In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhe had been living in the village called Rio for two months, and during these two months, the only thing he had to do every day was to practice the magic of flame flash.

I have to say that Flame Flash is the magic that Professor Hodd is most proud of, and in just two months, it is really difficult to master.

Of course, in the past two months, Jiang Zhe has not achieved any results at all, at least in terms of the speed of exertion, it is much faster than two months ago, but compared to Professor Huode's almost instantaneous speed, Jiang Zhe is still too far behind, at least he himself is not satisfied.

However, in Professor Huo De's eyes, Jiang Zhe has done a good job, of course, in front of Jiang Zhe, Professor Huo De obviously would not say that...... "It's too slow! This kind of speed, the other party can't detect it!"

"What are you? Flame Flash? My proudest magic has become this virtue in your hands? The speed of condensing the elements is not fast enough, it needs to be faster......"

"Yes, cohesion...... What are you thinking? If your opponent is a real magician, you little devil is dead!"

"Well, that's it...... Concentrate your attention, condense the fire element, and flame flash! Yes, good...... It's a little faster, but the level of the flame is so far off, I think you've reached the yellow flame, right?"

"Okay, let's take our time...... Remember, Flame Flash's advantage is that it ignores a certain distance of space, even if the opponent is hiding behind a big tree or a boulder, as long as you can sense the opponent's position, you can still attack him!"

At the back of the room, Professor Huo De was wearing an ordinary robe, looking at Jiang Zhe in the field with his arms crossed, watching him cast a flame flash again and again, and then make corresponding comments and suggestions.

This is Jiang Zhe's only 'course' in these two months.

Not far from the two of them, Lavia sat on a rock with her legs crossed, staring intently at the flames that had suddenly appeared again and again.

"Flame Flash ......" muttered these words, Lavia suddenly regretted that she had chosen the flame route, she could see that the magic that Professor Hodd taught the boy was obviously a very advanced magic, and most of it was Professor Hodd's best magic.

But unfortunately...... Lavia, I'm sorry, I don't think the magic of Flame Flash is suitable for you, although in terms of control and mental power, you already have enough ability to learn this magic, but Flame Flash is not an ordinary magic, a single cast can not exert its full power, but your magic reserves are not able to let you cast this magic more than three times, which is why I think this magic is not suitable for you, compared to Soth, you have mastered more magic than him, in addition to the commonly used magic, you have also mastered enchantment, imitation, Enchantments and so on...... For magicians, magic is not just about mastering, but about practicing and improving it from time to time, and keeping it in mind...... The more magic you learn, the better, it all depends on your mana reserves...... So, Flame Flash is not for you, and you should choose a path that suits you......

"Whew!" With a faint pity and regret, Lavia sighed softly, looking at the boy practicing magic in the field, the strange thing is that if it was at the beginning, she might have been hostile because Professor Hodd preferred that boy more, but now ...... "stupid ......" looked at the boy in the field with a depressed face accusatory by Professor Hodd, Lavia smiled slightly.

"Alright, Soth, now try to make me your enemy, come and attack me, come!" Professor Hodd's sudden voice startled the distracted girl.

"Attack the professor?" Jiang Zhe, who was panting, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What kind of expression are you?" Professor Huo De looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile, flicked the wide sleeves of his robe, and said lightly, "Come on, little ghost!"

"Then ......" At the same time as he spoke, Jiang Zhe's eyes were already firmly fixed on Professor Huo De, and in his eyes, Professor Huo De had almost no defense.

"What are you hesitating about?" Obviously, Jiang Zhe's hesitation made Professor Huo De very dissatisfied, and he frowned and said, "I said, treat me as your enemy, come and attack me!" As soon as the words fell, I suddenly saw the professor's eyes change, and then I saw a glimmer of light flash around him, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Boom!" Almost the moment Professor Hodder disappeared, a yellow flame exploded where he was standing, and then, Professor Hodd's voice came from another place.

"Okay, you little ghost, you actually cheat?"

"Hehe......" Jiang Zhe smiled embarrassedly, he pretended to hesitate just now, but he was actually quietly condensing the fire element, but even so, he was still noticed by Professor Huo De, and he had to hurriedly cast the flame flash, but unfortunately, he still did not keep up with the speed of the professor's [flash] magic.

"Although it is a trick, but you should also understand," Professor Hodd naturally didn't care about his apprentice's offense just now, and said with a smile, "Flame flash is a kind of magic that is difficult to defend against, but its limitation is also very obvious, that is, the speed at which this magic can be cast, without speed, flame flash is at best a combination of fireballs and flames...... Come again!"

"Yes, Professor, but ......" hesitating, Jiang Zhe said with a strange expression, "But Professor, you should also bless some defensive magic, otherwise in case you hit ......"

"What if it hits?" Professor Hod's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile, "Then you have to be able to hit it, don't worry, the flames below the level of cyan have no effect on me......"

"No, no effect?" Jiang Zhe obviously had some difficulty understanding the meaning of the professor's words.

As if seeing the surprise in Jiang Zhe's eyes, Professor Huo De shook his head and said with a smile, "Okay, don't think about it, you will experience all this in the future, now...... It's coming!"

"Yes, Professor!" Jiang Zhe nodded, his eyes staring at the professor standing not far away, and then, his right hand was slowly raised, snapping his fingers.

With that crisp voice, a flame suddenly erupted where the professor was standing, and just a second before the flame appeared, the professor had already disappeared.

"Hahaha, yes, the position is very accurate, Soss, your perception ability is really beyond the average person, now in front of you, it is still a matter of speed, no one can help you, Sos, you can only rely on your long-term uninterrupted practice and exploration, concentration, improve mental strength, strengthen control......"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Okay, you are already very skilled, what is lacking is still practice, Soth, there is no good thing in the world that is not earned without effort, how much sweat you pay, how many achievements you can get, the world of magic, there is no so-called shortcut!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"What's wrong? How has the speed slowed down, Soth? I'm tired at this point? I know what you're trying to say, you want to rest, right? It's okay, you can say it...... Hey!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Oh, don't you rest? good...... But where did you aim this time? See, I'm standing here in a good way! Where are you going? Concentrate! The more tired you are, the more you have to pay attention, as a qualified magician, you must make sure that every magic can achieve the corresponding effect, otherwise, your opponent will make you lose the opportunity to attack next time!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Very good...... Tired, aren't you? Stretch your limit? Soth, I tell you, mastering a magic is only the most basic thing to be a magician...... Remember every step of this, remember it with your body, remember it with your soul, make it a part of your life, be able to do it at any time and anywhere, and to do that, you have to keep your best mental strength at all times, and your mind has to be focused...... I've only said a few words, and you've slowed down again, faster! faster!

"Yes...... Yes, Professor!"

In just ten minutes, Jiang Zhe felt that he was on the verge of collapse, the mental fatigue caused by the overdraft of his magic power, the nausea and nausea from his chest, and the pain from the depths of his soul, as if his soul was torn, all of this made the sweat on Jiang Zhe's forehead seep non-stop.

All magicians know that the drying up of mana will seriously damage a magician's mental power, and even endanger the soul even if it is serious, but for Jiang Zhe, who cannot be in a meditative state, this is the only way out...... But that's the way it goes...... He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, and he just relied on his perception to find the professor's location...... "Hey!" However, Professor Huode, who looked at his apprentice, inadvertently showed a somewhat satisfied smile, because he had found that although his apprentice was tired and even his body began to shake, the position of the capture was more and more accurate every time, and every time he raised his hand, it was so consistent, he seemed to be mechanically performing this magic.

"Very good...... Professor Hodd praised softly in a voice that only he could hear, and then shouted in a deep voice, "That's it, South, remember this feeling, real magic doesn't need superfluous movements, no fancy visual effects, what you have to do is to quickly solve your opponent, magic is not juggling! Lethality is the most fundamental! No matter how much we deny it, but the fundamental reason for the birth of black magic is still destruction! Something without destructive power is not qualified to be called black magic at all!" I don't care what you do with this magic in the future, since I choose to teach you, I will teach it with my heart, and you will learn with your heart......"

"Yes...... Yes, teach...... ......Professor! Whew......"

Two yards away, Lavia crossed her legs and looked at the boy in the field, looking at him tired and staggering but mentally practicing...... "That's right...... Don't waste your talent, Soth ......" muttered softly, Lavia suddenly felt a faint chill on her face, and when she looked up, she realized that it was a slight drizzle, and after hesitating, she shouted softly, "Professor, it's raining......"

"Hmm?" Professor Hud, who was in the field, looked up at the sky and said inexplicably, "It's just a light rain, it's okay!"

"Yes...... However, maybe there will be a big ......" as she spoke, Lavia looked at the boy with a little worry in her eyes, a little hesitation and struggle in her eyes.

"Huh?" Professor Hodd glanced at Lavia inexplicably, suddenly smiled strangely, shook his head, and said, "That's right!, Sassen wasn't built in a day or two, so let's rest for a while......" As he spoke, the professor glanced up at the sky and frowned at the dark clouds in the sky.

"What's wrong, Professor?" asked Lavia, who had already walked up to Professor Hodd's side, confused.

"It's nothing, it's just a faint feeling of bad premonition......" As he spoke, Professor Hodd turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhe, who was so tired that he was squatting on the ground panting, and teased, "What's the matter, Soth, are you waiting for Lavia to help you?"

"How can it!" Jiang Zhe stood up with a wry smile, and happened to see Lavia's worried eyes, so he said strangely, "What?

"Help you?" Lavia sneered twice and said without giving any face, "You kind of guy, it's better to fall to death!"

"I knew ......"

"Hehe!" Looking at the two little ghosts, Professor Huo De smiled and shook his head, and then looked up at the sky, his eyes showing a bit of solemnity.

What is this uneasy feeling in my heart?

At the same time, one hundred and forty or fifty miles northeast of the Imperial City of Sasson, Argus, Argus, Bart Cranfield, was looking up at the cloudy sky, and said faintly, "Is this it, Clark?"

"Yes, my esteemed master!" As the words fell, a vague white figure slowly appeared beside Argus, and in just two or three seconds, the white figure gradually condensed into a human form, it was a burly warrior wearing heavy blue-gray knight's armor all over his body.

He is a mysterious servant as mysterious as Argus, Clark, Clarke?

"The white-skinned pigeon sleeps in the land!"

"Oh, that's ......," said Argus, looking around, his eyes a little confused, and hesitantly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be [Thrand], right?"

"You're right, my master!" Clark bowed his head slightly, and his voice came through the ancient blue-gray bullhorn helmet, "One of the most prosperous human cities hundreds of years ago, Thrand!" he said, looking around, changing the obsidian sword in his right hand to his left, and then pointed to the distance with his right hand and said, "It should be the famous Thrand Castle, but now, maybe there is only a ruin......

It is indeed a ruin, at least beside the two of them, there is no smell of prosperity, dead woods, black and smelly rivers, even the land is scorched and black, it is hard to imagine that there can be such a barren place in the eastern part of the rich continent.

"What a pity...... Argus shook his head with a smirk and said lightly, "Legend has it that Thrand was cursed by the god of war, and in an unknown day, the god of war became angry, and he cursed all the inhabitants of this land, making them kill each other without distinguishing between right and wrong, and all of them lost the ability to think, and they all wanted to kill each other...... Interesting!

"Humph!" Clark snorted softly, disdainfully, "The curse of the god of war?

"Isn't that great?" Argus smiled faintly, crouched down and stroked the black earth, and muttered in a somewhat inexplicable tone, "God does not exist, there exist, only demons ......" he said, he stood up and said in a deep voice, "Find him, Clark!"

"Yes, my master!" Clark nodded violently, and took out a black horn from his bosom and blew it.

"Woo woo ......" After a dull horn, a little yellow flash crossed the ground where the two were standing, and then, a huge purple pentagram slowly appeared on the ground, and in the hazy purple light, a white figure came out of it, looking around blankly, and then, the second, the third...... Is that...... Undead! Undead like soldiers!

As Argus looked left and right, Clark said in a low voice, "Go find the bottle buried under this land, my soldier!"

I saw that the countless undead soldiers nodded "whining", and then scurried into the ground, and the hard ground could not pose any obstacle to these undead at all.

"That's so convenient, hehehe!" Argus smiled slightly.

In response to his smile, Clark said in a low voice, "Yes, master...... My army is ready to serve its master!"

"I know I know," Argus nodded slightly, then shook his head again and whispered, "but now is not the time...... Don't worry, I have a hunch that that day will come soon, soon...... Of course, I will remember the agreement between us......"

"Thank you, master!" Clark said in a sigh of thanks.

Legend has it that the undead are omniscient, and half an hour later, a group of undead sprang out of the ground, one of them holding a palm-sized golden bottle.

It can be seen that this is a small bottle made of gold, the style is very simple and old, if it were not for the fact that this bottle is made of gold, I am afraid that no one will pick it up even if it is thrown on the ground.

The only thing that stands out about the vial is the pattern painted on the bottle, which is a battlefield-like picture, countless people are fighting in the painting, but among these people, there are not only warriors, in the pattern, some people even hold rakes and sticks to participate in the battle, and look at the faces of those people in the painting are very hideous, looking a little crazy.

Above them, a huge white dove was flying in the air, smiling at the battle below, chirping as if mocking, as if with pleasure.

"This should be it!" Clark muttered, snatching the golden bottle from the undead's hand and offering it to Argus.

"Hehe," Argus said with a smile after glancing at the pattern on the bottle, "it doesn't look like a good guy......

As soon as Argus's words fell, Clark's deep voice came, "The master can rest assured, this guy is a coward, and he doesn't have much strength himself, he will never dare to go against the master's wishes!"

"Good!" Argus said lightly, uncorking the bottle without hesitation, and then dropped it on the ground.

At first, the vial didn't move, but after a dozen seconds, it shook suddenly, and then, a rolling gray smoke gradually poured out from the mouth of the vial.

"I'm out! I'm out again!hahaha!"

"That bastard...... Hahaha, I'll thank you, so let's kill you with my own hands, how about it? I think that's a very good note, ......."

"Oh, kill me?" Argus looked up at the gray smoke in the air, smiled faintly, and then said to Clark beside him, "This guy's voice is worse than yours, isn't it like this for every one of you?"

Before Clark could speak, an angry voice came from the smoke in midair, and a huge bird's head faintly looked angrily at Argus.

"You bastard, you say that Uncle Ben's voice is ugly? You! You...... I'm going to kill you, and then tear your soul apart......" The hoarse voice paused, and the smoke-turned bird's head looked at Clark suspiciously, and said uncertainly, "You...... Simonli?"

"What this guy cares about most is that the sound of others is ugly, although it is really ugly......," explained Argus in a whisper, and Clark raised his head and shouted, "If you don't want to be sealed back in that vial, get out of here, Hanpa!"

It could be seen that the guy named Hanpa seemed to be a little afraid of Clark, and he saw a burst of smoke billowing in the air, and when he hit the ground, he had already turned into the appearance of a white-haired old man, and he looked a little kind, but those small eyes, and the twinkling eyes, had ruined the original good image, and now, he was looking at Clark and Argus beside him with those small bird's eyes in disbelief.

With a little disgust, Clark frowned and looked at Hanpa in front of him and said in a deep voice, "This is my new master!"

"New ...... The new lord ......" Hanpa looked at Clark incredulously, then turned to look at Argus with a hint of fear in his eyes.

As if to see the fear in Hanpa's heart, Argus smiled faintly and said, "My name is Argus Bart Cranfield for the first time, and I am Clark's master, and I will be your master...... Of course, you can choose to say no!", he said, looking at the small golden vase at Hanpa's feet.

"Humph!" beside Argus, Clark shook the Obsidian Knight Sword in his hand and threatened, "Don't be ignorant!"

"Yes yes yes ......" Hanpa nodded hurriedly, during which he secretly glanced at Argus, feeling the terrifying and powerful dark power embodied by the man in front of him when he spoke, his forehead couldn't help but ooze a little beads of sweat, then he lowered his head, squatted down, put his hands together and performed a courtesy, and said, "I can feel the powerful dark power in my master's body, and it is my honor to be loyal to my master......

"It's good to know!" Clark said in a smug voice, and it was clear that he really didn't like this guy very much.

"Very well!" Argus smiled slightly, stepped forward to help Hampa up, and whispered, "I'm sure you won't regret the decision you made today...... Your name is Hampa?"

"Gree Hampa, ranked thirty-three......"

"Hmph!" Clark snorted dissatisfiedly, and the cold snort made Hanpa's body tremble.

"Yes," Argus casually shook his head at Clark, and then smiled at the bowed head of Hampa, "I have one thing for you to do, and I think only you can do it......

I saw that Hanpa raised his head flatteredly, secretly glanced at the silent Clark, and said happily in a hoarse voice, "I don't know what the master wants me to do?"

"It's simple," Argus said with a wicked grin, "it's just your old job......

As if he understood something, Han Pa Ji smiled, nodded again and again and said, "Please rest assured, master, I am the best at this kind of thing!"

"Very good!" Argus smiled and patted Hampa on the shoulder, then looked up at the dark clouds in the sky with a grim look in his eyes.

It won't be long before our time comes...... Dark Times!

(To be continued)