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In a dimly lit room, a pale light fell from the sky and landed on a small bronze armory frame, the base of which was carved with intricate patterns and inlaid with several large magical jewels, jewels and charming eyes.

At this time, the weapon rack is holding a dark red dagger, the dagger is covered with strange patterns, dense, but asymmetrical, and the more bizarre phenomenon is that it continues to emerge out of the pale black mist, there is a rhythm of breathing, like a sleeping creature.

"Teacher, the Crimson Dagger returned automatically and fell into a deep sleep, indicating that Senior Brother Brazz should be dead. An old mage said to the old man sitting at his desk.

This old man is dressed in a gorgeous costume, equipped with magic jade with a round color, extremely luxurious, and the luxurious and heroic appearance cannot hide his old and decaying aura, however, his old flesh exudes an extremely rich life force, very paradoxical, he is the necromancer Sival, one of the members of the Council of Nine of the Arcane Ring, although he has not appeared in the Tower of Order of the Arcane Ring for a long time.

However, in the undead magic world, it is usually not possible to judge age by appearance, because the appearance of most apprentices will complete the transformation from ordinary life to undead life within the first three years, and the body will undergo drastic changes, some old men who seem to be old are likely to be just magic apprentices who are less than eighteen years old, and those middle-aged people who look personable are likely to be old monsters who have lived for nearly a thousand years.

"What a waste!" Sivar snorted, "I am disappointed in him that he has taken up so many resources and has not achieved anything, and this time he may die at the hands of a first-year apprentice, his talent cannot hide his flaws in character and intelligence!!"

"Will this affect your plans?"

Sival did not comment, and said in a deep voice: "Help me choose a child from the Thirteen Black Prisons, this person must be tenacious, cruel, ruthless, and it is better to be simple-minded, and not to have too many chaotic thoughts."

Then, give him this dagger, and I only make one request to him, he must kill every day! Whether it is killing people or killing monsters, if I can't do this, I will take the dagger back. ”

"Yes. The old mage should come down, and he looked a little hesitant, "Teacher, what ...... That's a legendary weapon! Isn't it appropriate to give it away so casually?"

Sival smiled and said, "Actually, you want it, don't you? It can be used as a weapon for self-defense!"

At a glance, the old mage looked a little stunned.

"The only value of Crimson Fang lies in its rune, which seems to convert all energy into the magical energy you need, as for the function of death teleportation, it is nothing more than a gimmick, and it is not enough to become a legendary weapon with these functions alone, at most it is barely a sub-legendary weapon. ”

Having said this, the old mage no longer twisted, and simply said the thoughts in his chest, "That's also very expensive, at least its power below the Magister, no one can compete with it, I think most people in Twilight Town can't carry it with a knife!"

Sivar shook his head and said, "You're wrong! For mages, any weapon is dangerous, because your essence is too weak, if the enemy's attack can break through all your defenses and directly hit your body, even if it is a dagger with no additional abilities, you can still kill."

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Drop you! This is the nature of the mage's profession! No one can change the status quo of the industry!"

The old mage nodded, "I see. ”

Actually, the old mage didn't understand, he still didn't understand why Sivar wanted to give away Crimson Fang for free?

Sival muttered, "Andrew, you are also an old man who has been with me for many years, and there are some things...... You can be informed. ”

Andrew looked delighted, and after some trial and tribulation, it finally paid off.

After a moment of silence, Sival spoke, "The Crimson Fang is not perfect, it has a fatal flaw, and the wielder will be subject to a curse similar to 'Flesh Withering'. ”

Hearing this, Andrew was shocked, flesh withering is a terrible curse, it will continue to damage your body, consume life force, reduce function, make you age quickly, until death, and it can even continue to work after death, making you decay at a faster rate, and finally disappear in the world.

It can be said that it is quite a vicious type of curse.

And its ability to absorb the essence of life can alleviate, counteract, and even replenish the consumption of flesh and blood withering, which is a deliberate setting at the beginning of its creation. ”

Andrew was puzzled and asked, "Why did the teacher add such an obvious flaw to such a precious weapon?"

Another old mage beside him interjected, "Because the teacher never intended to let others use it, and the teacher needs to use this method to force the wielder to keep killing in order to gain something, right?"

The other question, then, is logical, what exactly did their teacher want out of killing? Soul, Essence of Pain, Essence of Resentment, both apprentices were interested in it, and did not touch this question.

"That's right, it's the idea, and since I've decided to tell you today, let's be thorough. Sival explained with a smile, "A long time ago, there was a story in the Arcane Ring that a magical apprentice accidentally found a fang from a vampire beast, and combined it with the 'Dark Sacrifice' to form a new composite magic pattern, which has the ability to extract life essence and soul.

I'm sure you've all heard this story, right?"

The two old mages nodded their heads.

"It's a lie, and this lie first came out of the mouth of the old dean Ferdin. ”

It even involves the most revered old man in the Necromancy Academy, the former dean, Fortin Tirio?!

The two old mages pricked up their ears and listened intently.

"This composite magic pattern is actually copied by a magic apprentice from a broken page, it may be a broken ancient god pattern, the god I am referring to is not the parasitic gods in front of me, the ancient gods are true gods, true gods with infinite power. ”

Becoming more and more bizarre, the two old mages couldn't help but hold their breath.

"After this apprentice got the rune, he didn't immediately report it to the academy, but chose to secretly study it himself, hoping for greater benefits. For this choice, we can also understand that human nature is always greedy and selfish.

Later, he created a dagger, the most widely circulated blood-sucking dagger, but it was a failed work, and it broke down less than two months after it was published.

Old Dean Ferdin

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After knowing about this, he began to study this divine pattern, and he achieved a small success. ”

"Is that Crimson Fang the work of the old dean?"

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet. Sivard paused, then continued: "It is undeniable that Dean Fording is a respected man, he is upright and kind, and his temper is eccentric, and no one can touch some of his ideas, but sometimes his pattern is on the small side.

For example, he preserves his inheritance with secret methods, saying that he expects someone to be destined, rather than handing it over to the next successor, so that all the necromancy apprentices can share his results.

I don't agree with his move!"

The old dean Ferding enjoys a high reputation in the Necromancy Academy, and if someone says something to the old dean, he will definitely be beaten, and in serious cases, he may even lose his life.

Today, the object of worship received such an evaluation, and the two old mages were somewhat resistant, but the speaker was their mentor, the current dean of the Academy of the Dead, and he was also qualified.

"Over the years, I have been trying to crack the inheritance of Dean Ferdin, but there has been no progress, the project of Crimson Fang is one of the most important attempts, I need to collect 10,000 complete souls, use the power of souls, and violently break the protective device of the inheritance of Old Ferdin, although the means are somewhat extraordinary, but in the long run, it is a very advantageous thing, and everyone in the future will be able to benefit from it. ”

That said, it's still very cruel, 10,000 souls, fortunately, there is no hard requirement to be human souls, otherwise, I don't know when it will be able to make up this number.

Andrew replied, "Teacher, I understand. ”

"Bratz is the person selected by Crimson Fang, it is him, I am very disappointed, given him so many resources and time, he has only completed thirty percent of the task, and there are seventy percent left, a full seven thousand souls!"

Andrew sighed: "Teacher don't worry, as long as there is an upper limit to the number, it will be completed one day, it is only a matter of time." ”

Sivar muttered, "I don't have that much time for him, I must put some pressure on the successor of the Crimson Dagger!"

"Okay, I'll pass on all the teacher's requests!"

As he spoke, Sival's eyes narrowed into a slit, "This apprentice named Charlie is also quite interesting, knowing that Braz is my apprentice, he still dares to kill the killer?!

Arrange an additional, rewarding mission for the successor, and if he can kill Charlie and succeed in avenging Bratz, he can make a request to me at his discretion, and I will try to accommodate him. ”

Andrew was undoubtedly very rational, and he hesitated: "Teacher, I'm worried that my successor won't be able to do it, you think! Even Braz is not his opponent, how can an apprentice who has just obtained Crimson Fang do it? Braz has been using the Crimson Dagger for more than two years, and has already obtained a lot of strengthening effects. ”

"That's right. Sival took out a black thing from his bosom and said, "This is a new thing I have recently made, a kind of magic prop, it has the 'Death Gaze' printed on it, it can be activated without spells and its own magic power, it should be more than enough to deal with a first-year apprentice, right?"

Andrew nodded, "It should be fine." ”

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