Descendants of the gods

When Denton came back, he saw the things Clement put on the shelf for the first time.

He glanced enviously, "Hans, you are really good, so many blue-robed warlocks want to accept you."

He paused, and asked very puzzled, "Hans, why do you choose a white-robed warlock as your teacher instead of choosing so many blue-robed warlocks?"

Of course Clement would not tell him the real reason, "because I know him best." Clement said a reason that was not a lie.

Ever since he gave up the feeling that Clement couldn't understand, Clement suddenly knew that he couldn't lie.

Although he didn't know the reason, Clement knew it, and Clement also knew that once he lied, there would be consequences that he might not have predicted.

What the gods say is true.

Clement didn't know that he himself had become a real god in a sense, not a host of godhead.

It's just that his rank is too low, so he only has a vague sense.

Denton seemed to be convinced, and he nodded in agreement.

"If it were me, I might choose a professor who is more familiar with me." Denton said to himself.

Clementine nodded.

Because this week is a practical class, their homework is just to practice and familiarize themselves with the newly learned magic.

Denton took out his staff and began to practice magic that he was not familiar with.

Clement took out the book again and began to read.

The two lived in peace for a while.

Denton barely mastered the magic skill he practiced just now, he tidied himself up and walked to the bedside.

"Don't you rest?" Denton asked. "Are you going to read all night again? Don't you practice magic?"

Clementine nodded.

Denton said worriedly, "You don't sleep all the time, can your body hold it?"

"It's okay, I have enough energy." Clement said.

Denton still looked worried, but he didn't say anything more, "Then I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early too, good night."

Clement nodded, and thoughtfully turned off the lights in the dormitory.

Then, Clement used magic to light up the pages of the book.He didn't reveal that he had night vision.

Denton closed his eyes, and the dormitory was silent.

Clement waited until Denton fell asleep. He extinguished the light on the book, got up and went out.

Clement planned to sneak into the Holy Book of Light to take a look.Although he asked Adolphus to tell the high priest to take the opportunity to turn from darkness to light, but today he suddenly felt a little restless for no reason.After thinking about it, he decided to go to the Temple of Light to take a look.

Clement hid himself and flew near the Temple of Light.Then he chanted a spell to transform himself into another person, a middle-aged man in the uniform of the Temple of Light.

Clement wandered around the Temple of Light a few times, and found a nun walking at night.

After Clement read her memory, she destroyed the body.Then Clement took on her likeness.

Clement was lucky that the nun was in charge of his daily life next to a bishop, and that bishop held an important position.

After showing his identity sign to the guards at the temple at the gate, Clement sneaked into the Temple of Light.

Clement walked into the bishop's study following the nun's memory.

After reading all the encrypted files, Clement realized the seriousness of the incident.

The status of this bishop is higher than the nuns thought, because he participated in something that Clement could not even imagine.

The people of the Temple of Light want to completely destroy the back of the continent, leaving only light in this world!

It was a really crazy idea, and Clement knew it would happen.The world will only fall into the abyss in an instant.

The Temple of Light is about to be completed, and they have found several remaining nodes linking the front and back of the continent.

There are six nodes in total, they have destroyed two, and there are four left.

Clement compared the time, and the time when the first node was destroyed was exactly the time when the undead were born.

So, because the node is destroyed, the back of the continent will cut off reincarnation?

Clement could not help connecting the two messages.

"What are you doing?" Clement heard a question behind him.

When he turned around, it was the red-robed warlock who had stopped him.

Clement didn't sense any hostility from the opponent, so he didn't do anything, just looked at the opponent suspiciously.

The red-robed warlock smiled at him, "It was the stars that guided me here." He went to the sofa in the study and sat down, conjuring himself a cup of hot tea.

"I have also heard about what the temple did. I know the consequences of doing so, but I have no right to tell them what to do." The red-robed warlock took a sip of hot tea and said to himself.

"Are you looking for cooperation?" Clement asked.

The red-robed warlock didn't nod or shake his head, he just said, "People need spiritual conversion, but as long as it's not full of evil, no one will care what they convert to."

"Are you from the Dark Temple?" Clement asked.

The red-robed warlock did not answer directly. He stood up and saluted Clement, "Your Majesty Hurley."

The red-robed warlock straightened up and said very seriously, "The people from the Temple of Light have already discovered your disguise. They invited me here in the hope that I can catch you."

Clement understood what he meant, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and started attacking the red-robed warlock with magic. The red-robed warlock avoided Clement's attack, and then began to shoot magic randomly around.

The two 'battled' for a while, and Clement directly launched an elemental riot and blew up half of the Temple of Light.

The red-robed warlock didn't defend himself tightly. He was blown upright by the blow, flew upside down, and spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he landed.

Clement took the opportunity to fly away from the sky.

He went around in a big circle in Xiacheng, changed his image a few times before returning to the dormitory.

It was almost dawn by this time.

Clement returned to the desk and sat down. He picked up the book that had not been closed before, lit the pages and sat there silently.

The Temple of Light actually saw his identity?

Did he see through his disguise or see his identity as a dark god?

There seems to be no difference between the two, but it is related to the assessment of the strength of the Temple of Light.

I just saw through his disguise, and I can explain that there is some artifact that can see through the disguise, but if he directly sees through his identity as a dark god...

Being able to spy on priestly things should not exist in the world.

Clement sat in front of the desk with a lot of thoughts until dawn.

"Morning, Hans!" Denton yawned and greeted Clement.

Clement was taken aback, he didn't expect to be so engrossed.

"Morning, Denton." Clement greeted Denton in a daze.

Denton was stunned immediately, "You, you...you actually greeted me!"

Clement looked at him strangely.

Denton still looked shocked, "You never greeted me properly!"

Clement was taken aback for a moment, and then he stopped talking to Denton. He closed the book and snapped his fingers, and everything followed Clement's wishes and returned to where they should be now.

Denton looked at Clement in amazement.

After packing up his things, Clement put on his backpack and walked to the training ground.

When Clement arrived at the training ground, there were already many people standing here.

After all, it is a class where you can actually practice magic, which is much more attractive to other students than a theoretical class.

Although to Clement, it's the other way around.

Today's lesson is the application of enchantment, relatively speaking, it is a relatively boring part of the practical class.Many people just want to learn how to defeat the enemy simply and rudely, rather than how to defend themselves well.

As soon as Clement appeared, people's eyes focused on him.

Clement saw Adolphus, and then he remembered that this class was taught together by Warrior, Knight, and Warlock.

Because both warriors and knights need to be proficient in enchantment in order to protect themselves or their masters.

Under Clement's signal, neither Adolphus nor the four knights came over.

Clement walked forward, just like Moses divided the sea, people gave way, and Clement walked to a position with a good view.

The professor who explained this lesson was Clement's teacher, Legmons.

He made a self-introduction in a few short sentences, and then started the topic without any nonsense.

His speech was not boring, nor did he follow the scriptures. It seemed that he wanted to show off in front of Clement. His explanations carried his own unique thoughts, which were not particularly profound and simple, but had a sense of showing off skills. .

Clement saw many people with confused expressions.

Legmons did not stop his speech, and Clement listened carefully.

Legmons really has a lot of research on enchantment, and he certainly won't try his best to teach humans, but just a little leaked from his fingers is very profound.

After all, it was an elf who became a white-robed warlock, Clement thought, how could he be rated as a white-robed warlock without some research of his own.

☆, seven

In the morning, the theory class is narrated, and in the afternoon, there is a direct battle. Warriors, knights, and warlocks are randomly paired for melee. The group with the least injuries will be the winner of today, and they will get two Ice element magic crystal as a reward.

Clement didn't do anything wrong, but he was paired with Adolphus.

As a warlock, he entered Charles Imperial Academy as a warrior.

Just because he showed extraordinary martial arts skills.

As the No.1 of the fighter department, when he and Clement stood together, the others all showed frustrated applications.

In the ensuing melee, no one could touch a hair on them.

No dark horse came out.

Clement and Adolphus each obtained a magic crystal of ice element.

This academy is actually so cruel, the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker.But there are still many people flocking here.

Clement did not understand the pilgrimage-like yearning of others here.

If the Dark Temple can also build such a group of schools, then there will be no worries about successors.

Clement thought.But he has no good way.

Because the knowledge taught in the Dark Temple is as recognizable as that in the Light Temple.

The magic books compiled by Clement were all taken away by the Charles Empire for research.If the same theory emerges, it will likely attract attention, followed by constant testing or suppression, or even sending troops directly to suppress and destroy it.

There were not many people in the Dark Temple, so it would be even more debilitating.

So it's not worth it.

Clement thought wildly for a while, and Adolphus nudged him.

Clement looked in the direction Adolphus was looking at, and saw a young man in a white robe embroidered with silver trim coming in.

He wears a silver diadem on his head and is followed by two columns of well-armed Templars.

He looked like Clement the minute he walked in.

Clement frowned and looked at him, feeling that this person's face seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The young man smiled respectfully at Clement, and pointed out, "That's a remnant of the Gaskell Empire, catch him! He's a member of the Dark Church!"

To the youth's surprise, as soon as he heard that Adolphus was a member of the Dark Church, the people around him immediately retreated, leaving a large circle around Adolphus.

Sagepus frowned. Although the reaction of those students made him feel a little unhappy, it also made it easier for the knights behind him to go forward and arrest them.

Adolphus subconsciously stood in front of Clement, raised his hand and released a barrier technique, blocking all the crusaders from the barrier.

When the surrounding students saw this scene, they immediately hid further away.

The crusaders spontaneously divided into two groups. One group kept attacking the barrier cast by Adolphus with their sharp blades, while the other group formed into two different formations and began to chant.

Clement immediately saw the power of this combined technique.

Clement took out his staff and began to chant quickly.

Seeing Clement's movements, Sagepus' expression changed.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Adolphus, his eyes were no longer calm as before, but a mixture of shock and resentment.

Clement didn't understand why Sagepus showed such an expression. Clement chanted softly and quickly, and even Adolphus who was standing beside him couldn't hear what he was chanting.

Clement chanted very quickly, but the spell was too long, and Clement still couldn't finish chanting before the barrier shattered.

The crusader's array emitted a strong light, and the light gradually glued together. After rising for a while, it fell suddenly.

Legmons shot without hesitation. He cast a large-scale enchantment, covering everyone present except Cyrjipps and the Crusader.

The brilliance finally fell and burst open.

The students closed their eyes in horror, and some even peed their pants on the spot.

The bursting light showed its astonishing power, and the classroom was blasted to pieces under the dazzling light.

The light began to fade gradually, and Legmons looked at the bombed classroom and was furious.

Sagepus' complexion was also very bad, because of Legmons' powerful enchantment technique, and because Legmons also protected Adolphus at the same time.

"Professor, what do you mean! Protect my enemies of the Holy Cult of Light, do you want to do right with our Holy Cult of Light?" Sagepus asked.His men were completely unable to shake the enchantment technique cast by Legmons.

Legmons sneered and said, "You came to my class to make trouble, blew up the classroom, and even wanted to kill my students. I didn't kill you because of the sake of the Temple of Light!"

Sagepus' face turned dark. Since he became the Holy Son of Light, he has never met such a disrespectful person.

But who made Legmons actually an elf, he didn't want to buy human face.

Clement stood behind Adolphus, watching a good show with great interest.

Sagepus looked at Legmons's white warlock robe, and gradually recovered his calm look.

"Your Excellency hides your strength, I suspect that you are a spy from the dark!" Sagepus said maliciously.

Legmons still had a sneer on his face, "Master Son, are you going to declare war on the Charles Empire on behalf of the Holy Nation of Glass?"

"You!" This big hat was buckled down like this, even Cygips couldn't stand it.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Legmons showed a serious expression, "Or do you mean that the Son of the Holy Kingdom of Grass cannot represent your Temple of Light, and the Temple of Light cannot represent yours? nation?"

There was no way to answer that, at least Cygips couldn't.

If he said yes, then this matter would be upgraded to a declaration of war by Legmons, but he couldn't say no, because it was related to the face of the Temple of Light.

In the end, Sagepus avoided this question, obviously he also knew that he couldn't entangle Legmons on this issue.He said, "Your Excellency must protect the remnants of Gaskell?"

Legmons didn't answer directly, but asked, "Are you sure you want to be an enemy of Imperial College?"

The commotion they made here shocked the entire academy.

When Anget arrived with a group of professors, he just heard Legmons' words.

Because there was so much commotion, Dean Angus brought the elite of the academy with him when he came.

As soon as he arrived here, he was distracted by the enchantment cast by Legmons.

That is really a perfect enchantment technique without any loopholes.

At least Angus himself didn't see anything to criticize.

A few professors who were well-versed in enchantment looked at Legmons in surprise, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

"The Holy Son of the Church of Light," Anget said solemnly, "Imperial College is not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

After measuring the strengths of the two parties, Cygips could only choose to back down, although he was very unwilling.

"I just want to capture Gaskell's remnants, Mr. Principal, I have no other intentions." Sagepus explained.

Angus looked at Cyggeps and asked, "So you blew up one of the best classrooms in our academy?"

Sagepus was taken aback, and then wanted to say something, but Angus didn't give him another chance, "I will write to your bishop to inquire about this matter, Holy Son, please leave here."

After Angus finished speaking, he continued to pay attention to Cyprus.He stretched out his hand and felt the remnants of the elements around him.

"It's really amazing." Angus walked in front of Adolphus, where the elements were the strongest.

"This attack is entirely the strength of the red-robed warlock. It stands to reason that no one here can survive." Angus said a shocking fact slowly.

He turned his head and stared at Legmons with those deep and divine eyes.

"Legmonds, it seems that we need to re-evaluate your strength." Angus said to himself, "Only the red-robed warlock can stop the attack of the red-robed warlock. Legmonds Si, I think you'll like your new robe." Angus finished.

The students were in an uproar, no one thought that the professor who had been teaching them the enchantment technique was actually a red-robed mage who had been hiding all along!

Sagepus's face twitched, and it seemed that he knew it too.It doesn't matter if you offend a white-robed warlock, but if you offend a red-robed warlock...

He couldn't imagine how St. Charles would make things difficult for them, the Holy Church of Light and the Holy Nation of Grasse.

In the end, Sagepus could only leave here in despair.

Principal Angus didn't seem to notice that there was a large number of people missing here, and he was still praising the flawless enchantment cast by the Legmons he had seen before.

Many students couldn't help but look at Clement with envy and hatred, and many of them were the ones who were secretly laughing at him.

Look, No. 1 of the warlock department worshiped a blue-robed warlock who rejected countless people, and worshiped an unknown white-robed warlock as a teacher. He must be out of his mind.

However, today, that unknown white-robed sorcerer turned into a red-robed sorcerer, and it was still the kind that was personally acknowledged by Principal Angus.

On the contrary, it is fate. The first Hans of the Warlock Department has unique insight and unparalleled luck.

Being accepted by a red-robed warlock is something that many people can't ask for, but it turned out to be such a joke with Hans.