Surprised me into a goddess of light

In the sky, every detection turned exactly one second before I passed, and every trap left exactly the moment I stepped on it. It seemed that any part of the ancient building could be a place for me to set foot on, but this was only deduced in advance the result of.

The silver-haired figure in black was speeding between floors and walls at high speed. It took only five seconds to bypass hundreds of detection traps and reach the highest floor of the ancient building.

I held the magic power with one hand, and pressed it against the vertical wall like a strong adhesive. In front of me was an unlocked quaint wooden window.

Although it is not locked, there is a hazy light and shadow like the sky on the sixth floor covering the window, and there is no doubt that it cannot be pushed open directly.

Fortunately I was prepared.

In the space of consciousness, the galaxy seal of the God of Light suddenly lit up, and the silver pupils flashed a hint of extreme brightness.

"Bright divine power, magical power is banned!"

The effect of the magic ban is to suppress certain elements within a certain range, making them unable to function, and the divine power of light, as the most powerful energy in the world, can naturally ban all elements in the world.

At this moment, the magic restriction of the entire Ancient Secret Ritual Building was paralyzed, and the hazy light and shadow on the window froze for a second before dissipating.

I took the opportunity to open the window and lightly landed on the ground. At the same time, I ended the mobilization of divine power in the consciousness space, and the hazy light and shadow covering the seventh floor reappeared.

I stood up, the seventh floor was dark in the middle of the night, only the light behind me reflected a subtle light, allowing me to see my surroundings clearly.

Surrounding it is a huge library, the bookshelves are full of all kinds of ancient magic books, it seems that it has not been cleaned for a long time, and the covers are full of dust.

This is the seventh floor?It looks like a deserted magic reading room, nothing special.

I slowly explored around the bookshelf, and found that it was even bigger than I imagined, with an area of ​​nearly a thousand square meters, all of which were neat rows of bookshelves.

Why did the main mission ask me to destroy this place?

I decided to go through the entire seventh floor. Anyway, with the power of light, it is impossible for normal students to destroy this building easily. For me, as long as I turn on the goddess mode and bomb it with divine power, I can clear the level in minutes up.

I held my breath, walked lightly, and walked along the bookshelf to the center of the floor. In the silence, I could even hear my very slight heartbeat.

After walking for about 1 minute, I stopped suddenly.

Because I vaguely heard a second heartbeat.

I slowly approached the source of the sound, and the heartbeat gradually became more obvious, strong and powerful, and the heart rate was too fast, much more than my movement.

With my sense of hearing, I can hear clearly from a distance of more than ten meters.

I hid behind the bookshelf, poked out half of my head, looked towards the sound, and saw a figure wearing a mask and covered in black, bending over and walking towards me.

Who is this person, have you found me?

No, it might just be on the way, he was going this way.

I leaned against the bookshelf, listening to the sound of my heartbeat approaching, my body tensed up, and my mind concentrated, I slowly took out the black sword in the ring, and made a ready posture for fighting, no matter who the opponent was, I had to control him immediately.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

The opponent is getting closer and closer, and the magic ban is ready to go. However, just when I was about to make a move, a drop of water suddenly fell on the back of my sword-holding hand.

pat~

My pupils shrank suddenly, and I felt an oppressive cold air enveloped me.

It was very cold, and the blood in his body seemed to have condensed into ice slag, making it difficult to move, and the water droplets on the back of his hand turned into ice shards the moment they bounced off.

An illusory phantom figure appeared behind me at some point, with a ferocious face, claws on both hands, glowing with a faint blue cold light, stabbing at my heart.

Such a powerful chill, if stabbed, can freeze the heart in an instant, turning the whole person into an ice sculpture.

I didn't care about the heartbeat that was about to pass by, the fire element of the sun's holy fire physique covered the whole body, instantly dispelling the chill, the black sword in my hand was also covered with the fire element, and slashed behind me.

Puff, there was a scorching sound like melting snow, the hands of the ghost figure were melted instantly, and immediately a blazing flame burst out, enveloping it completely.

The ghost figure let out an invisible scream, and quickly sprang out the flames, but its body had already shrunk by more than half a circle.

That heartbeat realized that there was someone here, and quickly backed away to hide.

Now that I've been exposed, I simply don't hide anymore, and raise the flaming black sword to look at the attacker.

It was a ghost floating in the air, and under the light of the fire, it was looking at me resentfully.

But after seeing her face clearly, I was shocked.

"Fentin?"

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Ghosts Ghosts, also known as necromancers, are special souls created by necromancers to reconstruct their forms with curses and survive independently of the world.

It sounds similar to 'Undead', but it's actually very different.

The ghost is the soul after the death of the living body. It is essentially the aggregation of "dark + fire" necromantic elements. Made by corroding the body, it inherited the physical fitness and most of the natural abilities of the deceased, and its strength depends more on the strength of the deceased himself during his lifetime.

Of course, it will also be affected by the strength of the necromancer, but generally speaking, the ghost is more autonomous, and its form can be called a 'ghost'.

A chill rose from the bottom of my heart. I ran into a ghost in the abandoned library at night, and suddenly I was a little apprehensive. The cold feeling spread all over my body, as if I was caught by something around my neck, and it was difficult to breathe.

If it's just my own will, the 'ghost' is nothing. Although I am afraid, I can treat it normally, but this body seems to be born afraid of ghosts. The moment I saw Fentin clearly, I started to fear, my limbs became stiff, and His whole body went limp, and his heartbeat accelerated several times in just a few seconds.

Had the Goddess of Light ever been frightened by ghosts?How can gods be afraid of ghosts!

At the same time of fear, my heart is very heavy. The existence of Fentin proves that my previous memory is true, at least not completely false, but she now exists in the form of a ghost, which means that she is dead and killed by a necromancer After death, the soul after death will be played with.

I put down the black sword, put my trembling right hand into my cuff, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Fentin, do you still remember me?"

Fentin's illusory face showed a trace of bewilderment, as if he was thinking about something. My heart moved, and the undead spirits that are not under control have the ability to think. Maybe I can find some clues from her.

But before there was any joy, strange red lights suddenly flashed everywhere on the seventh floor.

Wisps of dark red energy rose from the surrounding books and bookshelves, circling and poured into Fentin's body, causing her spirit body, which had been burnt and shattered by the flames, to recover quickly, her fusing hands grew back, and her aura became stronger. Reached the third level.

Correspondingly, Fentin's expression became ferocious again, and he looked at me fiercely.

"Aura of dark and fire elements, necromancer magic circle?"

I frowned, and the entire seventh floor was actually equipped with a high-level necromantic circle, which continuously provided Fentin with energy. If the magic circle was not destroyed, Fentin would become stronger and stronger.

The academy didn't realize that there was a necromancer circle hidden on the seventh floor?Or, was this originally arranged by the academy?

Is this why the main mission wants me to destroy the ancient building?

"Damn, damn, damn..."

A hoarse girl murmured. I stared at the ghost Fentin whose lips opened and closed. I could tell that it was her voice, but she didn’t have a body or vocal cords now. How did she vibrate the air to form sound waves?

But now is not the time to pursue these details, because the ghost Fentin has recovered his body, turned into a red light, and swooped towards me with terrifying momentum.

"To die, to die, to die!"

The ear-piercing scream resounded through the eardrums, and my mind froze. I was about to construct the magic, but suddenly found that my body was so stiff that I couldn't move at all.

Oops, I can't lift my hand, the magic power in my body is very slow, and the light shield technique I prepared before is too late to be instant.

My face became even paler, and my heartbeat was so fast that it almost broke the threshold. I didn't expect this body to be so afraid of ghosts, that it couldn't even construct magic normally.

In a critical moment, the ring on my right hand flashed with light, and a pure white scroll appeared in my hand. It was the fourth-order scroll, the Holy Light Shield. Although it was too late to construct the magic, it was still possible to tear the scroll apart.

However, just before I was about to tear the scroll apart, a huge flame struck from the side and hit the ghost Fentin in a straight line, knocking her figure away.

A figure in black took the opportunity to jump out, pulled me and ran away.

I struggled to move my feet, turned my eyes to look at him, and said jerky: "X...Xavier? Why are you here?"

It turned out that the heartbeat just now was him, but with Xavier's ability, how did he break through the blockade and reach the seventh floor?

Xavier said while running: "Don't worry about it so much, get rid of this ghost first, they all have a fixed area of ​​activity, and they won't chase too far."

The two ran quickly for more than a minute, but the ghost Fenting did not catch up.

I stopped, because the body affected by the ghost slowly returned to normal, and my heartbeat gradually calmed down. Looking at Xavier who was nervous and panting, I said helplessly, "On your level? How did you get to the seventh floor?"

"Huh? At my level, who just saw a ghost and couldn't even move?"

I snorted softly and shook the scroll in my hand: "It was an accident just now. I didn't have time to prepare for the unexpected situation. It won't be like this again. Besides, even if you don't come, I can still take Fentin away." Get rid of."

Xavier looked at the cover of the fourth-order scroll: "It's amazing to be rich? It's just a scroll, why do you say it so fresh and refined."

"Heh, I can abuse you a thousand times without a scroll, so answer my question first."

Xavier said: "I came here during the day, and used the coordinates to shuttle for more than one meter on the sixth floor, and went directly to the seventh floor."

"Coordinate shuttle?"

I was slightly startled, did Xavier learn space magic at this point in time?

Xavier raised his chin and nodded to confirm my thoughts: "The combination of the four elements of earth, wind, water and fire, and the insignificant space magic, your practice manual is really a secret book of magic, and I based it on that research."

His tone seems flat, but anyone can see that he is very proud now. After all, space magic requires the affinity of four elements. This alone has eliminated 99.99% of magicians, and Xavier happens to be one in a million. One, the affinity needs of space magic seem to be tailored for him.

I spent the whole night without eating or drinking. Although I only managed to prepare for one hour, traveled more than one meter, and consumed [-]% of the magic power in my body, Xavier was quite satisfied.

"By the way, did you call that ghost 'Fentin'? Is she the spirit girl in your memory?"

"What kind of spiritual girl, it's Fentin, a magic student of the spiritual department, that's her."

Xavier pondered: "Then the things in your memory are real? It turns out that my memory has been changed."

Seeing the ghost on the seventh floor with his own eyes, Xavier also began to doubt the truth of the matter.

"probably."

I looked towards the place I came from: "There is a huge necromancer circle on the seventh floor, and such a ghost is hidden, doesn't the college know? But the magic movement just now, someone should come soon, I still want to Concealing identity..."

"No one will come."

Xavier has a serious expression: "I noticed before that the light and shadow covering the seventh floor is not just as simple as blocking entry, it blocks all the magic fluctuations on the entire seventh floor, that is to say, what happened here , the outside world can’t detect it at all, and even if you want to pass on the news, you can’t get it out.”

"If you have no way to leave, you can only wait for me to recover my magic power tomorrow morning, use the coordinates to shuttle down, and then find the Dean of Hebrew to rescue you. Although the ghost group here is dangerous, as long as you escape in time, there is no big threat."

My face turned pale: "Ghost group? You mean, Fentin is not the only ghost here?"

Could it be that many students have been killed like Fenting?

Xavier nodded seriously: "There are at least a few hundred of them, and I have encountered quite a few."

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The ghost group I walked in the direction of Fentin: "I'll go back and find Fentin to find out what happened."

Xavier quickly stood in front of me and stopped him: "You don't want to die, that guy has no self-awareness now, and there is no point in looking for her. If you attract a group of ghosts, you won't even be able to run away."

The experience of being frightened by ghosts was very bad, and I was also in a bad mood. The black sword pointed at Xavier, and said coldly: "Don't talk so much nonsense, I didn't let you follow, you just find a corner to recover your magic power , go downstairs by yourself tomorrow morning."

Xavier glanced at the black sword in front of his chin and said, "I don't want to bother you, but if something happens to the elf saintess here, the college must be in trouble, and I must be in trouble too. People from the supervisory committee and the elf empire must Find me."

"You also met that ghost just now. You may have a way to deal with a third-order ghost, but what if a group of ghosts come? Besides, you are still afraid of ghosts."

It’s okay not to say the last sentence, but I’m angry at the mention of being afraid of ghosts. It’s really unacceptable that a staunch socialist successor like me in my previous life would be afraid of such illusory things.

My face was frosty, and I slowly pressed the black sword against his neck: "Just because you want to stop me?"

Xavier didn't dodge or evade, with an expression of death: "I can't stop it, I will always try."

"is it?"

I suddenly withdrew my sword, took a step forward, leaned forward, and quickly approached Xavier's face, looking at him very closely with a pair of silver eyes.

Xavier was taken aback, his head was thrown back suddenly, and he jumped back a step: "What are you doing?"

I sneered and didn't speak, and continued to take a step forward, while Xavier stepped back quickly, turned his face to avoid my sight, and was forced back dozens of steps by me, and hit the bookshelf with a bang.

"That's it?"

I held the black sword around his neck in one hand, patted Xavier's face with the other, and said calmly: "You don't even have the courage to look at me directly, and you want to stop me with bold words, Xiaowei, you are too young."

I have known for a long time that the most powerful thing about this body is not the perfect physique of the six series and the second-level high-level strength, but the perfect and impeccable appearance, especially when dealing with young boys like Xavier.

The young divine body of the Goddess of Light condenses all the pure and beautiful qualities in the world. No one can resist the charm of this body. No one can observe the "Goddess" up close without being moved, including myself.

I put down the black sword, turned around and walked in the direction of Fentin. Behind me, Xavier seemed to be in awe, leaning against the bookshelf with dull eyes, without any reaction for a while.

A few seconds later, he bit the tip of his tongue hard, held down his rapidly accelerating heartbeat, and murmured distractedly: "Is it spiritual magic? I lost my mind. If she wants to kill me, I'm probably dead."

"Don't be charmed, I like Liz, not a ferocious elf, I like Liz, not a ferocious elf..."

I followed the same path and returned to the previous position. The ghost Fentin was still floating in the air.

When she saw me coming, her expression immediately became resentful, as if she had a grudge against me, she swooped down to attack me.

It seems that there is indeed a grudge, I just ruined her two hands, but didn't she provoke me first?And she's grown up now.

I was thinking wildly, while diverting my body's fearful attention, I stretched out my hand, emitting a white light curtain, covering the ghost Fentin.

"The 57th of the chant of the light, the purification of the holy light."