The guard pushed the door open and led Angele inside.
Angele did not get the answer, but he was not angry. He just followed the man.
"I'm glad that I'm the host of this award ceremony. My name is Sando. Some of you have heard of me before, while others have never heard of me before. But it's okay. " She put down the hem of her dress and grabbed at the air with her right hand. A platinum short staff suddenly appeared in her hand.
The two stood in front of the black marble wall. The guard took out a black quill and a small piece of red ink, dipped the quill in the ink, and used the quill to draw a small arched door on the wall.
She stood in a row and received a tree medal. She turned her head and looked at Angele who was walking up the stairs. Her originally ice-cold gaze actually burned with a trace of burning killing intent from shame and resentment.
"Come in, master is waiting for you," the guard said to Angele in a low voice.
The guard led Angele into the hall slowly. It took him more than half an hour to reach the wall of the hall.
Angele noticed that Earl Hausla's expression changed slightly when he heard about the Wizard Department.
On both sides of the wooden door, there were two burning torches hanging on the wall. There was a faint crackling sound of oil exploding.
The guard was quietly standing guard in front of the door, not moving at all. It was as if he was going to wait for him to come out.
After he stood on the stage. Sando pointed her wand at the Barbarian. A blue light appeared on the Barbarian's body, but it soon dimmed.
"The reward is right here. Don't worry. "The old man put away the magnifying glass and returned to the table. He took out a black object from the drawer and threw it to Angele. "Put this on."
On the stage, Sando and the other two had a different feeling. The three of them looked at him warmly. It was completely different from the routine just now.
Everyone quietly watched the scenes that flashed across the screen.
He rushed out of the white pillar of light. His body was extremely miserable, but his eyes shone with a crazed and cruel luster.
He gently put it on his left shoulder.
Angele reached the top of the stairs several minutes later and arrived in front of a half-open pine door.
After a soft sound, the arched door slowly opened. It revealed a brown wooden staircase that extended upwards.
The floor was made of black marble, as smooth as a mirror. Above the hall was a black and white checkered ceiling, and the walls were filled with torches and candlesticks with the heads of black monsters.
Angele raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.
"Please come in." An old man's voice came from behind the wooden door. It was spoken in pure Metia, which was also the most popular language in the central region.
"Wizard Grimm, is this your first time in the core of the Dark Wizard Tower?" Count Hosla, who was standing on the side, smiled gently.
Other than that, there were more images of other people.
Angele listened to the people around him talking in a low voice without making a sound.
The dim yellow light flickered between bright and dark.
The guard fell silent and stopped talking. He turned around and walked up the spiral staircase corridor on the left side of the hall with heavy footsteps.
"This time, only two people can go up on stage to receive the award and receive this special honor. The others can only sit below the stage. I just don't know which two it is. "
There were battles between barbarians and archers, battles between long-range spells and summoning spells, and battles between pure spells.
"Master … May I know where my award is?" Angele took one step back.
As soon as he walked down the stairs, there was already a tall guard clad in black steel armor waiting for him.
"Nice to meet you. I'm the vice minister of the Wizard Department, Medissa." The old man searched the table for a while and found a pair of black-rimmed glasses. After putting them on, he could finally see Angele standing by the door.
Angele nodded and walked down the stairs. He turned around and looked at the door.
"Thank you, master." Angele nodded.
Angele stopped looking at the guard and followed him up the stairs. They entered a small door on the right side of the hall.
Angele walked down the stairs with the help of the railing. He saw Sando giving out the award to the other people on the stage. One of the people on the stage was the girl in white armor. It was the cold girl who was torn in half by Angele.
Angele continued to climb up the stairs.
"One is Uramon, and the other is the first place below the critical level."
"Since it's your first time here, I'll tell you more. You already have the permission mark on your body. Someone will bring you to the first place to choose the magic circle. There's one more thing I need to tell you. If you choose the energy pool in the Dark Wizard Tower, you'll be safe. You'll also have the ability to use rare resources, "Sando reminded him.
Angele had goosebumps after being stared at by Sando.
There was an old man with white hair and a wrinkled face sitting by the table. His beard was about three meters long and it was white all over. It hung from his chin to his left shoulder and trailed down his back.
"Are you interested in joining the Modification Department?" Sando asked with great interest.
There was a green gem in the middle of the man's chest. The gem was supplying him with green energy that looked like blood. The energy wrapped around his body like vines.
Sando waited until Angele walked to the stage and stood in front of her. She raised her wand and pointed at Angele.
In the seats below the stage, a giant with a height of nearly two meters suddenly stood up and directly walked up to the stage with heavy footsteps, one step at a time.
"Now, the first place below the critical level, please come to the stage and receive your prize!" The image on the stage stopped at the moment when Angele jumped out of the light pillar. "Angele from the Sky City!"
"Please follow me, Master Angele," the guard spoke in a deep voice. "This is your first time here, so please don't leave the heart of the tree. "Since this is your first time here, please do not leave the heart of the giant tree. The outside world and this place were two completely different worlds. The guard in the front was not affected at all.
The guards in front were completely unaffected as they stepped directly on the mud.
A ray of white light was released from the tip of the wand and landed on the back of the stage. A ray of white light was released from the tip of the wand and landed on the back of the stage, turning into a large oval light screen.
"Sorry for disturbing you." Angele pushed the wooden door open and entered the room.
Behind the small door was a pitch-black corridor. The four walls were like mud, constantly rolling and bubbling, and the air was filled with a strange stench.
Angele nodded. "Yes, it's my first time here."
"The winner of the title is …" Sando took out a piece of paper and read it aloud. "Uramon! Please come to the stage and receive your prize! "
"Yeah, a race with high magic resistance. Their bloodlines, without exception, possessed powerful regenerative abilities and magical resistance. Even if it was a direct physical attack, it would be greatly weakened by them. However, the only problem is that they don't have enough food to feed on, so they starved to death … "The old man took out a magnifying glass and pointed it at Angele's face. The magnifying glass was only several centimeters away from Angele's skin. The old man checked Angele's body from head to toe.
A ray of white light was released from the tip of the wand and landed on Angele's body. Angele did not feel anything. The white light slowly faded away.
After the light faded away, it stopped on a barbarian who was holding a horned helmet high in the air.
"It seems like there's a reward mark on it." Angele sat in his seat and heard someone talking to him.
"You're right." Sando nodded. "According to the rules, you should be accepted as a disciple by the head of the Wizard Department. Unfortunately, Descartes is too far away and can't make it back in time. That's why I'm asking if you're willing to join the Wizard Department. "
"Alright, go and receive your prize. You can choose the location of the magic circle, but remember, the magic circle can't be moved. You can't change the location once it's set, "Sando reminded.
This giant looked exactly the same as the barbarian on the light screen. His calm expression suppressed a trace of uncontrollable joy.
Sando gently lifted her long white dress and scanned the crowd. She waited until all the noises disappeared. She smiled and opened her mouth.
In the middle of the dim room, there was a small redwood desk in the middle of the bookshelves.
After walking through the small door, the space on the other side was surprisingly a huge and spacious hall.
Angele and Sando walked to the end of the short hallway and saw a small door in front of them.
* Crack *
"Thank you, master."
Angele put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and slowly stepped down from the platform.
"The head of the Wizard Department is busy and can't come. I'll be in charge of giving you your prize and making you a disciple." The old man stood up and walked to Angele. "To be honest, the head of the Wizard Department has high hopes for you. During the battle, your performance amazed several department heads. They think that your talent is related to the ancient Metal Race. "
Inside was a study that was neither too big nor too small. The smell of leather books permeated the air.
Angele slowly stood up as well. He could feel that his surroundings had suddenly become quiet. Many strong and weak gazes were constantly sweeping over him. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
"Metal Race?" Angele was surprised. He did not expect to be a member of the Metal Race.
People started chatting when they heard the name of the head of the Wizard Department. It seemed like the name had a special meaning to it.
Angele noticed the sincerity in her eyes. Even the young woman, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Angele. It seemed like she was waiting for his answer.
* Crack *
The mud on the ground was dried up every time Angele took a step forward.
Angele felt that something was wrong when he left the hallway. He turned his head around and checked the surroundings. The distance was less than ten seconds, but he could not see the small door that he came from. The only thing he could see was a dark tunnel. There was no light coming from it.
Count Hausla was watching from the side with a smile on his face.
Angele walked out of the tunnel and walked to the platform on the left.
Angele caught it and found that it was a pauldron, the same as the one he had obtained earlier. However, this pauldron had two swords on top of each other. It looked much heavier.
"Two completely different worlds?" Angele was a bit surprised. He felt like there was something hidden in the sentence. "Is this a world fissure? Is the outside world a different realm? Or are you trying to tell me that it's dangerous outside? "
"Please forgive me for being rude. What kind of department is the Wizard Department? I don't know anything about it. Thank you for your kindness, "he responded politely. It would be foolish to agree to it without knowing anything.
Angele glanced at her. The intense battle between the two of them in the World Gap, the woman's extremely arrogant and suppressive attacks, and Angele's final method of venting his anger made the two of them realize that the conflict between them couldn't be resolved anytime soon.
Angele sat in his seat and saw his own face in the screen. It was the most intense battle between him and the woman in white armor.
Scenes of the sorcerers fighting slowly appeared on the screen.
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