Super Dimensional Wizard

Please enter the text. The Enlightenment Continent is a real continent compared to the Old Continent. The Old Continent is a marginal island at best. Although the Apocalypse Continent is still not comparable to the Fan Continent, at least in the world of wizards, the importance of this continent is still recognized.

Dev is an exchange student appointed by the Yinlu Royal Wizard Group, and went to the Hurricane Tower in the southern region of the Fan Continent for ‘exchange learning’.

The above is what Dev said himself.

In fact, all the talented people on the ship knew that the so-called Yinlu Royal Wizard Group was actually created by some apprentices in Hurricane Tower who were unable to advance to formal wizards after leaving the division. Relying on some previous connections in Hurricane Tower, you can get recommendations for some talented people.

So 'exchange student' is just nonsense. Will an organization with thousands of years of history and official wizards in charge communicate with an organization of wizard apprentices composed entirely of the old, weak, sick and disabled? Haven't woken up yet?

However, everyone knew it, but they kept it silent in their hearts because no one dared to offend Dev. After all, no matter how old, weak, sick or disabled we are, we are still extraordinary beings. According to rumors, there was a close apprentice of a formal wizard in the Yinlu Royal Wizarding Group. He sadly returned to the Central Empire because he failed to advance.

With this relationship, coupled with the Central Empire's abundant financial resources, no one dared to offend Dev too much. Even if Dev's behavior was arrogant and dandy, they would silently endure it in their hearts.

As Dev walked into the restaurant, the noise around him immediately became much quieter.

Because of this, Angel heard someone whispering beside him: "Hey, why is he the only one today? Why aren't his followers here?"

Dev seemed to have heard it, and glared hard at the person who spoke. When he saw the other person cowered in fear and buried his head in eating, he laughed and left.

But when Dev walked out of the crowd, his arrogant expression instantly cooled down.

He just went to find his attendants. All the rooms were closed and he didn't know where they were.

"These damn bastards." Dev cursed in a low voice with gritted teeth. Without the service of the waiter, he had to do it himself even serving the food.

Although Dev was used to being arrogant in the group of gifted people, he had obviously heard about the big background of the "Redbud", so he did not conflict with the chef and obediently found an empty seat with his dinner plate and sat down.

Angel glanced at Dev when he entered the door, and then never paid attention to Dev again from beginning to end.

He was now caught in a small doubt. After Dev stepped into the restaurant, Angel clearly heard the door panel ringing twice, but only Dev came in.

Could it be that I have been using my brain too much these past few days and had auditory hallucinations?

Angel has been trained by Jon since he was a child to have the instinct to observe the surrounding environment. This training is not to seek good luck and avoid disaster, but to capture details and combine self-realization, and to obtain inspiration and opportunities from all things. All in all, it is to reflect the ability of self-knowledge.

Angel has always prided himself on his ability to capture subtle details, but today it seemed that he was a bit out of his element.

Angel shook his head and gave up thinking about this weird detail. It has nothing to do with you and is a waste of time.

He likes to enjoy the explosion of taste buds brought by delicious food, and will even be addicted to delicious food, but only if it is 'good food'. He chooses to accept the food on his plate that only satisfies his hunger, without indulging in it. While eating, his thoughts started running again, and he began to do mental calculations for some unsolved answers.

A scream came from not far away, interrupting Angel's thoughts about which planet he had flown to.

"Ahhh! Who are you? Come out!" A sharp male voice echoed throughout the restaurant. Then there was the sound of tableware being smashed.

Angel frowned and looked displeased.

Not far away, the originally arrogant Third Prince of the Central Empire was seen in a state of embarrassment. He was covering his neck with one hand, and blood was pouring out from between his fingers. The other hand lifted up the tablecloth and waved it around, causing the ceramic tableware to shatter on the floor.

Dev was waving his claws around like an enraged bull terrier. But it was useless, because there was no one within twenty meters around him.

"Hey, are you crazy again? No! Why is he bleeding?"

"Didn't you see the knife marks on his neck?" Someone murmured in a low voice, "It's strange, but there's no one around him?"

"It can't be a ghost, right?"

The talented people who were watching were talking a lot, but no one thought of stepping forward to help. Not to mention how bad Dev's character was, the strange situation alone deterred them.

"The blood flow is very fast, but it is not gushing. It should be a cut on the vein." Angel glanced at it and thought to himself: "Even if it is a cut on the vein, with his current blood flow rate, if 10 If you don’t get first aid within minutes, you will definitely die.”

"There is a knife wound, but there is no one holding the knife." Angel looked around and saw no one near Dev. He suddenly remembered the strange second sound of the door panel before, his brows stretched and his eyes flickered: "interesting."

An invisible person? A wizard's apprentice? Or is it a peer talent?

Angell prefers the latter. If you are a wizard apprentice, there is no need to stealth and assassinate, and you can't miss a hit.

Angel was thinking to himself, Dev was still going crazy, but as time went by, his voice became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, he didn't know what sound he heard. He suddenly picked up the red wine on the table next to him and poured it towards the southeast window.

The crimson wine did not splash onto the wooden wall as expected, but was forced to stop in mid-air five meters away.

The wine slowly flowed down, and a red figure gradually appeared.

"Is there really someone? And he's invisible!" Someone exclaimed, pointing to the man who was revealed after being doused in wine. "It can't be Lord Wizard!"

"Master Wizard? Don't be kidding me. How could a high-ranking Master Wizard become invisible and come to assassinate us? If you want us dead, you only need to spit, and we will never get over." Someone sneered.

"Wait and see, you'll know who it is right away." A certain genius next to him pointed at the invisible man, "I remember Mr. Comerne talked about the invisibility technique, which relies on illusion to become invisible, hiding in strange places. Divine invisibility in space, and invisibility that relies on light and shadow to create visual illusions, the first two can only be practiced by formal wizards. Below the formal spells, the only level 0 trick that can have an invisibility effect is the jagged light and shadow."

The Lord Cormorn in this person's mouth is the leader of the wizard organization "Gravity Forest" and a second-level wizard apprentice.

"The light and shadow are mixed. The person who uses this trick will definitely appear as long as he is touched by a foreign object."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the other party is using invisible alchemy tools. However, even Lord Cormorn cannot afford such alchemy tools."

As the man spoke, the invisible man who was splashed with red wine revealed his true form.

Angel looked over and raised his brows: it was a handsome young man wearing tattered clothes and a rebellious face.

Angel didn't know the other person, but judging from the other person's clothes and the details of his movements, this talented person's family background should belong to the poor.

A poor boy from the bottom, a noble and dandy prince.

The poor boy's face was full of rebelliousness. Looking at Dev who was bleeding profusely, an arrogant and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips, vaguely filled with the pleasure of revenge.

When the once noble prince saw the poor boy's true form, his eyes were full of disbelief and resentment, and there was a hint of regret in his ferocious expression.

"Interesting, the story behind these two people may be so bloody that Mana will gossip about it for a whole year." Angel smiled and recalled how Mana, the head maid, once gossiped about Waterford's famous cheating scumbag nobleman. scene.

Angel shook his head and was about to turn around and leave the restaurant. He didn't want to waste time on such a bloody plot.

Just as he stood up, an aristocratic middle-aged lady with silver hair appeared at the scene of chaos.

Angel happened to have heard of this elegant and elegant lady: Mrs. Merlin, a third-level wizard apprentice who was in command of the Bauhinia, and came from the wizard organization-Hurricane Tower.

Now that Mrs. Meilin has appeared, the ending of the poor boy who kills people with a knife is foreseeable... huh? ! Angel's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw Mrs. Meilin coming to the center of the field. She ignored the half-dead Dev lying on the ground. Instead, with an expression of surprise, there were a large number of young men with knives who were hurting people.

Mrs. Meilin raised her hand and waved, and the filth on the young man's body was swept away.

"What's your name?" Mrs. Merlin asked the poor boy.

"Isli. Dear Lord Merlin, my name is Isli." The young man said respectfully. He did not give his last name because he did not have a 'surname'. The 'surname' represents the inheritance of a family. He is an orphan, and his name is the name of the wolfdog raised by the noble master who once served. In order to get this name, he fought with the wolf dog until his body was dripping with blood. Finally, after breaking the wolf dog's neck, the noble lord gave him the name "Isli".

"Isli, okay. I remember your name."

"You're fine! The source of magic power has been exported in a short period of time... Could it be that your natural mental power is higher than 20 points?" Mrs. Meilin suddenly stretched out her hand and directly touched Yisli's forehead.

"Sure enough, your natural spiritual power value is 23 points. Find it at Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. This can save you a lot of time in the early stage, at least 10 times faster than ordinary talented people! No wonder you can guide the source of magic so quickly. Come out." Mrs. Meilin smiled widely and said to the boy: "Half a month ago, I told you the principle of light and shadow. If you can use light and shadow, it means that you have understood the basic knowledge of light and shadow. This very good!"

"You have to remember that wizards' spells are based on knowledge and magic. Both are indispensable. You have now entered the door of a junior wizard apprentice. From today on, you can move to the top floor."

After saying these words, Mrs. Meilin turned and left without looking back.

And Dev on the ground was already in a state of death. When Mrs. Meilin's beautiful figure disappeared in the Baifu restaurant, Dev's desperate eyes slowly became dull... In the end, no one reached out to help, and Dev was in the presence of everyone. While watching, the body became completely cold.

The murderer, Yisli. Looking at the cold corpse on the ground, he smiled slightly and turned away.

No one condemned him, and no one dared to call him. At least on this ship, Yisli had completed a transformation and became a being that could dominate the lives of others.

Angel left silently. He now deeply felt that wizards really did not distinguish between black and white, and good and evil were not worth mentioning in their eyes.

The Silver Heron royal wizard group behind Dev was also from the wizarding force that Mrs. Meilin belonged to. However, even so, Mrs. Meilin still refused to save him, and did not even raise her eyes to look at Dev. It can be seen that the wizard's attitude towards mortals is indifferent and cruel.

After this incident, Angel redoubled his efforts to eliminate his sense of existence. Until he has no strength left, the sickle of death will always be placed on his neck. This is reality, the reality of the wizarding world.