This wizard only wants to take students

"Is this here?" In the Lost Land, several figures were standing in front of a ruin. In front of them, there were several figures who were bound and forced to crawl on the ground.

"It should be right." The Gray Bones Wizard raised his head and checked the ancient parchment map in his hand, "It's just that the entrance should be hidden..."

"No, if this is really a ruin left by the Dawn Wizard, then it is right that there is no entrance." The third-level wizard De La Torre smiled, with an unconcealed expectation and desire under his old face.

"After all, in the distant era of the wizard empire, the dawn wizards were all respectfully called 'He'. They were fundamentally different from the third-level wizards. Not only could they theoretically have unlimited lifespans, they could even escape from the wizarding world with their bodies. It is said that in some small worlds of the Star Sea, living beings at the level of the Dawn Wizard are enough to be called creation gods..."

"And their extremely powerful mental power has even been able to change or even create rules under certain conditions, opening up a demi-plane in the void. Under the cultivation systems of some other civilizations, this level of demi-plane can even be called It can be regarded as the prototype of the Kingdom of God..."

The Ashbone Wizard and several other second-level wizards silently listened to the third-level wizard De La Torre telling some information about the Dawn Wizard, the fourth-level wizard, with a hint of yearning in their eyes.

With their strength at the second-level wizard level, they may be able to become leaders in the weakest wizard organizations such as Ashbone Academy and Forest School. However, some information and secrets at the fourth-level Dawn Wizard level are difficult for them to access. When they arrived, listening to de la Torre telling some information about the Dawn Wizard's combat power, they couldn't help but feel their own insignificance.

"Lord de la Torre, then since the dawn wizards are enough to become 'gods', why do they..." Finally, a second-level wizard who was relatively close to de la Torre could not hold back, and still expressed his confusion to Asked.

"In a long time, even the real gods will fall, let alone the Wizard of the Dawn." De La Torre shook his head gently, but refused to say anything more, but looked at the group of people who were bound not far away. "sacrifice", and among them were several official wizards who had betrayed the Academy of Ashes.

"Nine first-level wizards, and the blood essence of these apprentices..." De La Torre closed his eyes, seeming to be calculating something, but soon he reopened his eyes, and then looked at him with a calm expression. A second-level wizard beside him. "Where is the nearest wizard organization from here? What is it? If there is a formal wizard."

"It's... the small wizard organization Heart of the Ocean. The leaders are two relatively powerful first-level wizards. There are also 7 first-level wizards who have also joined this loose wizard organization..."

"Montado, and Angsai, you two go there, I still need four living official wizards." De La Torre's tone was calm, and then he smiled softly, "Thirteen, I like this number, haha …”

Heart of the Ocean, this is a wizard organization with a very beautiful name. It has been glorious for a period of time in history, but today, it has ushered in its greatest disaster.

Boom - a blue-purple thunder struck down, directly causing the defensive witch formation at the Heart of the Ocean headquarters to collapse.

"Sir, if we have offended you two adults in any way, please tell us directly..." Inside the witch formation, many apprentices were running around in panic. Some of the apprentices who were too weak had even been separated by a wave of witchcraft. The shield was directly shocked to death, and he was lying on the ground, with scarlet blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.

Although the formal wizards could still maintain their most basic sanity under the protection of the wizard formation, when they saw the two second-level wizards who were constantly attacking the protective wizard formation outside, they couldn't help but have a look in their eyes. despair.

The gap between the two sides is really too big!

The two second-level wizards outside had indifferent expressions. They simply ignored the so-called "apology" requests of the formal wizards. They just manipulated the witchcraft with expressionless faces. With mutual cooperation, they quickly transformed the original wizards. Some of the crumbling guardian witch formations were directly defeated.

Under the cover of strong winds and thunder, an ordinary killing occurred in this small wizard organization near the sea.

…

Gray Bones College, in the first-year open class classroom.

"Today's basic course on witchcraft runes ends here. Don't leave yet. Two students come over here and I will record the homework..." Carly, who had specially worn a pair of thick-soled boots, jumped up from the bench. After standing down, looking at the many new bloods in the classroom who were covering their heads and seeming to run away early, they couldn't help but said something loudly.

"Ah, it's homework again..." Many bean sprouts sitting in the back row of the classroom wailed.

Carly smiled, looking at this group of new blood who had been "introduced to the right path" by her, with a heartfelt smile like the face of an old farmer during harvest.

Suddenly, her face changed slightly, and she felt her wrist began to feel hot. For a moment, she even felt that her wrist seemed to have touched a red-hot iron. Although the tingling sensation only lasted a short time, But he could still feel a burning sensation on his wrist afterwards.

The source of this scorching heat comes from the Cloud Kingdom inheritance mark on Carly's wrist.

"This is your homework for today. I will randomly select students to check their homework before I come to class next week." Carly hurriedly said the last sentence and left the classroom. She was anxious to find out the reason for the change in the mark on her wrist, and also wanted to ask Lucian for countermeasures.

But soon, Carly sensed a message from the Cloud Kingdom mark on her wrist, and the content on it was asking her if she was willing to "open the door".

"Reject! Reject!" Carly responded to this message almost subconsciously, and then the temperature of the originally hot Cloud Kingdom mark began to slowly decrease, and the burning sensation also subsided in a short time.

Carly stopped and looked at her wrist in a daze.

"No... It's okay?" She shook her hand in a daze, and at the same time used her mental power to penetrate into the mark, but she didn't find anything abnormal.

"It's better to ask Lucian, it's safer..." Carly made a decision in her heart and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

On the other side, inside the ruins of the Lost Land, thirteen "candlesticks" were placed on a giant altar pattern outlined with blood according to a special rule, and each "candlestick" was burning with a pale flame.

In the center of the altar, the third-level wizard De La Torre gently cut his palm with a silver knife and smeared his blood on the relic core that was previously snatched by the Gray Bone Wizard.

Rumble...

With a slight sound, the relic core that looked like an ordinary stone ball began to gradually "bloom" under the nourishment of blood. At the same time, in front of the altar, a somewhat blurred light gate appeared, and it seemed to be about to descend into the wizard world across the extremely distant starry sky.

"Success!" A touch of joy appeared on the face of the Gray Bone Wizard.

He tiptoed slightly to look at the light gate, his breathing became a little cramped, and his cheeks became a little flushed.

He understood that behind this light door, there was a demiplane of a Dawn Wizard, which was also the absolute back garden and treasure of a Dawn Wizard.

Even... maybe he was not a Dawn Wizard yet. If he was lucky, this powerful wizard who could open up a demiplane might have reached the level of Huiyue or even Yaoyang during his lifetime...

And even if the bulk of the treasures here were given to De La Torre, even a little bit of the leftovers would be enough for him to use endlessly, and he might even have the hope of using it to impact the level of a third-level wizard again.

Thinking of this, the old face of the Gray Bone Wizard couldn't help but open up a clear smile.

And the other second-level wizards who were invited also showed their expectations at this time.

This is a demiplane opened up by a wizard! Even if they just go in to observe and observe, if they can comprehend a little bit of the secret, it will be of great benefit to their future wizard path.

Although the third-level wizard De La Torre looked relatively calm at this time, his slightly trembling hands also betrayed his heart. He couldn't help but raise his head slightly, and a touch of heat appeared in his eyes.

Although he was a third-level wizard and an absolute overlord on this side of the continent, he had only seen the Dawn Wizard a few times from a distance in his long life.

A wizard of that level was so powerful that the breath he emitted could "pollute" the life form of the apprentice level. A glance could make him, who was already a second-level wizard, tremble...

Although he was now at the peak of the third-level wizard level, he still felt a sense of despair and insignificance when facing that layer of "film".

But now, he had a trick.

As long as he could control this demiplane, he could obtain the authority of this demiplane to a certain extent, and use it to feel some of the power of the fourth-level wizard... He could even use the power of this demiplane to help himself forcibly break through the obstacle that had troubled him for many years!

"Come on... Come on..." As the shadow of the light gate gradually became clearer, De La Torre could even feel the breath of the half-plane on the other side of the light gate. He could no longer hide his excitement. Holding the core in his hand, he slowly walked towards the light gate that made his soul tremble.

His steps were a little staggering, but his eyes were extremely hot.

But just when his right hand was about to touch the light gate, the light gate that was originally half-closed suddenly closed. The breath that originally belonged to the half-plane was completely restrained at this moment, and De La Torre, who was stunned in front of the light gate, could only stand there awkwardly.

There is a clearer saying to explain this situation, which is called "being rejected".