Wizard: I want to be a top student

At this moment, Fanta was no longer pretending to be friendly. His face was full of sick and malicious expressions. Elder Kevin also smiled sinisterly, looking at him as if he was looking at a beast in a cage.

"You are so cruel. You actually used the ability to practice the fourth-level meditation method as bait." Locke saw everything and cursed that they were not normal people.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Elder Kevin said in a low voice.

This attitude of scolding at every turn made Locke even more angry.

Let's write it down for the time being and wait until we figure out the situation. We still have to find Randall, and it's best to solve it before the boss arrives.

After a while, the three returned to the previous office.

"Remember, you can't leave the Black God Abyss now, and your silkworm is the same. It's best not to try any tricks, otherwise you will be uncomfortable." Kevin warned in a low voice, and then ordered: "Take him down to where the low-level insect envoys should be."

"What are you standing there for? Come quickly." Fanta urged impatiently.

You are so arrogant, aren't you afraid that I will slap you to death?

Locke was speechless, but after a few minutes of adaptation, he was relieved. It was really not worth it to bother with such a madman.

Then, Fanta took him to the residence of the low-level insect master.

A simple cave, dark and damp, bred a lot of worms. The only advantage is that the concentration of energy particles is not low, which is also beneficial for raising insects and practicing black beard music.

After Fanta left, the silkworm queen shook her tiger body, and all kinds of miscellaneous insects avoided and ran away quickly.

"You say, why do they dare to turn against each other without waiting for a second, especially that Fanta, aren't they afraid of forcing us to make a big fuss?" Locke didn't figure out this problem, and transmitted the voice.

To be honest, he was confident that he could beat Fanta into a pulp before being severely punished.

"Could they think that you have been completely restrained by the compulsory contract and have lost any ability to resist? In fact, it is not the case. You still have room to fight to the death." The Queen of Silkworms analyzed a possibility.

"Uh-this is indeed possible." Locke thought about it and suddenly felt a little bit amused.

First of all, he is not a wizard. Secondly, his situation is relatively special. He is not considered to have fully practiced the Black Beard Music. The compulsory contract is clearly based on the Black Beard Music, which leads to a discount in the effect of the contract.

"Queen of Silkworms, how do you feel?"

"It is constrained like you. The specific details need to be tested."

"Anyway, we have obtained the complete version of the Black Beard Music for the boss. This time it is worth it."

"Yeah, at worst, we can wait for someone to come to rescue us. This place will definitely not be able to stop Jenny."

Hearing the words of the Queen of Silkworms, Locke felt a little unhappy, but he did not refute it. The woman's strength is indeed extraordinary and will not be affected by the special environment around her.

There is no doubt that there is a big secret hidden in the depths of the Black God Abyss, which has caused the entire environment to change. It is filled with a special force field that will clamp down on creatures that have been contaminated by the breath of the Black Beard Movement, whether they are humans or insects.

It can be seen from this that Ivan will also be affected when he comes, which is far less convenient than Jenny.

The two of them tested it a little and found that the communication was strongly interfered.

The next day, Locke tried to walk out of the residence and prepared to go somewhere else, but found that there were two people guarding outside, two unfamiliar first-level wizards, both wearing black robes and veils on their heads, wrapped tightly.

"We are all colleagues of the Black God Society. What do you mean by this?" Locke asked with a bad look.

"We are middle-level insect envoys. We have been told to stay here for a while." One of them answered coldly, with a condescending meaning.

"What is a middle-level insect envoy? What is a low-level insect envoy?" Locke was too lazy to care too much and took the opportunity to ask.

"You will know." The man clearly didn't want to say more.

Locke was helpless. It was not appropriate to fight now, so he waited a little longer.

A few hours later, Fanta appeared again and warned him, asking him to practice the complete version of the Blackbeard Movement and adapt to the environment of the Black God Society. He would arrange for him to meet Randall after a while.

For Locke, this was like a reassurance, so he agreed.

As time passed, Locke just casually comprehended the Blackbeard Movement. As for practice, he knew that he was not the material at all, and comprehending was just to understand the Black God Society better.

During this period, he played a lot of tricks, including letting the Queen Silkworm send other Swift Wood Silkworms to escape, but they all went away without returning.

This made him warned by the people of the Black God Society many times.

Knowing that things could not be done, Locke was much more obedient and waited for the opportunity to come.

"Low-level insect envoy Ivan, you can come out now. Don't you want to see Randall?" Fanta's voice sounded early that day.

"You are still a bit trustworthy." Locke flashed outside the residence. This was the first time he was allowed to go out after living in the simple cave for more than 20 days, but he was bored.

"Watch your words!"

"Yes, yes."

Seeing that he was still a little unruly, Fanta was unhappy.

Thinking that time was tight, Fanta didn't bother with him.

On the edge of the cliff, the two sat on the flying insect beast and continued to go deeper along the Black God Abyss. After turning three corners, they came to the mountain wall at the end of the Black God Abyss.

There is a square here, and the height is only about one meter higher than the range of the black fog.

At this time, the water vapor on the square made the stones below unusually smooth. Many figures sat on the stones, and there were many strange people.

"Sacrifice to the evil god?"

Following Fanta to the square, Locke was immediately attracted by the statue on the mountain wall.

This is a round and rolling creature with a pair of broad wings. The body and wings are covered with black whiskers, and there are dense spikes on the black whiskers, which makes people feel slightly numb.

There are also many tentacles under the creature.

Locke looked at these dark tentacles and felt familiar. They were the ones he had seen in the illusion when he received the inheritance. He thought to himself that this might be an evil god from another world.

If so, the Black God Society is really bold.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed in the territory of wizards, otherwise there would not be an abnormal biological monitoring and investigation station.

"Look, Randall is there." The voice transmission of the Silkworm Queen interrupted his thoughts.

"Where?" Following the Silkworm Queen's pointing, he saw a burly figure who was seriously insectized.

Locke took a few steps forward and found that Randall had changed a lot. His hair had all turned into insect whiskers, and his face, neck, and hands were covered with keratinous insect patterns, making it difficult to tell whether he was a human or an insect.

The breath was different from before, so the Queen was more familiar with Randall, so she could easily recognize him.

"Hey Randall, open your eyes and look, your disciple Ivan is here." Fanta smiled jokingly and followed him to the side.

"Ivan?" Hearing his voice, Randall opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are these? The eyeballs have been distorted, one turned into three, and the beads are connected to each other, which is completely different from human eyes.

The voice has a metallic friction feeling, which is different from human voice.

In addition, his expression is dull, even a little unconscious, which is not the state a wizard should be in.