Throne Wizard

With the final game over, the wizarding camp finally won the final 18-14.

The rest of the neutral camp and the people from the Dark Temple didn't even give Liszt a chance to collect blood.

"It's so stingy!" Liszt muttered: "These wizards have put away the beasts and recovered the corpses for our ghosts, can't they?"

Wizard Rebi was in a good mood at this time, and said with a smile: "Didn't you realize that you love the profession of corpse collector so much?"

"Teacher, you will underestimate me." Liszt said seriously: "I have made up my mind since I entered the ghost. Life is a ghost, and death is a ghost. Dedicated to the ghost's corpse collection career!"

"Go, I believe you might as well believe in the dead!"

Wizard Tatara rolled his eyes and said: "You student, you are full of lies, and you don't know which words are true. Seema, talk about it, you know which of his words is true and which is false. of?"

"Well... Liszt... Lord, every word... is true." Wizard Seema said with a look of embarrassment when he recalled the fact that he had been tricked into signing a loyalty contract.

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by both Android and Apple. 】

"What's up with the three of you? Can you all find a common language?"

Liszt looked at the three witches and exaggerated.

He also ran to Lakmond and hugged the orc's shoulders and said, "Dude, are all the women in your place so dishonest?"

"No, the female orcs of our tribe are very real." Lachmond said honestly.

Um, is there an honest man here?

Well, as soon as Liszt let go of the orcs, the wizards disappeared inside the fence gate.

"Haha, congratulations on coming to the fourth item of the trial."

Everyone's eyes flashed, and the surrounding environment changed again.

"Wow…"

As soon as he saw it clearly, Sima Wizard opened his mouth and looked at everything in front of him.

I saw everyone in a huge sea of ​​books. Liszt saw this scene in the wizard tower in Dodge City when he first came to this world.

Compared with here, the library in Dodge City is like a small river of books.

Here is an endless sea of ​​books!

At this moment, Olba's mummified corpse turned his back to the sea of ​​books and looked at the crowd. His voice was hoarse, but he still said with joy: "Congratulations, you are the twenty-third batch of wizards who have come here in the past thousand years."

All the wizards looked eagerly at the bookshelf at the back, and could see the magic books exuding elemental fluctuations.

Or the fiery fire element, or the wind element that gently flutters back to the bookshelf, and there is also the space element that keeps flickering and shuttling.

"here it is…"

"It's amazing!"

"Is it like this in those days?"

"Compared with here, it's no wonder that the floating island outside has nothing."

"I don't know what we are doing here!"

"…"

Olba's mummified corpse looked at the crowd and showed off: "It's spectacular, isn't it!?"

"I believe you must be very shocked to see such a scene!"

"You can come here, I believe that your respective forces also have countless years of history, then you must be incomparable to this place."

"Haha, let's not talk about it, here are the classics that our dwarf throne has survived for five generations."

Olba was very satisfied with the reaction of the little wizard in front of him, and then said: "One generation, 500 million years!"

"This is the power of the Dwarf Throne!"

Liszt raised his hand suddenly and asked, "Then... how did this dwarf throne become a ruin?"

"..." The dwarf Olba stared at him, and the tone he had just shown off abruptly stopped, and said bluntly: "You little wizard, don't ask random questions!"

I didn't expect to ask... But Liszt was really curious, since the dwarf throne is so awesome, it has gone through five generations, why is it broken down like this now?

And the current Claude world seems to have gone through almost 500 million years since it was recorded. Does that mean that this generation is about to come to an end?

After you go out, you should check how many years it is.

Maybe... something big will happen.

"So what exactly is a generation?"

"The so-called generation is the generation of a throne." Olba explained dryly: "You, shut up!"

Then he continued: "Here are all the magic books that our dwarves have survived to this day. All wizards in our time would have a magic book as equipment."

"One is to record all the usual research records, and the other is to store all the spells to form a spell model. The third is that these magic books are all magical equipment that can be grown, which means that you can use one all the time."

"As for what level you will be promoted to, it depends on your talent and strength!"

Olba opened his hands and shouted: "Go, each of you has a chance to choose a magic book, and it is also a chance for these magic books to choose you."

"Perhaps you will have a copy that has been used by mythical wizards, or it may be a blank copy, but either one will be your greatest wealth!"

As soon as Olba finished speaking, the eighteen wizards present exclaimed.

"There is such a good thing? Growable equipment?"

"If you get a magic book of a mythical wizard, why don't you send it?"

"Haha, I got a reward after the third trial."

Liszt is not particularly concerned about magic books. His main concern is the function of these magic books, which stores spells to form spell models.

This is very similar to the principle of forming a spell model in the sea of ​​consciousness!

Is there any connection between the two?

Liszt was puzzled, and now may be a good opportunity to verify.

"Let's go, Liszt." Wizard Rebe motioned to follow.

She is still very interested in these magic books.

In particular, it may be left over from generations before ancient times, and she is very curious about these knowledge.

"Teacher, you go first, I'll be there later."

"Sure enough, it was the right time to come here." Wizard Tatara strolled through the huge sea of ​​books.

All the magic books on the surrounding bookshelves were waiting quietly, and it was unknown which hapless one would choose them.

Seeing that everyone went to the sea of ​​books in front of them to search, Liszt walked to Olba and whispered, "Lord Olba, can I ask you a few questions?"

"You have been asking questions since the beginning. I am just a generational remnant and can't answer too many questions from you." Olba glanced at him and said, "This time, the time to choose the magic book will not be too long. If you miss it, you will lose."

"You should see the difference between me and them." Liszt whispered, "Do you know the reason?"

"have no idea!"

Olba said impatiently: "If you can go to the top floor, there will be everything you want to know."

Olba also wanted to know what happened after that war, and he could see that the wizarding heritage of this generation was very different from theirs.

But he didn't take it to heart. The throne of each generation is different, maybe it is the arrangement on the throne.

Talking too much about things that affect this generation will have very serious consequences.

From the information heard over the past thousand years, there are many mythological wizards in this generation, but the number is far less than their generation.

Liszt then asked, "How to get to the top floor?"

"Through all the trials, you can get there. Little wizard, I am very optimistic about you, I hope you will continue to work hard."

Olba glanced at everyone, and then said: "Go and choose the magic book, this is your key to the top floor!"

"Ok."

Liszt crossed the mummified corpse of Olba and went all the way back, and his mental perception has been placed on these magic books.

"Choose me!"

"Choose me!"

"Hey, Dragonborn, folks, look what I found?"

"Come here, Dragonborn wizard!?"

"Don't choose me, those melee wizards are too subservient to me!"

"…"

Unexpectedly, the characters of these magic books are quite lively, and Liszt couldn't help laughing.

"There are so many books here, I don't know how to choose."

Wizard Seema said in distress.

Seeing her figure, Liszt suggested, "It must be interesting to find those magic books that dislike you!"

"Lister Liszt, I'll follow you, I believe I can choose the right one." Wizard Simma grinned, revealing a fang at the corner of his mouth.

With the deepening of perception, Liszt gradually discovered the difference between these magic books, perhaps because of their words.

"A less than legendary dragonborn wizard... rubbish!"

"Go inside, there will be what you want there."

"Don't be an eyesore here, my last master was beaten to death by someone from the dragonborn wizard school, I'm so **** off this book baby!"

"Baby? How do you look like a baby?"

"Master is called that, why, what do you know, a dirty and ugly short and poor book?"

"…"

Liszt looked at the magic book that claimed to be a baby. It was really beautiful. The cover was silver and white, branded with gorgeous magic patterns, and a hazy figure of a young girl.

He continued to walk inside, none of the magic books felt like he wanted to choose.

As it got deeper and deeper, Wizard Seema said in surprise: "I sensed it, Lord Liszt!"

She looked at a magic book with a blood-red cover on the shelf next to her in surprise, walked over and took it out.

"Yo, a vampire, I like it!"

"Can the old Gorefiend get out of here too?"

"I'm so envious, this old ghost has been here for two generations, and has been relying on it."

"I thought how arrogant, it turned out to be a girl who likes blood clan, I think you are not only bloodthirsty but also lustful!"

Liszt smiled: "Congratulations!"

He looked at the vampire figure branded on the cover, it was a tall and tall nobleman figure.

He was dressed in aristocratic clothes, and he had some gold and silver ornaments hanging all over his body.

His eyes were blood red, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled evilly: "There is also a dragonborn wizard here, who are you interested?"

"And the boy, what are you looking at, let's see if this uncle **** your blood."

Liszt: "..."

This is still a blood clan with character!

He ignored Wizard Seema who was standing on the side and continued to walk inside.

This huge sea of ​​magic books made Liszt unable to walk to the end for a while.

As it goes deeper, there are fewer and fewer wizards around, and each of them has chosen their magic book.

After an unknown amount of time, Liszt seemed to have reached the end of the sea of ​​books.

There was no sound in the perception, and there was only a golden light shining in front of him.

He looked at the light suspiciously. Could this be chosen by the magic book?

"coming?"

Liszt: "Come on."

"Hey, you shouldn't have come..." The voice sighed and continued, "You're here, wouldn't my peaceful and peaceful life end prematurely?"

"..." After Liszt walked in and saw the magic book, he realized what he wanted.

I saw that the magic book had a dark green cover with a golden border, and the book cover was branded with a magic pattern that shone with golden light.

In a trance, a graceful figure of a young girl appeared, wearing a black magic hat with a large brim covering half of her face.

Pink fluorescence on the plump forehead lips, and a black mole on the corner of the mouth.

He was wearing a dark green wizard's robe, holding the magic book in his hand.

He chuckled: "Since the sleep is over, it's time for me to get up and move around. I really don't like the outside world."

Liszt asked curiously, "Aren't you going out?"

"What are you doing out?"

"Never went out once?"

The girl said: "Well, you are the first wizard I met."

"It turned out to be..."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, that's you!" Liszt said quickly: "My name is Waldemar Liszt, how about you?"

"Haha, how can a magic book have a name?" The girl covered her mouth and smiled.

He walked towards him slowly.

The scene in Liszt's eyes disappeared instantly, and he looked around in surprise. At this moment, he was standing at the place just before he left.

There are cheap teachers and the others standing around, everything is like a dream.

"Ok?"

There was a heavy thing in his hand, and only then did he realize that the dark green magic book in the dream was lying quietly in his hand.

[Prop] Magic Book (can grow)

【Level】Legend

[Effect 1] Witchcraft damage +200%

[Effect 2] Witchcraft model (not enabled), the number of which can be stored is three.

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[Growth conditions] Ten legendary souls

This... Legendary magic book damage bonus is 200%? ?

It is already more powerful than the inheritance talent of the dragonborn wizard, and there are three witchcraft models that can be triggered at any time.

"Liszt, you got a magic book too?" Tatara witch asked curiously, looking at the dark green book in his hand, "What's the effect?"

"I don't know, I don't know yet!"

"Let's lie again, we already knew it when we just got it. Look at my magic book, which is still a legendary level, and the spell damage is enhanced by 100%. If I knew it was so powerful, I should have chosen more for a while. of."

Wizard Rebby also held a magic book in his hand, but that one was... a bit ugly, with a skull branded on the black cover, and two strange and cold eyes looked around.

"This is?"

"The Necronomicon Book, the summoned item level +3. Now it is also a legendary level, and there are two spell models." Rebi wizard said calmly.

Level +3? ?

This is also very powerful. With Teacher Cheap's current undead summoning level, it is already possible to summon a 15-level undead creature, which has reached the minimum threshold of the legendary level.

"Have you got it all?"

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