The Apocalypse Continent is a real continent compared to the Old Continent. The Old Continent is a marginal island at best. Although the Apocalypse Continent cannot be compared with the Traditional Continent, at least in the world of wizards, the importance of this continent is still recognized.
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Dev is an exchange student appointed by the Yinlu Royal Wizard Group, and went to the Hurricane Tower in the southern region of Fan Continent for ‘exchange learning’.
The above is what Dev himself said.
In fact, all the talented people on the ship knew that the so-called Yinlu Royal Wizard Group was actually created by some apprentices in Hurricane Tower who were unable to advance to formal wizards after leaving the apprenticeship. Relying on some previous connections in Hurricane Tower,
You can get recommended quotas for some talented people.
So 'exchange student' is pure nonsense. An organization with thousands of years of foundation and official wizards in charge will communicate with an organization of wizard apprentices composed entirely of old, weak, sick and disabled? Are you still awake?
However, everyone knew it, but they kept it silent in their hearts, because no one dared to offend Dev. After all, no matter how old, weak, sick or disabled he is, he is still an extraordinary being. According to rumors, there is an official wizard in the Yinlu Royal Wizard Group.
He became close to his apprentice, but sadly returned to the Central Empire because he failed to advance.
With this relationship, coupled with the Central Empire's abundant financial resources, no one dared to offend Dev too much. Even if Dev's behavior was arrogant and dandy, they would silently endure it in their hearts.
As Dev walked into the restaurant, the noise around him immediately became much quieter.
Because of this, Angel heard someone whispering beside him: "Hey, why is he the only one today, and why are his followers not here?"
Dev seemed to have heard it, and he glared at the person who spoke. When he saw the person cowering in fear and burying his head in his meal, he laughed and left.
But when Dev walked out of the crowd, his arrogant expression instantly cooled down.
He just went to find his attendants. All the rooms were closed, and he didn’t know where they were.
"These damn bastards." Dev cursed in a low voice with gritted teeth. Without the service of the waiter, he even had to serve the food himself.
Although Dev was used to being arrogant in the group of gifted people, he had obviously heard about the big background of the "Redbud", so he did not conflict with the chef and obediently found an empty seat with his dinner plate and sat down.
Angel glanced at Dev when he came in, and then never paid attention to Dev again from beginning to end.
He was now caught in a small doubt. After Dev stepped into the restaurant, Angel clearly heard the door panel ringing twice, but only Dev came in.
Could it be that I have been using my brain too much these past few days and have auditory hallucinations?
Angel has been trained by Jon since he was a child to have the instinct to observe the surrounding environment. This training is not to seek good luck and avoid disaster, but to capture details and combine self-realization, and to obtain inspiration and opportunities from everything. In short, it is for
The ability to reflect self-knowledge.
Angel has always been proud of his ability to capture subtle details, but today he seems to have failed a bit.
Angel shook his head and gave up thinking about this weird detail. It had nothing to do with him and was a waste of time.
He likes to enjoy the explosion of taste buds brought by delicious food, and will even be addicted to delicious food, but only if it is 'good food'. He chooses to accept the food on the plate that can only satisfy his hunger, without indulging in it. While eating, his thoughts wander again
Get up and start mental arithmetic for some unsolved answers.
A scream came from not far away, interrupting Angel's thoughts of which planet he had flown to.
"Ahhh! Who are you? Come out!" A sharp male voice rang through the entire restaurant, followed by the sound of tableware being smashed.
Angel frowned and looked at it with displeasure.
Not far away, I saw the originally arrogant Third Prince of the Central Empire in a state of embarrassment. He covered his neck with one hand, and blood flowed out from between his fingers. With the other hand, he lifted up the tablecloth and kept waving it around.
The tableware was broken all over the floor.
Dev was like an angry bull terrier, waving his claws around. But it was useless, because there was no one within twenty meters around him.
"Hey, are you crazy again? No! Why is he bleeding?"
"Didn't you see the knife marks on his neck?" Someone murmured in a low voice, "It's strange, but there's no one around him?"
"It can't be a ghost, right?"
The talented people who were watching were talking a lot, but no one thought of stepping forward to help. Not to mention how bad Dev's character was, the strange situation alone made them hesitate.
"The blood flow is very fast, but it is not gushing. It should be a cut on the vein." Angel glanced at it and thought to himself: "Even if it is a cut on the vein, with his current blood flow rate, if 10
If you don’t get first aid within minutes, you will definitely die.”
"There is a knife wound, but there is no one holding the knife." Angel looked around and saw no one near Dev. He suddenly remembered the strange second sound of the door panel before, his brows stretched and his eyes flickered:
"It's interesting."
An invisible person? A wizard apprentice? Or, a peer genius?
Angel prefers the latter. If you are a wizard apprentice, there is no need to be invisible and assassinate, and you can't miss a hit.
Angel was thinking to himself, Dev was still going crazy, but as time went by, his voice became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, he didn't know what sound he heard, and he suddenly picked up the red wine on the table next to him and moved toward the southeast window.
He poured it over violently.
The bright red wine did not splash onto the wooden wall as expected, but was forced to stop in mid-air five meters away.
The wine slowly flowed down, and a red figure gradually appeared.
"Is there really someone? And he's invisible!" Someone exclaimed, pointing to the man who was revealed after being doused with wine. "It can't be the wizard!"
"Master Wizard? Don't be kidding me. How could a high-ranking Master Wizard become invisible and assassinate us? If you want us dead, you only need to spit, and we will never get over." Someone sneered.
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"Wait and see, you'll know who it is soon." A certain genius next to him pointed at the invisible man, "I remember Mr. Comerne talked about the invisibility technique, which relies on illusion to become invisible, hiding in strange places.
Divine invisibility in space, and invisibility that relies on light and shadow to create visual illusions, the first two can only be practiced by formal wizards. Below the formal magic spells, the only level 0 trick that can have the invisibility effect is the juggle of light and shadow."
The Lord Cormorn in this person's mouth is the leader of the wizard organization "Gravity Forest" and a second-level wizard apprentice.
"The light and shadow are mixed. The person who uses this trick will definitely appear as long as he is touched by a foreign object."
"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the other party is using invisible alchemy tools. However, even Lord Cormorn cannot afford such alchemy tools."
As the man spoke, the invisible man who was splashed with red wine revealed his true form.
Angel looked over and raised his eyebrows: He was a handsome young man wearing tattered clothes and a rebellious face.
Angel didn't know the other person, but judging from the other person's clothing and the details of his movements, this talented person's family background should belong to the poor.
A poor boy from the bottom of the class, a noble and dandy prince.
The poor boy's face was full of rebelliousness. Looking at Dev who was bleeding profusely, his mouth opened with an arrogant and bloodthirsty smile, faintly filled with the pleasure of revenge.
When the once noble prince saw the poor boy's true form, his eyes were full of disbelief and resentment, and there was a hint of regret in his ferocious expression.
"Interesting, the story behind these two people may be so bloody that Mana will gossip about it for a whole year." Angel smiled and recalled when Mana, the head maid, once gossiped about Waterford's famous cheating male aristocrat.
Scenario.
Angel shook his head and was about to turn around and leave the restaurant. He didn't want to waste time in such a bloody drama.
Just as he stood up, a middle-aged lady with an aristocratic look and silver hair appeared in the chaotic scene.
Angel happened to have heard of this elegant and elegant lady: Mrs. Merlin, a third-level wizard apprentice who was in charge of the Redbud, from the wizard organization - Hurricane Tower.
Now that Mrs. Meilin has appeared, the ending of the poor boy who kills with a knife is foreseeable... Huh?! Angel's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw Mrs. Meilin coming to the center of the field, and he didn't even think about it.
Pay no attention to the half-dead Dev lying on the ground, but with a look of surprise, there are a lot of teenagers with knives on him.
Mrs. Meilin raised her hand and waved, and all the dirt on the young man was wiped away.
"What's your name?" Mrs. Merlin asked the poor boy.
"Isli. Dear Lord Meilin, my name is Isli." The young man said respectfully. He did not give his last name because he did not have a 'surname'. 'Surname' represents the inheritance of a family.
He was an orphan, and his name was the name of the wolfdog raised by the noble master who he had served. In order to get this name, he fought with the wolfdog until his body was dripping with blood, and finally broke the wolfdog's neck, and then the nobleman said "I
The name "Sili" was given to him.
"Isli, okay. I remember your name."
"You're fine! The magic source has been exported in a short period of time... Could it be that your natural mental power is higher than 20 points?" Mrs. Meilin suddenly stretched out her hand and directly touched Yisli's forehead.
"Sure enough, your natural mental power value is 23 points, which allows you to save a lot of time in the early stage, at least 10 times faster than ordinary talented people! No wonder you can guide the source of magic power so quickly." Mrs. Meilin smiled.
Kai, said to the young man: "Half a month ago, I told you the principle of light and shadow. If you can use light and shadow, it means that you have understood the basic knowledge of light and shadow. This is very good, very good!"<
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"You have to remember that wizards' spells are based on knowledge and magic. Both are indispensable. You have now entered the door of a junior wizard apprentice. From today on, you move to the top floor." p>
After saying these words, Mrs. Meilin turned and left without looking back.
Dev on the ground was already in a state of death. When the beautiful figure of Mrs. Meilin disappeared in the Baifu restaurant, Dev's desperate eyes slowly became dull... In the end, no one reached out to help Dev.
While watching, my body became completely cold.
The murderer, Yisli, looked at the cold corpse on the ground, smiled slightly, and turned away.
No one condemned him, and no one dared to call him. At least on this ship, Yisli had completed a transformation and became a being that could dominate the lives of others.
Angel left silently. He now deeply felt that wizards really did not distinguish between black and white, and good and evil were not worth mentioning in their eyes.
The Yinlu Royal Wizard Group behind Dev comes from the wizarding force that Mrs. Meilin belongs to. However, even so, Mrs. Meilin still refuses to save her, and doesn't even bother to raise her eyes to look at Dev. It can be seen that the wizard has no regard for the wizard.
The attitude of mortals is indifferent and cruel.
After this incident, Angel even doubled down on eliminating his sense of existence. Until he has no strength left, the scythe of death will always be placed on his neck. This is reality, the cruelest reality in the wizarding world.