Throne of Magical Arcana

Dong dong dong, when Downey was struggling to get up, a sudden knock on the door interrupted "Carl"'s "self-introduction", causing the two of them to turn their eyes to the door at the same time.

In front of the crumbling room door that was half open due to the chain collapse of the wall, the proctor necromancer wearing a classical magic robe looked at them expressionlessly.

The muscles on Downey's face were still numb, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart, as a mage in charge of the discipline and safety of this magic tower, you actually waited until the danger was gone before arriving! Is it really like the series on "Sky TV", "Rentat TV" that the police or the Knights are always late?

The grey-haired necromancer held a notebook with a black cover in his hand, and glanced over the two of them indifferently, onto the fragmented monster and the stitched corpse, and read out while recording: "Mutated stitched corpse, Most of the low-level materials have produced stitched corpses that are close to the level of a great knight, exceeding the best level over the years, but the refined stitched corpses are out of control, and corresponding points must be deducted."

"Ordinary stitched corpses can give full play to the ability of the 'mummy arm'. Its strength is equivalent to that of an official knight. It can withstand the mutation of stitched corpses twice. For magic apprentices, this is a rare finished product, and this body The stitched corpse is completely under the absolute control of the refiner..."

Donnie was dumbfounded when he heard it. Did he just watch the accident? But why not make a move? Confident in "Carl"? Or take the opportunity to identify our stitched corpse level?

"So, there is no problem with our additional test?" The young man whose original name was Blaise, but called himself Karl asked with a bit of joy in his gentle expression, "Actually, when I was refining, I added Part of the concept of the "prime body" is to make ordinary stitched corpses also reflect relevant ideas, and integrate the ability of flying into it, but in actual operation..."

He babblingly explained his refining ideas, and the corners of Downey's mouth twitched. If you don't say what you originally thought, then you are now a successful mutated stitched corpse, and you will definitely pass the test, but according to your real plan and experimental plan , This is an experimental accident. Not only does it not have the ability to fly, but it has become a strange product of the combination of death and strange power! Can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing?

The necromancer at the door had a pair of slightly cloudy amber eyes. At this time, he lowered his eyelids to block the pupils, and continued to say calmly: "Being able to refine these two stitched corpses shows that you can identify the materials. There is no problem."

It was only then that Downey woke up. The parchment on which he wrote the identification results had rotted into ashes under the monster's death aura. Fortunately, the teacher approved his stitched corpse and reversed the identification results.

"Your specific grades will be announced together with the basic subjects, and you can check them yourself at that time." The necromancer put away his notebook, ignored Carl's still wanting to share his refining ideas, turned around and walked out, suddenly, his footsteps stopped After a pause, he said, "Shouting 'help' at a critical moment is indeed much more useful than my hopeless resistance..."

With just a swipe, Donnie's face turned red. My cry just now was really shrill and shrill. It was sharper than the girls in the liberal arts school who were scared by ghosts. Thanks to my usual self-proclaimed calmness and perseverance.

However, the upwelling of blood also relieved the paralysis in his whole body, making him struggle to get up.

"Hey, I'm really sorry. I was so busy introducing myself just now that I forgot to help you up. How is it? You're not injured, are you? Move your hands and feet, shake your body, and see if there are any hidden problems." Carl's silver-purple eyes faded It became sharper, like a quiet lake rippling gently, rippling with sparkling light, rippling with gentleness and tranquility, seeing Downey subconsciously close his eyes, it was so beautiful, it was better to just listen to the sound, otherwise he would Can't help but curse the world.

"Your expression tells me that your spirit has been greatly impacted, but I have observed the mutated stitched corpse before, except for the shock of death, it should not have a spiritual impact. Is there a problem that I didn't see, uh... ..." Carl suddenly realized something, scratched the back of his head, "haha" laughed, "I should just be shocked, by the way, my self-introduction was interrupted by the invigilator just now, my name is Blaise, this is me Father's name, which means 'happy man' in Common, but I prefer..."

Downey quickly interrupted him: "Carl, um, I know you like being called that."

"Very good! You are the first person to accept my new name so quickly." Carl narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up sharply, "My biggest goal right now is to become a real man, by the way , I don’t know your name yet? I think your magic robe should be a student of ‘Heart of Nature’, right? Are there many elves in it? Tell me, now more and more elves like our human life, and are willing to seek a sustainable development path where social development and natural protection coexist harmoniously..."

"I, my name is Donnie." Listening to that magnetic male voice, Donnie felt as awkward as he wanted to be. Ma'am, no, classmate, it would be fine if you didn't speak. When you stood there quietly, you really A quiet and moving scenery, "We have finished the exam, and we can't stay here any longer according to the regulations."

Carl clapped his hands with a sudden realization: "Yes, let's talk while walking, Donnie, the stitched corpse you refined is very good, but it lacks higher-level theoretical guidance, for example, I used the 'prime body' concept……"

"What is the 'prime body'?" Downey asked half curiously, half to prevent Carl from eloquently speaking.

"The 'Original Body' comes from the concept of the 'Original' and the 'Return to Origin' ritual of the ancient Meshkat Empire. They believe that..." Karl clearly outlined the origin, theory, development and evolution of the original body He repeated it until the two walked out of the magic tower, and he didn't stop, and he seemed to be enjoying it, "For example, the reason why Lord 'Revenant Lord' became the pinnacle of legend is because of perfecting and refining the 'prime body'... ..."

The "Voice of Mystery" and the TV station don't mention this kind of thing, and the teachers in the magic school can't touch it at all, so although Downey was dizzy, he was still very interested. He just muttered to himself, if Carl could briefly describe That would be great, of course, it would be even better if his voice was as clear as spring water.

Suddenly, he was taken aback. How could ordinary magic apprentices know such secrets? Carl, could it be that Carl is the big man who arrived in a large aircraft before? Is it the object of protection by the "Guardian" squad of the "Sword of Truth" Knights?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked left and right, as if the knights of the "Guardian" team were hidden behind the street trees on both sides, and their Gauss rifles were always aimed at him.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly, and he felt the cool wind blowing behind him.

"Donny, do you understand?" Carl's voice reached his ears.

Downey trembled and stammered, "What, what?"

"Ah, you didn't understand? Then I'll say it again." Carl was not angry at all, but became more excited, as if he wanted to explain in detail.

Downey's head was swollen, and he interrupted Carl's words: "I probably understand."

"Oh." Carl stopped talking unhappily, his face was a little dark, and his gentle and unintimidating face unconsciously revealed a bit of majesty.

This made Downey's heart beat a few times. It's over, will he be shot by the Gauss rifle? Can there be any corpses that are probably completely preserved?

"Actually, you are more suitable for the road of knighthood. I think your strength is comparable to that of a great knight." Downey stammered to change the subject, but what he wanted to say in his heart was that he could be comparable to a giant dragon.

Carl said with a sneer: "My strength is only average."

He waved his right hand casually, and hit a street tree next to it that resembled a sycamore with a snap.

With a click, the street tree was cut in two, and fell backwards. Downey saw that his mouth was half opened, and he couldn't close it at all.

"Haha, I'm just demonstrating my strongest strength. You see, it can only break an ordinary tree." Carl laughed "haha" and patted Downey's shoulder with his right hand.

Downey felt his internal organs tumbling, but he didn't stagger and fall to the ground.

When Karl saw this, he immediately restrained his smile, and said "seriously": "The path of a knight will eventually return to the exploration of the essence and oneself, so arcane and magic are the most important things, and I will apply for Hyde Le Magic Academy is also to change their appearance from the most basic level of 'gene', uh, 'gene' is the concept put forward in the manuscript of "What is Life", have you read this manuscript? It is very brilliant Using the microscopic domain of..."

Donnie's facial muscles twitched slightly. Before I asked, you said it all yourself, but in order to prevent Carl from dragging the topic further, he hurriedly said: "Change appearance? I remember that many magic potions can To accomplish this goal, you, probably, won’t be able to afford a permanent change potion, right?”

"Actually, don't you think I look good?" Carl smiled slightly, but it fell into Donnie's eyes like flowers in full bloom, making him nod in a daze.

Carl continued on his own: "That kind of permanent change potion will change a lot and will destroy my current perfect appearance. What I need is to make my appearance more masculine, not fundamentally changed. At that time, I will definitely be very handsome and very manly! Hey, this is my wish since I was a child, why did my mother really want a girl when she was pregnant with me..."

"What does this have to do with your mother's wish?" Donnie's nervousness has subsided a lot, because he found that when he stayed with Carl, he basically didn't have to do or say anything, just nodded and agreed. Just listen to his talk, and he can talk about almost everything, fully satisfying my curiosity, what an easy person to get along with!

Carl gave Downey a strange look: "Will, like mental power, can act on the underlying substance and change genetics..."

He had the intention of continuing to teach Downey.

"What a terrifying will..." Donnie blurted out.

Karl was stunned, and laughed dryly: "I still have some things to do. I'll go first. See you at the Heidler Academy of Magic. You will definitely pass the exam. I can tell from your ability to refine and stitch corpses..."

After a series of words, Carl left without saying anything, leaving Downey in a daze:

"He is really a very innocent and cheerful young man who is easy to get along with."

"By the way, he said that apart from the death shock, the mutated stitched corpse should not have any mental impact? When did he observe it?"

Downey suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

In the dense canopy of a street tree, a knight put away the Gauss rifle, touched the alchemy item in his ear, and said in a low voice: "Secretly investigate his information, and there must be no omissions to prevent accidents."