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

Chapter 192 192. Mission of Birth, Blue Flower

In Croa's original imagination, the kingdom of mermaids should be extremely dreamy, full of magnificent and magical scenery that mortals could hardly imagine.

But this is what happened in front of him.

Not only is it not beautiful, it can even be said to be very dilapidated——

In front of me was a vast expanse of land covered with cracks, within which flashed dark brown spots of light, extending all the way to the indigo sea in the distance.

All kinds of ruins are scattered all over the land. The towering stone pillars and dilapidated murals on the walls seem to be telling that there was once a country here.

A country that was once glorious.

The only thing that is intact here is the moonlight.

The bright moonlight, as if it were real, fell on the land. Their light was not affected in any way, forming a sharp contrast with the dilapidated land.

One is eternal and unchanging, the other is already in ruins.

The strong contrast made the boundary between reality and fantasy more obvious, and also made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Croa stood on the ground and frowned slightly.

He felt that the magic power in his body seemed to be trembling, as if it wanted to come out and illuminate this desolate world.

"barren……"

“Dead silence…”

"Miracle……"

He seemed to be able to hear some sounds echoing around him, and he was sure that the source of these sounds was the entire world.

"Could it be?"

This world seemed to be a huge "creature". The desire emanating from the Star Body Engraving Technique was soaring into the sky, as if it was expecting someone to respond.

He squinted his eyes and tried to activate the Astral Body Imprinting technique, but it did not work.

This voice was not converted by the Astral Body Engraving Technique, but was manifested by his magic power and the art of communication with all things that he had learned.

"What are you looking at."

A voice came from the side, interrupting Croix's thoughts.

He turned his head and saw the great mermaid wizard Alia, whom he hadn't seen for a while, staring at him with curiosity in her eyes.

"Have you also heard the cry of this world?"

Alia circled around Kloya and said meaningfully: "Little friend, your strength is improving very quickly."

"A fifth-level mage, this is truly unprecedented."

"Even Eurydice didn't progress as fast as you did."

"..."

Level 5? I didn’t even know I was level 5.

He blinked, still maintaining his respect for his seniors, but did not mention his own rank:

"It's been a long time since we last met, Archmage."

It has indeed been a long time since we last met. I felt very pressured when I first met this mermaid wizard.

But now... with so many cheats in his hands, if he is willing to use the symphony, Alia is really no match for him.

Alia nodded. She had received some instructions from King Michael, and her attitude towards Cloya was no longer as condescending as before.

Now it is more of an equal exchange and communication:
"Since you have heard His cry, then come. If you can restore life to this land and ocean... you will gain the friendship of all mermaids."

As she spoke, she led Kloya across the barren land and came to the edge of the dead ocean.

This sea is even more dead than the earth. There is a strange fishy smell, and the waves raised by the sea are filled with filthy white foam, just like a pool of muddy sewage.

This scenery stretches to the end of the field of vision, or rather... to the entire boundless ocean.

It was all dead silent.

Being used to seeing seas full of life, Cloya felt uncomfortable all over when he suddenly saw this kind of sea.

The dead sea has a much stronger visual and tactile impact than the barren land.

"Wait, that's..."

He suddenly noticed something and used the Eagle Eyes technique to look into the distance.

I saw that in the deep sea, there were actually mermaids swimming in it, and they were all female mermaids with big bellies who were giving birth.

The moonlight was lingering around them, and their expressions looked painful and weak.

The first batch of five little mermaids were born soon.

When the little mermaid is born, her life energy will be injected into the surrounding sea and the moonlight will spread.

The scales on the tails of those tiny mermaids, which are about the size of a palm, are extremely delicate. They haven't even opened their eyes yet, yet they are swimming in the turbid sea water.

The light surrounding their bodies was soft, but it also carried a kind of cold divinity. Even if they felt uncomfortable and their bodies were twitching, they had to swim in the sea.

As they swam, the moonlight dispersed.

The turbid sea water gradually became clear under the moonlight, returning to a clear azure color, spreading from a small area to the surrounding area.

Chloe looked at them silently.

To be honest, he didn't have a very good impression of the mermaids before, especially when they raised a huge snowstorm that covered the entire northern border of the kingdom.

But seeing this scene now, I still can’t help but feel touched.

It is obvious that these are the newborn mermaids purifying the ocean, and the source of this purifying power is their lives.

Even without the Astral Body Imprinting Technique taking effect, he could feel the life breath of those little mermaids gradually becoming weaker.

Alia said from the side:

“God is just.”

"We have been given authority over the sea, but we must also purify all the seas in the world."

"The new mermaids were born in the song of the sea, but they also have to take responsibility."

"The little mermaid has the most special magic, full of vitality, and can purify the dead sea. This is the baptism that every mermaid must experience when we are born."

"What if it can't be completed?" asked Croix.

"..."

This time Alia did not answer, but the sea in the distance also gave the answer -

The light around a little mermaid faded away, and she was directly exposed to the dead and filthy sea water. She could not survive even for a minute.

She struggled weakly, her tail gradually lost its vitality, her body was decomposed by the sea water, turned into foam and finally disappeared into the sea water.

No traces remain.

Only her mother, the adult mermaid who was protected in the moonlight, was crying with her mouth covered, not even daring to make a sound.

Because, dedicating oneself to the ocean is the root of the creation of mermaids by the creative consciousness. She cannot cry, she can only laugh.

To be honest, putting aside the prejudice and barriers between races, this scene alone is really enough to make people feel uncomfortable.

It is indeed very sad that the child you gave birth to with great effort died immediately.

"I don't know your customs."

Kloya sighed softly, he really didn't know much about mermaids, and there was no introduction to the mermaid rituals in the classics.

Even the book given by the Oak of Orpheus did not mention that the birth ceremony of the mermaids was like this.

"No one knows." Alia's tone seemed to be a little amused: "Friends who know our customs have all gone far away to the sea of ​​stars. You may be the first foreigner to see our birth ceremony in a thousand years."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"We once invited the Great Magician and the Red Robe Bishop to purify the sea water, but to no avail."

She felt a little bit of anticipation when she said this.

Mihaly, the mermaid king, once told her that this human possessed extraordinary magical powers and might be able to help them do something.

Even a tiny bit of help would be a huge boon to the mermaid tribe today - no little mermaids have been born in a long time, and it is very difficult to purify this sea of ​​​​birth.

According to the predictions of the priests in the tribe, if four or five of the forty-six little mermaids could survive, it would be a blessing from the virtual gods.

Her question made Chloë confused:

"me?"

"What can I do? I'm a wizard. If you can tell me the magic model for purifying seawater, then maybe I can help you."

He spread his hands to express his helplessness.

Even the great wizard can’t do anything, what can he do?

The reason why a miracle is a miracle is because this thing cannot be replicated. The virtual god wants a poor wizard like him to participate in his magic. This is too much of an estimate for him.

There was nothing he could do since his major was not suitable for him.

Of course, if he could help, he would be happy to do so. After all, he made a living in the sea, and if he could establish a good relationship with the mermaids, he would at least not have to worry about anyone coming to the sea to cause trouble.

But after hearing Kloya's answer, Alia seemed to have made up her mind.

"This is actually a kind of ancient magic."

She stared at Croa with a serious expression: "I will go and convince the king to fetch its carrier, but whether you can learn it depends on you!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving Kloya a little confused.

what?
Why do things feel more complicated?

……

The mermaid Alia quickly swam across the dead sea and came to the mermaid king who was in the deepest part of the ocean.

The king of mermaids was staring at the dark abyss below, but in his eyes he saw the image of a female mermaid - her body was surrounded by chains of moonlight, and she was sleeping in the depths of darkness.

Sensing Alia coming, the Mermaid King did not make any move, and said casually:
"That human wizard wants it."

He already knew what Alia was up to. The entire sea area was under his mental power, so he had listened to the entire conversation. "Yes, since you said you can trust him..." Alia wanted to try to persuade him.

As a result, the mermaid king smiled slightly, flipped his palm and took out an exquisite round object.

It looked like a gem carved out of silver light, with countless curved lines like waves, interweaving and surrounding a box-shaped pattern in the middle.

The mermaid's eyes suddenly widened.

"you……"

She didn't expect King Michael to be so decisive.

This is the core of fantasy formed by the authority of the virtual god, a treasure that the mermaids never reveal to others, a special magic device called the "treasure box".

It is one of the roots of phantom magic.

So many legendary wizards and gods have coveted it, but were all severely beaten by the mermaids. Even the army of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce was swallowed up by the angry sea.

The Mermaid King's sudden decisiveness made Alia feel a little uncomfortable - could this be fake?
As soon as the rebellious thought arose in her mind, she felt her hand sink, and the silver orb fell into her hand.

She was suddenly frightened and held the pearl carefully, more cautiously than her own life.

The Mermaid King said, "Let him try to learn. With the approval of the Virtual God, he can be considered a friend of our Mermaid Tribe."

"If it really helps these little guys survive, even this is a price worth paying."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Alia immediately left.

Some couldn't wait to take the treasure box to the beach.

Only the mermaid king was left, staring into the deep abyss, his gaze lingering on his queen's belly for a long time.

His child is in there, but in the current environment even his child would have a hard time surviving.

He knew that if he did this, the elders might bang their heads against the pillars of Atlantis again.

But... they have already collided so many times, so this time won't be a big deal.

If he killed a few people, he might feel much more relaxed.

……

Alia quickly came to Croa with the precious ancient magic device.

She held the orb carefully and introduced it, "This is one of the roots of Fantasy Magic, the core made of Fantasy Crystals, a magical device called the Treasure Box.

It contains the divine art of restoring the ocean.

The king has unlocked the permissions."

As she said this, she handed the orb to Croa.

The latter quickly took it and looked at the gem curiously.

This name always gave him a sense of déjà vu - the suffix of the Wise Man of Water Magic and the suffix of the Operation of Mother Earth were also two-word naming formats.

Is this thing the same as them?

But it was obvious that Alia would not be able to answer him, so Kloya could only cautiously move his mental power closer to the orb.

then……

He felt the vast sea of ​​spell models inside, but all of them were dim and unclear, except for one that was flickering with light.

It was a very, very complex spell model, with accompanying casting gestures and incantations.

It's not like Croa hasn't learned complex and powerful magic before. Both the Astral Body Imprinting Technique and the Rainbow Poetry are considered to be extremely powerful magic.

But the complexity of this magic seems to be even more exaggerated than the other two.

This is not to say that this kind of magic is necessarily more powerful than Astral Body Imprinting and Rainbow Poetry, but its characteristics are like this, giving people the same feeling as those cumbersome sacrificial ceremonies.

There are also many wave moonlight magic structures in it, which is something Cloya has never seen before. If he can fully control it, it will probably be of great help to him in improving magic.

The magic system is like this. As long as there is a complete and solid foundation, new magic research can be carried out on this foundation.

Fortunately, he had seen water magic and the divine model of the Mother Earth Goddess, which had certain similarities with this one.

So the research is not slow.

After studying it briefly, he said hesitantly, "If I'm not mistaken, this kind of magic... is a very strange summoning technique."

"It will summon the power of some powerful being and purify the sea."

Hearing this, Alia's eyes lit up.

"Just as you thought, this divine art essentially borrows the power of our supreme virtual god."

"Can you find a way to perform it?"

"If we want to perform, we can only use life as fuel."

She looked obviously anxious.

Because of the characteristics of the mermaids, if one wants to cast this kind of magic that is almost divine, the only price is for the newborn mermaids to pay with their lives.

The sacrifices and magic of the ancient gods have always been like this, somewhat barbaric, because they don't need anything else but life and soul.

Even their virtual gods are like this.

It’s just that the cost of summoning the false god was met in other ways.

"Well."

Croix said nothing, but tried to use his magic to replicate the magic he had just seen.

According to his guess, this kind of magic should be about extracting something that only exists in the mermaid's body.

So there should be no problem for him to perform it.

Crimson lights surrounded the edges of his body. They seemed to have their own lives, intertwining and entwining, as if to form something.

Unfortunately, this magic power did not take shape and completely dissipated.

But after this attempt, Croix's eyes lit up and he asked Alia:
"I need the Phantom Crystal."

"..."

Alia showed a somewhat hesitant expression on her face, but it only lasted for a moment. She nodded heavily and turned away.

He returned about twenty minutes later and handed a prismatic crystal to Cloya: "This is the Fantasy Crystal you wanted."

At this moment, she was panting and sweat was pouring down her body, as if she had just been to a sauna, and her face was extremely pale.

"What's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

She was obviously unwilling to say, so Kloya did not continue asking and looked down at the Fantasy Crystal in his hand.

The silver light inside this crystal seems to be flowing out, and holding it in the hand is like holding a small moon.

It is obviously a very high-quality phantom crystal.

The quality of the crystals is much higher than the one that Cloya got from the Silver Moon Elk.

Should we say that they are truly worthy of being mermaids?

After he sighed, he began to absorb the power of illusion inside, and then controlled it to slowly draw in front of him - silver light flowed from his fingertips, and soon he drew a round silver mirror.

Some spots of light seemed to be emitted from the mirror. They flew towards the sea and quickly fell into the water.

The originally turbid sea water quickly became clear under the illumination of the light.

When the mermaid Alia saw this scene, her eyes widened, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

Humans can actually use their magic!
But the good times didn't last long, and the light soon disappeared.

The mirror and the precious Fantasy Crystal also quickly faded in color, the former collapsed, and the latter lost its color and turned into dust.

In just less than thirty seconds, the magic power in this Fantasy Crystal, which was at least a fourth or fifth level magic crystal, was exhausted.

Kloya looked at the Fantasy Crystal that had turned into ashes, and his guess in his heart was confirmed - what it needed was the power of Fantasy, and the mermaids had this power of Fantasy in their bodies.

He said to Alia:
"If you want to perform this magic for a long time, you need a carrier with a lot of phantom power."

"It's best to be a magic plant."

After the latter thought for a short while, a more solemn expression appeared on his face.

"I know a magical plant that should be able to meet your requirements."

"It's coming soon."

Kloya was a little confused, but didn't say anything. He just continued to practice the magic in his mind while waiting for something to happen.

Time passed minute by minute.

Soon, the moonlight in the sky suddenly became bright, and there was an obvious sense of distortion in the air, and this feeling permeated every inch of the air.

It was as if a portal to another world was about to open.

When it falls on the ground.

On the originally barren land, some clear blue flowers that looked like foxtail grass grew.

They swayed gently.

The barren land was covered with small blue flowers, which appeared in the moonlight and expanded outward.

Soon, even the sea was covered with these small flowers.

They covered the dead silence and desolation, and the whole world was left with only swaying blue flowers. Even the moonlight was completely dim.

"..."

Through the Astral Body Imprinting Technique, Kloya has seen their structure and names.

That is... the grass of wisdom.

(End of this chapter)