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

Chapter 362 362. Human Golem, Theodore's Friend

Extraordinary gorgeous colors——

To be precise, it was something this underworld world had never seen before. The light of the rainbow was like an endless river of light that burst out from Croa's outstretched palm. It was as thick as a snake entwining the world and swallowed up the Death Knight in an instant.

It is so magnificent in the grey underworld, spreading rainbow colors every moment of its existence, and filling the surrounding space stretching for thousands or even tens of thousands of miles with magnificent light.

This has not stopped yet, rainbow beams of light kept flashing around, as if provoking or threatening, not allowing anyone to approach here.

It stands to reason that the sudden appearance of such light in a world like the underworld would definitely attract the attention of many people, and might even attract the attention of legendary lords.

The water in the underworld is the deepest. All heroes will return to the underworld. Who knows, a legend may suddenly appear. Even the goddess of the underworld may not be able to truly see through the underworld.

But Croa didn't care.

He has been organizing and sorting out his magic power during this period, and has a feeling that he will soon become a legend.

This time is actually very short, but if we look at the degree of power suppression, he has indeed suppressed the legendary power for too long, and the scorching sun is already affecting him.

With the special properties of "Poem of Rainbow", as long as he can enter the Hall of Legends, even if there are four or five of them, he can rely on the Rainbow Grass Paradise to slowly wear down the opponent.

With the strength here, why should he keep a low profile?

So he directly used the rainbow light to declare that this was his territory, and also provided the most comfortable growth environment for the magic crystal vine. Perhaps it would face unimaginable dangers later, but he believed in his friend, and since he dared to come to the underworld, he was not afraid of challenges.

The soul fire in the Skeleton King's eyes kept flickering.

It stared with a slightly dull look at the wizard who casually waved out rainbow light like a snake surrounding the world, and actually felt an indescribable emotion - that was the feeling it had when it was still a human long ago and saw a strong man of incomparable handsomeness and beauty.

The bones on its face suddenly turned red, and it quickly moved its face away. Fortunately, Kloya didn't notice it, as his eyes were always on the vine.

Strange magic patterns are taking shape inside the vines in the magic field.

No, it should be the original magic pattern that is being lit up!
The magic pattern that was buried deep in the vines of the magic field and had never been discovered.

【Dionysus's Vine (Death and Rebirth)】

[The legendary 'Wine' and 'God of Nature' need to go through three births before they can shed the incomplete 'eternal' divinity restricted by the Titans and gain eternal life. ]

[He gave his "three births" to his favorite species such as vines, ivy and bulls, and hoped that they could complete the three births and receive his gifts. ]

[The first birth of the Magic Field Vine was under the warm sun, growing in the barren but hopeful land. Now it is trying to be born again. 】

"Bacchus."

"Thrice born..."

Kloya really didn't expect that the Demonic Field Vine actually wanted to complete the "three births", but it had already completed the first two times in the land of life and death respectively, so what should it do for the third time?
While he was thinking, the vines in the Demon Field had already begun to turn gray, and the crystal clear leaves had completely absorbed the Fountain of the Undead, and then fell one by one.

Death is eating away at its body.

This is what it must do. If it wants to completely take root in the underworld, it needs to experience death, erase all the breath of the living world in its body, and transform into the dead.

Kloya looked here for a while and determined that it would take some time for the transformation to be completed, so he turned around and left the cave and came to the outside world.

He looked up at the river of rainbow light stretching across the sky.

"What a shame."

"I thought a legend would come out."

"No result?"

Croix, who was itching to fight, felt frustrated, but there was nothing he could do but to start arranging the construction work of the underworld - the apprentices could not be asked to do this job, so he sent out the Golem Engineering Team.

After drawing a circle casually, a team of golems began to walk out. They looked almost no different from humans, with metal accessories on their bodies, and looked extremely "sci-fi".

They - or should I say, they stood respectfully in front of Kloya, each of them wearing silver clothing, with metal magic patterns made of alloy on their ears, faces and backs of their heads, shining rhythmically.

That is the blue glow of the ether.

Even the magic patterns were designed with reference to the etheric cracks that "naturally" form in the bodies of etheric mages and through which magic power can flow.

Croix looked at them and actually felt a little emotional.

Human golems, to be more precise, are against the ban of the Mage Association. The Titans had this technology a long time ago, and helped humans create golems that were almost impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

He even collaborated with several legendary wizards and "created" souls for them, with the original intention of letting these golems complete all the complicated and tedious tasks that were inconvenient to complete.

However, after the golem has a soul, it will inevitably think about some things, and may even begin to ponder the meaning of its own existence, and eventually develop into some not-so-nice situations.

——It was at this time that the Golem Riot occurred.

Just like all the artificial intelligences that Croa knew began to rebel, those golems caused considerable damage and even occupied some factories to start creating their own kind... Then they were surrounded and easily destroyed by the angry legendary wizards using floating cities.

Anyone in a high position would not allow their subordinates to escape from their control, not to mention that the human golem was made by them personally. They were so angry that they exploded when the golem they had worked so hard to make rebelled against them. In the end, even the core array of the golem was completely destroyed.

Actually, this is quite strange.

Compared to suppressing the golem's riots, the benefits brought by the golems should be enough for the legendary wizards to spend some time to create some restrictions.

He didn't quite understand it at first, but when he began to use Miya's body structure and some golem technology to create human golems with souls, he felt that the world was rejecting him.

The whole world seemed to be trying to stop him from making a human golem!
This was only possible because he had a good relationship with the world consciousness. If it were someone else, they would have been excluded and unable to continue.

It was not until after the Light Rebellion that the relationship between Chloe and the world consciousness was further developed and could be fully portrayed. With the inspiration provided by Pandora, the magic pattern array was finally completed and the factory produced a batch of human golems.

Perhaps it was because he had not spoken for a long time, the two people leading the golem - one was a handsome and tall man, and the other was an elegant and intellectual woman, had obvious uneasiness in their eyes.

"Father……"

"Father……"

They all spoke in unison: "Did we do something wrong? Please give us some advice!"

After saying this, the leader of the first generation of human golems named Adam and Eve by Croa led the others to kneel down in unison, their bodies still trembling, just like children who were afraid of being abandoned by their parents.

"..." Croa was helpless.

He can extract "humanity" from the music of the symphony, and through the magic patterns of the Ark, he can give them the ability to think for themselves, and even use some methods to give them independent "souls".

But it cannot change the "immaturity" of the soul when it is born.

Except for some extremely special races, all life is inevitably a little immature at the beginning of its birth. This is a stage that life must go through, and even legendary wizards cannot avoid it.

If you must say, they are now a group of "kids".

Or is it the child who is extremely eager for his gaze, eager for his recognition, eager for his attention, and wants to prove himself.

He thought about the scene where Robert's child had grabbed the corner of his clothes and called him uncle, and he suddenly felt a little chilly. He quickly threw this weird idea out of his mind and said in a deep voice: "You will do well, you will definitely do well!"

"Now, start following my plan."

"I will give you a holiday after this is over. You can walk freely in my territory."

"I hope you guys can make me proud."

His encouragement instantly gave these golems a boost as if they had been injected with chicken blood. After they shouted "Yes, sir" in unison, they began the construction work.

The land, water, and even the air of the underworld are excellent materials.

Regarding the development of different planes, the Sky Ark stores complete information, which had long been engraved by Kroya using "canned knowledge" directly into the astral bodies of these humanoid golems.

So now they are doing it with ease.

First, they laid rows of air coral branches that could absorb the breath of death in the air, then placed mole golems one after another to dig the land, and finally built a magic crystal tower to stabilize and connect with the tower spirit of Hanjiao Island...

As long as there is something that can be used, nothing will be missed.

Kloya nodded with satisfaction and looked at the Skeleton King next to him: "Come on, I'll take you to meet a friend of a friend..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the bracelet woven with ivy branches on his wrist suddenly warm up for a moment. In the distance, a shadow that seemed to cover the sky and the sun was approaching rapidly.

At the same time, there was an enthusiastic voice:

"You're finally here!"

"my friend!"

Theodore's voice was so obvious in the underworld, with overflowing enthusiasm, which was another kind of "sunshine".

The shadow was also approaching rapidly, almost flashing. It was still on the horizon one second, and appeared less than a hundred meters away the next. I could finally see clearly what it was.

That is... a dragon!

A giant dragon with dark colors flowing all over its body, bat-like wings, a devil's tail, and dragon horns that grow wildly like thorns!

Kloya blinked and didn't pay attention to the two people sitting on the dragon. Instead, he kept his gaze on the dragon, his eyes sparkling.

"so hot."

"Deep Dark Dragon."

Such a cool and handsome dragon seemed to attract him more than the holy dragon.

I don't know if it was because his gaze was too intense, but the Deep Dark Dragon's huge eyes flickered with a hint of doubt, and then it felt a little embarrassed, but the whole dragon was black and wouldn't blush.

A dragon.

This species can appreciate the beauty of all races, even orcs, and of course can see the handsomeness and sunshine of Kloya, even though he is a male dragon...

Theodore keenly sensed that something was wrong.

The friends around him also felt that something was wrong with their dragons.

They looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes - Theodore was helpless about Croa's unconcealable charm, and his friend was helpless because he seemed unable to help his dragon get the person back.

The scene was a bit embarrassing.

In the end, it was Kloya who keenly discovered the inexplicable "affection" emanating from the dragon, and then noticed that it was a male dragon. A thousand Kabamon suddenly flashed through his mind.

A plant!
He cursed in his heart, which was rare.

It is said that dragons are lustful by nature, but you even don’t let go of your own sex!
He quickly restrained his irrepressible charm and winked at Theodore, who immediately understood and jumped down with his friend, then waved to Long: "You go back first!"

Although the Deep Dark Dragon was unwilling, it still left, looking back every few steps. Before leaving, there was even a hint of resentment in its huge dragon eyes.

After it completely left, Croa finally breathed a sigh of relief and spread his hands helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. Even a giant dragon can't stop my charm."

"..." Ginesa, who was next to Theodore, saw Cloya like this and felt inexplicably familiar with him - it seemed that Theodore was like this too.

A friend’s friend is your friend.

He laughed, "That dragon and I have been in the underworld for hundreds of years. Maybe he was scared by Ilister at the beginning, and he also likes beautiful things a little bit."

He paused here and invited Kloya: "We know that Ilister is going to rob the territory of a demon god in the underworld. Do you want to join in the fun?"

Although Kloya's strength seemed to have not yet reached the legendary level, he believed in Theodore and his own eyes - there was a river of rainbow light stretching across the sky.

The best way to get closer is to fight and drink together.

This was how they had established an unbreakable friendship that even death could not break.

He believed in Theodore's vision, so he didn't put on any legendary airs and extended the invitation in a friendly manner.

Kloya was stunned at first, then nodded readily: "Okay, let's go and take a look!"

Since the other party invited him, and he was not incapable, why didn't he dare to go? He just wanted to be more carefree.

(End of this chapter)