Wizard: I can extract identities

“Tap, tap, tap!!”

In the desolate wilderness, a carriage pulled by a tall horse was moving on a road covered with weeds.

The carriage was moving very fast, and the scenery on both sides of the road quickly receded. A tall man sat in the front of the carriage and drove the carriage.

The man looked a little tired, but his eyes were full of excitement because they were about to reach their destination.

In the carriage, Ximan lay against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest. The shaking of the carriage did not affect him at all.

Suddenly, Ximan opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face: "Finally here."

Ximan's tone was full of expectation and joy.

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of small words appeared in the lower right corner of Ximan's vision, and the small words began to scroll.

"The extraction opportunity has been refreshed. Do you want to extract the identity?"

"Yes!" Ximan immediately replied after the small words appeared in his vision. He was already familiar with identity extraction.

Two seconds later

"The identity has been extracted and is being loaded..."

"Loading completed!"

"What is luck?

What is misfortune?

You have a say in this!

You were born with misfortune. Your mother died of dystocia because of you. Your father attributed your mother's death to you, thinking that you were a symbol of evil and ruthlessly abandoned you.

But you are also lucky. You were adopted by a passing nobleman. He taught you all kinds of knowledge and skills, and gave you warmth and peace, which made you have a happy childhood.

When you reached the right age, you were sent to take the wizard qualification test. You seemed to be favored by God. You have an excellent fourth-class qualification, and your future is destined to be bright and dazzling.

You joined an academy and became a highly regarded wizard apprentice. You lived up to your qualifications and soon became a third-class wizard apprentice, favored by the academy's top management. After signing a relatively After signing the contract, you get a resource and relevant knowledge that will help you become a formal wizard, as well as a defensive first-level magic...

You are ready to face the most important level in your life, and you think you will definitely pass it. However, this time misfortune comes again, and you fail!

On the eve of your death due to failure in promotion, you think of your life, where luck and misfortune are intertwined...

You were born in misfortune, and you died in misfortune!

Your life is a perfect closed loop..."

"Warm Tips: 1. Once an identity is generated, it will be valid forever.

2. While enjoying the rights brought by the identity, you also need to bear the risks brought by the identity."

Then, a large amount of memory appeared in Ximan's mind. When the memory poured into Ximan's mind, he quickly absorbed and sorted it out, but a picture was deeply imprinted in his mind.

That was the situation when a figure looked up at the void-with unwillingness in his eyes, he raised his hand and stretched it towards the sky, trying to grab something, but unfortunately, he only grabbed endless darkness and coldness...

Ximan shook his head slightly and sighed.

The identity he drew this time was different from the previous ones. The identity he drew this time was actually a dead person, a third-class wizard apprentice who failed to be promoted to a formal wizard and died.

"Can the identity of a dead person be drawn? Or is it because the dead have been forgotten, so it is more suitable for drawing?" Ximan murmured in a low voice. He was very surprised by this.

Fortunately, he would only inherit the identity, memory and strength of the person drawn, and would not inherit anything else. Otherwise, Ximan would also die if he drew the identity of a dead person this time?

"Anyway, as long as the identity drawn is beneficial to me, it doesn't matter whether the identity character is dead or alive." Ximan thought about it and decided not to worry about this issue anymore and began to check his gains.

The identity he chose to draw this time helped him more than the previous one. In addition to the memories of the dozen or so basic witchcraft that appeared out of thin air in his mind, the most important thing was the first-level witchcraft template and the memory of being promoted to a formal wizard.

To be promoted to a formal wizard, one must choose a first-level witchcraft, use his own mental power to construct it in his own mental space, and then solidify it into a model.

This is the key to successful promotion. This identity is the failure of construction at this step, which leads to his death.

After successfully solidifying the first-level witchcraft model, this solidified first-level witchcraft can be transformed into his own innate witchcraft.

Most third-level wizard apprentices will choose to solidify the defensive first-level witchcraft when choosing, so that they can greatly increase their survival and self-protection capabilities after promotion.

The reason why formal wizards are so powerful is that they have a defensive innate witchcraft. This innate witchcraft consumes very little mental power, so little that it can be almost ignored, and it is instantaneous, and some can even be effective permanently.

Ximan is very lucky. The first-level witchcraft in his mind is a defensive first-level witchcraft, and it is also very suitable for his fire attribute witchcraft.

This is equivalent to him directly solving a big problem in the promotion to a formal wizard.

Not to mention that there is also a memory of the entire process of promotion to a formal wizard, which is equivalent to Ximan having an experience of promotion to a formal wizard. Although it was a failure, it was also very valuable and allowed Ximan to avoid many problems when he was promoted.

You know, Ximan didn't have absolute confidence in being promoted to a formal wizard. Now that he has this memory, his chances of promotion are at least 20% to 30% greater.

"If I didn't have this memory, I might still worry about whether I could be promoted smoothly?" Ximan raised his lips.

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In the evening, the carriage stopped at an open space beside the road. Danny lit a bonfire. The bright and warm flames illuminated the surroundings and drove away the animals wandering around.

On the bonfire, there was an iron pot with a pot of hot soup in it. The soup contained dried meat and dried vegetables. Under the soaking of the soup, it exuded a rich fragrance.

Danny poured out a bowl of broth and handed it to Ximan first: "My lord, be careful of the heat!"

"Thank you!" Ximan took the broth, drank a sip, and nodded in praise: "It tastes good!"

"Thank you for the compliment, my lord!" Danny's face suddenly showed a smile: "Enjoy it."

After that, he poured himself a bowl of soup and sat aside to drink it.

While drinking the broth, Ximan took out the map and started looking at it. They had been traveling for almost a month. In another three or four days, they would almost reach the academy.