Magic Tower Starry Sky

The interruption of Harumi's singing made Fasheng Babak Abu Nahan Shunpo put down his hostility, and curiously discussed everything the other party showed. At the same time, let the great magician Bijan lead the way to the real core area of ​​this banquet. His return this time is not an uninvited guest, but also an invitation.

And those short-sighted brats with aristocratic titles have long been pushed aside by other subordinates in the same industry, and they have been dragged away to teach them a lesson. No matter how harmonious the empire is on the surface, in private, the ignorant Mages and the ignorant nobles don't know what it means to live in peace.

It was supposed to be a very ordinary conversation, but in the eyes of others, someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with a Dharma saint is definitely a different kind of existence. No matter who it is, standing beside those real big men, even if they are not intimidated by the other party's reputation or strength, there are not many people who can stand firmly.

The reason is very simple. Professionals above ordinary people, whether they are magicians or warriors, even if these truly capable people restrain their power, they will still inadvertently exude some shocking aura. No one can avoid it, just like human breathing, when there is inhalation, there will be exhalation.

The so-called accumulative storage of power is not to store magic power in the human body like water in a bucket. It is a concept of lung capacity and physical strength. People with large lung capacity can naturally last longer than ordinary people during strenuous exercise.

The accumulated work of magicians is to find a way to increase their own 'lung capacity' which belongs to power. Then, each time it is used, the magic power is distributed more reasonably and efficiently.

The more powerful the magician, the power he naturally "breathes out" in his daily life, the more oppressive it is to those who are close to him; the same is true for warriors, and this oppression is regardless of the object. It's like the scent of a high-ranking monster will make a low-ranking monster or a general beast run away. It is this feeling that warriors and magicians judge the strength of the enemy and ourselves in the first place.

And this is also the main reason why Lin will be underestimated no matter where he goes. As far as a land-obsessed magician is concerned, the power he has accumulated can only be regarded as ordinary in terms of quantity. Even some magic apprentices with higher ranks and better talents will surpass him in the accumulation of power. This can be said to be flawed.

Because someone's strength comes from the energy tidal storm of other dimensions during the process of World Tree promotion. Dream magic towers, flashing spells, and all kinds of magic based on the starry night sky are not using the power of the lost land. It can be said that his real 'breathing form' is different from ordinary magicians who are lost in the land, so no one can really detect his strength before confronting.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for the strong to get along with the weak, just as a lion and a rabbit cannot live together. This is not entirely due to the disparity in status, status and strength that makes the weak feel inferior, but more due to physical discomfort.

It is true that this natural pressure can be deliberately suppressed, just like the method used by some killers and assassins to cut off their own breath and sense of existence, but is it necessary to do this all the time? Because it's like holding your breath while diving, no matter how long you hold your breath, you still need to take a breath.

Even if you can use the concept of controlling breathing to slow down for a long time to control your own power distribution and reduce the oppressive feeling brought to others. But the feeling is still there, and it won't go away.

Of course, Fasheng Babak Abnahan will not suppress the power and prestige he naturally exudes because of anyone here. Even so, there are still people other than his good friend Attila who can walk shoulder to shoulder with him. It can be said that the most surprised person present was the Dharma sage.

Of course, the person involved was completely ignorant of the surprise in everyone's hearts. And the reason why he was able to withstand the pressure of a Dharma Saint was not because of the power of the dream magic tower.

The reason why a strong man of the same level can adapt to the aura exuded by other strong men is simply because he is used to his own. Lin's accumulated power is too weak, logically speaking, it is not enough to adapt to this kind of hierarchical pressure. But who is beside him?

It's as if someone always said that the fat boy Ezio—who was fed fat during this period—must have a bright future, because he adapted to the black dragon's biological pressure. Then in the future, there will not be many people who can frighten him in terms of aura; as long as they don't get soft-footed when they meet, and can display their normal strength, there may be a chance to fight.

In many cases, the reason why the weak lose to the strong is because they lose their momentum, and they have already admitted their failure mentally. but! A coffin can only pretend to be the dead, not necessarily the weak or the old.

For Lin, he could easily ignore the arrogance of many senior magicians and powerhouses, just because he adapted to that of the former Lord Demon King, Lich Finn Ni Tikal. This advantage is the same for those two girls.

You know, when the lich was just resurrected, it had no control at all. Except for the skeleton, the whole person is condensed with magical power. It was as if she had a halo of fear, oppressing anyone who approached her at all times. If it weren't for the fact that the Tower of the Great Sage was his home, the last refuge, safe haven, someone would have wanted to run away.

But eventually, they adjusted to life next to the lich. After Fen reshaped a living body, her control power was further improved, and the power and pressure she inadvertently emanated became lighter, but of course there was no difference between the three masters and apprentices who had adapted.

This is also one of the reasons why Lin and his master and apprentice will not panic when they encounter monsters with dragon blood during their journey, or even encounter the black dragon Augustus on the snowy mountain where they died.

Especially when a certain lich is flirting, it doesn't know how to beat a man's chest softly with gentle fists. That was a fist that was blessed with a devil-level giant power technique. If it was punched hard, it would have to be rescued on the spot with a resurrection technique.

To be able to survive in such an environment, to be honest, it is not easy for someone. This is also the main reason why it is difficult for Lin to cultivate the self-awareness of the strong until now.

It's not just Fen's level, it's hard for Lin to have a 'reasonable' strength standard for reference. There is a person around me who can suppress me in all aspects, and teaches me to be a younger brother anytime, anywhere. What else can I say to regard myself as an invincible strong man, so reckless as a sky? Someone who has not upgraded their inferiority complex to autism is already strong enough.

All in all, it's still too early for a mere Dharma Saint to shake his domineering aura and want to kneel by himself!

Of course, all this is something that someone does not know. For a time traveler, an old man is not a dead person. Before time travel, someone would kneel down and salute only at the funeral of their relatives and elders. So if you really want someone to kneel, you will kneel when you twist the incense.

No matter how big the official is, no matter how powerful the power is, as long as he is an individual, he still has two eyes and one mouth. In the hometown of the new century, there will be no drama where high officials go on tour, and the common people eat pots of milk and kneel down to welcome them.

So the newly-acquainted Dharma Saint wanted to talk about magic, so of course Lin would chat with him. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. Giving the elderly a chance to teach the younger generation a lesson, so that they can get some satisfaction from it, is a unique way of caring for the elderly.

Otherwise, the old man's self-esteem will be crushed into scum, and if he has a heart attack, he will have to be resented for countless lifetimes. So sometimes, losing is a kind of tenderness; it's as if someone regards certain lies as good intentions.

Entering the main house, a place where a bunch of old men run a small stove, instead of being entertained by a group of girls as someone thought, what you see is all the obscene scenes of the old and unrefined in the Middle Ages. The style of the banquet here is very normal and very confusing, more like what Lin has seen in other places.

Except for a row of main tables on the small steps, the long seats on both sides have three floors, facing each other. The table was full of food, wine jugs. Everyone was grilling the chicken wings or duck legs in front of them, or cutting the roasted lamb with knives and forks.

But when Fasheng Babak Abu Nahan entered the banquet hall, everyone put down what they were doing and stood up to greet him. This is the respect of magicians for a holy man.

The Dharma Saint's seat is of course at the main table.

And this kind of banquet arrangement, the main table and the front row cannot sit casually. Basically, the closer the position to the main table, the higher the status of the person. And there is no too detailed distinction at the bottom, as long as there are vacant seats, you can sit. But everyone is still used to being in the same group~www.NovelMTL.com~ or those who know each other will sit together.

Someone who had never attended the banquet of the magician of Estali in the holy city, of course, subconsciously looked for an empty seat in a remote place. As soon as I turned my head, I saw a group of magicians who were taking math classes, waving to invite them.

After Lin responded to the greeting, he wanted to go to the group of acquaintances. But the Dharma Sage who came in with him, how could he let him go so easily, hooked him with his big hand, and prepared to... nothing!

Babak Abu Nahan was quite surprised that he had escaped, and so was his friend, the great magician Attila, who was following him on the other side. At their level, it should be easy to catch this chick-like man. But it was missed! This made them have to re-examine the information about this man.

And Lin's flash may have shocked other magicians who have not seen it with their own eyes, but he is no stranger to the group of people who have taken math classes. There is no sign of casting a spell, and the process of casting a spell should not be noticed. For the group of magicians who know it, someone's flashing technique has reached the level of 'unsolvable'.

So they never thought of being hostile to this man, because they couldn't crack his so-called strongest escape magic, and in fact, it might really be the strongest escape magic. And if you offend such a magician, and you can't completely kill him, what troubles will there be? Everyone has been immersed in magic for decades. If they know this kind of magic, what kind of coordinated tactics can they develop?

Just thinking about it in this way, all unreasonable thoughts disappeared.

This also reminded them of the city of Abadan in the Gwana Empire, and suspected information about this man. Those nobles who made the whole city couldn't sleep well for three days. When I first saw such news, I thought it was too exaggerated, but it is not impossible for them to achieve the same effect. But now, no one can laugh...