Netheril Glory Chapter 473: Regression
Grey Rain Country, Division of Truth Thoughts.
Unlike other regions, the tender season is when the gray rain country is at its darkest, because in this rainy season, the gray rain in the gray rain country often falls for a week or two, it is said that history The longest-lasting "grey rain" lasted through the entire tender season, and the magistrates' union had to send a caster to help the farmers drain away the "floods" accumulated in the field.
The gray rain in this tender season is not too big, even if it is not stopped all day long, but the ground is all continuous light rain, although the dense rain is originally covered by dark clouds all year round The Gray Rain Country has almost completely fallen into a state of complete obscurity, but compared to the floods caused by rain, such light rain is already just right.
In the Division of Truth Thoughts of the Ashes Swamp, the casters who have studied magic for ten years are not even concerned about these common rains. For them, the entire Ashes Swamps are muddy and wet all year round Yes, it doesn't matter if there is more rain.
In the quiet mission hall, the apprentices are more concerned about a figure standing in the center of the hall.
Whether it’s an apprentice at a probation level or a tutor at a formal level, every mage who passes that figure will be courteous and respectful of a standard mage.
The reason why the mages did this is obvious—because the old man is no one else, he is the most powerful caster in this division—Master Kirkweilun.
Due to the existence of this smiling old man, the entire Truth Mission Hall is quiet and silent at this time. No apprentice dares to laugh and make noises as usual, and almost everyone walks around with their heads in a hurry.
The pressure that a master-level strong person puts on others is too great. Even if Kirk Weilun did not reveal his coercion at all, but his identity alone is enough to make all apprentices dare not speak up. .
No one knows why the day-to-day, nineteenth-level caster would be smiling at this lobby-level station today, but this abnormal situation still allows all wizards with or without missions to choose to leave in a hurry. hall.
The atmosphere of the Truth of Thought Division is too depressing. Even in this hall illuminated by fluorescent balls, even though Kirk Weilun’s smile looks kind and warm, the apprentices still have some kind of breathlessness. The illusion of qi discomfort.
Now that even the formal tutors are speeding up the pace of handling matters as much as possible, those apprentices who leave the hall as soon as they have completed the task and talked about are quite normal.
"How could the senior mentor appear in the mission hall, and I wouldn't dare to hand in the mission when he stood there."
A young apprentice hurried to the entrance of the mission hall with his head buried, looking at him as if he had just completed the assignment and was about to leave, but the walking distance of the near-trot had already exposed his fear.
Behind him, a timid girl apprentice dragged the teenager’s robe with his fingers and looked down, seeing that there was no joy in her face to complete the task at all. After all, Master Kirk Weilun was now smiling at the door. Direction, this undoubtedly gives the girl apprentice the illusion of being stared at by the master-level strongman.
"Come on, the master-level strongman is not something we can talk about."
"Uh huh."
The youngster who walked in the front nodded and agreed. He squeezed a bag of magical materials that he had just exchanged from the lobby and walked out of the gate to see how cold Cenzen was on his forehead. Leaving Kirkweilun's line of sight, this little boy and man and two little wizards will surely scatter the girl and run away in the mud.
But the two young girls failed to make their way through the door.
I saw that the heading boy had just moved forward, and his body directly hit a transparent barrier.
The strong reaction force caused him to fall on the stone steps in the mission hall, and the girl mage who was behind him was tripped by the boy’s robe.
"Ouch!" !
Along with the bag's release, a whole bag of "frost white stone" was scattered directly on the stone steps of the hall, and the young mage sitting on a sharp frost white with a buttocks had a sore mouth. .
However... no matter how painful, the terrified boy and girl can't make a sound with their eyes widening for the next second.
Because... I saw it beside their heads... A lilac light ball that appeared sometime was floating up and down slowly in the air.
"Master Class conjuration Department magic-Kinetic Blasting"!
Even if you don’t know what magic you are facing, the two apprentice-level mage can still feel the horror energy contained in magic. Don’t doubt it, as long as the light ball explodes gently, not only them The two heads will be turned into fly ash on the spot, and all apprentices below the official level in the entire hall will inevitably be spared.
In just a moment, the entire mission hall seemed to be frozen in moments. Except for the mechanical golem that explained the mission, all the apprentices and formal wizards stood in cold hands and feet for a dozen seconds. At the time, no one dared to move a little in the huge mission hall.
The young man sitting on the stone steps hugged the maiden mage trembling, and he slowly looked up to the already dim door.
Then, he and all the mages looking at the gate were shocked to see the icy figure standing in the center of the gate and blocking the sunlight at the entrance.
It was a caster wearing a black patterned red robes, and the gritty staff on his back radiated a strange atmosphere all the time, and the hood of Nara’s low rim was almost hidden. Through the shadow of the other person's entire face, anyone can only see the ice blue Sen Han pupils under the hood.
There is no doubt that at this moment, standing at the door, bouncing off the young mage eager to rush out of the door, and instantly releasing a powerful caster of the master magic-it is Punk!
"It's a grand welcome... When did the apprentices of Truth's Truth become so rash?"
Coldly glanced at the two apprentice little wizards sitting on the ground, Punk frowned slightly.
The habit of vigilance that has been cultivated for many years makes Punk intolerant of the sudden approach of any substance or energy. Just now he was actually intending to quietly enter the mission hall to hand over the "Slaughter Dragon" mission, but suddenly bumped into his two The little mage undoubtedly stirred the nerves of Punk, and now it seems that the "kinetic energy blasting" released by his conditioned reflex has scared the entire hall-level mage.
However, Punk is not the one who cares about this problem. Even though the mages in the whole hall are standing tremblingly in place, Punk still just shook his head slightly.
In fact, at the moment of entering the door, Punk actually understood that his low-key is meaningless~IndoMTL.com~ Originally, his core purpose of hiding the breath was not wanting to meet the troublesome Kirk Welch, but now it seems... Kirk Weilun had already stood directly in the middle of the hall waiting for himself, and he didn't have to think about what he didn't want to see!
But...it doesn't matter if you can't hide!
Know that Punk is also a powerful caster of level 19, and he has reached the endless level of cards. Even Ovain and Southend have been killed successfully. He would also be afraid that a Kirkweilun would fail.
Thinking of this, the confident Punk simply dissipated the horrible "kinetic energy blast", and then he went straight into the hall.
Anyway, the goal of Punk’s return is to hand over the “Dragon Slayer Mission” and get a redemption point. As Kirkweilun is here to wait for what he has to say... then let him go. ...
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