Abyss Demon of All Realms

Looking at Hawthorne on the stage.

Saya didn't know what mood she was in.

The counter-proof is very complicated in my heart: "I don't know whether this luck is good or bad. Why did I hit the first world war in more than [-] years, and I am not even an official wizard. What can I do?" '

This unexpected development directly disrupted [-]% of his thoughts.

I don't know what to do.

He found out in despair: "I seem to be unable to do anything with this little ability except to watch..."

who I am?where am I?what should I do?

It's not just him, these three questions have become the doubts of most people in the wizarding world.

And those mortal countries that have just been notified don't even have the slightest idea, what is a world war? ?

Something that hadn't happened in 10,000+ years caught them off guard in an instant.

This thing is too far away for them.

The sense of substitution is the same as that of ancient myths.

When it was placed in front of them all of a sudden, they really couldn't understand it.

[Increase the population at all costs. 】

Looking at this simple order, many kings scratched their hair and were a little confused.

Until the next day, another order came down.

[Within three days, marriageable men and women must get married if there are enough opposite sexes. If they refuse to marry, they will be hanged on the spot. 】

Only then did I realize the strength of the so-called "whatever it takes."

The folks were directly in chaos.

Many single dogs immediately faced the choice of either getting married or dying on the spot.

The truth is a little sudden.

Day [-].

Thousands of meters underground in the Heart of Silence.

In the huge different-dimensional space created by witchcraft and a large number of witchcraft.

Saya is directing the servants to send food and nutrients to the animal pen.

A large number of monsters that have just been unsealed are in a certain period of weakness because they have just recovered, and these materials are their supplies to restore their strength.

And when Saya was responsible for accepting this job, it was the second day after the war notice was issued.

It was also at that time that he realized that there were so many different spaces under the academy where he had been staying for several years.

The 36th floor of the stable space.

Each layer raises hundreds of millions of monsters, and those monsters have been controlled by witchcraft since their ancestors.

Both intelligence and strength are restricted, and there is nothing in the mind other than killing, multiplying, and obeying orders!

The intelligence that was originally close to that of humans is only as good as that of cats and dogs.

And when it grows to a certain level, it will be sealed and preserved.

This not only saves the space and feeding supplies of the animal pen, but also prevents them from dying of old age in vain, and can be used as a reserve source of soldiers.

If even the storage space is full, those extra monsters will be killed collectively according to the principle of strength from weak to strong, and transported as materials to other parts of the college for the teachers and students inside.

And this is also the source of materials that the Silent Heart consumes day and night.

Saya is now in charge of a small area on the 11th floor of the beast pen, and there are probably millions of newly revived monsters to manage.

The weakest of these monsters is peak level 2, the strongest is peak level 3, and there are none at level [-], because at that level of strength, even the witchcraft of blood and soul has a high probability of being broken by it, so that belongs to Something outside the safety line.

Seeing the loads of supplies being transported away, Saya couldn't tell what mood he was in.

A few days ago, he never dreamed that he, an apprentice wizard, could manage so many powerful monsters!

Just pick the weakest one among them, and it will kill him in one breath.

And with millions of them crowded together, just the power that is automatically emitted from the body surface can make him unsteady, and he feels like he is going to faint.

If it weren't for the robes that insulate him, he wouldn't be able to do this job at all.

"I don't know what's going on with Char, he seems to be taking care of those ancient wizards who have just recovered, I just hope that their tempers will not be too difficult..."

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The old man with fluttering white hair and muscular body yelled angrily at the dwarf who was like a thin bamboo pole beside him, "I'll give you a punch!"

"boom!"

Not dodging or dodging, after taking a hard punch with his head, the short wizard didn't even shake his body, and mocked with a strange smile on his face: "Jie Jie Jie ~ trash! Didn't you eat!"

Seeing that the other party dared to mock him, the white-haired old man was furious: "You bastard, I'm not bragging about my Kart style boxing skills!"

The dwarf shot back disdainfully: "It's just a scumbag, it's a hot chicken in front of my Elsra flow body training witchcraft!"

"I hit..."

"Silly……"

The two started fighting again amidst mutual scolding.

The onlookers at the side could only be in a hurry, and the old man with two heads hurriedly persuaded: "Don't hit, don't hit, please don't hit again! You are all wizards, you can't be beaten to death like this!" Human!"

"Fuck him! Wizards use witchcraft with a hammer, witchcraft is for weak chickens, and it's fun to beat with fists!"

"Hit! Hard! Beautiful! It's this left uppercut!"

"Who ate my bread!"

"Does anyone want to go out whoring..."

"What! Laozi's kingdom has been destroyed for tens of thousands of years!"

"What! The kingdom that destroyed my kingdom has also been destroyed for tens of thousands of years!"

"What! That area has changed countries 985 times!"

"I'll hit you……"

Hiding in the corner, looking at the scene of ghosts screaming and demons dancing not far away, Charles was very at a loss in his young heart.

'Do these gangsters need someone to take care of them?Eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, fight and fight everything, full of vitality! '

These guys were quite normal when they just woke up. They all looked serious, and all of them had serious faces and full of aura!

But it took only two or three days to become this kind of virtue, just like having lost his mind, letting go of wanton indulgence, spitting everywhere and affecting hygiene, completely losing the original image.

According to the information he obtained, the two fighting guys in the center of the venue, the old man with muscles all over his body, slept for more than 4 years, while the short and stunted one slept for more than 9 years, and even participated in the competition. A world war.

As for the people present, excluding him who was making soy sauce and the servants who served tea and water, these wizards all had at least level [-] strength!

Although none of these guys can live for hundreds of years and have entered the end of their lives, they are all exceptionally good at fighting, so they chose to be sealed and become the foundation of the wizarding world.

Char was puzzled and thought: "Isn't hundreds of years quite a long time?"Why do these guys talk like they are dying, maybe this is the mentality of the strong...'

Chapter 57: Life goal

"By the way, I have to attend lectures later, I hope these bigwigs can settle down a bit..."

Charle thought with some worry: "It is said that tens of thousands of academies in the wizarding world will hold a unified competition this time, and conduct intensive training for the best young generation, so as to cultivate the mainstay for future wars. I hope I can also have the opportunity ... Forget it, it's not reliable, it's enough to let Saya get a quota..."

For himself, Char is still not very confident in his heart. In his eyes, he may not be bad, but compared with the tens of thousands of geniuses in the wizarding world, he is still far behind. Only geniuses have the opportunity to compete with them.

Just as he was thinking about how to help Saya get the quota, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded in his ear: "What do you seem to be worried about?"

He was startled instinctively, and turned his head away hastily.

What caught my eye was an old man about two meters tall, wearing a black robe, whose figure could not be seen clearly.

Only half of the old man's face was made of flesh and blood, while the other half was made of brown machinery. Charles could even see the mechanical gears in it rotating steadily.

Looking at the other party's calm gaze, Char felt as if he had no secrets in front of the other party, and couldn't help becoming nervous. After hesitating for a while, he blushed and said, "I'm not worried about anything..."

The other party looked around at the other people expressionlessly, and said calmly: "Really, maybe it is true, but as an elder, I think I should remind you that it is useless to think about many things, because people Your vision and mental strength are limited, and the so-called plan is also limited by this, and it must have its own limitations, so it is impossible to have a perfect plan. The best way to deal with things is always to improve yourself as much as possible. As long as you are capable enough, no matter how big the problem is, you can solve it.”

Char gritted his teeth and explained, "But..."

"Are you doubting your own abilities?"

Before he finished speaking, the old man saw what he was saying, and interrupted mercilessly: "One can never doubt whether one can do it, because when you doubt yourself, it means that you really can't do it, so No matter what the result is, just move forward, and you must not be confused or hesitate until you finally get the result."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without changing his expression, never paying attention to Char's ever-changing expression.

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In order to cope with the upcoming war, the academy gave up the free-range training, and now the students are trained intensively by the best instructors.

Among them, those mentors who are not strong enough are also pulled to be trained by stronger mentors to be rebuilt.

Among these people was Charl's less serious mentor, Todd.

He never dreamed that he was over 400 years old and could still live as an apprentice, being tortured by cramming education!

Sitting in the seat, listening to the instructor on the stage with a dazed expression, Charles couldn't tell what he was thinking. He felt like a wild dog that had been stepped on by someone, and he couldn't refute the old man's words at all. .

His lack of confidence in himself, his confusion about the future, and his sense of frustration surged into his heart: "Do I really want to spend my life like this..."

At this moment, holding something with one hand, it quietly reached out to Char, and lightly poked his waist twice.

He turned his head and found that the owner of that hand was Saya, who was looking at him happily: "Hey! Char, this thing tastes really good, I think you will like it!"

He took what he handed to him and took a bite.

Feel the taste in your mouth.

Seeing his smiling face, Charl was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Saya, do you have any goals in this life?"

"Target?"

Hearing this question, Saya scratched his head, thought for a while and said:

"...If I really want to say it, I want to stand on a high place and take a look.

The education I have received from my father and mother since I was a child is to climb up, to the highest place I can climb, and this kind of life will have no regrets.

So, if I really want to talk about my life goals, I want to stand at the highest point, even if it is only for a second, I think this life is worth it! "

"Is that so..."

After listening, Char nodded and said seriously: "I will help you, Saya."

Since I don't have any goals in life, and I don't have any direction to move forward, then help Saya to complete his goals.

If Saya can achieve his life goals, then Charl feels that he can also feel the joy and glory...

Smiling and shrugging his shoulders, Sayama replied indifferently: "Thank you then!"

Even in his opinion, the so-called goal of life is really far away. After all, the so-called dream can only be imagined in a dream, so he didn't take Charles' words to heart, thinking that the other party was just talking casually. That's all.

It never occurred to me that my only friend was really ready to take action for this.

After eating, seeing Charle's serious expression while listening to the class, Saya was a little puzzled, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, he knew Charle's hard work and diligence, but he was a little puzzled. There was a certain change, and he became more solemn inexplicably, as if he had devoted himself to a certain sacred cause, and Saya was a little confused.

'? ? ? '

After thinking for a moment in doubt, Saya decided to give up thinking about that question.

After all, it is not a bad thing to listen to the class more seriously, no matter how you think about it, so I also gathered my distracted attention, put all my eyes on the podium, and started to study seriously.

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three months later.

Standing in the audience, he looked at Charle, who had won the entry spot for the [Wizard World All Schools Unified Competition] with the No.1 score this year.

Saya, who had only taken more than 30 exams, was full of question marks, and he couldn't help but doubt his life.

I was very puzzled and thought: 'What happened?Wasn't it not as good as me not long ago?Why am I being thrown such a long distance? '

Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't feel any jealousy. Instead, he was secretly happy that the other party's efforts had paid off.

Because he regards the other party as a friend from the bottom of his heart, and friends should not care about those things.