He Holds a Rose from the Abyss

Chi Lang thought the rest of the journey would be all on snow, but after they turned a corner, they saw a different scene. If it weren't for this assessment, there would have been a long corridor here. But now, the ice and snow stopped in front of the promenade, and the top of the promenade was covered with leaves, and the columns on both sides were densely entwined with vines.

With the entrance of the promenade as the boundary, one side is the wind and snow, and the other side is the lush forest world.

"It's just simple wood magic," Sheffield only glanced at it, "just go in directly."

The promenade was blocked by leaves, and not even a shred of sunlight could penetrate. Chi Lang felt a little depressed for some reason. The vines wrapped around the column were originally stationary, but after they stepped into the corridor, they moved slowly.

The vines leaned out of the column and stretched in their direction.

Sheffield whispered a spell and made the first magical gesture. He still explained to Chi Lang very intimately: "Although this wood magic is not powerful, it is very troublesome, and it is very annoying to be entangled by vines."

"So I used a simple time magic." Sheffield said to Chi Lang as he walked forward.

Chi Lang looked back, behind them, the vines on both sides of the promenade were already entwined, but the vines beside them were still in the air, and only started to move after they passed by.

"You still have to hold hands on this journey, otherwise time magic won't work on two people."

"Ah, I don't mind." Chi Lang said, "As long as it doesn't affect your use of magic."

This promenade usually only takes a few minutes to walk, but this time it has become extremely long. During this period of time when surrounded by green and almost no light, Chi Lang's heart gradually calmed down.

He always felt that the world was quieter when he was with Sheffield, here and in the library. He likes the time he spends with Sheffield, and he does things a lot more efficiently.

The only thing he found strange was that Sheffield's hands were really cold, not like a normal person's temperature.

Chi Lang also gradually guessed the rules of this final assessment. It should be that every other distance, there are different elemental magics to prevent them from reaching the auditorium.

When they walked out of the corridor, Chi Lang guessed that they should encounter a new field of elemental magic.

Only they saw a rose garden.

In a trance, Chi Lang felt that he had passed through again. The roses bloomed very well in the rose garden, and at the edge of the rose garden was a rusted fence, and the sky turned gray and black, gloomy and gloomy.

It's just that this scene only lasted for two seconds, and after two seconds, the scene of the academy was in front of them again.

"What was that just now?" Chi Lang asked.

Sheffield: "The magic of the illusion department, but this kind of magic is only effective in specific situations. In this case, most people know that it is fake."

"Where is that place?" Chi Lang felt that even the magic of the illusion department should follow a law, and such a rose garden would not appear for no reason.

Sheffield whispered: "Where I used to live."

Chi Lang thought about it and felt that Sheffield also likes to pick roses on weekdays, so he asked casually, "Do you like roses very much?"

"I like it very much," Sheffield smiled, "I think it's very beautiful... When I was bored, I liked watching roses bloom. Under the gloomy sky, watching its petals unfold slowly, as if seeing own future."

This is quite meaningful. Anyway, Chi Lang didn't quite understand it. He asked Sheffield: "The future?"

A future that always grows towards darkness. Sheffield thought, but instead of answering Chi Lang, he only said, "Go ahead."

Chi Lang said to himself, "I also like roses." He recalled modern events, and he was a little vague. "When I was young, I was short of money, so I went to sell roses with my friends..."

"I rarely meet people who tell me that they like roses." Sheffield said with a smile, "Every time I met people who came to my rose garden, they were very afraid. Finally, an old man who was not afraid came, And burn my rose garden."

Chi Lang: "This is too much. Does that person have any grudge against you?"

Sheffield's eyes turned to the other direction, Chi Lang didn't know what he was looking at, and only heard him say: "So I hate the fire magic in the element system, but I have to learn the magic of this department. proficient."

Chi Lang has seen all kinds of magic in the element system. After walking out of the corridor, it is the field of wind magic. The wind blade appears in the sky repeatedly in the shape of a cross, and after the wind blade field is over, it crackles. Lightning field.

But Chi Lang walked very easily. Sheffield used the simple "time magic" in his mouth to stop the magic of these elements. Chi Lang was in an absolutely safe area and saw the appearance of elemental magic up close.

He fell into the yearning for magic again.

On the way, they also met dozens of unknown creatures from the summoning system, and countless enchanted weapons flying from afar? And the phantoms that pop up from time to time.

Chi Lang even saw the modern scene in the vision. Fortunately, this scene appeared for a short time, and he didn't see it clearly. Sheffield just glanced at him and didn't ask anything.

Sheffield stopped. From their current position, they could already see the roof of the auditorium. There was only a short distance left, but the remaining distance was the element field laid out by Joyce.

Joyce also stood in front of them. After he got down from the clock, he came to the arranged element field, and after passing his element field, he arrived at the auditorium.

Chi Lang and Sheffield were the first to arrive here.

Joyce's tone was very bad: "It's actually you, Sheffield, I'm not that group of rubbish, I can be solved by you with such a simple time magic," he looked at Chi Lang again, "Remember to return my five Ten silver coins."

Chi Lang's good mood was ruined again, and he figured out how long he would have to work for Mrs. White to pay off.

Joyce's element field is different from those just now, and even people like Chi Lang who don't understand magic at all can perceive it.

Other elemental magics have regional limitations, either on the ground, in the corridor, or in the void. Only Joyce's magic seems to cover the entire world.

And the other element fields are all laid out by multiple people, but Joyce has only one person.

Joyce is indeed well versed in the magic of the fire element.

One after another, flames fell diagonally from the sky, looking like a huge meteor shower.

These flames did not cause damage to the ground and other buildings. During the final assessment period, all buildings in the academy will be protected by magic circles.

Sheffield was still very calm. He used the protection magic of the water system to spread a thin film of water on top of their heads. These dazzling flames were extinguished above them and could not hurt them.

And Chi Lang has been watching these falling flames, like a mighty rain of flames, he feels that this scene has a thrilling beauty.

Fire and light always attract people's attention.

After Chi Lang took his eyes back from the flames a little, he found that Sheffield's expression was not right.

There was no smile on Sheffield's face, and for the first time there was an almost icy expression in front of him. He looked at the flames as if he was remembering something bad.

Then Sheffield turned and glanced at Joyce, who was standing outside the flame field, also looking in their direction.

Their eyes met for a moment, and then Sheffield gave an unpleasant smile.

When the two of them faced off, Chi Lang noticed a crack in the water film above his head. The abrupt crack expanded a little bit, and finally the water film... shattered.

And the next flame quickly fell.

Chi Lang pulled Sheffield's sleeve: "Sheffield, this..."

Sheffield seemed to be really caught in some extremely negative emotion. He didn't hear Chi Lang's cry, and he always looked at Joyce with a cold expression.

When the flames were about to fall on them, Chi Lang saw that Sheffield had no response, so he could only push him to the other side heavily, but with this push, his own body inevitably leaned forward to the left. pour.

Plus he underestimated the speed at which the flames fell, he barely had time to dodge, and the flames fell on his back.

Only the word "pain" is left in this world.

Joyce's face changed, and he immediately stopped the element field. According to the rules of the college, in the final assessment, students may be slightly injured, but not seriously injured. If the injury is too serious, it is the responsibility of the person who asked the question.

Joyce saw that Chi Lang's appearance was not a minor injury at all.

After he ran over, he only glanced at the injury, and then cursed: "Why doesn't he even have any protective magic on him?"

Generally, magicians will put basic protective magic on themselves, so that even if they are attacked, they will not be seriously injured, and they can still fight back. But Chi Lang didn't have any protective magic on his body, so the body of an ordinary person was forcibly scorched by the flames.

Sheffield knew the reason, but it couldn't be told to Joyce, so he had to keep silent.

Joyce didn't know whether to worry about himself or Chi Lang. He hurriedly used the healing technique and asked Sheffield, "Why don't you use the healing technique? You are so close to him."

But the time was too tight, and Joyce didn't have time to say a few more words. He took Chi Lang to the medical department in the college.

Sheffield didn't even get his hands on it and didn't speak during the whole process.

Why not use healing?

Sheffield looked at his hand, his expression looked dazed in the sun for a moment.

Because he won't.

He doesn't even need to.

When he was injured, he didn't need to use healing, because only by remembering the wound, he could fight back better.

As for others, he never thought of using healing magic for others.

Chi Lang fainted when he was injured.

After Joyce sent Chi Lang to the medical department, he only felt that it was really troublesome. If the academy teacher knew that someone was injured so badly, he didn't know what punishment he would receive.

Chi Lang was lying on the bed in the medical department, Joyce glanced at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Ah, if this guy gets better, I won't care about the paper, and I won't let him pay back the money, so can he? Defend me in front of the teacher."

Joyce felt that it really had nothing to do with him. Who would have thought that Chi Lang had no protective magic at all. Moreover, ordinary students, if they do not have the ability to survive in the field of fire elements, should be eliminated in the front, and they will not be able to get here.

Those who can get here, even if they can't pass through Joyce's element field, they won't suffer such serious injuries.

He circled the infirmary a few times and returned to the elemental field. Sheffield had already left, and the rain of flames was still falling. Joyce was upset, and he thought of the look in Sheffield's eyes before, the look they met in the void before Chi Lang was injured.

He felt that Sheffield wanted to kill him at that time.

On the day when the final assessment was over, Chi Lang did not fulfill his wish to invite Sheffield to drink, nor did he go to help Mrs. White.

This evening the academy was very lively, almost everyone was cheering, and the young magicians were running on the road of the campus.

Chi Lang was sleeping in the medical office, not knowing anything.

Joyce went to the roof of the teaching building again and went to the side of the clock.

He was not surprised to see Sheffield there.

Sheffield returned to his usual form, first laughing, then asking him: "What's your relationship with Hubert?"

The name Hubert has not been mentioned for a long time. When people talk about this person, they prefer to call him the title of "God of Magic".

Joyce sneered: "Then who are you?"

Sheffield: "I'm a nameless person for now. I'm very interested in the magic you used today... That fire rain, that's the magic that Hubert developed."

"This kind of fire magic is very common."

"It's not wrong," Sheffield smiled. "Although there are many fire magics in the shape of a rain of flames, only Hubert's flames fall at such a rhythm."

Joyce was silent.

"So, what is your relationship with Hubert? Hubert's magical research results have not been made public yet. How did you learn it? Are you his descendant?"

"No, this is his manuscript I found by accident." Joyce told the truth intuitively.

"You should be glad you weren't," Sheffield stared at him, "otherwise I'd be troubled to kill you without leaving a trace."

The clock rang, the world downstairs was extremely noisy, and they were standing here, but it was eerily quiet.

After the clock rang, Joyce asked the question he wanted to ask: "You wanted to kill me today, at that time. After you saw this magic, you already wanted to kill me."

"That's right."

Joyce smiled self-deprecatingly: "So today, instead of saying that Micah saved you, it is better to say that he saved me, if not... I should have been killed by you at that time."

The reason why Joyce said so confidently was because when he saw Sheffield's eyes, he felt his killing intent, and at that time, he could hardly resist.

At that time, Joyce understood that Sheffield's strength was definitely a lot higher than him.

Sheffield turned. "That's right."

Sheffield still stepped into the infirmary, which he hadn't been to in five years.

He saw Chi Lang, as well as Chi Lang lying on his stomach, in an inelegant sleeping position.

He is in a very complicated mood now. Seeing Hubert's magic again makes him disgusted, and Chi Lang's behavior has caused him to fall into another irritable mood.

He remembered that the first time he saw roses blooming, he had a sense of happiness in his heart. At that time, he had not been so indifferent to life. He still felt that life was beautiful and roses were sunny.

After a long time, he moved the rose garden to the bottom of the abyss and fell in love with the red roses in the dark.

Chi Lang's actions pulled him back to that sunny afternoon, when the roses were blooming.

But only for a moment.

So Sheffield went to the library to find the most basic magic book and memorized the spell of healing. Then he used the healing technique on Chi Lang. His magic level was higher than Joyce's, so after using the healing technique at this time, the wound on Chi Lang's back was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was the first time he used healing, and probably the last.

Sheffield pulled the quilt for Chi Lang, and his movements were very light.

He thought that the roses in the dark or in the sun belonged to him.

his roses.