Boom, boom, boom, just as Downey was struggling to get up, a sudden knock on the door interrupted "Carl"'s "self-introduction", causing the two of them to turn their attention to the door at the same time.
In front of the shaky door, which was half open due to the collapse of the wall chain, the invigilator necromancer wearing a classical magic robe was looking at them expressionlessly.
The muscles on Downey's face were still paralyzed, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart, as the mage responsible for the discipline and safety of this magic tower, you actually waited until the danger was over before arriving! Is it really like "Sky TV" and "Lunta"
Like the TV series "Special TV", the police or the knights are always late?
The gray-haired necromancer held a notebook with a black cover in his hand. He glanced at the two of them indifferently, scanning the fragmented monster and the stitched corpse. He recorded it and read aloud: "The mutated stitched corpse.
Most of the low-level materials were used to refine a stitched corpse that is close to the level of a great knight, exceeding the best level in the past years. However, the refined stitched corpse is out of control and the corresponding points must be deducted."
"Ordinary stitched corpses can give full play to the ability of the 'mummy arm'. Its strength is equivalent to that of a formal knight. It can resist the mutated stitched corpses twice. For magic apprentices, this is a rare product, and this
The stitched corpse is completely under the absolute control of the refiner..."
Donnie was dumbfounded. He had just been watching the accident. But why didn't he take action? Do you have confidence in "Karl"? Or take the opportunity to evaluate our ability to sew up corpses?
"So, there is no problem with our additional test?" The boy, whose real name was Blaise, but who calls himself Karl, asked with a gentle expression and a bit of joy, "Actually, I added it during the refining.
Part of the concept of the 'primary body' is to allow ordinary stitched corpses to reflect relevant ideas and integrate the ability to fly, which can be implemented in actual operations..."
He explained his refining ideas nonchalantly, which made Donnie's mouth twitch. If you don't tell me your original thoughts, then you are now a successful mutated sutured corpse. It will definitely pass the assessment. You can follow your true plan and experimental plan.
, this is an experimental accident. Not only does it lose the ability to fly, but it becomes a strange product of the combination of death and strange power! Can you talk about this kind of thing casually?
The necromancer at the door had a pair of slightly cloudy amber eyes. At this time, he lowered his eyes, blocked his pupils, and continued to say calmly: "Being able to refine these two sutured corpses shows your identification of materials.
There is no problem."
Only then did Downey wake up. The parchment on which he had written down the identification results had rotted into ashes under the monster's death halo. Fortunately, the teacher recognized his stitched corpse and reversely determined the identification results.
"Your specific results will be announced together with the basic subjects. You can check it yourself when the time comes." The Necromancer put away his notebook, ignored Karl's still wanting to share his refining ideas, turned around and walked out. Suddenly, his steps stopped.
Diao paused and said: "Shouting 'help' at the critical moment is indeed much more effective than resisting hopelessly..."
With just a swipe, Donnie's face turned red. His shouts just now were so sad and shrill, even sharper than those of the girls who were scared by ghosts in General Education School. Fortunately, he usually prided himself on being calm and resolute.
However, the surge of blood also resolved the paralysis around his body, allowing him to struggle to get up.
"Hey, I'm so sorry. I was so busy introducing myself just now that I forgot to help you up. How are you? Are you not injured? Move your hands and feet, shake your body, and see if there are any hidden problems." Karl's silver-purple eyes faded.
It was sharp, like a quiet lake rippling gently, with sparkling waves, gentleness and tranquility. Donnie subconsciously closed his eyes when he saw it. It was so beautiful that he had better just listen to the sound, otherwise he would
I can't help but curse this world.
"Your expression tells me that your spirit has been greatly impacted, but I have observed mutated sutured corpses before. Apart from the shock of death, there should be no mental impact. Is there another problem that I haven't seen? Uh...
..." Karl suddenly realized something, scratched the back of his head, and said with a "haha" smile, "I think he was just frightened. By the way, my self-introduction was interrupted by the invigilator just now. My name is Blaise, and this is me.
The name chosen by my father means 'happy person' in common language, but I prefer..."
Downey quickly interrupted him: "Carl, well, I know you like others to call you that."
"Very good! You are the first person to accept my new name so quickly." Carl narrowed his eyes with a smile and raised the corners of his mouth. "My biggest goal right now is to become a real man, right?
, I still don’t know your name? I think your magic robe should be a student of the ‘Heart of Nature’, right? Are there many elves in it? Last time I was a guest in Stroop Forest, the elf elders
Tell me, more and more elves now like our human life and are willing to seek a sustainable development path in which social development and nature protection coexist harmoniously..."
"My, my name is Downey." Downey felt so awkward listening to that magnetic male voice. Madam, no, classmate, it would be better if you didn't speak. When you stood there quietly, it was so awkward.
What a peaceful and moving scenery. "We have finished the exam and according to the regulations, we can no longer stay here."
Karl clapped his hands in sudden realization: "Yeah, let's talk while walking, Donnie, the stitched corpse you refined is very good, but it lacks higher-level theoretical guidance. For example, I used the 'Primary Body'
concept……"
"What is the 'primary body'?" Donnie asked, half curious, half to stop Carl from talking.
"The 'prime body' comes from the concept of 'prime' and the 'return to the source' ritual of the ancient Meshqet Empire. They believe..." Karl clearly summarized the origin, theory, development and evolution of the prime body.
He read it over and over again, and he did not stop until the two of them walked out of the magic tower, and seemed to be enjoying it, "For example, the reason why Lord 'Lord of the Dead' became the pinnacle of legend is because he succeeded in perfecting and refining the 'Primary Body'..."
…”
The "Voice of Mystery" and the TV station would not mention this kind of thing, and the teachers in the magic school would not have access to it at all. So although Downey was dizzy after hearing it, he was still very interested. He just muttered secretly, if Karl could briefly describe it
That would be great. Of course, it would be even better if his voice was as clear as spring water.
Suddenly, he was startled. How could an ordinary magic apprentice know this kind of secret? Karl, was Karl the big shot who arrived in a large aircraft before? He was the "Guardian" team of the Knights of the "Sword of Truth"
Object of protection?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked around, as if there were knights from the "Guardian" team hidden behind the street trees on both sides, and their Gauss rifles were always pointed at him.
Thinking like this, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he felt a cool breeze blowing behind his back.
"Donnie, do you understand?" Karl's voice reached his ears.
Donnie's body trembled and he stammered: "Wha, what?"
"Ah, you didn't understand? Then let me say it again." Karl was not angry at all, but became more excited, as if he wanted to explain in detail.
Donnie's head was swollen and he interrupted Karl: "I probably understand."
"Oh." Karl stopped talking a little unhappily, his face darkened slightly, and his gentle, quiet and non-intimidating face unconsciously revealed a bit of majesty.
This made Downey's heart beat a few times. If it was over, would he be hit by the Gauss rifle? Could there still be a body that could be preserved intact?
"Actually, in fact, you are more suitable for the path of knights. I think your strength is comparable to that of a great knight." Downey stammered and changed the subject, but what he wanted to say in his heart was that you are comparable to a giant dragon.
Karl smiled and said: "My strength is only average."
He waved his right hand casually and hit the street tree next to it that looked like a sycamore.
With a click, the street tree broke into two pieces and fell backwards. Donnie's mouth was half open and he couldn't close it at all.
"Haha, I'm just demonstrating my strongest power. You see, I can just break an ordinary tree." Carl laughed "haha" and patted Donnie on the shoulder with his right hand.
Downey felt his internal organs rolling, and he staggered to the ground.
Seeing this, Karl immediately stopped his smile and said "seriously": "The path of a knight will eventually return to the exploration of the essence and himself. Therefore, arcana and magic are the most important things, and I applied for Hyde
Le Magic Academy also aims to change one's appearance from the most basic 'gene' level. Well, 'gene' is a concept proposed in the manuscript "What is Life". Have you read this manuscript? It is very brilliant.
Use the microscopic field..."
Donnie's facial muscles twitched slightly. Before I asked, you said it all yourself. However, in order to prevent Karl from taking the topic further, he quickly said: "Change appearance? I remember that many magic potions can do it."
To accomplish this goal, you should not be able to afford a permanent change potion, right?"
"Actually, don't you think I'm good-looking?" Carl said with a slight smile, but it fell into Donnie's eyes like flowers blooming, making him nod blankly.
Karl continued minding his own business: "The permanent change potion will change a lot and will destroy my perfect appearance now. What I need is just to make my appearance more masculine, not to fundamentally change it.
By then, I will definitely be very handsome and very masculine! Hey, this has been my wish since childhood. Who told my mother to really want a girl when she was pregnant with me..."
"What does this have to do with your mother's wish?" Donnie's nervousness has subsided a lot, because he found that when he stayed with Karl, he basically didn't have to do or say anything, he only had to nod in agreement.
Just listen to him talk, and he can talk about almost anything and fully satisfy his curiosity. He is really an easy person to get along with!
Karl gave Donnie a strange look: "Will, like mental power, can act on the underlying material and change heredity..."
He had great intentions of continuing to teach Donnie.
"What a terrifying will..." Downey blurted out.
Karl was stunned, and laughed twice: "I still have some things to do, so I'll leave first. See you at Heidler Magic Academy. You will definitely be admitted. I can tell from your ability to refine and stitch corpses..."
After a series of words, Karl left immediately, leaving Donnie in a daze:
"He is really a very innocent and cheerful young man who is easy to get along with."
"By the way, he said that the mutated sutured corpse should have no mental impact other than death shock? When did he observe it?"
Downey suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
In the dense canopy of a street tree, a knight put away his Gauss rifle, touched the alchemy item in his ear, and whispered: "Secretly investigate his information, not a single omission, to prevent accidents." (To be completed.)
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