I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

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In the blue-gray mist.

The outline of the cabin is looming.

Roger leaned forward steadily.

When he was two hundred meters away from the cabin.

He stopped suddenly.

ahead.

There was a gully that Roger could not bridge.

This gully is not purely on the physical level.

Perception told Roger.

Unless there is a special opportunity.

Otherwise, no one can cross this place.

He tentatively walked along the ravine.

Just no matter how far he goes.

The gully was always between him and the cabin.

The large number of treasures perceived in the "Observer's Cabin" seems more like a mirror image.

This feeling of seeing but not touching is really itchy.

But Roger was very restrained.

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"It might even be a trap..."

After noticing the abnormality of the cabin.

Roger's vigilance was instantly full.

have to say.

This 8th history world is quite evil.

Not only has such an extreme natural environment evolved.

It also cultivated immortal-level powerhouses.

walk here.

There is no room for slack.

So he stepped back a hundred meters.

Walked around the cabin again.

this time.

Roger has a new discovery.

He found a figure under a dead giant tree outside the ravine.

The figure was hidden in the dark.

Lifeless.

But those scarlet eyes were fixed on Roger.

The moment I saw that figure.

The pores all over Roger's body shrank involuntarily.

Perceived.

He seemed to be being targeted by an extremely terrifying hunter!

on the data bar.

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"Insight: You discovered the 'intimidation puppet'"

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"no offense……"

"I don't think this puppet should scare you."

"It just looks fierce, and it doesn't actually pose any threat."

A very gentle voice suddenly came from the puppet's stomach.

Roger looked at the puppet silently.

After a short break.

He tried a sentence:

"Constantine?"

"it's me."

Hearty laughter came from the puppet's stomach:

"I have been waiting here for a long time."

"Dear Demon Slayer."

Roger asked with a sinking face:

"You knew I was coming here?"

The intimidating puppet nodded dully:

"People always yearn for light in darkness."

"What's more, anyone who has enough perception can find the "Observer's Cabin" on the surface. "

"That's its nature."

Roger took two steps closer.

He casually glanced at the next cabin:

"it?"

"The cottage looks very unusual."

"There seem to be many treasures in here..."

Roger's words were pure temptation.

He wanted to know the intention and attitude of Constantine.

This magical cottage is a great entry point.

The way the other party answers will directly affect the evaluation result in Roger's mind.

But it was a little bit beyond his expectation.

Constantine answered very readily:

"There are indeed many treasures in this observer's hut."

"But I have been waiting here for hundreds of years, but I still can't get in."

"It doesn't belong to history, nor does it belong to the present, nor does it belong to the future. In the dimension of time, it seems to be independent of our universe..."

"And in terms of material, it shouldn't appear here, we can't cross that gap at all, can't we?"

"According to my guess."

"Only gods with a higher-dimensional perspective are eligible to break into it."

"Others, unless they can start from one of the two levels of time or matter, let themselves blend into it and achieve the effect of harmonious resonance, will they have the opportunity to enter it."

"Of course, the above are only theoretical guesses."

"Perhaps it was a mere accident. Your observations and mine were beyond doubt to him. It is to our observations as well."

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Hear here.

Roger was silent.

It's not that he doesn't understand.

But Constantine's was a little too enthusiastic.

From the various signs revealed.

Roger quickly realized the opportunity and reason for the meeting between the two parties.

He asked bluntly:

"You reported me to the people of the future organization?"

Constantine laughed and said:

"Indeed."

"Dear Demon Slayer, don't rush to get angry, I need to talk to you, but it must be in a place where no one can find out..."

Roger said coldly:

"So it's next to this ravine?"

"Affected by the power of the "Observer Hut", so no one can hear about our meeting and conversation? "

"But you shouldn't be afraid of people from the future organization, right?"

For the last question.

The immortal alchemist didn't answer directly.

He just patiently explained:

"This chasm has the power to annihilate time and matter. This power is terrifying, but it is harmless to us."

"As you said, the conversations that took place here were truly top secret."

"I know that the mobile team's raid made you very unhappy, and I apologize to you again here."

"Feel sorry."

"But the person I'm going to talk to you about next is very sensitive. If I mention his name elsewhere, he will definitely feel it..."

Roger said thoughtfully:

"Killing Mask?"

"The Killing Mask."

Constantine affirmed.

"You know him?"

asked Roger.

"certainly."

There was a bit of bitterness in Constantine's tone:

"Not only did I know him, but I also had an unbreakable relationship with him."

"He is my child, my old enemy, and my heart disease..."

"He used to be my pride, but later, things changed, and I could only watch him fall into the abyss of depravity..."

"He was made by me..."

"A monster."

The voice fell.

Roger's pupils shrank suddenly.

"He was made by you?"

His tone was a little turbulent.

"Yes."

Constantine pressed his throat and said:

"He may be the most eye-catching masterpiece in the history of alchemy."

"I'm sorry he caused you some trouble."

"You probably guessed it."

"I made him from your template..."

Roger gritted his teeth.

He didn't say anything.

He just showed a respectful expression.

under the giant tree.

The intimidating puppet wobbled.

Constantine seems to be lost in reminiscence.

half an hour.

His narration only begins in fits and starts

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In Constantine's account.

He himself was a gifted alchemist.

But before formally contacting the dream ether.

Limited by the inheritance of civilization.

He can only make gadgets such as "contraceptive rings".

hundreds of years ago.

A very random opportunity.

He got help from a mage.

He gained access to the Dream Ether.

And the latter fully activated his potential.

His strength has been rising all the way.

In the end, it stabilized on immortality for a long time.

For Constantine.

This is a miracle.

Because alchemists prefer the application of ether rather than the study of theoretical knowledge.

Therefore, high-level alchemists are very rare.

Much less than mages.

And all this.

It is all due to the monstrous magical dream ether.

In Constantine's fanatical description.

The dream ether is recognized as the most powerful and real force of the nine planets.

He even suspected that this was the power of the gods!

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The outstanding strength allowed Constantine to occupy a place on the floating island in the dark early on.

But as a restless alchemist.

Of course he has his own pursuit.

In the early years.

When chasing the authority of the dream ether.

Constantine once strayed into a lower plane in a dream.

According to his guess.

The bottom plane is located at the bottom of the nine planets

Even the bottom of the Abyss of Destruction!

There is the home of all things.

Tens of millions of projections are also deposited.

It's very dangerous there.

But it also has a beautiful style that cannot be seen elsewhere.

Even if it's just by accident, I broke in for a while.

But Constantine still has a lot to gain.

He claimed to have mastered the mysteries of the gods.

That is, a small amount of "creative authority."

This bit of creation authority and the projection he grabbed at the bottom plane.

Thirty years ago.

The Killing Mask was born.

He is an artificial life backtracked by Roger's projection.

Everything is inherited from Roger's body.

Compared with the creator Constantine.

Roger was more like his father.

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"at first.

He behaved normally.

He is very kind.

Also very hardworking.

He absorbs knowledge with hunger and thirst like a newborn baby.

I am amazed at his learning speed.

At that time, I was completely overwhelmed by the joy of creation.

I passed on my knowledge to him without reservation.

In hindsight.

It can only be said that fortunately he has no talent for alchemy.

Otherwise, he might bring more disasters to the world! "

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"It all started with his first kill.

At the time I just thought he had to learn a little bit of fighting skills.

And the potential he's shown is well suited to be a top rogue.

So I provided him with some very simple prey for training.

rabbit.

python.

goat.

Then there is the poisonous wolf...

Start with the first kill.

Something is wrong with him.

His strength began to grow at an incredible speed.

He kept asking me for more monsters.

He seemed to be addicted to killing.

I realized something was wrong.

He tried to delay his move.

But it was too late.

He escaped the training room I built for him.

His magic immunity and invisibility made it impossible for me to track him.

I only know.

For a long time he stayed on the surface.

For a while I thought he was going to die in the poison gas.

But soon.

He is used to the harsh environment on the surface.

His strength rose rapidly.

My fears quickly became reality.

After about half a year.

He returned to the floating island.

He didn't come to me.

Instead, the killing spree began! "

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"at the begining of.

He's only around level 70.

But with the increasing number of mages who died in his hands.

His hand soon reached the critical point of promotion.

I have nothing to do with him.

to be honest.

At that time, I also had a soft heart for him.

I thought.

Those mages can always solve this trouble.

But what I didn't expect was.

The future organization is really so fragile.

Except for the last range banishment.

They barely made any effective resistance..."

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"You should know what happened next.

This guy holds the key to the mystery.

He can freely come and go between our world and this world.

I've seen him go on a killing spree in divination spells countless times.

I am in pain.

But nothing can be done.

Every time like this.

I will always recall the words my mentor told me when I first entered the industry

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We alchemists are good at inventing.

But not good at fighting.

The above two sentences can be translated as 'Alchemists are good at making troubles, but not good at solving them'.

so.

In the field of alchemy.

Do think twice.

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terribly sorry.

Said so much to no avail.

But that's really how I feel.

As you can see.

The Killing Mask is an out-of-control creation.

I can't restrain him.

So I can only come to you.

I think.

Compared to me, the creator who made a mistake.

You probably know him better than I do.

To know.

He is the embodiment of a projection of you.

He is absolutely impossible to be your opponent! "

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Silently listened to all of Constantine's narration about the Killing Mask.

The change in Roger's expression can be described as wonderful.

He rubbed his temples lightly:

"so……"

"Are you here to ask me for help?"

Constantine said wearily:

"Yes."

"I want you……"

"kill him!"

Roger snorted:

"What if I say no?"

Constantine smiled wryly:

"Then there is nothing to do."

"Besides you, I don't know who else can restrain him."

"The authority to kill is the most terrifying authority."

"I can confirm."

"No one on the floating island can handle the upgraded Killing Mask."

After listening to this.

Roger said meaningfully:

"It seems that even if it's for killing authority, I should fight him to the death."

Constantine said bluntly:

"Indeed."

"Of course, I am the cause of this trouble, and I will pay for this entrustment."

"You can make an offer."

Roger habitually opened his mouth like a lion:

"Three semi-artifacts."

"Can."

Roger was taken aback by the alchemist's quick answer.

"I'll pay one as a deposit."

"The remaining two pieces, after you kill the Killing Mask and bring his body back to me, I will give it to you on the spot."

"correct."

"What kind of demigod do you want?"

Constantine asked casually.

Hearing this, Roger was numb.

Are Immortal Alchemists so rich?

Can all demigods be chosen at will?

So Roger tentatively raised his mouth:

"Gun."

"Not the hot weapon kind."

The intimidation puppet was silent for a moment.

After a while.

Constantine replied calmly:

"some."

"Do you see if this fits?"

During the conversation.

The intimidating puppet suddenly opened its mouth.

A blue spear appeared in front of Roger!

on the data bar.

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"Azure Oath (Half Artifact/Knight Spear)"

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"Special Effect 1: Death by Three Guns"

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"Three shots of death: All those who have been hit three times by the Azure Oath will be directly put into a level 8 death state (except for the gods)"

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"Remarks: Under the oath of Azure, everyone is equal"

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"Special Effect 2: Azure Oath"

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"Azure Oath: Every time you use the Azure Spear, you must make an oath that conforms to the rules of the Azure Spear. You must abide by this oath for life, otherwise you will lose the right to use it permanently."

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