Apu’s whole body is shining brightly. If there were another pair of wings behind his back and a title on his head, it would look like he came from some game. Players ran out of it.

Legend, legend, legend...

Vice Pope Apu is very satisfied with his equipment. They are all legendary equipment.

The improvement brought by the legendary equipment has made Apu's self-confidence continue to expand. He even has a feeling that even if that little bitch Christian appears in front of him now, he can slap him to death.

He is indeed the son of destiny.

It is an existence chosen by God.

Treasures that are difficult for others to find are everywhere for Vice Pope Apu. If you encounter a trialist and kill him casually, you can find a piece of legendary equipment from the storage ring.

Just open a house and there's a big, shiny treasure box inside.

It would be extremely difficult for an ordinary trialist to find one or two treasures in the Twilight Temple, but during this period of time, Vice Pope Apu had almost armed himself from top to bottom.

Legendary equipment that is rarely seen on weekdays seems to have become cabbage at this time, everywhere.

In the past ten days, no matter where Apu went, he almost never came back empty-handed.

The only thing that makes Apu regretful is that this legendary equipment has been strengthened by six. It is a pity that he has been favored by fate when looking for legendary equipment, but in terms of strengthened equipment, the goddess of fate seems to be unable to provide it. Too many gifts.

Another thing that makes Apu slightly dissatisfied is the weapon in his hand.

This weapon is the papal scepter, the ultimate legendary magic wand.

However, in Apu's view, this weapon is no longer worthy of his identity and strength.

However, he is not in a hurry, he knows where the weapon that truly belongs to him and is worthy of him is!

The palace!

Right there, there is a mythical magic wand!

　Chapter 5 presented.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)