Heimarian Odyssey

At the junction of the sea of ​​clouds and the water, a tall white tower pierces between the sky and the earth.

"That's the Santa!" Locke sighed. In the morning, the old man in gray robe disappeared from the port of Zekton in the eyes of everyone again today, saying that he would arrive at the Santa on time at 4 pm.

Although it took only ten days to take off from Princeton until now, Locke felt that it had been months long.

Life on the deck is so boring and boring, and the stereotyped scenery wipes out Locke's curiosity.

If the ship sailing on the water is okay, Locke can enjoy the sea breeze, and the floating ship accidentally falls down, which is the ending of the crushed bones.

Until now, Locke didn't know what the flying height of the floating ship was.

There are too few visible objects. The flying herons and other birds flying under the floating ship let Locke know that he is now at a height that may be higher than the normal bird flight height.

The old man in gray robe was right. At 4:00 in the afternoon, the floating ship reached its destination.

An island with lush forest appeared below the floating boat.

The central area of ​​the forest, the height of the hundreds of kilometers of the holy tower, stands like the pillar of the sky.

What kind of creatures live in the forest outside the holy tower, Locke is unknown, but the light dangers emanating from the forest, Locke is not difficult to guess, there are at least powerful creatures of the order of Warcraft.

Because it was the original Morpheus Forest, it was far from the forest's strong sense of oppression.

It didn't take long for the crowd to switch from the shock of the outer forest to the novelty of Santa College.

The difference between Santa College and Imperial College is that there is no redundancy in the space here. The cylindrical teaching building uses the space inside the Santa Claus to the ultimate, translucent combined corridor, so that standing outside The magic apprentices clearly saw the Santa magicians walking inside.

The most striking thing is the thousand-meter Santa on top of Santa College. Looking up, you can't see the end.

"If you want to visit, there is time. Get off the boat now!" The old man in gray robe flew in mid-air, directing everyone on the boat to get off the boat in an orderly manner.

Locke, Angelina, and Daini walked off the pontoon simultaneously.

"Finally, I don't have to endure the taste." Locke complained, and he didn't wait for him to complain again, and the gray robe master called him over.

"That knight, come here!" The old man in gray robe yelled Locke past with a smile. Locke now hates the expression of the old man in gray robe, because every time Locke sees it, there is no good thing.

"What's the matter? Master." Although he was upset, Locke didn't show it on his face, and asked with respect.

"You have done a good job these days!" The Grey Robes magician first praised Locke's credit. "This is the reward for you!" The reward for an intermediate Warcraft crystal nucleus a day is more than ten. A small bag was assembled, and the old man in gray robe handed it to Locke.

"Sir, thank you!" Locke knows when to quit and when to accept. Most of the magicians are hard-tempered, especially the elderly. It's hard to disturb the recognition. It is better to accept this directly than to be humble. remuneration.

More than ten mid-level crystal nuclei have nearly two thousand gold moles, not a small sum of money.

"Have you joined any organization?" The old gray robe asked casually.

"Yeah, I joined the knight palace." Locke replied, as another large organization on the continent of Miasia and the holy tower, the old man in the gray robe is of course no stranger to the knight palace.

"That's it~" The old gray robe nodded his head first. After thinking for a while, he said, "I still have a job for you. I don't know if you accept it or not?"

"Sir, please say." Locke was able to see that, Pabloina Patriarch only had Angelina in his eyes. His knight, Patriarch didn't take much care, so he didn't dare to hold the Patriarch's cover and dare to violate it. Against another formal magician.

"In the last six months, slave creatures will be sent from three continents one by one, or two weeks in Santa. I happen to be responsible for some of them, but one of my experiments has reached a critical moment..." The old man did not say clearly, but he has already The meaning is very clear.

"Half a year..." Locke was speechless. He had to stay in this place for a month or two at most, and he had to find a way to return to the Omor Empire. How could he help the magician to manage those slave creatures for half a year.

"But the Cavaliers Hall has recently issued a call..." Locke said, he just joined the Cavaliers Hall, so his call order must go through a process before it can be sent to his hands, but this does not mean that he can miss this call.

Mandatory recruitment missions, no knight will refuse, and no knight dare to refuse, the disciplinary force of the knight palace is not annoying.

"Recruitment order?" The old gray robe first glared, and then said with ease, "It's okay, you can also perform that mission anyway from the side of the holy tower!"

Before waiting for Locke to ask about the specific situation, the old man said to Locke, "I will work in the transfer area of ​​the Santa Claus starting tomorrow. I have already completed your check-in procedures!"

Locke could only stretch out his hand and watched the old man walk silently toward the holy tower.

"What's the matter?" Angelina asked concerned when Locke walked back.

"I might not be able to leave." Locke felt like he was being trafficked.

There are about fifty magic apprentices on the floating ship. They were not allowed to wait for a long time. Seven or eight seniors who walked out of the inside of Santa College began to lead them in and go through the admission procedures.

"Which continent do you belong to?" a leading high-level apprentice asked the people who got off the floating ship.

"We are from the Royal Academy of Omor Empire." A magician replied among the crowd.

"The Omor empire, that is the continent of Misia. Merlin, you happen to be from the continent of Misia. Lead your fellow countryman to Lord Radu to collect your identity card." The leading magic apprentice should have casually thought this should be His job was given to a fat man standing next to him.

"Okay." The fat man nodded and agreed, "Come, everyone follow me!"

The congregation of the Holy Gathering is all the elite magicians of the three western islands. The annual enrollment quota is less than 200, and each continent only accounts for about 70 places.

Fifty of them, like Angelina and others, were admitted by virtue of their extraordinary talents and strength, and the other 20 were through other channels.

For example, the royal family of the Omor Empire can get 10 places each year. For those royal princes and princesses, there is no better place than to go to the gilding of the holy tower.

In addition, some hidden strongmen and forces on the mainland also have one or two recommended places.

The true arrogant of the sky, the talent of the sky, every student who graduates from the Santa is at least the best among the high-level apprentices.

As for the mid-level apprentice, if he didn't get promoted to death, maybe he would stay in the holy tower all his life.