Mechanical God Emperor

“Fight!! That's fighting! It's my fight!! ”

Karl opened his eyes and felt the changes in his body, his eyes filled with excitement, a loud whistle sounded from the sky, two lines of tears flowing out of his eyes.

Over the years, Karl has been aware that while no one dares to speak to him in person, there are many people in the dark who laugh at him as a piece of crap. There are also a number of people in the Salamanda family who secretly want to replace him, because the Salamanda family was founded with martial arts and a strong culture of martial arts within the family. He was an heir who could not cultivate his courage and was not recognized at all.

Now that Karl has jumped to the ranks of the Grand Knight, and with the strengthening of that magic, the path to cultivation in the future is smooth and no longer irretrievable.

Karl was confident and walked to Yang Feng, smiling: “Master Ian, I am Karl, the heir to the Salamanda family. Thank you for the potion. I owe you one. Come to the Salamanda family if you need me in the future! ”

Yang Feng smiled: “Karl, I just took out the potion to sell. You can buy the potion. You don't have to thank me. ”

Karl smiled. “Ha ha, good! Master Ian, can you make friends with me? ”

Yang Feng smiled: “Sure! ”

Karl's change made everyone see it, and the big characters of the Morrison Empire went even crazier, competing for that bottle of magic sold by Yang Feng.

A hundred bottles of magic medicine released by Yang Feng were quickly robbed by people, raising about 20 million gold coins for him.

Garza next to him almost smiled, more than 20 million gold coins, and he could at least divide it into more than four million gold coins. This huge sum is enough for him to recruit more masters and buy more weapons and equipment.

Yang Feng slowly walked over the high ground just before the madness of the potion convention was over.

Becky followed Yang Feng in a hurry.

Beneath that platform, the big characters of the Morrison Empire stared at Yang Feng one by one, and their eyes flashed with awe.

Ian, the master of magic, a bottle of magic can change a man's fate. Such a strong man, the great figures of the Morrison Empire, would not have been willing to offend him if he hadn't been forced to despair.

Yang Feng whispered casually to Becky beside him: “I'm Ian, and I want to announce something here. I have the permission of His Majesty to build a magic academy, an academy specializing in the training of magicians, in the city of Blue City. His Majesty will hold the post of Dean of the School of Magic, and I will hold the post of First Vice Dean. If you're interested, you can ask her for information. ”

After hearing Yang Feng's words, the big characters of the Morrison Empire below a pair of eyes red, dead against Becky, their eyes sparkling with burning color.

Becky looked at those big people and she was scared.

The power of magic in the face of Fiso is one of the most powerful forces under the gods. A Legion of Magic Commanders can slaughter more than a dozen human swordsmen in the face.

People's Sword Saint is a strong and weak practitioner. The sword in their hands can slaughter the great magician-level strong, but once distanced, a first-degree magic fireball can strike them severely. A second-degree spell rocket exploded if it hit their bodies and could bomb them.

The only way to fight a sorcerer is to prevent the sorcerer from locking his position and to slaughter him before the sorcerer recites his magic. Of course, the strong and horizontal people of Kensei can also fight the power of a sword to chop off a secondary attack system spell. However, their resistance to all kinds of cursing spells is extremely low and inevitable. They can only strengthen their own hard resistance with fighting.

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

Santa Blanc is the emperor of the Maurice Empire that makes magicians so common that it is difficult to find a magician in some remote cities.

An official magician is also extremely high, and within the Maurice Empire, an official magician is comparable to a noble and enjoys the privileges of many nobles. It is also an opportunity for many civilians to come forward.

Many of those great nobles have multiple heirs, but only first-order heirs can inherit most of their titles, territories, etc. The rest of the children are generally able to divide only a few small pieces of property and then earn their own livelihood.

As soon as the great aristocrats heard of the imminent creation of the Magic Academy, they were keenly focused on the place of the students in the Academy. Once there is a magician in their family, not only can they improve the family's competitiveness, but also their offspring besides their sons can have a better future.

After Yang Feng announced the news, he turned around and walked off the platform.

A big figure from the Morrison Empire came and surrounded Becky directly.

A handsome middle-aged man with a two-handed beard in his mouth came to Becky gently and asked, "Becky, why haven't you come to my house lately? Lisa misses you so much! ”

Becky looked at the middle-aged man and her eyes flashed with surprise: “Uncle Edwin. ”

Becky used to go to Lisa's house a lot, and every time she saw Edwin, she could feel a deep sense of pride and a hint of disdain hidden in his manners. When Becky grew up, she realized that Edwin didn't want her daughter to associate with a civilian daughter like her.

Even if it is a human sword saint, as long as it is not a high-weight sword saint who holds the weight in the court of the Maurice Empire, those great nobles, while ostensibly respectful, will not offend each other, but they do not see the sword saints in their hearts.

The grand aristocratic gathering of the uppermost society will not invite ordinary people to join in at all.

Now Edwin is proactively approaching Becky with a very low posture, creating a strange emotion in Becky's heart.

A big figure from the Morrison Empire approached Becky trying to find out from her what it was like to host the forthcoming magic school at Yang Feng.

Becky was surrounded by the great characters of the Morrison Empire, and vanity was greatly satisfied, and then Yang Feng was always told about her situation by the big characters of the Morrison Empire.

What happened at this magic auction soon spread through all the channels, and the whole city was blown to pieces.

Countless people turned the other way because of the forthcoming establishment of the Academy of Magic, and countless figures were eager to find an invitation to the Academy of Magic by any means possible.

The magic inheritance of Fischer's position is ancient, except for the systematic inheritance of the royal court magician. The rest of the magician's apprenticeships are apprenticeships and nurturing young people who have traveled everywhere, discovered that they are suitable for practicing magic and fit their own minds.

Some wizards with strange personalities have even studied magic without even considering the apprenticeship. When such magicians die, their inheritance will be cut off. New magic apprenticeships can only be born if some lucky ones receive the magic books or magic notes they left behind.

In addition to some magic families, even some of the great nobles can only get some very ordinary magic books, and it is very difficult to systematically train a magician.

Now Yang Feng actually opened the first school dedicated to the training of magicians in Santa Feng's Blue City, which naturally caused a huge sensation.

The nobles who doubted Yang Feng's strength merely investigated Yang Feng's whereabouts and no longer doubted Yang Feng's strength.

Yang Feng is the archmage of the court, under which there are fifty-nine official magicians. These magicians can fully become teachers of the Magic Academy.

Fifty-nine formal magician mentors are likely to become magic apprentices as long as their qualifications are not too poor.

In a slum in Santa Blue City.

In a sewage stream, human and animal dung can be smelled everywhere, the ground is muddy and there is a stinking alley inside.

A teenager, thin as a hemp rod, with yellow face due to malnutrition and short hair like a messy bird's nest, protruded his head from a dark corner with great vigilance. He weighed his left and right for a while before approaching the old cabin in front of the alley carefully, pushing the house away and walking in.

In that room, there was a thin little, skinny, yellow face, only one big pair of eyes that looked very bright, only eleven or twelve years old, because those beautiful eyes looked like some cute little girl.

“Brother Arthur.” The little girl greeted the short-haired teenager as soon as she saw him.

Arthur looked at his own sister, flashing a touch of love in her eyes, carefully touching a fist-sized black bread out of her arms, loving: “Pasha, eat. ”

The little girl's eyes flashed with joy, thinking for a moment, took out two old bowls, poured fresh water, handed a bowl of fresh water to Arthur, knowing perfectly well: "Brother Arthur, let's eat together. ”

Arthur swallowed a sip and painstakingly removed his gaze from the black bread: “I've eaten it, I've just eaten a piece of white bread that the nobleman had thrown away, and I'm not hungry yet. ”

Grunts, a belly beep coming out of Arthur's belly, in this empty hut, and it was very loud.

Bertha's eyes were stained with fog, passing the bowl of fresh water to Arthur, and his bright eyes filled with firmness.

Arthur stopped insisting and took out a dagger and cut the black bread, which was harder than wood, in half, and handed the big half to Bertha: "Then we'll share! ”