0218 Chapter 5 Rebirth of Blood Candle Castle (Section 16)
"Look, this is the basic manifestation of the talent of the Metaphysical Temple School," Mediana said happily looking at Zhen Cheng's eyes full of curiosity:
"Our school studies the mysteries of spirit, thinking and will; explores dreams, predicts the unknown, and creates illusions. The fourth dimension of the world is idealistic and purely conscious, so the four-dimensional creature Phantom Bird originally exists between reality and illusion.
When the mana with the talent of the Metaphysical Temple School is focused into the test feather, they will show their extremely conscious side.
This is a very interesting state. You cannot cut it with a sharp blade or burn it with flames, but you can deny it through imagination and make it cease to exist in the world."
"Hey! Dean, please don't pretend that this child already belongs to your school! Come and see my demonstration first!" Seeing Zhen Cheng's fascinated gaze, the armored dwarf quickly interrupted.
The next second, an extremely detailed and complex magic array suddenly lit up on the feathers in mid-air. It was surrounded by a mysterious blue-purple light and looked very beautiful.
It is not the ordinary magic circle that Zhen Cheng has seen that uses a circular structure to circulate mana, but a complex network like the meridians of the human body.
"Look, this is the talent of our Shengyan Formation School. How about a girl, isn't she pretty?" The dwarf mage, who looked like a warrior, had a simple and proud smile on his wrinkled face:
"No one can compare to us in terms of enchanting and mass-manufacturing magic items!"
"Bullshit! It's simply blasphemy and a crime to let God's chosen people do that kind of despicable job that everyone can do!" The old man bathed in the holy light said angrily, making Zhen Cheng feel another wave of nausea.
The coercive impact.
However, the old guy didn't seem to care about Zhen Cheng's feelings at all, and just manipulated his magic power to grab the feather in front of him. The next second, the entire feather emitted soft and pure white holy light:
"The power of mortals has its limit. Only by serving gods and demons can we see the end of power. Don't think that it is great to graduate from Blood Candle Castle and become a world god. Above that, there are higher dimensions and immortal souls.
The God of the Universe. There is also the Supreme God of Creation who is at the top.
They are pioneers on the road of life evolution, beings who have accumulated experience from generation to generation, and we can never surpass them on our own.
Only by serving them and accepting them can you eventually go among them and become one of them... Hun Dan! You are such a stubborn person, you can't be so demeaning!"
The old man bathed in the holy light was preaching happily like a magician. Suddenly, the feathers in the air suddenly withered and withered.
The filaments on the feathers fell down one by one, and burned into ashes in mid-air. In the end, only the gray-white frame of a huge feather was left, looking like a dead leaf with only the veins remaining that had not decomposed, full of withering feeling.
"Grrrrrrrr... If time is not reversed, life will never be restored. Everything in the world cannot escape death and decay, even gods are no exception." The red robe skeleton with rotten flesh gave people a very proud feeling, but Zhen Cheng
But nothing could be seen from the hole in his head:
"This is the manifestation of the talent of the Pale Dimension School. We study the soul, explore the secrets of death, and manipulate the flesh and blood left after the death of living beings for my own use, until we finally conquer death and become death itself..."
Snapped!
Ms. Mediana snapped her fingers, and then the feathers that were almost withered returned to their original colorful appearance in an instant.
This turn of events shocked the Skeleton Master, and he immediately understood what was going on. Before he forced away the Holy Light Old Man's mana and began to display the metaphysical hall talent form in the Feather Test, Mediana unknowingly pulled everyone away.
into her dream.
"Master Dean! When did you drag me into a dream? This is an unreasonable offense! Why do you do this!" The red-robed skeleton shouted angrily.
Literally "fire". The pale soul fire could be seen slowly burning in the skull's eye sockets. In desperation, the fire exploded directly, completely wrapping the skull of the skeleton, and the outer flames almost sprayed out.
The roof is up.
As the pale flames erupted, Zhen Cheng felt that his soul and vitality were being sucked in and burned out.
"You want to destroy the examination for freshmen, and I am better than you." Ms. Mediana said coldly. She did not show much anger, but the flame on the skull's head immediately retracted into the skull obediently.
Immediately, she restored her gentle smile and turned to Zhen Cheng: "After so many masters have performed, you must have known what to do based on your talent. Now, it's your turn to show your talent to us."
The gorgeous feathers slowly floated in front of Zhen Cheng as she spoke.
Zhen Cheng was ready, and as he had tested earlier, he pulled out the mana from his Door of Truth and explored the position of the feather.
She estimated that her performance would probably disappoint the gods present. The reason was that she had just experienced the final battle that destroyed the world.
Although Qu Yun completely repaired her physical injuries, the depleted mana in the Gate of Truth has not been restored to its original state. After using the word spirit in the exam just now, she is now almost at the end of her strength.
She didn't know whether the shortage of mana would affect the results of the Feather Test, but since this thing can test a person's potential, then at the same age or when they have entered the path of sublimation, the mana that can be used and the door to truth are opened
The extent should have an impact, right?
In fact, although after Qu Yun's treatment, her head no longer suffered from dizziness and throbbing pain, the strength in her body was always in a state of considerable depletion.
In addition, she also vaguely felt that her magic power seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes since she borrowed the power of [Primary Image] to cut off the existence of [Raging Audience]...
Snapped!
The moment Zhen Cheng controlled her magic power and touched the feather, there was no change as she feared, but a violent reaction immediately occurred.
That huge colorful feather faded, while tiny white bones were pulled out from the pinnacles, and masses of gray flesh sprouted from the feathers...
In a few seconds, Feather seemed to come to life, and then seemed to die completely, turning into a palm-sized one, with a head, claws and claws, similar to some kind of bird, but without skin, with half of its ribs exposed.
A monster filled with flesh and blood like abscesses, with hundreds of tiny wings densely attached to its back.
After this weird thing took shape, it was still floating in the air, waving hundreds of little fleshy wings that were obviously aerodynamically impossible for it to fly.
One side of its body is festering and disintegrating, while the other side is growing and replenishing at the same time...