An Yang flipped through a history of magic while raising his perception to the limit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He can clearly feel the energy of the outside world and the changes in the environment.

This tower is a building that locks the magical energy and knowledge, and the magic energy that is so rich and almost substantial everywhere is that it fits his body's hair and skin and even every pore, and he doesn't even need to close his eyes to perceive it carefully, just look up, and the magical energy that surrounds the central circular staircase pillar is like a thread of silk, changing and pulling, exuding a mysterious light of light blue, visible to the naked eye, dazzling.

These energies, which are similar in structure to aura and mana, but have a clear difference in external manifestation, are magical, they can be as calm as a quiet lake in the night, or as violent as a raging wave, depending on how the magician wields them.

Broadly speaking, this can also be referred to as "Reiki".

Finally, Anyang keenly perceived the changes in the external energy environment.

It was an ancient, alive, and even somewhat weak aura of energy, and she quietly stepped into this tower, perfectly integrating her own magic fluctuations into this powerful magical energy field, without attracting anyone's attention, like a drop of mercury dripping into the lake, and the fluctuations were fleeting.

If you are not a person who keeps a nervous eye on this water, it is difficult to notice the fleeting silver light and the faint ripples on the surface of the lake.

But Anyang is such a person, an angler on the lake, waiting for the moment when the fish is hooked.

He could feel the aura of energy approaching, and he could feel her cautious presence in her presence, luring Khadgar in the distance.

An Yang stretched out his hand and turned another page of the tome of ancient books in his hand, as if he was looking at it intently, but with the other hand, he pinched his fingerprints, whispered a spell, and cast a large-scale sound insulation technique, which just shrouded the sound of the bookshelves, blocking the snooping and monitoring from Medivan.

This aura of energy suddenly stopped, she should have felt the faint energy fluctuations of the spell aura and the silence technique around her.

An Yang chuckled lightly and said to himself, "Alodi? ”

The moment the words came out, he could feel that the aura of energy suddenly fell silent, and his own aura began to fluctuate!

She was afraid, afraid that she would be discovered by Medivan.

An Yang paused, and then asked in a low voice: "Or is it...... Egwene? ”

As these words landed, the aura of energy disappeared in an instant.

But An Yang could feel that she did not leave, because her departure was like her arrival, it was impossible to really be silent, whether it was mercury dripping into the lake or flying up from the lake, it would inevitably cause faint ripples, and the magical energy all over the outside did not fluctuate in any way.

"Don't be afraid, Medivan won't hear me, and I won't expose you."

For a long time, the surroundings were unusually calm.

Until suddenly, as if she had finally made up her mind, the aura of magical energy reappeared.

At the same time, a somewhat old and calm female voice sounded, and the words seemed to contain infinite wisdom.

"Prophet?"

An Yang said while flipping through the book: "It seems that you heard that kid's words. ”

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared beside him, obviously a woman, as if her whole body was composed of black smoke, wearing a magic robe, she could be vaguely seen wearing a hood, but she had a long skirt that reached the floor, and the black mist was constantly rolling near the ground, revealing a strong sense of witch vision.

"Yes, I came early."

"You haven't answered me yet, are you Alodi or Egwene."

"It doesn't matter, Prophet, do you know anything about Medivan?"

"Yes, I even know what you're here for. …… Uh-huh, you want to guide Khadgar to the knowledge of Alodi and the Dark Gate by letting him find a book, and then discover the secret of Medivan, and then go to Dalaran Kenrito to find you, am I right? ”

The figure fell silent, and looked up, revealing the emptiness of his face.

"Prophet, you are truly an amazing being."

"Go ahead, I'll help you hide that book for Khadgar, and I'll help you fingerprint him to discover Medivan's secret."

"Thank you, Prophet, that my time is running out, and we must destroy Medivan and the evil powers."

As soon as the words fell, she disappeared from An Yang's face.

Khadgar, who heard movement not far away, began to walk in this direction.

"Anyang, who are you talking to?"

"Oh, wait, who? Who's there? Anyang, can you hear me, I seem to see a ......"

Khadgar's voice stopped abruptly.

An Yang smiled slightly.

As he walked over, he smiled at the sight of Khadgar hiding a book under his clothes.

This kid is so stupid and cute.

Almost at the same time, there was a noise in the direction of the circular staircase, as if someone was coming down.

They glanced at each other and hurriedly walked over there.

As soon as they turned around a bookshelf, they saw a figure suddenly appear in front of them.

It was a man with a neat beard and a pair of turquoise eyes, with a calm and serious face.

Without a doubt, this is the last Guardian - Medivan!

He was wearing a burgundy simple mage robe, the fabric was very good compared to the textile technology of this world, but it was not the ornate and mysterious mage robe engraved with various runes and various powerful effects depicted in many novels, it was the kind of robe with a hood that was very loose and ordinary.

Medivan's gaze swept over An Yang, who was dressed in white robes, and then stopped at Khadgar's body, his right hand resting on his chest.

"Take a good look around ......"

As soon as the words fell, he didn't hesitate to shoot at Khadgar, just like in the plot.

I saw that he raised his hand slightly, he didn't recite the spell, and he couldn't feel the guidance process of the arcane magic, his eyes instantly lit up with blue light, and a strong blue ** magic energy began to flash between his five fingers, outlining the mysterious trajectory, and he waved his hand so easily.

"Boom!"

The sudden burst of magical energy struck Khadgar so hard that he didn't even have time to exclaim, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, until it hit one of the bookshelves, knocking the bookshelves full of books backwards and hitting the other two.

The surging blue ** law energy controlled him, pressing him to the bookshelf and unable to fall.

Books were scattered on the shelves, and yellowed pages flew all over the sky.

Medivan's five fingers were spread out, his palm pointing at Khadgar, and blue occult energy was surging in his hand.

He walked towards Khadgar, visibly unhappy with the apprentice who had betrayed him.

"Khadgar, you are a man who is obsessed with books and knowledge, imagine what you would do if everything here was yours?"

"Guardian, I've given up my oath!"

Medivan's eyes froze, and because of these words, anger flashed in his otherwise calm eyes.

With a wave of his hand, Khadgar's body, clinging to the bookshelf, was thrust away until it slammed into the circular staircase.

The powerful magical energy still held him down, making him unable to fall from the wall several meters high.

An Yang's eyes jumped slightly, and only then did he feel the power of Medivan's guardian more intuitively, the surging magic luster, visible to the naked eye, and the constantly accumulating energy surging on Khadgar's body, perfectly balanced between peace and rage, both powerful and not hurting him.

Moreover, Medivin is instantaneous!

Continuous means, near-perfect magical mastery, great power, endless magical energy......

How terrifying would such a mage be in battle?

In this world where there are no stealth thieves, it is difficult to practice martial arts to be strong enough to defy the sky, and the mage is the existence of the anti-sky!

Not to mention Medivan the Guardian?

Everyone knows that a sword can finish him off, but how can a warrior get close to him?

In addition to Medivan himself, An Yang also felt the power of the arcane magic of this world through him.

Powerful, direct, and violent, it is more destructive than the spells that tend to be peaceful in the world of God, and you can almost be able to understand it when you learn it to the extreme!

If we take the great historical environment of the Shenzhou world and the development direction of the previous cultivation system, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time for them to abandon the Great Dao such as the Immortal Dao, the Joyful Dao, the Immortal Dao, and so on, and develop the Dao system towards keywords such as "destruction", "power", and "powerful". Even if he now controls the entire Shenzhou, and can gather the weak forces of individuals and sects into the social forces of the whole world, at most, he will speed up this time.

It is better to directly copy the arcane magic system, learn from each other's strengths, and slowly integrate over time until a new large social system is formed......

……

Khadgar was pressed against the wall in large letters, his face contorted from the squeezing, but he still managed to keep his voice calm.

"I don't want to be here, I swear, Guardian, I just learned some secrets from An Yang's mouth, he is a prophet, so I accompanied them here to find you, I told them that it was up to you to explain this matter, and I did not overstep my authority."

"Explain what?"

Medivan's voice was soft, magnetic, and a little hoarse.

"Evil power!"

Medivan's eyes froze again, his five fingers shrank, and the magical energy surrounding his hand suddenly disappeared.

Khadgar was finally no longer controlled, but he was greeted by a hard stump, well, the place he was at this time was estimated to be five meters above the ground.

An Yang stretched out his hand at the right time, and mana surged out from his palm, forming a force that was born out of the art of taking objects, but with a completely different structure, supporting the poor little mage from falling to the ground.

Khadgar landed smoothly on the ground and thanked him softly.

Medivan turned his head, his eyes looked at An Yang quietly, frowning slightly, there were some doubts in his eyes, but he didn't plan to clarify these doubts now, compared to the word evil energy that attracted his attention, so he stared back at Khadgar again.

"Evil power, in Azeroth?"

"Yes, but, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, I just felt the evil energy, the dark and powerful power. I was about to investigate, but the prophet and commander stopped me, and he confirmed my suspicions for me, so I went straight to Karazhan. ”

"Prophet?"

Only then did the proud guardian focus on An Yang.

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