Reincarnation Band Magician

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"Let me slow down a bit."

"My old bones are not doing well."

“I almost thought I was going to die there…”

After all, it is a dragon, the monster with the highest racial stats, and the difference between it and ordinary monsters is like that between humans and demons.

"Thanks to it for eating so much."

"Yes."

Qing recalled the knowledge in the book, "The dark dragon must have built a nest in there. Dragons will pile up magical objects together, so theoretically they won't destroy anything, but..."

Whenever I feel like grinding my teeth, I just find something to chew.

"I'm ready, let's go check it out."

The old magician sat up, feeling extremely calm at this moment.

After resting for a while, they walked through the corridor and headed to the deepest part of the ruins, ready to witness what the builders of the ruins left for future generations.

There is a huge room inside, where the dragon's lair is located, with messy wood, jewels that exude a magical aura, magic tools, and magic books...

"It's none of these."

"This is what the dragon collected. The things in the ruins are not here."

Fulilian took a quick look and confirmed that there was nothing she was looking for inside. After all, they were all things from three to five hundred years ago.

Perhaps, this dragon is also a homebody, busy sleeping and eating these years.

So where is the stuff here?

There were no sophisticated mechanisms. They saw a map marked in Elvish on the ground, with clear directions pointing ahead.

Using magic that ignites fire, light shines through, revealing a difficulty more challenging than the Dark Dragon—a crystal wall.

The flames flickered, and the brilliant colors swayed with them.

Qing, Fulilian and the old magician, who were aware of this, fell silent.

The soldier and Xiaoxiang thought it was a trap and knocked on the wall.

"No exit? This should be the deepest part of the ruins."

"Let's blow this up," Xiaoxiang raised his wand and gestured, then saw a blurry shadow behind the transparent crystal. "Wait, it seems like everything is inside?"

From the perspective of refraction, at least, there is one meter.

So thick.

"Yes, this wall is the treasure and the magic book."

"It's truly the Wall of Sighs," the old magician raised his hand and knocked on it, looking at the young people. "The method to remove the crystal magic is very simple, just inject magic power, but compared to the amount applied..."

Too much bigger.

Inject magic, that's all.

The magician input half of the remaining magic power, and an area on the crystal wall that was only the size of a palm and half the thickness of a palm turned back into stone. He took out a dagger and smashed it, and the broken stones fell down, but the crystal below was intact.

The warrior tried to swing his sword.

"clang--"

My hand hurt from the shock, but it was like chopping at metal, leaving not even a scratch.

"this?"

"How about using magic?"

"Same here. Magical power will be absorbed, making the technique unstable and its power reduced. Physically, these crystals are equivalent to magic-sealing ores without any magic-sealing effect."

Fulilian explained, "If this magic could be understood and applied in battle, the master of this place would no longer be known as the 'Crystal Thief', but at least a great magician."

"exactly."

"Using only magic is too much!"

It's simply discrimination against soldiers.

But I can only feel helpless and furious.

Fulilian could even imagine the expression of that annoying magician before he died - I told you to catch me when I was alive, now just dig here for me obediently, hahaha!

Xiangzi started to think and changed his direction of thinking.

When the door is strong, tear down the wall; when the wall is strong, tear down the house.

After she proposed this idea, everyone started to try it.

Of course not.

It's like hollowing out a big stone, putting things in it and then sealing it up. It's actually a cube.

"There were still many magics that could repair cracks in that era. It was still a strange magic that was successful even though the principles were unclear. It was the same no matter which side it was on."

Fulilian looked at the old magician, "It looks like it will take a long time."

"I will hire a magician. It's just magic power, it's not difficult."

"Or try something else."

The elf said, raising his hand and injecting magic power.

Only half a finger's width of white appeared on it, but after poking it, it was deep enough to put a finger in.

"If we can control the magic power and go deeper, it will be much faster. If we can control the magic power outside the body, it will be enough for us, but it is difficult for humans to do so, especially when this crystal actively absorbs magic power..."

Magic power is like smoke. Once it leaves the body and the wand, it will sway and float without the constraints of magic.

They might only need a hole the size of a head, but the area where the magic power spreads is at least ten times the size of the head.

Thinking of this, the elf was stunned and looked at Qing.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi came over and said, "Then let me try."

He reached out and touched Fulilian's position, injected magic power into it, and then drew his sword and slashed at her—

"clang!"

The sword is broken.

After all, after so many battles, this sword, the best in the city's blacksmith shop, had a record that was inconsistent with its quality, and it had come to the end of its life.

Ching lovingly put away the old friend he had been with for half a year, and reached his hand in until his entire hand was buried in the wall.

"It's pretty easy. This way, we can get it before tomorrow morning."

Thousand-year-old magician: 109. Magic that creates a flower field

In case they got trapped, they brought a few days' worth of supplies and stayed in the deepest part of the ruins.

Qing is responsible for going deeper, while others assist in expanding the space.

Now I really became a miner.

It is impossible to observe the time in the ruins. Those who don't stay up late can roughly estimate based on the time they feel sleepy that it is probably dawn.

He slept to restore his magic power. During this process, other people injected magic power into him. Then he woke up and continued to explore further.

The cycle is about five hours, which is actually not too tiring.

The fifth time, there was no more feeling of magic being drained away in front of me, and I reached the gap.

A flat hole appeared on the crystal, narrow but large enough to get the magic book.

"worn out."

Flillian raised her wand. "That's how I get it..."

I used the traction magic, but the book didn't move and the magic dissipated.

"It seems that if you want to crawl into this hole, you need a thin person."

She looked at a few people.

Xiangzi coughed modestly with his chest hunched.

Pass.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged soldier who was eating raised his arms to the side, revealing his huge biceps and pectoral muscles that were bigger than the two women combined.

The old man threw his coat aside, revealing his latissimus dorsi muscles, which were bulging and as thick as marble, under his vest.

Nagasaki Kiyoya...of course he didn't do anything.

He didn't. The magic enhancement had no effect on his body at all, and the subsequent training only made him look much stronger.

Under the gaze of several people, he pulled his clothes together. As an ordinary male high school student, he had never experienced showing his body in public and was a little scared.

Finally, he came.

After all, Fulilian is a girl, and it would be indecent to squeeze her.

There were only two books inside, and Qing took them out. One was what the old man needed, and the other was the reward that Fulilian wanted.

It may record the theory of nature transformation. If Fulilian's magic is perfected, they can break free from the limitations of memory.

After getting it, the old magician took a deep breath, prepared for the worst, and flipped it over.

"Huh, I finally got it."

It was indeed that magic, the full name of which was "The magic that turns dead objects into crystals."

"Go out and take a look."

"That's right, this is not a place to learn magic."

The old magician touched the ancient book lovingly. The pages that had been treated with magic potions had not been damaged even after a thousand years.

Now, he wants to find a more ceremonial time and place.

……

I fell asleep as soon as I went out and stayed asleep until the afternoon.

After getting up, I started packing up. The task here was completed and I could leave.

All personal belongings and used mattresses and quilts need to be put away or cleaned away. Other than that, there is nothing else to pack, just like when staying in a hotel.

Walking out of the camp and breathing in the southern winter air, Qing felt refreshed.

He was the first one here.

The two over there were already moving around, and the sounds of the older man exercising could be heard in the distance.

I don’t know if the old man hadn’t slept or had woken up early out of excitement. He sat there holding the magic book with a distant look in his eyes.

"Awake, Brother Qing. You worked really hard yesterday."

"Fortunately, this level is nothing. Besides, the ruins are very interesting."

"Is it interesting? It's really hard for my old bones..."

The old magician couldn't help but laugh as he recalled the monsters, the bleak environment and the ferocious monsters.

"Ah, that's interesting."

It made him miss the past.

"Do you want to see this magic?"

"Ah."

He handed the book over. "I learned it this morning after I showered and changed my clothes, but the only objects I can use it on are flower petals."

There was a cart next to them, and I didn't know if it was supplies sent by others or they bought them.

There are many flowers.

The old magician grabbed one and used magic.