Real Name God

　　——"Turn on Lingshi."

　　 When he was thinking about it, a man’s low and hoarse voice suddenly came from his ear

　　 Richard was taken aback, but he quickly calmed down. Naturally there will be no one else speaking at this moment, only the host here, Noveh Rasputin.

　　 He didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately followed suit. The so-called "spiritual vision" is equivalent to the state of being able to see the spiritual world during meditation. It's just that meditation is the closed eyes of wizards, which belongs to the "insight" of visualizing themselves; while Lingshi observes the outside world while maintaining this state. The basic skills of wizards of any rank and any field.

　　 When Richard opened the eyes of inner vision, his vision was filled with countless blue light in an instant. Like the water rippling on the lake, it shrouded him like a veil and covered every corner of this huge and dark space.

　　 With this gentle light, Richard could finally see his surroundings clearly. The place he was in was a wide room almost like a square. The solemn and gorgeous patterns can be seen on the floor and walls, just like being in a historic church or palace. But this palace was taller than all the buildings he had imagined. He raised his head, the dome was extremely far away from him, so far away he couldn't see the embossed decoration on it, only the brilliance of stars could be seen. Richard felt like standing under the endless starry sky, always feeling his own insignificance.

　　 The interior of this towering palace is filled with countless floating luminous bodies. It is similar to the "spirit" that Richard saw before he turned on his vision. Their images are male and female, and some are not even humans, which are closer to monsters in myths and legends. They are like jellyfish living in the deep sea, emitting soft light enough to illuminate their surroundings; when the spirits linger back and forth in the air, they leave traces like a winding galaxy.

　　 Richard held his breath for a moment. It turns out that there are so many spirits living in this palace! For a moment he only felt dazzled, countless luminous bodies moving back and forth between walls and walls, ceiling and ground. Although he didn't understand what they were doing, they were undoubtedly busy and working like ordinary people on the ground. With. What a spectacular scene! The "ocean" built by countless spirit bodies floated up and down, and it was only at this time that he saw the huge and dark iron throne in the depths of the palace.

　　 Above the throne, there is a figure sitting in the dark. That person is sitting there silently in the posture of a thinker, as if he is falling into a protracted contemplation.

　　 Richard's heart shuddered, and he saluted him respectfully immediately.

　　 "Master Rasputin..."

　　 "Abraham, I remember your name is this?"

　　 Clearly separated by a long distance, but the voice of the legendary wizard is close to my ears.

"Yes."

　　 Richard lowered his head.

　　 "How long has it been since I brought you to the tower?"

　　 "A whole year."

　　 "Really?...it's been so long."

　　 The figure on the throne that had been motionless like a sculpture finally changed its posture at this time. Rasputin put his hand on the back of the chair and slapped it gently. He clearly didn't use too much force, like a subconscious action. But the luminous "ocean" floating in the palace shook suddenly like a storm.

　　 The beautiful "Star River" in the sky turned into a stormy sea in an instant. Richard closed his eyes quickly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

　　 "How is life on the tower?"

　　 The apprentice was silent for a few seconds.

　　 The other party seemed to be asking casually, but he did not dare to answer with a relaxed mind.

　　 If you tell the truth, his life on the tower is definitely not "good". The key lies in his incompatibility with the top-level environment. This has led to the fact that Richard has no friends or partners so far, and even people who can be called acquaintances and talkatives do not exist. This is not a matter of time. Richard traveled to this world in one year and one month, and he started the wizarding practice a year ago, but he actually became an apprentice a month ago. The higher the level, the higher the difficulty level, and the talent is so critical to the wizard. In short, if it takes nearly a year to reach level 1, then it may take ten years to reach level 2, and it may take a lifetime to reach the official level 3. When the wizards on the top level became apprentices, they didn't have more than half a month.

　　The attitude of young people towards themselves has gradually changed since then. Richard can actually understand that even in a modern society where everyone is equal, people who are born with intellectual disabilities are also more likely to be treated coldly than ordinary people. In fact, because they are not aborigines, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com His abilities in the magic way are almost similar to those of low-energy people. In the magic tower that advocates strength, it is unexpected to be regarded as an eye-catching existence.

Of course, because a high-ranking wizard leader brought Richard up, even if he is an incompetent person, there are still a few people like Reed Joyce who will actively make trouble; and even that one. The yellow-haired young man who looked like the ruffian and hooligan also dared to threaten after he inquired about the situation and tried several times in secret, and came to the guess that "Master Rasputin doesn't value him." In addition, Richard has always felt that his actions were directed by someone behind his back. But let alone others, he even felt that Novih had forgotten his existence.

　　 "...It's okay."

　　 Despite countless thoughts in his mind, Richard finally only briefly answered with one word. This is not to say that he does not have the anger of being discriminated against, or that it is too embarrassing to make a small report, but that the risk is too high, and no matter what the result is, it is unlikely that he can afford it.

　　The legendary wizard patted the back of the chair again. Accompanied by Rasputin's movements this time, the countless spirit bodies that were scurrying around quickly calmed down again this time, floating still in place.

　　 "You can follow me during this time."

　　 "Yes, please tell me."

　　 Richard answered without hesitation.

　　 Although he had vague guesses in his heart, when he really heard the other party's words, chaotic thoughts filled his mind.

　　 Richard is very self-aware of himself. Since coming to the tower, the only job he has been assigned to is to collect monthly taxes from the bottom a few days ago. This is not to say that he has special treatment, but that the rest is more like the work that wizards should do. As an apprentice, he can't do it.