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Fuck, sexism! ?

"How can you assume my gender?" Ivan retorted subconsciously, "Although I am biologically male, I have always considered myself female in my heart. So even if I don't change my gender, I can still be considered a woman."

"..."

Even though Celie had lived through so many years, this was the first time she had heard such outrageous remarks, and she remained silent for three seconds.

Volame on the side also took out his staff, thinking about how to save Ivan's life under Celia's attack.

"Don't worry, Volame. I don't have the habit of attacking the weak. However, since words can't convince the other party, force is the only way to solve the problem. If you want to become my descendant, you must be able to defeat me. After all, if my descendants can't surpass me, there is no value in their existence."

Celia stretched out her right hand and placed it on Ivan's head.

"Don't worry, I won't bully your pitiful magical power. What's coming next is a duel of the essence of magic, that is, a competition of imagination. If I win, you have to give up that ridiculous idea. If you win, I will agree to any of your conditions."

"Better than imagination, that's what you want."

"Hahaha, you're quite confident, undead from another world. I hope you can let me be serious for once."

Celie's expression gradually became one of "joy in battle," and a dazzling light shone from her hands.

Ivan closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, he found himself on a vast grassland. However, the grass here was purple, the sky was gray, there was no wind, and it was so quiet that not even the sound of insects could be heard. It seemed extremely depressing.

"This is an ancient battlefield from the mythological era, filled with magical power unimaginable in the outside world. You and I who have descended here are both fragments of our souls, carrying no magical power of our own. However, all the magic power of this battlefield can be used as our own."

Celia explained the current situation, "Even if the soul fragment dies here, it won't cause much damage to the main body. It will recover quickly."

"Excuse me...how soon exactly does 'soon' mean?" Ivan asked, with a bad feeling in his heart.

"Only sleeping for ten years."

Sure enough, the "very quickly" here refers to the elves' sense of time. If they really sleep for ten years, wouldn't they become Sleeping Beauty?

We must go all out this time.

However, before the battle officially began, he still had to test the extent to which the magic power of this ancient battlefield could be released.

"Can you let me warm up first?"

"Well, it's up to you."

"Alright then." Ivan immediately began to chant a spell in a low voice. "You ka pi yi si er for ser eve o ro wa,o don sor roer xi li ya,er for eres" (The flames of heaven and earth suddenly changed. The gates of Hell opened to darkness. Demons descended and split the boulders. The dragon with wings of the sun god danced in the wind and soared towards the end.)

"I offer all the magic power in this place as a sacrifice. Descend—the Winged Dragon of the Sun God!!"

"???"

A huge amount of magic power gathered into a vortex and rushed towards the sky. The corners of their clothes rustled in the strong wind formed by the magic power. Celie did not interrupt Ivan. She squinted her eyes and looked upwards, wanting to see what Ivan could summon.

And it seems that the other party is not just summoning, he is also doing some other small actions.

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 7: Small but Cute

She was not worried that this "summoning magic" could drain all the magic power in the entire battlefield. After all, theoretically, these magic powers were like water in a pool, and she and he were the two drains. It would probably take ten days or half a month to drain all the magic power.

Less than three minutes.

Accompanied by a burst of powerful background music, the thick dark clouds were instantly torn apart by the mighty force that shook the world, and the golden sphere was as dazzling as the sun.

It slowly transformed and disintegrated under the gaze of the two people, and with a clanging sound, the Pterosaur spread its wings that were filled with metallic luster.

With its head held high, it let out a sharp cry. After the sound waves spread out, the invisible sound waves dispersed the rest of the surrounding clouds. Finally, it flapped its wings and landed steadily on... Ivan's shoulder.

Ivan: “…”

The good news is that you can actually make a Pteranodon with your imagination. The bad news is that the Pteranodon you make is a shrunken version, not much bigger than a sparrow.

As the one who summoned it, Ivan understood the strength of the Pteranodon the moment he came into contact with it. Not only was its appearance shrunk, but its strength was also extremely low. It seemed that this method of summoning gods would not work.

"It's quite cute~"

After observing it for a moment, Celie waved her hand with interest, "Let that bird attack me."

bird?

After hearing this, the Pterosaur flew into a rage and fired a divine breath flame cannon at her.

Of course, visually it was just a small jet of golden flame.

Celie cast a defensive magic to block it. Although the attack looked weak on the surface, it was actually mixed with some of the law of the sun's endless scorching heat. If you were careless, you could easily get burned... the kind that would cause small blisters.

After roughly analyzing the attack of the Mini Pterosaur, Celie fired a normal attack with a magic bullet. Under her experienced control, the attack power was weakened, but the speed was greatly improved.

The Pterosaur failed to dodge and was hit head-on, turning into golden particles and dissipating in the air.

The winged dragon of the sun god died.

"The warm-up time is over and the battle has officially begun." Celia reminded.

In an instant, there was a violent tremor on the ground. Ivan subconsciously jumped into the sky to avoid being whipped by countless huge vine tentacles that broke out of the ground.

Celie lifted her delicate chin and opened her eyes wide, no longer showing her initial disdain. "Wow? Flying without wings? It's very similar to the way demons fly. How astonishing."

"The Blazing Sky is covered with seven layers of rings."

After setting up a chrysanthemum shield-shaped defensive barrier around them, Ivan said, "There are four magical principles of flight. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"No need. I already knew how to do it the moment I saw you use it." Celia smiled slightly. "Flying in the sky and setting up a defensive barrier is not unsolvable. Many demons have died that way. Watch out."

She squatted slightly, and took advantage of the sudden burst of magic to rush towards Ivan at an extremely fast speed. Even if Ivan changed his position, Celie could instantly adjust her position with the burst of magic and approach him quickly like an assassin.

"Smash Waludo! Stop time—"

Celia paused for about 0.01 seconds, and then she put her five fingers together to form a hand knife, breaking through the defensive barrier like a hot blade cutting butter, and then stabbed it into Ivan's heart.

But strangely, there was no feeling of hitting a solid object.

"Illusion?" Celie was quite surprised.

But she quickly rejected this idea because she was always in a state of curse rebound and mental attack rebound, and it was impossible for her to be hit by external illusions.

Only after completely passing through Ivan's defensive barrier did I discover that the opponent's position was different from the position seen outside the defensive barrier.

The truth is actually very simple. Ivan fine-tuned the light transmittance and refraction of the defensive barrier. It's like observing fish in a lake from the shore. The position seen by the naked eye is actually wrong.

However, this trick actually has great limitations in the outside world. It cannot be hidden from the magical perception of an excellent magician, just like thermal imaging, and cannot confuse the opponent.

But it is much more convenient in this ancient battlefield. The two of them do not have any magic power stored in them, so they naturally cannot be sensed.

"Spicy Root——"

Ivan quickly condensed a magical Rasengan in his right hand to counterattack. Even though Celie quickly retreated and formed a defensive barrier, his defense was broken and he was hit on the arm.

"Interesting, it's been a long time since anyone could hurt me." A green light appeared from the injured part of Celie, and it soon healed as before.

"What's the name of that move that just made my attack miss?"

Ivan replied, "The light refraction knowledge from junior high school physics, er... I'd call it physical illusion."

"It creates hallucinations in the brain through reality, isn't it? It's an illusion without any mental intervention. It's quite creative. And that ball-shaped attack magic, the rapid rotation of the magic flow creates a cutting force. It's simple and crude, and I like it too."

Celia stretched out her hand and replicated the Rasengan that Ivan had just used, and it grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Super Dayama Rasengan!

The sound of the magic power breaking through the air caused by the high-speed flow was even so harsh that Ivan flew upwards decisively, trying to keep as much distance as possible.

Carrying such a big meatball will definitely affect Celia's movement. As long as the distance is far enough, there will be more room for maneuver.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Celie grinned, placed her other hand on the ground, and said softly, "Replace."

The part of Ivan's body that had just touched Celia suddenly felt a pain, and the next moment, his vision was turned upside down, and he was firmly bound by Celia.

"ended."

The super-large Rasengan directly pressed Ivan's body into the soil. The violent energy collision burst out, causing the entire earth to gradually crack.

The smoke and dust cleared, leaving only Celia standing alone in the huge pit, looking up at the sky.

"After all, he's just a newbie who just started learning magic. There's no way he can beat me..."

"Soleiwado Kana."

A familiar voice interrupted Celia's MVP result screen. Ivan, who was supposed to be torn to pieces in the ground, reappeared beside the deep pit, and not even his clothes were damaged!

"It's too early to say it's over now."

"Huh?" Celie raised her eyebrows in surprise. "I clearly already used the binding magic to control you, and I definitely felt like I hit you."

"The villain died because he talked too much. If you want to know the principle, you can wait until later." Ivan had been preparing this life-saving magic since the beginning when he summoned the Pteranodon. After delaying for so long, he finally cast it.

Once you ensure you are safe enough, some of the more intense moves will naturally be unsealed.

Although his brain and eyes have become innocent because of attending college, he has long forgotten the principles of things like dichroic foil, neutron cannon, antimatter, and quantum superposition, and cannot be reproduced with magic without a deep understanding, but nuclear explosions, which appeared in his daily life, are something he can never forget.

"Fission, uranium-235."

Fulilian (Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 8: Praiseworthy Filial Piety

Under the influence of magic, the uranium-235 nucleus was hit by a neutron, triggering fission. At this moment, the nucleus seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, splitting into two smaller nuclei and releasing two to three neutrons and a large amount of energy.

These newly released neutrons fly out at extremely high speeds, colliding with the surrounding uranium-235 nuclei and forming a chain reaction.

The reaction spreads rapidly like an avalanche. The splitting of each atomic nucleus releases new neutrons and energy, making the entire reaction process extremely fast and intense.

During the reaction, energy is primarily released in the form of gamma rays and heat. Gamma rays, the highest-frequency and most energetic portion of the electromagnetic spectrum, travel through space at the speed of light, carrying the enormous energy generated by nuclear fission. The heat, on the other hand, rapidly heats the materials surrounding the reaction vessel, reaching temperatures of several thousand degrees Celsius.

A mushroom cloud, symbolizing the pinnacle of current human weaponry, bloomed on this ancient battlefield. For Celie, who was at the center of the explosion, the shock was almost beyond human perception.

But she didn't panic at all. Instead, she laughed wildly with excitement. "That's it! That's it!! This is the attack magic I've always dreamed of—"

But her voice did not reach Ivan's ears, and her figure was submerged in endless light and heat.

"Did you win?"

Ivan waited until the dust settled and then reappeared in the huge pit. After a series of tossing and turning, the sand and stones here were directly vitrified due to the high temperature, and the air was full of nuclear radiation, which stung his skin.

He really couldn't imagine that anyone could survive in the center of a nuclear explosion, but the battle had not ended until now, which meant that Celie could still fight.

"I originally thought it was just a boring battle, but you really did bring me enough surprises, Ivan. You successfully caught my attention."

Ivan felt a pat on the shoulder. Turning around, he saw Celia, who was also unharmed, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"If I hadn't prepared the alternate dimension in advance, I would have probably lost. But you don't look like you were transported to an alternate dimension, more like... a projection? I didn't expect you to be able to use magic that only gods can use."

"You can see through this?"

Ivan was completely shocked by Celia. His real body was indeed in a higher-dimensional space, and now it was just a projection, like a two-dimensional black disc, which cast a circular shadow on the paper in the three-dimensional world when illuminated by a lamp. The two looked the same, and no matter what happened to the shadow, it would not affect the real body.

In essence, Ivan did not directly become a high-dimensional creature, but simply existed in a high-dimensional space. However, even so, it was enough to make Celia look at him favorably.

At this time, Ivan suggested: "A nuclear explosion is the strongest attack I can handle. Other attacks like the Big Bang are definitely not usable, and you can't harm me either. How about we call this a draw?"

Celie smiled gently.

"I can't hurt you? That's not necessarily true. You know, when I put my hand on your shoulder just now, it wasn't a sign of intimacy. You're being careless, Ivan. You know, I survived the mythological age. How could I not understand this kind of trick? While it's unlikely to be effective against a god, it's more than enough for you."

【Illusion: Life is like a dream】

A field of azure flowers bloomed amidst the ruins, their pollen glowing in the radiation, like a dream.

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"Ivan! Wake up! The college entrance exam is coming up soon and you're still sleeping in class! Get back and stand there!"

Ivan, whose head was precisely guided by the chalk, opened his eyes drowsily. Through his sleepy eyes, the angry frown of his head teacher gradually became clear.

I picked up my textbook reflexively and stood at the back of the classroom amid the laughter of my classmates, staring blankly at the blackboard in front of me.

It was the rainy season, and there were many people in the classroom. The air was very humid and stuffy. Standing by the window in the corner, he felt more comfortable, and Ivan fell asleep against the wall again.

At the turn of spring and summer, people often dream, and from time to time, they see scenes from the past. Sometimes it's the afternoon campus, the cacophony of cicadas in my ears, the figures of people in their blue and white striped uniforms all around me, and the path home from school is strewn with petals and specks of light.

A gentle breeze blew, spots of light flickered, and the outlines of dreams flickered. Sometimes it was an alley at dusk, with long telephone poles stretched out in the setting sun. I imagined finishing my homework and playing by the fountain with the little dolphin sculpture, the smell of smoke from the neighbor's house lingering in my nose.

However, all this is just a dream after all, and there will always be a time to wake up. The dinner bell rang, the charge horn sounded, and the messy footsteps brought noise to the whole building, and Ivan gradually woke up.

He seemed to have forgotten something in his sleep, his head was dizzy, and there were only some messy and meaningless fragments of memory.

What should I do next... Oh, I should go to the cafeteria to eat. I hope the cafeteria lady's hands will shake less today.

Ivan suppressed the feeling of discomfiture in his heart and prepared to go eat, but before leaving the classroom, he found that there was a girl sitting quietly in the corner reading a book.

Her fingers were slender and dexterous, gently turning the pages of the book, making a rustling sound. The most eye-catching thing was her long, bright and smooth golden hair, which was almost impossible to see in a high school in a small county town.