The roar in the distance greatly shook Layton's heart, and the skeleton and undead beside him trembled in this huge roar. He looked intently in the direction where the roar sounded, as if he had returned to the dungeon hall that he didn't want to be remembered, remembering the roar of the old dragon's dominating voice.

The night passed, and Layton figured it wasn't too early. He found a place to roost and gave orders to his skeleton team to stay put, waiting for his return.

With a flash of magical light, Layton returned to the castle room. By this time, the sun had slowly risen, and warm sunlight was pouring into the room through the windows.

Layton seemed to remember something, and secretly said, "Not good!" and then picked up the black token and rushed out the door. Running along the tree-lined path, he ran towards the teaching building, and kept muttering to himself: "It's really careless, I was late for the first day of class." ”

As he reached the lecture hall, Layton knocked lightly on the door, and the classroom fell silent. When Leighton pushed the door open, the classroom was filled with darkness. Suddenly, more than a hundred people in the classroom turned their heads and looked at him with their eyes brushed.

On the podium stood a female tutor with maroon hair, who was looking at him sternly, took out a roster, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Layton knew at this moment that he might have left a bad impression in the heart of this mentor. After a pause, Layton replied calmly, "Dark Summoning Department Class 7, Layton Harris." ”

A strange light flashed in the female tutor's eyes, her brows furrowed slightly, she glanced at the young man more, seemed to think of something, and said, "You are the genius of this dark magic department, Layton Harris, who has the best dark soul?"

Leighton didn't expect that he would be rated as a genius, he was stunned for a moment, and said without humility or arrogance: "Yes." ”

"Okay, come in! If you are a first-time offender, you will not be prosecuted, remember not to make an example. The tutor beckoned impatiently and motioned for her to come in and sit down.

Layton walked in only to find that a large lecture hall was almost full, and there was already an empty seat in the corner, so he walked over and sat down.

Next to him sat a fatter teenager with a large bun in his hand, secretly eating in the corner. The young man looked back and smiled and asked, "I woke up too late in the morning and didn't eat." Would you like a piece?"

Layton smiled and shook his head, declining his kindness.

"Hello, my name is Wanba. I'm in the same class as you, Class 7 of the Dark Summoning Department. The boy said as if he was familiar with it.

"Hello! ”

"Brother, he really deserves to be a genius in the Dark Summoning Department, and he dared to be late for the first public class and offend Tutor Susan. ”

Layton asked suspiciously, "Mentor Susan?"

Wanba looked at Layton's confused expression and said in surprise: "It's the one on the podium, you don't know! That's a notoriously fiery temper, and those who offend him never have good fruit to eat." He turned his hand to support his chin and muttered to himself: "I don't know why I let you go today, is it because you are a genius?"

Layton asked in a low voice, "Is there so many people in every class?"

"Brother, you probably didn't take a good look at the introduction of the academy's regulations!" Wanba was surprised.

Hearing this, Layton was a little embarrassed, he was busy with the undead realm accepting second-order undead yesterday, and he didn't bother to read the introduction of those academy rules in detail.

A black line floated through Wanba's head, and he said speechlessly: "He is worthy of being a genius." Well, I'll tell you, this is a public class in the Department of Dark Summoning, and every morning seven classes meet in the lecture hall, and Tutor Susan is in charge. In the afternoon, there is a training class, and the class instructors of each class are responsible for each class, and it just so happens that our class is the night soul instructor. ”

At the mention of the Night Soul Mentor, Wanba suddenly became excited.

"The Night Soul Mentor is the representative of the Dark Summoning Department of the Spirit Wing Magic Academy, since the age of ten, he began to show his magical talent for the best dark soul, practicing dark summoning magic, and at the age of fifteen, he had reached the fourth order of magic, and now he has become a seventh-order magician before the age of thirty. The Night Soul Master is one of the geniuses who is expected to attack the Holy Rank. ”

Wanba turned his head, glanced at Layton, and continued: "Just because you and the Night Soul Master are also the best dark souls, you are also regarded as the second Night Soul Master, although looking at your appearance, you are a little older. ”

At this time, Layton suddenly saw that not far away, Manklin turned back to him with a sinister smile, and chose to ignore it.

"Wanba, you tell me about the seven classes of the Dark Summoning Department. Layton asked, as if remembering something.

"The Dark Summoning Department is divided into classes one to seven according to the strength of the class, with fifteen students in each class. Class 1 is the strongest in the freshman class, and our Class 7 is currently at the bottom. Of course, with you on board, I'm sure something will definitely change. Wamba said in detail.

Layton glanced at him and wondered, "That's not right, didn't you say that the Night Soul Master is the representative of the Dark Summoning Department, so why is his class the weakest?"

Wan Ba sighed and said quietly: "You don't know this, although the strength and talent of the Night Soul Mentor is the strongest among his peers, but there are veteran mentors above who are not weaker than the Night Soul Mentors, and the Night Soul Mentors are from humble backgrounds, and they are said to be the children of slaves, and they are not welcomed. Fortunately, the Night Soul Master is a cultivator and doesn't care about this. Except during class hours, he is rarely seen. Of course, if you have any questions about cultivation, the Night Soul Master is still very eager to help you answer them. ”

Wanba's eyes motioned to Layton and said, "Don't say anything else, just the Susan Mentor in front of you, that's an eighth-order dark mage." No one has ever dared to provoke him, and you are the first to be late to hilardy him. If it weren't for the fact that you possess the best dark soul, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to eat and walk around today. ”

Hearing this, Layton nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood.

At this time, Susan's mentor was teaching meditation. Meditation is also divided into four levels: elementary, intermediate, advanced, and superb. The higher the level of meditation, the more effective it is to practice, and it is rumored that the best meditation technique will help the magician's soul to further comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. At present, the sacred meditation technique of the Holy See of Light, the star meditation technique of the Holy King of the human race, the life meditation technique of the elven clan, etc., all help to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth and break through the shackles of the holy level.

You must know that magicians are divided into one to nine ranks, and above are saint-level magicians. Although there is only a one-order difference between the ninth-order and the holy order, this gap is the law of heaven and earth, and countless ninth-order magicians since ancient times have regretted it for the rest of their lives because they have no chance to comprehend the law of heaven and earth.

One can imagine how precious a superb meditation technique is, and it has a chance to help break through to the Holy Rank. Therefore, whenever there is a world with the best meditation technique, it will attract the bloody rain of the mainland, and countless people will rush to it.

At this point, Leighton realized that there was so much attention to just one meditation technique. This is common knowledge of magic, which almost every magician apprentice will know, so most of them appear lethargic and absent-minded. Only a half-baked person like Layton doesn't understand, showing a look of relish.

couldn't help but attract the attention of Susan's mentor, and sighed secretly: "Such boring content is listened to with relish, and it is worthy of being a person with the best dark talent." On the contrary, Susan's mentor changed his opinion of him, and changed a lot.

Then Mentor Susan carefully explained the ways to summon the undead, generally including contract summoning, direct summoning, and descending.

There are two types of contract summoning: one is the servant contract, which is to sign a servant contract by defeating the undead creature and subduing him, casting the contract sigil. After the signing is completed, the undead slave will always be loyal to the master, and with the death of the master, the undead slave will also die, and the second is the equal contract, which is simply an exchange of terms with a powerful, intelligent undead creature to sign an equal contract. Such contracts are not as binding as the former, and they are often subject to various conditions.

Direct summoning is to refine the bones of creatures such as Warcraft or humans into undead slaves, which can be summoned directly during battle, and the summoned creatures are unconscious and completely at the disposal of the summoner.

Advent is a powerful spirit or undead spirit summoned through a ritual, and the Advent ritual is very complex and generally requires more than five magicians to use.

Soon the class was over, and after Susan's tutor's explanation, Leighton's understanding of magic went deeper. I couldn't help but sigh: "With the guidance of the academy tutor, it is really much faster than fooling around by yourself." ”

The recess was fast approaching, and Manklin, followed by four followers, slowly walked up to Layton and said menacingly, "Boy, you're going to be out of luck." ”