It is true that Hedamic has not learned the skill of perception. [Latest chapter reading.]

Generally, there are two ways to become a magician, one is to be trained by the magic academy established by the mage's society, and the other is the ancient way of teaching apprentices. Either way, a lot of money is needed behind it, because the cultivation of magicians is an extremely money-burning thing, which leads to many magicians being born in aristocratic families in major monarchies, which also ensures that the high power is in the hands of the ruling class of this world.

With the exchange and integration of magic academies, more and more magical side systems have been developed, and a large number of new combat techniques and skills have emerged.

If you are a magician who comes out of the magic academy, you must be very familiar with the "perception" skill, at least you will be careful to cover it up in battle to prevent your true intentions from being exposed.

However, there is no air magic in the seven main magic systems on the Apollo continent, and air magic only exists as a branch of wind magic.

This embarrassing position is actually caused by the complacency of the qi mages, who are still following the apprentice-style inheritance method, their number is still very scarce, and most of the noble children have chosen the main system of magic, abandoning the qi magic. Qi mages who have lost the support of the great nobles and most of their powerful skills are expected to be ostracized.

What's more, over the centuries, they have been relegated to the role of auxiliary mages and are rarely engaged in combat, so it's not surprising that there are a lot of combat skills that they haven't mastered.

Luo Lan's words seemed to touch Hedamik's hidden pain, his background in the non-magic master system has always made him despised and ridiculed in the Mage Society, although he didn't think so in his heart, he always thought that his ability was enough to break out of the world in the Mage Society. So he didn't have the opportunity to master these skills, and he would often sourly sarcastically that these skills were only needed for melee classes, for ranged attack ground mages. As long as the power of the spell is strong enough, the spell is fast enough, and the domain is wide enough, it is enough.

Unexpectedly, today's spell that he was most proud of was seen through by the skill he looked down on the most, which was undoubtedly a major blow to him.

"So what?" Hedamik's young face turned red, and he yelled in shame like a child who had been exposed to a lie, "I am a great qi mage, and you still can't defeat my land!"

Without the lightning bomb, he has other means. He had just taken out a scroll, and before he could tear the seal on it, he was shocked to find that Luo Lan had rushed from the thunder bomb area and was rushing towards him.

"Space Displacement!"

Hedamic sneered, this attack magic that was originally used to teleport enemies to another dimension had a low success rate, and he was also due to a chance. He had discovered this ancient spell on a broken parchment, but he had genius improved it, discarding all offensive attributes. The rest is purely used as a means of defense, which not only greatly increases the success rate of the spell, but also makes the speed almost instantaneous.

With this spell existing, he can also turn the tide!

The magic crystal on the staff erupted in a strange circle of light, like the divine light on Romulus Peak, rejecting all creatures that tried to get close.

Luo Lan stared intently ahead, the last attack, his purpose was only to test the range of this magic attack, as long as he stood outside the area where the light was not reached, he would not be teleported out by it.

Next. It's an offense!

His body seemed to be rushing forward with all his might, but he still had the strength to spare, the moment he was about to touch the edge of the light. His body tilted sharply towards an oblique angle, slid to the side in a light and agile manner, and the dagger was quickly pulled out of the sheath in the middle of his waist, and then thrown it out of his hand!

The steel dagger slipped out of his fingertips, tearing open the shackles of the atmosphere. Draw a killing front. Go find the feast of blood that can be swallowed.

The lonely edge plunged headlong into the light, like a meteorite falling into the ocean. Disappeared without a trace.

The one that dissipated together, and the light.

Like a life that has exhausted its energy, its expansion, its exaltation, collapses and shrinks in an instant, and finally restricts all heat.

At the moment when the light dissipated, Luo Lan grabbed the tail note that was about to be extinguished, and with a frustration of his footsteps, he twisted his body back, and rushed into a distance he had never approached.

He could clearly hear the sound of a dagger falling behind him.

He was right, a spell with such a fast casting speed could only teleport one object at a time!

A panicked expression appeared on Hedamik's face, and the staff was raised, and just as he was about to make a move, he was held tightly by an even more powerful hand!

The hand did not stop moving, but twisted its backhand at lightning speed, and suddenly, Hedamik's wrist holding the staff was also flipped over, and there was a dislocated sound with a "click".

He suddenly screamed, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and then he didn't give up, gritted his teeth, and reached out to touch a scroll that was inserted in his waist and was ready to be taken out at any time.

Luo Lan looked at him mockingly, and punched him hard in the stomach.

Hedamik suddenly hunched his waist like a shrimp, and his mouth made a retching sound, but he still stubbornly grabbed the scroll, took it out, and sent it to his mouth with a trembling heart, and he wanted to bite the seal open with his teeth.

His movements were slow and clear, and his eyes told Luo Lan that it was a kind of perseverance that would never give up.

For his futile efforts, Luo Lan couldn't help but shake his head, and easily slapped the scroll from his hand with a casual palm.

Hedamik shook his body and took a step back, his lips moving as if he wanted to spit out some incantation. Before he could open his mouth, Luo Lan had already punched him the triangle area of his face, this punch knocked him into a nosebleed, tears flowed, a sour feeling rushed straight to his brain, and his ears buzzed.

"Give it up, tell me where Prince Shumi is, I can spare your life. Luo Lan said calmly. He could see that the other party was not working for Prince Xiumi, but was just insisting on the obsession in his heart, and the collision between them could be completely avoided and stopped.

Hedamic didn't speak, he lifted the sleeve of his mage robe to wipe the blood from his mouth and nose, this action Luo Lan did not stop.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered.

When he pulled down his sleeve, there was a bitten open scroll in his hand, and a white cyclone was erupting from it, as if it was about to erupt.

"I want to ......"

Before he finished his words, his wrist was pierced by a dagger, and he immediately screamed, and the scroll was also kicked down by Luo Lan in the fall.

"Boom!"

The ground shook slightly, and all that remained of the explosion was a pile of broken stones.

Luo Lan grabbed Hedamik's collar, pulled it in front of him, and said coldly: "If you don't want to tell me, I have a way to know." ”

Absorbing memories is a troublesome thing, and the effect is not necessarily very good, because if it is something that is not deeply remembered for the other party, he still needs to spend a lot of time digesting and searching.

Hedamik looked at him calmly and said nothing.

Luo Lan frowned, he pursed his lips, snorted coldly, grabbed his clothes and slammed them against the wall next to him.

"Shield!"

Hedamik slurred a word, and a protective shield emerged from the bracelets and accessories he was wearing, and after a few flashes of brilliant light, he was unharmed except for a few violent gasps.

"Magic protective props?" Luo Lan's mind flashed, and his gaze looked at the other party's hand.

There, there is a bronze ring that looks ordinary.

He remembered that Hedamic had said that there were more than five hundred scrolls stored there.

Luo Lan smiled slyly, and he wiped the ring off the other party's finger.

Hedamik suddenly looked angry.

Luo Lan played with the ring and sneered: "Here are all your scrolls, your sweat, your efforts, your hard work, all in it, if I take it away like this, in the Mage Club, can you still be regarded as a Qi Mage?"

The four words of Qi Mage seemed to stimulate Hedamik, and he trembled all over, as if he remembered something, and then, a confused look appeared on his face.

Could it be that your own ideals and your own path have been cut off like this?

"Tell me where Prince Xiumi is, and I'll give it back to you. Luo Lan pointed to the ring and admonished: "Today is just a battle between you and me, but as a mage, you are a respectable opponent, I don't want to kill you, you are still young, you have a chance to regroup, your life, your future, are you going to give up so easily?"

Hedamik's face showed a look of struggle, once he compromised with the other party, it meant that the mission given to him by the Mage Council had failed, and I would still be able to stand in the Mage Council?

Luo Lan looked into his eyes, continued to increase his psychological offensive, and said: "Think about it, what is more precious in the world than your own life, only by living, can you have the ideal to achieve everything in your heart, besides, you have done your best, haven't you?"

"I've done my best...... Hedamic muttered as his voice slowly lowered.

Luo Lan waited for a moment, but still didn't see any response, he couldn't help but sigh, just when he thought that there was no room for change in things.

Hedamic suddenly raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he said in a calm tone that he had never heard before: "You are right, next, I will live for myself." ”