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The selection competition of the Alchemy Guild came to an end, although it was not long and the process was not very vigorous, but it was very extensive. Nearly 1,000 students from www.biquge.info whole school participated in this selection, and the influence was great. For a long time after that, this selection was often mentioned by various auxiliary professionals, and several dark horses such as Dactronics and Orlando have attracted much attention and heated discussions.

No matter what others say about him, Dakko won't change because of it, and the only one who can change him is Phyllis. On this day, as usual, he found his textbook and prepared to go to class. The curriculum was a history class, and the title of the textbook was "The General History of Amesia", which was mixed with all kinds of names and dates of people and places, and he felt dizzy after only reading a few pages.

When he came to the classroom, Darko saw that the students around him were also listless, and they all had no interest in history class at all, and they had to come to class for credits. Darko sighed, found a place to sit down, and began to meditate with his eyes closed, taking the time to improve some magic for this difficult lesson.

"Hey, look. Who is this teacher? Why haven't you seen it?"

"This is the necromancer of the Dark Family, the Nike Remones Family, whose name seems to be Silk. ”

"Yes, it's Phyllis. But I remember that she is still a great magician, how can she come to lecture?"

"The magic level is still the Great Magi, but it is said that she has already summoned the Lich, so she was awarded the title of Magi. ”

"Hmph! You can only summon one lich, what's the big deal! Dare to come to our temple of light, ten lichs are not enough to kill!"

I heard that half a year ago, your Scott City was attacked by a sneak attack, the branch hall was destroyed, and in the end, it was connected to the undead hell and slaughtered. It took your Cardinal Loew to be there to destroy the undead all over the city? haha. ”

"You're looking for death, aren't you?"

"What? The truth was revealed, and you were embarrassed and angry?"

"Hey, hey, you two are going to fight when class is over, go to the Arcane Temple. Don't disrupt the class!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid some people won't dare. ”

"There's really nothing in this world that I don't dare. It's you, don't dare to sign a life and death contract at that time, just make a sparring contract to deal with it!"

……

The sound of the argument pulled Darko back to reality from his meditative state, and his body shuddered as he tried to make sense of what was in the voice. He hurriedly withdrew from his meditation and stared blankly at the podium, where he saw Phyllis winking at him with a smile.

Dakko was stunned for a moment, wiped his empty eyes vigorously, confirmed that he was not dazzled, and forcibly suppressed the urge to run to the podium. Darko's chest rose and fell several times, and finally his jaw opened wide and wide with joy. Although he wore a cloak, he knew that his master could feel his smile.

Remembering the magic bells, Phyllis began her history lesson.

"Hello everyone, I'm your instructor for this lesson, Phyllis Nyke Rimmons. Cheer up, wipe off your eyes, and don't wipe them under the table. Turn to page 1344 and today we're going to learn about the great history of necromancy. ”

It's still boring proper nouns and chronologs, but Dakko feels that those contents are retold by the master's voice, and they become vivid and beautiful. Dacko listened attentively and took notes from time to time.

"In the past, the undead also had their own gods. In the early Age of the Gods, among the gods of Ametya, who shone like stars, a special god was born, the god of death, Celemis. He drew on the power of the faith of the undead and made him a god. The undead are the souls of the deceased that have not been dissipated, and these free souls will gradually consume their own energy in the form of spiritual power divergence, and eventually lose their wisdom and independent consciousness, and become soul fragments. As a result, the undead have also become a link in the soul cycle between planes, drawing faith from them that does not conflict with the gods.

However, the situation changed when a large number of necromancers became followers of the Grim Reaper. Using the undead creatures refined by necromancers as carriers, a large number of undead were able to preserve their autonomous consciousness and exist almost indefinitely. The law of conservation of souls ensures that the total number of living beings and undead is fixed, and as the number of undead increases, the number of living beings naturally decreases, thus threatening the source of the power of faith in the gods other than the god of death. In 1914, the Age of Covenant the Gods launched a war against the Grim Reaper and his mortal church, known as the War of Life and Death, in which the spirits of the Grim Reaper fought against the creatures of the remaining seventeen gods. The war didn't end until 1993, when the god of death fell

"After the battle of life and death, necromantic magic was also forbidden by the gods, and necromancers were caught and sent to the stake. The gods say that necromancers have blasphemed the dead and are therefore evil to be purified by the fire of justice. But in fact, the fundamental reason is the struggle between the living and the dead, the gods believe that the soul should belong to their tyrannical domain, monopolizing the soul and faith, so that they can rely on the power of faith to obtain power, and the monopoly of the gods will not allow mortals to interfere. But this time, it was the gods who were arrogant, and under the law, anyone has the power to explore the unknown, including the soul realm.

"This change comes from outside the plane, there have been many strong people in the Aesian plane in history who have gone to the other plane to train, and in other planes with higher power levels, they have broken through the bottleneck of the holy level, and reached a level that can confront the gods, we call that level legendary. They joined forces to fight the gods in the Void, a war that killed the four gods, and of course a war against the gods in the mortal church within the plane. The end result was a compromise from the gods that gave up the soul realm......"

It's also a magical revolution, and everything makes so much sense when Phyllis speaks. Although the book says that the original trigger of the magical revolution is no longer verifiable, since Phyllis said to be caused by a necromancer, then it must have been caused by a necromancer. Darko thinks that everything the master says is right, and even if there is a discrepancy with the book, it must be a mistake in the history book.

"Necromancy was discovered and documented in the Middle Ages 10,000 years ago, but it wasn't until more than 3,000 years ago that it was accepted and widely used. ”

Phyllis gave a concluding sigh as the magic bell rang. Phyllis winked at Darko and walked out of the classroom. Darko hurriedly packed up his things and ran out with him.

"Darko, look at your master, I'm not very good, the time is just right, just teleported back, and rushed over to class. Phyllis inserted her fingers into the gap between Darko's radius and ulna with her backhand, grabbed him and quickly ran towards a nearby magic array, "Otherwise, the teaching instructor's absence from class is not as small as the number of credits deducted by the student's absence, and it is not easy to complete the trial task on the last day, haha!"

Darko finds himself finally back in the life of his dreams, being carried around by his master all day long, and everything is handled by the master, and he doesn't need to think about problems alone.

"Go back to my dormitory first, the burning swamp is dirty, I want to take a good bath!"

……

The sound of running water and Phyllis's languid voice came from the bathroom, and Darko sat quietly cross-legged in the bedroom across the door, listening carefully to his master's questioning, lest he miss a word, although Phyllis could not tolerate Darko interjecting when he spoke.

"Darko heard that you and the Harris family is called, Devin?duel?don't be afraid of him, although he hasn't fought him, but he is only a fifth heir, and the fourth heir of their family has been taught me a lesson......"

"It's been so long, Daktronics, are you okay in the academy? You haven't skipped a lot of classes, have you? Last year, your master and I only skipped three days of class, and Monet deducted credits. That Obasang looks fierce and stupid, and it is estimated that he will not be able to marry for the rest of his life......"

"George said that the elder has come to see you? Is he idle and has nothing to do, it seems that no one has bought the things that their Alchemy Guild fooled people have finally been bought? Maybe it will be discounted, and next time I have to go to St. Yale......"

"Darko, how is your master's class? I've memorized all of them, and I've told them all. It's just that that idiot can't give any opinions......"

"Darko, I'm about to settle accounts with you! Awu, that bastard, you don't use bullshit, where did you pick it up! If it hadn't been for it, I would have come back to take a bath with a mission...... I'm going to refine it into a crystallization of spiritual power...... But refining into crystals isn't worth a few bucks......"

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Phyllis's voice gradually lowered, and when there was no sound at all, Darko thought that his master had an accident, and was about to rush in to take a look, when he suddenly heard a slight snoring from inside the door.

Darko knew that the master must be too tired, and crept open the bathroom door and climbed all the way to the windowsill before sitting down again. He looked at the sun hanging high outside the window, and his mood was as good as the weather. So he opened all the windows one by one to let in the master's room.

Hearing that the master said that he had done all the tasks well, Darko was both surprised and delighted from the bottom of his heart. Is the owner injured?How does he eat and sleep in the burning swamp?Can the blue fire there be used directly to roast and eat?Fortunately, Ah Wu is a virtual body, otherwise maybe it would have been in the master's stomach by now. Darko remembered that he only had bones and nothing to eat, and it seemed that he could safely and boldly accompany his master to do the trial mission in the future, and Darko felt that he should be much more useful than Ah Wu.

Thinking of what the master just said, the master already knew about the duel between himself and Devon, but maybe the master only thought it was an ordinary conflict, and Devin was obviously deliberately provocative that day, should you tell the master about the conspiracy of those people?

Who are those people? What is the conspiracy? Darko found that he had not yet figured it out, so how could he explain it to his master? Moreover, some time had passed since this matter had passed, and it was inconvenient for the master to investigate if he knew about it. Dakko also didn't want to upset his owner because of his own affairs.

However, after that duel, he received 100 credits from the academy, does the master know? There are 5,000 gold coins! The money owed to the master can finally be repaid partially, and the master must be very happy.

Darko thought wildly, watching his shadow stretch and the sun from high to low, until he himself was almost asleep.

"Cough, cough, ......cough,

"Ahem! Choke me. The burning swamp came back and almost drowned in the bathtub. Phyllis was stunned, her voice angry, "Ah Wu, you bastard! What do you want! I don't know how to wake ......me up."

After a while, the bathroom door opened, and Phyllis, wrapped in a white bath towel, walked out, and when she saw Darko, she was first taken aback, and then patted her head, "I'm all sleepy, Daktronics, you're still outside." ”

Darko was speechless for a while, thinking that if the master hadn't slept and was confused, he would have scolded himself for being useless just now.