Surprised me into a goddess of light

"But if you lose, don't bring it up again."

I nodded, picked up the magic book on the coffee table, stood up and said, "That's it, see you tomorrow on the field."

Izayo watched me enter the room, then turned his head, his face was reddish, and he was absorbed in the teacup.

After a long time, she closed her eyes, calmed down a little, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

In the room, I was lying on the bed, thinking about tomorrow's strategy against the enemy.

After much deliberation, facing a powerful swordsman like Izayoi who cultivates both magic and martial arts and possesses sword intent, it is very difficult to win.

Sighing, I turned to the last few pages of 167 Exercises of Magic.

Since the beginning of school, I have been practicing this book intermittently, and the difficulty becomes more and more difficult as it goes on, but I am still about to finish it now.

This early book by Dean Xavier not only allowed me to learn a lot of skills, but also helped me improve the accuracy of my magic structure, and the magic I used was faster and stronger.

As for tomorrow, I can only say that I will do my best.

I read the book for a while, and then took out the small iron box Sullivan gave me from the ring.

At that time, Sullivan told me that although this small iron box can exercise mental power, it is very dangerous and must not be used before the second level.

Now, I have broken through to the second level.

Then let's see what's so special about this iron box.

Chapter 130

At the other end of the dark vortex, I sat up and raised the small iron box in my right hand.

"Magic power ban, release!"

The rich magical power turned into a transparent flame, rising from my palm, completely enveloping the small iron box.

On the small iron box, the precision magic circle that I once set up quietly emerged, burning peacefully in the flames, disintegrating into the most basic elemental particles.

Then, an extremely secretive and deep breath came out from the small iron box, and it suddenly became very light, losing all its weight.

I put down my hand, and the small iron box was gently suspended in the air.

Strange fluctuations came from the iron box, which aroused my thoughts and thoughts, and made me want to open it very much.

Compared with when I first entered school, my strength has been greatly improved, far surpassing the average second-tier magician.

So when I came into contact with this breath at this moment, my thinking fluctuated very little, and my mental power fluctuations were also very stable.

My eyes fell on the small tin box.

This iron box is no different from what I first saw. It has the same no decoration, no magic pattern, and looks ordinary, but it emits a deep black light after there is no magic power to block it.

I watched silently for five seconds.

Unreal, hazy, ethereal, and dead.

Just like the first time I saw it in Sullivan's collection room, I noticed that my mind was gradually emptying out and my thinking was gradually becoming silent.

Ordinary people, or mages whose mental power is below the second level, will probably be completely attracted by the iron box, immersed in it, and see the death of thinking all the time, and lose their subjective consciousness.

Fortunately, at this time, I have reached the basic mental strength conditions, and have a more advanced consciousness and perception. When the thinking is not too deep, I can get out independently.

I closed my eyes and got out of the trance just now.

Well, in the illusory and ethereal state just now, my mental strength has indeed increased a bit.

After only five seconds of visualization, I found that my mental strength has improved, which shows that the effect of the small iron box is very good.

Just what is the principle?

I frowned slightly, wanting to analyze the silent aura above the small iron box, it is not enough to just taste it briefly, at least a long time of visualization is needed to deeply understand the changing process of spiritual power.

But that would be very risky, and it would be cool if you got stuck.

[On the eve of the finals of the magic contest, Helen Eve became mentally disturbed because of her magic research. Countless people cried bitterly. The academy lost a great genius...]

I don't want to see this kind of coverage in the Apocalypse Times.

Just when I was about to ask Izayoi for help, I suddenly remembered that I had contracted a summoned beast, and it happened to be the magic snow heron who was good at spiritual power.

A spiritual link passed, and the snow egret body in the jacket got out by itself and floated onto my shoulder.

I put in a simple command and set an alarm for 10 minutes.

Moreover, in the event of an accident, the Snow Heron avatar next door to Izayoi would be contacted immediately.

Then, I turned my attention to the small iron box again.

One second, two seconds...

Silently, that mysterious emptiness came again.

This time I did not divert my gaze, but let the breath of the small iron box intrude, trying to maintain clarity.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

In mid-air, the black light of the small iron box became deeper and deeper, and my consciousness sank deeper and deeper. If I hadn't possessed a thinking ability far beyond ordinary people, I'm afraid I would have fallen into it and couldn't turn back.

7st minute!

This level of illusory atmosphere has surpassed the limit that human beings can bear. It is estimated that Sullivan and Xavier have not watched for so long.

The room was extremely peaceful, and I forced myself to maintain my self-awareness, but I was on the verge of laxity, about to fall asleep, and had a dream-like trance.

My breathing became more and more even, and in the middle of the haze, an impulse suddenly surged in my heart, which became stronger and stronger, and I wanted to reach out and touch this small iron box.

I slowly raised my hand, and lightly touched the body of the small iron box with my fingertips.

hum!

My blond hair moved without wind, and my spiritual sense suddenly tightened, and the black light of the small iron box quickly filled the air, covering me and the snowy egret on my shoulder at the same time.

Oops!

Even the Snow Heron was affected!

The half-dream and half-awake state was extremely slow, and as soon as my bad feeling arose, I was completely enveloped by the dim black light.

The temperature of the room dropped sharply, and in my unique perception, the surrounding "space" was slowly expanding and becoming very "thick".

In the blink of an eye, darkness surrounds me.

In the darkness, many places are indistinct, and there seem to be countless unspeakable dangerous creatures hiding behind.

My mind woke up from the daze, and only then did I realize that the bed, room, and the snowy heron wrapped in black light with me had all disappeared.

In the boundless darkness, a dark flame quietly emerged.

The flame slowly rotated, and there were liquid-like black symbols on it, swirling and flowing, and gradually turned into a huge deep vortex.

I stood up and stared at the vortex, always feeling as if there was something staring at me from the dark vortex.

While the flames were flickering, there was an erratic and suspicious voice coming from inside the vortex.

"...Helena?"

His pronunciation is an extremely ancient language, which has never been recorded in the history of the mainland. It is estimated that no one in Valoran can understand it, and only I can understand it under the language proficiency bestowed by the Creator God.

Moreover, this syllable is exactly the name of the goddess of light.

Who is on the other side of the vortex?

I frowned slightly, my thoughts were full of thoughts, and I didn't reply for a while.

The voice laughed lowly, with a remote and ethereal meaning, and continued to speak in the ancient language.

"Helena, silence is useless, I am too familiar with your breath, I know you are outside."

"I really didn't expect that after so many years, you are still alive and willing to visit my old friend."

old friend?

Is this being also a god?Didn't it mean that all the gods in Noah's world disappeared?Is there one hidden here?

I suppressed the shock in my heart and remained silent.

Seeing that I was silent, the voice in the vortex sighed slightly, and continued: "Who would have thought that Noah's promise would be such an absurd lie, Yatos, Bingyi, Haier, they are all dead, what is the difference between the gods? What's the point of the battle?"

His tone was self-deprecating, and he said, "Helena, the age of the gods has passed, and the hostility between us should have ended long ago."

"Times have changed, and now I only have a remnant soul left, so you don't have to be vigilant about what I do."

"Too long, really long."

"Even in deep sleep, I am completely tired of this feeling of emptiness and loneliness, this life of powerlessness."

"Take me out of here and see what Noah looks like now. Even if I don't live long, at least I can catch up with you."

Having said that, the voice in the vortex was temporarily silent, as if waiting for my reply.

I stared at the whirlpool, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Who are you?"

Chapter 130

Bright Divine Power "Who am I?"

The voice of the man just now came from the dark vortex, with a puzzled tone.

"...Who am I, you ask?"

He repeated, murmuring: "Helena..."

The air became inexplicably oppressive.

I stared at the quietly burning pitch-black flame, and faintly felt a frenzied and irritable aura.

A low laugh came from the vortex.

Then, the existence in the whirlpool seemed to think of something happy, and laughed uncontrollably.

In the silent dark space, the laughter grew louder and echoed non-stop.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

He laughed more and more freely, and the more he laughed, the more painful he became, gradually becoming hysterical and laughing wildly with all his strength.

After a long time, He stopped laughing, but his voice was no longer as calm as before, but with a hint of pain and madness.

"......Knew it."

"The world has never needed gods. All the gods are dead, even me. How could he let you go?"

"You are not you, and I am not me..."

"Ha ha......"

His voice became hoarse and chaotic, as if he was out of control, sometimes he laughed lowly, sometimes he muttered, and babbled with unknown meaning.

I can't understand it at all.

Then, an extremely cold and terrifying aura came from the vortex, permeating the entire dark space.

This breath is like the most terrifying cold wave in an extremely dark abyss, spreading death and fear.

In just two seconds, I felt my body stiff and uncontrollable.

I subconsciously gathered light elements and fire elements, trying to cast light purification and flame magic, but found that I couldn't mobilize any magic power.

It is as if a high-level magic seal has been applied to the body, and all the magic power is imprisoned in the body, unable to escape a single bit.

Perceiving the surrounding space, my expression changed slightly.

At the moment of the dark cold wave, the six elements of light, wind, fire, water, earth, and thunder all disappeared!

Only the boundless, dark and profound dark elements, so thick that they almost turned into substance, filled the entire space.

And I don't have dark element affinity, which means I can't use any magic, and I can't use my strength.

This situation is simply a magician's nightmare.

The existence in the vortex is still talking non-stop, the cold breath is getting heavier, and my blond hair is covered with black frost.

My mind turned sharply, and I asked with some difficulty: "How can I take you out of here?"

However, He just smiled lowly, mixed with some messy noises, and did not respond substantively.

I can't move my body, the frost has already flowed along the blond hair, climbed up my face and arms, and is still spreading.