In the end, Boluogo's promotion ceremony was scheduled for three days. After hearing the decision, Boluogo felt a little nervous. Just like when he was preparing for the implantation ceremony, Boluogo would take a further step on the road to transcendence.
When leaving, Aimu handed Bologg a guide book, which expounded the nature of each occult faction and described in detail the occult tendencies that may arise when different schools of thought are combined with each other.
Bologo needs this guide book very much. After all, after being promoted to a believer, Bologo will open a sub-school to distort his own secret energy and guide it in a more powerful direction.
After Lebius's demonstration, Bologo has given up the idea of using the original school as a derivative of the secondary school. As an undead, Bologo has a long enough time to improve all the etheric skills, and there is no need to use them at all.
This valuable distortion is used in the original school.
More importantly, with the help of Aimu, Boluogo's control of the ether can easily be improved by one stage, which is enough to make up for the shortcomings in this area.
The Secret School of Enlightenment was also ignored by Boluogo. This mysterious school specializes in the study of secret sources and does not improve combat much. For Boluogo, a violent maniac, it is unattractive. The same is true for the Contract School.
, Borogo barely thought about it.
Next, the only ones left for Boluogo to consider are the School of Illusion, the School of Ethereal, the School of Control, the School of Ascension, and the School of Artifice.
Boluogo walked slowly in the corridor, and while opening the instruction book, he recalled the previous conversation with Bailie in his mind.
"Some schools are very incompatible. If you choose to use them as a sub-school, your power may not advance but retreat."
After Bailie calmed down her emotions, she and Bologo seriously discussed the next promotion.
"For example, the Ethereal School, a school of occult energy that is completely focused on spiritual will, is not suitable to be paired with the School of Control that focuses on distortion of reality.
There is also the Body Ascending School. The reason why I do not recommend you to derive this school is very simple. The undead are the most powerful bodies, and this school is just a burden to you.
Then there is the School of Illusion... The School of Illusion can be considered, just like the Snake Scale Liquid, so that you can create your own imaginary domination objects for domination operations, but it always feels a bit unnecessary?"
Bailey had a headache about Boluogo.
"The most special thing about you is that we don't have a precise understanding of the power of Overlord Xilin."
Bailey told Bologo, "Every secret energy system has an optimized path. Just like Palmer, he thought that his promotion ceremony would be difficult, but after several generations of the Clerks family,
Thanks to his efforts, his promotion path has been optimized to perfection."
Boluogo understands this, and the Klex family's unique "Road to the Wind".
"There are many such perfect paths and orders in the bureau, but you are different. You possess unknown power... Maybe Overlord Xilin doesn't understand his own power? The most important thing is..."
"The most important thing is that you can't judge who owns this power, right?" Boluogo interrupted Bailey.
"you mean?"
Boluogo slowly raised his hand, and with the activation of the alchemy matrix, cyan light tracks spread all over Boluogo's palm, emitting bursts of green light.
"I have talked with TEDA before, and he said that I am too special as a ruler."
Boluogo put his hand on Bailey's desk, and a cyan light track instantly covered it.
"The School of Control uses ether as a medium to distort and control real matter, but I am different. I break through the limitations of the alchemy matrix and spread it to matter, assimilate them... and become a part of my body.
Dominate.”
As Burlogo narrated, fine cracks spread on Bailey's desk. Under Burlogo's orders, the hard wooden board began to break bit by bit, gradually annihilating into fine dust starting from the corners of the table.
"I'm not destroying it, I'm destroying myself, a part of me."
Looking at Bailey with glowing green eyes, Boluogo recounted his original conversation with TEDA.
"TEDA said that I may not be from the control school, but my ability to express my secret energy in the early stage classified me as a control school..."
"Are you saying that you are most likely an undiscovered Constructor of the Construct School?"
Bailey understood the implication of Boluogo's words, and then she became distressed, "If you are a Condensationist of the Construct School, then you will be in trouble."
"What's wrong?"
"The reason why the Artificial School is special is that its complex and treacherous nature is difficult to classify. For this reason, the promotion of this kind of secret power will also be very difficult when choosing a derivative sub-school."
Bailey stretched out her hand and knocked on Boluogo's chest.
"You first need to know who you are before you can follow your own path, but now you don't even know what you are, let alone make the next choice."
"If you put it this way...how do the other Condensation Schools of Artifact School make their choices?" Boluogo asked.
"Do you really want to know the answer?"
"think."
"The answer is... let them grow wildly."
Bailey spread her hands, "The Construct School itself is treacherous and disorderly. It is an extremely chaotic school, and no rules and regulations are suitable to be imposed on it. For the condensers of these schools, our promotion advice is to follow the pursuit of
It’s your own voice, that is, whatever you want.”
Listening to Baili's extremely simple answer, Boluogo raised his forehead slightly and said, "It seems difficult to handle?"
"It's really a bit difficult to handle."
Bailey looked thoughtful, then she looked at Aimu who was standing silently aside, "People from the Hall of Scholars also need to participate, right?"
"Yes." Aimu nodded.
"Tell them it's OK to participate, but there's a price to pay."
Bologg looked surprised. Aimu didn't know about the Hall of Scholars, but Bologg still knew about it. He remembered that the Hall of Scholars was a branch inside the sublimation furnace core, and it was filled with masters of alchemy.
Should I say that she deserves to be Bailly? Even these masters of alchemy dare to blackmail her.
"The price... Even I don't have the power to directly mobilize that thing, but those old immortals must have a way."
"what are you up to?"
Bologordo paid attention to Bailey and always felt that Bailey was going to do something extraordinary.
"It's nothing. You are very unlucky. The power you carry is too strange and mysterious. But fortunately, you are not the only unlucky person. There is another unlucky person who has waded through the water for you."
Under Bailey's description, Boluogo instinctively thought of that sleeping figure like a god.
"We may be able to find the answer in Overlord Xilin... Even if there is no answer, it is an excellent reference." Baili muttered.
Boluogo's eyes were slightly distracted, and then he released the secret power and kept thinking about all this, but this thinking did not last long. The green light dissipated, and with a crackling sound, the shaky desk collapsed.
It turned into powder on the ground, and all kinds of ornaments and documents were piled in the dust.
Bailey and Boluogo looked at each other. Aimu made a panic expression and stretched out his hands to prepare what to do...
Time returned to the present, and Boluogo moved his arms. If Aimu is like a cat, even if Bailey is a leopard, should he be said to be a master of metamorphic metal? He hits metal with a hammer every day
, I also developed a whole body of tendons, and it hurts so much when I pick myself up.
"Overlord Xilin..."
Boluogo whispered, this long-dead man filled every part of Boluogo's life like a shadow.
After knocking on the door, Boluogo looked at Lebius who was busy and asked him.
"I have something to ask."
"Say it."
Lebius was still like that, without raising his head.
"You...do you know Overlord Xilin?"
Lebius's busyness stopped for a while, and his hanging arms fell. He raised his head and looked at Boluogo. He did not get angry or question, he just said in a calm tone.
"That would be a long story."
Boluogo closed the door of the office and sat on the sofa nearby.
"I don't have anything to do today, so I have plenty of time."
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