You call this a black hand?

It was very quiet at first in the special training ground that seemed to be endless.

Mellen, who was sitting on the central chair, even had time to close his eyes and meditate.

But gradually, footsteps sounded quietly, ranging from weak to heavy, seeming to represent the slow approach of some mysterious existence.

However, before Meren could see the figure of this thing, a short scream suddenly came out, and then stopped abruptly.

Then a wisp of green mist floated quietly at the end of the field of vision.

The mist originally rushed towards Mellen's body, but in the end it inexplicably merged into the black box placed on his lap.

At the same time, another set of footsteps sounded, and there seemed to be one more footstep than before.

However, they were still not seen by Melen. After getting close for a while, they suddenly disappeared.

Then the number of footsteps began to multiply.

Four channels, eight channels, sixteen channels... until they are so densely packed that you can't hear the specific number.

Mellen also saw the owner of these footsteps.

They were translucent human figures. Some were dressed like knights, some were like nuns, some were wearing robes like businessmen, and some were ancient nobles in gorgeous clothes. They were dressed in different clothes and looked different.

The only thing they have in common is that when they look at Melen, or rather look at the luminous gold coin in Melen's hand, their eyes are full of greed.

Obviously, these things are ghosts.

They were not approaching very fast, and their bodies bathed in the surrounding light continued to blur.

Wisps of green mist rose up as a result, like the evaporated liquid in the ghost's body. After birth, it couldn't wait to get into the black box on Melen's lap.

As more and more mist is swallowed up, the color on the box slowly changes.

It wasn't until it turned completely green that Mellen took out a second box and replaced it.

Repeating this, the ghosts that were originally only in the distance became closer and closer, densely packed, and looked particularly penetrating.

As the number increases, the rate of their individual demise becomes slower and slower. Obviously, the intensity of this "purification" is constant, and the greater the number, the more dispersed they are.

So in the end, a blurry ghost of an elderly noble whose face could not be seen finally withstood the pressure and approached within one meter of Melen, greedily reaching out to grab the gold coin in his palm.

But Meren did not let it succeed. Instead, he flicked the gold coin into the crowd of ghosts.

Then the slow-moving ghosts went crazy and suddenly started fighting over it.

It wasn't until an unknown ghost snatched the gold coin and swallowed it "into its belly" that they refused to disperse.

The surroundings returned to a quiet state, empty, and it was as if everything had never happened.

It's just that Melen has three more green boxes in his hand.

On the surface not far away, there is a pool of blue dust with mist rising quietly.

That's the so-called ghost dust, the universal currency of the wizarding world.

After taking a glance, Mellen ignored the money on the ground and slowly opened one of the green boxes.

As far as the eye can see, a green medal with a ring and an inverted triangle logo is placed quietly inside. It looks like it is made of metal and seems to be very heavy.

However, when Meren stretched out his hand to touch it, the textured object seemed to melt and instantly penetrated into his fingertips.

This round of practice is completed.

Feeling a coolness mixed with something inherent in him that circulated in his body, and finally was hidden somewhere in his body, Meren was silent.

Normal practice does not have such a box, and some simply absorb the "purified" mist directly.

These mists continue to accumulate, and when they reach a certain level, they will naturally condense into a "ladder" leading to the next level.

But the heir's way of practice has an extra box.

In other words, there is an additional cultivation node that needs to be manufactured through very cumbersome means and many precious materials to further process the mist into a "medal".

After absorbing more of this kind of medal, Meren's chest will also gradually have a real one that belongs to him.

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The medal was born, has wonderful functions, and has the functions of a normal wizard.

However, what made him feel weird was that after he sucked the medal into his body just now, he didn't find it gathering on his chest.

Instead, it blended into the bones of the body, inexplicably blending with the mysterious substances absorbed and accumulated through the breathing method.

"I won't mutate again..."

He took out a book and looked at his own fate. He didn't find any serious accidents, but Mellen was still a little concerned about it.

The abnormality in the breathing method has just passed not long ago, and now the path of the wizard has become special.

I don’t know what this will ultimately bring...

While secretly pondering, Melen had apparently opened the other two boxes and absorbed the two medals into his body one after another.

After feeling my third hand, I didn't feel any fatigue.

So Mellen took out a gold coin and continued to practice.

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At the same time, although he was depressed because the conspiracy did not succeed, the young man named Lambert immediately put all these thoughts behind after entering the training venue.

Sitting on the chair, he first integrated his third hand into the chair. After seeing that the spread of light was as big as a small square, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and then took out the gold coins, hoping to attract the ghosts to come closer.

At first, this process went very smoothly. Visible to the naked eye, ghosts kept coming out of the darkness around them, and then stepped into the light area without hesitation.

However, gradually, he discovered that the "cultivation resources" that should have been more and more abundant and eventually enough to fill all the bright areas were becoming increasingly scarce.

It’s not even enough for him to complete a perfect practice!

"what happened?"

Looking at the sparse ghosts around him, Lambert frowned.

He has already discovered that this is because there are no new resources to replenish in the dark fog outside.

But why there was no supplement, he couldn't understand at all.

Is it the same as his previous plan?

Was he deliberately intercepted by the people below?

This is simply impossible.

As the top five freshman in the overall ranking and the second-ranked freshman in Oak College, below him, except for the first-ranked one, is the young mixed-blood who enjoys the highest treatment based on merit.

With these two people alone, no matter how talented they are, it is impossible for them to take away the resources that belong to him.

Unless they join forces and have a special way to do this.

Lambert himself mastered a certain special method, but he did not believe that the two following people also mastered it.

Even if they had it, they wouldn't be able to suck it so cleanly.

So he guessed that there was something wrong with the environment.

So Lambert got up and left his seat, hurriedly opened the door and walked out, ready to ask the old professor who led the team.

As soon as the results came out, he was shocked to find that he was not the only one who encountered this situation.

The five highest-ranked students in the same area also pushed out the door with confused faces!

"Is this the case for you too?"

"Yes, it's inexplicable."

"You don't do the same, do you?"

"Where is the professor?"

Being at the bottom of the spire, the environment is particularly dark. Of course, the old professor who leads the team is not here.

So several people who encountered the problem decided to go together and ask.

When they turned around to look, they were all stunned.

Because no one came out from behind the bottom door.

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