After Avril said something coldly, she took her textbook and left.
"Magister, my God!"
Many apprentices exclaimed, especially those who did not have a mentor yet, their eyes shone.
They also hope to become disciples of the Magister.
In that case, their identity changes instantly.
Not only the apprentices in the top class, but also many apprentices and teachers saw Medea when she left. They were all extremely surprised by the sudden appearance of the new teacher, who was stunningly beautiful.
Many young male teachers began to inquire about Medea's identity, but after hearing her last name, they all turned pale with fright.
Medea only taught the top class, and never appeared in the academy at other times. After each class, she would return to the Magic Tower in a hurry.
Because Aslan was recovering from his injuries, the disciples had not seen him for more than a week.
On this day, Aslan clearly felt that something was being forcibly taken away from his body. When he reacted, Medea was already holding an illusory dragon mark in her hand.
"That's it!"
Aslan asked very surprised.
Medea nodded, looked at the dragon mark carefully and said.
"Compared to those marks on the white dragon's essence and blood, this mark is very powerful and tricky. If it weren't for the magic power of the magic tower, I wouldn't be able to expel it for a while. The owner of its mark should have been a peak super-level existence in his peak period.
It’s even better than Xicano.”
Aslan asked without feeling any surprise.
"What are you going to do with this mark?"
"Throw it into the abyss of hell. If Bailong has the ability, let him find it."
After Medea finished speaking, she directly tore a small space crack and threw the dragon mark into it.
The dragon's mark entered hell and fell on the flying manticore.
The mark was placed on the two-winged manticore, and it immediately merged with the opponent. Then the dragon mark released terrifying energy, and the body of the two-winged manticore began to mutate, slowly expanding, until it turned into a deformed monster that looked like a dragon and a lion.
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However, the breath has reached the eighth level.
"What about the remaining essence and blood marks?" Aslan came out of the glass vessel, took the towel handed over by Artoria, and wiped the liquid from his body.
Arturia also looked at Medea nervously, she had been waiting for this day to come.
Aslan refined the tutor-level blood and corpses he hunted during this period into a thumb-sized Philosopher's Stone, and paired it with the breakthrough circle, which could increase Arturia's chance of reaching the Grand Tutor-level by 30%.
If the white dragon essence and blood can be refined, the chance of breakthrough can be increased to 80%.
Medea took out more than 300 drops of white dragon essence and blood from the magic space and threw them to Aslan.
"Those marks have been refined by me. I plan to use them to refine the dragon puppet. I will return the remaining blood essence to you. It is worthy of the blood essence of the super white dragon. The energy contained in it is not what the red dragon Jax can do."
In comparison, as long as someone with not too bad talent can refine a drop of white dragon essence and blood, there will be no bottleneck at the mentor level, and there will be a chance to reach the great mentor level, but..."
"Just what?" Artoria asked.
"It is difficult to break through the super level in this life. Unless the White Dragon King advances to another level, otherwise all professionals who use the white dragon essence and blood will not be able to surpass him in this life. There is also a possibility that they will fall and lose the blood of the White Dragon King.
The impact of suppression, and when fighting the White Dragon King in the future, my strength will be reduced by at least 50%."
Medea's answer made Aslan and Artoria's expressions change slightly.
It turns out that there is still a connection between dragons and dragon slayers.
Artoria thought for a long time, and finally chose the White Dragon King's essence and blood. Before the White Dragon King came, she was already the pinnacle of the continent and could help Aslan a lot. As for the future encounters with the White Dragon King, she would just run away.
Artoria believed that Aslan would not abandon her. If Aslan could not prevent his death, she could go to accompany him.
"I still choose the essence and blood of the White Dragon King!"
Medea yawned indifferently, she was exhausted to death during this period.
Nomeili looked at Aslan and said, "You don't want to think about it anymore?"
Artoria shook her head firmly.
Aslan naturally understood that Nomiri asked him to persuade Artoria. With Artoria's talent, as long as she gives her some time and cooperates with the Philosopher's Stone, it is not difficult to break through to the Grand Master level. There is no need to risk this.
kind of risk.
Aslan had already guessed Artoria's plan and said with a smile: "Everything is up to you. No matter what you choose, I will support you."
Nomiri had no choice but to make final preparations with Artoria.
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Eastern suburbs of Chester.
Two gangsters arranged to have a showdown in the suburbs. A total of more than 300 people from both sides, each armed with a gun, negotiated in a valley.
The gang that took the initiative to fight is called the Poison Dragon Gang. They are a rising star in the past six months. Recently, their hands have become longer and longer, directly rising to the head of the nearby Turmen Kuaishou Gang. Several conflicts broke out between the hands, each with casualties. With the emergence of pistols
, no gang dares to carry a large number of guns to carry out gang wars in the city, and they will surely suffer brutal retaliation from the Chester Police Department afterwards.
Under the continuous sweeps of the Chester Police Department, in recent times, gangs have been fighting in the city according to the old rules and using cold weapons. However, such fighting cannot cause too big a blow, and once the police are alerted, they will basically be beaten and faced
Armed police officers and ordinary gang members are at risk of even escaping.
Naturally, gangs began taking their fight to the suburbs.
The leader of the Poison Dragon Gang saw that almost everyone from the Turmen Kuaishou Gang had arrived, so he walked directly to the open space between the two sides.
"Tu'er, what are your thoughts on merging into our Poison Dragon Gang? I'll let you be the deputy gang leader."
"You're dreaming!" Tur, a bald man, scolded with disdain: "You wasted too much energy on that bitch last night, and your brain is not working properly!"
The leader of the Poison Dragon Gang seemed to have known this result, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Then I can only kill you."
As soon as the voice finished, more than 20 gang members armed with EMP44 submachine guns rushed out of the crowd.
chug……
Intensive gunshots rang out, and members of the Turmen Kuaishou Gang fell to the ground one by one. Many of them were beaten into pieces without even reacting.
Several professionals took action when they heard the sound of gunshots, relying on the cover of other gang members to rush towards the gunman with a submachine gun.
One of them had just rushed in front of a submachine gunner. As a senior swordsman, Warren was absolutely sure to subdue the opponent before he could turn his gun.
But the next moment, Warren saw the huge black gun butt hitting his face.