Divine Civilization

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Trial Canyon.

The environment in the Trial Canyon is set with reference to an ancient battlefield. In the canyon, you can see ruins and ruins everywhere due to the war. Even after the baptism of endless years, there are still mysterious energy fluctuations on these ruins, and traces of broken magic circles can be vaguely seen.

Because there have been no human beings for a long time, the wild grass here has grown to the height of a person, and the distance is far away, even if a person hides in the grass, he can't see it at all.

now.

Inside the canyon.

In a half-collapsed stone hall, a group of youths wearing different occupational standard equipment were discussing in a low voice under the cover of a broken wall.

There are about 20 people in this group. The young man at the head is wearing a red magic robe. He is handsome and dignified. He is indeed Prince Charles, the proud disciple of Andrew, the royal holy magister of the Bright Empire.

"Your Highness, that guy Stuart is not a cheap lamp." A yellow-robed magician standing next to Prince Charles, who seemed to be his confidant, whispered, "A place like the Trial Canyon is the most suitable place for group gatherings. There are a lot of people in the academy, and most of them have a good relationship with Stuart, so it's hard to guarantee that they won't join hands to help him earn points. We must not slack off in the slightest."

"You're right." Prince Charles nodded slightly, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "However, Karen Glacier and Lawrence Campbell are not simple, so don't be careless."

"Your concerns are justified. Karen Glacier is a high-ranking sea-monster. Although he is alone and alone, the talent of the blood of the high-level sea-monster is not trivial, and his combat power is sturdy. It is indeed not to be underestimated." The yellow-robed magician agreed. Nodding, "The same goes for Lawrence, the subordinates haven't figured out his true strength yet..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold snort suddenly came from his ear.

"who?!"

Everyone was stunned, and they immediately changed their formation and entered a state of alert, regardless of speaking.

In the center of the security circle, Prince Charles' heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked down at his feet.

The deserted stone temple where they are located is located on a high terrain, not only highly concealed, but also has an excellent view. It is not easy to avoid their eyes and ears, unless...

"Boom~"

Just as Prince Charles lowered his head, a roar sounded, and the ground paved with huge boulders trembled violently, and was instantly blown to pieces.

Everyone was startled and quickly dodged, even Prince Charles was forced to retreat a few steps.

The flying gravel still carried the afterglow of magic, and everyone had to use their own methods to resist the flying boulders, and they were in a panic for a while.

"Damn it, who is so arrogant..."

A young man managed to block the boulder flying towards him, but was still covered in dust all over his face. He couldn't help being angry, and rushed over to yell at him.

Unexpectedly.

Just when he rushed to the edge of the pit, the young man's face changed drastically, and he retreated at a faster speed than when he rushed over.

I saw a group of people stepping on the gravel slowly coming out of the big hole that was blown out.

These people wore the same standard professional equipment as them. There were twenty or thirty people in total, and their momentum was not lost to the group in the palace.

Seeing them, everyone in the hall trembled, and vigilance immediately appeared on their faces.

Little did they know, they were vigilant when they saw the group of people who came, and the mood of the group of people who came was even worse when they saw them.

A small magician saw someone outside the pit, and his face immediately collapsed: "Hey~ I finally got here through the underground palace. I thought I could gain something, but I didn't expect it to be occupied by someone. How unlucky~"

"Quiet. Stay alert."

Suddenly, a scolding sound came from the crowd.

The little magician stuck out his tongue, and immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Only then did everyone in the hall notice that there was a young man in a blue magic robe standing among the crowd. This young man had calm eyes and a cold demeanor, and he was obviously the leader of the twenty or thirty people around him.

"Ben Stuart!"

The faces of everyone in the hall changed, and they recognized him immediately. Who would have thought that the person they were discussing to guard against just now would appear in front of them like this?

Prince Charles was also very surprised, but the education he had received since he was a child allowed him to control his expression well, and he still looked dignified, self-restrained and personable.

He thought about it for a while, and nodded slightly to Stuart as a greeting, and then said: "Your Excellency Stuart, as the head of the Magic Academy, must be a smart person. Now that the trial has just begun, you and I have a lot of trouble. The number of people is quite similar, His Highness thinks it is not wise to go to war now. What do you think?"

"What a coincidence. This chief thinks so too." Ben Stuart glanced at Prince Charles and raised his chin at him. "Why don't we just pretend we didn't see each other and compete in the second half?"

"Just what I want."

The corners of Prince Charles' mouth hooked slightly, revealing a smile. Communicating with smart people is peace of mind.

Just when the two reached an agreement and were about to leave with their own people, a voice that seemed to be mixed with frost and snow came from a distance.

"Stay, both of you."

Prince Charles and Ben Stuart were taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but follow the sound.

On a huge ancient tree not far from the abandoned stone temple, there was a boy wearing an ice-blue standard magic robe standing.

This young man had a beautiful appearance, his long snow-colored hair was exceptionally flowing, but his body carried a chill. The moss on the old tree was mottled, showing the vicissitudes of life. Against the background, his ice blue magic robe was as clear as ice and snow, making it even more dazzling.

"Karen Glacier! It's Karen Glacier! That High Siren!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the person in an instant.

Prince Charles and Ben Stuart also had serious expressions on their faces, but they didn't overreact. Instead, they shouted to stop the commotion of their subordinates.

On the ancient tree, Karen Glacier smiled slightly: "It's rare that there are so many people here, I have a suggestion, do you want to listen to it?"

As he said that, he suddenly raised his hand and made a tactic, and shot a icy arrow, and then jumped from the ancient tree, a falling feather technique landed on his feet, stepping on the icy arrow lightly and landed beside the collapsed stone hall.

This almost mystical operation was used by him like flowing clouds and flowing water, lifting weights lightly, and several ignorant magicians were dumbfounded.

Prince Charles and Ben Stuart's eyes were fixed, and their faces showed solemn expressions in unison. Although they had known for a long time that Karen Glacier was quite powerful, seeing it with their own eyes still made them feel threatened.

"What proposal?" After calming down, Prince Charles spoke first.

"I suggest that the three of us work together to get rid of that Lawrence first, and then we will decide the outcome." Karen Glacier's clear eyes wandered around the faces of the two, with a bewitching voice, "What do you two think? "

This proposal was beyond everyone's expectations, and most of the people present were momentarily stunned.

Even Prince Charles and Ben Stuart were stunned for a moment.

However, the two of them were not ordinary people after all, and after a moment of stupefaction, they immediately realized the beauty of this plan.

In the last round of qualifiers, Lawrence not only took away the championship that should have belonged to them, but also scolded all three of their mentors, which can be said to have provoked public anger. If you can take this opportunity to teach him a heart-wrenching lesson, why not do it?

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the two of them, and they nodded heavily almost at the same time.

"good."

"make a deal."

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What happened in the Trial Canyon was faithfully displayed in front of all the audience by the big screens all over the venue.

On the rostrum, Jimmy Gunter almost spit out blood when he saw this scene: "It's so shameless! How could they do this? Is this a violation?"

"How can this be considered a violation?"

The royal holy magister Andrew has always held grudges. It is natural to see Lawrence, who has made him ashamed, be taught a lesson.

Hearing what Jimmy said, he took a sip of his coffee in a good mood. Shi Shiran said with a smile: "Proper vertical and horizontal alliances are within the scope allowed by the rules. This is also a tactic. If you want to blame, you can only blame Lawrence That kid didn't know how to restrain himself and provoked everyone's anger."

"Indeed." President Wood nodded slightly, agreeing with this sentence.

Even Ice Calamity Iswell nodded silently, rarely standing on the same side as the other two. He did not forget what Lawrence scolded him yesterday.

Jimmy was almost killed by the anger of the three of them, but he had nothing to do with them. He could only hold his heart and sigh silently: Wu Hui~ Wu Hui~ It’s not that I won’t help you, I really can’t help you~ The next trial , you can only ask for luck~

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Time passed quietly, the canyon of trials.

In a remote corner of the valley, there was a flutter of wild grass taller than a person, and suddenly two figures sprang out of it, rushing away like the wind.

Behind them, more than 20 magicians are chasing after them.

One of them has black hair and black eyes, wearing a standard priest's robe, and the other is tall and thin, wearing a standard magician's robe. They are Wu Hui and Lawrence.

They look very embarrassed now. Wu Hui's bright mage's robe had already been rolled to dust on the ground, and many places were still stained with blood. The standard magic robe on Lawrence's body was even more tattered. His sleeves and trousers were gone, and his bare arms were exposed. There are still wounds on the legs that have not healed in time.

A large group of magicians closely followed the two of them, and sporadic magic kept flying from behind. The two of them avoided the magic while fleeing, and every minute and every second was a matter of life and death.

"Ahhh! It was Stuart just now, and now it's Charles... I've been chasing him for so long, is this group going to end?!" Lawrence yelled with a broken face.

"I, I said... Lawrence, don't you claim to be favored by the god of magic?" Wu Hui was out of breath, but still couldn't help complaining, "At this time, you...you, shouldn't you Under the blessing of the God of Magic, should we kill all the pursuers like melons and vegetables? Why are you as embarrassed as me?"

"You, do you think I'm stupid?" Lawrence panted and rolled his eyes at him, "There are so many of them, should I rush to die?"

While talking, the two escaped another wave of magic attacks, looking even more embarrassed.

Outside the venue, the audience watched the two embarrassed figures on the big screen and talked a lot.

"It's all sixteen magic months, right?" A magician said with emotion on his face, "After being hunted down for so long, he still gritted his teeth and persisted. His spirit is commendable. I would have given up a long time ago."

Some people disagreed: "What's the use of persistence? Being hunted down like this all the time, they have no chance to accumulate points at all. Even if they barely survived, wouldn't they be eliminated if they don't have enough points?"

"You can't talk so full. The situation in the trial canyon is changing rapidly. Who knows what will happen next? What if they turn the tables?"

"It's still overturned like this? How to overturn it?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and there were people with various opinions, but most of them were still not optimistic about Wu Hui.

There was a lot of discussion, and another few minutes passed.

Wu Hui and Lawrence had already run hundreds of meters away. The ground under their feet was getting hotter and hotter, and the air smelled of sulfur unknowingly.

"No... I don't feel right." Lawrence ran and finally realized something was wrong, and looked at Wu Hui in surprise, "Isn't there a crater ahead? Wu Hui, are you sure we are running in the direction of the crater?" Yes?"

"rest assured."

Wu Hui took a breath while holding on to a broken wall, with a very determined expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, the uneasiness in Lawrence's heart eased a little, and he continued to run forward with his last bit of strength.

To be honest, he didn't want to pin his last hope on Wu Hui. He was really desperate now, and he couldn't think of any other way except to trust Wu Hui.

What Lawrence didn't know was that despite Wu Hui's certainty in his mouth, he was also a little uncertain in his heart.

Wu Hui rubbed the bronze ring on his left hand, and asked with his spiritual sense somewhat uncertainly: "Augustus, are you sure your method will really work?"

"My lord, you can question my personality, but you can't question my professional standards." Augustus, the ring spirit, popped out of the ring with staring eyes, his expression seemed to be insulted, "I am the leader of this trial. One of the designers of the canyon, this area is all from my hands. As long as you do what I say, there will be no problems."

"That's good." Wu Hui chuckled, "If something goes wrong, you know the consequences." Wu Hui didn't want to use the divine power of the God of Light to save the situation in such a small trial.

There was only one way forward, and while running, the two of them reached the crater without knowing it. The huge crater emitting black smoke was like a sky, blocking the way of the two of them.

The torrential heat wave rolled in, and the ashes rolled up by the hot wind hit people's faces. The rocks under their feet were scorching hot, and it was a bit unbearable even through the thick soles.

Lawrence ran too fast and was too late to catch up. He almost rushed into the magma. Fortunately, Wu Hui reacted in time and pulled him back. However, even so, Lawrence was still frightened into a cold sweat.

"Run~ keep running~hahaha~"

Prince Charles stood on his knees behind the two, panting and laughing.

After chasing him all the way, he had long since lost the self-restraint he had at the beginning, because he was running too fast, his legs were sore now, and even his voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't care at all.

Who can care about demeanor during a battle? As long as it can kill that annoying Lawrence, it will be worth it.

After taking a breath, he waved his hand and ordered to the magician behind him: "Surround them, I want to see how they are still running after they have reached this point!"

The twenty or so magicians who followed got the order, and immediately dispersed to surround Lawrence and Wu Hui. Apart from the crater behind them, the two had no other way out.

Lawrence's heart trembled, but his mouth still refused to admit defeat, and shouted at them from a distance with his hips crossed: "What are you arrogant? Do you really think that I have nowhere to go? Just wait, I will teach you how to be a man later!"

"Wu Hui, I'm calling you Brother Wu Hui." After a few words of arrogance to the enemy, Lawrence turned his head and drooped his face, and was about to cry to Wu Hui, "You brought me to this ghost place, you must It’s already a trick, right? If you want to do something, do it quickly. If I die here, I’ll be ashamed. As long as we can pass this level, you will be my big brother from now on ~"

Lawrence shuddered at the thought of the slaps in the face that he had slapped once. Even if he is really dead, he cannot accept this fact.

"Don't worry, we will win this wave." Wu Hui said calmly, "The two of us, one is the patron of the God of Magic, and the other is the patron of the God of Light. How can we lose to a group of small thieves? ?”

"Tell me, what can I do?" Lawrence looked over in surprise.

"Take off your pants." Wu Hui said calmly.

"Take off, take off..." Lawrence was dumbfounded as if struck by lightning, his eyes were dull, and he was covering his vitals and looked at Wu Hui in horror, "Wu, brother~ you took the wrong medicine Right? You, you won't be a covet..."

"Shut up, what are you thinking about?" Wu Hui stared angrily, and then said with a smile, "Do you want to win?"

"I think, I want to win even in my dreams." Lawrence regained his senses and nodded heavily, his eyes full of firm and persistent belief.

"Then don't hurry up." Wu Hui urged, "It will be too late if you are one step later."

Suddenly, Lawrence's eyes lit up, and he screamed in ecstasy, "I see, I understand your tactics. You must want me to use my majestic heroic figure to frighten those otaku mages and make them feel ashamed and angry. He committed suicide and left. Hahaha, wonderful, really wonderful." As he said that, Lawrence took off his pants, put his hands on his hips, and laughed wildly at the group of magicians who came up from the siege, "Come on, you despicable little bed bugs."

boom!

At this moment, it was like countless thunderbolts hitting the heads of countless people.

Those magicians who rushed to encircle Lawrence and Wu Hui were all dumbfounded on the spot. In today's Bright Continent, magicians are noble existences.

Even a small level 1 magician is far superior to a fighter of the same level, or even a knight. Generally speaking, magicians are elegant and intellectual beings, even in the face of life and death, they must be calm and unhurried.

But what is this now?

Playing a rogue?

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