Wizard of All Souls

Wizard Eluman looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and panted, "I'm old, I haven't exercised for a long time, and I almost hurt my waist."

Wizard Eluman sat down again.

The old hand tapped lightly on the table.

"Ugh—"

All the rainwater splashed outwards, even the wet clothes and hair of Will and others dried up in the blink of an eye.

It was as if the rain just now had never existed.

Soros also sat down, keeping his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

As soon as Will sat down, he immediately sighed: "As expected of Master Eluman, I am amazed by your mighty power. You must have touched the edge of the second-level wizard, right?"

"...The power of the second-level wizard is beyond your imagination." Speaking of the second-level wizard, Elman sighed.

He has reached the crystallization state decades ago, and is now at the pinnacle of a first-level wizard.

As long as he is given a hundred years, he will definitely be able to...

It's a pity that even a first-level wizard can't escape the limit of lifespan.

"You have such great power, and it's amazing. That's something I'll never be able to touch in my life." Will complimented.

The gloomy expression on Eluman's face flashed, and he said with a smile: "You don't need to be humble about this."

"Master Elman, I don't quite understand what you mean." Will said.

"It is often said that demon seed transplanters cannot advance to official wizards, but you should know that that is just an ordinary situation. In the history of wizards, there are still a few demon seed transplanters who advanced to the first level of wizards." Luman looked at Will with appreciation and said.

Hearing Wizard Eluman's words, King Gaya looked at Will all of a sudden.

Soros squinted his eyes.

"Do you think I'll be one of them?" Will is still very confident that he can advance to the first level of wizard, but it's better to be humble.

"Not only that..." Wizard Eluman is very optimistic about Will, "You are different from those who barely broke through before, you will be the one who ushers in a new era!"

Sorcerer Eluman's knowledge is no worse than Mentor Vertelli's, and he has already seen Will's potential.

He could feel the pure magic power pouring from Will's body and the warm and gentle spiritual power like the sun.

It has fully met the requirements for an advanced first-level wizard.

And the success rate is not small.

The only difference from the bloodlines is that the bloodlines can have multiple chances to attack a first-level wizard. If they fail, they will be seriously injured and recuperate for a period of time. After ten or twenty years, they can attack again.

Will is different from demon seed transplanters. Once they fail, they can only die.

"You're overrated." Will said modestly.

"Maybe." Wizard Eluman didn't intend to continue, "The choice of the road is in your hands. Whether you want to fight hard, or enjoy life with the status quo, I will not interfere."

In his impression, the best age to hit a first-level wizard is forty or fifty years old.

Will is exactly forty-four years old this year.

But Will is really determined to give up everything he finally got, and risk his life?

You must know that if you fail, you will lose not only your own life, but also the family and friends behind it.

No matter who it is, this choice is too difficult.

But if you hesitate, once you are over fifty years old, the probability of success will decrease year by year, and when you are over seventy years old, the success rate will be infinitely close to zero.

How will the other party choose?

He is very interested.

If you choose to fight hard, hit the official wizard, and succeed, that is naturally the best.

...

Looking at Will who was lost in thought.

Eluman thought Will was really struggling.

He didn't continue talking on this topic, he turned his head to look at King Gaya, and gestured with his eyes.

King Gaya reacted immediately, and walked towards Will holding the rectangular box in his hand.

"Master Will, this is a gift to welcome you to join the city of Oss and become a wizard of the kingdom." King Gaya solemnly held the box towards Will.

Will could feel a shivering breath from the exquisite box.

It must be an extremely powerful magic weapon.

"Oh? I don't know if it's..."

Will reaches out to the box.

At this moment, Soros, who had kept his head down, suddenly raised his head, staring at Will with sharp eyes.

Will froze as if he had been electrocuted.

"Ka Ka Ka."

Will turned to Soros with a stiff neck, and asked, "I don't know what orders Master Soros has?"

"Are you a legendary apprentice?" Soros stood up.

"Everyone is just calling it for fun, don't take it seriously."

"Do you have the potential to become my official wizard?" Soros chuckled.

"There are not many people who have the potential to become official wizards, but those who can become official wizards are rare."

"...I am very optimistic about you." Soros put his hands behind his back, "In this case, do you mind if I test you? Let me, as a senior, sharpen you, so that you can clearly see the obstacles that must be overcome to become an official wizard."

"No, I know that my abilities are limited, and my chances of becoming an official wizard are slim, so I don't dare to be extravagant." Will's expression changed, and he took a step back.

"How can you refuse my kindness?"

Soros snorted coldly, and in his sharp eyes, two needle-like spiritual forces stabbed at Will.

Instantly sank into Will's forehead.

Instantly.

Everything fell silent.

Will's frightened expression disappeared, and he stood there with a dull face, his face gradually turning pale.

In the face of sudden accidents.

"Soros, you..."

Wizard Eluman slapped the table and stood up, about to stop it.

But after some hesitation, he sat down again.

"Master Ancestor?" King Gaya stood at a loss holding the box containing the magic weapon.

Wizard Eluman waved his hand, signaling King Gaya to step back first.

...

In Will's mental space.

A phantom emitting white light broke in.

As soon as Xuying raised his hand, the originally quiet mental space immediately trembled.

Countless spiritual power surged forward, rushing forward like a tsunami, directly hitting the core of the spiritual space.

However, the surging mental power was blocked by a transparent spiritual shield.

Xu Ying snorted coldly, raised his foot and stepped forward.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A series of spiritual chains flew from all directions, trapping phantoms in groups.

"Small tricks!"

Xu Ying struggled lightly, and the mental chains suddenly broke.

One step.

The spiritual shield is instantly shattered.

"Aww-"

A golden giant python with dragon horns and scales emerged out of thin air, spitting letters at the phantom.

"Dragon, dragon, snake, or snake, the garbage just stood in front of me?"

Xu's fingers volley in the air.

A distorted rune immediately took shape in the mental space.

Fu Wenhua entangled the five-clawed golden dragon in a net.

Then turn your palm into a knife.

Cut off with one knife!

"Aw--"

After the golden dragon let out an unwilling roar, it turned into mental fragments and dissipated.

After defeating the golden dragon, Xu Ying also consumed a lot of strength, and his figure became a bit illusory, as if it would go away with the wind at any time.