Lanci must also have been enduring severe pain.
"I trust you, Master."
However, Lanci kept his eyes closed, his expression calm, as if he had carefully considered everything.
Compared to the experience in the Mirror of Tiberius, this was nothing.
"Hmph, it seems you really are willing to entrust your life to , good, you are a good apprentice."
Upon hearing this, Talia said nothing further and cooperated wholeheartedly till the end.
Perhaps they were both overly focused.
The dramatic changes in Lanci's mana didn't catch their eyes until the final mont of circuit solidification, without any wavering.
His mana began to increase exponentially.
In the violent ocean of mana, it gradually stabilized and cald down...
"Phew."
Talia took her hand off Lanci's head and sighed in relief.
No one understood the characteristics of Lanci's magic power better than her.
They were partners who had together created an Eighth-order Epic Magic Card [Surging Gentle Holand], and for her to help Lanci inscribe his rank was a perfect fit.
"Seventh-order really is different."
Lanci, feeling his own strength, guessed that even Talia might have a hard ti killing him now.
Already known for his spirit and physical strength, he completely beca a Fa Tan at Seventh-order, with high spell resistance and life expectancy.
But the most important thing at Seventh-order was that he could now use his Magic Card.
Lanci, as usual, raised his hand, a red orb materialized.
This Magic Card in his hand also gradually revived.
The card was pitch-black, deeply dark, swallowing light, like a dark condensation ford from the endless abyss, almost like a living being.
[Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Red Legend]
[Attribute: Seal]
[Rank: 7]
[Effect: After activation, continually consus mana, locking the life state of the target.]
[Remark: Roll the dice, choose the steps to proceed, needing just one step, misstep and fall into the Nai Luo abyss, and even if the road is endless, one must adapt to regret until everything turns into mory.]
Lanci completed the Soul Binding in an instant; the card rged with his spirit the mont it touched him.
The now clear card transford into a door leading to an unknown realm, dense alchemical patterns twining on the red light, perhaps the next mont they would burst from the red light and turn into terrifying demon creatures.
The red light shattered completely like glass.
This Magic Card also cald down, turning into a semi-transparent card engraved with a black sun.
"Should we try out its effect?"
Talia observed this incredibly miraculous Red Legend from the side.
Although in the Shadow World she was very afraid to let Lanci use [Immortal Eternal Penalty], this peak subli [Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree] no longer had any negative effects.
"This spell feels very familiar."
Lanci smiled contentedly.
He finally mastered a proper spell.
Imdiately, he used the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree."
In an instant, the study room began to be engulfed by a towering black fog of magic power.
The boundary magic power of the stable bookshelves began to fluctuate, as if being pulled.
The light suddenly turned even dimr.
Lanci and Talia only saw the imnse magic power gathering in the air, emitting fluctuations similar to those of the black sun, but even more fearso, more like the great power of the Demon World.
The black fog of magic power gathered and weaved, making even the air tremble, until finally enveloping Lanci, forming a black snake around him, the swirling black fog suddenly retracting and rushing into his face.
Throughout the process, he was protected by an invisible force, making it impossible to get close to him.
When the black fog's curses settled on Lanci's right cheek, the surrounding magic fluctuations gradually subsided, the light dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
"..."
Lanci silently looked at the reflection on the table surface.
It felt just as he imagined.
It was the Immortal Eternal Penalty, but it could be deactivated at any ti and reapplied.
"Lanci, your face..."
Talia reached out and touched Lanci's face.
She had long wanted to try if she could wipe off that black mark, but in the Mirror of Tiberius, she lacked a physical body and couldn't act upon Lanci.
The actual test results proved that the magic imprint could not be shaken in the slightest.
"No, are you a mom? Seeing dirt on your child's face and wanting to wipe it off."
Lanci dodged silently.
He really didn't expect Talia to want to help him wipe his face.
"Uh, I just think this tattoo-like mark doesn't really suit you, you're better off clean, but..."
Talia was observing Lanci, stopping halfway through her sentence.
The centipede-like violent curses etched on Lanci's cheeks, accompanied by his always calm deanor, made it seem like the invincible Pope from the Taberius Realm was back.
"Tata, hit and try."
Lanci said to Talia.
He had wanted to do this experint for a while.
Talia hesitated, clenched her fist, controlled her strength, and gently hit Lanci's cheek.
No reaction, like hitting cotton.
Then she started to hit harder, punching Lanci a few tis.
Bang bang bang were heard.
No damage at all, as if an immune field had been activated.
"My god, I'm even suspecting you're ninth-order now."
Talia stared at her own fist in astonishnt.
She didn't feel Blasphemous Lord logast was this tough even when she hit him.
At least in her Mad Love Demon King state, she could scrape logas, but hitting Lanci in the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree state, there was truly no feedback.
Talia felt the despair Blasphemous Lord logas must have felt in the Shadow World when he saw the Pope face his major move.
It was mainly because of Lanci's imposing Pope-like aura.
It was absolutely the Saint Polante Pope!
"But this spell burns mana really fast."
Lanci nodded, pleased with the results.
He wasn't sure whether Talia, the more she hit and the more energetic she seed after finishing, was seriously testing or taking the opportunity to vent her previous grievances.
Based on his understanding of the Immortal Eternal Penalty, the lower the order of fixed target's life status, the lower the mana consumption, and the stronger the target's life status that is fixed, the higher the mana consumption.
In terms of fixing his own seventh-order, he could already feel significant mana consumption.
"Why don't you use more then."
Talia suggested.
The Mad Love Demon King, after all, is a genuine eighth-order patron summon, definitely better in a fight.
Plus, she didn't want Lanci's mana to be exhausted by the Black Sun Tyrant's Eternal Decree, she still wanted to consu Lanci's mana herself.
"No no no, master you are a heavy-duty high-power Magic Card, don't sell yourself short."
Lanci earnestly explained to her.
"I'm not heavy at all!"
Talia imdiately got excited.
"This seventh-order Spell Card is at most a household Magic Device in power, you are at the military-grade when you move."
Lanci used the analogy, hoping to make Talia visually feel the difference.
"Shut up, you little thing, explode into gold coins!"
Talia shook Lanci by the neck, anyway Lanci wouldn't die now, she could play around as much as she wanted!
She and Lanci got married, legally she could inherit Lanci's properties.
"Haha, stop it, it tickles."
Lanci, now unable to feel pain or get hurt, only felt tickled by Talia.
They quarreled as usual.
After a while, Talia got tired of toying around and finally let him go.
"It really is very solid, a waste of strength."
Talia shook her head and sighed.
She didn't want to compete with this zero-attack, full-defence big brother anymore unless he ran out of mana, otherwise it wouldn't be resolved.
Even not considering the barriers in the study room, even with all her might, Talia couldn't break Lanci's defense.
Lanci still had no attacking power, but his defense was already at Lankros level.
Upon closer thought, Lanci now seed to beco her final stage big brother, no need to worry about this guy dying, just standing there could annoy the opponent.
"Are you mostly using this spell on yourself?"
Talia asked Lanci.
In her view, Lanci didn't really need to use this spell to seal others, rather it was most beneficial for his own survival.
"Of course."
Lanci nodded,
"Hah, watch do a Transformation Magic into a white robe and silver mask, I'm going to Blood Moon City to tell Rashal I didn't die, I won the revival match."
Lanci looked at the workbench and planned.
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