Mages Are Too OP Chapter 664

Chapter 664 The Most Terrifying Huddle Ever

The huge blue fist hit Peter's handsome face, and even though Roland had held back, Peter was sent flying back several meters.

Mixed with blood, nearly half of his teeth on the left were knocked out.

He landed on the ground and was struggling to get up when he was held down by four blue Hands of Magic, pinning his arms and legs. He tried to break free but was unable to move, like a helpless little girl.

After struggling for a while, he gave up.

Looking at the man who had done this to him, he asked in a tone that was half puzzled, half helpless, “Roland?”

“You know me?” Roland asked as he walked over.

“No.” Peter's cheeks puffed up with great speed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he said, “But you're the only one among the

slickly.”

Roland grunted a response.

The new improved spell model of Hand of Magic, which he had also found the opportunity to offer to the Goddess of Magic, was now known to many Mages.

But for the time being, no one used it better than Roland, the creator.

This was also one of Roland's signature spells.

It had spread throughout the world of magic.

After all, it had been a long, long time since anyone would offer spells so often and receive the approval of the Goddess of Magic.

At this moment, Stephanie also came over. She looked at Peter and said slowly, “My brother is close to you, so why did you harm him.”

“I wasn't trying to hurt him.” Peter chuckled. “I just asked him to bring something out for me.”

“The magic necklace you want, what use does it have?”

Peter shook his head. “This is a matter of our family secrets. I hope the royal family will not ask too much.”

“I don't want to care about your family's secrets.” Stephanie looked down at him. “But what you are doing now involves the royal family. A place as important as the royal tomb, even ordinary members of the royal family can't just go in, so who are you, an outsider, to

go in.”

Peter did not speak again.

He closed his eyes and had an expression like he was facing death with equanimity.

“You have a tough mouth, don't you?” Stephanie snorted, then turned to Roland and said, “Please, help me check his memories.”

“Honestly, it's a pretty wicked thing to play with memories.” Roland threw up his hands. “It's fine on your own people. Using it on outsiders, if word gets out… Well, it'll be problematic.”

In terms of the game system expression, it meant that his reputation in many forces would drop.

“You mean, read his memories and kill him immediately?” asked Stephanie, winking at Roland.

Roland showed a bewildered smile.

At this, Peter, who had kept his eyes closed, was so frightened that he was on the verge of jumping up, and he hastily opened them and said, “Wait, don't, don't. I'll talk, I'll talk, all right.”

As a Mage, as a spellcaster, one was more than aware of the consequences of having one's soul invaded.

It would be strange not to be turned into a fool if one encountered those who smashed and dug violently through memories in the spiritual world.

In this world, reading souls was a very dangerous act, and there were very, very few people like Roland, who could safely enter other people's spiritual worlds.

This was a talent that the average person couldn't learn.

But Peter didn't know this.

In his perception, the spiritual world could only be read through violent means.

Death wasn't terrifying… It was terrifying to become a fool and eat, drink, piss, and shit like a two- or three-year-old child. Stephanie smiled at Roland and then looked at Peter. “Go ahead. Of course, if you say something that doesn't make sense to us, we'll check your memory just the same. Don't even think about messing around.”

“I will not deceive you, you've got me anyway.” Peter looked at Roland. “Can you release me first and let me stand and talk? I'm a nobleman, please leave me some dignity.”

The nobleman's dignity… Roland shrugged and dispersed the four Hand of Magic.

Peter stood up and he started by giving himself Minor Healing… The effect wasn't very good. It worked but it was no match for the Minor Healing cast by Roland.

But even so, it was slightly analgesic.

Then he patted his magic robe, trying to look as clean as possible, before saying, “I didn't want to make a move on Eihausen.”

Stephanie snorted. He had already made a move and still said that he didn't want to… Besides, the two of them grew up as friends and it was Peter who did things without a bottom line-ungrateful.

“I know you may despise me, First Princess, but I've truly been threatened.” Peter sighed. “Now, after I say these words, my family will probably be dead by the time I'm done talking about this.”

“What do you mean, you're threatening me?” Naturally, Stephanie didn't believe it. “And with your family's lives, is there such a thing?”

“I'm just being honest.” Peter looked at Roland. “Please testify for me. It's not that I want to get my family killed, but there's really no other way.”

Roland raised his eyebrows.

Stephanie was a little impatient.

“I'm being targeted by the devil,” Peter said after taking several deep consecutive breaths. “I'm being targeted by the devil.”

At those words, Roland jerked backward, pulling Stephanie's hand abruptly.

A sudden puff of black smoke rose from Peter's body and then dissipated into the air. The black smoke was filled with an evil aura that felt extremely uncomfortable.

Stephanie froze as she looked at Peter. “Are you really being targeted by devils?” However, Peter ignored her.

Instead, he looked left of him, where his home was.

Roland also looked over almost simultaneously.

In the very next second, a black gas shot up into the sky where the two were watching.

It was of the same origin as the black gas from earlier, but eviler, more voluminous.

Peter gave a small smile at first, but then his expression turned sad and pained.

“I told you, the devil will take revenge on me.” He knelt on both knees and let out a painful howl, “Father, Mother, and my brothers and sisters, I'll avenge you.”

The cry was so realistic that it was tear-jerking

But Roland and Stephanie looked at Peter with strange expressions.

They were even full of contempt.

Stephanie knew that she was being framed. She was quite annoyed but she had nothing to say.

It was true that she forced Peter to tell the truth, and Peter also warned her that once he told the truth, the entire Peter family would suffer.

She had been played.

“What's the use of you crying here, maybe

through gritted teeth.

“Oh, right.” Peter stood up, looking panicked. “I have to go check on them.”

It was also at this time that a powerful wave of light power suddenly rose in the Holy Realm.

A ball of light that seemed like a small sun flew up and above the Peter family's manor at a great speed, followed by a huge golden glow that enveloped the entire manor.

The black gas quickly disappeared under this golden light. The small sun then descended into the manor, and not much later flew up again and came swooping straight at the three.

It soon stopped over their heads.

At this point, the three also saw the true nature of the small sun.

The Holy Lady, whose entire body radiated light, and a pair of wings of light spread out behind her.

She saw the First Princess and immediately descended.

Although she was similar to the First Princess in terms of status, the respect due to the future Queen had to be given.

The successive Holy Ladies always had high emotional intelligence.

This one was no exception.

After she landed on the ground, she retracted her wings and nodded slightly to Stephanie. “It's been a long time, Your Highness the First Princess.”

“It has indeed been a long time, Your Holiness, the Holy Lady.” Stephanie smiled. The Holy Lady's eyes swept over Roland at the same time and finally landed on Peter, whose face was stained with tears.

“Mr. Peter, I have a very serious matter to inform you about. Your family members were all killed by an evil power just now.” The Holy Lady's beautiful face held some pity. “And you are also haunted by an evil power. Do you need me to purify you?”

Peter covered his face with his hands, sobbing sorrowfully.

The Holy Lady frowned slightly, then she looked at Stephanie but found that the latter's expression was quite disdainful.

The Church of Light had a great deal of information on Stephanie.

The Holy Lady had been in contact with Stephanie quite a bit and knew her to be a royal with considerable emotional intelligence and a bottom line for her actions.

Otherwise, the Church of Light wouldn't have just allowed Stephanie to succeed the throne and would've meddled in this matter.

But now, Stephanie had this disdainful look, which meant that there was some ulterior motive in this.

When the Holy Lady looked at Peter again, she realized that the man's cries seemed a bit fake.

At this time, Stephanie spoke, “Mr. Peter, restrain your grief. From now on, you are the patriarch of your family, and the whole family's affairs, they need you to deal with it.” The words seemed normal on the surface, but the Holy Lady heard them with a hint of sarcasm.

She took a slight half-step back and turned on her spectator mode.

Peter removed his hands from his face, revealing a tear-stained, grief-stricken expression. “You are right, Your Highness, I will now go back and bury my loved ones before I figure out how to take revenge.” “Before that, are you able to tell me what the devil asked you to take out of the royal tomb?”

“Payne's legendary necklace,” Peter said, wiping his eyes. “Got it.”

Stephanie stepped out of the way to let Peter go.

At this moment, the Holy Lady suddenly said, “Mr. Peter, just now I heard you mention the devil, and… you do still have the aura of the devil in you. Is it possible to tell me something that only you know?”

The Holy Lady was slightly annoyed right now.

A year ago, there were fallen angels hiding in the Holy Realm and no one knew about it, which had already disgraced the Church of Light once.

Now there was another evil force in the capital that killed all the people in a manor. This was the capital of Fareins and the place where the Light shined the brightest.

It was surprising that such things happened continuously, and the entire top echelon of the Church of Light was enraged.

Otherwise, this was just a matter of sending an archbishop, and there was no need for the Holy Lady to do anything at all.

Now hearing that Peter seemed to have some connection to the devil, it was natural for the Holy Lady to ask about it.

Peter's body stiffened slightly, then he nodded thoughtfully and said, “I will tell you all about it, Your Holiness, the Holy Lady, but would you please give me half a day to bury my family?”

“No problem.” The Holy Lady nodded solemnly.

Watching the Holy Lady “escort” Peter away, Stephanie showed a slight smile after “successful revenge.”

Then she looked at Roland and said, “I'll have to trouble you again to accompany me to the royal tomb to see that magic necklace as well as to solve the problem within my soul.”

“Of course.” Roland waved his hand. “We are friends, so the word trouble need not be said often.”

“Friends also have to settle accounts. Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing.” Stephanie said after a moment's thought, “Andonara had said that you are not very interested in money and power, so I will let Lady Bluebird accompany you for a few nights.”

Roland was shocked that he almost lost his breath. “No, I'd rather you pay me.”

“Lady Bluebird is beautiful, it's not like you haven't seen her before.”

Roland had to admit that the Lady Bluebird he had seen before was indeed a beautiful woman, not much inferior to Andonara.

But the thing was she had a husband.

“You're afraid she's dirty?” Stephanie waved her hand. “Don't worry, she's under my wing. She doesn't need to go catering to random men, and her husband doesn't seem to have touched her for over half a year. She's very clean.”

“If you truly want to thank me, just pay me.”

Stephanie smiled. “Not bad, so loyal to Andonara.” “No more jokes. What was that necklace that Peter was talking about earlier?” Roland spoke while following Stephanie out of the manor. “Even the devils want it.”

“I'm not sure.” Stephanie climbed into her carriage. “But I know it is hanging above some magic array in the royal tomb.”

“The eye of an array?”

Stephanie shook her head apologetically. “I don't know enough about magic to know the role it plays in this.”

“Then let's go and see for ourselves.”

The carriage once more proceeded to the royal tomb and reached its destination in about forty minutes.

Once again, the guards pushed open the giant bronze gate, and the two of them walked forward down the passage.

The passage was long and dark, and Roland instantly cast Illumination to light the way. After walking for about two minutes, he saw a black curtain-like barrier in front of the passage, wavering slightly like the surface of a lake.

Roland was about to analyze it with his mental power, but Stephanie had already walked in.

He could only follow.

Passing through the outer layer of the barrier, Roland then saw the interior of the royal tomb.

The ends of the huge hollow in the mountain could barely be seen, and countless giant load-bearing pillars supported the high dome.

And between the accompanying load-bearing pillars, there were countless connecting bridges high and low, forming an awe-inspiring stretch of “spider-web bridges.” “Shocking, right?” Stephanie asked somewhat proudly. “When I saw it back then, it shook me for a whole month.”

“Impressive indeed!” said Roland as he took in the sight, then subconsciously applied a protective spell against evil on himself and Stephanie. “It's filled with ghosts.”

Ghosts?

Hearing that, goosebumps rose all over Stephanie's body. “Where, where?”

With a snap of his fingers, Roland cast Dust of Appearance, and a ball of light shot up into the air and exploded.

Countless crystalline magic dustmotes spread around the space.

A large number of translucent figures appeared one after another.

These figures stood in front of them, standing on countless high bridges, floating in midair, and eyed them expressionlessly.

Stephanie's face went deathly white, and she immediately clung tightly to Roland's arm.

Chapter end