In World of Warcraft, Dalaran is a predominantly human-dominated magical kingdom with a unique parliamentary system and an open national focus that pursues magical inquiry, attracting magical talents from different races and even rival camps. Whether it's a budding apprentice who has just stepped into the wizarding world, or an established mage who has already been widely acclaimed.

Frankly, a card for an apprentice in magic, not something to be surprised about.

On the contrary, it is better to say that Mei Mumu's face is about to collapse.

The card is very scummy, and the green [excellent] level evaluation makes people feel bad at first glance.

What's worse is the card face, which is almost like a graduation photo of a primary school graduation photo, a large group of young children in their early teens gathered together.

Although the card seems to be exquisitely made, if you don't take a magnifying glass, you probably can't tell who's with whom.

The card is annotated as such.

"The great magical capital of Dalaran recruits thousands of magical apprentices from all over the world every year. With this Character Possession Card, you will have the qualification of the Magic Apprentice within three hours. The number of uses is 1/1. Once used, it cannot be interrupted. When it is used, the character's Possession Card expires until the host finds a way to recharge it, or uses a Fragment of Destiny to recharge or upgrade it. ”

Regardless of what the fragment of fate is, it took just three offset points to make such a thing, isn't this a cheat?

I wasn't born strong.

I'm just destined to be cold.

Alas, the sad feeling of believing that he was the emperor of Europe before drawing cards, and the result came out to verify that his African chieftain blood was unbreakable, simply made Mei Mumu despair.

After drawing this garbage card, Mei Mumu couldn't sleep all night.

Whining!

The Marvel world is so scary, it even gives me African ancestry.

Can this still live?

Looking at this card over and over again, Mei Mumu wanted to cry without tears, and stayed up until three o'clock in the morning before he fell asleep in a trance.

In his sleep, he seemed to dream of Thanos, who looked like a purple sweet potato essence, playing around in front of him, constantly snapping his fingers.

"Bang! bang!"

A snap of the fingers wiped out half the galaxy's life.

"Bang! bang!"

A snap of his fingers killed a plumwood......

Dolmamu, I heard that in addition to running errands, your eyes turn black and look like immortal cultivators, the benefits are greatly improved, can I abandon the light and go to the dark now?

Mei Mumu fell asleep in the haze, and was woken up in the haze by Baron Mordo.

"Hell, you're sleeping so dead. Have you forgotten that today is your first class? The Ancient One Master rarely found time to teach you personally!"

There are some things that Mordo can't say.

The Ancient One Master is the Supreme Mage, the guardian of the earth. It is very appropriate to describe her busyness with all kinds of opportunities.

With the looming threat of Casillas, the great traitor, how much time the Ancient One would have to teach was still a question.

Just like graduate supervisors and doctoral supervisors, it is impossible to give students a dozen or even dozens of classes a week like teaching primary and secondary school students.

Entry depends on the teacher, and comprehension depends on the individual.

In a sense, Mei Mumu's first class was also an extremely important secret exam. After all, no matter how good a tutor is, it is impossible to have unlimited time to teach a student with little qualifications.

Sighing secretly, Mo Du still urged Mei Mumu to freshen up as soon as possible.

"This is etiquette! Mordo emphasized.

It's a pity that Mei Mumu, who followed behind him, was still like a ghost, and even his footsteps seemed to be floating, and he kept yawning. Mordo frowned deeply.

It was just that out of the observance of the principles and the minimum respect for this junior disciple, Mo Du still led him to the temple of the Ancient One with dignity even though he frowned.

"Umegi, self-discipline is necessary. A mage must learn self-discipline so that he does not go down the wrong path and be tempted by demons. Mordo couldn't help but remind.

"Well, Senior Brother Mordo is right. Answering like this with his mouth, Mei Mumu still looked like he was out of the world.

Mordo frowned.

Soon, Umemu met the ancient one.

The Ancient One was a little strange because she felt a strange sense of incongruity in Mei Muki. It was a feeling she hadn't encountered when she had met him before.

The Ancient One frowned slightly.

"Master, what's wrong?" Mordo asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm sorry for you, Master Mordo. ”

Mordo bowed respectfully and retreated.

Facing Mei Mumu, who was standing in front of him with big dark circles under his eyes, Gu Yi smiled: "What's the matter?

"Sort of. For some reason, the air here last night was a bit special, and it was easy to get me excited. About once every two hours, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. Sorry, Teacher Ancient One. Mei Mumu was still yawning.

Gu Yi raised her eyebrows, and she was a little surprised.

99% of Kama Taj's disciples will not feel like this from Umeki. However, there are still a very small number of disciples who have the same symptoms as Mei Mumu, and one of them is named Mo Du......

It's just that the mage will use meditation more instead of sleep, so Mei Mumu will have an unexpected sense of excitement.

The ancient one did a good job of hiding the curiosity in her heart, and she began the teaching process in a serious manner.

"The language of occult spells has existed since the dawn of civilization. A long time ago, His Holiness called this language a mantra. If the name doesn't seem realistic to you, you can think of it as a program, the source code for building the real world. ”

"We collect energy...... Retrieve from other dimensions of the multiverse. When Gu Yi said this, she folded her hands, then split her left and right hands, and directly pulled out a golden line of fire that sputtered sparks. Immediately afterwards, her left hand was a bit like the gesture of Guanyin's hand, pulling it up directly, and dragging her right hand down in a nest.

A golden magic disc appeared so simply in front of Umegi's eyes.

Gu Yi didn't realize that what he saw in Mei Mumu's vision was something completely different.

More than 256 openings the size of fingernails appeared around the Ancient One out of thin air, and the energy flowing out of the openings was very small, like silk threads.

Gu Yi was extremely nimble in pulling more than fifty silk threads, like a weaver, smoothing these silk threads into bundles, and then his hands were like ink-soaked brushes, painting in the vertical space solidified by some mysterious energy in front of him.

The drawn runes formed a larger pattern, which was the magic array that Mei Mumu could see with the naked eye.

It is held in place by a complex irregular and multi-angled circle covered with golden energy threads, and then a square frame is constructed on the outside.