In 1664, in each era, a talented person appeared in front of the people of Yunshi with a brilliant light. And these geniuses became the proof of an era, called "the messenger of God favored by the God of Magic", and were also praised and sung by all the story and picture books of Yunshi, and told future generations that symbolize power.

How big is Yunshi? For 1,600 years, the human race is still unknown. Even there is no clear statistics yet, which can prove how much Yunshi's population is. Under this population base of hundreds of billions, the ninth-level powerhouses are not so rare. Although, in the eyes of most ordinary people, the ninth-level powerhouses are not clearly divided. In fact, this is not the case. Taking the Ronaka Empire as an example, only three of the ninth-level powerhouses recorded in the album have reached the 90th-level powerhouses. The rest rely on their natural fortune to successfully improve their magical powerhouses and create their ninth-level cultivation.

As the cultivation progresses and sluggishes, the magic value of the ninth-level strongman will change. There have indeed been cultivators who drop from the ninth-level eighth-level cultivators.

As for those messengers of God, needless to say, they all finally reached a magic value of 100. Then, they disappeared...

——"Yunshi Encyclopedia"

Chi Huan is the fourth person in the history of the Ronaka Empire to have a natural magic value of 90.

When he was six years old, after the internal test of the Chi family, almost everyone present did not believe the "91" displayed on the magic tester. Only the old man knew the keen eye and immediately made up his mind to protect Chi Huan secretly. A few months later, he announced that Chi Huan's "real" natural magic value was only forty-eight, and within the next three years, he tested Chi Huan's natural magic value every other month to confirm that he was indeed the genius of 91.

But no one expected that even though the old man worked hard for many years, Chi Huan's father's original family lineage was still getting weaker and gradually bullied by the family branches. Chi Huan still had an accident on the eve of his adult life when he was sixteen years old.

Now, eight years have passed, and the Chi family is happy on the surface, and they are fighting countless behind their backs. They all die as the young master "Chi Jinghuan" who is the one who is the one who is in a state of mortality. However, the interests and status in front of them are the most important things to consider. Chi Huan, who escaped from death, also thought that it would be a bad thing for him to go back, so he simply surrendered to His Majesty the Emperor four years ago and earned a salary in the secret department to live in peace.

As for the period from the age of sixteen to twenty... Chi Huan is fine no matter how helpless Chi Huan is, he can't pretend that he has not been through it.

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Seventh floor underground.

Ke Wenshi wiped the large-caliber magic gun in his hand, wiped the barrel shiny, and applied a layer of transparent mucus with light absorption, allowing the weapon to converge into the sheath and hide in the shadow.

Just wait for one blow to kill.

There were only three people stationed on this level. He was one of them. A minute ago, they received the order, which was the absolute order given by the direct person in charge of this branch, [Destroy the Invaders]. If they could not do it, they would be the ones who were destroyed.

So, when Ke Wenshi pointed his muzzle at the boy with a thin figure in his sight, he had already bet on his life.

"boom--!"

The bullet spurted out from the muzzle with flames. The name of this gun is "Jiuyang", which is a young work by the contemporary alchemist Liang Geshan. Its barrel is made of the top Luojia light stone in the Yunshi. The light attribute magic contained in the light stone is fully utilized by the precision magic array inscription. When the fire attribute magic passes through this gun barrel, sixty percent will be converted into light attributes, thus causing greater lethality. In terms of power alone, it is comparable to a magic cannon!

Those who are behind him are not good, and the flames of the scorching sun are almost burned to the point of distortion. The face under Chi Huan's mask is still cold and unchanged at all. He silently counts the time in his heart. At this time, it was still early before the time Qin Liaoming asked for, and he could still play with these three people for a long time.

From the perspective of the bystander, he encountered He Zhun, a 5th-level dark magic warrior, ten minutes ago. He Zhun was successfully approached by him and tried his best to "resist". However, only both sides in the field knew how unpleasant He Zhun, a young man younger than Chi Huan, fought against this veteran who had experienced many battles. On the surface, Chi Huan fought and retreated, and was almost forced into a dead end with nowhere to escape, but in fact, He Zhun, who was good at moving quickly on a large scale, was directly restricted and could only allow Chi Huan's mental power to lock him firmly, so that every attack could be avoided by Chi Huan.

He Zhuo was anxious, but helpless. The other party would not be angry with his words, nor would he make any details. On the contrary, he had already stood up on the back of his neck many times, as if the god of death was holding a sickle on his neck and facing the direction he cut down, which once made his offensive even ashamed himself - it was really unreasonable!

Under the battle, Ke Wenshi and another man, Xi Jingtian, have also approached the battlefield here.

When Chi Huan first realized the breath of the three people, he thought of creating a situation where three people attacked each other. But he did not expect that the three people were not familiar with each other and would not cooperate with each other to attack. For example, at this time, Xi Jingtian, who had arrived at the battlefield, just watched He Zhuan fight with Chi Huan, but there was no sign of taking action. He Zhuan realized something was wrong, but did not ask for help. As for Ke Wenshi, who was waiting for the sniper moment in the dark, he even floated the scorching sun's sight on He Zhuan several times. If his hands trembled, He Zhuan would be finished.

With the lightning and flinch, thoughts have been rotated. Chi Huan flipped his hands and had become the most basic ice-type magic for breathing instinct. With the mind being completed, two handleless long swords condensed in the air, one forward and the other facing backward, leaving his control with an extremely sharp light.

The ice skate quietly cut the air in front of the tip of the knife, and a trace of chill was wrapped around the transparent blade, extremely restrained. As long as you are not careful, it will disappear into the surrounding light.

After these two swords were shot out, Xi Jingtian, who had been watching, instantly stood up behind his neck, and his magic power whistled. Fear! He felt the fear of life-threatening from those two swords!

not good!

Chi Huan's first knife offset the heat of the scorching sun and fire behind him, causing the bullet to sluggish for a moment; the second knife rolled around in the air and pierced hard into He Zhuo's knees, directly shattering his thigh bones and calf bones at a mysterious angle.

He Jun was stopped and saw the fierce ghost mask in front of him swaying lightly to the side, and a chuckle seemed to be heard behind the mask.

What came immediately was the blazing golden color covering the entire world.

"ah!!!"

Ke Wenshi, who accidentally killed his companion, slowly pressed down the next bullet in the barrel, adjusted his posture, and aimed at Chi Huan again. His judgment was correct. This man in black wearing a ghost mask had extremely superb combat talent and monster-level microcontrollers. It was hard to imagine why such people were not at all popular. The ghost faced man could use his skills to suppress two fifth-level people with his skills. It was hard to imagine that if he could continue to grow...

He must die.

He Zhuo died, and Xi Jingtian, who did not dare to be careless in his heart, immediately drew his sword and swung it out. A wind blade slashed straight towards Chi Huan. Chi Huan shook his sideways, thinking that he had already avoided, but he could not have expected that the wind blade would scratch his shoulders, and blood would splatter in the air, half of which was twisted into blood mist by the wind blade, and half of which were condensed into blood frost by the ice barrier.

At this point, Chi Huan finally felt an unexpected surprise. He recognized this as a common technique used by illusionists, which influenced the enemy's judgment and reaction through mental power, thus making his attack more effective. However, illusionists are a more scarce profession than alchemists. He had only seen them in military fortresses before, and had never had the experience of head-on battles. How should a fourth-level ice magician fight against a fifth-level wind illusionist? Maybe he couldn't ask other people's answers.

After a moment of distracted, Chi Huan staggered under his feet, and his thigh was cut by the wind blade that suddenly attacked, and his black trousers were forced to be painted with a thicker color.

This wound was extremely deep, and even if it was as strong as a ninth-level magician, it would not be possible to look at nothing. Chi Huan couldn't help frowning, realizing that he had guessed two wrong points. First, Xi Jingtian was not just a wind-type illusionist. He became a fifth-level illusionist based on mastering the three Feng Bingmu. Second, Xi Jingtian's cultivation level was at the sixth level.

His body was injured unexpectedly, and it was obviously not feasible to continue the strategy of hanging and running just now. Chi Huan simply stopped, and his dark and deep eyes were condensed under the mask. He had been using his strange body skills to wander in this relatively spacious hall. At this time, he was standing still, just like a movie suddenly pressing the pause button, and even the wind that had been flowing around him seemed to stop with him.

Xi Jingtian's hands trembled slightly.

——"Click"

Luo Ni, who was holding milk tea in the lounge, suddenly shivered violently, her black tail was standing up behind her, and the cup in her hand flew out and broke to the ground.

Ji Jiuyi was so scared that she jumped up and pulled out her gun: "What's wrong?!"

Su Sha, who fell from the chair, also looked frightened: "How could it be? What happened?"

"What the hell is wrong?" Ji Jiuyi was anxious and crazy with a black question mark on her face.

"Chi Huan..." Luo Ni's expression changed again before he finished half of the sentence, "Uh... it's okay."

"ha!?"

Su Sha also looked black with a black question mark on his head: "Is that just now an illusion?"

"It should... right?" Luo Ni's expression was complicated. His perception was much stronger than Su Sha. Since even Su Sha could feel Chi Huan's murderous aura, he had no reason to be sure. It was just that Chi Huan's murderous intent flashed and Luo Ni could imagine that he was probably suppressing himself with reason. Such murderous intent has appeared many times in the past two years. Although Chi Huan suppressed the murderous intent again and again, it was enough to shock Luo Ni to the point where he could not control his body. How long could he suppress it?

Luo Ni did not forget at all. Chi Huan was the monster who had the title of "King of Ice" at the age of 18.
Chapter completed!