My Magic Age

At the beginning of the school year, the learning atmosphere in the magic academy was extremely strong. This top advanced magic academy in the Green Empire gathered the best young magicians, and almost every magician was a leader in the field of magic. Coming to such a magic palace, all magic students were eager to absorb the nutrients in the academy and grow up quickly.

Before the morning magic class started, many magic students had already finished meditating in the square of the academy facing the rising sun. They gathered in groups of three or two by the fountain in front of the teaching building with magic books in their arms waiting for the morning class. Everyone would also discuss some academic issues about magic.

I walked slowly into the Royal Magic Academy. When I walked, my wounds were still involved. In order to avoid tearing the wounds again, I walked very slowly.

No matter where I go, the magic students in front of me will take the initiative to make way for me, whether they are senior students or junior magic students. Even some magic students who don't know me will retreat after seeing the subconscious actions of their companions, and then ask their friends around them what is going on...

In the academy, the young magic students of the Imperial Capital Gang sat on the long marble railings in front of the teaching building. The railings were engraved with exquisite reliefs. Their talking and laughing appearances were the focus of many magic students' attention. Many people who passed by the railings would take the initiative to greet them. At this time, I slowly walked up the stone steps outside the teaching building. Noah and Shirley Newman were chatting with their friends in the crowd beside the fountain. Senior Vernon was also standing by a low shrub wall with a few friends. They saw me at the same time.

The smiles on the faces of the young magicians of the Imperial Capital Gang froze on their faces, and then they dispersed in front of everyone's sight and disappeared at the entrance of the teaching building. Among this group of magic students, I didn't see Diego and Ivan, who loved to show off the most. I don't know what decision Ivan and Diego made after yesterday. It seems that they want to climb out of the quagmire of the Rune Plate Workshop as soon as possible.

At this time, Noah and Vernon gathered around me and walked into the teaching building under the gaze of many magic students. I don't know when I became a celebrity in the eyes of the magic students of the academy.

According to Noah, everyone knows that the magician from the North is the king of duels in the academy.

After the magic class in the morning, Noah and Vernon asked me to go out for lunch. Considering that I would have to endure more pain if I took one more step, I rejected their invitation and ran directly to the office of scholar Sean on the second floor of the library. I wanted to continue to look for some information related to angels, so I wanted to listen to the advice of scholar Sean.

Those who can wait until the second floor of the magic library are basically senior magic students. In addition to having sufficient contribution points, they have also reached a certain level of understanding of magic, so they are qualified to go to the second floor of the library. There are many magic books above level 3 on the bookshelf here. The Green Empire advocates fire magic, so there are the most fire magic books here.

Of course, some travel notes, miscellaneous talks, magic diaries, magic experiment notes, etc. in the library also account for a large part of the collection.

I asked scholar Sean for some magic information about angels. Scholar Sean was a little surprised why I had focused my energy on this recently, and said to me earnestly: "Ji Jia, you just read some information about Hell Flame and the demons a few days ago. Why did you start to pay attention to the information about Cloud City and angels recently? These angels have not had any contact with the human world for many years."

I moved the ladder and looked for information about angels on the top floor. These materials are relatively unpopular, so I set my sights on the least noticeable place on the bookshelf.

I lowered my head from the ladder and said to Scholar Sean: "Scholar Sean, it is said that angels and demons are mortal enemies. Is this true?"

My eyes moved away from a magic book of "Wind Shield", and I heard Scholar Sean looking up and saying to me: "Of course, angels guard the gate of the Kingdom of God, and demons guard the gate of Hell. The endless battle between the two sides has continued since the birth of the world. Even now, angels and demons are still fighting to the death on certain planes in the upper layer."

Hearing Scholar Sean say this, I even imagined the sky with rolling dark clouds, lightning and thunder, the ground burning with flames, and cracks everywhere extending to the depths of the ground. There was no other breath in the entire plane except angels and demons. On this battlefield, angels and demons were fighting endlessly.

I remembered some exquisite reliefs I saw on the outer wall of Campbell Sanatorium. The top relief had some angels and demons fighting each other. There was even a group of giant dragons flying over the battlefield filled with smoke. I flipped through a magic book and said to Scholar Sean, "Scholar Sean, is there really a dragon kingdom in this world?"

Scholar Sean's eyes showed some memories. Obviously, my words evoked some memories of him.

In fact, I know that there must be a place where giant dragons live in a corner of this world, because many books have recorded that the Green Empire once had a group of powerful dragon knights. The companions of these dragon knights were real dragons, not those ground dragons, sub-dragons and flying dragons that only had a trace of dragon blood.

Scholar Sean said:

"We like to call the plane where the dragons live called the Kingdom of Dragons, and the elves like to call it Dragon City. In short, they are just higher planes with rich resources. It's best not to know about these for the time being, people. Greed in your heart is like a seed buried in the soil. Once it grows, it is difficult to get rid of it. When your own strength has not reached that level, if you understand it rashly, it will become a curse. "

I didn't expect Scholar Sean to say this, but I just asked afterwards. As we all know, the dragons have already cut off contact with humans. Maybe it really has to wait until the demons invade the entire world, and humans may still have contact with the giants. The dragons have a chance to cooperate, but now, the dragons have gone to places where humans can't find them yet.

I saw that there was almost no information on introducing angels in the library on the second floor. I expected that these materials would require higher-level permissions and could only be found on the third floor of the library. Thinking of this, I decided to settle for the next best thing, so I Said: "Scholar Sean, I want to know some information about the Wing Clan people. I heard that they have the power of the blood of angels. Is this true?"

Scholar Sean frowned slightly and said with an extremely serious expression: "Actually, I think you should focus on studying those elementary magic rune boards. I still remember that you did it at a magic salon party last winter. After the wonderful speech, he showed the water magicians Everyone is holding a wait-and-see attitude towards the refrigerator you designed. Time and facts have proven that you are right. Those elementary magic rune boards with simple and rough design concepts have almost become the best-selling products in the Imperial Capital Magic Market this summer. These are far better than yours. It makes a lot more sense to focus on angelic and demonic bloodlines.”

I ignored what Scholar Sean said and continued to ask him: "What is the blood power of those winged humans?"

"The Wings are all the darlings of the wind." Seeing that I refused to listen to his advice, Scholar Sean could only sigh softly, his expression a little ugly.

Then he couldn't help but ask me: "Why do you suddenly want to know this, and why do you look so bad today?"

At this time, I reached for a magic book on the top floor. After rolling down the sleeves of my magic robe, I revealed an arm covered with fresh scars. Scholar Sean saw it at a glance and asked me: "... on your body What happened to your injury? Who did you fight with? Don’t you rarely lose in this area?”

I took a look at the increasingly lighter scars on my arm and explained to Scholar Sean: "This injury was not caused by fighting with others. It was just an accident and accidentally triggered an elemental storm."

Scholar Sean heard me talk about the elemental storm and said with surprise: "Uh, what? Encountered an elemental storm?"

After he looked at me carefully for a while, he nodded and said, "Oh, it looks pretty good. He actually survived..."

I didn’t say anything next. I walked straight to the front of the bookshelf, climbed on the table and pulled out a magic book covered with thick dust from the bookshelf. Then I dusted off the dust on the top of the magic book and handed it to me. And said to me casually: "This book introduces some history about angels. I want to know more about that period." Some of the situations should not be too difficult. At that time, humans and angels established a close relationship, and angels once became the guardians of humans. There are also some precious historical documents in the library introducing that period of history. I will help you later. Go and find out, today’s magicians rarely pay attention to that period of history!”

Scholar Sean knew the magic books here very well and quickly helped me find some such magic information.

Carrying this information, I came to an empty seat and began to carefully study the past history.

It's a pity that many of the things recorded in those books are repeated, and I actually know most of them. I have basically learned these about magic and the history of the Green Empire when I was in the Junior Magic Academy. I have not studied these. I couldn't help but be a little disappointed when I found out about the inheritors of angels in the information, or what kind of abilities the blood of angels actually has.

The demon on the nameless island said that I was a demon, and the Elfin magician of the Mo family guessed that I had the blood of an angel in my body. I thought that maybe I would have the chance to meet an angel in the future, and maybe I could find the answer. .

Several third-year seniors surrounded Scholar Sean and asked him to explain some academic questions about water magic. It was difficult to get away for a while, so I sat down quietly to study the information.

The library on the second floor is very bright, and there is a row of long tables near the window, which are specially provided for magic students to read magic books.

Of course, each of these magic books on the second floor of the library requires contribution points from the college. I have not participated in the activities organized by the college during this period, and there is no contribution value. Being able to read these magic books is actually a tribute to Xiao Xiao. The light of the benefactor.

In addition to my master-disciple relationship with Scholar Sean, this is also because I am a member of the Water Magician Guild.

There was a magic student sitting across from him. There was a thick magic book in front of him. When the pages were opened, there was a slightly more complicated magic pattern circle inside, with notes written all around. The magic student was seizing the time. He copied this magic pattern circle into his magic notebook, and copied the notes in detail. He was very serious and focused. In order to make the magic pattern circle depicted closer to the original picture in the book, He went through this drawing process very slowly.

copy……

At this time, I suddenly remembered that when I was in Haiyuan City, the great wizard Zampura invited me to the Janna library in Haiyuan City. I looked through many magic books written in Janna language there. At that time, I just forcibly printed those magic books in the sea of ​​spirit. Those photos sealed in the sea floated in front of my eyes one by one. I felt that I should find a time to copy down those magic books recorded in my mind completely. When these memory photos fade in the sea of ​​spirit, maybe the pictures and texts in those books will be distorted.

Thinking of this, I also took out a thick stack of magic parchment, magic engraving pen and a bottle of starry sky magic ink from my magic waist bag, and began to write down the photos printed in the sea of ​​spirit on the long table in the library. In fact, I didn't even know how to spell these Janna words. It was just that photo that was printed in the eye mask, and then the shadows of those words appeared on the blank magic parchment in my eyes. I used the magic engraving pen to quickly record those Janna words on the magic parchment along those shadows...

Most of the water magicians are a group of marginalized magicians, and they can only be regarded as a disadvantaged group in the magic world. Many water magicians have some "wide" hobbies besides learning water magic, such as making magic scrolls. This is easier to get started, and you don't need to become an inscriptionist to draw. If the success rate is improved, it can also add some extra income for yourself. In addition, many water magicians also like to study the history and writing of other races, such as the lost goblin civilization, the runes left by the Titans in some ancient ruins, etc.

For a scroll-making master, I was not slow in drawing magic patterns and copying. I copied three pages of magic parchment without realizing it.

After I finished drawing the third piece of magic parchment, I reached out and dipped the magic engraving pen in some magic ink, then laid another piece of magic parchment, stretched my body, moved my sore joints, and prepared to continue copying. Then I heard Scholar Sean standing behind me and asked me with some surprise: "Do you know the Janna language?"

I raised my head and shook my head decisively.

He stared at the three pages of magic parchment on the table, and the expression in his eyes clearly asked me: 'What are those? '.

I explained to Scholar Sean: "I saw the magic book in the Janna Library in the City of the Abyss. Although I don't know what is written on it, it doesn't prevent me from writing them down..."

Scholar Sean looked at me speechlessly, as if he was looking at a monster.

"..."