Sanduo gently lifted her white dress that was dragged to the ground, looked around the field, and waited until all the noise completely disappeared before she spoke with a smile.
"I'm very happy that this time I will be hosting this award. My name is Sanduo. My friends sitting here, maybe some of them have heard of it, and some of them know it for the first time, but it doesn't matter." She put down the hem of her skirt, right
He grabbed it in the air, and suddenly there was a short white gold staff in his hand.
The short staff waved the tip of the staff in the air at will, and a white light flew out, fell on the back of the stage, and turned into a huge oval light curtain.
Scenes of wizards fighting slowly emerged on the light screen.
There are battles between barbarians and bows, battles between long-range witchcraft and summoning witchcraft, and pure witchcraft offensive and defensive battles.
Everyone was quietly watching the scenes flashing on the light screen.
Angelet sat in his seat and saw himself in the flashing picture. It was the most tragic scene when he fought with the woman in white armor.
He rushed out of the white light beam, his whole body was extremely miserable, but his eyes were shining with a crazy and cruel luster.
Apart from that, there are more pictures of other people
Until the light curtain slowly calmed down, and finally settled on a barbarian holding a horned helmet high.
In the middle of this man's chest, there is a green gem embedded in it. The gem continuously gives him green blood-like energy, which wraps around his body like vines.
"The one who won the title of the strongest person above critical level is" Sanduo took out a piece of white paper and read loudly, "Ulamon!! Please come up and receive the award!"
A giant Khan, nearly two meters tall, suddenly stood up from the seats under the field and walked onto the stage step by step with heavy steps.
This giant looks exactly like the barbarian on the light screen just now. There is a trace of unbearable joy in his calm expression.
When he stood on the stage, Shan Duo pointed at him lightly with a short staff, and a burst of blue light suddenly appeared on the barbarian's body, which soon dimmed slowly.
"It looks like it was marked as a reward." Angelet sat in his seat and heard someone whispering about it.
"This time, only two people can go on stage to receive the award and receive such an honor. The other rankings can only sit in the audience. I don't know which two they are."
"One is this Ulamon, and there is another number one below the critical level."
Angelet calmly listened to the low-pitched conversations of several people around him.
"Now, please let the first place below the critical level come on stage to receive the award!" The screen on the stage flickered, and finally stopped at the moment when Angelet rushed out of the light beam: "Green from the City in the Sky!"
Angelet also stood up slowly. He could feel that the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Strong or weak eyes were constantly scanning his body. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Go out from the gap in the location and walk up the platform to the left
Shan Duo and the three people on the stage showed different feelings from before. They all looked at him with gentle expressions, which was completely different from their previous routine.
Sanduo in the middle waited until Angelet came on stage and stood in front of her, then she raised her short staff and pointed at him lightly.
A white light flew out from the tip of the sword. When it fell on Angele, he felt nothing. The white light slowly dimmed.
"Wizard Green, this must be your first time coming to the core of the Black Witch Tower, right?" Count Hausra standing aside smiled gently.
Angelet nodded: "It is indeed the first time to come to the core area."
"So are you interested in joining my reform team?" Sanduo asked with interest.
Angelet noticed a trace of sincerity in her eyes, and even the young woman who had been silent all this time turned her gaze to him, obviously waiting for her answer.
Count Hausla on the other side looked on with a smile as if he were an outsider.
"Excuse me for being rude. What kind of department is the reform department? I don't know anything about it. Thank you for your kindness for the time being." He answered respectfully and agreed without knowing any basis. It is undoubtedly a stupid thing to do.
"That's right." Sanduo nodded approvingly. "According to convention, you should be adopted as your younger brother by the minister of the witchcraft department who likes you the most. Unfortunately, Descartes is far away now and cannot come back. Even projection is very troublesome, so I
Try to ask if you would like to join my reform department."
When the minister of witchcraft was heard below, there was also a faint noise. Obviously, this term represents an unusual meaning.
Angelet noticed that Count Hausla on the side also looked slightly unhappy when he heard about the witchcraft department.
"Okay, go get your reward. You can choose the location of the wizard array, but please note that the problem with the inherited wizard array is that it cannot be moved. Once the location is set, it cannot be changed." Shan Duo woke up kindly.
"Thank you, sir" Angelet nodded.
"Since this is your first time here, let me tell you more. You already have the permission mark I set on you. Someone will take you to choose the inheritance witchcraft formation that the first one can own. There is one more thing I want to do.
I told you before that if you choose to stay in the Black Witch Tower Spiritual Energy Pool, then there is absolutely no problem with safety, and you can also directly have the ability to mobilize rare resources," Shan Duoxing said
"Thank you sir for waking up"
Angelet pressed his right hand on his chest, saluted slightly, and slowly stepped back from the platform.
As soon as he came down, there was already a tall guard covered in black steel armor waiting for him.
"Please come with me, Lord Green," the guard said angrily, "Because this is your first time here, so please be sure not to leave the Heart of the Giant Tree. The outside and inside are two completely different worlds. Please be careful."
"Two completely different worlds?" Angelet was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be something else hidden in these words. "Is this also a gap between worlds? Is the outside world an area of other worlds? Or are you trying to show me,
Will it be very dangerous outside?"
The guard fell silent and stopped talking. He turned around and walked up the spiral staircase corridor on the left side of the hall with heavy steps.
Angelet didn't get an answer and wasn't worried, so he followed him and walked behind him.
Walking on the staircase corridor, Angele held his hand and looked down at Shanduo who started to award awards to other people on the stage. Among them was the girl in white armor, the indifferent girl who he tore into two pieces.
She stood in the row of people waiting for the award. After receiving a symbolic giant tree medal, she turned her head slightly and looked at Angele walking on the stairs. A hint of shame and anger burned in her originally cold eyes.
fiery murderous intent
Angelet glanced at her lightly as they fought fiercely in the gap between the worlds. The overwhelming blow from the arrogant woman and Angelet's final solution, which seemed to vent her anger, made both of them aware that the conflict between them was temporary.
It will probably be impossible to solve for half the time.
Angelet withdrew his gaze and followed the guard slowly up the stairs. Soon the two of them turned into a small door on the right.
Inside the small door is a dark corridor, the walls on all sides are completely like mud, constantly rolling and bubbling, and the air is filled with a weird stench.
Every time Angelet took a step, a piece of mud on the ground was directly baked dry.
The guard in front was completely unaffected and stepped directly on the mud.
Angele and Angele walked to the end of a short corridor, and there was a small door in front of them.
The guard opened the small door and led Angele inside.
When he finally left the corridor, Angelet felt something was wrong. He looked back at the straight line distance of only ten seconds before and after him. He actually couldn't see what he could see through the small entrance door when he came in. There was only a dark passage.
There's no light inside
After walking into the small door, the space on the other side is a huge and wide hall.
The floor is a piece of black marble, the smooth mirror-like hall is topped by a black and white grid ceiling, and the walls are covered with torches and candlesticks with black monster heads.
The dim yellow light brightens and dims for a while, making it seem bright and dark.
The guards led Angele slowly walking in the hall for more than half an hour before they came to the wall of the hall.
The two stood in front of the black marble wall. The guard took out a black quill pen and a small piece of red ink, dipped it in the ink, and used the pen to draw a small round arch-shaped door on the wall.
Click!
After a soft sound, the painted round arch opened slowly, revealing a brown wooden staircase extending upward inside.
"Please come in, the master is waiting for you." The guard turned around and whispered to Angelet.
Angelet nodded, walked into the stairs, and looked back at the door.
The guard was quietly guarding the door, motionless as if waiting for him to come out.
Angelet then continued to climb up.
The sound of footsteps on the wooden ladder continued one after another. Soon, Angele climbed to the top, in front of a half-open pine door.
On the walls on both sides of the wooden door, two burning torches were hung, making a faint crackling sound of grease.
Angele stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door
"Please come in." An old man's voice came from the wooden door in pure Median, which is also the most popular popular language in the entire central part of the country.
"Excuse me!" Angelet opened the wooden door and walked in.
Inside is a medium-sized room with a strong leather smell everywhere.
In the middle of the dimly lit room, among the messy shelves, there was a small round mahogany table.
Sitting at the table was a white-haired old man with wrinkles on his face. His beard was three meters long and white all over. It rested from his chin to his left shoulder, and then draped over his back. It could be used as hair.
"This is the first time we meet. I am Madisa, the deputy minister of the Witch Ministry." The old man fumbled on the table for a while, and finally found his clothes and black-rimmed glasses and put them on. Only then could he focus on seeing Angelet standing at the door.
"The minister is temporarily busy and can't come over, so I will be responsible for distributing your rewards and conferring your status as a younger brother." The old man stood up and walked to Angelet, "To be honest, the minister has great expectations for you.
I hope that during the battle, your performance amazed several ministers. They suspected that your talent may be related to the ancient metal clan."
"Metal clan?" Angelet was stunned, never expecting that he would be dragged into some kind of metal clan.
"Yes, that kind of race with terrifyingly high magic resistance. Their bloodline without exception has strong recovery and magic resistance. Even direct physical attacks can be greatly weakened by them. But the only problem is,
The food they needed to eat was too scarce, and in the end the entire race starved to death." The old man tremblingly took out a magnifying glass, pointed it at Angelet's face, and got very close. The magnifying glass was only a few centimeters away from his skin.
Angele was inspected one by one from head to toe.
Angelet got goosebumps all over when he saw this guy.
"Master, may I ask, where is my reward?" He took a step back slightly.
"The reward is here, don't worry." The old man put away the magnifying glass, returned to the table, took out a black thing from the drawer, and threw it to Angelet casually, "Put this on."
Angelet caught it and found that it was a shoulder armor. It was the same as the one he got earlier. However, this shoulder armor overlapped two sword-shaped pieces and looked much thicker.
He gently put it on his left shoulder
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