Chapter 3589: I, Against A, Hit Someone with the Ball!

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"The source of magic?" Master Wu asked back, making me swallow nervously. Could it be that I had asked a question I shouldn't have asked, and that I was going further and further away from the road of seeking death. I had reached the point where I couldn't sing a song. Is it time for tears behind bars to be tolerated?

"No...that's right, it's me...oh, it's me. When I was looking through books, I accidentally saw this thing. I thought that if it really existed, if I could find it and get a little bit of help, maybe it would be helpful to me. My strength has improved, so I took the liberty to ask, if it’s not convenient for me to tell, then forget it.”

I followed my old trade, taking retreat as an advance. I gave up and retreated at the same time. I said no, but it felt really good inside.

"I see……"

The fifth master seemed to accept this explanation, but his tone was a bit meaningful. What do you mean, you think it is impossible for me, a magical idiot, to read those books? Let me tell you, I am a serious magical elder in Testing the World. I can punch Gandalf and kick Voldemort. You can't underestimate me.

Although the source of magic is indeed not something I dug up.

"Unfortunately, I don't know much about the source of magic."

"Oh...that's it."

I was a bit confused. Aikalay told me that the source of magic is probably in the hands of the angel tribe. The fifth master also told me that it didn’t know much about it. Who was wrong and who was right?

I definitely admire Miss Bailong, but I also believe that Mr. Wu will not lie.

"Does the source of magic really exist?"

"Of course, I believe you have already confirmed this, haven't you?"

"Hahaha... I have indeed confirmed it with the dragon." After my little thought was seen through, I laughed a few times and continued to ask shamelessly.

"I also heard from them that the source of magic... seems to be in the hands of your angel clan."

"It's normal for them to have such misunderstandings." As if he expected what I would say, Fifth Master nodded lightly, without any trace of surprise or displeasure.

"After all, if it is not in the hands of their giant dragons, then the only possibility is that we, the angel race, have the ability to seal and keep it."

"Is not it?"

"Sadly, that's not the case."

"Ha... I thought I could be shameless and ask you for some source of magic to increase my strength." The fifth master answered so happily that it made me feel embarrassed and scratched my head.

"If it were in our hands, of course I would be happy to ask Lord Michael to lend you the power of the source of magic. Of course, it cannot be all adventurers. The source of magic is related to the origin of the world. If it is abused, it will be harmful to the entire Dark World. As far as the mainland is concerned, it will have more serious consequences than the invasion of hell."

"It seems that Aika... ahem, it seems that the giant dragon has said so. I understand, I won't ask for too much. I can borrow it for a while within the allowed range. When the hell clan is driven away, we will return it immediately. go back."

As I said this, I realized that I was really good at painting this cake. Even though Master Wu said he didn't have it, he had already started discussing how to borrow it and return it.

No, wait, the Fifth Master won't make a mistake without aim. If it says this, is there any other way to borrow it?

I looked at him with hope and kept blinking at Mr. Wu, wishing I could squeeze out the invincible starlight eyes of little Sarah.

"I won't stand up to you anymore." The fifth master thought of something funny and chuckled, which actually sounded a bit round and round.

It must be that I have been squeezed too much by the two charming little girls Linya and Dia recently. Even listening to the fifth master's voice, I can hear a feminine sound.

"It is true that the source of magic is not in heaven and is not kept by our angels, but I do know where they are."

"Yeah, yeah." I nodded my head like a chicken pecking at rice, stretching my neck so long, you should hurry up and say it.

"Far away, close in front of you, maybe people around you will know, I can only tell you this."

"Ha..." The hope and joy on his face were gradually replaced by confusion.

Didn't you agree to keep it secret?

I was completely disfigured by the fifth master's machine gun that pierced my heart. I didn't even know how I came down from the Holy Paradise. In a daze, I was surrounded by the worried faces of the girls.

"I'm fine, I'm just lost. I'm lost." When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the top of the sky in the Angel Council Church, at the foot of the angel statue. Although the angel elders next to him looked unhappy, they There is no more targeting and hostility before I set off.

This point seems to have been passed smoothly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the twin princesses' heads, hugged Liniyadia, and tried to twist the hidden clockwork (?) on the back of Benzina's head, but was stabbed and bleeding profusely.

Great, this is routine.

So, this is a dream, and everything I saw and heard in the Holy Paradise is fake? I didn't go to the Holy Paradise at all, but just slept during that test? Maybe it's a test of wisdom.

Otherwise, why would that upright and friendly Fifth Master wield a shovel and dig a big hole for me?

We agreed not to sell off the relationship, but ended up selling it more than anyone else?

I meditated, meditated again, and finally my IQ was not enough, so I decided to stop meditating. Assume, let me first assume, that all this is true. The fifth master said these words and dug a deep hole for me.

It said that people around me might know about the source of magic, so who is this person?

The first thing that comes to mind is Aikalayi, the second thing that comes to mind is Cain Akara, and the third thing that comes to mind is Little King.

Only these few have always been mysterious, and they seem to have endless secrets in their minds. Of course, the first two can be ruled out. As for the little king, it is subject to discussion, but my intuition tells me that the probability is low.

Could it be a salted fish sword? !

I suddenly thought of this possibility, but then denied it. It was impossible. Although Wu Ye was very strong, it was obviously not at the same mysterious level as the Salted Fish Sword. It was impossible for him to know the existence of the Salted Fish Sword.

But it did provide me with an idea. Yes, I can ask Salted Fish Sword, and it will probably know the clues to the source of magic. However, this guy has been sleeping a lot lately and doesn't talk much. He must be giving me a test. The world has consumed too much, and it still wants to save face and suffer the consequences. It pretends to be disdainful and tells me to open a thousand-year test world for me. It is just a drop in the bucket. I think it is only three cents.

Thinking of a deviant approach, I stopped worrying about Fifth Master's riddle and left with the girls. The suspicion was cleared and there was no need to stay here. I have been careless these days, and the girls must have I was so scared that I didn't sleep well, so I went back and had a rest before talking.

As for those angel elders, including Edru, they must stay. This test is my second priority. Waiting for boss Michael’s reply is the real thing. Watching these white-bearded old men and handsome guys one by one Like a big white goose, he stretched his neck and looked up at the sky, his eyes unblinking. He originally had a lot of complaints about their unjust actions, but now they are almost gone.

They are also a group of upright and pitiful people who are angry, confused, and confused, so they do irrational behavior. Who can say that they have not committed it?

At this time, Tyrell, who the angel elders were waiting for, was still standing in front of the huge wall, staring deeply at the patterns on it, as if his mind was completely immersed in it.

Suddenly, as if she was talking in sleep, she spoke softly. It was not the neutral voice that she pretended to be, but the original, sweet and crisp voice of a woman, like an orchid in an empty valley, with incomparable holiness.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up? Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How many years has it been? Even I can't even count it."

"If possible, it would be better to meet in another place." A figure slowly walked out of the white mist. If a certain druid was still here, he would definitely be shocked just by hearing the sound.

An acquaintance.

"I would be happier if I were in Gensokyo. Maybe I would greet you with a cup of hot tea." In the white mist, the red and white princess slowly stepped out with an indifferent expression, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand unchanged. Tea, slurp from time to time.

"You are still as cautious as ever, Meng."

"This is a timid and shy girl who wants to stay at home and sit in front of the court, basking in the sun, eating snacks and drinking tea while chatting with friends she has reunited with after a long absence, Sister Angel."

After a moment of silence, Tyrell... no, it was Angel who spoke again: "I really want to sit down with you Meng and have a good chat about the trivial things that have happened to each other over the past hundreds of thousands of years. Brother, Orisis will definitely be happy to do this, after all, Meng, you have never been willing to take the initiative to get close to us before."

"That's because one of you thinks too much and the other thinks too little. There is no common topic and we can't talk."

"..." Such a sharp complaint made Angel lose her voice for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer it. It seemed that what she said... made sense.

"So, you didn't come to chat with me on this trip, right?"

"I'm a little interested. I want to see how the serious sister Angel told lies with her eyes open, so I came here. You shouldn't blame me for coming uninvited."

After saying that, the red and white princess politely raised her red skirt and bowed. Combined with her words, it really makes people feel no respect at all...

"I wasn't completely lying, but I was hiding something. It was also a white lie. Now is not the time. Don't you think so, Meng?"

Faced with such a bad attitude, Angel maintained a kind and calm tone as always, she was a gentle sister who tolerated her willful younger sister.

However, the Red and White Princess did not appreciate it. She exposed it mercilessly: "I have heard that there is falsehood in truth, and truth in falsehood. This is the highest state of lying."

His eyes fell on the wall, on the crude and simple hieroglyphic patterns, with an undisguised expression of disgust.

"Sister Angel, I'm serious. You can take this as a warning."

"The huge mistake you made back then, please find a way to solve it yourself and make up for it. Don't involve irrelevant people and things."

"How can you say it's irrelevant?" Angel's calm tone, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally became serious and excited.

"That lord, is there no fault?"

“Doesn’t everything in this world belong to the Supreme Creator?”

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you." She waved her sleeves, and the red and white princess put on a arrogant attitude of "I don't want to listen, I don't care, I don't want it."

"You have your position, and I have mine. There is no need to discuss who is right or wrong. However, if that day comes and you have no choice, you'd better consider which one is harder, Holy Paradise or Gensokyo."

Saying this, the red and white princess put one hand on her hips and raised her index finger high with the other hand, pointing her long and straight fingertips straight and forcefully at the other party, with a solemn look on her face.

"When the time comes, don't blame me for hitting someone with the ball!"

. . . (To be continued)