During the martial arts trial, the martial artist asked Wutong to report the news to His Excellency Dean Zemur of the Venaeon Academy, and asked the Venane Academy to send a team of mages to cooperate with them in investigating the whereabouts of the missing trial team.

The martial artist also said that although the missing trial team was indeed a thing, it was a bit old, in other words, it was a headless case, an old case, and there was no hope that it could be solved, just as a false proposition, a reason for players who had completed the inaugural task to go to [Wailing Wilderness] for adventure and exploration.

So, old man Zemmour's acting skills are too bad, do you dare to invest in some emotion in acting? The extras play the back of a passer-by and have an expression, can you not say that [Wailing Wilderness] is terrible, and the corners of your mouth can't help but twitch to steal fun? Is framing one's own disciple so fulfilling?

"Ahem!"

Perhaps seeing Wutong's contemptuous eyes, the old man Zemur faked coughing twice, and said seriously: "Okay, I know about this matter, but the tutors in the academy have their own jobs, and it is difficult to specially dispatch a team of mages to assist the Auraon Martial Arts Academy."

The old man said while looking at Sycamore's expression, and was despised by Sycamore again, there are more than 400,000 elementary, intermediate and senior mages in the Venane Academy, and the caster apprentices, all the professions with a certain spell-casting ability, such as mages, warlocks, wizards, bards, etc., are all added up, and they are only more than six million, on average, a tutor only needs to teach 15 students, and the real mage apprentices are only hundreds of thousands, and there are still many more teachers with a student, busy fart?

"So, I've decided that I'll leave this exploration mission to you! As a disciple of my Zemur, you have the qualifications and ability to form an adventurous team on your own. Go for it! Juvenile! I'm so optimistic about you! ”

Sycamore Giant! Although he felt that he could no longer be regarded as a teenager, in front of an old man who had just passed the age of 888, he really couldn't say that he was actually an adult

Well, anyway, Sycamore has finally completed the cutscene-style quest process, and now all you need to do is return to the Forest of Will, find clues from the goblin tribe in the forest, and find out the whereabouts of the Trial Party in [Wailing Wilderness].

"Wait! My dear disciple, where did you get this robe? ”

Wutong, who was about to say goodbye and leave, was suddenly stopped by the old man Zemmour, and even stood up solemnly, put on an old ochre-colored tortoiseshell glasses, and frowned snow-white eyebrows with some seriousness, leaning on Wutong and watching carefully.

Wutong was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably looked down at the [Klugul Sculpting ** Master Suit] on his body, and suddenly reacted, and realized with great joy that he might be able to trigger a related task or relevant clue about the ** Master Set on His Excellency the Dean: "This? I found it from a certain [Dallas Trifan] dungeon in Will's Forest."

"This is not a piece of equipment that can be made by the Arcane process in the current era."

Just as he was about to explain the origin of this ** master suit in detail, and take out the [Wrapping Trap] to show the old man Zemur, His Excellency Dean was already muttering something to himself, and threw a first-order spell [Identification Technique] at Wutong's body.

A mysterious arcane energy shrouded the sycamore, and a pale yellow circle of light swept him from top to bottom, and "scanned" back and forth a few times, Zemmour touched his beard thoughtfully: "Sure enough, this is something from the [Dawn Year] era!" My dear disciple, you really surprise me, it seems that you can always get into some terrible things and trouble."

Wutong was confused by the old man's words, and was about to ask, Dean Zemmour nodded: "Well, I still need to consult some information to tell you that its origin is really interesting, and there are things that I don't know very well, I am also a person who stepped on the tail of that era, little guy, the background of this thing is not something you can contact now, and after you officially take office, I will slowly tell you about the history of this world, now"

His Excellency Dean Zemmour looked at him with a look that made Sycamore's hair stand on end, "With your near-cursed luck, I think I should teach you something in advance. As a spellcaster, you are already very good among apprentices of the same level, and your mastery of spells and knowledge far exceeds that of normal mage apprentices of the same age, but do you know how many level 0 spells there are? ”

Wutong's stomach was questioned, and he was stunned by the old mage's sudden drifting turn in the topic, but he also knew that His Excellency the Dean did not plan to talk to him in detail about the ** master suit on his body, it should be related to his current strength, and it was not enough to explore the secret behind the ** master suit, that is to say, the conditions for activating the task had not yet been met, and if the old man didn't want to say it, he had no way to pry his mouth open, so he could only follow his words depressedly: "0-level spells? 40 pcs? ”

No one told him in detail how many Tier 0 spells there were, and he couldn't find the relevant data from the books, so the old man shook his head with a smile: "No, no, no!" 40 pcs? That's just 40 examples from the Tier 0 Spell Manual, and theoretically, in this world, there are as many Tier 0 spells as there are! ”

Sycamore's eyes widened, what does this contradictory remark mean?

"Okay, maybe this question is a little more esoteric, let's change it to a simpler one, do you know which spell is the most powerful among the tier 0 spells?" Old man Zemmour, as if to show off his vast knowledge, smiled with a sly look in his eyes.

"Uh, that's relative, right? For example, in terms of destructive power, of course, the spells of [Plastic] or [Spell] are the strongest, but compared to the undead, the spells of [Necromancy] are much more effective."

Wutong really thought about it seriously for a while, and replied carefully: "I think that there is no strongest spell, only the strongest mage, and any spell is the strongest in the hands of a mage with superb spell casting skills!" ”

This point,Sycamore has a deep experience in the previous adventures,Maybe a spell that feels useless in ordinary times,At a critical time,But it can play an unexpected effect,So the strength of the spell,It should have nothing to do with its destructive power,But with how it is used。

The old man Zemur and the youngest assistant Mike, who were waiting for Wutong's answer, were stunned for a moment, and glanced at each other, His Excellency the Dean looked at Wutong with wide eyes and some surprise: "I really surprised you, I originally thought that your qualifications were very good, but I didn't expect your qualifications to be so good!" Sure enough, he deserves to be my favorite disciple! This understanding of the nature of the spell has reached the level of a middle-level mage, but the answer is wrong! ”

Wutong was originally praised by the old man and was a little proud, but he gasped for a wrong answer, almost making the triumphant Wutong who was about to be modest almost suffocate into internal injuries, the old man Zemmour laughed a few times, raised a finger and shook it in front of Wutong: "The strongest spell should be the 0-order spell [Arcane Trick] of our [General Department]!" ”

After a pause, Wutong didn't understand whether the old man meant to boast about his school of expertise, or whether it was true, because there were only a few [general-purpose] spells from low-level to high-level, which was the rarest category among all schools, and there were only two [general-purpose] spells: [Arcane Tricks] and [Arcane Mark]

[Arcane Trick] Sycamore learned it a long time ago, and although he was also rushed to level 20 by his Soul Burning Energy Point, Sycamore almost never used it, because the effect of this spell was too chicken!

This spell is a mini-game used by the caster's apprentice to practice spellcasting skills, and its effect is very weak and extremely limited, such as it can make a not-so-heavy item move out of thin air under your fingers, it can change the color of certain items, it can remove dust and stains from an item and make it look like it is freshly clean, or it can make a brand new item look old and dirty, as if it had just been dug out of the dirt.

It can also make an object cool or hot, or it can give off a variety of scents you want, such as a stool-like stench from a meal or an enticing aroma from a piece of poop

If you want, you can also use [Arcane Tricks] to light a flame or condense a small drop of water on your finger, and even conjure something out of thin air, just like magic, except that it is really "conjured" out of thin air, and it is very crude and shoddy, and you can see the real and fake at a glance, "Think this little trick is useless?" ”

Zemmour smiled and stretched out his fingers, condensing a faint, candle-like small spark on his fingers, and then slowly, the small sparks became more and more "sharp" on his fingertips, like a thin needle stretched longer and longer, and like the flame of oxygen cutting and spraying, making a somewhat frightening jet burning sound, until this flame was stretched into a slender line of fire a foot long on his fingertips, and then stopped.

"Look!"

The old man casually removed a piece of ore, which might have been used as a decoration, from the museum shelf in his office, tossed it gently in front of him, and waved his hand at the hard-looking ore

(To be continued)