The Truth of Magic

Chapter 32 Aftermath

In the hall of awakening, a large group of mage apprentices sitting below were stunned at the scene in front of them, completely unaware of what was going on.

Some people have specialization talents and are sensitive to one of the eight major factions, so they will stand out when they sit on the throne.

For example, in the transformation system, a certain accessory on the body may be directly deformed.

If it is a protection system, it is also possible that a "mage armor" protection spell blessing will appear directly on the body.

Even if there is no special effect, it is possible to find a path that suits your future through the association of intentions when you sit on it.

This is also the reason why Mystra's specialty learning is arranged after awakening.

It's just that these mage apprentices have never heard of them, and they can disappear out of thin air.

What was even more weird was that the young man reappeared after disappearing for a while.

Even when the female mage in the cloak teleported away with her, many students failed to react.

"This privilege is too naked. I think the group of npc mage apprentices next to me are very angry. Someone can jump in line like this, pretend to be a force, and then leave so lightly." A senior in the player's corner said the thin man.

"Come on, isn't the one who sat on it just now also an NPC, this is someone else's internal class struggle. Hey, they are all eating meat, and the one we choose as a mage has been beaten by this game." The fat man sitting next to him complained.

"But didn't you realize that he is also an oriental face, maybe he is also a player."

"If he is a player, then I will jump off the floating city to challenge the chain feather fall technique."

"How dare you bet."

"My brother is the preparatory team for this game. Do you believe that before the game promotion video came out, he didn't know what game it was? The whole process was pushed down by the company's top management, regardless of the cost. The only screening threshold, It’s just 299’s account. No one knows which planner decided the content of this game, and some people even speculate that most of it is generated by AI itself.”

When the fat man talked about getting up, he continued talking in one breath.

"If you really want to talk about generation, it's not without precedent, but which game have you seen that is as highly refined as the ones we have come into contact with these days, I was almost brainwashed, nineteen zero-level spell models, I really can't even take a shower I imitated the outline of the strokes, and felt that I could really cast spells. When I have time later, I will write it out in the real world and find someone to identify it. Such an explosive game, do you think there is a back door? If so, I will go first gone."

"So, the status and treatment of that person just now, I'm sure he is a descendant of the giant of the Mage Association. Otherwise, the old man Mokar would never be so respectful. Didn't you see that he dragged the princess of the Eastern Empire to heaven? .”

"In reality, I just show my privileges to others, but this group of npcs will learn a lesson in the game." The tall and thin man said helplessly.

Wang Ningwei didn't care at all if the two people in front were devoid of nourishment. Her eyes fell directly on the nine mysterious people at the front desk.

Seven of them are noble, standing in the middle, and two are full bodyguards, each standing at a corner, patrolling around.

"Why bother you to come here." The old mage who led the ceremony bowed his head respectfully, and he couldn't help being disrespectful.

A hundred years ago, when he entered Mistra, the existence in front of him had already taken over the post of president of the headquarters of the Mage Association.

"It's nothing, that girl Antinoyan took her away?" Oss, the president of the Mage Association headquarters, paced beside the throne and pondered.

"Yes, just after that apprentice reappeared." The old mage replied.

The president, Oss, ignored it, and after casting a spell with a wave of his hand, he directly cut off the vision of the novice mage sitting under the stage, and squatted down to observe the situation of the throne.

The remaining three in the group of six also went up to explore one by one.

The two guards still stood at the two corners unmoved.

After exploring silently for five minutes, he stood up.

"I just know that I will make some mess and let us clean it up. Let's go. The play is over, there is nothing to see." President Oss waved his hand.

Following the seven people, a middle-aged man who was on guard from the beginning cast spells directly.

"As for Mokar, you will interrupt the ceremony later. Tell those apprentices to come back in five days."

"Uh, yes, President." Even if Mokar knew, he still underestimated the impact of that young man.

Many apprentices in the audience didn't know the time of their awakening as a mage, and it was delayed by five days because of someone.

Only a few mage apprentices who had visited Mistra's senior management in advance by virtue of their recommendation letters and knew the true identities of the seven or eight mysterious people in front of them covered their mouths. It was hard to believe that a simple awakening ceremony would attract the attention of the giants.

What he didn't know was that all the seven giants of Mystra were present on the stage.

These seven people gathered together, even if the incarnation of the gods appeared in Arthur's main world, they might not be able to escape the siege of these seven people.

It wasn't until the curtain of illusion that had been set up that the magic apprentices knew that the group of mysterious people had left. Most of them were still in high spirits, watching the old mage Mokar take the stage, waiting for him to announce the start of the awakening ceremony.

In the Joint Hall of the Supreme Council, the seven giants who had just gone to the Hall of Awakening came out through the gate of another world.

This small meeting room looked without any decoration, only an ordinary nanmu circular table and twelve chairs.

But all the instructions from the headquarters of the Masters Association were issued after discussions in this conference room.

Countless people who are trying to climb up in the association dream of getting an exclusive seat in this meeting room.

"It's a coincidence that this kind of thing happened after a good meeting." Among the seven giants, Stormrage, who became the latest legendary mage, sat down and said.

"When was the last time there was such a big commotion in the throne?" The only woman among the seven and the only elf Veranthel fell into memory.

Instead of sitting down, Renault, one of the seven giants, stood on the window sill with a pipe in his mouth and said, "More than a hundred years ago, that kid Kroll. It took him thirty-five years to become a legendary mage. This speed In the records of the association, it is completely at the forefront. At that time, he just summoned a young dragon-level time dragon out of thin air."

"If I hadn't seen the opportunity to send it back quickly, otherwise you would have seen two Time Dragons and a Tome Dragon descending on the Floating Void City." Fury said angrily.

"The earth adventurer in Midsummer is not easy. The impact of the Throne of Arcadia cannot be repaired in three or four days. The fluctuations brought by Kroll back then were dealt with in two hours. Don't delay those apprentices," Renault added.

"Oh, it's not that he's not simple, it's that the people he meets are not simple." Nuofeng corrected angrily.

The people present already knew the general idea from Antinoya.

Zhao Xu just turned back time and saw Sisilvina, the third generation goddess of magic, who had already walked at the end of the sorcerer's road before she became a god.