If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

The shaking frequency of Oort's head almost caught up with the high-speed motor rotor, and then he felt that it was not enough.

Hastily tore off the cuff of his clothes, and bandaged himself with his other hand and teeth.

"Look, isn't this the solution? Let's move on to the next link!"

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Why should I ask for his permission, wouldn't it be fine to just move my mouth!

Now the only way to explore the secrets of Oort is to use the blood in the test tube.

There was no other way, Circe had no choice but to put away the test tube, but still made a final attempt.

"Why don't you let me come?"

"No no! I have no problem!"

Gee!

Circe had no choice but to give up, and complained in her heart: "This guy really doesn't know what's good! I serve with my own mouth, and others don't have a chance if they want it!"

And Oort was grateful in his heart that he had perfectly avoided the wrong answer, and it was another day he survived successfully!

At the same time, he also began to be puzzled, magic had little influence on him?

"Teacher, you just said that magic has little effect on me, why is that?"

Speaking of this, Circe immediately regained his spirits.

"Didn't you notice it yourself? But that's right, abnormal people themselves will not be aware of abnormalities. It seems that there is a defect called color blindness. Green in the eyes of normal people is red in the eyes of color blind people.

This is the situation you are in right now. It is normal for magic to work on ordinary people, but it is so-called common that it does not work for you. "

A beautiful girl who was about to stop your bleeding with saliva just now turned into a rigorous academic demonstrator.

Circe's sudden change made Oort a little at a loss.

"You mean to say that it is normal to me just because it is abnormal?"

"Not bad, the ability to understand is very strong, as expected of my disciple!"

Circe was very appreciative, and continued:

"Let's start with the connection between us, this master-student relationship.

Why do you think you can become my disciple. "

"Because I passed the test."

After thinking about it, Oort gave the reason.

"Yes, but not entirely. It's just superficial."

"Then what's the real reason?"

"It is because of you, because of this abnormality in you, that you can become my disciple.

Perhaps you should be able to detect that no one should have passed the trial in the palace. "

Circe was outspoken, and lightly talked about life and death topics to Oort who had experienced it personally.

"For those gods, it is easy to pass the trial, but they don't have any need to do so, because the power is already strong enough.

And demigods with the blood of gods would never choose me as their teacher no matter what. As for the reason, I will explain it to you later. "

"You mean, you're not going to accept normal people?"

Oort smiled wryly at this. He was not regarded as a normal person, and he didn't know whether to be grateful or upset.

"Of course!" Circe said confidently, "In this abnormal era, the abnormal people born are worthy to be the heirs of our Hecate lineage. Is there any problem?"

Unusual times?

Hearing this, Oort, who knew that he was in the Hearing Belt, suddenly constricted his heart.

Has your teacher noticed it?

The wrong direction of the world, a point of disagreement that appeared at an unknown time.

"Teacher also thinks this world is a bit weird?"

After hesitating again and again, Oort said so.

Now that his teacher has said so, it shows that he also noticed the abnormality, and brought up the topic to learn more information. Oort thinks it is worthwhile.

Moreover, he gradually trusted Circe.

The most reliable person in the world is definitely a witch.

The devout gods will punish them for trivial matters, while the dependent witch will give everything to herself unconditionally.

But the scariest person in this world is also a witch.

Because of your piety, the gods may settle the feud again, and the witch will kill the betrayers.

"Hmph, sure enough, as an abnormal person, you have also noticed it.

Those lofty gods have lived too long, and someone needs to see them off. "

The blasphemous remarks were uttered naturally by Circe, and her hatred was beyond words.

Oort rarely violated his own survival rules not to offend the gods, and did not stop his teacher.

He remembered that the teacher once said that in the palace, there is no need to fear the gods too much.

Then let her go, Oort doesn't know why the teacher hates God so much.

But at this moment, he chose to stand by his teacher Circe.

"Tsk, it seems that I have talked too much. For you now, it is too early to know." Circe calmed down after venting his emotions, "I don't know what kind of secret you have, but There is no doubt that you have this super magic immunity."

"According to the records in ancient documents, this ability should be [Magic Power], the level is at least A, if it is not right, it should be rated as EX!"

Circe felt that he was still too conservative, and directly gave an evaluation of [Magic Power] EX.

"Although your talent is a little bit worse than mine, you are far superior to me in terms of magic power reserves."

Even at this time, Circe did not forget his persistence.

"You make me a thumb-sized crystal."

Oort followed the instructions, made a crystal, and handed it to the teacher.

"No matter from which point of view, it can be called perfect!"

Circe exclaimed.

"Just the magic power of making this small piece of crystal is already equal to the sum of my magic power. So, you should have an intuitive experience, right?"

17. Do you understand the gold content of [Magic Power] EX!

So I'm so good?

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But does such an outrageous situation really exist in Xingyue?

"Aren't you joking?" Oort trusted Circe, but he still asked this question.

"I only used a little mana to make this crystal!"

"That's why I said, you are an abnormal person, and you are abnormal enough with this terrifying magic power reserve alone!"

Circe thought to himself, if I had this reserve of magic power, I would have killed Olympus long ago, why do I need to hide here?

"Besides, you don't really think that a crystal made with a small amount of magic power can be so hard that it can even trap Cerberus?"

Makes sense!

Oort gradually accepted the fact that he was a "magic nuclear power plant".

"But there is no direct relationship between a large reserve of magic power and immunity to magic?"

Speaking of this, Circe's expression turned cold instantly.

She stared at her "good" disciple with an unkind expression, and said, "Do you still remember the first room you entered in the palace?"

Oort has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and casually said:

"Of course I remember! At first I heard a huge sound from a distance, and thought it was some ferocious beast, or a powerful monster, ready to fight to the death.

After all, to become your disciple, you should risk your life. "

Circe softened a little, but soon realized something was wrong.

At first, this kid thought of himself as Medea! !

The loose fist was clenched again, already on the verge of erupting.

"But when I entered the room, I found out that there were three cute puppies inside, and I teased them for a while."

"anything else?"

"There is also a conch on the table. When I picked it up, it shattered. I feel that the quality is not up to standard. Then I will go to the beach and pick another one for you!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Oort was sanctioned by the teacher's powder fist.

"That's the first magic dress my teacher gave me! You bastard!!"

The Oort people were dumbfounded. He didn't expect an ordinary conch to have such an important meaning.

"...I thought it was..."

Conch shells picked up on the beach.

Oort was very wise not to finish the rest of the sentence, otherwise he would definitely learn what it means to respect a teacher today.

"I'm sorry..." Tens of thousands of words trying to justify finally turned into two words.

He can understand the sadness of destroying something cherished.

At the same time, he also understood that he couldn't empathize with the teacher's one-tenth of the sadness.

The scene suddenly cooled down, and after a long stalemate, Circe broke the deadlock.

"Get up and stand outside the pavilion."

The voice was a bit cold, but the anger subsided.

Oort obediently stood outside the pavilion.

"Don't understand what magic immunity is, right? Then I'll show you a demonstration!"

Circe got up and summoned his magic dress for battle.

A coat made of feathers, a black and white feather headdress, golden pink wings, and the full-length moon staff that symbolizes the night.

The magic power on her body exploded vigorously, and even the magic power in the air was full of activity.

"Look, this is the magic immunity brought by [For Magic Power] EX."

The purple thunder is simply condensed in the staff, and behind the thunder is a mysterious magic circle.

The gust of wind generated by the explosion of magic power made the corners of the clothes rattle violently, and the fine hair flew freely in the wind.

With this trick, Circe can be called the magic No.1 under the gods.

"Dedicate everything to the goddess!"

babble babble!

The distance between Oort and Circe was only a few meters, and he could even feel the jumping arc flickering on his face.

With the end of the chanting, the power of Thunder surged, and Circe even increased the output of magic power.

"Relax, you are the disciple I found with great difficulty, how could I kill you?"

But with your posture, it really doesn't look like you didn't kill someone! !