Okules came to his senses and replied respectfully: "Yes, sir. As long as I overcome the energy problem, I can make the transmission network nodes spread throughout the Surama area."

In fact, he didn't say anything later. As long as he understands the relationship between the magic power of the Eternal Well and the Magic Net, this technology will be able to be promoted to the entire empire. But he doesn't want this magician with obvious status to feel that he is an apprentice who can only speak big talk. After all, he hasn't practiced it yet, and he doesn't know how difficult it is to implement it.

"Very good, very good," the mage sitting on the chair nodded. "I didn't expect that the problem that has troubled the night elves for many years was solved by a small apprentice like you. It seems that you do have a talent in a thousand."

Okules was filled with joy to hear such praise from a great man who was suspected of a magician.

Valtoi, who had always maintained a respectful manner, looked at the other party secretly, with suspicion in his eyes, thinking about the other party's plans.

"Okules, talents like you should not be buried. Why not seek another famous teacher and release your unique potential?" the man said again.

Valtoy suddenly understood, no wonder this man's clothing style did not look like a local, but he came here from a foreign land to poach people. Similar things emerged among the major magic research institutions in the Cardore Empire.

But... why did the other party look like he was specifically for Ouclus? She couldn't help but wonder, her friend had always been an unknown elementary apprentice, so how could he attract the attention of the outside world?

But none of these questions mattered. She knew that Okules could not leave, at least until the academic achievements were plagiarized, they could not leave.

In order to cover up the charge of academic plagiarism, his mentor Kulle Xingfeng could not allow him to leave. Valtoy even worried that the Xingfeng family would choose to kill people to silence them. As soon as Okules died, no one would report Kulle Xingfeng's crimes.

But Valtoy knew his friends too well. As long as the other party showed his identity and offered some conditions, such as providing a wealth of research environment, Okules would immediately agree. It might even be that his mind would leave Surama City before his master-apprentice relationship with Kule Xingfeng was terminated.

Isn't this an excuse to act completely against the laws of the Cardore Empire?

"Sir, what you mean..." Ouclus asked in a daze.

"Yes, I'm sending you an olive branch, Ouclus. If you are willing to be my apprentice, I can teach you space magic that is far beyond the night elves' era, with its profound mystery, far beyond your imagination."

The man on the seat said with a smile, and as he spoke, he lowered his left hand, stroking his chin. Under the moonlight, his slender fingers were so pale. For the night elves, this skin color was almost sick and completely abnormal.

When Okules heard this, the light of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes. Valtoi was shocked. As they thought about it, no one noticed the other's unusual skin color.

She took two steps forward and hurriedly said before her friend's reply: "Sir, O'Culles' thirty-year apprenticeship period has not yet ended. Unless she has received the approval of her tutor, such behavior is illegal."

"Why, I'm worried that the plagiarist abused the noble power to be unfavorable to your friend?" The person on the chair smiled.

Valtoy was stunned for a moment, trying hard to see the other person's expression, but the faint hazy black shadow completely blocked her vision. Although she didn't know what the other person was about this, she nodded frankly, "Yes, sir."

Okules, who was beside him, also reminiscented and calmed down.

"I am just a shameless despicable villain. Can't I solve this problem?" the man said, bowing forward slightly, and appearing in the bright moonlight.

The moonlight illuminated the face that was completely different from the night elf. The blue eyes were as bright as stars, as if they contained endless mysteries of the universe. The facial features were delicate, the expression was calm, the corners of the mouth were slightly curled, and there was a hint of expectation.

After seeing the other party's face clearly, the two were shocked and dumbfounded. It turned out to be...

"Previously...prophet?"

Angma smiled slightly, "It's me, you guys. So what about your opinions? I really want to accept you as apprentices. As for the plagiarism of Kule Xingfeng, don't worry, such a despicable villain will naturally not succeed."

"When...of course..."

Okules nodded like pounding garlic. He never dreamed that he had lived in the same room with the legendary prophet for so long, and the other party would take him as an apprentice!

No wonder he was so confident when speaking. Not only Kule Xingfeng, but also the Xingfeng family, and even the Magister Council that ruled Surama City, were no different from ants in his eyes... Is it a matter of one sentence to prove for himself that punishing Kule Xingfeng?

Valtoi was stunned, but she heard the word "pet". The prophet seemed to include her.

Angma seemed to see her question and whispered: "Valtoi, you also have unique talents and potential. I value you as much as Oculus. So, yes, I am inviting you too."

But...why? In shock, Valtoy couldn't help but wonder again. Oculus was fine. After all, he developed unprecedented stance and stabilization technology, so why did the Prophet like him?

She knew how talented she was, she was indeed the best among her peers, but looking at the Kadore Empire, there were at least dozens of people who were similar to her, not to mention hundreds, but how special she was, could she have the eyes of the prophet?

This time, the prophet seemed to have understood what she thought and answered: "It is fate that guides me to find you. In the future, you will definitely join the wave of the world and play an indispensable and important role..."

"...Valtoi, go back and talk to your mentor, Chief Arcane Ms. Erin. I believe she is very happy to send you to me for a while in the name of academic exchanges. It's getting late, and it's time for me to leave."

After saying that, Angma stood up from the seat. As he stood up, his body disintegrated into starry arcane energy bit by bit, and dissipated into the air out of thin air. This scene that overturned the inherent cognition shocked the two people in the room again.

"At night tomorrow, I will wait for the good news in the western suburbs."

Angma's voice suddenly sounded in the room. This peaceful voice full of wisdom seemed to be far away in the sky, echoing in the room for a long time.

It was not until it completely calmed down and the two men who were far from recovering from their shock that they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Are we going?" Okules asked blankly.

Valtoy took a deep breath, and his obviously dysplasia chest then raised high, "Go, why not? This is a... a rare opportunity. Are you not interested in the prophet's magic?"

The two of them fell into silence, each with their own thoughts.

After a long time, Oculus looked at his body washed white and was eroded by space forces during the years of space magic experiments. The fabric on the cuffs had begun to crystallize, and asked with some disconfidence:

"Do you think I need to buy a decent robe?"

Valtoy glanced at his friend, "More than that. I suggest you better get a haircut... In an hour, I will see you, and I have to report to the tutor..."

"Um."

...

At dusk the next day, two figures walked with each other outside the forest in the western suburbs.

It is Ronin and Crassus who are deeply troubled by the sequelae.

The time guardian Nozdom wanted to send them back to the ancient war period, and they had originally pulled the two into the time portal, but in the middle, Angma had to temporarily advance the time node for the two to settle two years later. This change led to the two suffering a much more painful "torture" than expected.

However, under the care of the high-level priestess Mavi, both of them have recovered almost. At least they can walk in the ground and occasionally take a walk in the forest. Ronin is basically fine, but Crassus is still in a weak look.

Ronning followed Crasus closely, paying attention to the footsteps of good mentors and friends at any time. If Crasus falls, he will help him as soon as possible.

It's so sad that the extremely powerful Red Dragon Mage had fallen to such a point. Ronin and Crasus didn't understand what caused this weakness.

Earlier, Angma explained this phenomenon to the two.

This weakness was caused by Crasus - the Red Dragon Cleostroz - in the ancient synopsis and Cleostroz of the young.

The pedometer phenomenon involves profound time rules, but it can also be explained simply. As long as it is not a existence that transcends time, whether it is going to the future or going back to the past, once it encounters oneself in the same period, the pedometer phenomenon will occur.

These two individuals will fall into extremely tormented weakness because of the other party's appearance. In the official history, when returning to the ancient Crasus, he cannot change back to the dragon clan form. His young esoteric body cannot transform into a human form.

Angma's explanation is that the peptidomy phenomenon is not so serious, and perhaps the culprit is another person.

But this explanation is really worrying.

The arrival of the two may have been known by the ancient gods.

Although the ancient gods have already started early in the war in the ancient times and no longer dare to act rashly in the environment where the Burning Legion is about to invade, launching war against the high-level guardian Lai and his guardian forces, and also turning to a small-scale level of low-intensity, they can still do some dirty things in secret.

Given that the earth guardian Nesario has been corrupted, perhaps the ancient god instructed him to do something to Crasus's homosexual, the young Cleostroz, to hinder several people from acting.

In other words, the young Cleostroz may be suffering some kind of torture, and his pain was transmitted to Crasus through the phenomenon of the same body, causing him to be extremely weak.

Angma was about to go there to check the situation, and he promised that no matter what difficulties the young Cleostroz encountered, he would lend a helping hand. This would make Crasus feel much more at ease.

Looking at Crasus walking to a clearing, Ronin asked worriedly: "Crasus, do you really want to do this?"

Crassus nodded: "I have to give it a try."

"I think you'd better ask Angma for advice." Ronin sighed, and before he knew it, he had already regarded Angma as his backbone.

After all, no one is more familiar with the ancient environment than him. He decided to change the timeline and the person who found and took care of him was also him.

Ronning has not yet been able to convince himself that the young man who was once with Prince Kelthas, who was often bullied by Miss Lannathal and buried in piles of bills, had grown to this level.

"It's just a transformation. There's no need to alarm Angma. He's busy enough." Crasus shook his head and took off his coat one by one.

Transformation is a ability that all members of the Five-Colored Dragon Clan can transform into human-shaped races and facilitate their behavior.

Originally, he didn't have to take off his clothes. He just cast a spell to ensure that his clothes would not be torn to pieces during the process of returning to their original form. But he was very doubtful that if he was so weak, he could still cast such a spell, even if it was extremely simple.

In a painful growl, a dragon's phantom appeared around Crasus's body. His body began to expand, his hands stretched, and his back arched. It seemed that a pair of dragon wings wanted to break through the skin on his back stretched out. In a few breaths, he was about to fill the phantom.

But seeing that the transformation was about to be completed, Crassus suddenly knelt down in pain, his body instantly regained his human form, and the phantom of the dragon disappeared.

"It's true..." Crassus gasped.

Luo Ning sighed helplessly and was about to come forward to help him up. But inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a strange abnormality in the background of the forest. He subconsciously turned his head to stare there.

When he saw the old orc standing on the edge of the forest, wearing bandages and a cane, he couldn't help but stand on the spot.

one……

Orcs?

Luo Ning is watching the old orc.

The old orc was also watching Ronin.

Both sides had the same confusion and deep dikes in their eyes.
Chapter completed!