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Chapter 126

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As the only female talent in the room, Nausica was the first to enter the room.

"What's your talent, Miss Nausica? I'm looking forward to it! " Sailum's little face was full of smiles. He always showed the greatest enthusiasm to Lord Asbel, whom he respected the most.

"I wonder what my talent will be? My professor said I have a Nightmare Form. Maybe it has something to do with it? "Angor wondered.

A moment later, Nausica walked out of the room with a thoughtful look on her beautiful face.

"Miss Nausica, what's Mister Tree Spirit's recommendation?" Sailum asked excitedly.

Sailum's question caught everyone's attention as well. They were all talents in the same batch. They couldn't tell who had more potential yet, but they all wanted to compare.

Nausica had no intention of hiding her talent. "Mister Shulin suggested I focus on Bloodline Arts, but I don't know what kind of Bloodline Arts I should focus on."

"Bloodline?" Everyone was shocked by Nausica's choice. A female talent was going to focus on Bloodline?! But when they recalled that Nausica was one of the only two people who won the deathmatches, they felt relieved. With such a strong body, it was normal for a female to focus on Bloodline.

A female Bloodline Wizard? Angor recalled a graceful figure. He saw Lady Heroline in Greya's Barbie's Restaurant. She seemed to be a Bloodline Wizard. Back on the cloud whale, Flora told him that Heroline's nickname was "Moray Eel Woman". She was a wizard who fused with the bloodline of a moray eel.

Angor looked at Nausica and wondered what kind of bloodline this generous woman would fuse with.

Next, the second, the third, the fourth … all came out from Tree Spirit's room. Tree Spirit's suggestions were all about Elemental Talents, but they all focused on different things. The only one who was different from the others was the big fat boy Fosah. After a test, Tree Spirit suggested Fosah to focus on Bloodline.

Soon, it was Sailum's turn.

When Sailum came out from the Tree Spirit's place, he looked lost. No one knew what he was thinking. When Nausica asked him about his talent, he hesitated for a while before he answered "Elementalism".

"So what if it's the Elemental Faction? What are you disappointed about? Do you think the elemental side is weaker than the other sides? " He was familiar with the books in Sunders' library, so he knew that there was no such thing as a strong or weak framework. It all depended on how a wizard chose his or her own path.

Sailum shook his head. "Not really. I also like Elementalism. But Mr. Tree Spirit also said that my focus is …"

Sailum suddenly stopped talking. Angor and Nausica exchanged a look.

Nausica whispered, "Mister Tree Spirit didn't tell me what to focus on. Sailum must have a special talent."

"What's the focus?" Angor asked.

Sailum said in a low voice, "He suggested that I choose the branch of Darkness."

Dark element?! Angor raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect Sailum's talent to focus on Elementalism, which was rare. It was even rarer than Occult wizards.

"Why Darkness? You can choose any metal, wood, water, fire, or earth. Why Darkness?" Sailum asked in dismay.

"So you have some misunderstandings about Darkness … It's a very rare branch. Even rarer than Occult wizards," Angor explained.

"But I hate Darkness the most." Sailum recalled the dark night, the blood-soaked sword, and the man who fell in a pool of blood to protect him … He stayed in the endless darkness for a whole week before he could see the light again. Since that day, he did not fear the darkness. Instead, he hated it.

Sailum didn't tell Angor the reason, but he didn't look like he was faking it. Angor didn't know how to comfort him. He could only say, "There is no right or wrong in elements, and there is no good or evil in power. You can use the power of darkness to do things of light, and use the power of light to do things of darkness. Only spellcasters can differentiate between good and evil, so it's all up to you. "

Before Angor could say anything else, Tree Spirit already called his name and asked him to go in to test his talent.

Angor could only pat Sailum's shoulder to comfort him. He then greeted the others and entered the room built by Tree Spirit.

As soon as he entered, he saw Tree Spirit looking up from his desk. Tree Spirit's handsome face suddenly showed a strange expression. His handsome nose twitched as if he was sniffing something.

"Huh? Your scent …" Tree Spirit frowned as if he was thinking about how to phrase it.

Angor's heart skipped a beat. Did Tree Spirit smell the essence of Glutton Flower Lord?

"It smells good, very good." Tree Spirit suddenly appeared beside him and sniffed at his neck. "It's like I'm naked and being comforted by a pair of gentle hands."

Tree Spirit's handsome face showed an expression of enjoyment.

Angor, on the other hand, backed away in embarrassment. "Naked and being comforted by gentle hands" — such a vulgar description. Especially when Tree Spirit was really naked and only had a leaf on his private part. However, Tree Spirit's face didn't show any vulgarity at all. Angor didn't even know where to start.

Tree Spirit returned to his seat and put away his "enjoyment" expression. "I don't know why your soul smells so good. It's both good and bad for you. This scent can strengthen your soul's plasticity. But the bad thing is … if a wizard with an injured soul finds you, the consequences will be unimaginable. That's because your soul fragrance can heal the worsening of soul injuries. "

"I remember there was a wizard in Brute Cavern who got his soul injured. If he finds you … Heh." Tree Spirit didn't tell Angor what would happen, but Angor was quite worried about it.

Tree Spirit gave Angor a sympathetic look.

"Huh?" Tree Spirit suddenly looked in a certain direction while opening and closing his mouth. It seemed he was talking to someone. Tree Spirit kept looking at Angor. There was no pity in his eyes. Instead, there was an inquisitive look.

Tree Spirit looked at Angor and clicked his tongue. "I didn't know you're Sunders' student. Well, your soul scent won't be a problem then. That wizard from Brute Cavern won't dare to harm Sunders' student. However, he didn't do anything for Sunders' sake. Once you leave Brute Cavern's territory, there's a high chance you'll be targeted by other wizards. So, before your soul scent disappears or you can protect yourself, it's best if you stay in Brute Cavern's territory. "

Tree Spirit continued, "Sunders already told me about your soul talent. Come closer. I'll give you a more advanced test."

So it was Sunders who talked to Tree Spirit. Was Sunders watching him? That's why he could talk to Tree Spirit in time.

Angor approached Tree Spirit.

Tree Spirit spoke in a plain tone, "Both you and Sunders have the Nightmare Form. I assume your talent is also a branch of Occult Illusions. But to confirm it, you need to be tested."

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