Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 880 Subversive projection magic
Her beauty is like twinkling stars. Not only is her appearance breathtaking on the outside, but the unique charm exuding deep inside is irresistible.

Her every frown, every move, every move seems to be telling endless stories, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"She is so beautiful." One of the reincarnators couldn't help but admire, his eyes sparkling with astonishment, as if he was bewildered by Medea's beauty.

"Yeah, it's like walking out of a painting."

Another reincarnation echoed, with an expression of obsession on his face, as if he had been conquered by Medea's beauty.

This group of reincarnations originally came to complete their mission, but the appearance of Medea made them change their original intentions. They were attracted by Medea's beauty and even began to hesitate to kill her.

After all, it would be a pity for such a beautiful woman to die like this.

"How about we stop killing her just yet?"

One of the reincarnations made this suggestion, with a hint of hesitation and reluctance in his tone.

"Yes, we can sign a contract to become her master, so that she can be used by us."

Another reincarnation also agreed with this idea, his eyes flashed with greed, as if he had seen a bright future using Medea's power.

They began to discuss how to deal with Medea. Although they knew that Medea was a powerful magician and possessed great power, they also believed that as long as they could master her power, they could use her to do whatever they wanted.

However, little did they know that Medea was not a woman who gave in easily. Although she fell to the ground, seemingly unable to resist, her heart was full of determination and courage.

As she listened to the discussions of these reincarnators, a strong anger surged in her heart. She had a strong dislike for these men who intended to take advantage of her, and naturally classified them into the category she hated.

"The result is still the same."

"Deported arbitrarily."

"Being taken advantage of."

"Despised as a traitor."

"I obviously just want to... return to my hometown."

These last words make people wonder why the world is so unfair to her. Obviously you can give everything for love, but in the end it is as empty as a bamboo basket for water.

First he was abandoned by his hometown, then by his beloved, and finally he could only wander. Even if he was summoned by the Holy Grail and given a second life, he was on his way out. Am I going to die alone this time too?

Just when the reincarnations were about to take Medea away, they suddenly heard a whistling sound. Before they could react, the flying sword penetrated their bodies and pinned them to the ground.

Medea looked at all this in surprise. She saw a man walking over with his hands in his pockets. This man was dressed in black, with a stern face and a sharp light in his eyes.

There was a powerful aura about him that made people shudder.

"Projection magic?"

Medea narrowed her eyes slightly and quickly identified the essence of these swords with her profound knowledge of magic. This is a magic that uses magic to materialize mirror images and imitations of objects that exist (or once existed) in reality. The principle of this magic is to condense magic power into an appearance similar to the real thing, but since its essence is composed of magic power, it cannot be realized for a long time.

Once the magic power is exhausted or the projected object has a flaw, it will quickly dissipate. In the magician's world, this kind of projection magic is often seen as a highly ineffective act because all it provides is a fleeting, superficial substitute.

However, the projection magic performed by the young man in black in front of her completely subverted Medea's understanding.

She clearly saw that the swords made of magic were almost as sharp and strong as the real thing. What is even more astonishing is that these swords still maintain a stable form after lasting for a period of time, showing no signs of dissipating.

"You...who are you?"

Medea's eyes were filled with shock and curiosity. As a magician from the Gods, she naturally has a far better understanding of magic than ordinary people. But even she has never seen such magical projection magic.

The reincarnator had completely lost his fighting power at this time. He fell to the ground, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness. He never imagined that he would lose to a seemingly ordinary young man in black.

Chang Wei ignored the reincarnation's gaze. He turned to look at Medea and said lightly: "Do you need help?"

Medea was stunned for a moment. She did not expect that this mysterious young man in black would take the initiative to lend a helping hand to her. In her understanding, magicians often compete with each other and are enemies. But the man in front of him didn't seem to care about this.

She hesitated, but finally nodded. After all, she is now at the end of her rope. If she does not accept this man's help, she may soon disappear from this world.

So, under the leadership of Chang Wei, Medea found a safe house to settle down temporarily.

In the house, Medea began to try to communicate more deeply with Chang Wei.

She wanted to know the origin and purpose of this man, but Chang Wei seemed unwilling to reveal too much. He simply told Medea that he was a magician traveling the world with no particular purpose.

Although Medea was a little disappointed, she also understood that everyone has their own secrets and privacy. She no longer asked about Chang Wei's affairs, but began to pay attention to her own situation.

She knew that her current situation was very bad, and if she didn't find a solution as soon as possible, she might soon be in danger again. So she decided to seek help from Chang Wei.

"I...I want to sign a contract with you."

Medea took courage and said. She knew what this meant, but she had no other choice.

Chang Wei did not show any surprise when he heard this. He seemed to have expected Medea to make such a request.

"Are you sure? Signing a contract is no small matter."

Chang Wei said.

Medea nodded and said, "I'm sure. I believe you can help me get through this difficulty."

Chang Wei saw this and said nothing more. He stretched out his hand and touched Medea's palm. A strange magic wave rippled between the two of them, as if something was quietly changing.

After the contract was signed, Medea immediately felt a huge amount of magic power pouring into her body.

(End of this chapter)