Wizards are mighty.

Chapter 143 Massacre
"Why bother resisting? Your fate has already been determined anyway."

Mirsad sighed and took out a whistle from his pocket.

It was also an extremely advanced magical weapon! The dense runes in it made the peepers feel dizzy.

Mirsad put the whistle in his mouth and blew it directly using his magic power.

A sharp whistle sounded.

The shadow under his feet suddenly solidified and turned into a black shadow creature that was infinite in the fourth spatial dimension and time dimension.

"puff--"

A puff of black smoke rose from him, and the rules of time and causality were completely reversed.

The huge shadow creature went back in time and took the attack that he had previously endured.

"You guys are so annoying."

"Let me do the math..."

"That should be enough time."

Seeing that the enemy wanted to continue attacking to test him, Mirsad finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He used his ego to sense the extent to which his superego was eroding his soul.

A little estimate.

Then, he gave everyone in the church a creepy smile.

"Be careful."

The Pope began to arrange defensive measures cautiously, not knowing what tricks this guy was going to play.

At this time, the space of this world has begun to collapse. They can sense each other, and they are actually using mental power and similar things to "see".

"This boring seal has been sealed for more than 100,000 multiverse years without us noticing."

"Today... I can finally enjoy myself for a few seconds!"

Looking at the confused enemy, Mirsad showed a look of relief on his face.

He spread his hands, his eyes blurred.

Strange noises began to come from his body.

Those noises even caused huge ripples in the rule dimension.

It was as if some monster was trying to escape from his body.

"The Self-Sealing Technique of the Void Spiritual Refining Wizard - Release!"

Mirsad let out a long roar, and suddenly a huge pattern appeared under his feet.

The self that is no longer suppressed, along with the sealed and accumulated power of rules, completely erupts at this moment!

Mirsad's body suddenly swelled rapidly.

This expansion has surpassed the limits of what ordinary life can imagine and has surpassed all spatial dimensions.

At this moment, Mirsad was like a real god, about to bring divine punishment to the group of fools on the opposite side who overestimated their own capabilities.

"Five seconds should be enough."

"Come and try it, first-level witchcraft - rule life compression."

Mirsad's voice came from nowhere, causing the Pope to feel nervous.

"one!"

The surging fluctuations of rules turned into a large area of ​​strange rules, enveloping everyone's body, soul, consciousness, and essence of existence.

The archbishops tried to resist, but no one could break free from this bondage.

"two!"

The squeeze of rules begins.

One after another, the archbishops howled in pain. Under the pressure of the terrifying force, their consciousness was erased and they were transformed into flickering crystals of the power of rules.

"three!"

The bodies of the pope who was still holding on, as well as the remaining six-level archbishops, were broken into pieces bit by bit at this moment, and were compressed again in the void of rules. "Four..."

"Huh? They're all dead now?"

"That's good, at least the world hasn't been completely destroyed."

"It can also make me less corrosive."

At this point, Mirsad's superego had begun to erode his ego bit by bit.

All the desires of being a "human" are diminishing, and the various soul factors that support the survival of a life are gradually being stripped away under the erosion of the superego.

But Mirsad was not panicked at all.

Seeing that the battle was over, he did not continue to squander the power brought by the sealing technique.

Instead, he reactivated the sealing technique to suppress his id, ego, superego, soul itself, and the power of rules.

"One hundred and twenty-seventh ring of witchcraft - the self-sealing technique of the ethereal body-refining wizard"

As the light of rules flashes.

In this broken world, Mirsad's body returned to normal.

He casually put the giant sword thrown aside into the space magic weapon, and grabbed the storage devices of those church members, and merged the space in them with his own space weapon.

By the way, he turned them into crystals of the power of rules and took them into his hands.

“Well, the quality seems pretty good.”

"Maybe it can be sold for a good price."

Mirsad scanned it carefully with his mental power for a while, then nodded with satisfaction.

These crystals of rule power formed by rule life are mainly used to cultivate "server life".

The server life absorbs the free power of rules, and then transmits the power it has cultivated to the customers in need.

The right to use the power of rules that they provide is an important commodity for some chambers of commerce.

Although Mirsad himself does not run such a business, he has friends who are doing this.

So I took advantage of these stupid alien trash.

After all, although the power of rules obtained in this way cannot be cultivated and strengthened on its own and has various defects, it is also not limited by lifespan.

In wizard civilization, there is still a huge market.

At least sometimes wizards don't want to waste their own power so as not to accelerate the passage of their own lifespan, so they will choose to borrow the power of rules from the server lives.

People like Vic, who don't want their beloved maid to come into contact with the power of rules, often use it.

Of course, Vic only allowed two maids, Qi and Phyllis, to use it.

Like other maids in the maid group, they can only honestly train the power of rules on their own.

……

……

"What's going on? Why would you need to lift the self-sealing technique to deal with some alien species?"

In the next world, Vic looked in astonishment at Mirsad who suddenly appeared beside him and had obvious signs of being eroded by the superego.

A lot of doubts arose in my mind.

Normally, a wizard would not remove his own self-sealing spell at will.

Because that is related to the stability of one's own state.

Although self-sealing can suppress one's own power, it can also suppress the negative effects brought by the wizard system.

It also greatly slows down the rate at which the id or superego erodes the self.

Unless faced with a crisis, under normal circumstances, a wizard's self-sealing technique is almost equivalent to the last line of defense for the wizard's status.

There is no reason to terminate without reason.

(End of this chapter)