The Lost Mage

Soon Balor looked away from the parts of what was breathing before and again looked at the elders in the sky.

"Although I planned to arrange a small battle before leaving, but that ..."

Balor closed his eyes and tried to appreciate the remaining mana.

"Little, too little, now I'm not in a position to defeat someone at the spirit level. I'm not even sure of victory over the level of heaven. Damn, I thought that in the school of the Heavenly Blue Dragon, the strongest was the peak of the level of Heaven."

"You think too long, the demon in an ugly mask, give up and maybe you won't die today. The third time I will not offer. "

Balor looked at this arrogant old man. A smile slowly appeared under his mask.

"Strange, your daughter liked the mask."

Bei Ma's face darkened, after which he raised his hand in front of him.

"I don't have a daughter, but that doesn't change the fact that you will suffer long before death."

Behind Bei Ma, many ghostly swords began to appear that were aimed at Balor standing on the ground.

When Balor watching the hundreds of ghostly swords he became very sad.

Bei Ma waved his hand and hundreds of swords rushed to their target with great speed.

...

Two hours ago.

Putting on a new mask, he stepped toward the exit.

"It is time to leave, to leave beautifully!"

But before reaching the stone door, he went to the stone table and sat on a stone chair, removing his mask.

"They could give at least a normal chair."

After a short pause, he pulled to himself the wooden bowl closer to him and quickly began to eat the noodles with the egg, which he bought in the dining room on the way to his cave.

"Only a fool will not eat before an important and dangerous work."

"It is time to leave, to leave beautifully."

Balor did not spend a minute and with a firm, steps headed towards the Assignments House.

Soon, he stood right next to the building and looked at unfamiliar stars.

"Okay, it's time to start."

Balor took a deep breath and held his breath.

""Dark. Matter. Incorporeal.""

In three weeks, he learned a lot about the Assignment House. He became aware that this building was surrounded by a defensive formation. But more importantly, the vault with all the rewards was underground.

He did not need much time to come up with this simple, as Jericho alphabet, plan. It was the simplicity of this plan that Balor liked. In connection with this simplicity, there is simply nothing that could go wrong.

Soon, his body became completely black and with the help of gravity Balor plunged into the ground.

Without enormous willpower, the magician could completely plunge and dissolve into darkness, disappearing completely from this world. Even Balor every second became harder to keep the clarity of mind.

"I hope I guessed right."

A couple of days ago, with the help of earth magic, he discovered three large rooms underground. But he did not have the opportunity to find exactly the room where he needed the pills. The only thing Balor could count on now was his luck.

Soon, a black silhouette appeared on the ceiling of one of the underground rooms. Already at the limit, Balor immediately dispelled the spell and fell to the stone floor.

"As I thought, their protective education could not stop me."

Getting up and looking around, he found himself in a rectangular stone room, crystals hung on the walls that emitted light illuminating the entire area. In front of him was a large door located in the center of the wall, and behind his back, you could see the entrance to the corridor. But what struck Balor most of all was that the room is completely empty, absolutely empty.

Balor slowly covered his face with two palms, after which he sighed heavily and exhaled.

Calming down, he looked at the strange door and for a long time without thinking went up to it. There were many strange luminous symbols on this door and it gave off feelings of pressure.

"This door is most likely sealed with a protective education, I need too much mana to break through it, I need to come up with another way."

Reflecting on his further actions, Balor accidentally discovered an inscription right on the door.

"What is this inscription? 'Finding this, we are sad, losing it, we cry, what is it?' Hmm, is that a riddle? Interesting."

Balor turned left and took three steps and put his hand to the wall.

"Having found this, we are sad, having lost it, we cry, what can it be?"

Balor turned left again and took 10 steps and quickly turned around looking at the door, which was now a little to his right.

"If we find this, then we will begin to be sad, hmm."

While still thinking about the riddle, a small white blaze appeared on the right palm of Balor and with a quick movement, he threw it into the wall, right next to the sealed door.

"" Shield. Mana.""

Without waiting for the blaze to reach the wall, he set up a mana shield around him. As soon as a small flame crashed into the wall, an explosion occurred and the whole room was filled with fire.

"With every minute, my mana, which I earned with such difficulty, is melting right before my eyes. I need to be more economical from now on. "

Without wasting time, he quickly went up to the hole and jumped into it.

"What a dumb riddle, it's dumb like those who designed this storage."

Seeing what was in another room, Balor had a smile.

He saw many shelves with various pills and herbs. There was a shelf with weapons and even armor. All the rewards of the Assignment House were in front of him.

He soon discovered why he had come here and now the Great Spiritual Pill, Heavenly Dragon Blood, and the Divine Cleansing Dew were in his previously prepared bag.

He even managed to find eight Qi stones, he heard that these stones use cultivators as currency in the upper world and they were very valuable. That's all he knew about these Qi stones.

Balor did not take herbs or pills unknown to him. Although he wanted to take spiritual weapons or armor, after a few thoughts, Balor decided not to be too greedy. He knew many who died because of their gluttony.

"Everything went too well, it's time to get out of here and ..."

"It was strange, I hope it's not connected with me."

Balor looked at the ceiling and decided to quickly finish his ideal robbery plan, in which he foresaw everything that could happen.

...

Now he watched hundreds of swords pointing at him.

"Well, I did not foresee this."

After the movement of Bei Ma's hand, they quickly flew in his direction.

Looking at this, Balor began to increase the frequency of heartbeat, speeding up his meager mana reserves.

"How I hate using Plan C."