Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 220 The Newborn of Blood Candle Castle

"Look, this is the basic manifestation of the talent of the Metaphysics School," Mediana said with relief, looking at Zhen Cheng's eyes full of curiosity:

"Our school studies the mysteries of spirit, thinking and will; explores dreams, predicts the unknown, and creates illusions. The fourth dimension of the world is idealistic and purely conscious, so the four-dimensional creature Phantasmal Bird originally exists between reality and illusion.

When infused with the mana of the Metaphysical Temple school of talent, the test feathers reveal their most conscious side.

This is a very interesting state, you can't cut it with a sharp edge, you can't burn it with a flame, but you can make it not exist in the world through the negation of imagination. "

"Hey! Dean, please don't say that this child already belongs to your school! Come and see my demonstration first!" Seeing Zhen Cheng's fascinated gaze, the armored dwarf hastily interrupted.

In the next second, an extremely detailed and complex magic array pattern suddenly lit up on the feathers in midair.Surrounded by a mysterious blue-purple shimmer, it looks very beautiful.

It is not the ordinary magic circle that Zhen Cheng has seen that circulates mana through a ring structure, but a complex network like the meridians of the human body.

"Look, this is the talent performance of our Shengyan Formation School. How about a girl, isn't she pretty?" The dwarf mage, who looks like a warrior, showed a simple and proud smile on his wrinkled face:

"No one can compare to us in enchanting and mass-manufacturing magical props!"

"Nonsense! It's blasphemy and a crime to let a person chosen by the gods do such a lowly job that everyone can do!" The old man bathed in the holy light said angrily, which made Zhen Cheng feel disgusting again. The coercive impact.

However, the old guy didn't seem to care about Zhen Cheng's feelings at all, and just manipulated his mana to snatch the feather in front of him.In the next second, the entire feather emitted a soft and pure white light:
"The power of a mortal has its limit. Only by serving gods and demons can one peek at the end of power. Don't think that graduating from Blood Candle Castle to become a world god is a big deal. Above that, there is a higher dimension, the soul of immortality. The god of the universe. There is also the god of creation who is at the apex and is called the supreme.

They are the pioneers on the path of life evolution, and they are the existences that have accumulated generations of experience that we can never surpass by ourselves.

Only by serving them and accepting them will it be possible to walk among them and become one of them... Hundan!You don't have the ability to dismantle people like this! "

The old man bathed in the holy light was preaching happily like a magic stick, when suddenly the feathers in mid-air withered and withered.

The filaments on the pinnae fell down and burned into ashes in mid-air.In the end, only the gray and white frame remained of the huge feather, which looked like a dead leaf whose veins had not been decomposed, full of withering feeling.

"Hehehehe... Time does not reverse, life does not return, everything in the world cannot escape death and decay, even gods are no exception." The red-robed skeleton with rotting flesh gave a very proud feeling, but Zhen Cheng But nothing could be seen through the hole in his head:
"This is the innate talent of the Pale Dimension School. We study the soul, explore the secrets of death, manipulate the flesh and blood left by the dead for my own use, until we finally conquer death and become death itself..."

Snapped!
Ms. Mediana snapped her fingers, and the feathers that were about to wither away instantly returned to their original colorful appearance.

This turn of events stunned Master Skeleton, and he immediately understood what was going on.Before he forcibly squeezed away the mana of the Holy Light Old Man and began to show the talent form of the Metaphysical Temple in the Feather Test, Mediana unknowingly pulled everyone into her dream.

"Master Dean! When did you drag me into a dream! This is an unreasonable offense! Why do you do this!" The red-robed skeleton shouted furiously.

Literally "furious".In the skull's eye sockets, one could see the pale soul fire burning slowly, but in a state of desperation, the fire exploded directly, completely enveloping the skull of the skeleton, and the outer flames almost sprayed onto the roof.

With the eruption of pale flames, Zhen Cheng felt that his soul and vitality would be sucked in and burned out.

"You want to sabotage the freshmen's assessment, but I'm better than you." Ms. Mediana said coldly.She didn't show much anger, but the flame on the skull's head immediately retracted obediently into the skull.

Immediately, she regained her gentle smile and turned to Zhen Cheng: "After so many masters have performed, I must have known what to do with your intellect. Now, it's your turn to show us your talent."

Following her words, the gorgeous feathers slowly floated in front of Zhen Cheng.

Zhen Cheng made preparations, pulled out the magic power from his door of truth as he had tried earlier, and poked it towards the position of the feather.

She reckoned that her performance would probably disappoint the gods present.There is no other reason, that is, she has just experienced the final battle of the end of the world.

Although Qu Yun completely repaired the injuries on her body, the mana deficient in the Gate of Truth could not be recovered.After using the word spirit in the exam just now, it is almost at the end of its strength.

She doesn't know if the lack of mana will affect the results of the feather test, but since this thing can test a person's potential, then at the same age or the time of stepping into the path of ascension, the mana that can be used and the door of truth will be opened should have an impact, right?
In fact, although Qu Yun's head was no longer dizzy and throbbing after the treatment, the strength in her body was always in a rather empty state.

In addition, she also faintly felt that since she borrowed the power of the [Original Image] to cut off the foundation of the existence of the [Furious Audience], her mana seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes...

Snapped!
The moment Zhen Cheng controlled her mana to touch the feather, there was no change as she had feared, but a violent reaction immediately occurred.

That huge colorful feather, while fading, pulled out tiny white bones from the feather branch, and grew groups of gray and white flesh from the feather...

In a few seconds, the feather seemed to come alive, and then seemed to be completely dead, turning into a palm-sized one, with a head, a god and claws, similar to some kind of bird, but without skin, with ribs exposed on one side, and half It is full of abscess-like flesh and blood, with hundreds of tiny wings attached to its back.

After this weird thing took shape, it was still floating in mid-air, waving hundreds of small fleshy wings that were obviously impossible for it to fly in the air, fluttering in the air.

One side of its body is festering and disintegrating, while the other side is growing and replenishing at the same time...

(End of this chapter)