The Truth of Magic

Chapter 32: Aftermath

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In the Awakening Hall, a large group of mage apprentices sitting below looked at the scene in front of them and were stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Some people have specialized talents and are sensitive to one of the eight major factions, so they will stand out when they sit on the throne.

For example, in the transformation system, a certain accessory on the body may be deformed directly.

If it is a protection system, there may also be a "Mage Armor" protective spell blessing directly on the body.

Even if there are no special effects, you can find a path that suits your future through the intentions that come to mind when you sit on it.

This is also the reason why the learning of Mystra's expertise is arranged after awakening.

It’s just that these mage apprentices have never heard of it disappearing into thin air.

What's even weirder is that the young man disappeared for a while and then reappeared.

Even when the female mage in a cloak teleported away with her, many students failed to react.

"This privilege is too naked. I see the group of NPC mage apprentices next to me are so angry. Someone can jump in line like this, pretend to be cool and then walk away so easily." A high-ranking player in the player corner The thin man said.

"Come on, the guy who just sat on the seat is not an NPC. This is someone else's internal class struggle. Hey, they are all eating meat. We are the only ones who choose mages to be beaten by this game." The fat man sitting next to him complained.

"But haven't you noticed that he also has an oriental face? He might also be a player."

"If he is a player, then I will jump off the floating city to challenge the serial feather falling technique."

"You really dare to bet."

"My brother is in the preparation team for this game. Do you believe that before the game promotion video came out, he didn't even know what kind of game it was? The whole process was promoted by the company's top management at all levels, regardless of cost. The only screening threshold is, It’s just the account number 299. No one knows who decided on the game content, and some even speculate that most of it was generated by the AI itself.”

When the fat man got excited, he continued talking in one breath.

"If you really want to talk about generation, it's not without precedent, but have you ever seen a game as highly refined as the one we've been exposed to these past few days? I was almost brainwashed. Nineteen zero-level spell models, I couldn't even take a shower I imitated the strokes and sketched, feeling like I could really cast a spell. When I have time later, I wrote them out in the real world one by one, and asked someone to identify them. In such an explosive game, do you think there is a backdoor? If there is, I will leave first. ”

"So, with regard to the status and treatment of that person just now, I'm sure he is a descendant of the giant of the Mage Association. Otherwise, the old man Mokar would never be so respectful. Didn't you see that he dragged the princess of the Eastern Earth Empire to the sky? .”

"In reality, I'm the only one who shows off my privileges to others, but I didn't expect that in the game, I would be taught a lesson by these NPCs." The tall, thin man said helplessly.

Wang Ningwei didn't care at all if the two people in front of them were useless. Her eyes fell directly on the nine mysterious people at the front desk.

Seven of them are of noble status, standing in the middle, and two are in full bodyguard posture, each standing at a corner, patrolling around.

"Why bother you to come here?" The old mage who led the ceremony bowed his head and said respectfully, and he couldn't help but feel disrespectful.

A hundred years ago, when he enrolled in Mystra, the existence in front of him had already taken over the position of president of the headquarters of the Mage Association.

"It's nothing. Did that girl Antinoya take people away?" Os, the president of the Mage Association headquarters, paced beside the throne and said in deep thought.

"Yes, just after the apprentice reappeared." The old mage replied.

The president, Os, ignored it. He waved his hand and cast a spell to block the sight of the novice mage sitting under the stage, and squatted down to observe the situation of the throne.

The remaining three in the six-person group also walked up and explored it one after another.

The two guards still stood unmoved at the two corners.

After exploring silently for five minutes, he stood up.

"You just want us to clean up the mess. Let's go. The show is over, there's nothing to see." President Ossie waved his hand.

Following the seven people, a middle-aged man who had been on guard from the beginning cast a spell directly.

"As for Mokar, you can interrupt the ceremony later. Tell the apprentices to come back in five days."

"Uh, okay, President." Even if Mokar knew it, he still underestimated the impact of that young man.

Many apprentices in the audience did not know the time for them to awaken the mage, but it was postponed for five days because of someone.

Only a few mage apprentices who had visited Mystra's senior management in advance based on letters of recommendation and knew the true identities of the seven or eight mysterious people in front of them covered their mouths, unable to believe that a simple awakening ceremony would attract the attention of giants.

But what he didn't know was that all the Seven Giants of Mystra were present on the stage.

With these seven people gathered together, even if the incarnation of the gods appeared in Arthur's main world, they might not be able to escape the encirclement and attack of these seven people.

It wasn't until the illusion curtain spread apart that the magic apprentices knew that the group of mysterious people had left. Most of them were still in high spirits, watching the elderly mage Mokar take the stage, waiting for him to announce the start of the awakening ceremony.

In the Supreme Council Joint Hall, the Seven Giants who had just gone to the Awakening Hall came out through the gate to another world.

This small conference room looked like it had no decoration, just an ordinary nanmu circular table and twelve chairs.

However, all instructions from the Masters Association headquarters are issued after discussions in this conference room.

Countless people trying to climb up in the association dream of getting an exclusive seat in this conference room.

"It's a coincidence that something like this happened while we were in a meeting." Stormrage, who was the last to become a legendary mage among the seven giants, said after sitting down.

"When was the last time the throne made such a big noise?" Villanse, the only woman and the only elf among the seven, fell into memories.

Instead of sitting down, he stood on the window sill with a pipe in his mouth. Renault, one of the Seven Giants, said, "More than a hundred years ago, that kid Kroll. It took him thirty-five years to become a legendary mage. At this speed, In the association's records, he is at the forefront. At that time, he just summoned a young dragon-level time dragon out of thin air."

"If I hadn't seen the opportunity and sent it back quickly, otherwise you would have seen two time dragons and a scroll dragon descending on the floating city." Stormrage said angrily.

"The Earth adventurer in Midsummer was not simple either. The impact that the Arcane Throne suffered could not be repaired in three or four days. The fluctuation caused by Krol back then was dealt with by us in two hours. It was basically Don’t delay that batch of apprentices,” Renault added.

"Oh, it's not that he is not simple, it's that the people he meets are not simple." Fury Feng corrected angrily.

Everyone present already knew roughly what happened from Antinoya.

Zhao Xu had just reversed time and met Sisilvina, the third-generation magic goddess who had already walked at the end of the mage's road before becoming a god.

(End of chapter)