The Wizard World

After leaving the auction, Angelet and Xiwa returned to their residence in the horse army.

The bought slaves camped by the small lake for the time being, and teams of dwarven engineering teams rushed over and began to build stone houses for these slaves. They started to build a small village of stone houses on a large open space on the side of the small lake.

Those two little twin girls were quite sensible, as if someone had taught them beforehand. Originally, Nancy usually did the cleaning, making tea and tidying up, but they all did a good job.

Angelet named the two of them: Amy and Ellie respectively. This is just the pronunciation of the name. In fact, in Angmar, the meaning of these two words is number one and number two.

Life is back on track again.

Angelet didn't feel sorry for the blood of the centaur leader. After thinking about it for a while, if he bought the batch of centaurs under the watchful eyes of so many people, it is very likely that after he extracted the blood, there would be a lot of trouble. There is a high chance of being discovered. Might as well go find some blood thinner bio extracts.

In addition, the Socra giant eagle banshee phantom that he derived from his blood is still sleeping. It is still unknown when he will be able to wake up and bring him into the nightmare world again.

Angelet had no choice but to continue learning the enchanting knowledge system by himself, but this spare time was just enough for him to deal with the matter of joining the Six Rings Tower.

Southwest of the sixth ring area of ​​Nora Land.

In the endless sea of ​​green trees, there is a huge circular grassland. The meadow was very level and surrounded by a garden belt of white flowers.

In the center is a tall arched gray building, like a large arched bag growing on the ground, cut in half. The cross section of the building is the entrance.

At the entrance, four sloping gray and white stone columns obliquely support the top of the building. It looks like four white sticks hanging from the building.

It seems that there is no support at all.

Inside the stone pillars, in the tall round arched gate, some white figures came in and out in an endless stream. From time to time, someone just walked out, and suddenly disappeared into a cloud of white mist. There were also people who condensed a cloud of mist from the air out of thin air, and then walked out of the mist and strode into the gate.

Some other people came in from outside the garden belt, and some rode flying pets down from the sky, then turned over and walked towards the entrance gate.

The faces of these people who entered and exited were all calm, with a more or less dignified aura on their bodies.

There are two stone statues one person tall standing on both sides of Tianmen, both of which are stone statues of beautiful women with their right hands raised high, and a golden lighting crystal is placed on their raised hands. There is not an inch of hair on the body, and a pair of folded wings grows on the back.

The stone statue is made of off-white stone, which looks a little solemn.

Among the people who came, a young man with short brown hair came out of the woods in a white robe, walked through the garden belt, and followed the white robe in front to the building gate.

The man has a slender figure, his skin has a silvery white metallic luster, and his eyes are slightly pale gold.

"This is the southwest branch of the Sixth Ring Road." He looked up at the stone statues on both sides, and could faintly feel that these two stone statues seemed to be emitting faint energy fluctuations all the time, radiating all the people who entered and left.

If you don't have wizard-level strength, you will suffer irreversible negative damage just by entering and exiting here, and it will be permanent.

"Then Green, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." A white-robed wizard next to the man whispered, "I'll contact you when I'm free. I have to deliver something to my mentor." The short, colored hair looked messy like a pile of weeds.

"Why do you always see you doing things for Spender alone in so many meetings? He won't be just you as a student?" Angelet asked jokingly.

"I can't help it, maybe I live closest to my mentor..." The white-robed wizard named Avianan was one of the wizard disciples of the elf Spender. It hasn't been long since the promotion.

"Although your mentor and I have always been very happy to work together, this time I'm bothering you. Send me so far." Angelet smiled. His relationship with the elf has become more harmonious recently.

"This is what I should do, Lord Green." Spender bowed humbly, "Then I'll leave first?"

"kindness."

Spender took two steps back, turned and walked towards the woods.

Angelet withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the front door of the building.

After going up a few stone steps, some of the wizards around moved their lips slightly, but no sound spread out at all, and it was obvious that they were talking to each other through sound transmission.

Angelet walked into the gate, and inside was a huge hall resembling a cathedral.

Looking up, you can see the gray-white ceiling dome tens of meters above. The dense black wooden chairs almost occupied the entire hall, and a vertical aisle in the middle divided the entire area into two parts.

On the densely packed chairs, some white robes sat sparsely.

There was an open space in front of the chair, where a black rectangular stone pillar was erected, and a white-robed witch stood in front of the stone pillar, intently looking at the content on it.

It was very quiet in the hall. The wizards who came in and out did not make a sound. Most of them came in and sat for a while, then got up and left. Some wizards walked to the door, and someone would come over and hand them a bag of small things, while others didn't.

Angelet took a rough look at the environment inside, and also found a place to sit down.

The chair is cold and hard, but there is a faint aroma of sandalwood. He noticed that when other wizards sat down, they would close their eyes tightly for a while, and then they would stand up immediately after opening their eyes...

He sat on the seat without any movement, but clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his chest and maintained this position for five seconds.

Immediately on the right, a gray-robed apprentice walked over.

"My lord, please follow me." The apprentice was a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.

Angelet glanced at him indifferently, and then glanced at his hanging right arm, which was faintly stronger than his left arm. There seemed to be a faint smell of blood and evil thoughts mixed with him. That's a trait you'd only get if you'd been involved in the killing of a wizard.

"Okay." He stood up and followed the apprentice.

The two walked in through a small wooden door on the right side one after the other. Walk through an open-air courtyard corridor. Soon, they came to a place like an indoor martial arts training ground.

There were a few white-robed wizards standing scattered inside.

At the same time, there were several wizards brought in by apprentices like him standing on the edge of the field.

Angelet was led by the apprentice to the left, and stood aside to wait like these people.

After a while, two more people were brought in.

A total of six people stood on the edge of the field, six white-robed wizards.

"Revalia, you're here again, you really don't give up. You have to come here every year."

Among the six people standing together, one of them, a yellow-skinned man with a thin face, said to another handsome blond man with a sneer on his face.

"You are not the same, you fail every year." The blond man replied lightly.

"It seems that the others are all newcomers, so young." The thin man glanced at Angelet and the others, sneered twice, and stopped talking.

"You laugh so disgustingly." A muscular bald wizard replied coldly. "I heard that the hunting team will let us confront each other first, and you'd better pray that you don't meet me later."

"Don't wait, we can try it now." The thin man sneered.

"What's the noise! ​​Get out of the way!" A delicate-looking black-haired witch suddenly uttered a voice.

"It seems that the hot guy who comes here every year is probably to clear the case." The blond man Revaria smiled lightly, glanced at Angelet and the last white-robed wizard with a hood . The only ones present who did not speak were these two people.

"Close the case? What do you mean?" Ange asked out loud.

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the people looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't you know that joining the hunting and killing team can erase all previous criminal records and stop asking questions?" Revaria was also stunned.

"I don't know." Angelet shook his head slightly. "Can't you join here if you don't want to close the case?"

"Then why do you want to join the hunting team with a high death rate?" The thin man asked the question that everyone wanted to ask. Even the guy with his head down and the hood was looking this way.

Angelet was slightly taken aback.

"I don't even know there are other ways to join." Angelet shrugged helplessly, with a wry smile on his face.

He really didn't know other ways to join the Six Rings. In fact, he came here this time with the idea of ​​getting other ways to join.

This is not only the branch of the hunting force, but also the place where the sixth ring escorts the apprentices and wizards collected. All potential disciples and apprentices received from the south and Haiyan Port will be transferred from here once, and then will be reviewed again before being sent to the various departments of the college assigned by the Central Six Towers.

"I'm here to join the Sixth Ring Enchanting Department." The guy with the hood pulled off the hood, revealing a head of smooth blue hair. It turned out to be a young woman with delicate features. Her right eye was just white, without a pupil, just pale. The left eye is a light blue, which looks a bit permeable.

"So, may I ask which departments you can join?" Angelet asked politely.

"Enchanting, hunting, cultivating, potion." The blue-haired woman replied lightly.

Angelet wanted to ask again, but a deep female voice interrupted him.

"Everyone in this test, if you want to join the hunting team, please come here. If you join other departments, please stay where you are."

The sound echoed directly in the hall, but no one was seen.

Except for Angelet and the blue-haired woman, the four of them followed a wizard in white robes and walked into another room.

Angelet thought about it, but stayed where he was. The agreement between the organization of the little elf and him was that he could not fully expose his talent in pharmacy, at most he could only be an ordinary pharmacist with some potential, and no one could notice his difference.

Angelet weighed the trade-offs, and indeed decided to hide a little bit. After all, if he really wanted to exchange research with those pharmacists, he would have to reveal his secrets in a short time. He is completely ignorant of the basic subjects of pharmacy, relying on nothing but the high-precision analysis and simulation of chips. Then match it according to the basic ingredients, and proceed step by step. The principle is completely different from the research methods of wizards in this world.

One of the purposes of joining Sixth Ring this time is to learn a lot of knowledge here, including pharmacy.

Use the simulation ability to configure a simple potion once, and then you can get in touch with the tower's pharmacy knowledge.

At this time, a gray-robed apprentice walked up to Angelet and the blue-haired woman.

"My lords, please follow me."

Angelet and the two followed the apprentice through and into another hall.

"Which branch do you two want to join?" the apprentice asked as he walked.

"Potion."

"Enchanting." The two answered separately.

"Okay. Cynthia, take this lord to the lord of the Enchanting Department." The apprentice commanded another female apprentice to come over, whispering.

"OK."

Angelet watched as the blue-haired woman was taken away and walked to the other side of the hall.

"My lord, please follow me." The gray-robed apprentice whispered to Angelet.

Nodding, Angelet followed him out of the hall, into a white open-air garden, passed through a garden full of various red and green flowers, and came to a small clear pond. Two old wizards in white robes were standing by the pond and chatting.

"Master Andre, Lord Vesta." The apprentice stepped forward and saluted the two old wizards politely.

The two old men have snow-white hair and wrinkled faces. They don't know how old they are.

When Angelet saw the two of them, he keenly felt that the fluctuations in their mental power were at best liquefied. Because of his compressed mental power, he was able to faintly sense the general stages of other wizards through the force field.

Moreover, after compressing the mental power, it is generally difficult for other wizards to sense his level. But now, in order to avoid suspicion, the degree of breath he released belongs to the gasification stage.

After all, a liquefied wizard in his twenties is really too troublesome. Once found out...