Crossing Cannon Fodder and Embracing the Lord God

Pharmacist Association, Angelo looked at his new teacher and nodded to Master Drucker, "Okay."

"When you reach the fourth level of pharmacist, I will take you to participate." Every winter vacation is also the time of the pharmacist conference. This year's pharmacist conference is held in the Ande Empire. Although the Aussie Empire is the seat of the Pharmacy Association, But the venue of the conference alternates among the five empires.

"Maybe next time." Angelo smiled, and Master Drucker knocked on him, "You think it's so easy to go from level three to level four."

"Last time he was level five, isn't he also level eight now." Angelo rubbed his forehead and looked at Benedict at the door.Drucker smacked his lips, "He's just following a formality." Apparently, the two had had an exchange, and Drucker didn't believe Benedict, a pharmacist who came out of a wild way, at first, if it weren't for his configuration method Totally up to par, he'd really think Benedict was cheating.

"It will take such a long time to go through the formalities." An Qiluo muttered in a low voice, since the last time he came to the Pharmacist Association, it has been 20 days at least.

"You little thing." Drucker didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, I'm going to go, you should study hard here." An Qiluo stuck out his tongue, "Teacher, the journey is smooth sailing."

When the master left, An Qiluo blinked and looked at the person at the door, "Teacher, what are you talking about today?"

In the cold winter, the temperature in the greenhouse was maintained entirely by the fire magic core. An Qiluo carefully controlled the height of the flames, and the configuration of anesthetics made people feel a little confused.Slag eyes: "Teacher, it's all right." Cool down the medicine bottle and put the cork on it.

"Go out and wake up, come back and continue." Benedict looked at the quality of the potion, "The frost is added a little earlier, it will not affect the quality, but the wounded with cold body cannot use it."

"Okay." Rubbing his temples, An Qiluo walked outside, just as he felt the cold wind, he was protected by a barrier, only a slight coolness, and the cold wind could not penetrate.

"Why do you need to make rules?" Angelo leaned against the wall of the greenhouse, and Benedict was mixing another potion inside. He is now a pharmacist, so he has tasks to complete.

"In order to make the world take shape." Benedict's voice was tranced in his ears, "Every world has rules before it takes shape, and there will be matter only with rules."

"Who is the first god?" An Qiluo pinched the straw under his hand, he felt his head cleared up, and it seemed that ventilation was indeed useful.But next time the frost flowers will be released later, by how much later?Another place to practice.

"I, I don't remember." Benedict smiled, the time was so long that even he didn't know how long he had existed.Open the greenhouse door "Come in. Keep practicing."

"I want to change the teacher!" An Qiluo's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth raised, and he walked to the operation table that had been packed, and re-weighed the materials.The reaction of the medicine reappeared soon, An Qiluo counted the time to see the reaction of the medicine, and put down the materials in his hand one by one.

After leaving the Apothecary Association, Angelo and Benedict stood on the outskirts of the abyss forest again, and they were a little surprised by the sight in front of them.

Not only the fallen trees, but also the weird corpses around. These little beasts were obviously attacked to death without any preparation, and the pile of unprocessed meat scraps in the middle explained why these little beasts were attracted reason.

"Someone has come here to practice." Benedict frowned slightly. He never deliberately lured wild beasts or magical beasts in the forest during the exercises he gave Angelo. This deliberate act has no effect except to increase the killing any good.

"It's not certain where we went, it's just a coincidence." Angelo looked at Benedict, "Does it need to be dealt with?"

"No need." Benedict looked around. The bloody smell here is not too small, but there is no trace of beasts coming. It is obviously just formed. Although there is a reason for the cold weather, it is not impossible that the person who caused this scene is Nearby. "We're going to change places today."

Angelo stared at a dead tree, and there seemed to be something in the trunk. "Okay." In a blink of an eye, Benedict was also looking there, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "I want to go there."

The two passed by the dead tree, Angelo's eyes narrowed, and the sight disappeared.And the big hand on the waist signaled him to move on, obviously Benedict also found something.

They didn't turn around until they couldn't smell the blood, and looked at the dead tree over there, "There was someone inside just now." Angelo was sure, but he couldn't perceive it, which proved that the person hidden inside was much stronger than him.

"It's not a threat." Benedict pursed his lips, feeling a little emotional, but the course of the world cannot be changed easily, and perhaps it has changed since he changed the rules.Angelo turned sideways, "Since it's not a threat, is it someone who can cooperate?"

"Haha, you can't cooperate with them. They are necromancers. Those who can cultivate must not only sacrifice their souls, but also have crazy obsessions. Without these two prerequisites, they will not cooperate with anyone." Benedict turned his head and pinched Angelo's nose, "Don't worry about them, they just want to protect themselves."

Necromancer, isn't that a profession that should have disappeared a long time ago? An Qiluo blinked, "Okay." The Aussian Empire is not going to attack a few necromancers, not to mention, these people are self-styled.

The two re-selected a place. The barrier Benedict set up would not allow too high-level monsters to enter, but inside the barrier, the illusion he created was not limited to levels.

Not far from the dead tree, a puff of black smoke slowly rose from the ground, and the black smoke condensed into a human shape. He bowed to the direction where the two were practicing, put on the black gauze, and left quickly.

An Qiluo dodged under the wings of a thunderbird, and the light spear in his hand was as thin as an arrow, stabbing straight at the thunderbird's neck. Unfortunately, the aim was not enough, and the light spear pierced the thunderbird's chest. Nidic shook his head slightly, and two new Thunderbirds appeared.

From the lecture to the present, Angelo's shortcomings have undoubtedly been revealed, and the undeniable precision in close quarters is in stark contrast to his long-distance level.Although Benedict does not plan to train Angelo to be a precise killer, he has to consider Angelo's current status as a magician. Since he became a god, he has never seen a magician kill an enemy with close-up skills of.

As the sun was setting, Benedict put away all the illusions, and the two rare corpses on the ground proved that the monster that Angelo killed just now was real.The exhausted Angelo leaned against a fairly clean tree trunk. Although he didn't cause any bloody scenes, this kind of training of being besieged by wild beasts always made him feel that there were corpses all around him.

The four vortexes in the body were slowly rotating, while absorbing the surrounding free elements, while swimming in An Qiluo's body, helping him relieve the sore muscles.

"How is it?" The tree trunk behind him turned into a warm chest, and a question came from his ear, Angelo turned around and surrounded Benedict, "I'm used to it." It is undeniably effective, but Angelo couldn't convince himself that those They are all illusions, after all, the real pain and the occasional blood splashed on the face cannot be ignored.A chuckle came from above his head, Angelo closed his eyes slightly, this guy has been challenging his limit, but he damn likes it.

"Go back and rest, huh?" The voice was gentle, not the cold continuation in class at all, Angelo nodded and let Benedict carry himself on his back.

After knowing the relationship between the two, Xiu En no longer came to watch Benedict's afternoon lectures, but the puppet still existed.Seeing him take back the puppet in the yard, Angelo adjusted his clothes, "Patton will be here in a while, don't bully him this time." Last time, Benedict suddenly disappeared in front of Patton, almost making this loyal follower almost Searched the palace, for fear that Benedict might be hiding somewhere.

"When did I ever bully him?" Selecting his own teasing of Barton in the past, Benedict's mouth drooped, looking aggrieved.An Qiluo smiled, "You didn't bully him, you tormented me. Last time Barton went back and forth to my bedroom several times." Seeing the man's face turning blue, An Qiluo raised his eyebrows, "Do you really believe me?"

Embracing the man, Benedict rubbed the tip of Angelo's nose, "I believe everything you say." Angelo blinked, "It was a lie just now." The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he kissed the handsome face in front of him. "Barton is behind you."

Holding the lips that wanted to leave, the momentary touch was enough to make the bystanders behind him suddenly change their momentum. If it wasn't for knowing that Barton regarded Angelo as his little master, Benedict would really doubt what Barton thought of Angelo. .

"I am leaving."

Angelo looked at the tense Barton. He seemed to have a premonition that his father would talk about it during dinner. "Rich, get the water ready, I'm going to take a shower."

The night is like water, and Casey is meditating hard in the dormitory of the Holy See. He is now a priest of the Holy See. With his magician ability, he has been praised by the bishop. .He has to work harder, because Sterling has also improved in his early appearance, and it is faster than in his previous life. He doesn't know if things will get out of control, but what he has to do now is to organize people to travel as soon as possible. He has grown up , After becoming an adult, he can travel around, and he has to find a way to fight those skeleton soldiers.

His chaotic thoughts made meditation extremely difficult, and not even the gentlest elements of Light could calm him.When the light elements refused to enter his body again, Casey broke down and cried.

There was light hoofbeats in front of the window, and Casey smiled and stroked Diyin in front of the window, did it come to comfort him?After entering the Holy See, Casey has seen Diyin who usually only follows Carlisle more than once. He believes that Diyin is the holy beast, and he is the one who is really favored by the holy beast.

The arrival of Diyin seemed to cheer up the light elements around him. Casey took a deep breath and started to meditate again.

In the highest room of the Holy See, the bishop looked at Carlisle with a happy face, and gritted his teeth, "Can't you be a priest in Ontario, a light magician, why don't you join the army?"

"The Pope has always wanted to control the military power of other empires. Why not be the first to try it." Carlisle pointed to his eyes. "Anyway, I am also half-blind, and it will damage the image of the Holy See."

The bishop put the scepter on the ground, "No, if I say no, then I can't." Carlisle raised his eyebrows, "When can you stop me?"

"You!" The bishop was annoyed, pointing to the door, "Go out."

"Okay." The expression was calm. It was not the first time that Carlisle had angered the bishop, but the bishop had never dealt with him. The reason for this was not mentioned by the bishop, and Carlisle was not curious.

On the same night, An Qiluo played with the blond hair in front of his eyes, and was pressed into his arms by someone who didn't need to sleep at all, and the toys in his hand were also taken away. "Sleep." Angelo blinked in the dark, he Extra spirit today, "Tell me the story before you became a god, I can't sleep."

"I told you, you won't be able to sleep even more." Benedict vetoed, rubbing the top of the silver hair in front of his eyes, "Change it, what do you want to hear?"

"The previous story of this continent, and why all the records don't record the name of this continent?" Angelo raised his upper body, his purple eyes shining brightly in the starlight, Benedict covered those big eyes, A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The name of each continent is based on the name of the god who created it. As for the name of this continent, it is because..."

There was a weird pause, and Angelo blinked, "What's your last name?" Everyone thought his surname was Dick, but Angelo's intuition told him that Benedict was just a name.

"I, Stoke." Benedict looked at the smiling eyes in front of him, and smiled helplessly, "You are not allowed to write in the book." Angelo's stomach twitched, "Okay, Lord Violet." The person who is so young is connected with the delicate Violet, Angelo wraps his arms around the waist in front of him, preventing himself from curling up with laughter.

"Sleep when you've had enough laughing." Pinching the tip of his nose that was still shaking, Benedict gritted his teeth and threatened.Angelo nodded, perhaps because of God's order, he was really sleepy.But Angelo knew that he was just exhausting his last energy, and the scene in front of him gradually blurred, "Good night, Mr. Benny."