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"Your Highness." In the distant Fallen Swamp, where the legendary Dark Temple is located.

In the tall but dark temple, Angus, the God of Darkness, stands on the throne and overlooks his people. The expression on the statue is cold and arrogant.

The dark pope in a black robe kneeled solemnly in front of the statue to listen to the oracle. After a long time, he bowed down and bowed down, expressing his loyalty and obedience in a prostration posture.

"Your followers follow your will, Your Majesty."

When the Pope walked out of the temple, the priest in the same black robe beside him had been waiting for a long time. Seeing him coming out, he hurried up to salute: "Your Majesty, what did Your Majesty say?"

The Pope gave him a cold look.Immediately, he looked at the gray sky, his eyes fell, and his eyes were filled with corruption and gloom.The Pope suddenly smiled, and squeezed out a few short words in his hoarse voice: "Tell him, the plan has begun."

"Yes." The priest was overjoyed, bowed and saluted, and left in a hurry.

"Great God of Darkness, we have stayed in this dirty Fallen Swamp long enough, long enough! Hahahahaha."

The people of Ainor still feel nothing, except those believers of the dark god.After all, there is such a king of the gods, as long as they live in foolishness, the sky will never fall.

Then, in the Liberty City of the Yinlier Federation on the other side, our Dragon High Priest, Mrs. Katis, is still wandering around. It seems that she has no fate to bump into Her Majesty the Goddess just by flying casually thousands of years ago.

And Her Highness Althea, whom she was thinking of, was entering the gate of the Magician's Guild at this time, chatting up the girl who was in charge of the registration of the middle-level magician of the water system.

The blue-haired beauty deserves to be a water mage known for her gentleness, she doesn't have the rage of fire or the sharpness of gold...

"Excuse me, what do you need?" The girl asked gently, with a very good attitude.

Orthea blinked, glanced past the brand on her chest, paused on her face, smiled and said, "Can you test the magic level here?"

"Of course." The girl's badge said she was an intermediate water magician, and her name was Mavis Hall. "Do you want to register or renew?"

"Register." Orthea said succinctly, then glanced at Yimo, and added: "The two of us."

"Okay." A little surprise flashed in Mei Weisi's eyes, but her good self-cultivation made her still smile: "Please wait a moment, fill out the form first, so we can arrange a test for you."

"Hmm." Orthea nodded lightly, took the form and pen and wrote down neatly.

There are surprisingly few people in the Magician's Guild, and the few are pitiful.Because apart from the two chatting guards at the door, there were only two people in the guild, one was Mei Weiss who was receiving them, and the other was a sloppy old man sitting on a chair by the wall who didn't know what to do.

Orthea just glanced at it and looked away, alchemist?But she does not lack such contacts.On the contrary, Yimo couldn't help but looked a few more times curiously, but saw the old man suddenly glanced over, and stared fixedly at Orthea's back for a while, as if his eyes could burn a hole in her back Same.

Yi Mo frowned, and on the eve of getting angry, the old man finally looked away, instead he looked at her slowly, showed a smiling face, and then buried his head back into the pile of bottles and jars.

Orthea writes very quickly, she was on top of the gods when she was young, and she lived a carefree life when her father was still there. During the long time, she had no other fun except learning various things.For a long time, because of her self-taught skills of stirring up the tops of the gods, the angry Novia specially pressured her to practice calligraphy and copied all kinds of materials!So she successfully got the skill of writing quickly and well.

It's not that she didn't notice the sight behind her, but it was just a little alchemist, and she didn't bother to pay attention.

"Okay." After she finished filling in the information, she smiled and pressed the form on the table and pushed it to Miss Meiweisi, who was slightly absent-minded, "Is there anything else I need to fill in?"

"Oh no," Mei Weiss blushed slightly, she hurriedly adjusted her emotions by looking at the form, but the next second she saw the test level clearly, she exclaimed: "Mage?"

"What's wrong?" Orthea tilted her head and smiled: "Is there any problem? Can't we test here?"

"No, of course." Mei Weiss pursed her lips and regained her composure: "It's just that I was a little surprised, oh please forgive my impoliteness. But the highest level we can test here is the magician. Going to our headquarters."

"That's a coincidence," Orthea smiled: "By the way, my companion is also going to test, great magician."

"Great magician?" Mei Weisi was surprised, she saw Yi Mo's obviously immature face: "Hey, how old is the little guy? Could it be that she came from Shengyuan?"

She looked at another form: "Oh my God?! Elijah, she's only 15!"

"Yes, 15 years old." Orthea's mouth twitched subtly, "But please calm down, do you need to see my age?"

"Huh?" Mei Weisi turned the page, "Are you an elf?"

"Obviously." Orthea nodded.

"Oh, then you don't need to fill in the age." Mei Weisi smiled kindly, "The longevity species is different from human beings after all."

"Miss Hall," Althea looked at her indifferently, not annoyed: "I think you know that elves and humans have different age calculation methods."

Mei Weisi smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry to offend you."

"No." Orthea smiled and said, "Your system is very humane."

After all, it was torn by hand because of this.

"The test of a wizard and... um, a fifth-level great magician?" Mei Weisi confirmed it, and suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, Miss Yimo, can you tell me who your teacher is?"

"Need to explain this?" Yi Mo frowned, this damn is a little troublesome.

"Yes," Mei Weiss nodded, and added: "The guild needs to record your origin, um, you don't need it, Mrs. Heather."

"...I'm from the Royal Academy of Otis, the School of Magic, er, the second year hasn't started yet." Yi Mo hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely: "Is this okay? Oh yes, this is my school badge."

"Okay, yes." Mei Weisi nodded helplessly. This kind of situation is not uncommon. Many academy children who go out for trials need to re-register as mercenaries.

Mei Weisi made a final confirmation, seeing that both of them nodded and wrote something on the form, she smiled slightly and said, "Then, please follow me."

The test site was on the second floor, a large and empty room. Orthea glanced at it casually, and there were magic circles around and above and below, and it was no problem to roughly withstand the attack power of the mage.

Really generous, worthy of the Magicians Guild.

Orthea thought about it, and roughly estimated the value according to the value of a thousand years ago. Well, it's not bad, it's quite good, but I don't know how it is now.

In the testing room stood an elderly man in a khaki magic robe.Orthea looked at it, the eighth-level magister, it's not bad.At least in the present, when there are almost no demigods, and only a few holy ranks, the eighth-rank magister is also extremely powerful.

As for why there are no demigods, because they are basically forced to be sent to the top of the gods and assigned to twelve... oh no, eight temples, each of which becomes a god attendant or becomes a slave god after becoming stronger.

"Lord Winifred." Mavis stood respectfully at the door and saluted: "The tester is here, an elf who tests a mage, a girl who tests a great magician."

Brewster Winifred, an eighth-level ice mage, has a mild personality.He looked at the two of us, stroked his beard with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go out first, I'll do the test."

As he spoke, he signaled Orthea and Yimo to come in, and asked, "Which one of you will go first?"

Ortheya considered for a second, then decisively pushed Yimo out: "Her."

Emo: "..."

"Let me go first." The blond girl shrugged helplessly.

"That's good." Brewster stretched out one hand to prepare for defense, and put the other behind his back, obviously not intending to use it.However, the most important thing for a magician is magic. Close combat is not much advocated, and it is normal only in trials.

"Attack me with your strongest and best magic." Brewster said confidently.

Yi Mo hesitated: "Are you sure?"

"Come on little guy." The old man smiled with encouragement in his eyes.

Yi Mo thought about it, and she decided to use the wind element.The most proficient is of course the wind blade, the strongest may not be the strongest, but this place is not big enough, it must not be able to use it, then...

The blond girl pondered on the spot for a while, her eyes lit up, and she smiled as if she was holding the winning ticket, showing two small canine teeth: "Then, Mrs. Winifred, please get ready."

After finishing speaking, she fired a few wind blades instantly to familiarize herself with it, and then began to recite the spell in a low voice, speaking very fast, but still articulated clearly.After a while, a large number of wind blades gathered around, but it was extremely.In a static state, each of them is shining with blue light, which looks very sharp.

When Yi Mo stopped her spell, there were at least hundreds of wind blades standing beside her.She smiled at Brewster, and something like cold sweat seemed to come out of his spine, freezing him.

After smiling, Yi Mo once again condensed his mental power to control the fusion of the wind blades, yes, the fusion began.Control hundreds of tables at the same time.The wind blade has already consumed a lot of mental power.It also specializes in fusion, which is really not too troublesome.

Yi Mo, who didn't mind the trouble, focused on fusing the wind blades, trying hard to combine them into a powerful wind blade.

Novia in her conscious sea saw this scene, her eyes darkened, she sighed indiscernibly, and then mixed a little life power into her spiritual power as a fusion agent.Emer went much smoother immediately.

Orthea glanced at her, and suddenly chuckled, but raised her eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Suddenly, with a buzzing sound like a sword-like clear sound, it merged with the wind blade!become!

The author has something to say: the author who didn’t catch up with the update before twelve o’clock broke the jar… Good night