Chapter 187 Ansu's Unique Transformation Technique (Two in One)

Ansu looked at three fourth-level saints in a row and became famous for a while.

The shy Ansu left the Magic Guild in a hurry, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw guns and cannons set up at the door. Reporters were holding notepads, pencils, business bags, and dressed in colorful newspaper clothes. Everyone looked excited.

The reporter originally came to interview the princess, but based on the news from the guild's internal informant, they discovered an unexpected gain.

Those who study journalism these days are pursuing hot topics, and contradictions are the best way to create explosive points.

Handsome men and beautiful women, differences in status, and conflicts between the imperial capital and the border are all hot topics!

#Borderboy versus Imperial City Saint’s Showdown#, the reporters even thought of the title of this issue.

Ansu had a headache when he saw these reporters. He wanted to keep a low profile, but his gray hair and blue eyes were too unique, and he continued to top the #Most Popular Male Saints Ranking#.

These reporters know their faces very well.

"I would like to ask Mr. Ansu Morningstar, have you really seen three fourth-level saints in one go?"

"Are you provoking the Imperial Capital Saintess Sect?"

"Is it to stand up for Saint Luojia?"

When the Capital Morning News reporter saw Ansu coming out, he quickly asked a question.

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Princess Cersei? As the rumors say, in the promotion exam ten days later, are you going to compete with Her Majesty the Princess for first place? To compete for the position of heir to Her Majesty the Goddess of Magic?"

Ansu's head hurt when he saw these reporters, and he said a few casual words, "These are things that don't happen. Don't fabricate the facts. I don't have such ambitions. I respect Her Majesty the Princess."

The reporter quickly wrote down in a small notebook that these were all facts, and Ansu did not show respect for the Crown Princess.

Ansu pushed away these reporters who were studying journalism and went straight back to the chaotic border. He avoided looking at the passers-by along the way to avoid encountering undercover agents from the secret sect.

After more than ten days of construction, Chaotic Border has taken on a prosperous appearance, especially in the municipal area.

The sea-blue sky is clear and transparent, and the long and comfortable wind flows through the clean streets.

The sorcerers of the Druid sect planted a row of magic pine and cypress plants at the entrance of the municipal government. At this time, the branches were lush and leafy, forming a small forest. The leaves were gently caressing, and golden light shone in the gaps between the trees.

Fortunately, Miss Yoko didn't hand over her socks. According to the Druid's suggestion, they wanted to extract the colonies from Miss Yoko's socks, cultivate them into magic plants, and plant them around the city hall, creating a belt. The small forest that smells like the sun is named 'Forest of the Sun'.

Anzu sternly rejected the application.

The Secret Cult of Pain should hire these students as disciples.

In order to win the smile of the beautiful woman, these geniuses of the imperial capital have completely devoted themselves to the construction of the chaotic border, and they have almost forgotten the deacon promotion assessment that will come in ten days.

It's a good thing for Ansu that there are fewer competitors.

Now all he has to do is find a way to lead the esoteric cultists and assassinate the candidates who are not in the imperial capital.

Thanks to the hard work of these geniuses in the Imperial City, Ansu has accumulated a considerable amount of pain points in just ten days. In terms of efficiency, it is ten times that of the pain cadre school in Eden Town. It seems that it will continue to develop. A meal circle is necessary.

With this amount of magic points, Ansu can continue to order technicians.

Summoning bones this time, Ansu had two purposes.

One of them is Transfiguration.

He now has two sets of transformation techniques, one is the Chaos Holy See version of the transformation technique, and the other is a transformation technique that Merlin claims to have never copied. After leaving the Magic Guild and returning to the border of Chaos, he began to ponder and conceive of it. Come up with your own set of transformation techniques.

Just copy it.

But Ansu's current level of strength is not enough, and Merlin, a stingy guy, refuses to help him plagiarize.

At this time, it is necessary to call in foreign aid.

Bones was also a demigod when she was alive, and she was once a saint of the Holy See of Life. Her understanding of secret magic is still better than that of Merlin.

He set up the alchemy circle with mercury and blood, and chanted a prayer, "The blue witch who subverts life, the dark priest from ancient times, I call your name, and hope you wake up from your long sleep."

That indescribable existence came from the long river of time. The surrounding atmosphere was instantly oppressive and dead, and the light blue sky gradually turned dull.

Above the void, blue pupils slowly emerged, filled with nothingness and indifference. Miss Bones stepped barefoot on the altar full of blood, her dark black robe trailing on the ground. "Who calls my name?"

"Well, it's you again, Ansu Morningstar, who dares to disturb my eternal sleep."

The blue witch snorted coldly, her eyes exuding a majestic look, which was the demeanor of a demigod.

Ansu cast a light spell on the top of Miss Bones' head, causing the latter to scream in pain.

"Who taught you to talk like this?" Ansu asked.

"I suddenly remembered." Even though her skull was violently shaken by a blow of holy light, Miss Bones still maintained the majesty of the Saint of Life, "I used to speak like this when I was alive, because it is very powerful."

It seems that as the number of summons increases, the undead will gradually remember their habits in life.

"Help me take a look at these two transformation magics." Ansu didn't waste any words. After connecting the bones with friendly communication, he handed over the two magic circuits of transformation magic. "One is from the glorious bishop, and the other is from chaos." of the Holy See.”

"Hmph, you have found the right person. You can see the vision of the Blue Witch."

Guo Tou took it and looked at it. He looked thoughtful, his pupils were uncertain, and after pondering for a long time, he slowly said, "I guess this Transfiguration is from the Chaos Church."

She picked up the 'Transfiguration that is absolutely not plagiarized' and said mysteriously,

"I have never seen this evil magic in my life. It actually extracts the enemy's soul and plays with it at will. Such a treacherous method is really the most evil and despicable secret talent."

"Who wrote this magic in the Chaos Secret Church? Is it the Chaos Patriarch or the Chaos High Priest?"

Guo Tou couldn't help but sigh that the young people in the Secret Church now have a lot of ideas.

The other Transfiguration is just a matter of taking over and fusing souls. In comparison, it is quite anthropomorphic, even very sunny. It can be seen that it was written by the Glorious Bishop.

That's all.

"You said it the other way around." Ansu had a blank expression on his face, and used the illumination technique to knock on the head of the Saint of Life again, "'Transfiguration without plagiarism' was written by the Radiant Bishop."

He began to doubt the vision of this demigod.

How come the grandpas and grandmas he met were all so unreliable.

Gutou looked incredulous, "How come the orthodoxy of the Church of Chaos is in the Church of Radiance?"

"To be honest."

Gutou had just pretended in front of Ansu, and Ansu was very unhappy, and was going to pretend back, "I have become the Son of the Ladder Sect of the Church of Chaos. At the same time, I am also the Patriarch of the Star Sect of the Church of Pain."

Because they are now connected in heart, Gutou can feel that what Ansu said is from the bottom of his heart.

Gutou couldn't help but sigh that the young people of the Holy Church now have ideas.

She was too old to bear it.

It's only been a dozen days since I last saw him, and Ansu has become the Son of the Secret Church. He is just fifteen years old.

Although Gutou couldn't remember when he became the Saint of Life, it must be later than fifteen years old.

Bone brought the two magics back to look at them in front of her. After her death, she was left with only a desire for knowledge, and Ansu could bring her new knowledge every time. The higher the rank of Ansu, the better it was for Bone.

One of these two magics was of legendary quality, and the other was of epic quality.

Epic magic has two main magic branches, and the magic circuits have similarities. They are not completely the same, but can only be said to be exactly the same.

Bone extracted the completely identical circuit structure, and then carefully sorted out the two twisted and entangled magic branches, and spread them out, so that it is convenient to read and learn.

Legendary magic and above, except for the direct gift of gods, all need to be learned and understood by the warlock himself, and clarifying the entangled magic circuits will greatly reduce the difficulty of learning.

This sorting is simple to say, but the actual operation is quite mentally consuming, and it cannot be done by beings with extremely high soul strength.

But it took Bone less than ten minutes to complete this task.

In contrast, Ansu spent three days and three nights to completely clarify the three main branches of magic power, the sacred magic "Light of Judgment", and it was achieved when his soul was constantly broken and repaired by the Kingdom of Heaven.

If Ansu wants to reach such a magical realm, he needs to continue to hone his skills.

"Okay, I've done it."

"The main magic structure here is "soul separation", the holy light magic circuit in this piece is "changing the shape of the soul", and this one is "soul fusion."

Bone wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, asked Ansu for credit, and said proudly, "You can learn well."

"I can copy well!"

Ansu also said proudly.

He has always wanted to create his own transformation.

If you want to improve your magic realm, you have to copy. The more you copy, the faster you will progress - this is what Merlin, the god of magic, said!

"Plagiarism?" Bone was surprised by the saints of the new era again, "I have never heard of this being copied"

What's more, it is copying epic magic. Miss Bone couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Given Ansu's current position, it was simply nonsense.

But if she knew that Ansu had plagiarized divine magic, she would not be able to laugh.

"I'll sleep for a while." Miss Bone said to Ansu, "Call me when you're done."

Bone was quite considerate of the boss.

It was too energy-consuming for her to stay like this, and she would lose a lot of pain points every minute, so she went into sleep mode directly, and when Ansu was done, she would summon her again.

Although Bone thought that Ansu could not succeed, who asked him to be the boss.

After Bone left, the mayor's office fell into silence. Ansu carefully stared at the three magic trunks that Bone had sorted out, thinking about their common characteristics.

Ansu was not good at plagiarism. Plagiarism was something that despicable people like Merlin liked to do, and Ansu disdained to be associated with them.

Ansu was good at stitching.

After being tempered in heaven, Ansu's willpower had reached a terrifying level, and she had also experienced many baptisms by the Mother Goddess of Life. Ansu's body and soul were constantly climbing.

Although Ansu's rank is only level three, his soul strength has reached level four, close to the level of a level five saint.

And magic creation relies on soul strength.

Time passed bit by bit, and this time, Ansu, like last time, only copied one of them.

There are 3,000 magic circuits in the three main trunks of sacred magic, while sacred magic and legendary magic do not have such amazing content. There are 200 magic circuits in the two main trunks of sacred magic, and 10 in one main trunk of legendary magic.

Below is ordinary magic.

For example, the friendly communication, the primary magic created before, only has two magic circuits.

Reading these hundreds of magic circuits carefully, Ansu's brain is almost torn apart. The severe pain that can make ordinary third-level warlocks crazy will linger in the depths of Ansu's soul, but Ansu has adapted to this pain in the soul.

This time his soul is not guarded by the god of law.

The pendant Canglin Dragon Heart on the necklace flickered slowly, and the cold touch penetrated into the soul along the skin, dispelling distracting thoughts and pain. With the help of this alchemical pendant, Ansu quickly entered a state of mind as calm as water.

Souls leave the body, souls change form, souls merge

There must also be holy light.

The sun gradually sets, the blue sky gradually turns dark, dusk rises, and the fire clouds dye the skyline pink. According to yesterday's order, the Chaos Saint will test their learning of Chaos Transfiguration tonight. Now dusk is approaching, and the agreed time is coming.

When the last ray of sunlight converges at the end of the skyline, Ansu slowly exhales and opens his eyes. He has completed it.

There are stitching and plagiarism, but more of it comes from the warlock's own memory experience and his own understanding of holy light.

Ansu looks at the magic he created,

He wonders why it looks so strange.

Is this still Transfiguration?

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he had done the splits. It was useless to think about it himself. He had to ask an expert to take a look.

Ansu chanted the summoning magic again, and the indescribable great existence awakened again. The atmosphere was extremely depressing. The pale blue pupils slowly opened, and she still spoke in a very saintly manner.

"Who is calling my name?"

"Well, it's you again, Ansu Morningstar, who dares to disturb my lunch break."

She said majestically.

Because she had slept too little just now, Miss Bones did not say long sleep, but took a lunch break instead, which further reflected the rigor of the Saint of Life.

Ansu also used the illumination magic to knock hard on the skull of the Saint of Life.

"Failed?" Miss Bones covered her head, thinking that Ansu must have failed, so she was so rude.

"I think it's a success." Ansu handed the magic circuit she wrote to Bones.

Success?

Guotou thought Ansu was bragging again, but when he took a look, his pupils widened and he hummed in confusion,

"Huh?"

She blinked, "Huh?"

The magic in front of him had 20 magic circuits.

It has surpassed the ordinary level and reached the legendary level.

A 15-year-old saint created legendary magic, which was rare even in the heyday of magic 30,000 years ago.

What surprised Gutou even more was how fast Ansu improved. Not long ago, he could only use two magic circuits, and it was with his help that he barely made [Friendly Communication].

Could this kid really be a genius?

But when Bone carefully looked at the magic effect of Ansu, Miss Bone retracted this idea. What the hell is this?

[Holy Light Transformation]

[Legendary Intermediate Magic]

[Holy Light System]

[Magic Consumption: 10 (Not Negatively Affected by the Child of the Curse)]

[Effect: Drive the staff to make the soul leave the body and merge with the vast holy light, changing the form and size of the soul, transforming into a huge holy light giant. This form lasts for five minutes. In this state, the effect of all holy light attacks is increased by 50%]

[Note: Ansu Morningstar is a devout believer of glory. After years of research, the God Light Rod is also a rare branch of the Holy Light Staff]

Miss Bone widened her eyes. How did the Transfiguration become the Transfiguration?