A strange world

Chapter 371 Section 29. Terror at the bottom of the nest

"Ahem...I am the emperor. Congratulations to you first. I will ask the etiquette department to get you some gifts later. But there are one hundred and sixty colleges...it would be a waste of time for you to compare them one by one, isn't it? "

"Indeed." Annan whispered.

The deputy dean and the others were listening carefully to the voice on the parchment. Only the etiquette department official turned towards Annan who made the noise.

"Well... I want to think of a good idea, a good idea, a time-saving idea, what kind of idea..."

"Why are you so nagging?" Annan's ears seemed to be surrounded by three bards telling stories.

"Sorry... I'm not very good at using this thing." The emperor seemed to be replying to Annan, "Have you heard of the bottom nest? I plan to put the location in the bottom nest. You don't know it there, which is fair. …Except for the Royal Academy of Magic in Montreal, so you can go and say hello to them.”

"Anyway, they put some golden invitations in the bottom nest. Your task is to find it." The ten colleges that retrieve the most golden invitations will participate in the final championship competition. "

"The etiquette department is ready to send you off. Oh, by the way, the people in the city who get the golden invitation letter will obtain citizenship, so your opponents are not only each other, but also the people in the city."

No more sounds came from the parchment.

"lets go."

The officials of the Ministry of Etiquette tore open the magic scroll, and the solemn Main Street of the Ministry of Etiquette appeared on the other side of the portal.

Cross the portal and go from the manor to the imperial capital.

There are one hundred and sixty portals standing on the spacious streets that have been dispersed, and it becomes noisy with the arrival of teachers and students from the academy.

Boris came back from inquiring last night and brought back the four academies that need the most attention: Agate Knight Academy, Puddingburg Monastery, Freya Sacred Academy, and the Royal Academy of Magic in Montreal in the imperial capital.

"How do they compare to Sltovis Magic Academy?"

"Normally, it is only slightly better than Syltovis Magic Academy."

After all, Sirtovis is also the second largest city in the southern part of the empire, and it is not so big that the Tovis Magic Academy is not qualified to stand with them, but...

"What does 'normal' mean?"

"That is without students like you."

With Annan in his possession, Solz Magic Academy dares to reach out for the championship. It is very likely that these four academies also have such people.

Withdrawing his thoughts and eyes, Vice Dean Boris was sternly telling the other seven contestants: "Your mission is to protect Annan."

"You have to block his spells. If it's too late, use your body to block it. The Imperial City is unlikely to cause any casualties to you." The deputy dean gritted his teeth and said, "Also, pay attention to mental spells, such as charm. If you find it, just-"

"I'll do this." Annan interrupted, and under Alice's gaze, he said, "Talented warlocks can be immune to certain mental spells."

The Minister of Etiquette is now on the terrace. This thin silhouette in standard clothing adds the rules: In addition to what the emperor said, they will also be randomly sent to the bottom nest and teleported out at sunrise the next day.

One hundred and sixty small portals disappeared, replaced by a large portal built by three epic mages in front of the main entrance of the Ceremony Department.

Blurry images appeared on the door.

The players entered the portal one after another according to their distance.

Annan and the others were relatively close to the portal and could not identify their opponents, but Annan saw Freya Holy Academy. They are all girls, with beautiful silhouettes and full of vitality.

The dizziness emerged as he stepped into the portal. Before he could recover, Annan heard Theophilus complaining:

"Why do large teleportation arrays always make me so dizzy..."

"The magic class said that large teleportation arrays aim at stability. Of course they are not that comfortable." His friend replied.

Annan, who recovered, looked around. They stood on a low hill, and the dark space extended into the distance. There was sparse light in the distance, as if coming from morning to night. Only the standing rock pillars silently told that this was an underground city.

They were lucky enough to have a gathering place nearby.

There were two other students who were stuck in "portal vertigo". When they recovered, Annan did not see any other students coming.

The bottom nest is similar to the imperial capital on the surface. A city with a three-dimensional structure can easily swallow students like them.

"Where should we go next?"

They looked at the leader of the team.

"Didn't the young emperor say that people from the bottom of the nest can also get gold invitations? Let's get close to the locals first and find out."

The light of illumination shone around everyone. Some people raised their heads, but could not see anything. There was only a distant, dull sound lingering in my ears as if I was covering my ears.

How deep are they?

The sound of footsteps on gravel echoed, and before they even got close to the gathering place, a corpse that was almost rotting into bones suddenly appeared in front of it.

The students living in the ivory tower stopped. Only Annan and Alice did not resist the bones.

"At least people here don't eat dead people." Annan said optimistically.

Bypassing the corpses exposed in the wilderness, these students approached the gathering place.

A layer of fog seemed to gradually form around them, the halo of illumination became hazy, and an unpleasant bitterness appeared in the air. It wasn't until they approached the gathering place that the fog seemed to be blocked out.

The gathering place they saw on the low hill turned into a rugged grotto, and the luminous objects they saw turned into fluorescent fruits growing in the gaps of the grotto.

The dense caves like spider lairs made the young mages huddle together like quails.

"Don't be frightened by the words of the deputy dean. No matter how terrifying the bottom nest is, it is still at the foot of the imperial capital. How could it be..." Theophilus, who turned around, suddenly saw a strange face of defeat and screamed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

As the screams echoed, the surrounding caves were awakened, and faces appeared one after another.

No one noticed when the silhouette of Theophilus appeared. Alice had already raised her staff and was held down by Annan: "There is no malice, I can feel it."

The succubus curse was purified by the nosy Mr. Swaro before Annan and Alice set off for Syltovis, but because it existed for too long, Annan absorbed some powers, such as being able to capture emotions.

What appeared in front of them was a stooped, thin silhouette, with no hair or cloth on his body, his pale skin looked tough, his nose was flat, and his eyes were covered with a cloudy film.

Is this the "rat man"...?

The groom's outrageous conjecture turned out to be right... In a few hundred years, the bottom nest people will really degenerate into some kind of cave-dwelling creatures.

Asking the others to step back, Annan asked the frightened "rat man": "Can you understand me?"

"Rat Man" utters broken syllables that no one understands.

"Who is proficient in the common language?" Annan asked.