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The Ollie Mercenary Regiment is a team of semi-official professionals in the ancient city of Ba, which participates in the management of the city together with the city lord's mansion, and is a holy place that all professionals yearn for.

Thrall is the leader of the Ollie Mercenary Regiment, and he is also an amateur detective who is keen to watch the best players compete in the Battle.net system. As an amateur typology, he was successful, because until now he had never tapped a genius, or recruited a master.

He is purely in the name of a professional detective to join in the fun.

As always, today he landed on the battle network and entered the spectator system. He enjoys watching the battles in random matchmaking, and if he's lucky, he can even see incomprehensible battles at the Diamond level.

But today he was destined to be disappointed, he actually randomly watched the battle of a golden 3rd order assassin against the apprentice class, what is there to see?

He himself is a master of the Golden 2nd Order, let him watch a Golden 3rd Order assassin who is lower than him abuse the trainee rookie?

It's not as comfortable to watch such a fight as it is to match it yourself.

Just as he was about to click to exit the battle, he suddenly noticed the rookie apprentice's profession.

Apprentice Magician?!

How is this possible?

Thrall was completely shocked, not even the battle of the Diamond God could shock him so much, no one knew the mage profession better than him.

Because his profession used to be a branch of the magician branch of antiquity, the alchemist!

Alchemists originated in the most glorious period of antiquity, before the War of the Gods. It used to exist as a branch of the mage's profession, that is, the tail of the crane among mages. Generally, the magic apprentice who cannot be promoted is transferred to another class, and takes an alternative path to advancement.

Even so, in antiquity, alchemists were not comparable to warrior professionals, and they also regarded themselves as noble magicians.

Perhaps it was because the mages were so powerful that even the gods could kill them, so that the inheritance was broken. But the alchemist, as the last branch of the magician, has been preserved intact and passed down to this day.

In this era of the end of the law, alchemist is one of the upper professions!

What is a Superior Occupation?

Swordsman, Assassin, and Axe can only be regarded as a lower class, and the likes of Paladins can only barely be regarded as a middle class, and the upper class means a challenge of overstepping!

As a Golden 2nd Order, Thrall doesn't even pay attention to the Master of the Golden 1st Order, he has the capital to be proud of, just because he is a high-ranking professional alchemist!

But what did he see?

God, a trainee magician!

After more than ten years of searching, he can be very sure that there is no real magician inheritance in the empire, as for the so-called magician academy?

It's just for fun, an apprentice is a magician?

These pseudo-magic apprentices were not worthy of carrying shoes for magic apprentices in ancient times, and he couldn't even change his profession as an alchemist, so from the bottom of his heart he hated these magic apprentices who tarnished the prestige of magicians.

But the apprentice magician is different, the apprentice magician is a real magician! Throw it off the alchemist for hundreds of streets of the god profession! If this magician reaches the gold level, a single magic can kill hundreds of gold-level alchemists.

The ignorant are fearless, and the more they know, the more fearful they become.

There really is a remnant of the magician inheritance in this era!Thrall was excited, completely excited, and with excitement he quietly waited for the legendary true magician to come.

He was a little excited, and a little nervous, excited because the thing he had been looking for for more than ten years really existed, and he was nervous that maybe this was a parallel import?

The battle began, and he finally saw the legendary apprentice magician.

Wait a minute?

This is a magician?! Are you not mistaken!

A man with a nondescript wooden stabbing sword and in messy clothes deserves to be a trainee magician? At this moment, he was completely desperate, and there were times when his cheat system went wrong.

What kind of magician is this, it's clearly an ordinary trainee rookie.

True magicians value tradition, and in ancient times, magic robes and staffs were the glory of magicians, and ordinary people were not even qualified to touch them. Obviously, this is not a real magician, and Shiro is happy.

But Sal didn't quit and watched the game irritably with the mentality of breaking the jar and breaking it.

"This stupid trainee scolded the golden assassin as soon as he came up, and he really didn't have any respect for the strong at all. ”

What Sal saw was Lin Bai's second competition, he had already despised Lin Bai to the extreme, if he could, he even wanted to teach this apprentice what it meant to be in awe of the strong!

"This golden assassin is good, whether it is stealth or explosive speed, it is fast enough, even if it is a lion fighting a rabbit, he also uses all his strength, and he is worthy of being a handsome man in a fifth-tier city. ”

"This apprentice is actually not moving, I guess he is already confused, bad evaluation of combat awareness, poor evaluation of physical fitness, and bad evaluation of position! When did the apprentice get to this extent?"

"This kind of physical fitness, this kind of combat consciousness is so special that even ordinary people are not as good as ordinary people, right? You dare to enter the random matching system like this?!"

Sal, who was already upset, turned on the spit mode, he despised Lin Bai quite a lot, and he didn't have any common sense about fighting assassins, and he had already sentenced Lin Bai to death in his heart.

It's really a battle of abuse of vegetables without suspense, boring, too boring!

Just then, a strong, rhythmic chant sounded.

"Firebolt!"

Bang!

Oops, I'm rubbing.

At this second, Sal was shocked, and even the water cup in his hand was crushed, and he couldn't help but scream when he was scalded by boiling water. But instead of paying attention to his soaked clothes, he stared at the watch with wide eyes, and he even thought he was hallucinating.

This is magic!

It's not some rotten street illumination, it's useless indecent magic, it's real apprentice magic!

"Illusion, this must be an illusion, how can there be a magician inheritance now? ”

Thrall has fallen into madness, and for alchemists, magicians are their faith. He once thought that his faith had been extinguished, but this moment really appeared in reality, and he had a feeling of disbelief.

"Forward, Wind of Freedom, Suspending!"

Another chanting voice sounded, Lin Bai stood in the air, and the golden assassin was helpless.

Hallucinations?

If you are not sure that the other party really has the magician inheritance, unless he is blind, Sal is excited, completely excited, and even tears of excitement.

A trainee can make a gold-level assassin helpless, and who else but a mage can?

And it's an elemental mage! a legendary elemental mage known as a mage who destroys the world!

What is an elemental mage? This Nima is an elemental mage who has reached the diamond level and can slaughter cities with one spell!

Faith, he finally found the missing faith.

The magician, he really wants to come back! he is going to find him, he must find this magician, the glory of magic has been silent for too long, it is time for the world to remember the magician who once ruled the entire continent!

He's going to protect this apprentice mage until they achieve diamonds!

Thinking of this, he checked Lin Bai's information, and hurriedly ran out of the city, he was completely crazy.

"Lord Sal, is there something you are in such a hurry about?"

"I'm going to save the world!"

A swordsman looked at Sal, who had no shadow, dumbfounded, and the regimental commander he... Broken?