Chapter 120 Obsidian
When he first came into contact with magic, Xia Wushuang kept thinking about whether there would be any existence in the world such as fighting spirit and internal strength.
But as time goes by, he finally discovered that the so-called magic is actually a collective name for the use of energy. What kind of fighting spirit, internal force, and mysterious soul power are all a kind of control of energy by living things and should be included in the name of magic according to definition.
However, it is the all-encompassing and omnipotent state of magic that has led to the fact that magic has become an ultimate knowledge in the entire world that is vast and more complex than anything else. If magicians do not spend a lot of time on their careful research, it is impossible to play magic.
However, no matter how complicated the things are, as long as you start from scratch, they will not be as unsightly as you imagined.
Fortunately, even though there are endless magical knowledge in the world, they have a common foundation, the 108 rune elements.
As long as you fully master this, the awakened people can slightly get rid of the embarrassing situation where they can only cover their heads and put their skills, but they know nothing about them.
Avoiding the profound topic of being able to become extraordinary and saints by evading the profound topic of energy into a subtle way, Xia Wushuang told Hongsan in detail about many definitions of rune elements. However, since Xia Wushuang's own magic knowledge is very short, the effect of this enlightenment was not very great. In the end, Xia Wushuang could only endure the pain and spend twice the price to exchange for Hongsan a book "Basic Magic Analysis".
In fact, it is not impossible to let Hong San exchange it himself, but Xia Wushuang didn't want the Super God host to notice her because of this, so she asked for the surname to change it for her.
This is also an invisible protection.
Of course, only he knows what Xia Wushuang did. The road ahead is bumpy and if you want to become the strongest, you must be prepared to be the enemy of the whole world, but he will never share this pressure with others.
The deeper you go, the inner space of the crypt corridor becomes drier and dryer. Without the protection of the wet layer, the murals around the crypt become more and more blurred until they finally turn into a thin layer of sand powder, which sticks to the hard wall as hard as iron.
There is actually a magic lamp.
Go deep into the crypt. When Xia Wushuang and Hongsan led Xiao Liuli to a corner of the corridor, a little light of magic lamp came from the depths of the underground cave!
Is there something alive? Xia Wushuang lowered her steps and walked in front of Hong San, alerting every step, and approaching carefully in the direction where the glimmer of light came.
The crypt was full of death, and the ghostly aura was in the corridor. As the scent of the depressed wine came out, Xia Wushuang had even heard the sound of ghosts crying in his ears.
After all, it is the remains of Dionysus, even if the gods that have existed on Earth have fallen and disappeared, it will not make the small world he once dominated like this? Xia Wushuang thought about it and walked a hundred meters away without realizing it.
But I don’t know where the Weiwei magic lamp is placed, and no matter how Xia Wushuang and Hongsan walk, they can’t reach the end of the corridor.
I don’t know how long it took, but the glimmer from the corridor became colder and colder, and a faint layer of frost even appeared on the walls on all sides.
"You seem to be in an illusion." No. 7, who was reading a book, suddenly browed, a little strange.
Xia Wushuang didn't say anything and continued to walk forward a few steps until she walked to a wall with watermarks. She suddenly pulled out the Scattered Flower Blade at her waist and stabbed into the seemingly indestructible wall with a sword.
With a "swish!", the purple edge entered the wall three inches. Xia Wushuang held the hilt with all his strength, swung his sword and drew a round half-arc sword light, as if it had cut off the entire cave. The entire corridor immediately made a 'rumbling' sound, and the rocks collapsed, as if they were about to bury everyone.
Seeing such a sinister scene, Hong San's face changed. Without having time to think about anything, she brought the little Liuli to Xia Wushuang.
However, the disaster imagined by Hong San did not happen. The collapsed corridors around it seemed to have no substance. When they touched them, there was no collision volume at all.
The entire illusion is like a three-dimensional wallpaper stuck to the wall, torn apart by Xia Wushuang's sword. After the illusion on all sides is broken, the quiet crypt finally reveals its original appearance.
Why is it a mine?
Seeing the real scenes around, Xia Wushuang and Hongsan were stunned at the same time. The corridor behind them was unknown where they had gone. There was only a bottomless dark sky pit in front of them, and a stone circumference ladder extending down the edge of the sky pit.
Above the sinkhole, the dome of the corridor was penetrated by a shocking force, allowing wisps of white sunlight to be projected through the dome to illuminate everything in the hole. But the outside is definitely not the earth, because the earth is now covered by a blood cloud, and such a bright weather is impossible.
Stepping on the mine pit, the shattering gravel kept shaking. Xia Wushuang looked into the bottomless sinkhole, and felt a wave of essence magic rushing towards him like sharp knives, shaving his face randomly.
This made Xia Wushuang feel very shocked. What was under the mine that could emit such powerful magic fluctuations periodically.
"Do you want to go down?" Hong San stood beside Xia Wushuang, blinking her beautiful eyes, and was already a little eager to try.
"What do you think of No. 7?" Xia Wushuang did not rush to answer Hong San. When encountering this situation, she felt it was necessary to discuss with No. 7.
"It's strange. Why is it Dionysus's private divine mine that fell back to Earth?" No. 7 pondered for a moment, and then continued: "Since it's Dionysus' divine mine, then go and have a look. Maybe you're lucky and you can still get some valuable waste mine..."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wushuang's eyes turned pale. "It seems like I'm just picking up rags."
"Don't underestimate this divine mine. Judging from the magic power of its cyclical surname, it was once likely that this obsidian demon mine could make any god jealous." No. 7 said.
"Oh?!What is obsidian?" Xia Wushuang was slightly surprised and continued to ask.
"It is a god-level crystal that can increase magic power in a linear manner. Using it with the dust crystal can not only directly increase the upper limit of the magician, but also temper the soul and body of the magician, and will not leave any sequelae."
"Impossible, how could there be such a powerful thing in this world!" Xia Wushuang said unbelievable.
"If you knew what the essence of obsidian was, you wouldn't say that." No. 7 sneered coldly, as if mocking Xia Wushuang's ignorance.
"What is its essence?" Seeing No. 7's serious appearance, Xia Wushuang was a little unsure of attention. Could it be that there is such a bug-like treasure in this world?
"Their essence is the corpses of gods and demons in the eternal period! After erosion of endless years, they gradually degenerate and become obsidian."
Hiss! Xia Wushuang took a breath. There is such a thing in this world? No wonder No. 7 said an obsidian divine mine, which made the gods jealous. Being able to lie on the corpses of the ancient gods and demons to practice, no matter how you think, it makes people feel that it is so amazing.
Chapter completed!