Chapter 120
: A Review by Aozaki Touko
Chapter 120: A Review by Aozaki Touko
The gentle reminder from Lu Xiaobai that rang directly in her mind startled Lu Linglong. The pink energy around her, which was already running somewhat erratically, suddenly shook violently, almost causing Lu Xiaobai, who was enveloping her in energy form, to also lose his balance.
"Hehehe————"
Lu Linglong realized she had been daydreaming, her cheeks flushed even more. She smiled awkwardly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down, refocusing her attention on the flow of her own Qi.
The colorful energy phantom surrounding Lu Linglong seemed to sense her embarrassment and unease. The number of blue light spots flowing within it increased significantly, emanating a cool and tranquil aura that gently soothed her restless emotions.
This technique is similar to Wang Ergou's "Flowing Rainbow," both of which can directly affect the emotional state of others; it's just that Lu Xiaobai uses it more skillfully.
Time flowed slowly in the tranquility of the forest.
Lu Xiaobai patiently guided her, and Lu Linglong gradually became immersed in it, trying her best to adapt to this brand-new method of circulating qi.
Meanwhile, the blond boy Luger initially squatted down curiously beside her, blinking his big eyes as he watched the colorful energy enveloping Lu Linglong, finding it quite interesting.
But after watching for a while, he noticed that the two people were not moving, and he quickly became bored.
He started circling around the two of them, then his attention was drawn to a squirrel leaping through the woods. He let out a howl and chased after it, startling a flock of birds into flight.
Before long, he became interested in the rustling rabbits in the grass. He got down on all fours, mimicking a wolf's hunting posture, lowered his body, made a threatening growling sound in his throat, and pounced.
As a result, they came up empty-handed and ended up covered in grass and mud.
But he himself was having a great time, completely immersed in the novelty and fun that the mountains and forests brought.
***
Meanwhile, in another completely different space.
The Minister of Magic and the Minister of Intelligence are in an extremely bizarre situation with Aozaki Touko.
All around was an endless expanse of thick, dark blackness, as if the deepest night had solidified into a tangible reality.
Beneath my feet lies a shattered land, as if it had survived an apocalyptic catastrophe.
The earth was scorched and cracked, with deep ravines and fissures everywhere. In some places, dark red flames were even burning slowly, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.
Even more unsettling was the ubiquitous, slowly flowing and churning black mist, as if it were alive.
They devoured all light, permeating the entire space.
Even above their heads was a thick, impenetrable black fog, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
Aozaki Touko adjusted her glasses, her sharp gaze sweeping across the desolate, lifeless space before finally settling on the eerie black mist that formed the core of this world. Her eyes were filled with surprise and an irrepressible curiosity.
"Truly amazing."
She muttered to herself, using the jargon of a magician from the Type-Moon universe.
"This is by no means a simple case of mental landscapes eroding the inherent boundaries formed by reality."
"This feeling is more like using this strange dark energy as a foundation to forcibly carve out a subspace that belongs only to you, a subspace that you can shape at will, in the cracks of the world." —
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Her gaze caught the occasional fleeting spatial turbulence that twisted and darted like colorful arcs of electricity, and she continued to comment: "The framework of the space has been built, and the main structure is quite stable, but the details are far from perfect. Look—these unstable spatial turbulence are proof of that."
"Maintaining and refining it requires unimaginable energy and a profound understanding of the rules of space."
She turned her head to look at the two Lu Xiaobai clones beside her, each with a different expression, and asked curiously, "So, what do you intend to do with this half-finished subspace, and all that trouble creating this strange black mist?"
Upon hearing this, the intelligence minister immediately put his hands on his hips, chuckled smugly, and without saying a word, snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
With a crisp snap of the fingers, the boundless black mist around them seemed to receive a supreme command and suddenly began to boil!
Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they rushed madly towards the front of the three of them!
The thick fog surged, compressed, and deformed violently—gradually, an enormous outline appeared and disappeared in the black fog, and quickly became clear and solid!
"Oh?"
Aozaki Touko couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, then adjusted her glasses and examined it carefully, her eyes filled with curiosity about the unknown technology behind the creation.
That enormous creature was none other than a giant wolf, several times larger than a small building!
Its shape is very similar to the giant wolf form of Ruge Beowulf, full of power and wild beauty.
However, upon closer inspection, one can find that many details appear rather rough.
Its body is not made up of real fur and flesh, but of thick black mist that is constantly rolling and writhing. This black mist can barely maintain the shape of a giant wolf, with wisps of mist constantly escaping from the edges and new black mist constantly being added in.
Its eyes were two burning black flames, lacking true liveliness, yet exuding a cold and deathly aura.
The enormous claws and fangs were also made of highly compressed black mist, which looked extremely sharp, yet always gave people a sense of illusion and uncertainty.
Overall, it looks like a giant wolf sculpture created from coal by a skilled but rushed artist.
It exudes a majestic aura yet carries a sense of unfinished roughness, with wisps of black mist constantly emanating from it, making it seem as if it might dissipate at any moment and merge into the surrounding darkness.
But there is no doubt that it possesses a physical form, and the oppressive feeling brought by its enormous body is very real.
"Hmph!"
The intelligence chief looked at his masterpiece with delight and proudly raised his chin.
"How about that? Pretty impressive, huh!"
Aozaki Touko walked halfway around the giant black mist wolf with great interest, casually remarking, "Hmm—impressive. Does it have a name?"
The intelligence chief immediately puffed out his chest and announced loudly with immense pride, "Of course!"
"I call it—'Lord of the Mysterious Mist'!"
"It means! In this fog, I am the god who rules over everything! Hahahaha!"
He put his hands on his hips, let out a triumphant laugh, and his tail was practically wagging in the air.
Seeing the intelligence chief's carefree and smug expression, Aozaki Touko couldn't help but sigh and rub her forehead.
This child still has such a lively and unconventional personality.
but----
Her gaze returned to the massive and coarse "Lord of the Mysterious Mist," a genuine sense of emotion flickering in the depths of her eyes.
The ability to put ideas into practice to this extent—that kind of talent—
Perhaps it won't be long, maybe ten years?
Five years?
It might even be shorter —
"This kid might actually surpass me, reach that realm that all magicians dream of first, and become a true magician." —
Thinking of this, an extremely complex emotion welled up in my heart, a mixture of the satisfaction of being a teacher and a trace of indescribable envy.
Even a little bit of displeasure?
So, while the intelligence chief was still immersed in the joy of being a "god", Aozaki Touko suddenly reached out and cupped the intelligence chief's fair and tender face, which had a wonderful feel, and began to rub it on both sides without any politeness, as if she wanted to vent all the inexplicable "displeasure" in her heart.
"Huh?!"
"Old woman!!"
"What the hell are you doing! Let go!"
Caught off guard, the intelligence minister's beautiful face was distorted by the rubbing, and he could barely speak. He tried to struggle with his hands and feet, but to little avail.
Feeling the smooth, soft texture in her hand, Aozaki Touko smiled happily again.
"Hmph, serves you right for being so smug. Now you feel much better!"