The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 132

"...The inspiration I got from the stars, the defensive magic I created..."

Topps handed the notes he had recorded to the magic professor, explaining his research results.

The professor nodded after listening: "Can you demonstrate?"

Tops nodded: "No problem, please cast some offensive magic on me."

The professor put the scroll on one side of the table, and condensed a huge amount of magic power in her hands. The magic power overflowed in her left hand and turned into a big bow. With her right hand resting on the string, the arrow of magic power was ready to go.

Topps swallowed:

"Professor, it's enough to use magic gravel, and use high-strength magic directly...isn't it a bit dangerous?"

"Can't you take it?" The professor's voice didn't fluctuate.

"for safety--"

"Here we come." The professor said, letting go of the bowstring.

The big arrow of magic power turned into a meteor, bombarding Tops with a stream of gorgeous magic power.

Topps quickly raised his staff and cast magic.

A star-colored force field propped up from the pyroxene at the top of the staff, and the magic arrow deflected immediately, smashing the seat beside it.

Afterwards, the professor cast several other attack spells to test the indicators and parameters of Topps' magic.

"As you said, this magic can indeed deflect all kinds of spells." The professor nodded and put away his staff.

"So..." Tops looked at the professor nervously.

The professor didn't look at him, but looked at the surrounding classrooms.

After the indiscriminate bombardment just now, half of the classroom was smashed to pieces, and the magic was deflected on the red wolf several times, forcing the red wolf to dodge again and again.

The magic professor said:
"Tops, your research is very good. You can independently research these things, and your intelligence has been proven."

"Where, I also referred to a lot of wisdom from the predecessors." Tops smiled sheepishly.

"But unfortunately," said the magic professor, "your research is in the wrong direction."

"Wrong direction?" Tops was stunned.

"If you were born earlier, you could become one of the masters who opened up this field." The professor said, "But after all, this is not the ancient age of ignorance. We magicians must continue to learn the wisdom of the predecessors and open up a new era."

She handed Topus the scroll:
"When you were learning the wisdom of the predecessors, did you ever think that you are reinventing magic?"

Topps understood what the magic professor was trying to say.

A clichéd topic.

The magic professor said: "The Golden Dynasty and Kalia have actually developed this kind of magic effect a long time ago. And I can tell you from my experience that there are many similar magics in other parts of the world. They even went one step further. "

The magic professor pointed to the half-ruined classroom: "Look, you can only deflect, but you can't eliminate the magic, and you can't control the direction of the deflection. And whether it is Kalia or the Golden Dynasty, they already have the ability to use the magic circle to absorb magic. The magical attack has been transformed into a magic circle of its own power."

"But the principle of mine is different from those. It is derived from starlight. It is not the magic of the moon, nor the magic of comets and meteors..." Topps explained, "The source of this magic is not the Queen of the Full Moon, Master Luthert and the others..."

"Indeed, it is closer to Ladagon's research results." The professor said, "Don't think that the teacher doesn't understand anything. I have also worked with Ladagon. In this field of light, the Golden Dynasty has gone further. Light and time and space We have also explored the relationship between them, isn’t my teleportation magic also born out of this. But neither Radagon nor Kalia, in the end, didn’t go on, think about it, is there no reason?”

Tops' face was a little gray:

"So my domain is condemned to death? My pyroxene stone shield..."

The professor laughed:
"You don't have to worry about this, the hui stone shield will still be given to you."

"But don't you say my research is worthless?" Topps said.

"The brilliance stone cover is just a symbol of the academy awarding qualified apprentices." The professor said, "You don't really think that every apprentice can publish shocking theoretical results, do you? As long as you can prove your intelligence level, you can be awarded brilliance." Stone cover."

The professor patted Tops on the shoulder, and straightened the red shoulder straps on Tops' apprentice robe:

"Tops, the road to magic is long and hard. You still have a long way to go, so think about it."

Topps didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Although he could be awarded the pyroxene stone shield, it was hard to think of his research results being rejected by the professor.

The professor of magic held the iron mask in his hand, looked at Tops' bald head, and pondered:

"Which hood should I give you..."

Topps cleaned up his mood, but decided to let go of his sorrows and welcome his new hood.

In any case it was a joy to behold, his face would not be seen for a long time with the hood on.

He also didn't want to put on the hood, the last face of this face exposed to the sun was a dead parent's expression.

Topps said, "Professor, I can do both."

On the walls on both sides of the hall of the discussion room, the heads of the magic masters of the past are hung.These portraits are the source of many of the academy's head coverings.

The Hui stone mask is made according to the appearance of these masters.

The professor looked at the hoods and muttered to himself:
"Kaleros Classroom..."

"The classroom with the longest history is my honor," Topps said.

"But Master Yazler has been expelled, and there is no teacher in his classroom, and your field is not specialized in comet magic, which is not suitable." The professor shook his head and continued to look at the next portrait, "Master Luthert... ..."

Tops knew that he was useless in this classroom, for the same reason as Master Yazler, his field was not suitable, and Master Luthert was also expelled from the academy.

"Shuangxian's words..." The professor looked at Tops' face full of vicissitudes and stubble, and shook his head.

Topps blushed a little.

Shuangxian is prepared for the most talented students. Although he has research results, it took him an unknown amount of time to complete it. He really doesn't deserve to wear the Shuangxian headgear.

The professor looked at Topps' thin body:
"The Highmore classroom isn't for you either."

For the ideal of "peaceful warfare", the people of Professor Highmore practiced their combat skills hard. Everyone wielded heavy and hard pyroxene sticks, and their arms were thicker than Tops' thighs.

The professor looked at a portrait of a woman, smiled and shook his head: "Of course the witch's hood is not suitable for you, it is for female apprentices."

Tops felt cold when he heard one rejection after another.

He was a little worried that the professor would eventually tell him that there was no suitable hood for him, so he would not be granted the diatherstone hood.

The professor teleported away suddenly, and after a while, holding a hood in his hand, he patted the smooth and round pyroxene on the hood:
"Just this one, this one suits you better."

When Topps saw the hood, his heart went from being cold to being completely cold.

It's hard for him to say, which is better, not granting him the hood, or granting this hood.

Topps stammered:
"But this is the Alotas glow stone cover..."

The shape of each pyroxene stone cover is different. In addition to the master's face carved out of the stone, the pyroxene decorations piled up on the head and eyes are also different.

The Alotas Pyroxene stone mask has the appearance of a bearded magician, his eyes are covered with red cloth, and his head is a smooth and round piece of Pyroxene, as if buried in the soil and only one piece of spherical object remains.

The balls are textured, reminiscent of the brain.

Tops had no problem with the appearance of the Pyroxene stone hood, but he could not accept the meaning of the hood, perhaps even more unacceptable than granting him the witch's hood.

The Alotas Brilliance stone hood, which does not belong to his classroom, has no belonging. This is the hood given to those who leave the academy and want to study by wandering around.

If Topps left the academy on his own initiative, he would be very happy to be given this hood.

But now he has not indicated that he wants to leave at all. What does it mean to be given this hood?
"You want...to let me leave the academy?" Tops looked at the professor pitifully, holding his hands in his hands, and didn't pick up the hood.

Professor of Magic says:
"You said that your research results were learned from starlight, which is not just right. Starlight is the magic given to magicians who leave the academy and embark on a journey. And you can see that the pyroxene on the top of the hood is smooth, just like you Your bald head looks similar too, doesn't it suit you?"

Tops couldn't laugh or cry: "Yeah, it's really suitable. But the meaning of this hood..."

"That's right." The magic professor nodded, "That's what it means to let you leave. You have also seen that there is no relevant research in your field in the academy. It is useless for you to stay here. You might as well leave."

The magic professor flashed in front of Tops, and stuffed the Arrotas glow stone cover into his arms:
"If you don't want it, you don't have to wear it. Let's go, I think you have potential, keep working hard."

Tops took the pyroxene mask, turned stiffly and left.

"Tops, think more." The professor encouraged him from behind.

Topps stopped again, bowed to the professor, and walked away slowly.

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Holding the huishi stone mask and feeling the coolness of the plaster in his hand, Tops was in a complicated mood.

He got the long-awaited huishi stone mask, but it turned out to be the hood of Alotas, which had never happened in any of his imaginations.

This should not have happened. This kind of hood had never appeared at the crowning ceremony. He didn't even talk about this hood when he was chatting with Se Lian.

It's like going to the store to find the boss to buy a hat, and when you are waiting for a peaked cap or a beret, the boss brings you a stocking.

The professor asked Tops to think more, but Tops's mind was overwhelmed now, and he just couldn't figure out why this happened.

He thought that in the past, the professor would personally put the head covering on the apprentice during the conferring ceremony, but when he came to him, he put it directly into his arms.

I can choose not to wear it, but if I don't wear it this time, will I still have a chance to be awarded another head cover next time?
I wanted to come to the academy with all my heart, I wanted to get the hui stone cover, to be recognized, but I was about to be kicked out when I first came?
Tops just walked out of the school building in a daze, without recalling it for a long time.

"Hey, Tops, what's the matter? The bald head is still so bright. Didn't the professor give it to you?"

A voice came from behind Tops.

Tops looked back, and before he knew it, he had already walked back to Du Juan's classroom, and the apprentices chased him up from behind with a bad tone.

Tops looked back at them, revealing the pyroxene mask he was still holding in his arms.

The footsteps of several apprentices slowed down immediately.

Several people looked at one of the apprentices, the apprentice wearing the Olivieri hood.

"I got it." Someone next to him teased the apprentice.

The apprentice in Olivier's classroom has a bad tone:

"You fucking lucky-wait, what's that hood?"

The apprentice recognized it again in disbelief, and immediately laughed: "What's the situation, you Tops, Alotas hood? Are you going out again? It turns out that we blamed the waste rock by mistake. Their research method is go outside."

Others who noticed the hood on Tops couldn't help laughing a few times, and asked Tops:
"What is the result of your research? Why did the professor give you this hood?"

"Spells that deflect spells," Topps said.

"Are you still reinventing that wheel?" An apprentice who was more familiar with Tops said in surprise, "I thought you went out to learn the skills."

"No wonder I gave you this hood." The apprentice of Olivierus' hood laughed. "The professor probably wants you to go out and gain more knowledge."

"Mine is different." Tops couldn't help but argue, "The principle of mine is not to analyze spells and decompose them, but to use the power of light to deflect spells."

"Okay, just right, we also want to see what kind of great research there is on the great waste rock." The apprentice in the hood of Olivenis said, picking up the staff.

"What are you going to do?" Tops let go of the pyroxene cover in panic, and quickly took out his staff.

The Huishi stone cover fell to the ground, with several cracks and fragments scattered everywhere.

"You obviously promised to help us experiment with imitation magic, but you broke your promise." The apprentice said, "Now you are free, why don't you make up for it?"

Topps stared nervously at the pyroxene on the apprentice's staff:

"Then what do you do with the staff? Isn't your imitation magic a mercury pot?"

"Oh, mercury jug, this one is fine too." The apprentice thought of something, turned around and picked up a cracked jug from his desk, and threw it at Tops with a flick of his hand, "Let's try to deflect this. I'm curious, yours Deflecting magic, can you deflect this kind of range poisonous attack?"

Tops hastily cast defensive magic to deflect the direction of the mercury's spread.

However, the mercury diffused in a huge range, and soon invaded Tops' force field.

As the apprentice said, his deflection magic has limited effect on large-scale poison gas attacks.

Tops quickly backed away, staying away from the range of Mercury.

He left the cuckoo classroom and walked towards the cemetery.

"Stop!" exclaimed Topps. "We are colleagues."

The apprentice stepped out of the quicksilver, and Tops suddenly noticed that the apprentice who threw the mercury jug at him had his hood on backwards.

"What are you talking about? I put the hood on backwards, so I can't see it." The apprentice tapped his ears on the hood, said something obviously to find fault, and raised his staff.

The ferocious Selia magician lost face because Tops got the hood. Just laughing at it was not enough to make him stop. Not only the mercury pot, but also the staff in his hand was shining brightly.

Three meteors pierced the sky and crashed into Topus.

Meteor magic, the master of the standard Oliviers classroom.

The Selia mages based on Luthert are familiar with all kinds of meteor magic.

Meteors were also deflected by Topps' force field magic.But neither the apprentice who attacked Topus nor Topps stopped casting magic.

Other apprentices also joined the team, and a steady stream of magic was released.

Meteors, comets, magic swords, all kinds.

The apprentice in Olivieri's classroom raised his voice:
"Tops, you have to thank us for helping you test your defensive magic strength. Remember to say when you can't hold it, we don't want to commit the crime of manslaughtering our colleagues. Even if you kill a waste rock, the academy should not Will pursue."

After coming to the academy, the road was not going well, with various blows, and now he was facing the crisis of his life. Thinking of the pyroxene stone cover that fell to the ground and cracked, Tops suddenly felt a little loose on his languid face, and he couldn't hold back his emotions. live.

Tops stared straight ahead, wide-eyed, tears streaming from wide-open pupils.

He didn't dare to wipe his tears, and he didn't dare to blink, for fear that the tears would blur his vision and make him unable to judge the timing of the defense.

Even though he was crying, Tops was suppressing himself, constantly casting force field magic to deflect the opponent's attack.

"Why is this?" Tops' lips trembled, "Aren't we colleagues?"

"We are pyroxene mages, and you are waste rock mages. It's inappropriate to call your colleagues." The other side laughed at him.

Tops had a mental breakdown, but he didn't dare to put down his staff, and kept stalemate with the apprentice.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Tops' surroundings were in a mess, experiencing all kinds of indiscriminate bombing.

Magic washed the surrounding area again, but it never invaded the surrounding area of ​​Topus.

Using magic is quite energy-consuming, requires constant concentration, and consumes a lot of mental and physical energy.

The pyroxene mages bombarded for a long time, and finally got tired.

The pyroxenes at the top of both staffs began to crack under high-load operation.

The carefully selected stable pyroxene actually cracked like a poor-quality cracked pyroxene at this time, which shows the strength of the use of the staff.

Tops' staff pyroxene is also a little cracked.

He grew desperate.

If his spirit and magic staff can't hold on first, he may not even have the strength to stop.

But the group on the opposite side, even if they heard him yell to stop, they wouldn't stop.

"I'm so stupid, I stayed in the church well, what college..." Topps really wanted to put down his staff and cry, but he didn't dare.

"What are you arguing about here?" A crisp female voice sounded from behind Tops.

Under the deflection of the force field, the sound seemed to come from all directions, wrapping Tops.

"Ser—" Hearing this voice, Tops was so excited that he wanted to shout her name, but he held back thinking that there were a bunch of magic apprentices on the opposite side.

At this moment, the staff pyroxenes of Tops and the magicians on the opposite side shattered at the same time, and the noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Tops looked back at Cerlian. Although he thought she was beautiful before, he had never looked at her so beautifully like now, as if there was a star shining behind her.

But Topps couldn't say more gorgeous words, but choked up with tears and said:
"You came?"

"You guys have been noisy for a long time, and I'm not far from here." Selian walked to Tops and looked at the apprentices opposite, "Are you two discussing each other?"

Seeing Se Lian standing up, the apprentice wearing the brilliant stone hood turned his head over and looked at Se Lian:

"Woman, you have hired a waste rock as your teacher. After so many years, you have researched a magic that has already been made."

Selian ignored Selia's magician, and looked at Topus:

"You didn't get the hood?"

"I got it." Tops wiped away tears, "It's the Alotas hood."

"Alotas?" Selian was surprised, "Isn't this a shame, what does the magic professor say about you?"

Topps looked at the apprentice not far away:
"Similar to what they said, the professor thought this field had no future in the academy and asked me to leave."

Cerlian said, "And where's your hood?"

Topps pointed to the Cuckoo classroom.

In front of Du Juan's classroom, there was still a group of magic apprentices blocking there.

Serlian walked to the cuckoo classroom, pushed aside the apprentices, and went in to pick up the hood on the ground.

"It's all broken." Selian tucked her hands into her sleeves and came out holding the hood. The crack widened and several pieces fell off.

"Woman, are you really Waste Rock's disciple?" the apprentice asked as Selian passed them.

"Is there a problem?" Sirian asked.

"You seem like his woman." The apprentice said, "Otherwise, I don't understand what kind of magic apprentice would recognize a waste rock as a teacher."

"Do you think he's a waste rock?" asked Selian.

"The person who has spent so many years reinventing the wheel is not a waste rock?" said the apprentice. "Maybe we should just call it a fool?"

"As far as I know, his domain is not quite the same as the principle of return of Kalia, return of gold, and ancient darkness." Serlian said.

"What's the use of that? Didn't you see that his staff is already broken? Other defensive magic won't exhaust the pyroxene at this intensity. Look at the mess around him, how practical is his magic?" , just like his name, is a waste rock." The apprentice laughed.

"My name is Tops, and Waste Rock is just a nickname." Tops couldn't help retorting.

This rebuttal only invites greater ridicule.

But there was one person who didn't laugh.

It was the one who attacked Topus the most, the apprentice wearing the Oliviers splendor hood.

The apprentice stared at Selian with some doubts:

"Eternal darkness? How do you know the magic of ancient darkness?"

"What is that?" Some apprentices also asked curiously when they heard the Selia magician struggling with this spell.

"Are you a Serian too?" asked Cerlian.

"It seems that you, a newcomer, don't know some unwritten rules in the academy." The apprentice said, "Those who wear the Olivenis hood are basically Selia."

"The people of Selia should be aware of it." Serlian said, "Magicians who hunt others must also be aware of being hunted."

Six meteors were thrown from Se Lian's hand, piercing the opposite apprentice's leg with extreme speed and strength.

Se Lian threw another six shooting stars, knocking all the apprentices to the ground.

A steady stream of meteors shattered their limbs.

The apprentices tried to resist, but found in despair that the pyroxene on their staffs had been damaged and their spirits were on the verge of exhaustion.

"How is it possible, meteor shower?" The Olivieri apprentice fell to the ground, shocked, "This is the most difficult magic in Olivieri's classroom, I don't even know..."

Topps was also shocked:
"Are you going to make a move?"

"I will not take action for the insults you have suffered." Se Lian looked at the magicians who fell on the ground, "but after seeing your magic, they still regard you as a waste stone. It shows that they lack the basic skills of magicians." Literacy, you can’t see what is a good thing.”

The shattered Alotas hood in Selian's arms floated out of nowhere, and Selian, who was free of his hands, waved his hands and pulled his sleeves back, revealing two hands covered in crystals.

The experienced magician looked at the crystal and was confused for a while, then as if he remembered something, he began to scream and squirm, and kept backing away:

"Selian! You are Selian!"

Although the others didn't know each other, they also screamed when they heard the name.

"The Cube Witch?"

Selian pushed her bangs behind her ears with crystallized thorns, and shook her head disappointedly at the magicians who were wriggling on the ground trying to stay away from her:

"A half-baked magician does not have the quality and judgment that a magician should have. It is a waste of your intelligence to study magic. You should turn it into my magic block. Your intelligence and energy are for my use. It's not a waste."

A broad-bladed sword flew out of Serlian's loose robe, spinning in the red air, making a hissing sound like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"Wait, wait." said the Olivierian apprentice, "Cerlian, I'm a Cerlian, we're from the same village, and I invited you to dinner—"

The big sword sprang out, crushing the lower body of the apprentice Selia, and the blood burst out along with the flesh, and the apprentice Selia screamed in pain.

Se Lian sneered: "Who are you lying to? None of the people who invited me to dinner survived. I squeezed them into balls and turned them into magic cubes. Maybe you didn't even have the ability to be made into magic cubes by me back then. "

Olivieri's apprentice cried out in shock and pain:
"No talent? Does Waste Rock have talent? His defensive magic is also very weak. He only resisted the magic of a few of us, and then it was exhausted."

"That's why you have no vision." Serlian said, "Tops' force field is not measured by the amount of mana he can handle. There is only one factor that affects the consumption of his mental power, and that is time. Your magic is too weak, Of course he looks weak."

"How is it possible, our magic is still weak?" Oliviers yelled unwillingly, "Do you think that the world is full of geniuses like you? There are not many high-level magic attacks in the world. His defense No matter how powerful it is, what's the use of it! Under the low-level star magic, he is a waste rock! His magic can't even stop the imitation magic—"

The apprentice's chest was also strangled, he had no breath, and he could no longer speak.

"Idiot, do you think it was Comet Yazler first, and then Pyroxene Molith?" Selian muttered in a low voice.

Tops looked at the bloody and brutal scene, his face turned pale.

When he saw Ser Lian make a move, he intended to stop him a little bit, and use his own magic to save the other party.

But he was so tired, and thinking that his staff was broken, the idea of ​​saving people went around in his mind, but he was still deflected.

Tops watched as Serlian smashed a group of magicians into pieces with a big sword, and the blood rained down and splashed across half of the cemetery.

The apprentice with the Olivenis hood had a twisted and elongated neck with a series of cervical vertebrae, and his head was rotated 180 degrees vertically.

The hood and head flew upside down.

The other magicians did not give up too much, and the brain and the brilliant stone cover were pulled out by Se Lian and gathered together.

A piece of broken internal organs flew onto Tops' head and slowly slid down. The blood and rancid smell kept irritating his nasal cavity.

Even though he had seen a bloody massacre once, he still couldn't bear it and vomited.

When he had finished throwing up, he got up to find Cerlian standing in front of him.

"Don't kill me, I'm a waste rock, I don't have a pyroxene shield." Topps raised his hands subconsciously.

Cerlian leaned closer to Tops' face, smiling playfully:

"You are not a waste rock. The half-assed people in the academy have no vision. I can tell the truth. I am looking forward to what kind of brilliance your starlight will continue to evolve."

Tops was stunned: "Does this mean that you won't kill me?"

"I didn't kill them either," said Selian. "Their souls will be imprisoned in my cube forever, and use their brain power to serve you."

Tops looked at the bloody spherical magician block that gradually took shape, swallowed, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and suddenly looked at Selian:
"For whom?"

"You," said Cerlian.

The magic block began to shrink and become smaller, the magician's body was crushed into dross, and the pyroxene in his body was continuously purified and compressed into a denser spherical shape.The shrunken hood is clustered around the hemispherical pyroxene of Alotas's hood, forming a rough, uneven spherical object covered with other magician's heads and pyroxene.

There is also a hole the size of a human head at the bottom.

Serlian took out the mercury jug from Cuckoo's classroom again, and poured mercury into the bumpy sphere.

The spherical shape immediately became smooth and shiny, and occasionally uneven pyroxene protruded from the mercury surface, shining brightly, and the silver ball was dotted with starlight.

Selian was holding the smooth and round pyroxene stone mask, on which Tops' bald head and silly face were reflected.

"What is... what?" Topps asked.

Selin said: "The trash of the academy is ignorant, I will insult you to Alotas, and I will make you a new hood. This is a hood that pays homage to Master Luthert and the Starchild."

Tops watched his face reflected in the smooth hood, then looked up at Selian.

There was still some blood and meat sauce stained on his lovely face, and he smiled charmingly at him.In the eyes, the stars are shining brightly.

Tops should have been terrified, but looking at the blood-stained face, the fear disappeared in his heart.

Tops stared blankly at Selian, and said suddenly:
"It is inappropriate for the academy to make new headgear."

Selian cocked her lips and raised her head:
"Anyway, sooner or later, I will overthrow the full moon and restore Yuanliu. This academy will be mine sooner or later. What's wrong with giving you a new hat in advance?"

"I'm afraid you have been exposed." Tops smiled wryly, but took the hood without any resistance.

"What are you afraid of? With your force field, we can always run out." Selian said.

"That's right," Topps said, putting on the same spherical hood as his bald head.

He turned the spherical hood: "Hey, this hood doesn't have a front and back, you don't even know if you wear it upside down."

"Okay, you can look back and appreciate the hood." Selian said, "Since it may have been exposed, then go to the full moon quickly. I asked the news from the respected King Bai, and the full moon is hiding in the big library. Here, let's go quickly."

Cerlian grabbed Tops by the wrist and went straight to the big library.

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In the discussion room, the magic professor leisurely cleaned up the mess.

She got up, and found that the huge red wolf was staring at her, with its canine teeth bared, extremely fierce.

"What to do?" The magic professor laughed, "I didn't tell him anything. I just talked about the fit, so he can think about it."

She nodded the golden thread net on her mouth: "With this, I can't say no. This guy cannot be avoided in this field, and it is impossible to give that child further guidance when it involves him."

(End of this chapter)