Nightmare's Call

"In this way, I can be immune to physical blows up to level ten, and various resistances to spells, up to level eleven. The ability to move has also been greatly enhanced. There are also shadow puppets to assist."

Just going to the shadow plane, there is such a big harvest.

Lin Sheng thought about waiting for a rest to recover his mana, and then go to brush it a second time.

"Sure enough, a simple spell fort is not the route I should take. What really suits me is to use spells to assist myself, strengthen myself, and then go up to fight.

This kind of magic warrior route is the strongest perfect model. "

Just as Lin Sheng returned to rest.

On the other side of the mainland, in a dark underground cave temple.

Hundreds of mysterious people in black robes and white skull masks are waiting quietly.

Waiting for the hideous statue in the temple to give a new oracle.

"The Son of God has already carried the oracle, shuttled through the shadows, and is about to come. We just need to wait." The masked man standing at the front said in a low voice.

"It's just that the Son of God left a message before, so the time should have arrived?" Another female masked figure asked in a low voice, puzzled.

"Could it be that something happened in the middle?" someone worried.

"Impossible!" The masked leader categorically vetoed it. "As a shadow dragon, the son of God has been blessed by the true god himself, and he also carries the artifact of the lake of life in his body. His strength may break through the legend at any time.

Such background can already sweep away some ordinary large-scale forces, even if they encounter real legends, they can still fight. There is absolutely no chance of an accident. "

At this moment, a black arc suddenly flashed on the god statue in front of everyone, and then a trace of messages spread.

"The son of the forehead replied that it couldn't come. It said that the artifact was broken halfway and could not be used in the ceremony. It had to go back and repair it."

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A group of men in black robes and masks looked at each other, speechless. Have absolutely no idea what's going on.

White Rock Woodlands.

Standing proudly on the high platform, Aurora Celster officially received her eighth-level apprentice nameplate.

Yes, she, Aurora, finally completed all the basics today and officially became a standard eighth-level apprentice.

Like her, there were six people standing in a row around her.

Among them is Cinderella, who doesn't deal with her very much.

But it doesn't matter, in this happy day, even the old enemy looks much more pleasing to her eyes.

"Before, I just didn't lay the foundation well. Now that I have completed the foundation, it's time for me to take off." Aurora thought happily.

Soon, with applause, she walked off the stage slowly with a group of people.

Amidst the congratulations from the surrounding companions, the smile on Aurora's face also seemed a lot more sincere.

She's not a fool, it's just that she was spoiled and raised outside before, and has developed a bad temper for a young lady.

Being released by the family to live and study alone this time, it might not be because she intends to temper her temper.

After coming to Baiyan Forest, after being beaten too much by her peers around her, she is not as domineering as before. Temperament also precipitated a lot.

For the congratulations from the companions around her, she politely replied and thanked them one by one.

In the past, she would never have made such a move.

But here, especially when she learned that several of her classmates, who seemed ordinary, actually had backgrounds stronger than hers.

The arrogance in her heart was also gradually frustrated, and now she is much more mature.

After laughing and joking with his companion, suddenly a female apprentice asked jokingly.

"By the way, Aurora, I heard that Master Malfaria has submitted an application for promotion again, do you know?

Your family has a good relationship with Mage Malfaria's family. If you encounter any spell problems in the future, even if you go home, you can find a talented mage to learn and ask for advice. What a blessing! "

'Advanced again? ? So fast! ? '

The smile on Aurora's face paused slightly, and her heart skipped a beat.

"What? Don't you have a good relationship with Master Malfuria? Could it be that you don't know?" Cinderella suddenly sneered coldly.

"Of course I know." Not to be outdone, Aurora showed a clear look on his face.

"Although I'm no longer under Master Malfuria's school, we still have some contact occasionally. It's just that I don't want to mention this kind of thing too much, or else people think I want to cling to others?"

"Hehe." Cinderella didn't doubt it, but the feeling of soreness in her heart gradually disappeared now.

Originally, the gap between Lin Sheng and her was not so big, so among her peers, seeing Lin Sheng's rapid improvement, she still felt sour.

But when the gap between them reached a limit, she had completely lost the idea of ​​comparing with each other.

Some are just emotional.

"What's the matter? Stuck?" Aurora saw her fall silent, and immediately began to sneer. "Mafaria wasn't helped by his uncle, so it's definitely impossible to improve so fast. What does your expression mean?"

Cinderella raised her head and stared at Aurora seriously.

"Even the Son of Nature has been stuck at level 3 to 4 for a full year. Do you think Mafaria's uncle can compare with the teacher of the Son of Nature, the incomparably powerful legend?"

She paused.

"Or, do you think level three to level four can be surpassed by accumulating resources and experience? Give me an example of the second generation."

Looking at the expression on Aurora's face, she couldn't maintain it slightly.

Cinderella looked away and looked out of the window into the distance.

"So, let's not kid ourselves."

The expression on Aurora's face gradually became silent.

Level 4 Mage

The last time she saw Mafaria, he was only a second level, and now...

She used to think that her talent was unparalleled, and that she was the real protagonist in the whole world.

She used to think that with her own talent, she would be extremely happy if she joined Mafaria's school.

An official mage under his sect will be greatly praised in any mage organization.

She once thought that it would be an easy task to surpass Mafaria.

It's like how she went from an ordinary person to what she thought was a ninth-level apprenticeship in two years.

For a talented person, the spellcasting level must increase very quickly.

A mere second-level and third-level mage, she caught up in the blink of an eye.

It took her a year to officially pass the eighth-level apprenticeship examination. Moreover, the speed of mana improvement in the future will become slower and slower. The total amount of mana that needs to be accumulated is also increasing.

The materials and classics that need to be learned can even form a pile of hills when piled up.

And Malfaria?

It is said that when he was a first-level mage, he was proficient in twenty-five foreign languages.

The Celestial Language alone knows three different regional varieties.

So, don't deceive yourself and others with Cinderella's sentence, it hit Aurora hard like a cannonball.

The two were relatively speechless, but they had already seen the reality clearly in their hearts.

Mafaria was not their mediocre talent from the very beginning. Such a top genius is simply not comparable to ordinary people.

Those who can be compared with him are big figures like the Son of Nature and the Daughter of Legend.

"Just take a closer look." Cinderella suddenly smiled. "Go to the Blackstone Library together in the afternoon?" She shot at Aurora.

The latter froze for a moment, and then put aside his confusion and last trace of unwillingness. Now she no longer has to worry about these things.

Because that would be pointless other than wasting time.

She thought for a while, and then extended her hand, Lord Cinderella's hand.

"good."

Aurora finally nodded heavily.

No matter how wonderful and bright Mafaria's life is.

They still have to continue their ordinary efforts.

What about ordinary qualifications, as long as you persevere and keep moving forward.

Sooner or later, they will also have their own light.

No matter how faint the light is, it is still light.

Maybe one day many years later, they will still see the name Mafaria they have come into contact with in a certain speech or in a certain biography.