Offer blocks to the end times

Well, this battle was completely unfair. Roswaal's magic couldn't even touch Hashirama's body before being absorbed by his arm shield. Hashirama sensed the magic power in his arm shield and thought, "So little. Be careful, I'm about to make my move."

"Don't worry, even though I'm like this, I'm still the kingdom's chief mage," Roswaal said nonchalantly. Hashirama nodded, then thought for a moment and pointed to the spot next to Roswaal, "Fimbulwinter!"

"This, this is?!" Roswaal swallowed hard, staring at the forest frozen for kilometers around him. "How much magic power does this take?!"

"Hmm?" Hashirama looked down into the frozen forest with a puzzled expression. There were many unicorn rabbits hopping around, each about the size of a palm and looking quite cute. "Strange, aren't these rabbits afraid of the ice?"

"Rabbits?" Roswaal looked down in confusion, his face pale. "Lord Hashirama, those below are the magical beasts 'Great Rabbits,' natural disasters that devour all life."

"These?" Hashirama asked in confusion as he pulled a rabbit up. The little rabbit floating in the air was quite cute, but when Hashirama tried to touch it, the rabbit opened its mouth and bit him, breaking off a mouthful of teeth.

Roswaal explained from a distance, "This is one of the three magical beasts created by the witch four hundred years ago. It can devour and split infinitely, and can devour all the life around it before leaving."

"Is that so?" Hashirama remained noncommittal. If these rabbits were really that powerful, this world would be a sea of ​​rabbits four hundred years from now. However, he also knew that these were dangerous creatures. The rabbits below were tearing apart and eating the frozen beasts in the forest one by one, and they no longer looked cute at all.

"What a pity," Hashirama sighed, then unleashed ten meteor showers below. The dense meteors in the sky blasted the forest into a sea of ​​ashes and fire, and the rabbits below were also wiped out.

However, the number of rabbits around Hashirama suddenly increased to several thousand, and they began to gnaw at him as he approached. A bunch of them fell to the ground. Hashirama felt the furry objects biting at his body and felt a chill run down his spine. "Die!"

A massive amount of magic burst forth, shredding everything around them into pieces. The rabbits that had fallen to the ground were still hopping around, seemingly trying to bite the two people in the air.

"Planetary Devastation!" Hashirama pointed downwards, and the objects below immediately rose into the air. Roswaal, sensing the danger, quickly flew away.

Of course, Hashirama didn't use the original technique, which requires the Rinnegan. However, he could do the same thing using gravity magic. He created a gravity point in the air and then used anti-gravity magic on the ground below. Things there were immediately sucked in, creating the same effect as Planetary Devastation.

Of course, the rabbits were no exception; they were imprisoned in a giant sphere in the sky. Hashirama could still sense the rabbits' vitality and life force inside, but under Hashirama's constantly amplified gravity, the rabbits inside...

The vitality gradually faded, and after a while, only a boiling magma ball remained in the air. Hashirama cooled it down and then placed a seal on it to prevent it from reappearing.

Then Hashirama threw the stone ball, which was over ten meters high, downwards, and looked at Roswaal, who was flying back again, saying, "That's enough."

“Hmm,” Roswaal was speechless as he watched Hashirama’s reckless use of magic in battle. Each of Hashirama’s spells required him to accumulate over several months, and he saw the gap between himself and Hashirama in this respect.

Hashirama noticed a blank space in the forest below; he had simply recreated the forest on a whim. Roswaal, who was watching from the side, was quite surprised. He then came over to check Hashirama's seal and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing wrong.

After flying back to the castle, Roswaal talked to Senju about magic. He was very surprised when he heard that magicians in other worlds could easily resurrect the dead, change the terrain and weather, and travel through space.

Then Roswaal explained the magic here to Hashirama, explaining how different types of magic are created by releasing magical energy from the gates within the body through imagination. The various elemental magics are not as simple as they seem, but rather represent different types of magic.

Fire: Magic related to heat, including fire magic and ice magic;

Water: Water magic and healing magic;

Wind: Wind magic and externally activated blessings;

Earth: Earth magic and protection activated within the body;

Yin: Illusion, slowing, and magic related to space and time;

Yang: Light magic and healing magic.

These spells all involve using imagination to channel magical power through the 'gates' within the body in a specific way, and then using incantations to create corresponding magic.

"A door," Hashirama pondered for a moment, but he couldn't figure out what this so-called 'door' was. He could cast magic normally, so why would he need to add a strange door?

"I'm having trouble figuring it out," Hashirama shook his head in frustration, then extended a finger and conjured a magic ball on it. "It can be manipulated directly, so wouldn't adding a door make things more complicated?"

“How convenient,” Roswaal said, looking at Hashirama with some envy. Then he shook his head. “I don’t know why either. Everyone here uses magic through ‘doors.’ Maybe there’s some information about that in the Forbidden Library.”

"I see. Give me some grimoires for now, I'll take a look," Hashirama said casually. Roswaal nodded and left.

Then, Ram brought a pile of books to Hashirama, who started reading them. It seemed that the magic here was all done through imagination, doors, and incantations. Of course, simple magic could be cast at will through imagination, but advanced magic had many limitations.

Chapter 697 Beatrice

To eliminate the difficulty of casting magic, people developed convenient things, such as spells. With these spells and simple imagination, magic can be cast easily. Of course, in Hashirama's view, these spells are like runes, carrying different magical power that can directly interfere with one's own magical power.

He tried to mold magic based solely on his imagination, but the results were very unstable, and the transformation often failed. So Hashirama started studying spells. He had some realizations in his heart: the process of learning magic and skills was actually the development of his divine power. Through continuous learning, he could use his divine power better.

Of course, Hashirama still felt that the level of magic here was too low. For example, spells are divided into four levels: no prefix, El, Ur, and Al, with power increasing in that order. However, the most common spell of the Senju is only at the Al level.

Furthermore, different types of magic have different keywords: Huma, ice magic; Goya, fire magic; Fura, wind magic; Dona, earth magic; these are all both offensive and defensive, as long as you add a little imagination.

There are three types of Yin attributes: Shamak (space magic), Minia (attack magic), and Murak (gravity magic).

In addition, there is the magic that combines the six attributes, Kuralista; and the magic attack that combines the six attributes, Preyium.

Hashirama tried reciting the incantation and discovered that he could actually use these spells. Then he carefully experimented with the spells here, and combined them with the magical knowledge he had learned before, he developed the projection transformation spell.

First, an empty shell is built using projection, then magic is poured into it to transform it into something similar to a real object. However, this still doesn't reach the quality of the original, but it can be used in rituals.

Furthermore, Hashirama absorbed these ideas, allowing him to cast spells more freely and without having to consider which spell was more suitable in emergency situations.

As he slowly experimented with magic, it grew late, and Ais returned from outside. She still looked clean, but Hashirama could see the murderous aura surrounding her, knowing how many magical beasts had perished under her sword.

Natsuki Subaru was quite envious of Hashirama, who was leisurely on one hand, and Natsuki Subaru, who was busy on the other, but he couldn't take back what he had said, so he could only work hard there. Emilia, on the other hand, went to learn the knowledge to become a king.

After dinner, Roswaal and Hashirama continued their discussion about magic, and the conversation drifted to the Lugnica royal family's pact with a dragon.

“Although the royal family signed a pact with the dragon, all the royal family members died in the end, and the dragon still didn’t appear,” Roswaal said in a strange tone.

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He shook his head. "If it's a dragon, I can transform too. But the dragons here are really 'helpful.' Ordinary dragons aren't this kind."

"Oh, Lord Hashirama can transform into a dragon?" Roswaal seemed somewhat interested. "I wonder what the difference is between dragons and dragon gods in this other world. If possible, could you let me see it?"

“Of course,” Hashirama nodded, “but there are many kinds of dragons.”

Then Hashirama demonstrated to him the transformations of the Dragon Spirit, the Normal Dragon, the Monster Dragon, and the Ender Dragon, but they were all white in color and their powers were different.

"Wow, Hashirama-sama, your current form is practically that of a dragon god," Roswaal clapped, then inquired about the dragon's attack methods.

Hashirama rambled on for a bit, exaggerating the power of his words, since he knew the Dragon Essence Seed best. After a while, Hashirama noticed that Roswaal looked quite unwell, so he took his leave.

After watching him leave, Hashirama opened the book that Roswaal had placed there earlier. It contained the history of this place, but in the story of the witches at the end, it recorded the story of a witch who killed all the witches and then devoured half of the world. She was regarded as the most dangerous person because she could not be killed. In the end, she was sealed by the sage, the first sword saint, and the three heroes of the dragon.

"What? This is Satella," Hashirama muttered to himself. This must be the incident Eris was talking about. Although the book was so vague, Hashirama still managed to find the names of the other witches through divination.

'Jealousy' Satella; 'Greed' Echidna; 'Wrath' Minerva; 'Sloth' Sekhmet; 'Gluttony' Daphne; 'Pride' Typhon; 'Lust' Camilla.

"Strange, it feels like it's related to demons," Hashirama remarked after finishing his divination. Although Heaven and Hell have always been vying for dominance over the world, it's surprising to find traces of this in such a remote and impoverished place.

Perhaps because of their special nature, Hashirama couldn't divine anything more. He continued flipping through the book and came across a story called 'Sword Demon's Love Song'.

The title 'Sword Demon' piqued Hashirama's interest, since William was also known as the 'Black Agate Stone Sword Demon.' He wondered what the quality of this Sword Demon was like.

He continued reading, and the story was very touching. It ended with a duel between the sword demon and the female sword saint and a marriage proposal. Hashirama did a little divination and found that the young female sword saint was really cute.

"..." Just as Hashirama was thinking about how to make fun of himself, there was a knock on the door next to him. Hashirama opened the door casually and found Beatrice standing outside.

"What's wrong? Beatrice, is something the matter?" Hashirama looked at her curiously. He didn't seem to have done anything wrong. Beatrice looked at him silently for a while, then sighed, "You really forgot? Has Lord Hashirama forgotten about the contract?"

As she spoke, she pointed to the center of her forehead, where there was a diamond-shaped mark. Hashirama looked at her in surprise, "The contract still exists?"

“Of course, I am the crystallization of Yin magic, and that much magic power is enough for me to travel through time. Moreover, I have Lord Hashirama protecting me,” Beatrice reminded Hashirama, and then said in an annoyed tone, “But because of this, the library contract has returned to me.”

Speaking of this, we can't help but mention the amulet of destiny. When Beatrice was integrated into the amulet by Hashirama, she felt a sense of complete peace of mind, which is why she believed that Hashirama was the person she was waiting for. However, now that she has discovered the truth, it is a bit too late.

“That’s not a problem. We can just sever the contract again,” Hashirama waved his hand. “But I’ll have to ask you to wait inside for a bit. I’ll send someone into the Forbidden Library to study soon.”

"Hmph, hopefully they're people I like, otherwise Betty won't entertain them," Beatrice said haughtily. Hashirama nodded, "Don't worry, they're elves too, they're easy to get along with."

“That’s good,” Beatrice suddenly seemed to falter, as if she wanted to complain about something. But she quickly recovered and said, “How’s your research on magic going? After you sign a contract with me, you should be able to develop a few spells.”

“I have developed a spell,” Hashirama nodded, then projected a dragon sword onto Beatrice. “It’s something like that.”

Chapter 698 The Young Sword Saint

"The Sword Saint's sword?" Beatrice was somewhat surprised. Hashirama shook his head. "It's only similar; it's not as powerful as the original."

“That’s still pretty impressive,” Beatrice said, then tried to draw the Dragon Sword, but it wouldn’t come out for a long time. Frustrated, she stomped on it a few times, then looked at Hashirama, who was reading a book again.

“Sword Demon Love Song, huh? What a tragedy,” Beatrice remarked, glancing at him from the side. Hashirama looked at her speechlessly, then flipped to the end. “Nonsense, they clearly got married in the end. It was a perfect ending!”

“Although the story has indeed ended, reality continues,” Beatrice said. “The protagonist, Wilhelm van Astrea, is still alive, searching for a way to avenge his wife.”

"Did the young swordswoman inside die? Beatrice, tell me in detail," Hashirama had an idea. Beatrice glanced at him and then began to tell him what happened after that.

The two people in the story did eventually get married and had children, but their son was utterly useless.

Chai Liao, originally the son was supposed to lead the team to hunt down the monster 'White Whale', but he pushed the task onto his mother, the original young sword saint.

However, when the Sword Saint Theresia van Astrea was fighting the white whale, the Sword God betrayed her. The Sword Saint's blessing suddenly transferred to her five-year-old grandson, and the Dragon Sword Red could not be drawn. She could only die in resentment.

"What kind of Sword Saint family is this? They might as well call it the Blessing Family. It's only by being blessed that one can become a Sword Saint," Hashirama grumbled. No wonder the Sword Demon who defeated the Sword Saint is still called the Sword Demon. Hashirama had thought it was because he was giving his wife face.

Beatrice shook her head. "The Sword Saint's blessing is only passed down within the Sword Saint family. It can kill the unkillable, draw the dragon sword 'Red,' and develop one's talent with the sword to its fullest potential. Unlike other blessings, it is the only one that can be transferred."

“Is that so? It seems we should revive the ‘Sword Saint’ and ask her,” Hashirama said, and began to divine the information about the remains of the young Sword Saint.

“Prophecy, huh?” Beatrice nodded knowingly. “I heard that after the previous Sword Saint fought the White Whale, his body disappeared. Hashirama, can you find it?”

“Of course, once I find her remains, I’ll try to revive her,” Hashirama said, continuing his divination until he finally found the target location. “Is this the place?”

Hashirama tore open a space, and the two swaggered over. Then they found many people dressed in black robes around them, and they immediately attacked them.

"Sigh, puppets, huh? Rebound!" Hashirama looked around; they were all puppets being controlled, and there was no way to break free—their spirits had long been destroyed. Beatrice looked helplessly at the black-robed figures around her. "The current Witch Cult, Hashirama, help them break free!"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness," Hashirama looked at her with affection, then raised his hand, "Mind Blast!"

Using his telepathic abilities, Hashirama instantly destroyed the puppets' control marks, and they all collapsed there, dying the moment the marks were destroyed.

Hashirama then found his target, a coffin that appeared to be well-preserved. He immediately collected the Sword Saint's remains and prepared to return.

Beatrice looked around with a hint of disappointment. "The Witch Cult has changed. It's not the same as it used to be."

"What's wrong, Betty? Do you know anyone in the Witch Cult?" Hashirama asked curiously. Beatrice shook her head. "No, I'm just feeling nostalgic. Hashirama, just destroy this place. There's no one left alive anyway."

"Um,"

Hashirama nodded and, carrying Beatrice, rushed out of the ground. Only then did he realize that he was in a large forest. He carefully sensed the surroundings and found no trace of villages within dozens of miles.

But witch cultists kept popping up from the ground over there, attacking the two with magic, but it was completely ineffective. Hashirama shook his head, looked at his cheat sheet, and said, "Al-Murak!"

Under this highest level of gravity magic, the witch cultists collapsed one by one, but Hashirama felt the power was simply insufficient. "Super Gravity - 100x!"

Instantly, a huge crater appeared in the ground, and the underground base of the Witch Cult materialized. Beatrice looked at the changes below, feeling a little sad. "Let's go back."

"Hmm," Hashirama nodded, then teleported back with Beatrice.

Back in the house, Hashirama placed the coffin aside, purified it slightly, and then opened it. Inside was a skeleton dressed in white knight's attire.

"Can someone like this really be resurrected?" Beatrice was a little doubtful. After being dead for so many years, there shouldn't be any chance of being resurrected, right?

“Yes, but for now, we’ll only be performing a partial resurrection on her,” Hashirama nodded and explained briefly. This skeleton could not only be resurrected, but it could also do more. He sensed the 'death's' attachment to this corpse. This skeleton could be forged into a powerful 'Grim Reaper' wearing a black robe.

Hashirama carefully extracted a piece of bone as material for resurrection. However, missing bone fragments would become a weakness of the Shinigami, affecting its power. Therefore, Hashirama carefully selected a rib.