Mo Jiaer broke out in a cold sweat, constantly struggling, and kept yelling, but the soul power still disappeared, until the remaining three drops of liquid soul power floated alone around the five drops of primordial soul power, and the three keys finally reacted, leaving his hands and floating under the mist.

Three bolts of lightning connected the three keys to form a triangle, two pillars of light emitted from the center, reaching the top of the chamber and the ground, and then sixteen small rays of light were drawn out of the pillars of light, shooting towards the void in 16 directions, and then the 'click' sound sounded one after another, and the shackles in the mist opened in response, and the chains fell one after another.

The pillar of light and lightning disappeared, and the three keys fell to the ground, and Mo Jiaer quickly picked them up and put them in the spatial ring.

Eventually, the mist contracted and slowly disappeared, replaced by an illusory and perfect girl's carcass, the girl's breathing was even, her delicate eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and on her left chest was a magic array mark that only Mogar could see, exuding a hazy halo.

Mogar blinked his eyes twice and blurted out: "It's beautiful!"

An extremely pleasant girlish voice sounded: "Little brat, look at it again and gouge out your eyeballs!" I am now extremely weak and need a deep sleep to regain my strength. That one... If you can, I hope you can use your soul power to help me recuperate, thank you!"

The girl's body slowly curled up, and countless rays of light emanated from her body, constantly entwining her, and finally turning into a gradually shrinking cocoon of light, which shrank to the size of an index finger, and then floated into Mogar's mind, floating beside the wisp of breath.

Seeing the girl disappear, Mo Jiaer was dumbfounded, then woke up and roared angrily: "Give you soul power?" Then who gave me soul power, more than three hundred drops of soul power, there are only three drops left, three drops, those three perverted keys have been sucked away for me." Also, I let you out to help me, not me to help you, you came out for me.... Depend on. ”

Suddenly, Mogar trembled, staggered, and knelt on one knee, his face instantly pale, his lips as white as paper, and the sharp pain spread throughout his body.

"Damn, the effect of the medicine has passed. ”

The sharp pain of all the previous injuries suddenly exploded, and Rao is determined to almost be defeated.

He took out the giant sword with difficulty, limped out of the forbidden place with the giant sword, and returned to the first floor of the library building on 3,000 meters, Griffitz suddenly appeared, picked up Mogar, and then disappeared, and when she reappeared, she had come to the Nightmare Pavilion, she threw Mogar on the sofa, and was about to leave, but found that there was no one in the courtyard.

Mo Jiaer, who was in a semi-coma, was thrown by her, and fainted to death in pain, and in desperation, she carried Mo Jia again and came to Xia Yi's other courtyard.

This coma seemed to be extraordinarily long, and it was not until 7 days later that Mojar gradually woke up, and the first thing he saw was Spark's gloomy face, and before Mogar could speak, Sparker scolded first:

"You kid can't stop for a few days? Every time I'm gone, you'll be able to cripple yourself! If it weren't for Mr. Trinor's two years of helping you strengthen your body, if I hadn't helped you recover at all costs, would you have been as good as ever? If it hadn't been for Griffiths' notification to me, I wouldn't have known that you were dead, how would you have told me to explain to your father?"

"Oh... But this time I really don't blame me, it's..."

"Huh, don't you blame me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. I'm sleeping, you walk slowly!"

"You kid..."

Sparky smiled, touched his head, and said a few more words before leaving.

...

Two months later, it had been a year and a half since Mogar arrived at Kenston College, and as Gustav said, on June 12th, 115 fourth-year students from the three branches gathered at the entrance of the inner courtyard.

Mogar was wearing a magic robe and a cloak, fortunately he was relatively strong, with a height of more than one meter and four meters, so standing with this group of fourth-year students around 15 years old, he couldn't see the difference, he squeezed into the crowd, and the fourth-grade leader turned out to be Abbre Lauris Luke, who led Xia Yi's class two years ago, which surprised him a little.

Mojael found Abbre, pulled her aside, took out her fate card and handed it to her, Abbre nodded, handed back the fate card and looked at Mogar, the two looked at each other, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and her emotions fluctuated slightly:

"It's you, little boy who stood in the treetops two years ago and peeked! I didn't have time to thank you, I thought I would never see you again. Thank you for sending Chailee Teresa back to camp. ”

"You... Do you know who I am?"

"Although your appearance has changed, your eyes can't deceive me. Okay, hurry up and return to the team, don't worry, the old man told me that he will take good care of you. ”

Mo Jia was speechless, pulled the brim of his hat, stood at the far corner of the line, and waited for all ten carriages pulled by Antidell to arrive at the gate of the inner courtyard, and then Mo Jia and the seven students entered the last car, and the team headed towards the Warcraft Mountain Range.

Mojael chose to follow the fourth-grade team, firstly, because it could save a lot of costs, secondly, it saved a lot of trouble, and it was faster than Mojar himself.

In the early morning of the third day, facing the rising sun, a huge team entered Naki City, stopped on the side of the road, and all the students got off the carriage, led by four instructors, divided into four groups, to buy the necessary items to enter the bottom area of the Warcraft Mountain Range.

Under Abre's watch, Mogar broke away from her group and breathed in the familiar atmosphere around her, and Mogar's eyes flashed with excitement.

Purposefully walked into the shops and markets, and an hour later, with a bottle of eighth-level Demonic Beast 'Flash Storm Bear' head powder, flavorings, dry food, fruits and other necessities, Mogar returned to the team and squeezed his eyes at Abrey.

After the group walked out of Nikki City, most of them would look back at the murderous ancient city walls, which had been marked by the beast tide half a year ago.

After walking through 10,000 meters of clearing, and then through a vast jungle, to the edge of the bottom area of the Warcraft Mountain Range, twilight had appeared on the horizon, and the experience life of this group of people was begun.

Mogar found Abbre again and said a few words to her, Abbre sensed his strength as a third-level magician and a third-level warrior, and finally nodded, explained a few words, and let Mojael leave.

Except for the four mentors and a few top-notch students who noticed Mojiaer's departure, none of the other students felt anything unusual.

Mogar avoided all kinds of demonic beasts all the way, and almost two kilometers away from the team, Sparker slowly appeared with the evil spirit, nodded at him, and this time he didn't even say a word, and disappeared directly.

Mo Jiaer sighed helplessly, walked in front of the evil ghost, and looked at this big man who had not been seen for a year and a half, except for the size of the circle, the shuttlecock meat on his body, it is estimated that he was chased and killed, and the hideous scars revealed through the smooth and soft hair showed the extent of the fierce battle in the past year and a half.

The evil spirit paced forward a few steps, slightly lowered his head and rubbed Mogar's cheek, he rubbed the evil mane fiercely, and laughed:

"You weird guy, you actually have a fourth-level demonic beast aura, you should have had a hard time in the past year and a half, but it's still not as good as me, haha. ”