If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

hum! !

Before Oort could react, the Thunder had already launched.

The wild and unrestrained torrent of deep purple simulated by magic power hit him directly.

The air screamed because of the vibration of the magic power.

The last time Oort saw this kind of scene was when the Heroic Spirit Summoning Formation appeared.

He subconsciously stretched out his hands to block himself, and at the same time turned sideways, trying to reduce the damage through this useless behavior.

Although it is a useless operation, but this magic can't cause damage in the first place.

The expected explosion did not sound, and the magic brought only strong wind and dazzling light.

It is not much better than ordinary fireworks, to be precise, it should not be as powerful as fireworks.

Because the bursting fireworks can at least pierce clothes and burn Oort.

Oort opened his eyes, stretching his whole body in surprise.

There were no wounds, and even the clothes were not damaged, it was just a little messy by the wind.

"Well, now you understand."

Circe removed the formal attire she was wearing, sat back in her seat calmly, and poured herself a cup of tea.

——Not for Oort.

Forgive, but not quite.

Oort returned to his seat in a daze. What happened just now gave him too much shock, and he needed some time to relax.

Circe didn't continue talking, but just sipped tea silently, looking at his disciple with satisfaction.

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snort!I was taken aback at the beginning, but now it's your turn!

Probably after a cup of tea.

"Damn it! I'm so powerful!"

In the face of such an astonishing fact, Oort no longer cared about his own image.

"The first room was originally an illusion I set up. The three puppies and the conch were used to simulate the appearance and voice of Cerberus respectively, but they happened to meet you, and it turned into a joke."

"No wonder, I'm still wondering why I passed that room so easily, and the original sound disappeared."

"Then I was so angry that I released Cerberus, who was supposed to be the third and last trial."

"Then teacher, I would venture to ask, what should the second trial be? Has anyone reached the third trial?"

"Let's think about it... Either I use the potion 'Shukeon' to make a feast, or I release the wild beasts I raised, choose one of the two!

As for the third trial?Cerberus had never eaten human flesh. "

That means no one passed the first two levels!

Oort wiped off the sweat from his forehead, rejoicing that he was lucky enough to defeat Cerberus.

"Let's forget about the formal attire, whoever made you my disciple, teacher, I will forgive you!"

Oort muttered: "You only forgive me after giving me a shot!"

"Let me teach you some simple magic tricks next, wait, what did you just say?"

"Nothing!! Teacher, teach me magic!"

18. Throw me at Olympos!

Circe's little school of magic has finally begun.

"For you, you don't need to understand things like the magic base, just start learning from the activation process."

Oort listened carefully to the knowledge about the magic activation process.

"The key step of chanting is necessary to activate the magic, it can be a sentence, just like what I did just now.

Of course, an action is also possible, such as clapping hands, snapping fingers and so on.

In short, there must be behaviors that conform to the concept of chant. "

Circe goes out of his way to emphasize this point.

"Then there is the speed of the chant, and the chant is divided into projects and subsections according to the type.

One of the projects takes less than one second, and one section is about ten seconds.

As for the special skill of high-speed oracle, I will teach it to you after a while. "

"..."

After explaining the principle and dismantling the first magic trick, it was almost noon.

"Try it yourself, it should be easier to release the fireball magic."

After all, Circe immediately backed out of the pavilion, and added a magic barrier to herself just in case.

She knew exactly how outrageous things a novice magician could do, and she was such a novice with a lot of magic power.

Thinking of this, she felt unsafe, and blessed herself with a barrier, which could be called fully armed.

"It's time to start!"

Olter nodded, and then began to perform magic in the order recorded.

"Dedicate everything to the goddess!"

I copied my teacher's way of singing, and the magic started.

A fireball with a diameter of three meters appeared in front of Oort out of thin air, and the blazing fire blackened the white pillars of the pavilion.

"Is this magic? It's really amazing!"

Although he has the ability to make crystals that Circe has never mastered, the fireball in front of him is the real magic in Oort's heart.

The halo of flames reflected the handsome face, and the door called magic opened to him.

"Teacher! I succeeded!"

Oort did not forget to share the joy of success with Circe.

It should have been an exciting moment, but instead of a smile on Circe's face, he was full of doubts.

"Strange, why is your fireball so weak?"

She signaled Oort to continue to maintain her magic power, and she approached to observe carefully.

"Teacher, didn't you say that if a novice casts magic for the first time, it will be considered a success if he can produce sparks?"

"It's true for ordinary people, but for you, this law doesn't apply."

After thinking about it carefully, Oort felt that it really made sense.

According to Circe, she is a genius who meets once in ten thousand years, and she is also a talent who meets once in 9999 years at least.

A fireball with a diameter of three meters is really shabby, I am a little sorry for my magical power.

"Shall I try again?"

Following the method just now, Oort released another fireball.

Exactly the same, not even changing in size.

"It's really weird. I've lived for so long, and I've never seen such a weird thing. Is this your full output?"

"Ok!"

Now it's even more strange!

"I'll teach you another basic magic trick, you can try it."

Freezing, lightning strikes...

After trying basic magic tricks, Circe discovered the mystery.

"Your magic seems to have been rejected by the land.

Our normal magic performance uses the magic base of the ground under our feet.

"

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A phenomenon beyond ordinary magic logic!

Circe's thirst for knowledge was ignited and he fell into a brainstorm.

"Wouldn't that be better? It means I can use magic without restriction?"

Ort wondered.

"Idiot, you're the only one who thinks that way. Without the foundation of magic, even I can't release magic, and only freaks like you are the exception!"

Circe tapped his disciple's head a little dotingly. Oort brought her too many surprises.

"At this point, I can only let you try this magic trick."

She took out a roll of parchment and handed it to Oort.

After opening it, Oort discovered that it was magic about celestial bodies.

"Celestial body magic, a kind of magic with extremely rare inheritance, I have studied it before, but I have never been able to grasp it.

This roll of parchment was given to me by my teacher, but I didn't expect that it would be useful one day.

It is said that at the end of the study, you can use the power of the stars to summon meteorites. Anyway, no one has succeeded. You can follow the steps above. "

Circe just had the mentality of giving it a try, and didn't place much hope.

For those who are rejected by this land, the only thing they can pray for is the starry sky. This is what she thinks.

"Then I'll just pick one and try it?"

"Choose the hardest one!"

"What about the target of the operation?"

Even if it doesn't work, how much hatred does it take to smash a meteorite at one place!

It so happened that Circe had such a bunch of enemies.

"See that looming mountain in the distance? That's right, come for it!"

Due to the blessing of divine power, Olympus can be observed by the whole of Greece and is always worshiped by people.

So even after an unknown number of nautical miles, Oort can still see this sacred mountain that has become a city.

The goal is Olympus.

He didn't expect himself to be successful either, but fortunately he was presumptuous and started singing with the sacred and inviolable Olympos as his object.

"The shape of a star, the shape of the universe, the shape of a god, and the shape of me."

"A celestial body is a void."

"The void is the void."

"And the void is filled with gods!"

The chant recorded on the parchment scroll ended here, and he felt a strong familiarity, but he couldn't find any trace in his mind.

Fragments of memory are cut off abruptly at key nodes, incomparably severed.

The moment Oort finished singing, his spirit seemed to be connected to the boundless space.

The point of view leaps from this planet to the outer solar system of the planetary ring cluster, a floating huge creature.

The blazing stars are so brilliant and small, like a plaything between fingers, they can be easily destroyed.

The prosperous civilization bred on that blue planet is so delicious.

Oort's eyes were ethereal, and he couldn't help adding a sentence at the end of the chanting.