Soul of Negary

This is just one day. For ordinary people in the academy capital, the world is still the same, but for the mystery, everything is not clear.

Some magics that originally required the aid of spell-casting materials to be used can be easily cast, and some magic rituals with insufficient energy can be successfully started.

The air is full of magical feelings. For these long-running mages, it is heaven.

Although the power of magic is only a kind of power, when the power emerges, it is particularly easy to stir everyone's emotions.

Just one day today, various conflicts continue to occur. The mysteries hidden in the city, cultists, the head of the Seven Gods Church, the host of the Master’s House, and even the people of the Unclean Retreat.

With Negri’s spiritual consciousness, he can perceive the magic conflict of the entire city, and the movement of the entire tide will be shifted. Because of these shifts, countless magic rituals set up in the city must be adjusted.

At this time, it is necessary to look at the division's personal ability and preparation. If the adjustment is not good enough, the entire magic circle will be directly broken under the magic offset. The counterattack is still light. The important thing is to cause a small-scale powerful tidal vortex.

The strength of the vortex will exceed your expectations. The magic power is completely pulled out of the body, and even the whole person is entrapped by the magic power and turned into a part of the mixed flow, becoming a spoils of others.

Every magic dinner is a shuffle. There are always unforeseen circumstances, so people who are confident can't say that they can survive the magic dinner, especially this magic dinner is very abnormal.

"This is not normal." In a low-key luxury house, a middle-aged man with a slightly high hairline was sitting on the sofa, Shen Sheng said.

"Which year's magic dinner is normal, teacher." Calanche put a glass of wine in front of a middle-aged man, grabbed another glass of wine and took a sip, his teacher and his father were close friends when they were young, so he could Becoming a teacher's favorite disciple, like other students, is not so much a student as a coolie and food reserves. "This time our preparations have been done most thoroughly."

"Yeah, it's done the most comprehensive." Marche nodded, then looked up at the blonde young man in front of him, much like he was when he was young. After all, this is his son. "Your father and mother are all right. "

"It's pretty good." Calanche nodded.

"Carde is still there, he is still not convinced." Marchi then asked, Card was his original disciple and helped him manage the mud gang. The reason why this disciple became the original was naturally that Carranci appeared. So there is always no deal between these two disciples.

Marchi felt a little ashamed of Card, so he has never dealt with this disciple. Now it seems that there are some big tails. If he really doesn’t know how to lift it, he can only take a hard hand. After all, one was brought back from the garbage man. One is his own son.

"By this morning's incident, I asked for more benefits." Calanche is a wise man. He said that he did not mix too much personal emotions with this matter. He knows clearly that he has been competing for this matter. Completely prevailed, this time too thin and cool performance is not good.

"Well, I will warn him, there are some things that I gave him." Marche nodded and said.

Then Carranci remembered something like, "I went to meet Negri today, and gave him the blood crystals, but although he was very similar to the former Dean Mikael, I always felt something was wrong. local."

"Don't care about that guy. I don't have much interest entanglement with him. What he should think about now is how to face Brali." Marchi didn't care much about Negri. As he said, the interests of both Not much related.

March is not an academic, but it is not a hostile faction. Before Calanche entered Mobis College, it was just an ordinary transaction.

"Isn't Negri already taking advantage?" Calanche clearly knew what happened at the school gate yesterday.

It’s okay for the law enforcement team to kill as many garbage people as possible, but the dignitaries of the college capital are more or less related to various mages. Their complaints have to be dealt with by the law enforcement team.

In this case, the law enforcement team either immediately grabbed Field and brought it to justice, or reconciled with Negri to concede defeat, allowing Negri to take back the means, and everyone with a clear eye can see that Field is Negri's hand.

"No, although Negri's method is not good for persecuting Bradley, but at the same time, it also hates other people. No one is a fool. Field is a dog released by Negri. People now complain about the law enforcement team, but they also remember Negri's account."

"Once Field was arrested by the law enforcement team, Negri was in a desperate situation. The mad woman of Brali was not that simple." Marche was about to say something, and heard a scream of sorrow.

"Mikeel, no, Negri, I curse you, your heart will be eaten by black worms, your brain will have bleeding worms, your forehead will be captured by evil spirits, and you, Brewer, you too Not to die."

Hearing this scream, Marche touched the mirror next to it, revealing the scene on the street outside.

In the evening streets of the capital of the college, you can hardly see it, even if some people are also crazy thieves or mysteries, now a woman in her thirties is dressed very modestly, but her hair, which was originally neatly coiled, has been scattered, and It is rapidly turning white, and the blood on the precious foreign bodies is blooming.

Not far from her, Brewer collapsed to the ground, holding a bloody dagger in his hand, and the blood on it showed a strange light, as if it would never recede.

Marche twitched her lips, feeling that she was slapped in the face. The madman-like woman was Brali, but before Marche called her a mad woman, she meant that she did not know the rules sometimes. But now she is really going crazy.

"Why is she here." Carranci saw Marchi's embarrassment, and he immediately began to change the subject.

In addition to the necessary communication gatherings, the wizards rarely communicate with each other. After all, each master is coveting each other. The magical flesh is their favorite taste.

This area is near March's magic circle, and other mages will not be close without notification, because it will cause misunderstandings. When the magic tide is in, the magic circle is very dangerous.

Therefore, every excellent mage will exercise strict control over his site.

"Balari had to face only Negri at this time, and she had no big plans of her own, so the only reason she went out during this time was that field that gave her a headache." March said, his expression suddenly Ning "Field is nearby."