Divine Civilization

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Not far behind them, a thin and tall young magician was standing with arms crossed.

He looked about the same age as Blake, with short dark red hair slightly curly, fair skin, thin cheeks, average appearance, but his temperament was as sharp as a drawn sword, with an arrogant and unruly expression.

Seeing a few people looking over, he raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "What? Haven't you seen a genius?"

This man is too crazy.

Daniel frowned slightly. He had always been humble and low-key, and instinctively felt uncomfortable seeing this man's arrogant and arrogant appearance.

Others couldn't help but stare sideways.

It was also the first time for Wu Hui to see such an arrogant person, and he found it more novel than disgusting. He looked him up and down, and asked tentatively, "Brother, are you very good?"

"Awesome? Huh~" The young man seemed to have heard some joke, and raised his head proudly, "Compared to me, the contestants who participated in the truth conference this time are just bugs in the mud, and they are not worth mentioning at all. You see Come on, the champion of this conference must be mine, Lawrence Campbell!"

This sentence was simply ridiculed by the crowd. As soon as the words came out, all the magicians around turned their heads and glared at the young man.

There was a drop of cold sweat on the foreheads of Daniel and the others, and their expressions twitched.

Wu Hui couldn't help but help his forehead. This kid's mouth is simply poisonous, and the hatred is firmly held as soon as he opens his mouth. He regretted it, he shouldn't have talked to him just now.

"My lord, this kid has the fluctuation of the inheritance crystal, and he should have received the inheritance of an ancient magician." The voice of Augustus, the ring spirit, suddenly rang in Wu Hui's ear, "However, the breath of the inheritance crystal is not enough for me. I can’t tell the difference, it shouldn’t be from the same era as me.”

After August gradually saw how powerful Wu Hui was, he began to yell "My Lord My Lord". Of course, this does not mean that August is already a believer of Wu Hui.

"What is the inheritance crystal?" Wu Hui asked via voice transmission.

Augustus had been very quiet since Wu Hui left the room, for fear that he would disturb Wu Hui by speaking casually, but now he regained his energy.

He emerged from the ring, looked at Lawrence Campbell not far away, and explained: "The inheritance crystal is something we passed on to our disciples at that time. It can not only pass on information, help disciples understand magic theory and combat skills, but also have a lot of knowledge. Strong protective effect. The crystal is also attached with a ray of soul breath of the mentor, on the one hand, it is to warn others to protect the disciple, and on the other hand, it is also to prevent the disciple from being robbed. The mentor can locate the disciple through that ray of soul breath."

In ancient times, human beings behaved toughly, and it was not uncommon for them to snatch a good seedling and immediately take it back as a disciple. Through the function of this inheritance crystal, one can vaguely see the image of the ancient magician who was bald in order to keep his disciple from being snatched away by others.

"Generally speaking, inheritance crystals are made of elemental crystals, and the magician of which department uses the elemental crystals of that department. The elemental crystals on this kid are both wind and fire. The magic inheritance he got should come from An ancient magician with dual elements of wind and fire."

"I see."

Wu Hui suddenly realized, no wonder this kid is so crazy, it turns out he got the inheritance of an ancient magician.

Just when Wu Hui was in a complicated mood, suddenly, someone shouted: "Look! President Wood has grown!"

In an instant, the waiting area for the contestants, who were still talking slightly, became quiet.

Almost all the contestants stopped playing and chatting. Even the mages who were studying hard put down the thick magic books in their hands and stretched their necks to look at Xingyue Lake.

Wu Hui followed everyone's gaze and turned his head to look, and saw a figure in the sky flying towards the venue.

This figure stepped on the void and didn't fly fast. The dark blue magic robe was hunting and flying in the air, and its posture seemed quite casual.

However, as he approached, surging magic fluctuations spread over the entire Xingyue Lake, and even the Xingyue Lake covered by the giant magic circle became slightly turbulent.

This person is surprisingly the current president of the Wizards Association, Keith Wood.

Almost instantly, all the magic eyes focused on him, and his face suddenly appeared on the huge water curtain.

Compared with the childish, free-spirited and unscrupulous when he was with Jimmy, Keith Wood at this moment is tall and straight, with a serious expression, and his every move shows the majesty of a strong man. He is completely different from before.

A sense of enlightenment rose in Wu Hui's heart instantly. At this moment, he is the well-known "Dark Blue Wing" in the eyes of everyone, the president of the highly respected magicians association.

Well, sure enough, people have two sides.

"President Wood!"

"President Wood!"

"President Wood!"

Shocking cheers resounded instantly on the beach by the lake.

The magicians wildly waved small flags painted with elemental symbols, wantonly showing their excitement to see their idols. Looking around, the entire Xingyue Lake was crowded with people, full of passion.

Wu Hui glanced at it, and couldn't help feeling: The strong man of this era is really the idol of the whole people. Especially the saints above level 7 are known to everyone, and they are comparable to the international film kings on earth.

It is indeed an era when the whole people admire each other.

However, Wu Hui didn't have much feeling for President Wood. After all, for him as the god of light, level 7 is just the starting level of a war angel. In the vast and boundless universe, level 7 is the level of miscellaneous soldiers. There are countless and inconspicuous existences in the legion.

This makes it really difficult for Wu Hui to have any great feelings. At most, he just sighs with emotion. It would be great if such a character can be brought under his command~

Just when Wu Hui was feeling emotional, President Wood had already landed on the rostrum, gave a mage salute in all directions, and then sat down in his seat.

The picture above the water curtain moved away from Chairman Wood, and showed the camera to other people in the venue.

There were already magicians seated on the rostrum.

Seeing President Wood sitting down, someone immediately greeted him with a smile: "President, there are more people coming to this conference than before, and even the number of contestants is 30% more than the previous one. This is a good sign. It shows that the influence of our association on the mainland is stronger than before~"

"Yeah~" another great magician smiled and said, "I read the entry list for this year, not only there are several good seedlings in our courtyard, but also many other families and idle magicians. Good seedlings. When this group of magicians grows up, our team of magicians will grow stronger."

President Wood has also paid attention to this year's good seedlings, and smiled when he heard the words: "There are indeed a lot of good seedlings this year, and the quality is much higher than in previous years. This shows that our efforts over the years have not In vain, the initiative to cultivate a new generation of magicians through the magic academy is quite successful~"

Although the Mage Association has a long history, it really experienced a difficult time when the Holy See of Light was at its peak. In the early years, there were times when no student was accepted for several years.

Fortunately, these years, the Bright Holy See has declined, the influence of the Association of Magicians has grown day by day, more and more people are learning magic, and there are more and more good seedlings. Everything is developing in a good direction.

Looking at the turbulent crowd under his feet, President Wood was filled with emotion.

If the teacher was here, he would be very happy to see the Magician Association have the current situation~ Unfortunately, the teacher has been traveling abroad all year round in search of opportunities for breakthroughs, and has not contacted him for many years. return.

"The School of Magic cannot exist today without the care and support of the president."

The thoughts in President Wood's mind are not clear to all the magicians. Hearing him mention the Magic Academy, some magicians showed emotion and admiration.

"At the beginning, the old president founded the magic academy with all his strength, and wanted to change the various disadvantages caused by the inheritance of master and apprentice, and strengthen my line of magicians. I still remember how many difficulties and setbacks I experienced at that time. Over the years, if it would have been The leader has a firm belief, and always implements the idea left by the old leader that no one can teach without discrimination, cultivate the next generation in a down-to-earth manner, and seize every opportunity to expand the influence of my magic association. How can our association have what it is today?"

Having said that, all the magicians around agreed.

"Okay~ Don't compliment me. The growth of the association is not due to me alone, but to everyone." President Wood smiled warmly, "If there is no support from everyone, how can I rely on me alone? Can it support such a big stall?"

Everyone laughed immediately, President Lian Dao was polite.

Just when everyone was talking and laughing happily, a cold snort suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"Hmph~ sensationalism."

The voice contained the power of magic, and it was obviously transmitted directly to their ears with wind magic. Although this method is not particularly high-end, it is absolutely extraordinary to be able to use it so lightly.

The voices of the people suddenly stopped.

Following the prestige, everyone saw a level 6 dragon eagle flying over Xingyue Lake, flapping its wings towards them. The wingspan of this dragon eagle is astonishing, each feather looks like forged metal, and a pair of sharp claws are like steel and iron bones, glowing with a gloomy cold light, and the evil spirit is compelling.

On Longying's back, there was still a figure standing.

This figure does not look like a middle-aged man, with a handsome appearance and a proud expression, and his fiery red magic robe shows his majesty and majesty.

Before they got close, the astonishing power of one man and one eagle had already spread to the rostrum, making many relatively low-level magicians stagnate.

Behind this figure, there are several mid-level and high-level magicians who are stepping on magic flying carpets and flying skateboards. It seems that they are together.

These people wear uniform badges, showing their identities and origins—the Royal Magicians of the Bright Empire.

As we all know, although the Royal Mage Corps of the Bright Empire has been established for a relatively short period of time, there are a large number of talents in it, and its strength should not be underestimated.

In particular, the leader of the Royal Mages, the Royal Saint Magister, Andrew Haiwei, is a rare holy magician. He has a respected status in the Guangming Empire and is extremely trusted by the emperor.

"Hehe, Guangming Empire." Wu Hui narrowed his eyes and sneered faintly in his heart. In the era of the old God of Light, the Empire of Light was the center of the world, and it was also the place where magicians were most severely suppressed.

Unexpectedly, how long did it take for the old Guangming God to fall? There is a magician who occupies the dove's nest.

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