The magic crystal lamp hung high on the ceiling, giving the slightly spooky room a pale white feel. It made Donnie shiver subconsciously, as if he had entered some old castle where ghosts were rampant.
However, this also allowed his attention to return completely to the exam. He no longer dwelled on the young man who was more beautiful than the female elf just now. He looked around and took stock of the environment in the room.
On the left side of the room is a simple long table, with a large number of items placed on it. Some are contained in magic vessels, some are directly preserved using vacuum magic arrays, some are wrapped in green leaves, and so on.
The right side is empty, not even a carpet, revealing light gray patterned stones.
"Mercury, low-level requiem stone powder..." Danny closed the door gently, walked quickly to the long table, and recognized the basic materials used to arrange the magic circle at a glance.
Then, he sprinkled the sunflower powder onto the silver candlestick, lit the candle, carefully picked up a glass bottle filled with black liquid, and pointed it at the bright white candle flame.
Under the candlelight, the slight bumps and convexities on the surface of the glass bottle are clearly visible, as if a layer of shadow runes are flowing, and a strange eyeball without a pupil emerges from the black liquid.
After carefully identifying the shape of the eyeball and the magic runes carved on the glass bottle, Downey picked up the quill next to him and wrote on the parchment: "...the eyeball of a mutated ghoul..."
Putting down the glass bottle, Downey turned his attention to the vacuum magic circle, inside which there was an arm wrapped with a yellow-brown greasy cloth.
"Wow, it even has the arms of a mummy. Handler College is really luxurious..." Downey's eyes were shining and his head was lowered. Unlike ghouls, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and other undead creatures that can be "normally" formed, he must
If you want to give birth to a "mummy", you must have a complete and mysterious burial ceremony - this is a ritual that has existed since ancient mythology. Therefore, the strength of mummies is generally very strong, and their magic resistance and physical defense are both among the undead creatures.
The best ones, even formal mages, have little chance of obtaining mummies as undead servants.
While writing the answer on the parchment, Downey looked at the mummy's arm with burning eyes. Materials of this level were something that his little apprentice had never been able to come into contact with before.
"Although judging from the wrapped cloth strips and exposed skin, it is a very poor kind of mummy, but it is still a mummy! However, the torso materials used to sew the corpse can be recycled..."
In this way, Downey identified the different body parts of these different magical creatures one by one:
"...stinky fishman lymph..."
"...the front paws of the jackal..."
"...the goblin's skull..."
"...the hind hooves of the demonized goat..."
It took half an hour for Downey to identify them one by one, and then based on the necromantic body combination theory and the requirements for refining the stitched corpse, he designed a stitched corpse with his own style.
After deleting, deleting, and revising, it took Downey a long time to complete his "model" of the sutured corpse. Then he swallowed and looked at the clock on the wall: "It's almost ten o'clock, we can't delay any longer.
Otherwise, there won’t even be time to make up for the problems..."
While he was thinking, he picked up the mercury and took the time to outline the magic circle on the ground.
The apprentice's mental strength is not strong, and he cannot take potions during the exam, so Downey can only complete it part by part, and finally connect it into a complete magic circle.
More than an hour passed. Downey sat on the floor, breathing heavily, recovering his mental strength that had been exhausted more than a dozen times. Then, he stood up and placed the materials he had selected one by one in the magic circle.
After the placement was completed, Downey looked left and right, but he hesitated to activate the magic circle and complete the refining, for fear that he would make a mistake.
This is the most important moment in his life. If he succeeds, he will enter Heidler, the most authoritative magic academy in the necromancy system. His future future is immeasurable. If he fails, he will probably become one of the thousands of ordinary magic apprentices.
One, either serve as a consultant to a businessman, or join the police force, and live a life that is better than ordinary citizens but still far away from the upper class society.
I am only seventeen years old, am I willing to accept such a numb and hopeless life?
A raging flame of desire ignited in Donnie's heart, a desire for knowledge, a desire for life, and a desire for a better future.
Success or failure, it depends on this time!
He half-knelt in front of the magic circle, pressing his core with both hands. A strange light flashed in his blue eyes, which was a sign that his mental power was fully activated.
The silver-white patterns glowed brightly, and the dark runes crazily absorbed the nearby requiem stone powder. Then, the entire magic circle was enveloped in pale brilliance, and the magic gems crackled and shattered.
After activating the magic circle, Downey felt a sharp pain in his head and was bounced away, but he didn't care about the twitching all over his body and stared at the magic circle.
The pale light dissipated little by little, and a monster with wings on its back appeared in the center of the magic circle. Its head was like a lion, its eyes had no pupils, its left hand was wrapped in a yellow-brown greasy cloth, and its body was composed of different pieces of flesh and blood.
These parts are not organically fused together, but instead seem to have been forcibly sewn together with needles and threads, which is weird and terrifying.
The monster stood up unsteadily, and its pupil-less white eyes glanced at Downey, which immediately made him feel as if his soul had been struck by lightning, and he almost fainted to the ground.
Fortunately, the monster immediately lowered its head and stood there respectfully without any other movement.
Success! Downey waved his arms, unable to restrain his inner surprise.
Suddenly, the hairs on his back stood up, as if he sensed some kind of breath coming from the deepest part of death.
Subconsciously, Downey rushed to the side, and at the same time directed his sutured corpse to block in front of him.
Bang, a dull loud noise accompanied by the sound of the wall collapsing reached Downey's ears, and then he saw pieces of flesh and blood flying in front of him.
Looking back in shock, Donnie's eyes suddenly widened and bulged. Amidst the flying dust caused by the collapse of the wall, a monster two or three meters high crashed in, knocking his sutured corpse away and knocking the corpse pieces off its torso.
It was smashed to pieces.
This monster doesn't look like a stitched corpse at all. The body parts are messily gathered together, with eyes on the arms, a head embedded in the belly, and a rich black gas surrounding the whole body.
At the same time, its terrifying coercion caused the whole body of the stitched corpse to tremble as it struggled to get up. Even though it had no intelligence or ability to think, it was still trembling.
Tangny felt like he was falling into an ice cave and wanted to use a spell to resist, but he had just finished refining the sutured corpse, but his head was throbbing and he had no extra mental energy at all.
"W-what on earth is going on?"
"What kind of weird undead creature did that girl, no, boy, create? It's too scary!"
"I have to hold on until the necromancy teacher who is proctoring the exam arrives."
Thinking about it in his heart, his will was determined. Under the suppression of that strange undead creature, Downey couldn't even move a finger. Seeing it coming straight towards him, his heart slowly sank, and despair surged.
out.
"This is more terrifying than the second-level knight I have ever encountered..."
"I finally succeeded in refining it and am about to enter Heidler Magic Academy. Will I die in this experimental accident?"
The scream in Donnie's heart could not stop the monster from approaching, and the foul-smelling mouth seemed to be clearly audible.
At this moment, a hand wrapped in a yellow-brown cloth stood in front of him and inserted into the mouth of the monster's abdomen.
"My sutured corpse..." Downey was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the sutured corpse he had made could be so tenacious. Then, he seized the opportunity and rolled to the side. At the same time, he mustered up all his strength to make a last-ditch effort:
"Help!"
His last resort was this shrill, sky-breaking cry, trying to attract the attention of the necromancer who was invigilating the exam.
Click, click, the monster's mouth squirmed, and it quickly chewed up the arm of the sutured corpse and swallowed it. This made Donnie's mouth open wide, and the call suddenly stopped.
You can actually bite the mummy's arm directly...
The eyes on the monster's arms opened, and the two dark red pupils carried an indifferent aura of death, making Downey's body paralyzed and his tongue tightening.
It's over, it's over... His inner thoughts had just arisen when he suddenly saw a pure and beautiful face appearing in front of him, and said slightly embarrassed: "I'm sorry, various abnormalities always occur when I do experiments. I
Father said this is my unique ability, but I can’t control it yet..."
A standard male voice, very magnetic... At this critical moment of life and death, this was the first thought that came to Downey's mind. He felt that the whole world was full of disobedience and malice.
"...I originally planned to refine a stitched corpse that can fly. Who knows, I accidentally accidentally, haha..." The young man smiled brightly and scratched his head, "Of course, compared to the last experiment, this
This time can only be regarded as an ordinary mutation..."
Donnie looked at him dumbfounded and struggled to utter one word: "Be careful..."
Because at this time, the monster wrapped in black energy had already walked behind the young man!
Downey couldn't understand or imagine at all why someone could say so many words at such a dangerous moment!
"Ah? Are you reminding me to be careful when doing experiments in the future? Thank you very much. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. I'm so sorry for putting you in danger this time. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet..." That gentle and beautiful face
On the face, light red lips opened and closed.
Donnie wriggled his numb tongue again: "...weird...monster..."
The young man's slightly hazy silver-purple eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He turned around suddenly and stood face to face with the monster. Then, his shoulders sank and he bumped directly into the monster.
Silver-gray light overflowed, and Downey saw the monster take three steps back. Then, its messy combination of parts such as its head, eyes, and arms fell off one by one, hitting the ground with a bang, and soon turned into a
Beach "mud".
He...Donnie's mouth opened wide again, and it was difficult to close it. Classmate, don't you think that the path of knighthood is more suitable for you than an experiment with frequent accidents?
"It's solved." The young man turned around and said a little embarrassed, "I'm really sorry for putting you in danger. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My father named me Blaise and he hopes I will become A happy man, but I prefer to be called 'Carl', which means manly..."
"I also have an older brother, his name is Bazel. He is a guy who looks very kind but is actually full of bad ideas... Others say that he is very much like my father, but I don't think so..."
Downey only had one idea at this time, "Karl", could you not say anything for now, pull me up and then introduce yourself. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)