I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 151 151. Eternal Hymn, Level 5 Mage (K)

Less than ten minutes had passed since the knight appeared and the flames gradually died out.

Of course, Croa had no experience with him before this, and was just a passerby, but he just felt sorry for the knight.

Imprisoned by Ilistr, and then used as fuel and burned by flames thousands of years later.

It is quite unfortunate, but if he thinks this is the best choice, then there is nothing to say. No matter what, what you think is good is the most suitable.

Croix looked down at the golden musical note in his hand.

This note is hot.

It was like a small sun floating in his palm.

He could feel that this note was definitely related to the "Golden Melody". It contained not only the knight's happiness, but also... determination.

Unwavering steadfastness, lasting eternity.

This is also a kind of power, a power that can be concretized.

"What a nice gift."

"With this, we should be able to get a glimpse of the golden melody in advance."

He put the note away temporarily. When he got it, Cloya felt that he had a little understanding of the golden melody.

Maybe if I study it carefully for a while, I can really understand it thoroughly and learn something.

But now he still has to deal with the Baron's affairs.

He looked at the Baron, who looked back at him.

"Master Mage... I, I feel very strange."

The Baron looked a little confused: "Just now someone seemed to have told me how to use these thorns, and left me some power."

As he said this, he seemed to be reviewing something and stretched out his hand and shook it lightly.

As a result, the magic power in the air gathered towards his palm, and a long sword made of magic power appeared, but its appearance was like that of a thorny sword.

It exudes powerful magical fluctuations and a very strange power.

Chloe blinked.

This, this is the Elemental Sword? A magic similar to the Water Sword?

No, this kind of magic is above level five. It can control the elemental magic power floating in the air and control it. Different elements will produce different effects.

It is something that only mages who want to play melee combat will learn. After all, they also have to learn swordsmanship, so it is not very popular. Even he couldn't learn it, and you just learned it casually?
"I see……"

Staring at the sword in his hand, the Baron muttered to himself.

"This is the swordsmanship passed down to me by my ancestors. It is a fighting skill that can only be performed with the help of thorns."

His expression suddenly became enthusiastic: "That's right, that's right... Not only are there combat skills, but there are also methods to cultivate fighting spirit."

"Everything is fair... A fighting spirit training method that can transform all magic power into thorn power!"

He brandished the sword in his hand as if he had suddenly been gifted with sword skills by something, and his sword was swinging with great force and yet moderate and peaceful, opening and closing in large swings.

The more he danced, the smoother it became, and in the end, a sword blade storm made up of a mixture of sword energy and magic power formed around his body.

The poor bed and table were all cut into pieces by the sword energy, but the gopher wood remained motionless, as if the sword energy had no effect on it at all.

'Very strong. '

Croix looked at this sword skill and silently figured out how to break it with magic, but he found that there was really no good way.

The good thing about the upright and peaceful sword technique is that it must be faced head-on, with no loopholes in either attack or defense.

If it were him, it seemed that he could only break the rhythm of this sword skill through the violent suppression of magic barrage.

"The thorn sword technique, it hurts just looking at it."

He squinted at the Baron, but was actually looking at the thorns of justice inside the latter's armor - they were rooted in the Baron's flesh and blood, absorbing the Baron's strength and the surrounding magic, and gradually transformed into a special power.

These forces seeped out through the surface of the thorns, and the thorns themselves were gradually melting.

But even if they were melting, they were still rooted in the Baron's flesh and blood, and the pain was... unimaginable.

But Baron Kmoyer became more and more excited, and even when blood seeped out of his armor due to his actions, he remained unmoved.

After showing off a set of sword skills, he looked very happy. If you ignored the blood dripping from the gaps in his armor, he looked like a child who had received candy.

He couldn't wait to say to Cloya:

"Master Croa, I have obtained the fighting spirit cultivation method and sword skills from my ancestors... I am willing to share them with you."

"Hmm?" Kloya was puzzled. "This belongs to your ancestors. Are you sure?"

In this world, the control over things like fighting spirit cultivation and sword skills is more rigid and strict than one might imagine.

Especially those that are passed down in families, there are all kinds of strange traditions that cannot be learned by non-direct bloodlines, those that are passed down from males to females, and those that are passed down from generation to generation.

Generally speaking, unless one is really so poor that he can no longer hold on, he will never take out the family secret book.

Just now, Croa had a moment of impulse, but considering the cooperative relationship with him and the soul of the knight, he decided not to do so.

I just left you a treasure, and you turned around and started to exploit my descendants... Even someone as shameless as Cloea couldn't do it.

“My ancestors have told me that this kind of thorn must be suppressed by a sufficiently powerful magic, otherwise even I will be devoured.

He said... you have the ability."

The baron knelt on one knee in front of Croix: "I know you always want me to do something for you. As long as you can help me, I am willing to be your sword and shield forever!"

He was not stupid, but the memory left by his ancestor Adam just now told him that the wizard in front of him had extremely terrifying power, and this was the only way to suppress the Thorns of Justice.

If he could suppress the Thorns of Justice, he could practice the mysterious fighting techniques and sword skills, which were abilities bestowed by the legendary gods themselves.

In order to climb to a higher position, it is not difficult to accept surrendering to the strong.

After all, even the ancestors at that time bowed to Master Ilister.

"Okay."

Croa did not refuse: "Then I agree."

"You stay here first, I will study them and then suppress them for you.

I will take the gopher wood with me first."

As he spoke, Kloya picked up the gopher wood beside him, called the Star Crystal Turtle, and stood up to leave.

The Baron was the only one left in the room. He finally couldn't bear the pain and fell to the ground. This force was indeed strong, but the pain it caused was also indescribable.

After a brief moment of excitement, he could hardly bear it anymore.

I just hope that Cloya can come up with a solution soon.

……

the other side.

Kloya first settled the Star Crystal Turtle, and then quickly reached the bottom of the lake with the Gopher Wood.

The pace is fast and a bit impatient.

On the way, he had already figured out how to suppress the Thorns of Justice, and he probably needed that kind of golden note.

The knight should have been able to help the Baron suppress the enemy, but he didn't do so and instead handed it over to Cloa.

This gift really cannot be returned.

Then he needs to quickly control the gopher wood and the golden musical note. Otherwise, it is unknown whether the baron will die from excessive blood loss.

"You came."

The angel spoke first, and surrounded by countless praying fireflies, he smiled at Chloe.

"I have created magic for you, you must learn it."

As He said this, His body appeared directly in front of Cloya, and just like the previous few times, He gently kissed his forehead.

“May you succeed.”

Along with the slightly cool kiss came an almost terrifying force that washed over Kloya's body.

Kloya only felt that his body was changing, his hands, feet, and even his body and head were changing under the impact of this force.

"What are you going to become?"

The angel said, "What do you want to become? Please decide quickly."

What I want to become...

Kloya thought for a moment, and his body suddenly became round. Orange and red halos surrounded his body, emitting a warm light.

He...turned into a ball of light!
A sphere emitting endless light and heat.

Magic power rose from the surface of the light ball like a surging wave of fire, and the two-color light illuminated the bottom of the lake.

After the transformation, Kloya looked down at the angel, and the magic power in his body was radiating uncontrollably, just like the sun's light shining on the earth.

The angel looked at the sun that Chloe had transformed into, and the wings behind him slowly opened up, stretching out as if he was basking in the sun.

I thought to myself: 'He has indeed seen the sun...How can a human who has never traveled in the astral world know the full picture of the sun?'

The gopher wood also spontaneously moved in his direction, eager and admiring.

Kroya didn't know what the angel was thinking, he only knew that he felt very wonderful.

Even after releasing all his magic power, he did not feel weak, but instead felt extremely powerful.

The light representing the Orange Song and the Red Song turned into tangible notes, dancing around the golden notes.

The golden notes appeared by themselves, surrounding the sun that Croa had transformed into, and the music sounded clear.

"~~"

It spread along with the light emitted by Croa, and the music flowed.

It is helping him understand the third chapter of The Rainbow Poem, The Golden Melody!
The incomprehensible handwriting changed in his eyes and gradually formed words that he could understand. That was... a chapter praising the eternity of the sun.

The name is...

"Eternal Hymn".

There are only two sections in the entire "Golden Melody", one is this, and the other is still silent and cannot be seen.

"What a powerful magic."

After he understood these words, he was shocked. This thing... could make his soul and magic power "constant" forever.

In other words, even if he died now, as long as he had enough magic power, he could resist the pull from heaven or hell.

His magic power will not be affected by other magic power. Even the most powerful magic power can only defeat him with quantity, but cannot overwhelm him with quality.

And there is also a very powerful ability: if Kloya is willing to use his golden magic power to bless a certain magic, unless this magic collapses on its own, it will remain in a constant state.

As long as the sun is there, it will remain constant.

However, it has high requirements for magical power, and it seems that the magic of eternal hymns must be possessed to perform it.

If you want to imprint ordinary magical plants or magical beasts... I guess you can only simplify it.

Seeing this, Kloya was basically certain that this "Poem of Rainbow" was definitely an extremely special way of applying magic.

There is no fixed way to apply it, and it is extremely powerful.

This is what magic is: it can extend into infinite possibilities.

After Croa learned this magic, the golden note was about to dissipate, but Croa took it by force.

Cast the magic that I just learned.

The magic power belonging to Kloya stabilized the golden notes that were about to dissipate. The small notes were integrated into his magic power, which was both independent and harmonious.

"Phew, I'll keep you."

Kloya nodded with satisfaction. After all, it was a gift and could not be allowed to disappear easily.

Then he continued to immerse himself in the world of magic.

Just as Croa was immersed in this new magic, the angel began to feel overwhelmed.

He tried hard to maintain this magic called "True Transfiguration" and couldn't help but remind him: "Lucky friend, you have to learn it quickly... I can't hold on for long."

After being reminded by Him, Cloya hurriedly wrote down the "Eternal Hymn" that he had basically learned, and then concentrated on studying the magic patterns surrounding him.

He was soon immersed in the extremely complex magic patterns and spell models. Fortunately, his mental strength and magic power were sufficient, and he barely learned it after two hours.

The body changed from the sun back into human form and fell to the ground.

At this time, the angel had returned to the mushroom weakly, and even the mushroom had become dull and lifeless, as if it would weather away in the next second.

"Are you okay?" Kloya frowned.

"You're done." His voice was weak. "Please let Gophermu learn this magic. With its power, it can help me recover."

"Row."

Kloya did not delay and communicated with Gophermu's consciousness.

I don’t know if Gophermu just felt that he had transformed into the sun, and he felt extremely close to his consciousness.

His request was quickly agreed to.

Kloya quickly engraved it. This time the engraving work was very complicated. Because this magic was very strange, even he had to be cautious.

Half an hour later, the engraving was finally completed.

[Marking completed, Gopher Wood (True Transfiguration)]

[After the current magic plant casts this magic, it can transform into almost any object, but the magic power consumed will vary depending on the object. ]

[Note: This magic consumes a lot of magic power! ]

The consumption of magic power is extremely huge, this is the first time I have seen it.

Croa poked the gopher wood: "Become a harp!"

The latter had a magical halo flowing through its body, and in the next moment it transformed into an emerald green harp that looked like it was made of jade.

There are tender green pine needles growing on the body of the guitar, and the body of the guitar has the wood grain of the tree, which looks very beautiful.

But oddly enough, it has no strings.

The angel reminded: "My friend, use your magic power to form the strings, so that it can adapt to your magic and leave your mark completely."

"You need my magic power to form the strings." Croix picked up the harp, stroked its body lightly with his fingers, and injected magic power into it.

The moment it was injected, Kloya felt a very terrifying magical power - although this gopher tree looked like a seedling, it had actually grown for thousands of years.

The magic contained in it is simply enormous.

And Croa also felt that it was constantly attracting the magic power that was overflowing from the surroundings, and was growing almost every moment.

If Cloya had not learned the "Eternal Hymn", he would have been lost in this huge magic.

But he had learned it, so he spent some energy and effort to deeply engrave his three magic powers into its body and the astral body.

[Marking completed, Gopherwood (Magic Mark of Eternal Croa)]

[This magic mark will not dissipate. ]

After the successful engraving prompt sounded, three strings suddenly grew out of the gopher wood harp, which were red, orange and golden respectively.

The three-colored strings sparkled, as if urging Cloya to play faster.

"finally……"

Kloya took a deep breath, stretched out his fingers and gently plucked the scarlet strings, while pouring all his understanding of the Scarlet Song into it.

"~~~"

The red magic mixed with the magic originally contained in the gopher wood, turning into an extremely pleasant yet extremely magnificent music.

It penetrated the lake in an instant and directly covered the entire Hanjiao Island.

This magical power flows through the magical plants, magical beasts, people, land, stones, wind and snow on Hanjiao Island...

It seemed that it was dissatisfied with the current situation and went straight towards the sky, like a red beam of light piercing into the dark clouds in the sky.

It was like a sword blade rising from the ground and piercing through in an instant.

These dark clouds are made up of the forbidden spells of the mermaids. Logically, even a legendary wizard cannot easily shake them. However, Gopherwood has accumulated thousands of years of magic power, and Croa's magic power...

It is the nemesis of dark clouds.

It extremely domineeringly broke through the magical structure in the dark cloud, which trembled wildly and disappeared in the next moment.

The warm sunlight shines down.

Shining on the white snow, it instantly becomes dazzling.

For thousands of miles in radius, even in the entire northern border of the Kingdom of Nolant and the sea, this is the only place illuminated by the sun.

It is like a golden gem shining brightly in the gray world.

However, even the most powerful person cannot see or feel it. It can only be seen on Hanjiao Island and some nearby sea areas.

All people and creatures raised their heads at the same time.

"It's the sun!"

"The sun is coming out!"

"It must be the Master Mage!"

Not only did people come out of the houses, but the magical beasts and plants were also cheering.

Countless schools of fish in the surrounding sea swam towards this place quickly. None of the fish fought, they just wanted to swim to the range of Hanjiao Island as quickly as possible.

At this moment, the second music sounded.

It is gentle and cheerful, flowing into the deep hearts of all living beings, amplifying and combining emotions without limit.

Joy, shock, curiosity, happiness...

The sounds of these emotions form a symphony that resounds throughout the Reef.

Finally, there is the magic of golden yellow.

It came silently, like an everlasting light, allowing everyone to remember this moment deeply in their hearts, and it will never fade no matter how time passes.

As soon as the first music sounded, the light in the sky became brighter and brighter, and it seemed that platinum-colored clouds were gathering towards the back mountain of Hanjiao Island.

There was a huge figure vaguely visible in the clouds, which suppressed all the magical fluctuations outside the Reef Island, just like the iris ring on Cloya's finger.

After completing all this, it disappeared quietly.

As if it had never been here.

……

In the lake behind the mountain.

Cloya played the gopher harp. The clear and pleasant sound of the harp surrounded him, and his magic power increased layer by layer. Finally, the fourth cyclone was formed.

The red, orange, and golden cyclones sparkled.

Each one is a three-color cyclone!

Four, which means that at this moment, he is already a fourth-level magician.

But the surprises don’t end there.

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