elf successor

"how is this possible·····"

"Bill...Bill he..."

"Gus, his name seems to be Gus..."

Time seems to be frozen.

Gus still stood there, and the three Biebers patted their bodies and looked at Gus with shock on their faces.

The witch's staff fell on the street. The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Bill looked at Gus coldly, the fireball disappeared, and no one knew what happened just now.

Just like that, it gradually shrank until it shrank into a fire.

Destroyed by the spring breeze.

Bill bent down and picked up the witch staff, "Let's go."

Brandt hadn't reacted yet, staring blankly at Gus, his face covered with blood, like a madman. Finally, he was half-carried away from the place by his followers.

Bieber exclaimed, and it took him a long time to react, "I almost forgot, Gus, you are a wizard."

Bieber thought of what happened in Jebeldan, and naturally associated it with this time. He rubbed his hands excitedly and returned to the castle with Linlang Jebeldan in his arms.

Gus followed.

The apprentices who were watching the excitement on the street also returned to the castle.

But they all remembered Gus's name. There was an intermediate apprentice in the Qingworm District.

"Gus, tell me how you did it."

Bieber pushed Gus down on the sofa, his fat body lying in front of Gus, looking at Gus mysteriously.

Linlang and Jiedan's faces were also filled with admiration.

They didn't know Gus knew witchcraft. But thinking about this month, Gus has been reading every day, both in the castle and in the Black Ink Tower.

Perhaps, this is what a wizard should be like.

"It's okay, I'm a little tired, I'll go upstairs to rest for a while."

Gus pressed Bieber's fat head, stood up and walked to the room, "By the way, give me a bowl of noodles."

Gus knew exactly what happened just now. The "ghost" reappeared for the second time.

In Jebeldan, at this time, twice, it has been shown that it does not appear accidentally, but is truly parasitic in the body.

It is alive.

After closing the door, Gus opened the window and stared out the window, letting the breeze caress his face with warmth.

The afternoon time makes people feel a little lazy.

"Bang---"

The dull voice echoed in the room. Gus looked at the white chest and punched it without causing any marks.

There isn't even the faintest red mark.

"What the hell are you?"

Gus murmured, his black hair messed up in distress.

Slowly, Gus controlled his emotions, took a deep breath, and quickly browsed "The History of Mage Time" in his mind.

Suddenly, Gus remembered something, opened the book, and found a few pages about the ghost of the mage.

Regarding ghosts, there is very little recorded in this book, only a few sentences.

"The ghost, the soul of the mage, is sacrificed, and the sky is shattered. But if it is sacrificed, there is only one way to die. This is the mage's last blow. Even though it is powerful, there are very few people who can use it. When the ghost dies, it is truly dissipated in the world. world."

"The ghost is like a shadow, always accompanying one's body. It is the source of the mage's power and the second form of the mage."

Gus thought silently and thought in his mind. In ancient times, ghosts could be used to attack, but there was only one chance, so no one would sacrifice them.

After the body dies, the ghost remains and can be reincarnated.

There is hope.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the second form of a mage.

But I don't look like a ghost at all.

It attacked, attacking the fireball. Gus could see it clearly. The black shadow blocked him in front of him. He used some tricks in his hands to absorb the fireball.

Then he crawled into his chest again.

If it were a real ghost, it would only dissipate once it was struck.

"Oh, I don't even have witchcraft power yet."

Gus laughed at himself, knowing that the possibility of the black shadow being a ghost was extremely small. Ghosts appeared when the mage absorbed the first ray of witchcraft power, just like the wizard's first ray of witchcraft power connected to the witch's staff.

There were footsteps and Bieber opened the door.

"Gus, your face."

"Leave it here."

Gus moved to make room for Bieber, but his eyes never left the window.

"Hey, Gus, how can I develop witchcraft power?"

Bieber looked at Gus longingly. In the past month, none of the three of them had developed witchcraft power. Even meditation, Bieber only entered it in the past few days.

The release of witchcraft power heralds the entry into the stage of low-level wizard apprentice.

In the entire castle, only Gus can do this, this is Bieber's guess.

"time."

"how much longer."

Bieber had a sad face and looked at Gus pitifully. Time, it has been a month, I heard that there are already people who can simply use low-level witchcraft, although the energy that can be gathered is pitiful.

But they finally gathered.

"Find a witch wand first."

Among the four, not one of them owns a witch wand, and none of them comes from a wealthy family. Although the college does not require tuition fees, they have to rely on themselves to find ways to spend their daily expenses.

Witching wands are expensive.

Even the most inferior witch wand costs more than thirty gold coins.

"Witching staff, yes, witching staff." Bieber slapped his forehead suddenly and hurried out of Gus' room.

The noodles are small, but enough. Bieber has mastered Gus's appetite to the extreme.

"Hopefully it won't cause any harm to anyone."

Gus sighed. He had no clue about the black shadow, but he was worried because he didn't show his witch wand just now.

Although only Bill can see the shadow.

The previous situation was more like Bill letting them go, removing the witchcraft at the last moment, and the fireball dissipated in the air.

However, no one would believe this result. They were all willing to believe that Gus could resist the mid-level wizard.

"Let's get a witching staff first."

Gus thought about the most urgent thing at the moment, picked up the book, and left the room.

He was going to the art studio to return the books and see if there was any way to make money.

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The sun was in the west, blocked by several tall castles, and a large shadow covered the college.

Gus looked at the bare roadside, which looked nothing like spring.

"It would be a good idea to find some butterfly flower seeds and scatter them here."

Gus thought so. Except for the butterfly flower, Gus didn't know the names of other flowers, so it was a bit difficult to find them.

When Gus walked to the gym again, it was dark again.

But this time, the gymnasium was full of people and bustling.

There was no conversation except for footsteps, footsteps again.

Gus walked to the bookshelf and was troubled again. How could he put it in without witchcraft.

I looked around and saw that compared to other places, there was no human figure in this section. In the history of mages, few people have explored this issue.

Gus thought about it and planned to leave. It seemed that he would only come back when he had developed his witchcraft power.

Fortunately, the college is very relaxed about the time for borrowing and returning books.

Gus has plenty of time. So I don’t want to ask others to help.