"Boom!" The explosion of the fireball technique threw up a large piece of soil and gravel on the training ground.
The low-level apprentice opposite Thain let out a scream, shouted for surrender, and exited the battle area in disgrace.
One arm was burnt and wasted by the power of Thain's secondary fireball. This was the price paid by the low-level apprentice after he failed to challenge Thain.
The Black Magic Academy has never stopped talking about it. The frequent deaths and injuries among the apprentices also explain clearly that a group of mentally qualified children come to the Black Magic Academy every year, but the total number of apprentices in the academy has never been raised.
reason.
In fact, after Thain came on the field, no apprentice came forward to challenge him for a long time.
With his notorious reputation, he seems to be directly targeting one of the top three.
But in this black magic academy, there are some people who are not afraid of death.
The one who challenged Sion just now was one of them.
Being inferior to Thane in strength, he ended up losing an arm at the cost of it, which made Thain's reputation even more fierce.
What shocked many low-level apprentices who were watching the battle even more was that Thain never took out his short staff, his trump card. His skill in using fireball alone made him stand out at the same level.
As the best among them.
For two months, Thain continued to study and study the two magic notebooks given to him by his mentor Moses, and he naturally gained something.
With faster magic release speed, smaller magic power consumption, as well as Thane's own fighting talent and keen reflexes, defeating his opponent is just a matter of course.
And this is a one-on-one fight, not a group fight.
As a magician, sometimes you can release magic faster than the opponent, which actually determines the result.
Thain must thank his mentor Moses for his magic notes, and also his senior sister Fei'er for her private guidance.
Without them, he would never have made such significant progress in two months.
If Thain were to venture into the territory of the giant saltwater crocodile at this time, although there would still be great dangers, Thain would definitely be much more calm than he was two months ago.
Under the black robe, his right hand tightly held the short staff. While using the strong acid cane to restore his mental strength and magic power, Thain looked at the next possible opponent.
According to convention, a low-level apprentice can usually get an academy reward by winning three games in a row. Because not all low-level apprentices will risk their lives for the academy reward, Thain's sixth place last year was the result of his two
After one win and one loss, the overall ranking will be determined.
In addition to Thain, battles between other apprentices on the training ground have also begun.
The area where low-level apprentices are located should be the least "visible" battlefield, because generally these apprentices only know one magic, and those who know two are considered a rare species.
What really attracted the attention of hundreds of apprentices in the training ground was the battlefield where the intermediate apprentices and advanced apprentices were.
The colorful magic light makes these little guys who have just arrived in the Dark Territory feel the heavy survival pressure and crisis-ridden situation here, and at the same time they can't help but have longing for the future and power.
Power is the source of motivation for most apprentices to learn magic.
As for what Master Moses said about "exploring the truth" and "the true meaning of magic", very few people truly understand it.
…
When the battle on the training ground was in full swing, the three black magicians in the stands ignored the casualties that had appeared on the training ground and chatted among themselves.
In fact, the main thing was that the two black magicians chatted together, while the other man with blue hair and a cold temperament rarely spoke.
"Master Andis, I heard that the deputy dean and the others discovered a space-time rift in Shadow Valley. Is this true?" One of the two black magicians who spoke finally couldn't help but ask.
The blue-haired man who didn't say much from beginning to end.
There is also a hierarchy among official black magicians. After all, this is an underground world where strength is important.
The blue-haired man Andis is among the strongest black magicians in Mensobra City. According to rumors among some black magicians, his strength is second only to the three deputy deans.
The three vice-presidents are all powerful second-level magicians and above. Andis's life level should not have reached the second level, but since he has such a reputation, it means that the other party's strength has reached its peak and should be at the peak level of the first-level.
Facing the inquiries of the two black magicians beside him, Andis glanced at them with his cold eyes without emotion, and then slowly said: "It's true, Vice-President Martin and Ms. Joanne are here right now.
there."
"It's just that the scale of that space-time rift is very small, and I don't know which other world it is connected to. It's not yet determined whether it has development value."
It seems that Andis knows a lot of inside information. What he said was something that the two black magicians did not know before.
After hearing this, one of the black magicians said with obvious excitement on his face: "I hope it is a demiplane worthy of development. Our city of Menzobra is really too barren."
"If the vice-chancellor hadn't severely restricted our movements in recent years, I would have gone to the surface to plunder."
"The magic organizations and noble knights on the surface are extremely rich, and they can just find anyone who is alone..."
The black magician said excitedly, maybe because he had been hiding underground for too long, some "black words" that only belong to the black magician group emerged one after another.
The black magician next to him also kept nodding, but he was still a little more rational than this one.
In addition to agreeing with what the other party said, he couldn't help but add: "We still have to be careful when taking action on the surface."
"That's it for ordinary magician organizations and noble knights. If we provoke the Holy Tower or the Knights Hall..." The tone of this black magician was full of fear of the latter two.
Of course, in addition to fear, there is also an inexplicable emotion brewing.
Especially for the two words "Holy Tower".
Master Andis is not as boring as these two black magicians.
He didn't like groundless conjectures, but he was also very interested in Master Andis, the space-time rift, otherwise he wouldn't have collected so much information.
"Do you think there is a plane with complete rules behind that crack in time and space?" The more rational black magician from before suddenly asked.
But his words show that he is not actually that "sane".
A plane with complete rules is a world that has given birth to countless creatures and a sound legal mechanism.
Such a world, even the weakest micro-plane, is not something that the mere city of Menzobra can care about.
Only the holy towers and knight halls in the wizarding world have the ability to attack an entire world.
There may be hundreds of thousands or even millions of slave biological legions involved in the war.
How many official black magicians are there in Mensobra?
There were only about twenty of them out of the dozen, probably less than thirty.
With this little strength, trying to get a glimpse of a plane with complete rules is no less than a dream.