Staven's bloodshot eyes were like a hungry lone wolf, staring at the sarcastic fellow as if he was about to pounce on him and rip his throat off in the next second.

Bowen also took in his fierceness that was different from his previous Sven appearance, and retreated into the crowd with a whisper.

"Energy 120% ready!"

"My lord, this will ......"

The assistant in the observation room kindly reminded.

120% energy input is the limit of this device's design, once there is the slightest fluctuation in the energy infused into it, the [Pathfinder] that has consumed countless precious magic materials will explode into a distorted waste, and then he will have no way to retreat!

"Do it!!"

He can't care about the polite image he has always maintained in front of Maddie now!

Nonsense, once you fail, you can imagine that you will be trampled on by those guys for 10,000 feet, and when the time comes, how will Maddie remember her failed disciple.

"Yes!"

The assistant instinctively replied, and then pushed the lever of his right hand to the bottom.

The assistant could feel the unnatural shaking of the overcharged [Pathfinder], as if it would explode to the ground in a second.

He forced himself to shift his gaze from the jiggling machine to the circular exploration interface, and then silently prayed in his heart countless times that he would find his target.

"Not ...... No, my lord, we've found the target! ”

"My lord, we succeeded!"

Bet won!

The invisible boulder on his back seemed to fall to the ground at once, and his whole body was relaxed.

The questioning gaze that had been gathered on him like a [scorching ray] suddenly became as soft as a [pacification technique].

Glancing at Bowen cowering in the crowd, like a victorious general, Stavin waved his arm and gave the final attack command:

"Hold the energy output and get ready to plug in!"

"Yes! Try access! ”

The access was extremely smooth, and it was so smooth that the massive spell data directly followed the information channel that had just been built, and directly exploded the [Pathfinder] that had stored a "moonlight" level data crystal ball that was enough to record all the books in the Kingdom Library.

This is not the end, in order to transmit the data back to the headquarters for analysis, they also made a data channel, which is transmitted directly to the "blood" level main brain through the "twilight" level processor.

What was once his own foresight now seems as if he took it upon himself to open the gates of the city to meet the bandits who suddenly slew out, and it seems unusually stupid.

Looking at the frightened appearance of those forbidden spell mages, and listening to the piercing sirens sounding around him, Staven's whole person seemed to suddenly withdraw from the whole world, staring at everything blankly, not knowing why it had become like this.

Obviously, he was still the hero of the Eye of the Sky just now, why did he become a loser that everyone shouted at in the next second?

I don't know how long it took, a warm palm put on his shoulder, calling him back.

Staven looked back, only to see that the man was his teacher.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

Staven opened his mouth, in order to be able to preside over the search, he patted his chest in front of Maddie and made a package ticket, but he didn't expect that he would gamble everything and get such a result.

"It's okay!"

"Who would have thought that the host side would be receiving a lot of data? It's just a coincidence! ”

Maddie smiled and explained to her disciple.

Although the investigation is not over yet, and even most of their energy is still trying to clear the massive data that suddenly broke into the "Twilight" server, all the forbidden mages have reached a consensus that the sudden appearance of the data group is not a conspiracy, but just a coincidence.

Maybe their host is receiving a special inheritance, or they simply have come into contact with something they shouldn't have touched, and the [Explorer] broke in at this time, which was equivalent to acting as a flood discharge area, channeling the overflowing data to the world of Maiwao, which caused this riot.

Staven let out a wry smile, and of course he knew it was a coincidence.

But isn't that even more devastating?

How much did it cost me to get in touch with the target and get the opportunity to communicate again, but I was beaten back to its original shape by the sudden appearance of a large amount of data, is this the will of God?

"But you've at least confirmed that this can be done, isn't it?"

Maddie knew at a glance that her disciple had gotten into the horns, so she continued to explain.

"Teacher, don't you ......?"

Something suddenly occurred to him, and the gloomy look on his face had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a kind of ecstasy that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Well, I'll propose at the upcoming Council of Elders that you continue to be the presiding officer of the search, and hopefully you can do better next time than you did today!"

"Teacher, don't worry! I'll definitely catch him next time! ”

......

Although most of the spell data that broke into his body unreasonably disappeared along a channel that suddenly appeared, a small half of the data remained in his body.

At the risk of the Blood Moon being torn apart, Morey relied on the Blood Moon's powerful analysis ability and data replication ability to pack and organize most of the spells and bury them in the depths of his memory, waiting for him to slowly unpack them in the future like a sealed package.

By the time Morey had done all this, the connection of consciousness was also broken.

Although his perception is not weak, this graduation exam is more of a test of a mage's understanding of spells, so Morey only stayed in the consciousness space of the [Book of Ten Thousand Laws] for 10 minutes to reach the limit of an intermediate mage, and was disconnected.

As soon as he returned to the real world, Morey felt a sense of exhaustion from the depths of his soul, and he turned his head slightly, but there were many mages around him who made such expressions, and it seemed that this was a common phenomenon.

"Tired! Drink this! ”

Morey looked back and saw that it was his teacher, who was now handing him a potion with a strange smell.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Morey reluctantly pressed the urge to pinch his nose and asked, full of confusion.

"This is a good thing I found, it's good for you, drink it!"

Then, regardless of whether his disciple wanted it or not, he pinched his nose and poured it down.

A bitter taste exploded in Morey's mouth in an instant, and the saliva slid down the swallow from the esophagus all the way into the stomach pouch, and it felt as if the acid water in the stomach pouch had to be hooked out before he would stop.

"Ahem! Teacher... This... What the hell! ”

If it weren't for the fact that after this thing was eaten, it gave birth to a special breath accompanied by the bitter taste, which alleviated the fatigue in his body, and Morey would have spit out the bitter water even if he didn't want to save face.

It's so bitter!