In front of the Shadow Academy headquarters, there is a long path that runs through the east and west. The buildings on either side are small gray attics, and every 12 meters there are some green trees that are free.

The bright golden sunlight shone down, and the small trees became more and more verdant.

In front of a medicinal herb shop on the left, there is a mage wearing a black robe and a hood covering his face. He half-sat down in front of the mossy stone steps, ignoring the puzzled gazes of nearby mages as he stared at the Shadow Academy.

"Huh? Why did Grant go in just now? The black-robed mage pondered in his mind, and his face was deep. He knew that Grant had something to do with the Shadow Academy, but before entering just now, the fourth-order powerhouses were all gathered in the reception hall. What is the connection between the two? He was curious, but with prediction, there was no way to predict things above the fourth-order powerhouse.

"Forget it, there's no problem asking when he comes out." After a long time, he figured it out.

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The hall, the atmosphere is somewhat quiet.

Grant quietly looked at the four people in front of him, looking thoughtful. After asking Refe just now that he had figured out how to enter the Nightmare Frontier, it was now up to them to see how they behaved. Or wait for them to say what they think.

"Dean, I'll do something about this container. Just, for the price? ”

Grant prolonged, his eyes narrowed in a straight line. To others, a fourth-order powerhouse is an existence that makes them tremble and extremely terrifying when they look up, but for him, there is not much difference.

"That's easy to say!" The founder of the green robe with pale green flames in his eyes nodded, and continued to respond: "The top-notch magic sealing weapon will give you more than one and a half times the magic pattern stone, and at the same time, the three companions in front of you also have what they want. Naturally, they will exchange this with you. ”

Grant nodded, waiting for a reply.

"Because you can't go back yet. In addition, it takes time to grow, so we pay a part of the deposit upfront. Wait until you get there and give another part. We'll sign a magical contract afterwards, what do you think? ”

"How much do you pay upfront?" Grant was slightly excited in his heart, a fourth-order powerhouse, the amount of gold magic pattern stone that he could give was almost unimaginable, after all, he would definitely not be able to reach it at this stage.

"A total of 20 million Demon Stones!"

"Yes." Grant kept his inner peace and suddenly realized one thing, and that was the hedron that absorbed energy. At the beginning, the energy of the Green Wood Crystal Seal could be absorbed, and other shops could also exchange it for this expensive spar. It's just that later, because the difference between the energy required for upgrading and the magic stone paid is too large, I don't think about it. Now buy a portion of the Energy Crystals with millions of Demon Stones. It's not a hassle, either. Thinking of this, I was even more excited. Originally, I felt that the progress of leveling and resting to absorb the magic pattern spar was a bit slow, but when there was a spar, I believed that the speed could be accelerated.

"I have one more thing, though."

"Say." The founder responded, and the Golden Watch Witch, the Angel Sword, and the Great Demon all sat there and closed their minds. Having lived for hundreds of years, they understand that they can't be too excited at this time, but once they are noticed by the other party, they like it very much. Then the value of the effort is far greater than this value.

"I'd like to exchange seven million Demon Stones for energy crystals or potion grass flowers or something, is that okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with this, I have it right now." The founders were stunned, unable to figure out what the reincarnated person thought. Mages generally don't have the means to absorb these hedrons directly. Why do you want so much?

Grant was overjoyed, barely keeping his composure, and said, "Then give me all this." ”

After discussing and deciding, the process of signing a magic contract proceeds. Grant got what he wanted. At the same time, it was clear that the other party had agreed to get the required magic sealing weapon stone within a hundred years.

Grant thought that he was good enough to cross a strong level in a hundred years, and he didn't take it too seriously. After a little politeness with a few people, he left the Shadow Academy. I'm going to go to a hotel in the city of Celeface first. As he was leaving, the Great Demon's expression suddenly changed. Said that the Mage's Staff was about to fall. Grant didn't know what he meant, but he nodded and planned to absorb the energy spar first.

The black-robed man sitting in the pharmacy saw Grant leave and followed him into an inn.

With a creak, Grant closed the door.

He sat cross-legged on a gray wooden bed, and with a wave of his hand, a large amount of pale green hedron floated in the air. The surface emitted waves of pure elemental particles, washing over and over the room.

Grant held out his index finger and grabbed one, bringing it to his eyes.

"Analyze!" He softly spat out two words.

A 3D model of a hedron appears on the lattice-like interface in front of you, with a large number of values in the upper left and lower right corners. It's like a waterfall that keeps refreshing, and thousands of data appear every second.

It wasn't until an hour later that the data stopped flashing because the optimal absorption route had been simulated.

Grant took the hedron and placed it on the sole of his foot, and a faint layer of fluorescence emitted it. The gray room is also fluorescent with a faint green color. His eyes and skin are green, like a humanoid sculpture of a plant.

"Not bad, much faster than I expected." Grant gave a secret sigh.

With such continuous cultivation, time passed quickly. Outside, the sky was getting darker, and the inside of the hut was still turquoise, with Grant himself in the center.

Syllable!

The hedron shattered all at once, oozing a viscous pale green liquid.

Grant opened his eyes, frowned, and said, "It seems that there is a limit to absorption, and only part of it can be absorbed every day." Fortunately, just by absorbing these, you can quickly reach level thirty-five. ”

He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the fluctuations around him. It's like you've been planted with an enchantment.

"Oh no, someone is coming." Grant let out a low sigh, knowing that this person was definitely within the third order. Otherwise, it is impossible for you not to feel it until you release it. He turned his head to look at the glass window, on which his face was reflected, his eyes were white, his skin was pale, and his mouth was always open, as if he was screaming desperately, but he could not make a sound.

"Who's in the lower barrier!" Grant drank it, without killing intent. The illusion released in front of you, coupled with an enchantment that blocks sounds, is not an attack on you.

Rushing~~

In front of the bathroom door of the room, there was a loud noise. Click. A black-robed man walked out.

He moved forward step by step, each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Very laborious look.

It wasn't until he was about ten meters away from the wooden bed that he stopped walking. Lift the hood. A smile and a moaning look.

"Grant, long time no see." He chuckled, his voice soft.

"Master Hatins!" Grant looked pleasantly surprised, not expecting to meet Hatins at this time. But it is clear that the other party is not the kind of person who comes when nothing happens, he has always done things with a purpose. After thinking for a while, his happy expression quickly turned into a smile, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know what happened to Master Hairtings this time?" It's not going to be to see if I'm okay. ”

Headings pulled out the high-back chair of her desk and sat down. He looked at him calmly and said, "Did you go to the Shadow Academy headquarters during the day?" ”

"Yes." Grant nodded.

"Have you ever seen an existence beyond the third order?" Headings asked.

"Well, there are still a few great beings in the first dean."

Grant didn't know too well what the other party was trying to ask. Just said it all. Wait for the change of Heitings.

Hattings sighed and asked, "Did that fourth-order powerhouse wearing a black robe and skin like the dead skin of a dry tree say something?" ”

"Yes, I said it." Grant finally understood what the archdemon meant by that sentence, and simply repeated it to Heatins: "He said that the Mage's Staff was going to fall?" ”

When Hetins heard this, his expression was complicated. After a long time, he said with a little ease: "I know, it seems that there is no trouble in ending this matter." ”

"What the hell is going on, Master Heatins? That's right. How is the war between you and the Staff of Darkness and the Staff of Light? Do you want me to help? Grant asked casually.

"I've got the upper hand, and since he said that, I'll wipe out the remaining remnants of the party within a month."

"The Great Demon has something to do with the Mage's Staff?" Grant doesn't see any introduction to the game, and many details are far from realistic.

"My teacher is the one the Great Demon once taught. I was able to gain the upper hand in this battle so quickly because I was helped, and now even the teacher's teacher has spoken. I'll do it as soon as possible. Grant, thank you this time. I'll get out of here right away. ”

"Wait, Master Hattings. There's one thing I need your help with. Grant thought about it, but was still going to stop him.

"Can you give me the communication sigil?"

"Yes." Headings was stunned. His fingertips casually drew a few runes in the void, and with a flick of one hand, the runes sank into Grant's right arm, forming a huge magic eye pattern.

"I have something I might need your help with, but this will come out in half a year."

"We'll talk about it then." Heitins returned to the bathroom. There was a commotion, and the room returned to calm. Grant glanced at it and knew that the other party was gone.

He lay on his back to the sky and said in a calm tone: "Forget it, it's three o'clock in the middle of the night." Get some sleep. ”

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In the early morning, the bright light is blocked by the heavy curtains. Grant's room was bleak and gray. He slept peacefully on the bed in a silk pajamas, when his eyes opened and he looked at the already bright sky outside.

"Hey, it's time to act. But before you go into the black fog, go to the Rift Valley. This time, a third-order mage fell in the black mist, and it is estimated that there will be a city-wide mourning event. As the honorary deputy head of the Black Shadow Killing Troupe, I will also attend this event. Grant muttered. He got up, washed his face and changed his clothes, and left the hotel dry.

Upon returning to the Rift, Grant saw the black-robed mages coming and going with a heavy look of grief. At the top of the gray rift were white flags with a red cross tattooed on them.

Grant doesn't have to think about it to make it clear that there must be many members of the Black Shadow Killing Group in the black fog this time, and they won't have time to escape and be devoured. He felt sorry for the dead members, but it wasn't too heavy.

Along the way, the mages saw the Grange head.

"Hello Deputy Commander Grant!"

"Hello Deputy Commander Grant!"

Although they hadn't seen the deputy head in front of them with their own eyes, they knew through the magic record crystal that this person was the new deputy head of the group.

Grande nodded in response, and made her way down the hallway to her room.

In front of the gray stone door, there is an envelope with golden lace. Its surface is surrounded by a faint magic shield that protects it from the peeking eyes of others.

Grant's fingertips touched, and a hint of coolness invaded his fingers.

"Confirmed. Target Owner! ”

Syllable!

As the magic shield shattered like glass, the energy points gradually disappeared.

The paper transforms into a curtain of light: Deputy Commander Grant. This time, the fall of the two third-order mages in the black fog erosion territory was a very sad thing for Seleface City. Half a month later, we will see the funeral on behalf of the Black Shadow Killers. When you see it, be ready to act.

Grant looked at the date and knew that there were eleven days left.

He smiled: "There is still plenty of time, so let's save this time for making talisman arrays and spirit potions." Most of it has been consumed in the past six months, so it must be prepared. Although there are more than 10 million magic pattern stones on his body, the magic sealer and other items also need to be purchased with magic patterns, and it is best to slow down. Wait for the blood piercing to be done, and set aside some time to research and improve the level of alchemy. Gather enough magic stones. ”

Thinking of this, enter the room and take a casual bath before going to the laboratory.

Grant stayed in the lab for eleven days. Occasionally go to the canteen in the Rift Valley for a meal. The days passed quietly. It wasn't until the eleventh day came, that he knew it was time to go to the city of Seleface for a mourning service, and after changing into a black dress early, he was draped in a robe outside.

He pushed open the stone door and just walked out. A man with an inverted cross tattooed on his forehead had already appeared in the hallway, holding a black book and smiling.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Grant poking his head out.

"Deputy Commander Grant, morning!" Kurolo waved his hand. The attitude is undoubtedly much better. Since the last time the first dean asked Grant about it, and he is alive and well now, it means that he is not an enemy. The rest can only be friends, mages who can have a relationship with fourth-order powerhouses, and Kurolo naturally wants to make friends as much as possible.

Grant was stunned. I don't know if Kulolo stepped on shit today, and he was in such a good mood.

changed his smiling face and said with a smile: "Captain Kurolo." Good morning. I don't know what's going on today, but it seems that I'm still in a good mood. ”

"Nope. Let's go. You can't be late for a memorial service. ”

"That's right."

Grant and Culolo traveled together and set off to the mourning service.

The third-order mage is the most precious resource of Seleface City. After all, a fourth-order powerhouse is no longer born.

The strength of a city depends on how many third-order powerhouses there are. In the past, Seleface City has always been the first of several major mage cities, but unfortunately, the civil strife in the Mage's Staff and the number of third-order mages who have fallen a lot in the black fog this time have caused the number of third-order mages in Seleface City to drop a lot. But the first place is still unshakable.

The gray and white buildings of the entire city were planted with an iron rod and a white flag tied to them. The rooftops and shop signs are also hung with a circle of white floral ornaments. The long strip of street was lined with a crowd of people, all dressed in black, holding a bouquet of white lilies in their palms and their eyes filled with mourning.

Entering the era of peace, it was the first time that so many third-order mages had been lost.

Grant and Kurolo walked through the crowd, and could see rows of buildings and a group of female mages chanting slowly with tears in their eyes. Most of them are the family members of the mage who died this time, with infinite sorrow. Grant wasn't very sad, after all, it wasn't himself or someone he knew who died, but in this sad atmosphere, his eyes had an urge to shed tears.

He and Kurolo didn't speak, and kept moving forward slowly. Following the gray and white signage on the road, you can turn four or five streets in a row, and you can see a lot of mages or funeral teams carrying black wooden coffins along the way.

"Deputy Head Grant, we are in the Third Order Funeral Hall. They are all family members of ordinary mages, and since they are done together, they are careful not to make a mistake. ”

"Yes, I know." Grant nodded, and suddenly asked, "Where are we going now?" ”

"The Central Hall."

"You lead the way." Grande nodded and wiped tears from the corners of her eyes.

As they slowly moved towards the Great Hall, the sky gradually darkened, and heavy layers of clouds mixed with a cold wind blew through the streets of Seleface City, and the withered trees swayed their branches.

The sunlight has long been impenetrable, and the heavens and the earth have dimmed a lot. In such an environment, the city of Seleface seemed very bleak and gloomy and depressed. From time to time, there was a miserable cry.

Grant and Kurolo walked four or five streets, and the mages on either side were crowded. Occasionally, a few would say hello to Kurolo. Grant could see that these mages were nobly dressed, and their aura was around the top of the second order or quasi-third order.

He looked ahead, and a large building in a circle appeared. The top was hollowed out like a huge platform. There are many towering purple crystals at the bottom, and strange runes are suspended on the surface. The purple color and the black outside the building are slightly eerie.

He knew this was the Great Hall!

"Deputy Commander Grant, let's go." Kurolo replied lightly.

Gran nodded and followed the crowd into the hall. The entrance is four or five meters high, and the width is about ten meters. It's empty, but it's still very congested when you go in, crowded with people, and the sound is noisy.

Grant was in no hurry and didn't enter the hall until a moment later.

Inside, it resembles a dark place on a singing stage in the previous life, with a stage for speeches in the center, and a twisted red curtain hangs. There are also two black-robed mages who are placing certain magical items.

On all four sides are a circle of high chairs, layered on top of each other, like a pile of arhats. Grant noticed that the rows were all marked with their respective divisions or positions.

Kurolo took Grant's hand without a trace, pointed there, and said, "Let's go there." (To be continued......)