Tahila was still wearing pajamas, but the women of the Leoland family were conservative in style. Her nightgown was bright silver soft silk. Although loose, she wrapped her whole body tightly. At this moment, she couldn't believe it and watched Heras gradually float and rise, and control it more and more flexible, and even began to move and avoid it in a small way.

"He is not an idiot! He has also advanced to the middle level." Tahira's cold sweat couldn't help but flow out. The other family descendants also felt that Heras had been promoted to the middle level, and he used the high-difficulty level 4 magic as the promotion level. This once again proved the correctness of his title of magic genius. Judging from his personality, what kind of revenge will those who had humiliated him a week ago face?

Sarod pursed his pale thin lips tightly, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his nails were deeply trapped in the palm of his hand, extreme anger and jealousy, and accompanied by worries made him unable to stabilize his emotions. The Marquis in the past did not seem to protect himself, and his intention to kill Heras was fully revealed. What will happen next? He has been hiding beside his father?

The Marquis looked at his second son and shook his head slightly. He was more concerned about another issue than Heras recovered his strength and became an intermediate spellcaster. The sign just now was recorded only once, when the Grand Governor Harman stimulated the resurrection body, three heartbeats also resounded through Zuldera, the capital of the Frost Troll Empire. However, Harman activated this ability when he advanced to the legendary Troll Bereavement, and Heras was obviously a first-level blood knight.

"This is unreasonable...Dillian's mother is not a blood vessel, and her son's blood vessels should be weakened more severely." And the blood vessel weakening agent that Heras had taken for a long time was prepared by the Marquis himself, so he naturally knew that the agents were not inferior products. Then he realized an unheard of phenomenon: "Can a blood vessel cast spells instantly?"

The Marquis' calm expression could not tell the storm that was stirring up inside him. He congratulated him faintly: "I'm glad you can recover and advance, Heras."

Heras, who was easily manipulating his body to make some evasive movements quickly, came back to his senses, and the excitement of casting the spell for the first time made him intoxicated. He bowed to the Marquis in the air: "Thank you for your congratulations, uncle."

This sentence made the members of the Leoland family present unconsciously open their mouths... Tahira could even put an egg in her small and delicate mouth. Is this Heras? He would be so polite!? Has his damaged brain not fully recovered...

The Marquis was also a little surprised because he had no statement when Yara was declared treason, and Heras had always disrespected him. Out of care for the family's magic genius and patience with his elders, the Marquis did not mind much about Heras. After Delian passed away sadly and ordered Good to take care of him for a while, until he was promoted to a formal mage and had the power to protect himself.

He nodded slightly, and the Marquis did not continue to speak. His voice rang out directly in Heras's ear: "It seems that you are much more mature. Heras, I don't know how you can cast spells instantly as a blood vessel. I don't plan to delve into this issue. Most of the spell casters are not from the blood vessel family. But there are many blood vessels who are eager for magic. Try not to reveal these two powers at the same time in the future."

Heras found that the family descendants had no response to the Marquis' words, "Only you can hear it? This should be a sound wave bundling technique."

The Marquis was right. Due to the existence of the Pillars of Void, most mages are very confident about the magic power they have mastered! No one can establish an organization that crosses the plane except the casters. Some powerful legendary mages gathered the top casters of various planes of human beings to establish the Federation of Mages of All Realms, and established a magnificent magic city with countless magic towers in the twisted endless void. The headquarters of the Federation is located in the Pillars of Void. The Marquis is also a member of the Federation. After the casters are powerful to a certain extent, they will be invited by the Federation.

The Federation of Mages of the World is not a political institution and does not participate in any conflicts between human planes and disputes between national races within the planes. In fact, many legendary spellcasters of non-human races can enter the top level of the Federation. Even members who belong to hostile countries or who have deep hatred must be very restrained in the Pillar of the Void. Once they fight in the city, the subsequent punishment will be quite severe!

The main purpose of the Federation is to study magic and discuss academically, and to work with the plane gods to maintain the plane operation. Since it is difficult for the gods to extend their power far away from the plane, the Federation plays a crucial role in this regard.

Although the bloodlines are also very powerful, they are difficult to understand the knowledge of the movement between planes and the special laws in the distortion of the void. Even if they can understand it, they do not have the mental power to use it. Therefore, compared with the mages, the bloodlines seem a little unfree - they have to rely on magical power to cross the plane. A small number of bloodlines have developed an extreme desire for magic.

Heras understood the meaning of the Marquis, which implyed that he would leave the imperial capital quietly as soon as possible. The movement of his activation of the resurrection body might have reached the palace, and the capital would be excited tomorrow because of this news. And now too many people saw him cast spells instantly. The Marquis could hide it for a few days at most. After that, I don’t know how many powerful bloodlines who desire magic would have to make a decision.

When he bowed to the Marquis again, Heras felt that the people of the Leoland family were really terrifyingly realistic, and this was also one of the characteristics of the Magic Family.

The magic family is not as relaxed as the bloodline nobles and the god-fed nobles. One is prosperous with its innate bloodline, and the other is attracting the favor of the gods with the accumulated divine grace from generation to generation. As long as there is no powerful mage in one or two generations of the magic family, the family will decline rapidly because magic power cannot be inherited. Maintaining a magic family requires continuous efforts from generation to generation and can never relax. This has created the extreme reality of the magic family - as long as it has magic potential, the family will cultivate you no matter how you do it.

Of course, extreme reality means that once the potential is lost, the family will ignore it and let it die.

The Marquis was about to say something, when a noisy sound came from the door, accompanied by the neighing of the horse. It seemed that many nobles could not hold back. This phenomenon was too obvious. Anyone with a little knowledge could guess that someone activated the resurrection body. At present, only Heras had the bloodline of the Blood King in the Leoland family.

"You must keep the matter of Heras being able to cast spells secret." After he was so calm that he ordered the family members, the marquis disappeared from the spot. He was busy dealing with the nobles who came to hear the news. As for how long it could be kept secret, the marquis was not sure, just dragging him until Heras left the imperial capital.

Heras looked at the members of his family who were "watching" him, including many of his elders, more of whom were descendants of his peers. He was going to resolve the misunderstandings with them. After all, it was not a good thing to be hated by his peers.

His thoughts moved slightly, and his whole body landed in front of them. Tahira and others subconsciously took a few steps back... Only Sarod was still stubbornly standing there.

"It seems that Young Master Heras is really famous..." Seeing the subconscious reactions of his family's descendants, he couldn't help but complain.

"Don't congratulate me?" He smiled at Tashila and stretched out his right hand. He really thanked Tashila. His cousin didn't want to really hurt him from the beginning, but just wanted to teach him a lesson. He also indirectly helped him restore his strength for the little calculation in her heart.

Tahira's mind was a little unmoved. Last time, because she didn't congratulate Hiras on her advance to a formal mage, she was stripped of her underwear and hung at the gate of the magic school. Now Heras's question undoubtedly evokes the tragic memories of her childhood.

Apparently Heras realized the problem, and he smiled awkwardly, then opened his arms and made a hug gesture.

Tahira looked at him in confusion, but still hugged him gently: "Congratulations, my dear cousin."

"Thank you." Heras smiled concisely, and Tahira also smiled. She really believed that her cousin had changed. "Maybe he was acting since childhood?" Recalling Heras' superb acting skills when pretending to be an idiot, she suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

Heras shook hands with the family descendants one by one, looking at their expressions as if they were in a dream. Heras was amused when he passed by Sarod just nodded and stopped looking at him. Although he decided to reconcile with his peers, he did not have any good feelings for this person who wanted his life again and again. If Peter was here, Heras would definitely not want to pay attention to the annoying fat man.

After the family descendants left like sleepwalking, Heras looked at the messy room. His bedroom had completely turned into a garbage dump, nothing was complete, and the ceiling was half collapsed.

"Where will I sleep tonight?" He thought depressed while checking, and then stepped on a hard thing, and Heras picked him up. This was the ruby ​​ring he had been carrying on his hand. The thing fell down when his body was broken just now.

"Space Ring?" When he touched the ring, his words came to his mind. The gift made by his father Yara when he went to magic school on the first day, but he disappeared for a long time before he could hand it over to Heras. When Yara was teleported back to the Liusha Magic Council again, he was suddenly declared a traitor.

As a magical item carefully crafted by an outstanding master, this ring even surpasses the space equipment priced in million gold kroners (10,000 quicksand black tarots), and has a stable space equivalent to three times the size of Herath's bedroom. However, nothing with the breath of life cannot be placed.

During the production, the ring incorporates the spiritual mark of Heras, but only the mental power of a level 4 mage can be opened. Heras has always regarded it as a souvenir of his father.

Look at what that cheap dad left for me...Heras is looking forward to using his mental power to open up the space inside.

Empty... only a folded piece of paper...

Herath sighed in disappointment and took out the note and opened it.

"The plane is about to die!" The words mixed with Chaos and Abyss words made of hideous lines on it shocked Heras. As soon as he opened the note, he turned into ashes, and then even the ashes disappeared completely without a trace.

A chill made Heras feel as if he was poured on his head by ice water, and he shivered: "What does this mean?"

This note was not for him to show! Heras immediately made a judgment.

Without a quantum brain scan, he would not be able to see what the higher magic texts that were misaligned in order above would mean before burning the notes. If it were the notes left to him by his father, he would never use this method!
Chapter completed!