Wizards Can Collect

　　In the method of the black wizard, organ transplantation is not to replace blood lineage, but as an alternative magic device, which has many advantages.

　　 The ultimate goal, and the most important one, is to deepen the manipulation of certain energy particles, thereby increasing the probability of advanced formal wizards.

　　 Generally speaking, apprentices at level 4 or 5 and their mental power is at a standstill. Only then are they considering replacing their organs as a last resort to stimulate mental power.

　　Obviously, Charlie was ahead of schedule, which was not worth the gain in efficiency.

　　 "You are dead." Charlie's face was fierce, and as his mood changed, the bugs began to crawl out frantically.

　　 Even though he said so, he still chose to gamble.

　　 "It's really ugly, don't lose Bambora's face." Roque smiled freely, but he was secretly warned. He had only heard of organ transplantation, but he had never really been hostile.

　　 At a distance of four meters, Charlie directly performed witchcraft.

　　 "Curtain of Shadows"

　　 This witchcraft completely abandoned the manipulation and spread out at once. A faint gloom enveloped half of the ring. Charlie also used the magic wand to increase it. Looking at the scope of the witchcraft, you know that the magic wand is not of ordinary quality.

　　 Roque's grudge passed by, and he hurried back a few steps, avoiding the witchcraft range, and staring fixedly ahead.

　　 In the place shrouded in gloom, I can't see anything inside. The range of four or five meters divides the ring into three.

　　Charlie took the initiative to go deep into it.

　　 "Can bugs tell the direction?" Rock thought secretly, and he kept thinking about Charlie's purpose.

　　 Glancing behind him, he has a clear understanding, and Zha Wang used this to narrow the distance and constantly compress his space, unless he enters the dark light and enters the home court created by Charlie.

"The magic wand is more than a hundred magic stones, right? Where did this **** come from?" Roque muttered nonchalantly. The next second, his eyes flickered, "Take a new organ to show off. It's so arrogant. Let you see the society." sinister."

　　 He took out a small bottle with some brown mucus in it, uncorked it, and poured it into his palm.

　　 The mist wafted out of the palm of the hand, was swept forward by the wind, and continued to expand, constantly moving forward, toward the area covered by the gloomy light.

　　 "Damn it, what's the matter?"

　　 For a moment, Charlie's slightly panicked voice resounded in the gloom.

　　 After a second or two, the curtain of shadow gradually dissipated, the small half of the ring was reappeared, and Charlie's figure was also revealed.

　　 His condition is a bit bad. The bugs crawled frantically, not only the nose, but also the ears and mouth, all with blood stains, and they are out of control.

　　 Seeing this scene, Roque was secretly speechless. He did not expect that the effect was so good. He glanced at the bottle in his hand and quickly put it away.

　　 Actually, it is not a rare poison, it is the saliva of Wu Chong Buss. After he talked about Charlie's situation, Mia specially provided it. It is said that it has a miraculous effect on the newly unstable insect nest.

　　 The battle ended too quickly, which disappointed many people who were looking forward to a tragic fight.

　　 "Is this allowed? In the arena, it's not fair to use strange means." Riel said in a jealousy.

"The power of knowledge, if newcomers want to succeed, they must bear the consequences, understand." Bearded Howard said lightly, "The battle between apprentices is also a contest between wisdom and knowledge. You have to meet the white witch apprentice's methods. That's an exaggeration."

　　 "Rock is showing up again, even though he is already showing up." Riel sighed.

　　 "It's different. He used to be only talented, but now he still has strength. This is the veritable number one newcomer, unless someone is more popular than him." Howard glanced at his junior and shook his head slightly.

　　 "Hey, Howard, what do you mean?" Riel saw him, staring at him tightly.

　　 On the ring, the swarm of insects on Charlie's body tended to become more and more intense, and Roque did not approach.

　　 "I think the competition is over." He reminded.

　　 "Winner, Rock." The three fog wolves glanced at Charlie and announced loudly.

The voice of 　　 fell, and another person jumped onto the ring and appeared beside the protective cover.

　　 "Are you the last one?" The Mist Girl motioned for him to test his blood.

　　 "No, please let me go in. Inside is my fellow student." Apprentice Warren pointed to Charlie.

　　 At this time, the three fog wolves asked the people around again, but no one responded, and the fog lady removed the protective shield.

　　Warren walked to Charlie's side, and the worms dancing around him calmed down. Charlie was panting heavily, and his condition got worse.

　　 Warren took the wand and walked out with Charlie.

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　　 The wand broke free from Warren and flew towards Rock, which he subconsciously caught.

　　 "It's the rule to keep the spoils." It turned out that the Maid of the Mist had taken action.

　　Warren stopped, and looked back at Rock, saw that he was holding his wand and looked indifferent, leaving a word.

　　 "Let the magic wand go to you first, let's communicate with each other later." Because the Mist is here, Warren doesn't want to say anything excessive after all.

　　 Obviously, the wand is not Charlie's, but Warren's.

　　 "Wait." Rock called the two of them and said loudly, "Charlie, you should want to know what relics Haydn left behind. I think many people want to know, it is better to stay and witness together."

　　 Hearing the words, Charlie glanced at Warren and saw him nodding slightly.

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 "Wait, you will know."

　　 The two stayed, and the people who were going to disperse gathered around the ring again. Most of them were originally interested in the relics, especially the hidden secret information.

　　 "Please, two, I hope to take over the relics left by the ancestors in this ring." Roque said to the three fog wolves and the fog girl.

　　 "No problem, make sure you don't dare to grab it." The Mist Girl said first.

　　 After a while, a few lone fog wolves carried two boxes on their backs, and the boxes were not big. Think about it, it’s impossible for an apprentice to leave much stuff in the dormitory, and the extra stuff is usually replaced with magic stones.

　　 "This belongs to the apprentices Haydn and Ilya, and this is left by the apprentices of the other Bambora family." A lone fog wolf pointed to the two boxes and said.

The box was nailed to death~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the eyes of everyone’s expectation, Roque opened the box left by Haydn without saying a word, including experimental equipment, mage robes, a small part of materials, and spare weapons. There is also a metal notebook.

　　 When he saw the metal notes, he understood that this was everyone's goal.

　　 Wizard notes, like magic wands, are special equipment for wizards. They are not necessary for apprentices. There are spiritual imprints on them. When the owner of the notes is alive, it is difficult for outsiders to open.

When 　　 is forced to open, the text inside will be disordered by itself, and part of the content will be changed by itself. Only a piece of knowledge is full of errors and omissions. It is fatal to use it.

　　 After the owner of the note dies, it is not easy to handle it, so he has to be careful.

　　 Rock tugged, and the metal pages seemed to be one piece, tightly closed. He pulled a few more vigorously, and the eyelids of the person next to him jumped.

　　 "The things left by your ancestors, you can drop your blood first, and then open them with mental power." Under the ring, an old apprentice couldn't help but remind, for fear that he would directly destroy the wizard's notes.

　　 Roque is in trouble. As a prudent person, in a world full of wizards, facing unknown objects, how dare he bleed casually. It is only a curse, just in case.

　　 He glanced at the drop of blood not far away, and he had an idea.

　　 In the eyes of everyone incomprehensible, he took a few steps with the notebook, squatted down, and rubbed the ground.

　　 "Ahem, be steady, the instructor once said that you must be cautious with everything." Seeing the strange eyes of the people around, Roque explained with a straight face.

　　 "This bastard!" On one side, Charlie gritted his teeth, it was his blood.

　　 Under the ring, many old apprentices showed their admiring eyes and secretly said, this guy has the demeanor of my generation, we must not underestimate it.