A Sorcerer’s Journey

A day later.

Qiyang dived down in the sky and a sorcerer apprentice crushed the badge in his hand in a desperate scream.

The fire gradually retracted. Green under the pale mask felt the crest mark points on his forehead, but he did not have half the joy he deserved. Instead, his eyes were red and covered with blood silk, and he was stained with a few points of fatigue.

The ringing branches have become ineffective, and Green finally knows what curse he is under.

Whenever Green closes his eyes, he somehow feels suddenly attacked behind him, or nearby Rafi, Binghanson and others are desperately turning to themselves for help and other strange disturbances, and when he opens his eyes, everything returns to nature and nothing happens.

Perhaps Rafi, Binghamson, and others can rely on reason to overcome Green's cry for help, but the feeling of an unknown cold sweat being suddenly attacked has allowed Green to constantly hang his heart, turn around sharply, tighten his mind, and instinctively make various defensive postures.

So let's not close our eyes and rest, but blinking is a luxury for Green.

For two days a day, Green can still insist, but if it's ten full days and you want to compete for the Santa Claus qualification peak reward...

However, let Green change his body information, this unnamed curse will not disappear, as if it were some kind of weirder, deeper weird curse, only a day after the district tortured Green some mental trance.

Don't be weak!

Green pushed himself as if he were breaking into the Tower of Defeat alone, as if he were going to drive himself crazy alive. His eyes were red under the pale mask, and the blues bursting above his forehead were masked, and as his powerful breathing Green flew up, he continued to fly forward.

Many wizard apprentices in the twelve great districts today, Millie and the primitive curse Ashiro of the Ice Age have been defeated by Green, and no one alone can compete as Green opponent, only a team of ten great masters can make Green a little bit more nervous.

Of course, such a sorcerer apprentice is itself a contender for prep sorcerer qualifications, and it is unlikely that another team will be formed.

……

Half the hourglass time later.

Whoops! Boom!

The dark sky fell with a shadow, immediately after the next moment, the other shadow in the rear relentlessly chased down, after a grunting roar, the space distorted a bit, the previously fallen figure left the Santa qualification war mystery.

On the ground, Green slowly stashed the Hydra sword away, feeling a stamp of growth on his forehead unmoved, his eyes covered with blood silk slowly looked at the three witch apprentices not far away who had already been shocked.

Hmm?

Senior Brother Varo?

There was not much interest in these three Wizard Apprentices with less than a hundred stamps, but after Green suddenly saw one of them as his own Brother Varo, he thought about it and planned to go say hello.

A few flickers, Green appeared in the sky not far from Varo, and another flicker flew in front of Varo.

“Go!”

In a low voice, the two wizard apprentices next to Varo did not hesitate to crush the badge and completely lost their image due to space distortion. How dare they hesitate to see with their own eyes this horrible guy in a white mask chase the first of the top ten experts of the Black Sorta Wizards College from afar, and then shoot each other out of the sky, forcing them to crush their badges.

God knows what will happen if the badge is crushed a little later.

Eh?

Varo naturally recognised Green and was really frightened by Green's horror, even before he could explain to the two companions around him, the two guys were scared away.

Of course, Varo understands the feelings of those two companions.

After all, their three wizard apprentices were just trying to break in and meet the real masters. They didn't even want to compete for the prep wizard qualification. Varo's two friends, both of his kind, belong to the Wizard apprentice who studied Ao Yi knowledge. Witchcraft means a lot but does not have much fighting power.

When Green saw the two of them leave the land slightly, he understood what had happened. He did not care, but looked at Varo and whispered: “Brother Varo. ”

Wallow stretched out his tongue and said, "Look at you scared the shit out of them. ”

Despite that, Varo couldn't help but twitch his eyes and gauge Green, swallowing his saliva: “You bastard, what's this all about? Normally, you can be intolerant. This Santa Claus qualification battle is amazing. Even the Dutch guy has just been thrown out of the world by you. ”

Green smiled slightly, albeit reluctantly, with the atmosphere.

All of a sudden, Varo seemed to think of something, staring straight at Green's pale mask and those bloody eyes, his face changed, and he couldn't believe it: "Green, since yesterday our twelfth arrondissement has been circulating blood, you won't be the one to say it? ”

Green glanced, slightly stunned: “Blood in white? ”

Valo looked at Green's reddish eyes and looked at the miserable white on the mask. He instantly confirmed his thoughts and swallowed his saliva. "You, you... you, you bastard, are you! You swept our entire district, making all ten of our top Wizard Apprentices in District 12 afraid to hide their fears, people panicked, and thought they were legendary Wizard Apprentices coming across borders from other regions. Now, you're like...”

At the end of the day, Varo couldn't find an adjective either, and he felt that it was inappropriate to make a fuss, because Varo's invisibility felt that Green was not in good shape.

“Hey…”

“When you go out, the old man must be proud of you," said Varo boringly. "Now his legacy is completely inherited by you. He's bragging to some of the old men. Some of the old Springs Master Sister's scenery! ”

Green shook his head: “If the mentor knew you were calling him an old man behind your back, he would definitely kill you himself. ”

"How could he have known if you hadn't told him? All right, all right, you better go collect your stamps. I can't leave this place alone. ”

Thus, Varo crushed the badge in his hand.

It wasn't until Varo left that Green's bloody eyes turned around slowly, looking at the demonic woman slowly coming out behind a pillar of stone, her eyes glaring coldly: “Critia? ”

Behind the stone pillar, a witch apprentice in a red and green photo dress slowly walked out, and a large piece of snow and white skin was exposed, and the red stripes on the long skirt turned out to be a fiery red scorpion.

On the one hand, the skirt obscures the shyness of Claretia, and on the other, it highlights the exaggerated figure of Chana. A golden glitter mystery necklace in front of the soaring snow-white chest slides into the gap between the two peaks, creating infinite visibility. It's just that the wonderful, seductive face of Critia, known as the Charmer of Despair during this new recruit, is shocking and incredible to look at Green.

“Green with a pale face, is that you?” Critia's voice sounds like it's coming from deep down in her throat, inducing opposite sexual impulses.

Green had little interest in this sorcerer apprentice called the Charming Desperate during the rookie's trial. Looking at each other's mark was also dark as dark as ink reaching more than a hundred, full of tired eyes and cold flashes. He was about to do it, but Critia hurried to shout: “Don't do it, I came to you on my own! ”

A slight glimpse, Green cold-blooded: “Actively looking for me? Give me points? ”

Critia choked, hurried to wave her hand, tried to put a "pure” smile on her face, and lowered her posture: “Sir Green, when the new recruits tried, we didn't have any complaints, did we? So... do we have some possibilities for cooperation? ”

“Humph, working with you?” Green's reddish eyes are ridiculous and disdainful: “What strength do you think you have to work with me? ”

Critia smiled and shook her head slowly: "It is my strength that is not worth mentioning to you, is there a precondition for cooperation? If strength threatens you, I'm afraid you won't give me a chance to speak at all. ”

Critia looked at Green with great confidence, which made Green also interested, enduring the tiredness in her heart and the aversion to delay time, and said softly: "Tell me, how do you want to cooperate, what can you offer me? ”

He raised his head arrogantly, and Critia stared straight into Green's eyes, confident: “I've been studying the principles and fluctuations of this integral imprint at the College of Wizards ever since the rookie trial ended. Because I know that with only 20 years, it's hard for me to guarantee myself the chance to qualify as a demon hunter. But if it helps an absolutely strong person..."

Yes, as early as a decade ago, there was only one real goal for Critia, which was that when Millie and Cape Athiro drove themselves out of victory, they sold themselves the ability to search for the mark, aiding their winner in redeeming the mark points!

This is the unique wisdom that belongs to Critia.

Green wondered, “This mark? ”

“Yes, that's the mark! Now I, as long as they don't have control over the forces of nature, however hidden, can clearly sense the general position of any Wizard Apprentice with more than 300 mark points in the range of 5,000 meters, which is what I've been researching for over a decade!” Speaking of which, in the end, Critia was a little proud.

Green held on for a moment and watched this witch apprentice quietly.

This wisdom is truly a different way to go, and the Wizard Apprentice would never have thought of this dimension. While this is a "cheating” act for the selection of the Santa Claus qualification battle, it uses the ingenious wisdom of a wizard, so not only does it not violate any rules, but it may also praise as a genius if there is an informed official wizard.

But Green wouldn't really believe Critia right away, staring into Critia's eyes and asking, "So how many mark points do I have now? ”

“Between 6300 and 6400!” Critia didn't even think about it.

At this point, Green was completely convinced that the other person did have what he called a magical ability, and he asked, "What do you want? ”

Critia licked her lips, but didn't answer immediately. Instead, she was excited: "I thought I could help you find your prey, but now it looks like I can help you with something else. Aren't you haunted by a curse right now? I guess that must be the mysterious curse left by the original curse of Ashiro. ”

Green's breathing a little fast: "Yeah, you know how to figure that out? ”

Critia sees Green so, his heart completely relaxed and his eyes turned: "I will tell you how to break the curse as long as His Excellency Green is able to sign a contract to ensure that 2,000 points are earned for me first in the next few days. Of course, I will stay with you for the next ten days and look for your prey! ”

2,000 points, even if Critia is then expelled from the Santa Claus qualification war secret, 1,000 points is enough to ensure Critia is ready to qualify as a Wizard Hunter.

And for the entire Santa Claus qualification, Green estimates that there should be between 200,000 and 250,000 Wizard Apprentices, or 200,000 and 250,000 points in total. Wizard apprentices who leave the country can take half their points. While killing Wizard apprentices can earn all of their points, all remaining Wizard apprentices should compete for about 150,000 points, possibly more.

The cost of losing 2,000 points in exchange for more resource information...

Green had hardly any hesitation and said, “Deal! ”

A moment later, knowing that he was cursed because of the Hydra Sword, Green, with a very ugly face, abandoned a Hydra Sword. I think it was Green who “contaminated” the Hydra Sword through his own blood when he cut off Ashiro's arm with the Hydra Sword.

After Green abandoned the Hydra Sword, Green had just left for dozens of meters and struggled like a mollusk. It seemed that something mysterious twisted the Hydra Sword. At the same time, there is a hidden and unclear aura, which seems to be something of a mystery.

(The mystical stuff, which will be told together with the talent of the communication dimension gap with the protagonist later, is something with a little “science fiction” meaning, related to some of the deeper content of the story. But don't think too much, like dimensional warfare or anything, without these things, the story is still told according to the Pseudo-Material System.

A few hundred meters after Green left the Hydra Sword, that hidden mental disturbance began to dissipate, and Green's exhausted body and mind could finally get relief, followed by Critia smiling proudly, lubricated tongue licking red lips.

……

After seven or eight hourglass times.

Guided by Critia, Green expelled all the nearby Wizard Apprentices who sensed a mark of more than 300 points from the secret realm of the Santa, then left District 12 with the Wizard Apprentice, leaving the Stone Column Forest, which had trembled in Greenwich.

…………

PS: It was originally arranged to unravel the curse in the next chapter, but think about it, it should be this chapter, or the book review area should be...

I was in a bad mood these past two days, and when I saw the book review of the troublemaker, I deleted it, and yesterday I still had some insomnia.

Guess what the end of this Santa qualification battle is. Feel free to associate, leave a message and come back in a few days.

Tip: This volume is called Santa Feng.