"May I know which branch you want to join?" the wizard apprentice asked as he walked.
"Shut up! Stay away from me! "a female wizard with a delicate face suddenly spoke.
"Sure."
"Sure."
In addition, the shadow of the Sogra Giant Harpy that he had derived from his bloodline was still in a deep slumber. He was not sure when it would wake up and bring him to the Nightmare Realm again.
Angele did not feel like buying the centaur leader's bloodline was a waste. He thought about it and realized that if he bought the centaurs under the watchful eyes of so many people, he would be discovered after he extracted the bloodline. He would rather find some creatures with weak bloodlines.
At the entrance, four slanted grayish-white stone pillars supported the top of the building. They looked like four white wooden sticks that were placed on top of the building. It seemed like the pillars were not supporting at all.
There was an empty space in front of the chair and there was a black rectangular stone pillar there. A female wizard was standing in front of the pillar, reading the content on it.
Shift took two steps back, turned around, and walked into the forest.
"I'm here to join the enchantment department of the Sixth Circle." The man with the hood removed his hood, revealing his long blue hair. It was a young woman with a pretty face. Her right eye was just a patch of white, without a pupil. It was just a patch of deathly white. Her left eye was blue and it looked scary.
Angele nodded and followed the man out of the hall. They entered a white garden that was filled with red and green flowers and arrived at a clear pond. Two old wizards in white robes were chatting by the pond.
The twin girls were quite obedient, it seemed like they had been taught by someone. Nancy's job was to make tea and clean the place. They were doing a good job.
Angele was led to the left side by the wizard apprentice and waited there like the others.
"Why do you want to join the hunting team? The death rate is very high." The thin man asked the question that everyone wanted to know. Even the hooded man who had lowered his head earlier looked in their direction.
His voice echoed in the hall, but he did not see anyone.
* BAM *
Angele checked the surroundings and found a place to sit down.
The slaves were temporarily camped by the lake. Teams of dwarven engineering teams rushed over and began to build stone houses for the slaves. They began to build a small village of stone houses on the side of the lake.
The hall was quiet. The sorcerers who were coming in and out did not make a sound. Most of them came in and sat for a while before getting up and leaving. Some wizards walked to the door, and someone handed them a bag of small things. Some didn't.
"Potion."
"Master, please follow me," the wizard apprentice said to Angele in a low voice.
A grey-robed acolyte walked over from the right.
"I don't know." Angele shook his head. "Can't I join this place if I don't want to clear my record?"
The statue was made of greyish-white stone, and it gave off a faint sense of solemnity.
He really didn't know any other way to join the Six Ring Sect. In fact, he had come here with the intention of finding other ways to join.
This was not only the branch of the hunting team, but it was also the place where the apprentices and wizards of the Six Ring Sect were sent to. All the apprentices and wizards with potential from the south and the harbor would be transferred here. They would be sent to the six central towers and assigned to the departments of the school.
"Revalia, you're here again. You're not giving up yet. You'll come here once a year. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of them looked at him in surprise.
Also, it was difficult for other wizards to tell what stage he was at after he compressed his mentality. To avoid suspicion, Revalia released the mentality of a Gas stage wizard.
Some of the others walked in from outside the garden, while others landed on their flying pets from the sky. Then, they jumped down and walked towards the entrance gate.
"Enchantment, hunting, cultivation, and potion," the blue-haired woman responded in a light tone.
Angele and the blue-haired woman followed a white robe into another room.
"This is the southwest branch of the Six Ring Sect." He raised his head and looked at the stone statues on both sides. He could faintly feel that these two stone statues seemed to be emitting faint energy fluctuations at all times, radiating to everyone who entered and exited.
There were two stone statues on both sides of the door. They were beautiful women with their right hands raised high. There was a golden glowing crystal in each of their hands. They were naked and there was a pair of wings on their backs.
Angele thought for a while and decided to stay in the same place. Wisp's organization made an agreement with Angele that he could not reveal his talent in potion concoction. He could only be a normal potion concoction master and no one could tell that he was different from the others.
The two of them walked in from a small wooden door on the right side. They walked through an open hallway. Soon, he arrived at a place that looked like an indoor training field.
"I didn't know there were other ways to join the Six Ring Sect …" Angele shrugged and purposely forced a bitter smile on his face.
Angele stepped into the door and saw a large hall that looked like a cathedral.
Angele noticed that the mentality waves released by the two were at the Liquid stage. Angele could sense the other wizards' mentality waves through the force field since he could compress his mentality waves.
Angele watched the blue-haired woman being led to the exit on the other side of the hall.
One of the reasons why he joined the Six Ring Sect was that he wanted to learn more about potion concoction.
"We've met many times, but why are you always working for Serpent? Don't tell me you're his only student? "Angele asked in a joking tone.
"It seems like most of the people who come here are here to get rid of their criminal records." The blonde man, Revalia, chuckled and glanced at Angele and the last wizard in a white robe. They were the only two people in the hall who remained silent.
Angele named them Amy and Ellie. This was just the pronunciation of the name. In fact, in Anmag, these two words meant number one and number two.
"Sure." Angele stood up and followed the wizard apprentice.
Angele had no choice but to continue studying the enchantment knowledge system. However, he could use the time to deal with the problem of joining the Six Ring High Tower.
The wizards all had a calm expression on their faces and they all had serious expressions on their faces.
The man was tall and his skin was covered with a silver metallic glow. His eyes were golden.
He needed to create a simple potion with his simulation ability before he could learn the potion concoction knowledge from the Six Ring Sect.
"Sure. Cynthia, take this master to the master of the Enchantment Department, "the wizard apprentice told another female wizard apprentice in a low voice.
The chair was cold and hard, but Angele could smell the aroma of sandalwood. He noticed that the other wizards would close their eyes for a while after sitting down and stand up as soon as they opened their eyes.
A wizard apprentice in a gray robe walked to Angele and the blue-haired woman.
It would be troublesome to deal with a Liquid stage wizard who was only 20 years old. If someone found out about it …
Angele walked up the stairs and noticed that some of the wizards were moving their lips, but they did not make any sound. It seemed like they were talking to each other through energy particles.
There were a total of six people standing at the edge of the arena, six white-robed Magi.
Angele and Shiva left the auction house and returned to their rooms in a carriage.
"I've been working with your master for a long time. Thank you so much for sending me here. " Angele smiled. His relationship with the little elf had been getting better and better recently.
"Alright, Green, I have something else to do. I'll be leaving now." A white-robed sorcerer beside the man said softly, "Let's talk again when we're free. I still have to deliver something to my mentor." This white-robed sorcerer had a head of light yellow short hair that looked as messy as a pile of weeds.
"It's my duty, master Green." Stern bowed to the man politely. "I'll be leaving now."
"Don't you know that joining the hunting team will help you erase all your criminal records?" Revalia was surprised.
Angele thought for a while and decided to hide some information from the wizard apprentices. Angele knew nothing about Potion Concoction, so he had to rely on Zero's simulation. Angele knew nothing about Potion Concoction, so he had to rely on Zero's high-precision simulation. Then, according to the basic composition, step by step, the principle was completely different from the research methods of this world's wizards.
The two old wizards had white hair and wrinkles all over their faces. Angele wondered how old they were.
The two old wizards had white hair and wrinkles all over their faces. Angele could not tell how old they were.
"Excuse me, which departments can I join?" Angele questioned politely.
"Everyone who is taking the test this time, if you want to join the hunting squad, please come over here. Those who want to join the other departments, please stay here. "
Angele wanted to ask more questions, but he was interrupted by a deep female voice.
Raising his head, he could see the gray dome on the ceiling that was more than ten meters high. The black wooden chairs took up the entire hall, and there was a vertical path in the middle that divided the hall into two parts.
In the center, there was a tall, arched gray building that looked like a hump on the ground that was cut in half. The entrance was the cross-section of the building.
"Enchantment," the two answered.
Angele's life was back to normal.
Among the people who came, a young man with short brown hair and a white robe walked out of the forest. He passed through the garden and followed the white robe in front of him to the door of the building.
He sat in his seat and did not move. His right hand was clenched into a fist in front of his chest, and he maintained this posture for five seconds.
"Sirs, please follow me."
Angele was a bit surprised.
"Erase my record? What do you mean? "Angele questioned in a low voice.
"Master Andre, Master Vesta." The wizard apprentice stepped forward and bowed to the two old wizards politely.
"I can't help it. I live close to Master …" The white robe's name was Ai Weinan, and he was one of Wisp's apprentices. He had just advanced to the next rank.
There were a few white-robed Magi scattered about inside. At the same time, there were also a few other wizards who were brought in by apprentices like him and stood at the side of the field.
"We don't need to wait. We can try it now." The thin man sneered.
Angele lowered his head and walked to the gate of the building.
Land of Nola, southwest of the Six Ring Area.
Behind the stone pillar, there was a tall arched gate. There were many people going in and out of the gate. Some of them turned into white mist and disappeared as soon as they stepped out of the gate. There were also people who condensed a cloud of mist out of thin air. Then, they walked out of the mist and strode through the gate.
"You're the same. You can't pass the test every year," the blonde man responded in a light tone.
"Your smile is disgusting," a bald wizard with a strong body replied coldly. "I heard the hunting team will ask us to fight first. You better pray that you don't run into me."
Amidst the endless sea of green trees, there was a huge circular grassland. The grassland was smooth and there was a garden with white flowers around it.
"Master, please follow me." The wizard apprentice was a middle-aged man with a cold expression on his face.
Among the six people standing together, one of them with a thin face and yellow skin said to another handsome blonde man with a sneer on his face.
Angele glanced at the man and glanced at his right arm. The man's right arm was slightly stronger than his left arm. The man's body was covered with the smell of blood and evil intent. It was a trait that only those who had participated in the killing of wizards would have.
Several minutes later, two more wizards were brought into the hall.
"It seems like the others are new. How naive." The thin man glanced at Angele and the others. He sneered and did not say anything else.
If one didn't have the strength of a Wizard, they would suffer irreversible and permanent damage just by entering and exiting this place.
On the densely packed chairs, a few people in white robes sat sparsely.
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