When he came this time, he had already made a plan. No matter what situation Grete was in, he had a way to deal with it:
Gretel did not advance. He followed the teacher's instructions and was immediately taken to the Tower of Thunder to be detained. He would be released when he advanced;
Grete had already advanced and told him that the teacher had just asked and it was best to go and see him immediately. If not, don't forget the regular meeting next Monday. Don't be too tired after playing outside for two months.
A red heart and two hands prepared. However, despite all the calculations, Grete's ability to become a demon was beyond his imagination.
Not early or late, not forward or backward, just stuck on today to advance?
Are you here to torment me on purpose?
Archmage Carlisle is full of old complaints, and I really don’t know where to start.
Complaints are complaints, he still had to find out the communication tool first and send a message back to the teacher; then, he started coordinating with the captain, the dock, and all parties:
There is a disciple of a legendary mage on board the ship. Please send a pilot from the dock to guide the ship to a quieter location!
Don't make any noise nearby, don't let any ships bump into each other, don't let anything burn or explode!
After disturbing the advancement of the legendary disciple, no one on this dock, big or small, can bear the retaliation afterwards!
The 13th-level Archmage came forward to show off his face, and he also carried the trademark of a legendary mage, so he was naturally unfavorable. Not long after, Gretel's ship set sail leisurely, heading for a quiet harbor specially reserved for him.
Archmage Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he have time to care about the progress in the cabin...
The magic fluctuations feel quite stable, but without the protection, energy supply, and filtering of elemental fluctuations from the mage tower, who knows if there will be any surprises?
He picked up the mage's robe and floated down the narrow and dark stairs without his feet touching the ground.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the cargo hold, I saw Grete's Silver Moon Deer standing majestically. A deer blocked the entire door. When I saw him, I lowered my head slightly and flashed its antlers at him.
Archmage Carlisle: ...Come on, we went in the wrong direction. That barbarian is probably at the cabin door on the other side...
Discuss with Silver Moon Deer and go in directly to take a look. You probably don't have to think about it. Climbing to the other side is too much trouble.
Without even thinking about it, the Archmage recited a spell silently, and a ball of light lit up at his fingertips, drifting toward the cargo hold. Through the hatch, he passed by the Silver Moon Deer...
Then there was a snap, and it burst like a dream bubble. Before the mystical eye screen shattered, Archmage Carlisle took a surprised look and only had time to see a large area of brilliant silver.
……Fine.
No wonder the elemental fluctuations below are so turbulent. It turns out that the little silver dragon unfolded his true body, swallowed the elements himself, and acted as manpower for Gretel. No, it was a dragon power elemental pool?
This boy is so lucky!
Archmage Carlisle clicked his tongue a few times, and still set up a circle of defense up and down the passenger ship, inside and outside. Well, even though the little silver dragon is closely guarding him, his brother's wishes must still be fulfilled, right?
Besides, silver dragons, especially young silver dragons, basically rely on instinct when casting spells. Compared with magicians of the same level, although they can fight well, they definitely don't have as many tricks as magicians.
Wouldn't it be a pity if the ship rocked, had a collision, or some other accident that disturbed Gretel and made his advancement less than perfect this time?
Archmage Carlisle threw down a lot of spells, including defense, sound insulation, warning, and even a teleportation anchor point, so that he could find something wrong and run back immediately. Then he flew away with a smile and went back to report to the teacher:
"This little guy Gretel can come up with something new every time..."
The Lord of Thunder still had the same cold and indifferent look, with calm eyes, as if he didn't care about anything. But this time, after listening, the silence lasted for an extra long time, and the subtle electric light around him flickered off, and the speed was extra fast.
Archmage Carlisle waited respectfully for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask:
"Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"
"...I'm wondering if Little Gretel's strength will have some silver dragon characteristics after he advances this time..."
Archmage Carlisle shook his head. Since ancient times, there have indeed been some human beings with a certain nature of power that would indeed approach the dragon. But the source of their power is mostly from bathing in dragon blood, or possessing dragon blood in other ways.
Just absorbing elements next to the dragon? Generally speaking, this takes a long time, decades, or even hundreds of years. Is it not enough to advance once?
He was thinking hard, trying to recall whether there were any similar precedents, and whether the principle of what the teacher said was smooth. After thinking for a while, he burst out laughing:
Why are you so entangled with these things? Just follow the way that little silver dragon treats little Gretel, dragon power and other things will happen sooner or later, there will always be something!
As soon as he said this, the Lord of Thunder also laughed. He smiled, his expression suddenly condensed, and he looked up.
Archmage Carlisle was scratching his head when he saw a light on the roof, the Tower of Babel, and the voice of Mr. Hermoncrus faintly sounded:
"Your Excellency, Lord of Thunder, please go to the Star Dome immediately. I repeat, Your Excellency, Lord Thunder, please go to the Star Dome immediately..."
The star dome was in chaos. The legendary mage of the prophecy system, Mrs. Endor, [Eye of the Stars], was presiding over the big magic circle today. For some reason, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fainted on the spot.
The disciples and grandsons rushed to pat her on the back, rub her chest, pour holy water, and call for a healing mage. After a long time, they finally revived her. But the old lady refused to withdraw and rest, and just insisted on repeating over and over again:
"Everyone please come over...please all the legends in Nevis, come over immediately..."
The legendary mages of the remaining seven factions quickly gathered together. With the help of the legends, Mrs. Endor activated the great magic circle again and expanded it to the limit. Then, the old lady rolled her eyes and fell down:
"The blood of the goddess Pariya dyed the sky red... Sandos cried endlessly... The entire sky was shrouded in bright red, and it never retreats all year round..."
Other non-prophecy legendary mages:???
Hey, don't faint!
If you feel faint, speak clearly before you faint again!
These news are temporarily limited to the legendary mages and have not spread to the outside world. In the bay at the foot of Igor Peak, Gretel is even more unaware, immersed in deep meditation:
His spirit kept rising and rising, and in the warm package of the will of the world, it touched a higher and more grand existence for the first time.
According to legend, this world is composed of the material dimension and higher-level dimensions? The higher-level dimensions will be attracted to the material dimension. The more attracted, the more abundant the magic power of this world will be?
While meditating, Gretel tried his best to expand his mental power and observe his surroundings. In the dark, he seemed to see a bright silver star accompanying him, rising up quickly.
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