In the midst of the much-anticipated, even behind-the-scenes game of many dark forces, the Central Domain Youth Wizard Talent Competition, which has received much attention, finally opened.
The location of the competition was chosen on the Walker Plain in the Central Region.
It is close to the capital of the Central Territory, and several large schools have branches, and they can mobilize a large amount of force to suppress it at any time, just in case of accidents.
Due to the magical power of the wizard, it only took a few months to build a new arena in the center of the Walker Plain.
Even before the start of the competition, some wizards came to settle and do business, so several small markets were formed around the competition field.
Many bazaars merged together again, forming the prototype of a wizard city.
In fact, if this competition can be successfully concluded, according to the plan of the War Council to hold competitions for a fixed period in the future, this place may indeed become a new wizard city, and may even exceed the capital of the four regions.
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Waves of wizards poured in from all directions, filling the place quickly.
Seeing this bustling scene, Vilin sighed deeply, pulled off his cloak, and rushed into a street more quickly.
He walked quickly, and after detours along the way, he came to a house and knocked on the door.
Click! There was a gap in the door, and a vigilant eye appeared from the gap. After realizing that it was Verin, the eye disappeared into the darkness, and the door opened.
Vaelin turned sideways, squeezed in, and didn't let the door open completely.
Inside was a small room with dim yellow oil lamps emitting light and shade. Ayrin, Venus, and Memphis were all waiting there quietly.
Among them, Memphis is the most miserable. Not only is there a lot of black bandages on her body, like a mummy, but also her ears have been nailed by huge nails, revealing thick holes.
"Hey! I said, when can I get out of this ghost?"
Memphis raised his bandaged hands, protesting like a mummy.
As a former dark aristocrat, he can no longer bear this kind of life like a rat in the bottom.
"Wait a little longer, this place is constantly being monitored by the bloodline breath detection witch array, you can't expose the fact that you are a dark elf, even if you are on our side!"
Verin frowned and explained.
"Don't worry about him! He's been restrained all the time and just wants to go out to get some air!" Venus glanced at Memphis: "My lord, how is the situation outside?"
Ayrin also made a listening expression.
"There are too many wizards gathered here, and I can't find Longbottom and the others. It is very likely that they have been modified or hidden."
Weilin smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid, we can only catch them in the competition!"
"Contest? Could it be that? Are you planning to participate in that wizard talent competition?" Ayrin grasped the point right away.
"Hmm! That's right, I'm only in my thirties, and forced colonists can be regarded as a branch of ancient wizards, so I'm also eligible to participate!"
Verin smiled.
"It's only in the competition that I can meet Longbottom and persuade him to turn around!"
Verin murmured, but Venas and Ayrin, who knew that the Child of Destiny had an idealization disorder, could only sigh inwardly at the same time.
To be honest, this Child of Destiny is good at everything, but he is too kind.
In the Dark Pole Realm, this kind of kindness is the most undesirable thing. Sooner or later, Verin will pay the price for it.
Ayrin and Venus looked at each other, as if they had made a decision.
Verin, who was unaware of this, was still sighing for Longbottom.
In his memory, Longbottom has always been a good boy, how could he come to this point
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At the registration point, a wizard with a pale face and a green robe came out.
"Hey! Leylin, and Weilin, here I come!"
At this time, Longbottom's appearance had undergone a great change, and his mental strength had also shrunk to the point where he was only semi-elemental.
This level is only average in the Walker Plain, and it is very unobtrusive. I just don't know how he cheated the detection technology at the registration point.
The young man looked at the arena in the center, complex expressions such as hatred, joy, struggle, etc. flashed on his face, and then disappeared again.
He quickly put on his cloak, covered his face with the hood, and disappeared into the crowd.
For these people, Leylin had a faint feeling, but at this moment, he could no longer care about them.
At this time, Leylin was in his own laboratory, with an empty test tube of medicine placed beside him.
A trace of black liquid medicine was still entangled in the mouth of the bottle, making a slight snake cry.
Giant Serpent Breathing Potion - Leylin's pharmacy crystallization work in the past ten years, and with the help of Vantix's Diqui Beast Heart, it was really developed.
Leylin's face turned red and then white, and his aura was also dark and uncertain.
This situation lasted all night before recovering.
Leylin glanced at his state:
"Leylin Farrell Warlock's second bloodline: Comoin Serpent Strength: 22.5 Dexterity: 16.3 Constitution: 31.1 Spirit: 145.5 Mana: 145 (mana is determined by the synchronization of mental power)"
"One standard serving of the Serpent's Breathing Potion has increased my spiritual power by nearly ten points, and other attributes have also increased, which is very good! If this progress is followed, after using five standard servings of the Serpent's Breathing Potion , I can meet the requirements of the total amount of mental power!"
Leylin looked at the data, his eyes sparkled.
The giant snake breath potion is indeed the crystallization of his painstaking efforts for more than ten years. Based on the second-level ancient remnants of the Dark Pole Region, it is the most suitable spiritual power potion for warlocks.
With the help of this potion, he is confident that he can compress the original chip's 200-year estimate into a shorter time.
"The prerequisite for the promotion of a third-level wizard is that the total amount of mental power reaches the critical value of 200, and it has been substantiated!"
These two conditions are the requirements for the promotion of wizards, and both are indispensable, and warlocks also have special blood requirements.
Leylin smiled and raised his palm.
A ray of bright silver mental power projected from between his brows, like a naughty little snake, coiling flexibly between his fingers.
Although it is only as thick as a strand of hair, there is extremely powerful energy contained in this strand of mental power!
The substantive spiritual power of a second-level wizard is incomprehensible to a low-level wizard.
Any mental strength below this level will be directly defeated.
Therefore, second-level wizards often have a crushing advantage over the wizards below, which is one of the reasons why second-level wizards are enough to sit on one side.
"And in the realm of second-level wizards, the criterion for judging the materialization of spiritual power is often the depth of silver!"
Leylin murmured, after collecting a large amount of advanced meditation ideas and deducing them with a chip, he now has no doubts about his path and is extremely clear.
"In the early stage of materialization, the spiritual power is light silver, but after the middle stage, the silver gradually becomes thicker and turns into silver! And the spiritual power of materialization at its peak is bright silver!"
Having a lot of meditation methods as a reference not only greatly broadened Leylin's horizons, but his progress in meditation methods also made rapid progress.
Leylin smiled and looked at the bright silver mental power in his hand, and thought.
This bright silver spiritual power floated in the air and danced continuously, attracting energy particles of various systems, forming different shapes and witchcraft models, and finally submerging into Leylin's eyebrows again.
"The homework of substantive spiritual power has been completed, and the operation has reached its peak!"
Leylin evaluated his own strength.
Now, after more than ten years of precipitation, the accumulation has become more and more terrifying, and he has faintly touched the higher level of the second-level wizard. Even Logan, the original guardian of the Eastern Region, has long been out of his eyes.
"With my current strength, I'm afraid I'm almost at the top of the second-level wizards, and if I count the bonus power of the blood, I can run rampant in the second-level!"
With the help of the chip, Leylin has a very clear grasp of his own strength.
"However, it's still powerless to deal with level-three wizards!"
At this point, there are only a few third-level wizards such as the Great Mistress of the Dark Elf, Anya, and the Guardian of the Whole Territory, who can make Leylin a little bit afraid.
"No matter what, this competition is related to my promotion in the future, as well as the choice of foreign objects and guesses about fate. No one is allowed to destroy it! Even a third-level wizard! Not allowed!"
Leylin made up his mind, and a faint light came out from his eyes.
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boom! boom! boom! boom!
Colorful salutes exploded in mid-air, and various witchcraft lights and tassels formed various gorgeous patterns in the sky.
The Wizard Talent Competition held by Zhongyu is in full swing.
The venue of the game is a huge building similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
With the aid of witchcraft, the buildings here are much larger than ancient Rome, which can accommodate tens of thousands of wizards.
In the center of the Colosseum, there are dozens of divided venues. The young wizards participating in the competition will be screened here.
"It's so boring!"
Leylin and the other eight second-level wizards sat on the rostrum with the best positions, playing roles like judges.
Although Leylin was also sitting here, he had long been annoyed by the host's messy speech, and now he was able to insist on sitting here because he tried his best to restrain himself.
As for the other second-level referees, they all showed the same bored expressions as him.
This kind of battle at the beginning is often not fierce, and the level of wizards is not high, and even the third-class apprentices account for the majority. In this level of competition, it is more than enough for a few first-level peaks to sit in the command.
Therefore, Leylin and the others seemed a little bored.