Mechanical God Emperor

"Fighting!! This is vindictive! It belongs to my vindictiveness!!"

Carl opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body. His eyes were filled with excitement. He screamed in the sky, and two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes.

In these years, Carl has always been clear that although no one dares to say him, there are many people in the dark who are laughing at him as a waste. There are also many people in the Shamanda family who want to change him, because the Shamanda family was created by Wu Xun, and the family is very strong. He is an inherited man who can't cultivate his vindictiveness and is not recognized by anyone.

Now Karl has been promoted to become a great knight, and under the intensification of the potion, the meridians have been opened up, and the road to cultivation in the future is smooth, and it is no longer a waste that cannot be cultivated.

Carl was full of self-confidence and strode to Yang Feng. He smiled and said: "Master Ian, I am the heir to the Salamanda family. Thank you for your potion. I owe you a favor. If there is a need, you can Come to me in the Saladanda family!"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "Karl, I just took out the potion to sell it. I bought the potion. It is your skill. You don't have to thank me."

Carl hearty smiled and said: "Haha, good! Master Ian, can you make friends with me?"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "Of course!"

Carl's change made everyone look at it, and the great men of the Morris empire were even more crazy, vying for the bottles of the potions that Yang Feng sold.

One hundred bottles of potion released by Yang Feng were quickly snapped up by people, raising about 20 million gold coins for him.

Garza, who was on the side, almost laughed at his mouth, more than 20 million gold coins, he could at least be divided into more than four million gold coins. This huge sum is enough for him to recruit more masters and buy more weapons and equipment.

Before the end of the crazy potion conference, Yang Feng walked slowly to the high platform.

Becky was a little cramped and followed Yang Feng.

Under the high platform. The great men of the Morrising Empire stared at Yang Feng one by one, and they all flashed a sense of awe.

Potions master Ian, a bottle of potion can change a person's destiny. Such a strong man, the great men of the Morris empire, would not be willing to offend him if they were not forced into desperation.

Yang Feng casually pointed to Becky, who was beside him, faintly said: "I am Ian. I announced one thing here. I have obtained permission from my majesty. I will build a magic school in the city of St. A college specializing in the cultivation of magicians. His Majesty will serve as the dean of the Magic Academy, and I will be the first deputy dean. If you are interested, you can find her to understand the situation."

Hearing the words of Yang Feng, the big men of the Morris empire below were red eyes, and they were holding on to Becky, and the eyes were flashing with a burning color.

Becky looked at the eyes of the big men. There is some fear in my heart.

The power of magic in the Faso plane is under the gods. One of the strongest forces. A magical corps commander of a magician can completely kill more than a dozen Terran Juggernauts into slag.

The Terran Juggernaut is a cultivator who attacks and defends the weak. The sword in their hands can kill the great warlock-level powerhouse, but once they are pulled far away, a first-class spell fireball can be slammed on them. They are heavy. A second-level spell rocket explosion can kill them if they hit their bodies.

The only way for the Swordsman to fight on the magician is to prevent the magician from locking his position and killing the other before the magician recites the magic. Of course, the tyrannical Terran Juggernaut can also smash a second-level attacking spell with the power of vindictiveness. However, their resistance to various cursed spells is extremely low, and they are inevitable. I can only use my vindictiveness to strengthen my body.

The magician is so powerful, also because of the existence of the magic net. And the ancient inheritance of the magician, the number of magicians has been very rare.

The Holy City of Blue is the emperor of the Morrisian Empire. It is so common to be a magician. If you are in a remote city, it is very difficult to find a magician.

A formal magician is also very high. In the Morrising Empire, a formal magician is comparable to the nobility, enjoying the privileges that many nobles will enjoy. This is also an opportunity for many civilians.

Many of the great aristocrats have multiple sons, but only the first-ranked successors can inherit most of their possessions such as titles and territories. The rest of the children can only be assigned to some meager property and then make their own living.

When the great aristocrats heard that the School of Magic was about to be created, they were very keen on the position of the students in the Magic Academy. Once a magician can be produced in their family, not only can the family's competitiveness be enhanced, but the children other than the scorpion can get a better future.

After Yang Feng announced the news, he immediately turned and walked down the high platform.

A big man named Morrisin’s empire gathered around and surrounded Becky directly.

A middle-aged man with a handsome face and two mustaches on his lips came to Becky with a gentle look. "Little Becky, why didn't you come to my house recently? Lisa missed you very much." It!"

Becky looked at the middle-aged man and flashed a glimpse of surprise in his eyes: "Uncle Adevin."

Becky used to go to Lisa's house to play. Every time I saw Adevin, I could feel the deep pride and a vague disdain in his courtesy. After growing up, Becky understood that Edwin did not want his daughter to associate with a civilian daughter like her.

Even if it is a Terran Juggernaut, as long as it is not a high-powered, Juggernaut, who holds the power in the imperial court of Morris, the nobles will not offend each other despite their apparent respect, but they are not in their hearts. Put those Juggernauts in your eyes.

The great aristocratic gatherings of the upper class will not invite the ordinary Terran Juggernaut to join.

Now Aidewin took the initiative to approach Becky, and his posture was extremely low, so that Becky couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

A great man named Morrisne Empire is close to Becky who wants to find out from her mouth what kind of existence is the magic school that Yang Feng will hold.

Becky was surrounded by the great men of the Morris empire, vanity was greatly satisfied, and then Yang Feng explained her situation to the big men of the Morris empire.

The events at this potion auction conference quickly spread throughout the Holy City of Blue City through various channels, and the entire Holy City Blue City was sensational.

Countless people have tossed and turned because of the imminent establishment of the Magic Academy, and countless big men are eager to get a invitation from a magic school through various means.

The magical inheritance of the Faso plane is very old, except that the royal court mages are systematically passed down. The rest of the magician's apprentices are all around, and after discovering a boy who is suitable for practicing magic and is in line with his own mind, this will be accepted as an apprentice and cultivated.

Some of the eccentric magicians even delved into magic, and did not consider the matter of the apprentice. When such a magician dies, their inheritance will be cut off. Only when some lucky people get the magic books or magic notes they left behind, can they create new magic apprentices.

In addition to some magical families, even some great aristocrats can only get some very common magic books, and it is very difficult to train a magician systematically.

Now Yang Feng actually opened the first college dedicated to training magicians in the Holy City of Blue City, which naturally caused a huge sensation.

The big aristocrats who doubted the strength of Yang Feng only investigated the origin of Yang Feng and no longer doubted the strength of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng is a court mages, and his majesty has fifty-nine formal magicians. These magicians can become the teachers of the Magic Academy.

Forty-nine formal wizards, as long as the qualifications are not too bad, can become magic apprentices.

In the slum of the Holy City of Blue.

In a cross-flow of sewage, people and animals can be smelled everywhere, the ground is muddy, and there is a stinking alley.

One is as thin as a hemp, the limbs are slender, his face is yellow due to malnutrition, and there is a teenager with short hair in a messy bird's nest. He is very vigilant and sticks his head out from a dark corner. He looks at it for a while before he is careful. I came to a dilapidated small room in front of the alley, pushed open the house and walked in.

In that room, there is a skinny little, yellow-skinny face, only a pair of big eyes look very bright, it looks only eleven or two years old, because the beautiful eyes look like some cute little girl.

"Arthur brother." The little girl saw the short-haired boy and greeted him directly.

Arthur looked at his biological sister, his eyes flashed a touch of love, carefully took out a fist-sized black bread from his arms, and loved it: "Baisha, eat."

The little girl flashed a touch of joy in her eyes. After thinking for a while, she took out two dilapidated small bowls, poured the water, and handed a bowl of clear water to Arthur. She was very sensible: "Arthur brother, let us eat together." ""

Arthur swallowed a slobber and tried to look away from the dark bread: "I have already eaten. I have already eaten a piece of white bread that the aristocrats have lost. I am not hungry now."

Hey, a voice of belly sound came from Arthur’s belly, and it was very loud in this empty room.

In the eyes of Bertha, a layer of mist was dyed, and the bowl of clear water was handed to Arthur's body, and the bright big eyes were filled with firmness.

Arthur no longer insisted, took out a dagger and cut the black bread, which was a little harder than the wood, into two halves, and handed the big half to Bertha: "Then we eat!" Continue~^~)