Archmage Of The Undead

"What is that?" Huo Ling asked after seeing that the matter had been resolved.

"That is an undead ghost with at least Silver rank~"

The eyeglass tester let out a breath as if he had been reborn. He wiped the cold sweat from his head. The scene just now scared him to death.

"Brother, thank you for protecting me just now."

Huo Ling thanked him sincerely.

When the ghost rushed in just now, the glasses tester protected him behind him. He must remember this protective kindness.

"You're welcome. Fortunately, this ghost didn't attack us, otherwise we would both have to lie down."

The glasses tester patted his chest with lingering fear and joked that he was just a black iron level mage and could not defeat this ghost.

But this sentence is also true. The lethality of silver-level ghosts is terrifying.

The best way to deal with such ghosts is the magic of priests, followed by the magic of mages and warlocks.

However, Daxia prohibited the priests of the gods from entering to preach, and there were no priests in Daxia.

The attack that just wiped out this ghost must have been a certain mage's spell.

"What happened next door?"

Huo Ling asked doubtfully. The ghost came out of the next door just now, and now that there are no spells falling upstairs, the danger must have been resolved.

"I want to know too." The glasses tester glanced at Huo Ling helplessly. This testing room can hinder mental detection, otherwise he would get a rough idea by scanning with his mental power.

"How about taking a look?"

Huo Ling saw the glasses tester's eagerness to move, so he encouraged him.

"It's not good~" the glasses tester's tone began to loosen, and he stared at Huo Ling, as if to say, there is still a weak student like you here who has just become enlightened.

"There may be injured people nearby. Let's go help rescue them." Huo Ling suggested.

"That makes sense, let's go!"

Sure enough, the love of watching fun is engraved in the bones of Blue Star people, even a mage is no exception.

The two of them opened the door one after the other and walked towards the next room.

The hall was also in a mess, and staff members ran out in panic from time to time.

Huo Ling and Glasses looked at each other and continued walking in silence.

Glasses pushed open the door next door, first looked over, and then quickly retracted as if he was frightened.

Huo Ling, as for Huo Ling, had been following behind him. He poked his head along with him and happened to see the scene in the room in front of him.

A large hole was opened in the ceiling of the room, and the command room above could be seen at a glance from below.

Bricks were scattered all over the room, and various testing equipment in the room were scattered everywhere, as if they had been hit by a level 10 tornado.

There were three people standing in the room, an officer in military uniform and two middle-aged men in regular uniforms.

There were also two people lying on the ground. One of them seemed to be a student who had returned from Qi Ling. He was lying on the ground with an ashen face, and his whole person exuded a cold aura.

The other one, who seemed to be the inspector, was lying on the chair with a face as pale as gold, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Drops of blood dripped from his mouth and nose, dyeing the clothes on his chest bright red.

"Asshole, come here and help!"

The three people in the house also discovered Huo Ling and his glasses, who had come to take a peek, and roared angrily.

"Yes! Teacher, I'm coming right away!" Glasses was like a mouse meeting a cat. Hearing this roar, his whole body was excited and he responded quickly.

Then he gave Huo Ling a helpless look, wondering why he had listened to him and why did he come to join in the fun!

Huo Ling also heard it. There was a middle-aged man inside, probably the teacher of Spectacles. It seemed that Spectacles was quite afraid of his teacher.

Facing his glasses, he could only touch the back of his head with his hand, a naive smile on his face.

Glasses walked into the room and quickly got in front of the student. After checking, he said in a serious tone, "Teacher, this student is dead."

Huo Ling didn't go in. He was still waiting at the door. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He didn't know the student in front of him, but he still felt a little sad when he thought about the life that was originally alive and died like this.

Then the glasses helped up another inspector who fell on the ground, but this one was still alive.

"I have stabilized his soul. You can take him to the infirmary. I will take care of you when you get back!" A middle-aged man snorted coldly.

"Yes! Teacher." The glasses were like a quail, and he lowered his head without daring to object. He released a spell to levitate the injured person in mid-air and prepared to take him to the infirmary.

When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, and said bitterly: "Teacher, I still have a student's test report that I haven't finished yet."

The middle-aged teacher who had already flown back to the command room along the hole in the ceiling jumped down again after hearing this.

"Idiot, why do I have a student like you! Go to the infirmary quickly and report to me to get it done!"

The middle-aged man walked to the door, with a big dick in front of his glasses, and drove him away.

Then the middle-aged teacher's face was like a kaleidoscope, and his smile returned. He looked at Huo Ling, who was standing beside him in silence, leaning against the wall and not daring to move.

"You haven't finished the caster test report yet, have you?"

"Yes, Professor." Huo Ling nodded quickly and replied.

"Come on, let's go in and continue to complete the test."

After that, the middle-aged man turned around and led Huo Ling into the testing room again.

"I called him professor, and he didn't refuse. Be good! Is he really a professor?!" Huo Ling thought in his heart.

The middle-aged man walked behind the table, sat on the seat, motioned for Huo Ling to sit down, and said, "My surname is Li, little classmate, please sit down."

"Yes! Professor Li."

When Professor Li heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, but he did not laugh.

At his signal, Huo Ling put his hand on the crystal ball for testing again.

As the two breaths wandered away, the crystal ball began to glow again.

When Professor Li opposite saw this scene, he couldn't help but cheer up. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Huo Ling.

"Okay, you can put your hands down now."

Then, he took the crystal ball and placed it on the instrument nearby.

Soon, the instrument spit out a paper test report.

After Professor Li took it, he carefully checked the information recorded on it, and occasionally raised his head to look at Huo Ling.

This left Huo Ling a little confused.

"Classmate Huo, congratulations, your spell casting qualifications are very good, reaching level two!"

After a while, Professor Li put down the test report in his hand and clapped his hands gently.

"Ah! Really?!"

Surprise hit Huo Ling instantly. Although he felt that his qualifications were good, he didn't expect them to be so good.

The qualifications of spell casters are divided into five levels. Level five is the lowest and level one is the highest. The higher the level of qualifications, the more advantageous they will be in practice.