Thief Mage

9

Are they really going to execute the world's greatest virgin? How could they have such a heart? Don't they have any sense of protecting our nation's endangered species?

It seems they don't!

The old priest has begun chanting an unknown incantation. I don't know if it's the activation spell for divine punishment or a final prayer for the condemned man. After the old priest finished the incantation, I felt nothing unusual. Fortunately, it seemed to be a final prayer for the condemned man.

But before I could finish my sentence, the old priest immediately donned a pair of special magic-killing gloves and said to me with regret, "May God forgive your sins!" Then he pressed the start button on the top of his hat.

The last feeling was a cold, pointed object protruding from the hat and piercing my Baihui acupoint. The moment it struck, chaos filled my mind, all sensations cut off. I couldn't hear anything, and though my eyes were open, I couldn't see anything. It was as if I had entered another world, my own inner world. The soul crystal began to take effect. A feeling I had never felt before permeated me in this world! This feeling wasn't pain, but it wasn't pain. It was a mixture of all the unpleasant sensations, so intense, dozens of times more intense than usual! It was so agonizing, I could describe it as feeling like my body was about to burst. This feeling seemed nothing compared to the pain of a knife piercing my heart, the pain of death. In this feeling, all other pains seemed insignificant. I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a scream erupted from my mouth. My limbs struggled frantically, but it was just a natural reflex. My body was no longer under my brain's control, and my mind was churning and roaring, battered by the unbearable feeling.

My bloodshot eyes, my veins bulging, my mind thrashing furiously, finally realized that death was a hundred times better than this. I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to give up. I was on the verge of collapse. My self-awareness was fading. Suddenly, amid the surging storm of sensations, I touched a familiar feeling, like a life-saving straw on the verge of drowning. I followed this feeling, summoning my last bit of mental strength and following it, extending it forward.

Ah! It was the Soul Crystal. I suddenly realized it. You know, I'm only sensitive to the wind element. I could sense its radiating magic power from the very beginning. I should have known it was the wind element, proving its inherent nature was wind. And electricity is also a type of wind-based magic. With my ability to control the wind element, I exerted my last breath of mental energy, attempting to control the Soul Crystal.

Ah! The pain and discomfort seemed to have lessened.

I continued to increase my mental power. This was already the maximum I could exert, but it felt like it had only decreased slightly. No, how much more mental power would it take to control the crystal? I felt dejected. It was a dead end. Gritting my teeth, I roared! I delivered a final, desperate mental attack. This was a mental power level that surpassed the limit! With a whistling sound, the sensation vanished, and consciousness returned to my body. I lay motionless, my head bowed.

The people around me weren't too surprised to see me motionless, because they knew that those being tortured would usually faint, but even after fainting, their minds continued to be ravaged by the divine punishment.

After gaining control of the Soul Crystal, I began to explore its interior. I discovered it was simply an ordinary crystal capable of storing magical energy. I wondered if some ancient wizard, bored and full, had enchanted it. He had transformed the wind element into a complex signal (much like direct current, which is a single signal, can be transformed into complex signals like audio and video). Transforming the wind element into a complex signal is no simple feat. While it sounds simple, even a wizard would struggle to pull it off. It's hard to imagine the power of these ancient wizards. While converting the wind element into complex signals and storing it within the crystal, he also placed a mental seal on it, requiring a tremendous amount of mental strength to break the seal's hold on the crystal. His purpose for creating this crystal was supposedly for spiritual cultivation, but it was later misinterpreted as a divine punishment.

But why did no one know this secret? I suspect the Ottoman Empire had never attempted to place a wizard on the divine punishment, as only wizard-level mental strength could control the Soul Crystal. Therefore, it was impossible for them to learn the secret.

Because the Soul Crystal is powered by the wind element, any spiritual power with special control over wind can control it as long as it's near the level of a master. They caught me, someone with powerful control over the wind element. Fortunately, controlling the Soul Crystal doesn't require magical power, and I'm a lucky person with strong spiritual power but poor magical power. All I have to do now is not let...

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Although the Soul Crystal is so powerful, the magical energy within it is complex and not powerful. Because emitting sensory signals doesn't require much energy, escaping by using the stored magic power is impossible. I have no choice but to take things one step at a time. To make it look more like me, I control the crystal to release a tiny amount of energy. Even this tiny amount of energy is enough to stimulate my brain to excruciating pain. I scream out in unbearable pain.

Fortunately, the more realistic people in the room stayed longer, and I, who was furious across the way, grew tired of them. People gradually left, convinced that nothing but air could escape from this chair. This demonstrated the depth of their faith in the magic stone.

A day passed, and I quickly adapted to the tiny amount of spiritual energy released by the soul crystal. I increased the crystal's energy release, and by the next morning, I had adapted to the intensity of the energy again, so I decided to increase it even more. When they came to visit me the next day, I was still howling, a sound worse than a pig's squeal. To ensure they had breakfast, they quickly left. Their visits gradually became less frequent, to only one or two every two or three days.

But now, there's someone who comes to visit me every night: Karina.

As time passed, I gradually increased the crystal's energy release, and finally, by the eighth day, my mental strength was completely resilient to the crystal's spiritual energy.

By the ninth day, my mind had fully adapted to the crystal's energy. After ten days of divine punishment without food or water, I surprisingly didn't die, and I couldn't even urinate or defecate. You know, even the strongest-willed person under divine punishment would likely end their own life the next day. Although I didn't die, they wouldn't let me down until I did, because my original sentence was to remain until death. They had to admire my cockroach-like resilience and perseverance, but facing death was inevitable.

The moonlight filtering through the skylight overhead reminded me that it was already night. I controlled the crystal, reclaimed all my energy, and let go of the burden. I felt incredibly sleepy, relaxed, and immediately fell into a deep slumber...

In my dream, I saw a massive dinosaur chasing me across a narrow valley. I ran desperately, the dinosaur behind me, relentlessly closing in on my rear end. It was incredibly dangerous, repeatedly dodging the dinosaur's bloody maw. As I fled, I kept touching my rear end to make sure it was still there. Following the valley's curve, I stopped in my tracks, my heart sank. A cliff lay ahead. This was a dead valley! Oh my god! There was no way out. I turned back in despair. The dinosaur stopped, baring its incredibly sharp teeth. So terrifying! It was ready to pounce on me. Seeing the dinosaur's ferocious appearance, I thought of Karina...

At that moment, a heavy iron door swung open with a creaking sound. A graceful figure stepped out. It was Karina. She approached quietly, looking at me on the Divine Punishment, sadness in her eyes. She was silent for a moment, then slowly pulled a dagger from her bosom. I was motionless, head bowed, seemingly unconscious. She gritted her teeth, gripping the dagger with both hands, raising it above her head, ready to stab.

Sitting on the Divine Punishment, my nose still bubbling and drooling, I muttered, "Karina! Karina!"

Then the dinosaur opened its bloody jaws and bit me, instantly waking me from my dream.

A startled awakening, my vision gradually cleared from its hazy state. I was immediately stunned by the scene before me. I hadn't expected that in reality, Karina was standing right before me, her hands tightly gripping the dagger, thrusting it down, only to stop mid-air. Her expression was as if struck by lightning, frozen in place, her eyes etched with pain. She stared at me blankly, muttering, "So... so you're thinking of me too. Even under the divine punishment, you still have me in your consciousness!" A tear of deep emotion escaped her eyes.

No way, what is she doing with the dagger? Is she going to...? I was filled with fear and worry.

With that, she gripped the hilt tightly again, raising it high above her head again, gathering strength to stab.

Wow! Is she really going to... Oh my God! I was filled with panic.

Karina's face was filled with sorrow. She sobbed and said, "It's all over! Escape from the pain!" With those words, the dagger, gleaming with cold light, suddenly plunged towards my chest.

No, I'm really going to die here! I'm still a virgin, I still have a bright future ahead of me. I can't bear this, I want to escape in this critical moment.

This chapter is unfinished, please turn to the next page to continue reading... The Thief Mage, latest chapter, Chapter 9, URL: Without even thinking about the Magic Forbidden Chair or the rotten Divine Punishment, I reflexively chanted the spell of Space-Time Teleportation. A trace of my magical power was gathering.

Oh no, it really can't. In this desperate situation, I muster up all my mental strength, but it's still not enough. What should I do? I don't want to die here! I don't want to! With a wild roar, my muscles erected, my eyes bloodshot. My mental strength stretched past its limit. My head split in pain, my teeth clenched, holding on tight. Just as the dagger was about to pierce my chest, I suddenly released all my suppressed strength and roared, "Space-Time Teleportation!" The resounding sound shook the room, resonating across the night sky and throughout the palace. My figure blurred, distorted, and finally disappeared into the Divine Punishment that would ensnare even the devil.

Clang! The dagger fell to the ground from the stunned Karina's hands, the sound echoing through the empty room...