Tahira was still wearing pajamas, but the Leolan family had a conservative style, and her dressing gown was a bright silver soft silk, which was loose but wrapped around her whole body quite tightly. At this moment, she couldn't believe it as Heras gradually floated up, and became more and more agile, and even began to move and dodge slightly.

"He's not an idiot! Tahira couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and the other family heirs also felt the same way, Heras had been promoted to the middle level, and he was promoted to the fourth level of the difficult fourth-level magic of flying art. This once again proves the correct surname for his title of magical genius, and judging by his surname, what kind of revenge will those who have humiliated him a week ago face?

Salrod pursed his thin pale lips tightly, his hands trembling uncontrollably, his nails digging deep into his palms, extreme anger and jealousy, and the accompanying worry making it difficult for him to stabilize his emotions. The Marquis doesn't seem to be very protective of himself in the past feud with Heras, and his intention to kill Heras has been revealed, what will happen next?

The Marquis glanced at his second son and shook his head slightly. He was more concerned with another issue than Herace regaining his strength and becoming a mid-tier spellcaster. That kind of sign was only recorded once, when the Grand Overseer Haman activated the resurrected body, and the same three heartbeats resounded throughout the capital of the Frost Troll Empire, Zuldra, but Haman activated this ability when he advanced to the legendary Troll Berserker, and Heras was obviously still a first-level bloodline knight.

"This is unreasonable, Dilian's mother is not a bloodliner, and her son's bloodline should be weakened even more. "And the bloodline weakening potion that Heras had been taking for a long time was personally concocted by the Marquis, so he naturally knew that those potions were not inferior products. Then he realized an unheard of phenomenon: "Bloodline can cast spells instantly?"

The Marquis's calm expression could not tell the turbulent waves that were being set off in his heart. He faintly congratulated, "I'm glad you're back and making the cut, Heras." ”

Heras, who was easily indulging his body and making some evasive moves quickly, came back to his senses, and the excitement of casting the spell for the first time made him intoxicated. He bowed to the Marquis in the air: "Thank you for your congratulations, uncle. ”

This sentence made the members of the Leolan family present unconsciously open their mouths, and Tahira could even put an egg in her small and delicate mouth. Is this Heras? He would be so polite!? Isn't his damaged brain fully recovered?

The Marquis was also a little surprised, because he didn't say anything about himself when Yara was declared treason, and Heras had always had little respect for himself. Out of concern for the family's magical genius and the patience of the elders, the Marquis did not mind much of Heras's attitude. After Delian's sad death, he ordered Goode to look after him for a while, until he was promoted to a full-fledged mage and had the power to protect himself.

Nodding slightly, the Marquis did not continue to speak, his voice sounded directly in Heras's ears: "It seems that you have matured a lot, Heras, I don't know how you managed to cast spells in an instant as a bloodliner, and I don't plan to delve into this issue, most of the spellcasters are not from bloodline families." But there are not a few bloodlines who are hungry for magic, and you should try not to show both powers at the same time in the future. ”

Heras found that the heirs of the family did not react to the Marquis's words, "Only I can hear it? ”

The Marquis was right, due to the existence of the Void Pillar, most mages were very confident in the magical power they wielded! Some powerful legendary mages gathered the most top-level spellcasters of all human planes to form the Mage Federation of Realms, and established a magnificent magical city in the twisted endless void, the Pillars of the Void, with countless magic towers. The headquarters of the Federation is located in the Whirling Cloud Tower of the Void Pillar, and the Marquis is also a member of the Federation, and will be invited by the Federation when the caster is strong enough to a certain extent.

The Federation of Mages of All Realms is not a political body, and does not participate in any conflicts between the human planes or the strife of nations and races within the plane. In fact, many legendary spellcasters of the inhuman race were able to enter the upper echelons of the Federation. Even members who belong to a hostile nation, or who have a deep grudge against each other, must be extremely restrained in the Pillars of the Void, and if they fight in the city, the punishment will be quite severe!

The main purpose of the Federation is to study magic and academic discussions, and to work with the gods of the plane to maintain the operation of the plane. Since it is difficult for the gods to extend their power far from their native plane, the Federation plays a vital role in this regard.

Although the bloodline people are also very powerful, they have difficulty understanding the special laws of running between planes and distorting the void, and even if they can understand it, they do not have the spiritual power to use it. Therefore, compared to the mages, the bloodline is a bit unfree—if you want to cross the plane, you have to rely on magical power. As a result, a small number of bloodline people have developed an extreme thirst for magic.

Heras understood what the Marquis meant, which implied that he would quietly leave Yanjing as soon as possible, and the news of his activation of the resurrection body might have reached the palace, and the capital would be boiling because of this news tomorrow. And now that too many people saw him cast spells instantly, the marquis could hide it for a few days at most, and then he didn't know how many powerful bloodlines who were eager for magic wanted to fight him.

Bowing to the Marquis again, Heras felt that the people of the Leolan family were really terrifying, which was also one of the characteristics of the magic family.

The magic family is not as easy as the blood nobles and the god nobles, one relies on the innate bloodline to prosper, and the other attracts the favor of the gods with the divine grace accumulated over generations. As long as there are no powerful mages in the magic family for one or two generations, the family will decline rapidly, because the magic power cannot be inherited, and maintaining a magic family requires continuous efforts from generation to generation, and it can never be relaxed. This creates an extreme reality for the magical family - as long as you have magical potential, the family will nurture you no matter what you do.

Of course, extreme reality means that once they lose their potential, then the family will ignore it and leave it to its own devices.

The Marquis was about to say something, when there was a noise at the door, accompanied by the neighing of Le Ma, it seems that many nobles can't bear it, this phenomenon is too obvious, anyone with a little insight can guess that someone has activated the resurrection body, and in the Leolan family, only Heras currently has the blood of the Blood King.

"You must keep what Heras can cast a spell secret. After instructing the family members, the marquis disappeared in place, and he had to deal with the nobles who had heard the news. As for how long it can be kept secret, the marquis is not sure, as long as it is delayed until Heras leaves Yanjing.

Heras looked at the family members who were "watching" him, there were many of his elders, and more of them were the family heirs of those peers, and he was ready to settle the previous misunderstanding with them, after all, it was not a good thing to be hated by his peers.

His thoughts moved slightly, and the whole person landed in front of them, Tahira and the others subconsciously took a few steps back, only Salod was still stubborn and stood still.

"It seems that Young Master Heras is really famous" Seeing the subconscious reaction of the heirs of the family, he couldn't help but scold.

"Don't you congratulate me?" he smiled at Tahira and held out his right hand, he was really grateful to Tahira, his cousin didn't really want to hurt him in the first place, just wanted to teach him to be angry, and indirectly helped him regain his strength for the sake of her little abacus.

Tahira's mind was a little spinning, the last time she didn't congratulate Heras on her promotion to the official mage, she was stripped naked and hung at the door of the magic school was the pain of her life. Now Heras's question undoubtedly brought back tragic memories of her childhood.

Apparently aware of the problem, Heras smiled awkwardly and opened his arms in a hugging gesture.

Tahira looked at him suspiciously, but still hugged him gently, "Congratulations, dear cousin. ”

"Thank you. Heras smiled succinctly, and Tahira laughed too, she really believed that her cousin had changed. "Maybe his arrogance and madness since he was a child was acting?" recalls Heras's superb acting skills when she disguised herself as an idiot, and she suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

Shaking hands with the heirs of those families one by one, looking at their expressions as if in a dream, Heras was amused in his heart. And when he passed by Salrod, he just nodded and stopped looking at him, although he decided to reconcile with his peers, but he did not have a good impression of this man who wanted his life again and again. If Peter was here, Heras wouldn't want to bother with that pesky fat man.

After the family members sleepwalked away, Heras looked at the cluttered room, his bedroom had completely turned into a garbage heap, nothing was complete, and the ceiling was half collapsed.

"Where do I sleep tonight?" he thought as he looked at it, and then stepped on a hard object, and Heras picked him up, the ruby ring he had been carrying, which had fallen off when his body was shattered.

"Space Ring?" When he came into contact with the ring, a text came to his mind, the gift that his father Yara made for him on the first day of magic school, but after the gift was made, it disappeared for a long time before it could be handed over to Heras, and when Yara teleported back to the quicksand magic council again, he was suddenly declared a traitor.

As a magical item crafted by an exceptional master, this ring surpasses even the millions of gold crowns (10,000 quicksand black tarots) in space equipment, and has a stable space that is three times the size of Heras's bedroom. But you can't put anything in with the breath of life.

When it was crafted, the ring was combined with Heras's spirit mark, but only the spirit power of a level 4 mage or higher could open it. Heras had always carried it as a memento of his father.

Look at what that cheap daddy left me, Heras looks forward to opening up the space inside with mental power.

Empty, just a folded note

Heras sighed in disappointment and took out the note and opened it.

"The plane is dying!" Heras was shocked by the words of chaos and abyssal on it in a mixture of chaotic and abyssal words in monstrous lines. As soon as the note was opened, it turned to ashes, and then even the ashes disappeared without a trace.

A chill made Heras feel like he had been poured with ice water, and he shuddered: "What does this mean?"

This note was not for him!, Heras immediately judged.

If it weren't for the quantum brain's scanning, he wouldn't be able to see what the misplaced and sorted high-level magic text on it was trying to convey before the note was burned, and if it was a note left by his father, he would never use this way!