Abyss Express

Galahad A Knight of the Round Table from King Arthur.

He was ordered to find the Holy Grail, which is rumored to have infinite magic power, which can make people rejuvenate and stay young forever. It is the sage's cup in which the saint Jesus performed the blood-giving ceremony.

It possesses the power of [Horns of Abundance], which can provide endless food and eternal youth.

It is the sacred artifact that brings brilliance, the lord of mercy, the lord of prosperity, and [LAPIS EXCILLIS·Extraordinary Stone].

Closing the brochure of the School of Magic, the introduction page briefly explains the team of teachers who impart supernatural powers.

At this moment, Jiang Xueming was in the classroom on the west podium of the Petronas Twin Towers, crowded with many high-achieving students.

The students around me are mainly half-wolves and Homo sapiens. Unlike the children in the eight-year school system, most of these students have formal bachelor's degrees and are the rising stars of the railway system.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the visiting professor—today Wood Plaque was going back to Barathon, to Galahad to have a class with the students.

Previously, Mr. Wood and Xue Ming had said that if they had time, they must come to Galahad to study spiritual power.

The spiritual state of [Fragrant Fantasy] is very delicate, if under the training of Teacher Wood, he can become more obedient and have a higher degree of tacit understanding with Xue Ming, that would be a great joy.

Whispers came from the ancient stone building, and Xue Ming followed the sound and looked——

——It's not that the students are impatient to wait, but the picture hanging between the stairs in the porch and the wall is speaking.

Yes, you read that right, literally.

On the right side of the classroom, near the window, are three paintings, which are made of the curious craftsmanship of Tantric thangka human skin painting. These magic media lock the spirits of the living in the portraits and become living dead.

The painting closest to the podium is from 1588, and it is a handsome elder brother. I asked my classmates about the fashion trends in the mundane world. Judging from his appearance in the flared trousers and padded jacket, he is still a spirited guy who follows the trend and cares about his appearance.

The origin of this person is marked under the frame.

[Galahad's 21st professor of psychics, died of willow disease - Romero Van Persie]

In the middle of the classroom, on the wall of the corridor, there is a portrait of a desolate lady, wearing Edwardian costumes.

[Galahad's third potion master, died of a natural lightning strike——Lilith Pink]

A portrait of a brave Mongolian general hangs on the back door of the classroom.

[I don’t know where the haunted painting came from. According to the spiritual body’s self-report, after he was captured, the siege shell broke his right leg, and later died of the plague——Ulianghabu Alan Moko]

These spirits seem to know the past and the present, and have been living in the form of portraits. Xue Ming followed the noisy conversation and saw Professor Romero winking and scolding the clothes of the current students face to face.

He exchanged glances with Mentor Pink, and was immediately forced to look away by the opponent's extremely aggressive vicious spiritual pressure.

The old woman squatted down in the portrait, and leaned in beside her descendants, as if she was trying to squeeze out the unworthy descendants who went home for the New Year but did not bring a girlfriend, making ruthless mockery from all aspects of magic skills and economic level.

General Alan Moko was sitting in a wheelchair behind him, and flies flew out of his ears from time to time. Hearing the playfulness and insults of the two old friends, he just laughed.

All of this made Xue Ming feel unreal, as if he was living in Hogwarts. These paintings are like video tapes, sealing up the heroic spirits and evil spirits in the past history, and becoming the best preservation device.

When you think about it carefully, psionic energy is really a wonderful thing. It was no wonder that Director Simmons valued the credits so much, and wanted to gather other teachers to put pressure on the dean to take back all the credits for knight combat skills.

This kind of magical miracle is the pride of the extraordinary, and it is completely different from the skills taught by Xue Ming.

Wood Plaque pushed the door open, and only glanced at some of the portraits—

—— After saying hello to these old friends, the whole classroom became quiet.

"quiet."

Classes have started.

As a transfer student, Xue Ming couldn't keep up with Mr. Wood's teaching progress.

Today's topic is based on hallucinogens and incense in the Forty-eighth District, as a psychic ritual magic.

He has never studied potions or ritual magic, and he doesn't understand the principles of rituals. Xue Ming doesn't understand anything Mr. Wood said.

After a full two hours, other students wrote more than 20 pages of notes in class, drew the magic circle, and wrote down the formula. Xueming just traced each student's face with a pencil, but didn't remember anything.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wood put away the lesson plans, put on gloves and shook hands with every student with a smile to say goodbye.

Xue Ming straightened his body and stretched his muscles and bones, as if he had been imprisoned and was finally free. Just as he was about to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while, unexpectedly, Teacher Wood strode forward and grabbed Xue Ming's arm.

"You wait."

There were only the two of them left in the empty classroom.

Xueming: "Teacher, isn't this the end of get out of class?"

Wood: "Our classes haven't started yet."

Xueming didn't know what kind of medicine Mr. Wood sold in the gourd, so he was just waiting for an explanation.

The visiting professor put away the lesson plans, took out two sets of teaching aids from his shoulder bag, and patiently explained to Xue Ming.

"These students just now are all high-achieving students related to agriculture, forestry and animal husbandry in the Greenstone District. I don't have much time to teach in Galahad, so I will stuff you into the classroom by the way, and meet them, even if it's just a shame. It's good if you're familiar."

Xueming: "Oh"

Wood: "You are a gunsmith, and if you go to class with ordinary students in the eighth grade, it will be embarrassing to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger-the teacher who teaches the introduction to psionics only earns 140,000 yuan a year, which is not even as good as yours. Stepping on a sewing machine for a few minutes will bring you quick money, how do you want someone to give you lessons?"

Xue Ming didn't understand: "Is this related to income?"

"This society is very realistic, student Jiang Xueming." Wood discussed the matter: "Like Director Simmons, if he meets Daniel in your class—"

"—He will say, Daniel, you are a smart boy with a bright future."

"If you meet Kathy—"

"—He will say, Little Angel Kathy, if my little nephew goes to the Transportation Department in the future, I need your father to take care of me."

"If you meet Liu Xiaomin—"

"—He would say, girl, you don't look very smart, get in touch with your classmates more, and the chance to change your destiny is right in front of you. Exams and marriage are the most important multiple-choice questions in life. great power."

Xue Ming laughed out of breath: "Ha"

"It's realistic and ridiculous, isn't it?" Wood took off his glasses, stopped putting on the airs of a scumbag, put his arm around Xue Ming's shoulders, and brought him to the podium: "You're going to laugh at them as you That’s wrong, Xueming. Lions live like lions, and jackals live like jackals.”

Xue Ming pursed his lips, not knowing what expression to use to respond: "This director is really bad."

Wood: "Where is the bad?"

Xue Ming: "According to what you said, teacher, would Simmons really instigate a little girl with no money and no power to curry favor with the rich second generation?"

Wood: "Don't be bloody! Director Simmons is indeed such a person, but language itself has magic power, it is a kind of magic, he never says it clearly, he is always high-sounding."

"This topic is beyond the outline for me." Xue Ming said without blushing, "I'm still young, I'm a baby."

Wood beckoned: "Then start class?"

Xueming: "OK."

"First of all, Xue Ming." Wood Pluck took off his gloves and showed his two fleshy palms: "We must take a good look at our hands—because you, like me, rely on fleshy palms to release the power of the soul." ability."

Xue Ming followed suit and took off his thick cotton gloves.

"Whether in the East or in the West, in many religious ceremonies in the field of occultism, there is a prayer ceremony with palms folded." Wood Praker said: "This is the desire for a deity that transcends the world. As a savior, it will come Aid us mortals, unleash its divine power, and do us favors."

Xue Ming looked at Teacher Wood's palm——

——Same as when we met for the first time, Mr. Plaque's palm has been smoothed, without fingerprints and palm lines, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the difference between the left hand and the right hand.

Wood pointed to the paintings in the classroom and patiently explained.

"These portraits are inhabited by dead souls. You have been to Niflheim, and you know what kind of place Red Star Mountain is. Most of the geological environment and soil composition there."

Xue Ming immediately replied: "They are all chiral molecules."

"That's right, but this thing is not important." Teacher Wood changed his words, because Xue Ming had dropped out of high school. The essential difference between the spirit body and the soul power makes it easier for you to better direct your [Fragrant Fantasy]."

Xue Ming: "Go ahead."

Wood showed one of the teaching aids, sulfuric acid and medical supplies,

"Heim's Underworld and the real world are like two symmetrical but completely different worlds. Before you were attacked by [Icon·Saint]'s soul power, your soul left your body, right?"

Xue Ming recalled the spirit form at that time: "Yes, it looks like a tin can, but without the lower body."

"Because you were in the cocooning stage." Wood continued: "Your spiritual body is fragmented and not yet fully developed. The organs in the cocoon are all scattered and have not found the correct position."

He grabbed Xue Ming's hand and applied sulfuric acid to his fingers.

"Soul Power is different. It has full consciousness, as if you have seen a ghost and saw your own dead soul. Like many haunted supernatural events, it has some supernatural powers—for example, the floor elf who likes to play pranks. If you don’t Keep an eye out for screws that get lost in the work station, they disappear in the blink of an eye, maybe these guys are sneaking up."

Removing Xueming's fingerprints is a ritual to eliminate the chirality of a part of the spirit body and the physical body, and to bring the two closer to mirror symmetry.

"If horror movies become a reality, what do you think of the strength of the midnight bell as a soul power?"

Enduring the burning sensation of his fingers, Xue Ming hesitated for a moment: "Uh"

"It is a remote and precision-manipulated soul power." Wood said: "A videotape is needed as a magic medium to launch a soul power attack. The victim must have a video tape projector and a TV to complete the ritual of curse death. The activation cycle is seven days. This is It will only take effect after planting the Avada Gnaw the Big Melon Killing Curse. People who are cursed have almost no chance of surviving."

Xueming: "Indeed."

Teacher Wood carefully peeled off the scorched black skin on Xue Ming's fingers, as if chatting about homework.

"The more powerful the special ability, the more complicated the magic ritual is, like my [Sexy Bomb] and your [Fragrant Fantasy], both need the palm of the hand to make zero-distance contact with the target, we have to maintain a state of unity of soul and flesh , to infuse spiritual energy into the target's body to make the special ability take effect. Allow me to ask one more question, lest I be too sentimental—you really need to retract the spirit body and touch the enemy with both hands to make the enemy fall asleep and dream. Is that right?"

Xueming: "That's right."

Wood breathed a sigh of relief, his expression a little funny.

"It's the same for me. If my physical body can't touch the enemy, I can't make an explosion. Even if the spirit body leaves the physical body to move freely, it punches fiercely, and the enemy is full of teeth, and there is no way to turn the opponent into a This is an extremely powerful attack surface in exchange for limited range-in most battles, we only need to retract the spirit body and touch the target with the palm of our hands, and the game is over."

After disinfecting Xueming to stop the bleeding, prevent the wound infection of the fingers, and wipe off the fingerprints——

——Wood Pluck finished his introduction to the spirit body and finally got to the point.

"Call your [fragrant dream] now."

"SD!" Xue Ming shouted Hunwei's simple name loudly.

The steel cat came out through the body, and just took a step, it was firmly locked in place. Its expression was shocked and stunned. After changing back to the male treasure form, it was the first time to leave Xue Ming's physical body.

Jiang Xueming didn't seem to be aware of what happened. He raised his hand to touch the spirit body of Hunwei, but found that Fenfang Huanmeng raised his hand forward at the same time as him, a double body that followed like a shadow.

Xue Ming quickly asked, "What's the situation?"

"What's going on?!" Fenfang Huanmeng exclaimed: "Gunsmith! What did this guy do to you! Why can't I move?"

Wood Pluck explained: "I eliminated the fingerprints for you, and also eliminated part of the chirality of the spirit body. You and this disobedient big cat will share a set of nerves for the time being."

Xue Ming took two steps back, and so did Fen Fang Huan Meng, following Xue Ming's body movements to keep moving in sync.

Raise your arms and stand upright, standing up and kicking your legs, like twins born by a mother, like Siamese twins, they are inseparable with each other.

Xue Ming: "Has the range shortened?"

Originally, Fragrant Huanmeng could attack distant enemies at a distance of sixteen meters away from the physical body. Now I can only step forward at most forty centimeters, and I am firmly locked by the flesh body, making it difficult to move forward.

Wood: "Yeah, your connection will be stronger."

Xue Ming: "Why do you want to do this?"

"This is a kind of weight-bearing training." Wood summoned the sheep-head spirit of [Sexy Bomb], and the phantom transformed by the flames hit the steel cat's helmet, as if hitting a student, asking the big cat to be obedient: "It's not just the range , its speed and precision will also drop—down to the same level as your physical body’s essence. I want you to subdue it slowly and let it become your phantom incarnation, after all, it has a part of the essence Temperamental, mischievous and difficult to manage, those traits will kill you."

Wood put away the teaching aids and put the second set of teaching aids back into the shoulder bag.

"If you can't adapt to this kind of weight training, you can cut off your fingers at any time, drink the products of Mrs. Bai, and break the seal of the fragrant dream."

Fragrant Dream: "Can I be wronged?"

"You don't have a choice," Wood said with a smile.

Xue Ming had thought before that if Fenfang Huanmeng was willing to take the initiative to fight with a gun, learn all kinds of equipment, and use its spirit body power to calculate its output, it would be an Astartes super warrior.

It's a pity that this lazy cat doesn't like to study at all. It's a good thing that Mr. Wood added such a magic spell to it. Just don't know how long this weight training will last.

Xue Ming asked curiously: "What is the second set of teaching aids?"

"After the weight-bearing training is over, I will tell you what the second set of teaching aids are." Wood said pretending to be mysterious: "I have another similarity with your spirit body-they both have inhuman qualities."

The flame incarnation of [Sexy Bomb] has hoofs and horns, and even the shape of the head belongs to the giant devil of Bafeng.

"I erased my palm prints and fingerprints." Wood showed his palms: "Just to better control it, it is very, very disobedient, and it has interfered with my private life more than once. I have a daughter with my wife. This My daughter was born with a tail, and her psychic talent is also very powerful, this is the devil's curse on me, it seems to want to use this way to come to the world."

Wood pointed to the Morpho butterfly tattoo on his neck.

"I have a tattoo on my Adam's apple, a Morpho butterfly, that helps me control Baphomet's power. I have no lines on my palms, [Sexy Bomb] will only follow my orders .Like other VIPs, they don’t have this kind of trouble—their soul power won’t get out of control.”

While taking notes, Xue Ming talked about these things with Anonymous' group and shared her classroom experience with her peers.

[Jason Megan: Don't believe in rumors and don't spread rumors. ]

"This introductory lesson on the introduction to psionic energy is over. In fact, spirit bodies also have many subdivisions." Teacher Wood couldn't stop talking about the content of the super-class, pointing to the paintings on the wall: "These spirit bodies can be divided into For [Tower Spirit]—there were always some stewards in the ancient mage towers. The knowledge recorded on paper usually will be wiped out after a hundred years. The trustworthy old housekeeper, let these workers continue to work overtime, and arrange cultural heritage for their descendants. Most of the sticks made by BOSS have [Guling], which is a pure soul that has lost its main body of consciousness and no memory. Executing a program, teaching the user a certain skill, playing a professional role in a certain field, is the first teacher of the passenger."

Xue Ming looked strange, thinking of his own holy light sword.

If it is said that this thing hosts a [Guling Spirit], wouldn't it only have the two skills of lust and light when it was alive?

Wood pushed the fragrant dream back into Xue Ming's body.

"After people die, the spirits floating in the world are called [wandering spirits]. You have seen the corrupt dragon Favna of the Skull and Bones before, and it is also a monster made by the Mad Butterfly Sacred Cult collecting the energy of spirits—these spirits will carry some Information, when the Azure Gold Guardians are investigating cases, they usually use these psychic remnants to find clues."

"Your teacher has a good brother named Jack Martin."

Having said that, Wood's originally relaxed expression also became serious.

"He lost half of his soul, so he should be included in the ranks of the dead. His body should be buried, so he can use dust as a medium to flash, drift, and condense his body like a haze. His previous relationship with Mary Stuart Judging from the combat records and the combat performance on the Iron Warrior, he is a standard [evil spirit]—in the mortal world, many spiritual disasters are classified and archived with these four spirit bodies.”

[Jack Martin: Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors. ]

Now that the business is done, it's time to have some fun.

According to Master Wood's ritual operation, Xue Ming now has the special effect of Windfury's second combo with critical strikes and damage in the range of spirit body high-pressure airflow—but he didn't find a suitable opponent, and he didn't dare to take the student to try the knife casually.

The core strength of Fragrant Fantasy is very strong. The Toyota Corolla weighs only one ton, and it can easily lift an AE86.

"That's all for today." Wood put away his tools and said another thing to Xue Ming: "It's almost time, you have to cheer up and deal with your students."

Xue Ming heard the implication of Teacher Wood's words, and immediately asked: "Is someone going to deal with me?"

"It certainly won't be too simple." Wood put on his glasses again, and changed back into the appearance of a gentle scum: "Director Simmons knows the importance of credits, let alone other instructors whose credits have been taken away by you? They will definitely not sit idly by It doesn't matter, during this month's trial training time, someone will definitely come to trouble you."

The train conductor moved closer to Xueming's ear, specially avoiding the eyes and ears of the spirit body in the portrait, and whispered a reminder.

"What you teach is not only the method of self-protection, but also the technique of killing. If the trial training is not effective, your course will be cancelled, and the credits are like power, returning to the hands of the teachers. This is for them It's a good thing, I'd love to see you make a fool of yourself."

"Think about it from another angle, you are the gunsmith of the Anonymous Clan, and the natural enemy of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Sect—if knight combat skills are to become a serious and systematic discipline, you can teach the second elder sister, the second One gunsmith can teach one hundred elder sisters and one hundred gunsmiths, and I am afraid that these cultists will also hinder you and make it difficult for you."

Xueming thought about it, but started to feel embarrassed. Because the visible enemy is easy to deal with, but the invisible enemy is the most difficult to deal with.

Like this classroom, if the surname of [Van Persie] was not written on the frame, he would have remembered that the consul of District 48 was also named Fan Persie. This family is deeply rooted in the Abyss Railway, and the old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years may also have tipped off the news. sentinel.

"Don't be so nervous." Teacher Wood put on the gloves, smiled and patted Xueming on the shoulder, "After half a year, the school celebration will be held, and the academy cup is also called the sage's cup - each branch will hold a magic competition and use psionic duels, I believe in your ability when it comes to the knight competition."

Xue Ming clutched his forehead, feeling a little dazed.

"I came to Galahad and it was just weird, really weird."

Wood: "Why did you say that?"

Xue Ming: "On the train, a student told me that he wanted me to form a friendship with him—with a watch."

Wood: "."

Xueming sighed.

"I can't understand, I can't understand, I can't figure it out after thinking for a long time, as if friendship is not friendship, just a few words that come out of the mouth lightly, do these children really understand what friendship is?"

"I heard Mr. Wood talk about Director Simmons today. Love and marriage, not love and marriage, have become an account-I remember that this school is from the age of thirteen to the age of twenty-one It is an amusement park where children learn to grow and travel together until they graduate.”

"In the past few days, I have visited the dormitory, eaten in the cafeteria, and found someone to play chess in the entertainment room. Meteor also likes to catch strangers and play games. Everything is fine."

"Just returning to schoolwork and this small society, I always feel that Daniel and Kathy are very tired."

"They have to talk to me carefully, but they will not let go of any opportunity to compete for credits. They will always come to me and talk about family affairs. Worried about being surpassed and scolded by parents."

"I heard from my housekeeper's servant that the children of the lion and the children of the antelope can go to the same school to study and learn survival skills together. It is a kind of grace for the antelope."

"I think something is wrong, but I can't say it. It's like punching an empty space. There is no sound, but thunder can be heard."

Wood Pluck heard Xue Ming talking about these things, and immediately responded.

"Are you twenty-four years old?"

Xueming: "That's right, does it have anything to do with age?"

Wood: "A little bit, but not much. People grow up to be cranky. You are always worried. You have to plan ahead. Are you going to get married soon?"

Xue Ming: "Should I not think about these things?"

Wood: "Gunsmith, you have to know that in Galahad you are a teacher first and foremost. When you are a teacher, you should not be so far away from the children. You should be more like children than these students-I think these problems, Instead of asking me, it is better to find the answer from the children, such as Meteor is a very good child, who can infuse you with infinite vitality."

Speaking of this, Professor Prak turned to the last page of Galahad's brochure, and he pointed to the motto of the Sage's Cup, like a love letter to the students.

[Friendship is the most amazing magic! ]