Abyss Demon of the Worlds

He raised his head and looked at the sign above his head and the sea of ​​flowers behind the sign.

Hart took a slight breath, not knowing whether he should go in or not.

The qualifications of wizards are divided into five grades: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and the first is the best, and the fifth is the worst.

As an apprentice who has been in the Heart of Silent for nearly a year, he is very aware of his fifth-class wizard qualifications. Basically, he will not be able to be a formal wizard in this life. Even if he is lucky and forced to break through the level, he can only be regarded as entering. The stuff that helps people at the bottom.

The highlight is a piece of crap!

Therefore, in the academy, the treatment is slightly better than that of ordinary people without qualifications.

This is really unacceptable to him who is arrogant and arrogant!

Everyone who has said it is the favored son of heaven, why am I making up for it?

Looking at the sign above his head at this moment, he knew very well that it was one of the restricted areas of the Silent Heart Academy, known as the Sea of ​​Death Flowers.

The existence living inside is one of the strongest guardians of the Heart of Silence. It is said that even the dean of the academy has nothing to do with the opponent, and the guarantee of strength is the level of a fifth-level wizard.

Although he could not understand the concept of a fifth-level wizard, it did not prevent him from knowing that the other party was absolutely magical compared to himself.

Basically, except for the members of the Heart of Silent, even a mouse can't get out of this place, and even the birds flying in the sky will be forcibly dragged down if they don't fly high enough. And even if the members of the Heart of Stillness entered, they basically had to come out half-dead. Except for a few extremely powerful mentors, there was nothing intact.

After thinking about the vaguely despising gazes of the freshmen of the same period, Hart swallowed and finally took a step and walked into the sea of ​​flowers.

After stepping in, he didn't feel anything, just like walking into an ordinary flower.

The only difference is that the fragrance is more intense. Compared to standing outside, he smells some light floral fragrance. After being in it, he feels that the floral fragrance is the only smell in it.

Sniffing the fragrance in the air, he had a momentary urge to pick a flower.

Just looking at the flowers entwined in the red mist, he couldn't help but feel a uneasiness in his heart, feeling that he should not touch them as much as possible.

And besides that, as soon as he walked in, he felt an inexplicable premonition, as if he subconsciously knew how to go to see the owner of this sea of ​​flowers.

It was a very strange feeling, as if someone had stuffed something in his head!

He knew in his heart that this was the guardian's method, and at the same time he was slightly relieved, knowing that the sign outside was not a trick, otherwise he should have already lied down.

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In the endless sea of ​​bright red flowers, after moving forward for a while, he finally saw something other than the flower, or the thing was still a flower, but the flower was bigger.

That's what the red flowers in this sea of ​​flowers look like when magnified thousands of times, and it is shaking its body slightly with the breeze.

According to the induction in his heart, Hart understood that the existence he was looking for was on it.

Before he could take the initiative to speak, the huge flower bloomed, and a slender figure leaning on the stamen emerged from it:

"What's your purpose?"

Looking at the other party's golden vertical pupils, Hart only felt as if his heart was being held tightly. His vision suddenly became blurred, and a feeling of difficulty breathing came to his heart, and even his forehead was involuntarily. Breaking into a cold sweat.

Seeing the scumbag performance of the other party, Orsuga also smacked his mouth helplessly, giving a zero score to this year's apprentice wizard, and he looked like he was about to faint before he could even see his face.

It is indeed the weak chicken among the weak chickens.

In these years of garbage guy life, he can pick up thousands of monster souls for nothing every day. Although he has not advanced in twenty-five years, the blood in his body has involuntarily transformed twice due to the strengthening of the system. The body begins to show some higher-level features,

One of them is that if a weak person looks directly at his face, the soul will have an allergic reaction, resulting in dizziness and the like.

Olshaga gave it a relatively simple and easy-to-understand name [The Weak Retreat].

Normally, if he doesn't strengthen it, as long as the soul is stronger than ordinary people, it should be largely immune to the effects of this state.

Basically, with the strength of a low-level apprentice, you can look directly at his face.

And the scum in front of him is obviously on the same level as ordinary people, not even the low-level apprentices. Just seeing his eyes will make him faint.

I have to say, it's a real piece of shit.

Looking at the opponent who was about to fall to the ground, Orshaka sighed helplessly with her legs crossed.

'No matter how much slag, it's my first fat sheep, so let's give some face for the time being...'

So he silently shut down his [Weak Retreat] ability temporarily.

It has to be said that for this pure passive ability, it does not require any consumption to turn it on, but to turn it off requires a certain amount of power to suppress it.

Looking at the other party who looked a lot more relaxed, Olshaga said calmly:

"Trash, lift your head, look me in the eye, and tell me what your wish is!"

Look into Olshaga's eyes.

After some hesitation.

Although Hart felt dissatisfied with the first two words of that paragraph, he wanted to complain!

But the reason why people have to bow their heads under the eaves is still automatically understood by him after crossing the gap between the world and race, so that he directly ignores the dissatisfaction in his heart, opens his mouth and says tremblingly: "I, I... think Become a powerful wizard, so...hope to have better wizarding qualifications..."

The words revealed all lack of confidence, and even the words were intermittent.

He neither knows whether the other party has the ability to change his aptitude, nor does he know whether he has that value and is worthy of the other party's help.

So the question is, does the waste in front of you have this value?

Under normal circumstances, replacing his organs with higher qualifications is not difficult or impossible, but it is definitely not easy, at least for ordinary wizards.

Otherwise, there would not be so few wizards in the wizarding world.

However, there is a specialization in the art industry. This kind of thing is not difficult for Olshaga, because as early as the previous world, his source of death plague can create zombies, hate and other things, and now Transforming an ordinary person's flesh and blood organs and creating gadgets for the opponent with the flow of magical meridians is just an easy move for him.

But is he the kind of demon who does good deeds and fulfills others?

of course!

How to save the masses, be willing to help others, carry out medical experiments, and recycle garbage, how could he have gained a false reputation!

Under the nervous gaze of the other party, Olsaka replied plainly: "I can satisfy your wish, so let's talk about the charges."

After swallowing, Hart suddenly felt that the situation was very bad, and he seemed to be slaughtered!

I kind of want to leave...