Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

　　In this multiverse, although there are dimensional barriers that are difficult to break between the major planes, this does not mean that the major planes are always in contact with each other.

　　 On the contrary, there will always be intersections between the faces of you for one of these reasons.

　　 are small enough to summon each other and fight together;

　　 a large scale invasion, the outbreak of war.

　　 If the **** of the Internet is really not the **** of Azeroth, then things are complicated!

　　Light, maybe come here to spread the faith and harvest the essence;

　　Heavy, maybe they have ulterior evil purposes, such as plundering souls, resources, and even directly occupying the plane.

　　 Judging from the internet god’s prayer “from the great existence of the blue star”, the mages are almost certain that he is the outside god.

　　 Then what is his purpose here?

　　 No one can guess.

　　 This urgent meeting finally ended in a heavy atmosphere.

　　The third of the four pillars of the Kwell Empire, decided to meet the **** of the Internet.

　　 The great momentum that the interconnected magical technique has swept across is no longer something they can stop, unless the **** of the Internet is killed and the **** that caused the problem is solved.

　　 But how can the gods be easy to kill?

　　 So seeing it, getting a deeper understanding, and then making a decision is undoubtedly the most sensible choice.

　　 In a meditation room engraved with magic patterns, Dundan, under the protection of Zimore and Bessie, chanted the prayers of the **** of the Internet and called out the Internet.

　　 Immediately, Dundan fell into silence.

　　He is waiting for the reaction of the Internet God. Here, the Forbidden God's magic pattern has ceased operation. He believes that with his special spirit power, it will inevitably attract the eyes of the Internet God.

　　 This wait is half an hour.

　　 "This..." Deng Daner frowned.

　　 Qi Moore and Bessie looked at each other.

　　 Deng Daner pondered for a while, shaking his soul power, and whispered: "I am Deng Daner, the dean of the Felix School of Magic. Dear Internet God, I think there should be some misunderstanding between us. Can we meet to discuss it in detail?"

　　 Without waiting for two seconds, the virtual scroll suddenly flashed.

　　 Deng Daner raised his eyebrows, and saw that someone suddenly sent a message in the unique social account formed based on the fluctuation of his soul.

　　 He clicked to open it, and saw that the friend list was inexplicably more than a netizen-he was the **** of the Internet.

　　 He sent a message: "Yes! I heard that the blood of the warrior in the'Mage's Hat' in front of your school is good. At eight o'clock tonight, let's see you there!"

　　 Deng Daner replied a little awkwardly: "As you wish, the respected **** of the Internet."

　　 The chat is over, Deng Daner has a strange face.

　　 This internet **** looks...very kind?

　　 no no no no!

　　 Cthulhu is the best at disguising, don't be fooled by him.

　　……

　　……

　　 The night is dark and the breeze is fading.

　　 In the Master's Hat Tavern, Dai Suova sat in front of the bar, silently savoring Pioneer Punch.

　　 The bustle of the pub seems to have nothing to do with him.

　　 Although the school hasn't officially issued the expulsion papers, he decided to leave the school by himself, not giving the school a chance to expel himself.

　　 Today's glass of wine, I am afraid it will be his last glass in Willis City.

　　 Tomorrow he will leave here and run for freedom.

　　 regret it?

Perhaps.

　　 After all, this is the place for him to learn and learn, and it is also the place where he rises to fame, and even more so that he meets...

　　 Forget it, he is now infamous, everyone avoids it, friends or something, forget it!

　　 "Hey, buddy, can you buy me a drink?"

The chatter interrupted Dessova’s sentimentality. He followed the sound and saw a young man wearing a weird black coat, lined with white shirt and blue crude fiber pants, looking at him with a smile on his face. .

　　Well, Felix, the famous magic genius, has fallen to the point of being rubbed by a tramp?

　　 Dessova lifted his chin to the bartender and motioned for him to order.

　　 "Thanks, a cup of warrior blood."

　　 The young man finished shouting and sat next to him and said, "Brother, it looks like you are in a bad mood? I was dumped by my girlfriend?"

　　 Dessova rolled his eyes.

　　 The bartender brought a glass of scarlet cocktail and joked: "He is Felix's magical genius. He is the only one who has the right to get rid of him. How can anyone else have the qualifications to get rid of him?"

　　 Dessova choked at the bartender: "Just your mouth!"

The bartender smiled and said: "I have invited this cup of warrior blood. By the way, thank you for the Mithril ring you gave me. I have to say that it opened the door to a new world for me. Now I can barely count as magic. Apprentice!"

　　 After finishing speaking, the bartender opened his right hand proudly, and a flame rose from his palm.

　　 That is the most basic and most tasteless magic of the fire element-Burning Hand.

　　 is the romance of the mage!

"Congratulations!"

　　 Dessova gave a knowing smile.

　　 Practicing the path of magic, the happiest time is often when the magic is successfully released for the first time.

　　 No matter how tasteless it is, it is not practical!

　　 "The future great magician, I have accepted your congratulations!" The bartender looked up to the sky.

　　 However, his pride was quickly broken.

"Puff, he will put a small flame, and he can be called a noble apprentice of magic? If so, then I am also considered?" On the side of the bar, a young mercenary in leather armor raised his hand, and a line sprang up in his palm. A scarlet flame that is hotter and brighter than the bartender.

　　 "My God, little Colin, you became a magic apprentice?"

　　 "When did you become apprentices of magic?"

　　The young mercenaries and bartenders immediately attracted the exclamation of countless guests in the tavern.

　　 "If I'm not mistaken, did you learn through the Internet?" Someone could not understand young people's prominence, and deliberately clicked on the key.

　　 "Internet? What is that?"

"Here, this is the Internet! Listen to me, hurry up and buy a few more interconnected rings, so that your relatives and friends can have one. In the future, you can not only contact anytime, anywhere, but also learn the magic vindictive art. Oh, anyway, there are everything in there, and The recipe book!"

　　 "Can you still learn magic in this?"

　　 The uninformed person at the bar was shocked!

　　 Further away, some guests even closed their mouths, pricked their ears, and looked over.

　　 "Of course, as long as you have points, you can learn taboo magic! Look at this library, I bet there are more books in this library than Felix Academy of Magic!"

"In addition to the magic book, there are also online courses. Well, this is it. It is the same as Felix Academy of Magic, but they are taught online. Last night, I listened to the lecture of the'young tutor'. It is not too exciting! There is a hunch that I will become a powerful magician!"

　　 "You are lucky. The latest Internet update can be logged in through prayer. I thought that in the beginning, I spent two gold coins to get a Mithril ring, but I was mad at me!"

　　 "However, praying for landing is not good. It is easy to get tired. It is best to log on with magic patterns."

　　 At this moment, the unknowingly feel itchy, desperately inquiring.

　　 I know, most of them don't take this as a secret, they directly activate the interconnection magic, and introduce it with spittle. Seeing the dumbfounded expressions of others, they feel more satisfied in their hearts.

　　 "Head Harriman, have you signed up to become an online tutor? I read the rules of the recruitment book, and you can definitely become a grudge instructor based on your level of fighting master."

　　 Someone greeted a mercenary captain.

　　 "Haha, let's not hide from you, I have already signed up, and I will pass the review in the afternoon. After the two days are busy, I will start class!"

　　 The head of Harriman said with a red face, in the social culture of the Kver empire, mentors are quite noble and respectable professions.

　　 can become a mentor, even if it is the middle-class leader Harriman, I feel very honored!

　　 Don't look at what he said, "I will go to class if I have been busy these two days." Actually, he has a shit? It was just nervous and timid, so I didn't dare to start broadcasting.

　　 In the past two days, I kept thinking about it. What should I say to show that he is knowledgeable and worthy of his status as a fighting master?

　　 I think he can become a glorious vindictive teacher in a few days!

　　 is not only famous for the Kveil Empire, but also earns a lot of points. UU reads www.uukanshu.com to redeem advanced fighting qigong methods. Head Harriman excitedly raised his glass and shouted: "Praise the **** of the Internet!"

　　 "Praise the **** of the Internet!"

　　 "Hahaha, I just **** love the **** of the Internet!"

　　 Someone responded,

　　 There are also drunks who express their love for the **** of the Internet in a unique way.

　　 For a time, the pub became more and more lively.

　　 This situation actually started a few days ago.

　　 As long as someone mentions the Internet, good guys, the atmosphere of the tavern immediately takes a step forward, and one after another joins the discussion.

　　 From the magical power within reach, to the story that happened in a small town far away in the sky, to the conspiracy of the gods mentioned in the forum, there are always topics not to be discussed.

　　 Talk to the happy place, the stranger you just met will activate the interconnection magic, add friends to each other, and agree to come back for a drink next time.

　　 Before they knew it, everyone suddenly realized that life was more rushing.

　　 Amidst the excitement, Dai Suohua looked at the drunk man who had been listening with his head and raised his chin and said, "Hey, brother, do you have any interconnected magic items?"

　　 "Huh?" The young man was startled.

That dazed expression made Dessova guess something. He took off his mithril ring and threw it over, saying, "I'm giving you it! Infused with soul power... Well, if you are not a mage, concentrate on staring at the ring. , Can also activate it, choose a power that suits you, and work hard!"

　　 The young man took the Mithril ring with a stunned expression.

　　 Dessova got up, drank the Pioneer Punch from the cup, and prepared to leave.

　　 At that moment, the light of the tavern suddenly brightened, and the noise of the tavern was instantly quiet for three minutes. When countless people looked at it subconsciously, they saw a group of noble magicians opening the door with full aura.