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Chapter 130 The Shadow Mask? Isn't this a novel? Why is it being shown as an animated film?
Chapter 130 The Shadow Mask? Isn't this a novel? Why is it being shown as an animated film?
Rune left the workshop and resumed his lessons with Raven as usual. Compared to Naboo, Rune's teaching methods were clearly more scientific. This wasn't to say that Rune had a better teaching talent than Naboo, but rather that the Hogwarts professors had set a good example for him. In terms of spellcasting, Naboo was indeed stronger now, but in terms of teaching, the Hogwarts professors who had taught for a lifetime were far more experienced.
As Rune was about to leave after class, Raven gently tugged at his sleeve. "Thank you," she said in a very low voice.
Rune patted her head. "You're welcome. And don't feel inferior because of your bloodline—you couldn't choose who your father was, so you're also a victim, someone who should be protected."
As Rune left, Raven watched his retreating figure and pursed her lips. She felt an emotional surge she had never experienced before—like the crackling of applewood in a winter fireplace, warm but not scorching.
He immediately returned to the magic workshop, for Rune had a brilliant idea in mind and wanted to see if it would work. Under Naboo's watchful eye, he took out some urnu gold and cast a fire spell. Softened by the flames and molded by magic, the metal quickly transformed into the shape of a mask.
"Are you trying to copy me, kid?" Nab chuckled in a low voice. "There are only a handful of helmets like mine in the whole world. Nobody can imitate me."
"Very well, some people imitate your face, and some people imitate your features, but no one can imitate your power," Rune said sarcastically. Then he picked up the mask and began to engrave runes. It was rare to see someone making alchemical tools right under his nose, so Nabu watched with great interest.
"Um----"
He squinted and commented carefully, "You're using runes, huh? Are you from Odin's side? That's strange. They don't seem to care about the real world, unlike Zeus's faction, who's always stirring up trouble."
"I think the problems on Zeus's side are basically caused by that god-king's inability to control his lower body," Rune replied.
Nab nodded at this point: "Indeed, you're absolutely right. But aren't you going to try and hide it? Aren't you afraid I'll learn your magic?"
Rune reluctantly put down his carving knife and said, "Of course I'm not afraid. On the contrary, I welcome everyone to come and learn my magic. Where I'm from, there are specialized academies that teach students how to cast spells. The traditional master-apprentice system has long been obsolete."
Naboo was silent for a moment before saying, "Your world must be wonderful, right?"
Rune nodded, picked up the carving knife, carefully examined the size of the mask, and then continued to carefully carve: "Yes, but because of the widespread magic education, there are always those powerful guys who, unfortunately, have become mentally unstable due to learning dark magic—."
"That's inevitable," Naboo agreed. "You know Black Adam, right? Although he never studied dark magic, he definitely has some mental issues."
Rune certainly knew Black Adam. Thousands of years ago, this guy was chosen by the wizard Shazam and granted the power of the six Egyptian gods. However, this immense power led to his rapidly growing ambition; he sought to eliminate all wizards and magicians, become the only one in the world capable of using magic, and make the world develop according to his own will. Ultimately, he was defeated by Shazam and only resurrected when a new Shazam appeared.
"That guy definitely has something wrong with his head, he deserves to be sealed away by Shazam." Rune nodded, carefully inscribing the ancient runes in cursive script. If it were just homework, the professor would require students to write in straight lines, but if it were making alchemical items, the professor would require students to write in cursive script, because cursive script could connect all the runes, creating a closed-loop magical circuit.
"Hmm—" Nab continued looking at the rune inscription, "Shadow, Will, Shaping, and Animation? What kind of weird alchemical artifact are you trying to make?"
Rune said softly in a low voice, "Long ago, an evil force led by Tarakudo appeared in the Sakura Kingdom. They commanded nine shadow legions. Righteous people forged ten ghost masks to seal this evil force. Nine of them were used to seal the nine ghost generals of the shadow legions, and the tenth mask was used to seal Tarakudo."
"The Ghost Mask contains nine Ghost Generals of the Shadow Legion. Once someone wears the Ghost Mask, the Ghost Generals within will gradually influence the wearer, igniting the wearer's resentment, and eventually the wearer will be completely possessed by the Ghost Generals."
"When the nine ghost masks that sealed the Demon General are put together, the black energy will continuously gather, causing the masks to crack and releasing the Demon General, unleashing ultimate darkness upon the world!"
Nabu looked at Rune like he was an idiot: "I've never heard of any Ghost General, nor have I ever seen a mask that can unleash ultimate darkness."
"But there is indeed ultimate darkness in this universe," Rune said with a smile. Being able to manipulate shadows naturally means that he can create puppets from shadows, and of course, he can also create alchemical artifacts like the Ghost Mask that can manipulate shadow puppets.
Naboo sighed. "You know far too much."
Rune quickly finished inscribing the runes and began pouring large amounts of dark magic into them. Then, shadows writhed in the magic workshop, clinging to the walls like living creatures, plunging the surroundings into darkness once more.
The immense dark magic, like a burst dam, poured wildly into the mask. The mask began to tremble, initially only slightly, but as the magic continued to flow, fine cracks gradually appeared along its edges, from which a viscous black substance seeped out, like dried blood peeling off.
"You've injected too much dark magic!" Naboo warned. "This metal can't withstand it!"
However, the next moment, Rune took out another metal. There was only a small piece of that silvery-white metal, and Rune only took a small layer of it, but after plating it on, it sealed the enormous dark magic power inside the mask.
Finally, everything returned to calm.
If Naboo had a physical form, he would already be frowning. "Both of the metals you just took out seem a bit strange—"
Of course it's strange; neither of them comes from this universe. But Rune didn't say much, instead beginning to examine the alchemical artifact. The mask was imbued with immense dark magic, and even with an outer layer of adamantium plating, it still possessed a matte black texture. He put on the mask, and at his will, several black warriors wielding knives emerged from the surrounding shadows.
"Wow, it actually worked!"