Spellcasting Heavens

How about it, isn't it exciting? You know it's one of my favorite designs, and every time I jump off it, it makes me feel like I'm back when I was young. Of course, if you don't like it, you can Go to the portal next to you, there's no need to jump with it. Ansrem Ruinwever tidyed up his robes that had been ruffled by the wind, and there was an undisguised playfulness on his face. There was no doubt that he was absolutely is intentional.

At this moment, Zhang Cheng has a look of a slap in the face, and he really wants to punch the opponent's old face, but considering the huge gap in strength between the two sides, he still decides to swallow the bad breath and pretend to be a He responded calmly: It doesn't matter, this stimulation is nothing to me.

Really? The little guy who jumped down with me last time pissed his pants.

The archmage glanced meaningfully between his legs to confirm that there were no traces of water stains, and then shook his head regretfully, turned and walked forward along the marble-paved road.

Well, now I finally know why your daughter ran away from home and became a pirate... Zhang Cheng muttered to himself in a voice that he could only hear.

He would never forget that in the game, far away in Treasure Bay, at the southernmost tip of the Eastern Continent, there is a quest called Handsome Guy Duncan, whose publisher is Ansrem Luinwewal's daughter - Kate Sharp Blade Forest.

The young girl professed to like the pursuit of excitement, and was unwilling to deal with moldy books and boring old wizards all day, so she sneaked out of Dalaran.

Zhang Cheng originally thought that this must be another story of rebelliousness that his children couldn't understand their parents' painstaking efforts, but now his mind has changed. He thinks that this is not some kind of bullshit rebelliousness at all, but a family inheritance!

Blade Caitlin definitely inherited her father's genes, so she is so keen on adventure.

Just when he was secretly slandering the wonderful father and daughter, the two had unknowingly walked into a domed hall. After seeing it, an old mage who was busy immediately put down his work and stood up and bowed: Good afternoon, Your Honorable Archmage, may I ask you to make a sudden visit. Is there anything important?

No, Charles, it's nothing too important. I'm just taking the young man behind me for a test. By the way, I'll let you know that the status of Risen on the list can be changed from missing to dead. Ansrem Ruin Weaver explained his purpose bluntly.

The white-haired old man called Charles helped his glasses, raised his head and looked at Zhang Cheng up and down. After a while, he nodded lightly: Understood, he is Risen's apprentice, right?

Yes, he not only brought the news of Risen's death, but also returned a lot of precious materials lost in the library. By the way, how did you find out? The Archmage asked curiously.

It's very simple. He wears Risen's violet ring on his hand. It was made by me, how could I not recognize it. After that, Charles sighed slightly, as if he was dying for another young mage. Pity.

So that's it... Only then did Ansrem Ruinweiver realize that Zhang Cheng's left and right index fingers were wearing a ring symbolizing the membership of the Kirin Tor Council, and immediately said, Come on, child, Take your ring off and show me.

As you wish. Zhang Cheng understood that he had no right to refuse, and quickly took off the ring and placed it in the other's palm.

The archmage lowered his head and carefully inspected the inner wall of the ring, as if he was looking for something.

About half a minute later, he finally found a few small words in an inconspicuous place: Ah, found it. As you said, one belongs to Risen, but the owner of the other is very interesting. Now. Tell me, young man, where did you get this ring?

I don't know the specifics, but the militia who sent it to me said,

This is the trophy of his accidental killing of a psychic with heavy casualties. Zhang Cheng replied without thinking.

Hahaha! It's ironic! Who would have thought that the traitor Damien would end up dying at the hands of the militia he despised the most. Very good, this is the best news I've heard in recent months. Luin Weaver laughed happily.

Traitor? Zhang Cheng undoubtedly heard this name for the first time, and looked at the old mage beside him with a puzzled expression.

The latter explained in a low voice: Since the destruction of Dalaran, a small group of mages who have lost their relatives and friends are eager for revenge, so they secretly conduct research that is forbidden, and Damian is one of the best. He even hesitated. Abandoned the identity of the living, brought a lot of precious research results to the undead, and before leaving, he also created a magical accident, and Sanming's apprentice died on the spot.

Enough! Charles! You don't have to tell this tragedy to a young man who has just set out on the path of magic. Take the test, I'm very much looking forward to his results. If you don't know it, he was in a one-on-one meeting just now. In the arcane duel, he killed a Forsaken Mage who was much stronger than himself. Although it is a bit speculative, it is enough to prove his intelligence and adaptability. Ansrem Ruinweiwor said, while He found a chair and sat down with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Oh? Is it? Let's just say that, I'm starting to have a little anticipation. Charles cocked the corners of his mouth and pulled out a stack of books bound with silk thread from the table behind him, which was littered with tools and books. Here, first of all, the test of theoretical knowledge, as long as you can answer more than 30% of the questions here, you will pass.

Staring at this heavy book, which is almost as thick as an adult man's fist, Zhang Cheng suddenly had a sense of despair and collapse in his student days when he just got the Five-year College Entrance Exam and Three-Year Simulation.

Who would have thought that the Kirin Tor Mage, who has always been known for being mysterious, arrogant and powerful, the entry test turned out to be an outrageous written test...

But despair returns to despair, collapse returns to collapse, and what needs to be done is always done.

After borrowing a quill from the old mage, he quickly calmed down and began to answer all kinds of strange questions in the book based on the knowledge forcibly instilled in his mind.

What surprised him was that every time he answered a question, the book would automatically judge right or wrong, which meant that he had no chance to check or revise. Right was right and wrong was wrong.

Obviously, this book is an interesting magic item. Maybe even the questions are random. The answerer must have a sufficient theoretical knowledge reserve, and it is absolutely impossible to pass any special skills such as highlighting. Pass the examination.

As for cheating...

Zhang Cheng didn't realize who could cheat under the 360-degree monitoring of the two archmages and the Eye of Magic without being discovered.