Under the still-charming sunset, ten wildebeest horses pulled ten children around ten years old, and the vehicle moved forward slowly and leisurely without any obstruction.
There is also a magician or warrior sitting in front of each carriage. The six students enrolled in Tianxuan Academy are sitting on the six carriages in front. On the four carriages behind, there are four young people wearing mage robes on the left and right.
There was also a group of young people around the carriage, with an average age of around twenty-five. Among them were magicians holding magic wands and wearing magic robes, as well as warriors carrying various weapons. They all walked quietly without saying a word.
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The atmosphere seemed a bit depressing, and some timid children couldn't help but burst into tears. Looking back at Antawei City, which was getting further and further away, and the blurry human figures, the tears in some children's eyes became even stronger.
Some of them slipped down the cheeks inadvertently, but not a single child cried out.
"ah--"
Suddenly, a shrill scream reached the ears of the children, and they immediately looked towards the source of the scream.
"ah--"
"ah--"
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There were more screams this time, but they were made by children. Wang Luo, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and glanced at the scene of blood rolling and human heads falling to the ground not far away, and continued practicing with an expressionless face.
"Ah... I want to go back, I want my parents! Ah..."
Seeing this scene, a little girl was stunned for a moment and finally couldn't help crying, which immediately attracted a burst of echoes, and many children started crying.
Wang Luo opened his eyes speechlessly and glanced at the little girl who was holding her arms and crying so hard that she didn't pull her arms away in the end. He had experienced this kind of helplessness before, and he had cried because of it.
"O omnipresent spiritual element, please listen to my call, comfort these poor people, and let them escape from grief... spiritual comfort!"
As Wang Luo's voice fell to the ground, a rune flashed away, and then a gray halo gradually flashed and enveloped the crying little girl.
The little girl stopped crying immediately and looked curiously at the halo that suddenly appeared on her body. She felt so warm, as if she was back in her mother's arms.
In the second carriage where Wang Luo was, several crying children around them stopped crying when they saw this scene and looked at Wang Luo with admiration.
O omnipresent spiritual element, please listen to my call, comfort these poor people, and let them escape from grief...spiritual comfort!"
A childish girl's voice sounded behind Wang Luo, and Wang Luo looked around. Not far from her, a little girl held a small magic wand and read solemnly.
Seeing this scene, many children who had learned this magic reacted. Childish voices began to sound on the carriages, and gray haloes fell on the crying and sad children.
"Thank you, my name is Lisa, you are so amazing, you can actually cast magic!"
Hearing the voice coming from beside him, Wang Luo smiled slightly and said nothing. He closed his eyes and continued to practice. The most important thing now is to regain his strength.
The young people walking around looked at the flashing gray halos, looked at each other and showed a knowing smile. When they were walking this road, the magicians also used this magic.
Most people's eyes were focused on Wang Luo. Although this was just a simple test for admission, it already reflected a lot of things.
Guaguagua...
Just as the motorcade left, there was an unpleasant sound from behind. The children looked back curiously and saw a group of black, duck-sized, crow-like birds coming in groups.
"Oil Crow!"
When Wang Luo opened his eyes, the name of the bird flashed in his mind, and the introduction about them passed through his heart.
The Oil Crow has a shiny black body and is most afraid of fire. Its feathers will burn when exposed to fire. It is a carnivorous animal. However, because it has not even reached the Warcraft level, its attack power is low and it feeds on the corpses of various animals or humans.
Sure enough, Wang Luo remembered correctly. He saw the group of crows circling the fresh corpse for a while. After feeling that there was no danger, they landed on the corpse on the ground, croaking unpleasantly while fighting for the flesh and blood.
Guagua...
Listening to the cries not far away and watching the scene of the oil crows eating not far away, many children who had just calmed down suddenly turned pale. After a while, some of them could not help but vomit.
"The law of the weak and the strong is the eternal law of Tianxuan Continent, and this law is vividly demonstrated in the Fallen Land. The weak here can only be eaten by the oil crows. If you don't work hard to practice in the future, one day, you may lie down
It’s you who are there!”
A slightly old voice suddenly sounded faintly, echoing in the ears of every child, and many of them turned pale again.
Guagua...
The unpleasant and even terrifying screams sounded again. The children couldn't help but look around and saw the oil crow that had finished eating flew away with a cry. A white skeleton loomed on the earth, as if telling the children something.
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The carriage continued to move forward, and the children, who had been lively at first, fell silent again, and a depressing atmosphere filled the air.
Hearing the old magician's words, Wang Luo's eyes flashed with confusion, and he was very confused: Is this really a school? It feels like being trained to be a killer?...
Wang Luo, who couldn't figure out the reason and whose spiritual consciousness had calmed down, gave up on practicing and began to observe the surrounding environment to see how terrifying this fallen place in Wen Tianxuan Continent was.
As the carriage moved forward, a faint smell of blood spread into Wang Luo's nose, and unknown bones began to appear on the ground from time to time. Wang Luo, who had been observing the environment carefully, also discovered that there were
The color also changed, from the original earthy yellow to a dull reddish brown.
Gradually, more and more children smelled the pungent smell of blood and frowned. Some clever children, remembering the spiritual comfort just now, began to cast magic.
"O omnipresent wind element, please listen to my call and turn into waves of breeze to blow away the evil in the world... Qingfeng Technique!"
A little boy cast magic, and after a blue rune flashed away, a breeze blew inexplicably, blowing away the ubiquitous smell of blood. However, he only had time to take a deep breath of fresh air, and the smell of blood filled the air again.
Come and take up the whole space.
Several other people also encountered this situation. They looked at each other and finally looked at Wang Luo, who was in deep thought. They all remembered that the first spiritual comfort was given by Wang Luo.
At this moment, the old magician's voice sounded faintly again, accompanied by the ubiquitous smell of blood, drifting into every child's ears.
"Magic is not omnipotent. Sometimes there are things that you have to face sooner or later and you have to accept. This is just a simple test for admission. No one is allowed to use magic anymore. You will get used to it slowly!"