Wizards are mighty

Although there is not only one gold box like the gem box, there are not many of them either.

This is the first time Vic has seen it since he came to the island.

"Let me see what good stuff there is."

Vic gently brushed the ID card over the box.

The gold box opened in response.

In an instant, dazzling light came out of the box.

"Gold - ordinary!"

"Ga ga ga ga ga!"

Ansu gloated and gabbled.

"In order to prevent you from harming others everywhere, I specially selected a growing treasure for you."

"How about it, are you happy? This thing can grow infinitely and reach the ninth-level wizard!"

"A freshly baked godhead, ga ga ga ga ga!"

...

Looking at the transparent sphere in the box that was as clear as a gem, Vic reached out and took out a portable card reader, wanting to look up some information about this thing.

Unfortunately, before he could insert the ID card, the sphere suddenly flew up on its own.

At a speed that he could not react to at all, it turned into a shadow and sank into his head.

"Buzz..."

Vic felt as if his soul had suffered a heavy blow.

He panted heavily, supporting his head with one hand and the box with the other, barely supporting himself from falling down.

"Gah! Stop holding on, lie down for Lord Ansu!"

The stupid crow came to Vic's side at some point, quacking and laughing, waving a ball of black mist.

"Go!"

Vic fell into a coma in the black mist.

Seeing this, Ansu nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to wave his wings, letting the black mist carry Vic to the top of the mountain.

"Gah, gah, gah, it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I would still be playing games with those reincarnations!"

"I really don't know why the dean asked me to come and give you a cracking question, but you are really smart, just a little weak, gah, gah..."

Ansu stretched out his claws and scratched his head.

In fact, it was not a clone at all. Vic was not affected by the third question, but it was just too lazy to use more strength.

Otherwise, how could a mere apprentice be a match for the great Master Ansu.

Gaga gaga gaga~

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After a long time, Vic woke up on the top of the mountain.

The moment he regained consciousness, he immediately jumped up, and his magic power built a barrier around him.

Unfortunately, there were no enemies nearby.

There was only a crow feather wrapped in black mist, and a small note.

"Damn, I was tricked by that stinky crow."

Vic gnashed his teeth.

That crow was definitely not as powerful as it showed at the beginning.

It was able to knock him down with black mist, and there was certainly the influence of the godhead.

But Vic felt that the power of the black mist itself was many times stronger than before.

Fortunately, that guy had no ill intentions, maybe it was arranged by the academy?

If it really had malicious intentions, I'm afraid that all the apprentices on the island could be killed by it alone.

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Picking up the crow feather on the ground, Vic placed it in front of him and looked at it carefully.     The black mist had dissipated when he reached out his hand.

But under the induction of mental power, this crow feather still has a strange power, which is constantly tempering and strengthening his mental power.

Look at the small note again.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ~"

"Vick boy, Lord Ansu has seen your potential, so even if you can't answer the fifth question, this great bird feather of Lord Ansu is given to you!"

"It can temper your mental power and suppress the injuries deep in your soul. Remember not to lose it. Lost will not be replaced, ha ha!"

"As for Lord Ansu's identity, you will know when you arrive at the academy. Don't be too surprised then, ha ha ha!"

"Also, the status of that godhead is very high. It is said that it was obtained from an unlucky god called the Lord of All Spirits. It is just right for you to use, but The power in the godhead has been used up. If you want to cultivate it, remember to buy some power of faith to feed it. "

"Of course, you can burn it or sell it directly as material. After all, it is your property. You can do whatever you want with it, but Lord Ansu still recommends that you use it yourself after you have it well. "

"Finally, do you see the mirror not far away? The gem box is in the mirror. This test is set by the will of the wizard world. Lord Ansu can't help you. Good luck! Quack~"

The note was full of crooked wizard language.

When Vic saw this small note, it was as if he saw the stupid crow holding a pen with his claws and scribbling on the paper.

"Tsk, it seems that this guy is really a big deal."

After confirming that there was no problem with the crow feather that he could find, Vic casually stuffed the crow feather and the note into his pocket.

If that guy wanted to harm him, he would not need any feathers at all, so he didn't have to worry too much for the time being.

Just wait until we get on board and ask Isif to help.

But...

Godhead?

Vic closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Why didn't he feel any changes in himself?

No, it seems that there is still a little change.

Vic's consciousness sank into the depths of his soul.

The wreckage of the original system tore a big hole in his soul, and even if some other strange things were repairing his soul, it would be difficult to catch up with the tearing speed of the wreckage of the system.

Although part of the system was also absorbed by him during the tearing process.

But the damage to the soul still requires him to spend time and a lot of resources to repair.

However, now, Vic can clearly feel that the speed of his soul's repair has gradually caught up with the speed of the system's tearing.

No, this may be the evolution of the soul itself!

After continuing to observe for a while, Vic finally discovered this shocking fact.

That is, his soul is getting stronger!

At this moment, he did not meditate, nor did he do anything related to the soul.

But the soul seemed to be quietly evolving under the influence of some inexplicable force.

"I understand, maybe after losing power, the authority of this godhead cannot be used temporarily."

"But some basic abilities of the godhead itself are still in effect."

But this is not right?

According to what the crow said, hasn't the divine power in this godhead been completely used up?

Could it be...

Vic calmed down and spent a lot of time, and finally sensed the source of a strange power.

"On the ship? Is this the power of faith?"

Vic muttered to himself.

The moment he sensed this power, he vaguely sensed the godhood hidden deep in his soul, and also understood the essence of this power.

The power of faith.

Gods absorb the power of faith to become stronger, and the source of the power of faith is the believers.

Fanatics who are not affected by divine power or other extraordinary factors are the favorites of gods.

"What a loyal little cat, what is this? A fanatic among fanatics?"

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