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018, the most proud work

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Gelie might have been too excited, and his voice broke through the ban set by the old madman. Amon couldn't hear the following conversation again, only the two people in the room knew it.

The old madman sat there holding a glass of wine and made a gesture of pressing down the air: "You may not believe it, but when that day really comes, I hope you remember what I said and be prepared for yourself... I won't say that anymore. I have lived in Duke Town over the years and have been in peace with you, and have even helped you some small favors, right?"

Gelie bowed and said, "When I first met you, I was just a level 5 magician. You have never caused any trouble for me. You have also helped me solve the trouble several times and have given me a lot of advice on my magical practice. Otherwise, I would not have advanced to a great magician so smoothly. From a private perspective, I have always been grateful to you, and there is no doubt about this."

The old madman was even humble, and he waved his hand and smiled, "You don't need to be grateful to me for your achievements. I just introduced some of my own experiences and experiences, and you also asked me to check many documents and classics in the temple. I also thank you. But today, how about you asked you to help me?"

Ge Lie was silent for a while before he sighed and replied: "No problem, we all know that the child is innocent. I am afraid that people from the whole continent will know that Dasty is a smart person, and this matter is easy to deal with. The envoy of the royal capital will not come in three days."

The old madman stood up and said, "Then go find him. I will accompany you. He dare not do whatever you want, nor dare to tell what you are doing."

Gelie smiled: "I will naturally not make things difficult for him at that time."

The two were about to go out when the old madman suddenly said, "Gelie, although you don't let me say it, I will mention it again the last time. If a great disaster really comes, I hope you can survive, don't ruin yourself unnecessary, and don't despair about your beliefs. I understand your achievements and you will become a level nine magician."

Gelie stood in front of the door, and was silent for a while before saying, "What else do you have to explain?"

The old madman thought for a while: "If Amon comes back one day, I hope you can comfort him and help him if you allow it."

...

Amon stood in the corner for unknown periods, but suddenly saw the gate of the old madman's house open. The two of them walked out. The guest was an old man with a goatee. The night was not very real, but the old man looked at him, and his eyes in the darkness were quite clear and sharp. Amon was about to take a step, but he couldn't help but stand there without saying a word.

The old madman and Gelie went to the mayor's house, which was the small building where Maria had lived. What were they doing when they went to the mayor so late?

Amon looked at the small building from afar. There seemed to be light on the second floor but it didn't look like lights. Not long after, he suddenly opened his mouth and looked shocked. He clearly saw a figure flying out of the window. The man looked like a big bird, a giant eagle, and a night owl. He rushed into the sky and disappeared into the night. He actually flew out of thin air! He looked very much like the guest Gelie.

...

"Old madman, who is the guest who came today? He can actually fly!" This was what Amon asked. At this time, the old madman had returned from the mayor's house.

The old madman smiled: "What's the matter? I can fly too, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to watch on the battlefield? But I think it's too tired and it's still comfortable to walk... A level 8 magician like me can fly out of thin air without the help of any magical artifacts. In fact, a mid-level magician can fly, but it only needs to use some things."

Amon always knew the habit of speaking to understand it, and asked, "You haven't told me who Gelie is."

The old madman: "Don't worry, you will know who he is sooner or later. If one day you encounter any trouble in the Syrian city-state, you may be able to find him... Amon, is there anything wrong with coming to me at night?"

Amon: "I have passed the test of 'purity of the body'. Generally speaking, I am a second-level warrior, but according to your statement, I should learn second-level magic, but I am not a second-level magician yet. How do I learn it?"

The old madman looked at Amon and pondered: "If my speculation is correct, you are not only a second-level warrior at this time, but you can also learn divine arts and become a second-level magician. Whether this is the case, you can try it yourself."

Amon: "But you haven't taught me the second level magic yet."

The old madman smiled again: "There is no so-called second-level magic, but there are low-level magic. I will teach you almost all. Being able to use a magic technique in combination with different techniques is a qualified first-level magician. You are already outstanding and cannot be more outstanding. Being able to use two different low-level magicians separately to achieve the effect of mutual cooperation and enhancing power is the standard for testing the second-level magician in the temple. You can test yourself. Take this branch back and there are these three divine stones."

The old madman stretched out his hand and pulled out Amon's iron branch from nowhere. He grabbed the other hand and three divine stones of different colors appeared and placed them on the table in front of Amon.

Looking at Amon's shocked look, the old madman smiled again: "The red one is called 'fire elves', the black one is called 'earth of the earth', the white one is called 'wind beauty', and the 'green blue water heart' that has been given to you, there are all four special divine stones. Don't be surprised. A great magician who is over 100 years old has worked as a miner in Duke Town for so many years. It's normal to get these together. Take them by your side, try their own different uses and explore other divine techniques."

Amon thought about it and said that the old madman's words made sense. He was a miner in Duke Town since he was a child. He stayed here for more than a hundred years. As a great magician, it was easy to save up all these things. For people like the old madman, money is not important. It depends on what it is used to. Practicing magical techniques for Amon is the greatest use now.

So Amon did not refuse, carefully picked it up and put it away. He picked up the stick and looked back and forth for a long time, but did not find any changes. It was more like a branch. Seeing that the old madman was not talking and only looked at him with a smile, Amon was also moved and focused on "touching" the stick by awakening his divine power. He felt that there were several places that felt different from before.

So he used his hand to break every twisted joint on the "branch", and finally found that the wood grain-like structure had a very hidden mechanism, which required a lot of strength to open. Amon almost broke his fingers and found four grooves in this fine iron branch, each groove could be inlaid with a magic stone in it.

Amon asked hesitantly: "Is this...magic...scepter?"

The old madman nodded and took the iron branch over and said, "The magician and magician's staff are the same, but as a young low-level magician, you are announcing your identity to everyone with a staff, which is similar to seeking death, so I transformed this iron branch into a staff.

The materials of the entire staff have been changed, but it can be used as a fighting weapon. The place where the divine stone is inlaid is very consuming, and even the divine stone is damaged just to use the complete mineral core shell material to cover it up. It is difficult for a great magician to find it a magical staff. Even if a level nine magician is not careful, I may not find it, as long as you do not use the magical staff to cast magical skills in front of them.

There are five grooves in it. The four hidden grooves on the stick can be inlaid with various divine stones. Of course, you can inlaid all four divine stones, which is the most widely used. There is also the most hidden groove on the head of the stick. Even if you know that if you don’t have the achievements of intermediate warriors and intermediate magicians at the same time, you can’t open it. After I finish the processing, I can’t even open it myself. I’m afraid that only gods can discover it.

If possible, this groove is intended to allow you to inlaid the tears of the gods in the future. If you inlaid the tears of the gods on the staff, then the other four grooves can no longer be inlaid with other divine stones at will. They must be embedded in the blue water heart, the flame elf, the earth's eye, and the wind charm dance in turn. This is the same structure as the staff structure of the guardian goddess Isis, but it looks completely different, and the effects may also be somewhat different.

You know I am a great magician, but you still don't know that I may still be the best craftsman master on this continent. The branch-like thing you hold in your hand is the most proud work in my life."

The old madman finished speaking in one breath, rubbing the sperm with his hands, and a smug expression appeared on his face. Maybe it was because there were too many lice. If an ordinary magician saw these crystals and this staff, his chin would probably fall off. However, Amon was shocked one after another during this period, his nerves were already quite tough, and he was very calm. He stood up and said only three words: "Thank you!"

The old madman waved his hand and said, "We can't tell who should thank who more. It was me who led you to a possible hardest road in this world."

Amon: "So what, do you think I'm not willing? Do you want me to be a miner like my father for the rest of your life, and you can't live without Duke Town. Maybe a finger has been cut off now?"

The old madman looked at Amon, and his eyes seemed to be studying something: "Amon, you are a child who can hide things in your heart, just like this iron branch that can hide the divine stone, which makes people unable to see that it is a magic staff. But you have a question hidden in your heart for a long time. Let me tell you what you see today. I can understand the eyes of these divine stones."

Amon lowered his head and said, "Since that's the case, I asked, the mine core that mined the tears of the gods was borrowed from you by my father. Therefore, I have had so many experiences, and you also said that since the moment I mined the tears of the gods, many things will inevitably happen. Did you do it on purpose? I had known that the mine core was the tears of the gods!"

Amon finally expressed the question that he had been holding in his heart for a long time. The old madman was a little embarrassed by him. He looked down at Jing Tiezhi and said, "Among all the great magicians and great magicians, I should know the best knowledge of divine stone mining. It is impossible for someone to be a miner in Duke Town for more than a hundred years. The mine core is a magical thing. Before it was opened, no one could be sure that there must be a divine stone inside, let alone what kind of divine stone would be inside.

I spent my whole life without fully figuring it out. I just knew that the mine core was different from other mine cores I was familiar with. Then it was probably the tears of the gods that I had never mined before. Lend it to your father, and you opened it, it was indeed the tears of the gods! I was not wrong."

Amon wanted to speak but stopped, "Then why don't you...?"

The old madman took his words and said, "Then why don't I keep it myself? The tears of the gods are no longer of great use to me. Moreover, Bell kidnapped the saint of the Temple of Isis and took away the tears of the gods. In the final analysis, it is my reason. I also added a tear of the gods and a saint... Besides, if you don't let you mine the tears of the gods, how can I follow my plans? You are right, I did it on purpose."

Amon didn't mean to continue asking, but just nodded and said, "Oh, I understand."

The old madman pointed to the black divine stone and said, "The special divine stone has more than one use. For example, this Earth Eye is the best auxiliary object for using earth element divine art. It can also assist certain power-based divine arts, and it can also be used as a carrier of information divine arts. I wrote the divine arts scroll and recorded everything I know in it, and you can slowly read it. But the information divine arts I used has a characteristic. Only when your divine arts have achieved a certain level can you see the content of a certain stage. After reading it, the recorded information will automatically disappear."

Then he pointed to the white divine stone and said, "The Wind Magnificent Dance is not only the best auxiliary object for performing the magic of air, but also one of the best carriers for space magic, but it sometimes needs to be processed. This Wind Magnificent Dance has been in my hands for many years. I have processed it into a space magic weapon, which can hold a lot of things, but now it is empty. If one day you become a level 6 magician and can use the high-level magic of space, you can open it and use it."

Amon interrupted and asked, "Isn't a level six intermediate magician? How could he use high-level magic?"

The old madman smiled: "It is not only high-level magicians who can use high-level magicians. In fact, all kinds of magicians can be used with auxiliary props, and the measurement standard of great magicians is another meaning. In fact, the evaluation standard for a level six magician in the temple is not only to pass the test of "the temptation of the devil", but also to be able to use high-level magicians with props, and to cast at least one high-level magician without any props, etc. It is too early to talk to you about these things. There are information recorded in the Earth Eyes, and you will naturally know when you can see it."

Amon suddenly felt that the old madman's behavior today was a little wrong, as if he wanted to explain everything clearly at once, and he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you today? Am I leaving immediately?"

Old madman: "Poor child, you are so smart. You will be exiled tomorrow morning. Today is your last night in Duke Town! There are a few last things I will explain when I send you away tomorrow. Now I want to ask, have I never said that you are my student, and you have never called me teacher?"

Only then did Amon realize that he had never called a teacher, and he had always called Nietzsche an old madman. It was not because he was disrespectful, but because he had been used to it since he was a child. When he heard this, he knelt down, kissed the soil in front of the old madman's feet, and then said, "Teacher Nietzsche, in my mind, you have long been my teacher, and of course I am your student."

The old madman did not stop Amon from giving the most solemn gift, but instead laughed: "Amon, if one day you can unlock the secrets of the gods and even be called a god, then today's scene must be very memorable or extremely ironic! I have recorded this scene in the eye of the earth. Child, you don't have to call me a teacher. In fact, I don't teach you much, and I don't want you to become my student or another me. I just want you to fulfill my wish. It seems that no one can teach you this and make things difficult for you."

Amon replied respectfully: "I will not forget it."

The old madman seemed to sigh infinitely: "Who can tell me if you forget or not? I recorded two messages in this earth's pupil that will never disappear. One is the scene where you just knelt in front of me and bowed. As for the other one, it is related to Maria, do you want to see it?"

Amon was very curious: "Maria? I want to see!"

The old madman: "You have not practiced the information magic yet, so I will demonstrate it to you first."

Before he finished speaking, Amon saw the black divine stone on the table turning into colorless and transparent, with its edges and corners glowing, forming a dodecahedral crystal light ball. Then the light ball expanded and became larger, and a three-dimensional picture appeared inside, which was a line of cursive script written on the wall - "Amon, my name is Aiko."

Seeing Amon's puzzled expression, the old madman explained with a smile: "That was a line of words written by Maria in her room. She wanted to tell you her name, but she didn't say it, but wrote it in a corner of the room, but then wiped it off. This is probably the last time she used this name and the last time she wrote secular words. Do you think she has forgotten it or is it hard to forget? I'm afraid even the gods can't explain it clearly!"

...

The next day when people were still having breakfast, the bell to summon townsmen to gather in Muyun Temple rang again. When people hurriedly ate the food and rushed to the square in front of the temple, they found that the bell was ringing by Dasty himself. The mayor's expression was very solemn.

Seeing that people were almost here, Mayor Dasti opened a book and said loudly: "Come to the law jointly issued by the Eju Empire and the Kingdom of Hathi. All parts of the Syrian city-state should send warriors to help hunt down the evil magician Bell. His last appearance was in the jungle of the Youdi Valley west of Duke Town of Syrian city-state."

After reading this, Dasti closed the document, paused and said, "Bell is an evil magician. The person who pursued him must be a real warrior. He fled from the Temple of Isis in Eju to the jungle of the Youdi River. Those who can find and destroy him must have received the common blessings of Goddess Isis and Goddess Muyun. Finally, such a warrior appeared in this town. I decided to send him to execute the decrees of the kingdom."
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