Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Lun's heart was shocked.

Legendary level!

The young man in front of me turned out to be a legendary powerhouse! The movement just now was caused by him.

Baron Arnold is hiding too deeply. The Knight of Apocalypse and the Knight of Judgment, the knight in front of him is the strongest hidden one!

And he is also a legendary powerhouse who is too young!

Lun couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He wanted to explain that he didn't mean any harm. At this moment, several figures appeared out of thin air beside Jesseforth.

When Jessever saw them, he felt certain in his heart. The leader, Malcolm, glanced at him and knew his situation. This was the sequelae of using a desperate situation, and said softly: "Leave it to us."

Jessef nodded.

Immediately, Malcolm looked at Lun who looked embarrassed. Although he knew that the other party was a legendary powerhouse, he could not retreat.

"Mr. Lun, are you here to enjoy the scenery at this time?" Malcolm said, and everyone looked at him.

Lun glanced at the surrounding environment, scenery?

There was nothing else except trees. I don’t know if this sentence was a joke or something else. Lun calmed down and thought it was a step up from the other party. He said: "The scenery of Miracle City is really good, I am fascinated by it. , came here unknowingly.”

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became wonderful, wondering what he meant.

"After admiring the scenery, I'm about to go back. You don't have to send me off." Mr. Lun waved his hand and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"He's leaving now?"

Victor was confused. Why did he feel like he was afraid? This shouldn't be the case for a legendary powerhouse.

A gleam flashed in Harvey's eyes. He turned to look at Jesse and smiled: "Maybe we should ask Jesse what he did."

Hearing this, the others looked surprised. Harvey's words meant that Jesse had scared the other party away.

"Let him rest first, Jesse has just used 'Extremis' and is now very weak." Malcolm said.

Everyone was shocked. Malcolm Chuang's sword skill - desperate situation?

Did Jesseff learn it?

The practice of 'Sword Skill: Desperate Situation' is very difficult. The only ones they know about are Malcolm, the creator, and the Abel Society, and Taylor can only count half of them.

Now there's more Jessepher.

Frank immediately summoned the Holy Grail of Healing. There was still one-third of the Fountain of Life in the cup. He came to Jessepher with the Holy Grail and said, "Here, drink it."

Jessefor knew what it was and did not refuse. He took a sip. Following the entrance of the fountain of life, a warm current rose up in his body. The feeling of powerlessness dissipated and his strength returned.

Everyone returned to the Knights, and Jessef gave a detailed report on what happened. When he mentioned that a mysterious legendary magician was about to attack the territory, everyone looked bad.

Thomas said solemnly: "From Jesse's description, that person should be the black magician we have been searching for. After being injured by Sig, I didn't expect that he would go one step further and break through to the legendary level. This time he appeared at the border of the territory."

"They come to us to seek revenge."

Anthony said affirmatively, "I didn't expect that I was killed by Jessefor before my revenge was avenged."

"No, I guess he's not dead."

Harvey's words made everyone's expressions change slightly, and they all looked over. He explained, "Black magic is a type of magic. One of the magics that man used was necromancy magic, which is similar to the magic used by York. This kind of It is very difficult for magicians to die after becoming legends, and their body is not their weakness."

"Is that really the case?"

Jessefor suddenly understood and said: "After destroying that man's body, the legendary power did not disappear. It was not until your arrival that I regained my original power."

After hearing his words, everyone was convinced that the black magician was not dead, and their hearts became a little heavy.

No one likes an enemy that lurks in the dark and will strike again at any time.

——

at the same time.

In a certain village in the Carlo Kingdom.

Karaman, who was meditating and practicing, felt a cold breath, frowned and opened her eyes, and a black smoke-like shadow appeared in front of her out of thin air.

She was slightly stunned and said, "Why did you do this?"

This shadow was the spiritual body of the black magician. He did not answer, but said in a frightened tone: "We have to leave here immediately."

Black smoke filled the air and enveloped the two of them. Karaman and the black magician lost their traces as the black smoke dissipated.

Three months later.

In a vast forest somewhere, a beautiful woman was followed by a figure in the black mist. She was walking in the dangerous forest, and the monsters could not detect them.

Karaman couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going? What happened to you again? You should be able to tell now."

After so long, the black magician finally regained some peace from his uneasiness, but there was still a shadow in his heart.

Hearing Karaman's inquiry, the black magician's spiritual body looked unhappy. He said: "Go to our companions, find a black magician who can repair my body, and tell them about your joining. As for my You don’t need to ask any more questions.”

"them?"

Karaman noticed his wording. Black magicians were despised by others and were in a situation where everyone was shouting and beating them up. There are still black magicians active now. It seems that they have their own way of communication.

"An organization I joined, a group of black magicians called the 'Dark Society'."

The black magician said nothing and continued on his way with Karaman. Seeing that he had no interest in chatting anymore, Karaman stopped talking.

After continuing like this for more than half a month, the two finally arrived at their destination, which was an old castle hidden deep in the forest.

Karaman was shocked when he looked at the magnificent castle. He didn't expect such a magnificent building to be hidden in this desolate forest.

The two entered the castle and arrived at the core of the castle, a room full of traces of time.

The things placed in the room are all very strange, and they seem contradictory and contradictory when piled up in this room.

There are skulls with cracked skulls, bird-shaped puppets with their springs cut off, half-sections of dead wood, and a cluster of flames on a lamppost that can go out at any time.

From the moment Karaman entered here, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was being stared at by many pairs of eyes.

"Charles, aren't you going crazy to find the power of the Flame Witch? Why are you back so soon? Hey, hahaha, everyone, wake up and see how embarrassed Charles is."

Suddenly, the skull with a cracked skull had blue fireworks rising from its eye sockets, turned its head with a crunch, and said.

As the skeleton's voice fell, other objects in the room came to life one after another. The puppet's clockwork began to rotate, a human face was reflected on the dead wood, and the flames on the lampposts rose up, like a black magician. His soul body is constructed of flames and appears.

Suddenly, the room became crowded.

Seeing such a scene, Karaman's pupils shrank. These are all black magicians, and they are at least fifth-level existences.

"Hmph. I found the power of the Flame Witch, and I also entered the legendary level."

Hearing his companions teasing him, Charles retorted unhappily. His words had an effect, and all the black magicians became excited.

"Charles, have you become a legend? No, you have really gained the power of the Flame Witch? Is that news true?!"

"Quick! Share it quickly."

"You're right, the Flame Witch's power is rare among all witches. If we integrate its power, our situation will not be the same."

Charles sneered and poured cold water on all the black magicians, saying: "I almost died trying to obtain the power of the Flame Witch. You should hurry up and find a way to repair my body."

The soul that emerged from the flames said: "The Witch of Flame masters a special kind of flame. Charles, I have not felt the power of flames from you."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into silence.

Charles was very dissatisfied. His momentum suddenly rose, and the power of a legendary powerhouse covered the entire room. He said, "What do you mean by this? Isn't my current strength not enough to explain it?"

The black magicians didn't speak, and Charles was furious. A secret box appeared in mid-air, and then slowly opened, revealing a blackened fruit peel.

The black magician used their own methods to observe. After a long time, the soul said: "There is power on this thing that we cannot see through. It's just that this last bit of power was absorbed by you, and you were able to break through to the legendary level." , this cannot prove that this thing is the power of the Flame Witch."

Others have similar meanings. The thing in front of them is completely inconsistent with the power of the Flame Witch. It seems that Charles can only be lucky to break through to the legend.

Moreover, the thing in front of me cannot allow the second person to break through the legend, so it is useless.

"Then my body"

"I'll help you contact Derek. He can reshape your body, but you also know that there is a price to pay for him to take action." Deadwood Man Face said, looking at Charles, waiting for his answer.

Charles didn't look very good. He hesitated for a while and said helplessly: "Please contact him for me."

There are no physical limitations that are too great, and the strength will decrease over time, which he cannot accept.

"You wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, the face on the dead wood disappeared. It seemed that he was going to contact the black magician named Derek.

"Charles, is this new member next to you? I have noticed her from the beginning. Our dark association has not had a new member join for a long time." Clockwork Puppet said.

The skeleton joked: "Are you still thinking about becoming a black magician these days? You're out of your mind."

"What's wrong with being a black magician? It's just the prejudice of those stubborn guys."

"You're right, black magic is the right path to becoming a god, they are all wrong!"

The black magicians present all talked about their own things, and the topics got further and further away. Klarman found that they had very different personalities, but they all had a feeling of mental problems.

In short, he doesn't look like a normal person.

Although she didn't care about becoming a black magician, she didn't want to become like this.

"Charles, let me teach this newcomer you brought her something." The clockwork puppet's eyes stared at Karaman, looking eerie.

Charles said it didn't matter. Karaman's pupils shrank and he was about to speak. The next second, he disappeared from the room. Then the clockwork puppet returned to its original state, and the other black magicians laughed playfully.

"I hope this newcomer can last a little longer."

"Although Ansel's method is radical, it is also an opportunity for the newcomer. Of course, the premise is that she can survive it and not be made into a puppet by him, hahaha."

Several black magicians laughed, seeming to be happy remembering the unlucky ones from before, but some of them were sullen and silent.

"Charles, where did you find this thing you brought back? Do you still have it?"

Someone asked that the charred object in the secret box could help the black magician break through the legend. Although he knew that the possibility was very low, he still asked.

"Hmph, don't even think about going to die. That's not something you can covet."

"What does it matter? Let's talk about it."

They didn't pay attention to Charles's attitude. After repeated questioning, Charles told the origin of the secret box, which made the black magicians puzzled.

"Is there such a powerful person in the Carlo Kingdom? I am looking forward to it more and more. I will go there after a while after I solve some trivial matters."

"I happen to have something to do in the Olivia Empire, so I'll come with you."

"I also."

In a moment, dozens of black magicians gathered together and reached a consensus to go to the Carlo Kingdom together. Some of them are treasures for cultivation in order to break through to the legendary level; some are just out of curiosity. They are already legendary level experts and do not need this thing.

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Arnold territory.

After an impassioned speech, Ron gained more than half of his disciples, and the rest were foreign students. They had a certain foundation in magic, and coupled with the education they received, it was difficult for them to regard Ron as themselves. A real teacher.

Ron was prepared for this.

"Next, I will teach you the first lesson as your teacher, Ancient Language Magic."

Hearing this, the students from the royal family and inherited families all showed shocked expressions.

Ancient language magic is something that can only be accessed in the Seven Magic Tower. It is almost impossible to see in the kingdom, so it is extremely precious.

And Baron Arnold wants to teach them?

They looked serious, not daring to miss anything. The performances of these people all fell into Ron's eyes, and he laughed secretly in his heart. Although the ancient magic he wanted to teach was real, it was just an ordinary spell, and its effect was similar to that of daily magic.

This ancient language magic was naturally taught to him by Nidhogg, and he could easily understand it without any obscurity.

When Ron finished teaching ancient English magic, all the students at the Magic Academy became his disciples!

Magic talent has greatly increased, but according to talent evaluation, it is still within the level 2 range, but Ron's training speed is several times faster than before.

From this point of view, one disciple with high talent can bring far greater improvement than hundreds of disciples with low talent.

Ron is not in a hurry about this. The Magic Academy is only the first class, and he will have more disciples in the future. And because of the entry effect of "Outstanding People", after 11 years, when newborns reach the age of enrollment, those with high talents will More and more, the improvement in his talent increases.

He wanted to see if, with the purple [Famous Teacher and Disciple] entry, he could surpass the golden cultivation talent.

There is no limit to how many disciples he can accept!

Four days later.

Ron woke up from his meditation practice. He looked slightly happy and couldn't help but chuckled: "From today on, I am also a real magician."

Recruiting a disciple brought a huge improvement in talent, and he broke through to a first-level magician earlier.

and.

As a side effect of 'immortality', his talents and qualifications are steadily improving in all aspects, which means that he is also a full-scale magician!

Such talent and qualifications can be called a magic genius.

The smile on Ron's face grew brighter.