One by one, they have been imprisoned in a large prison for two hundred years. It is too lonely. How can they not be excited when this strange unknown creature appears in front of them.
An old wizard, already completely aware that he was about to die, suddenly leaned on the black iron railing and yelled, "That square! Do you want to worship me as a teacher? You can learn the school of snake-tailed wizards I created! If it wasn't for the alchemy emperor to suppress We, I am the strongest wizard of my time! I can research the most suitable cultivation method for you."
"Nonsense!"
Another old wizard was lying on the railing, blowing his nose and staring angrily, "It's clearly the wizard school of my lineage, which is the strongest! Back then, I don't know how many young genius wizards knelt outside my door. I rejected them all, and now you come to study my field, which is a great blessing! You kneel down and worship me as your teacher, and I will reluctantly accept you as my disciple!"
"The defeated general dares to brag..."
There are also quarrels around.
"Stop arguing, I'll teach her."
In the shadows, an old half-beast banshee stood up and looked at the surrounding wizards through the railing.
There was a moment of dead silence, and no one dared to make a sound. This is Emery, the king of the half-orc kingdom, a super monster who was extremely terrifying back then.
Just the name of "Emeri" made these top legendary wizards flee after hearing the news.
Emery trembled, suddenly frowned, and said, "Why don't we teach her together, we are all losers of our time, lost to the Alchemist, but our knowledge cannot be brought into the soil, Let me see if the disciple we teach together can become the second alchemy emperor!"
The surroundings were stunned, and suddenly their faces were shocked, revealing a look of embarrassment.
They are all one of the most powerful people of an era. In that brilliant era when geniuses were born in large numbers, if there hadn't been a great alchemist, they would all be... But now let them put down their dignity and teach a...
Emery angrily scolded everyone, cursing: "At this point, why are you still talking about sectarianism? Want to bring your own witchcraft into the soil? The evil gods are invading outside, our world is at stake, and among us wizards, there must be a second one." Great Alchemist, save the dark age, you are still guarding your precious witchcraft?"
Surrounded by silence, I couldn't help but move my heart.
Although they are fighting for power, they are not heartless people. The Cthulhu evil god has come, and even the terrifying ancient existence that has returned, the Medusa monarch, is helpless. I have heard from Charlotte.
Suddenly someone sneered:
"If you don't teach me, I'll teach her! We were defeated by the Alchemy Emperor in our entire lives. It is our great fortune and our misfortune to be in the same era as him, but if our disciples, if they can..."
"Teach! The hard work of my life cannot die with me!!"
"Don't let her practice yet! With this unique trait, magic patterns can be engraved on her body. We can use the spiritual space magic formula of 'Charlotte' as the basis, integrate our witchcraft attainments in our respective fields, and develop a The most perfect engraved magic pattern that gathers the abilities of all of us, engraved on her body!"
"Hahaha! We want to surpass the Great Alchemist! He can research a way, why can't we!" Someone said, obviously old and old, but became vigorous.
You know, the prisoners here are the terrorist heroes who dared to rebel against the Alchemy Emperor, the super monsters of the various wizarding sects, and even the king of the harpies of the half-orc kingdom.
They are old, they don't even live for a few years, and they may die at any time. In their failed lives, they want to leave something in this world to prove their existence.
A year has passed.
Three years have passed.
The external organs, the evil gods, have all cultivated to the second level of wizards, and even a little faster, they have reached the third level of wizards.
But Pandora is still an ordinary person. When she came in, she was very ambitious, but now, she is the weakest person, far inferior to those large numbers of salted fish players who go around telling stories and making wine.
"Let her practice, the evil gods outside have become too strong, and they are ready to move! Otherwise, when the evil god Cthulhu recovers and wakes up from the old days, she is only a third-level and fourth-level wizard, and there is no way to deal with this situation. A world-shattering catastrophe...."
"Not enough, not enough! Wait!"
"This body shape is now a rectangle, extremely strong, like the embryo of a sword. If she can use her own spiritual power to continuously forge herself and make herself a holy sword, it may be comparable to the Mocles sword back then. !"
"You're crazy! It's impossible!"
"Not necessarily impossible! Do the best! The sword of Mocles, the holy sword bestowed by gods, no one knows what material it is made of, but in my opinion, the material of the Rubik's Cube in front of me is very similar to the material in the records. picture!"
"False! Nonsense!"
Countless wizards are quarreling.
Even the prison warden, Charlotte, was involved in the fight, her face was red and her ears were flushed, and they were all trying to figure out the best solution.
In the fifth year, a set of plans was finally sorted out. Pandora started to practice amidst the great anticipation of everyone. Half a month later, Pandora finally stepped into the pitiful first-level wizard realm with tears streaming down her face.
It's been five years, and I'm finally a first-level little wizard... .
Pandora was distraught and felt that the reality was a bit skinny.
"No, no, this wind-type witchcraft, you have to step on the tip of the wind!" An old wizard who was sitting in a wheelchair and lost his legs angrily said, "Try again!"
"In the afternoon, you are coming to my class. Come and learn alchemy with me. I am the strongest alchemist of my time."
"No, this is not right! The spiritual witchcraft of our lineage, the pupil of eternal night, is a spiritual illusion. If you want pupil technique to confuse others, you should first see through your heart and have no awe!" Charlotte lived out In the second life, when he was an upright man in his prime, he was also teaching very severely.
Half a month later, in the room.
"This is equivalent to the Valley of the Wicked with the little murlocs and Hua Wuque. Each of them has unique skills and is my master. The old monsters from more than 200 years ago taught me alchemy, spiritual witchcraft, curse witchcraft, and guardianship. witchcraft... ..
When I come out of the mountain, the world will definitely be shaken. The seven famous players outside are too disgusting. I must punish them!
Those damn intruders, evil gods, I want to completely seal the evil gods and drive them out... And now, I have finally become a first-level wizard and have spiritual power. "
Pan Yuxian thought for a while, then looked at the plants on the table in front of her.
This is the most serious moment, and now she will use countless old monsters to work together to build the magic pattern on her Rubik's Cube. This witchcraft with the "spiritual space" as the core and the wizard's heart and soul will see if it succeeds.
"Pull in the soul of a person. Obviously, I can't do it in my realm. I can only use plants to try spiritual witchcraft." As a first-level wizard, she began to activate the spiritual space against the pot of plants.
Crash.
She cheered up.
But nothing happened, the weakest soul of the plant was still there.
The faces of the wizards around turned pale, as if they had been severely hit. Is it possible that this group of sealed old monsters are already old and dim-sighted, and they have researched completely useless things
"impossible!"
"Why can't even pull the weak souls of plants!"
"According to our deduction, a first-level wizard is already terrifyingly strong, how could that be?"
"wrong!"
"But where did we go wrong?"
"No, it's not that nothing happened." Charlotte suddenly noticed something, her spirit was extremely sharp, "The plants didn't move, and a grain of sand in the flowerpot disappeared."
"Yes, could it be..."
"Quick, sense your mental space!"
In the prison, the faces of countless old wizards were shaken.
Pan Yuxian froze for a moment, silently feeling the spiritual space in his body, there was actually a grain of sand floating silently in the darkness.
Can not only enter the spirit, but also enter the real thing
"This is... space witchcraft? I can store things, I am... a space ring?" Pan Yuxian was full of incredulity.