[Hint: The preliminary scan results are as follows.] 】

[Target: Solomon, the son of God.] 】

[Identity: A descendant of the wizards of the Solomon family, the son of the founding wizard of the family, 'Galio Solomon', and currently belongs to the Heart of the War, and is fighting in the lower house of the Wizard Academy. 】

[Strength: Level 2 Wizard Apprentice]

[Wizard System: Elemental Wizard, Dream Wizard]

[There is a peculiarity in the center of the target's eyebrows, which is suspected to be the evolution of some kind of rule power, and a trace of rule power can be used in a certain state, and the specific rule power is unknown.] This target rule power cannot affect the Radiant Moon level wizard. 】

Wang Ya raised his eyebrows, unable to affect the wizards of the Huiyue level, which means that the transcendent beings under the Huiyue level can be influenced.

The results of the effects are unknown.

Looking at the blue-haired youth, his face was calm, but he still couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Coupled with the chosen wizard path,

Wang Ya probably understood something.

A junior who knows his deeds and works hard for it.

Want to surpass him.

There are too many such little wizards in the land of conquest.

Or maybe there is

The Autumn and Winter Wizard and the Wizard Galio reacted and hurriedly bowed to Wang Ya to express respectful etiquette.

An invisible force acted on them and pressed them to the couch.

Wang Yajiang put down the raised hand, and sat on the sofa opposite under the visual nerves that everyone did not react to.

Directly in front of him was Solomon, the son of God.

"Nightmare Wizard, I want to be your disciple."

Solomon was different from the young wizards who had been lucky enough to meet him.

On the young face, although there is nervous sweat, he still maintains the most basic calm, clearly understands what he needs, and expresses it reasonably.

Those blue pupils have been staring at Wang Ya, with a kind of persistence, persistence that does not achieve the goal, and vows not to give up.

Wang Ya was interested, he was too familiar with such eyes, and he saw his own shadow in this little guy.

Behind the persistence is self-confidence.

I believe that I will be able to become my own disciple.

"Your name is Solomon the Son of God, right, the Autumn and Winter Wizard once mentioned you to me, so I am here today to judge whether you are qualified to be my disciple."

Seeing the excitement on the little wizard's face, as well as a little apprehension, Wang Ya did not speak, but waited.

When the expression on the other party's face gradually calmed down and calmed down, Wang Yacai continued to speak: "You are very good, among the current freshman wizards of the Heart of Battle, you can be said to be the most outstanding one, if even you can't become my disciple, then there is no wizard in the entire young wizard of the Heart of Battle, there is no wizard with such qualifications." ”

Solomon, the son of God, seemed to have adapted to the rhythm of the conversation with Wang Ya, and listened quietly without making any judgment.

His judgment made no sense.

The final result is still to be placed on the other party.

A word can decide everything, no matter what you do, and what kind of value it has, but that's all for the Nightmare Wizard in front of you.

The more Solomon became more enlightened, the more he felt better.

This is based on a change in mentality, and for young wizards, it is a kind of awakening.

Wizards need reverence, but not excessive humility.

It is said to be useful, and it is also useful. This is based on the parties and not every wizard is suitable.

Whether the heart of the wizard can produce a certain amount of polishing is also based on the person concerned.

Some of Wang Ya's own experience and views, as a star wizard who has risen from a mortal to the present.

With a little surprise on his face, the autumn and winter wizard glanced at Wang Ya, and then at Solomon.

Her voice came to the mind of a Gario Solomon with excitement on his face.

"Your heir is very good, in my memory, no one has been able to face the Nightmare Wizard so calmly, even I, when I was young, could not do it to his degree."

"Son of God, Solomon, hopefully, Galio, you have taught an amazing child."

There were many ripples in the heart of the Autumn and Winter Wizard, but the Nightmare Wizard had never spoken to a young wizard like this.

Gario Solomon's mood can only be described as a rough sea.

Never before has it been so undulating.

The moment the Nightmare Wizard stopped speaking, his heart almost stopped.

I thought that something had gone wrong, or that the Son of God would make a mistake, and he was not taken seriously by the Nightmare Wizard, which led to this hard-won opportunity being completely wasted.

Miko was even better than he thought.

Gallio Solomon was on the verge of tears.

Once Solomon, the son of God, becomes a disciple of the Nightmare Wizard, it will be a drastic change for the entire Solomon family.

"Autumn/Winter Wizard."

Galio subconsciously wanted to speak, but immediately reacted, what kind of occasion was this, and quickly closed his mouth, and could only signal the autumn and winter wizard with grateful eyes.

The autumn and winter wizard smiled at the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly.

There were few surprises, when the Nightmare Wizard deliberately woke up the Son of God, Solomon.

"God son Solomon, what kind of reason do you have for me to accept you as a disciple?"

Wang Ya looked interested and looked forward to answering.

The young blue-haired wizard, with his brow furrowed, seemed to be lost in thought, and his expression was very grim.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Gario Solomon's heart began to stagnate again.

He looked at the blue-haired wizard with a blank eye, hoping that he would answer quickly, but he was worried that the answer would not be good, which caused the Nightmare Wizard to feel bad.

The complicated mentality made Galio Solomon fall into a situation where the parties were not in a hurry, but they were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

The autumn and winter wizards were also curious about what kind of answer Solomon, the son of God, would give.

Finally, the young wizard furrowed his brow and gave his reason.

"At what stage, what kind of things to do, and to meet the value that should be satisfied, that is, what you expect from me, teacher."

"I will follow in your footsteps, teacher, and follow the direction of your wizarding path to find my own way."

Solomon said firmly, "I will be the youngest official wizard in the land of conquest, and I will also carry out the way of nightmares, and push open the door that symbolizes the last truth towards the end of the wizard's path." ”

Few people know about the past of the Dark Lands, except for some old people who have erased their memories, or members of the Scourge.

Although Galio has deleted his memories of the fortress, his memories of the Dark Lands are clear.

Solomon, the son of God, also knew some things of the past,

"I guess there's one missing." Wang Ya said coldly.

Solomon, the son of God, had a hesitant expression that only a young wizard would have.

"I will surpass my teacher and become a stronger and better wizard."

He gritted his teeth and said it anyway.

"Master, that god son Solomon is very special, he was born with a trace of rule power, which is not like something that ordinary children have."

Fighting in the main control area of the fortress, the Hanged King's face appeared in the air, expressing some of his worries.

"There are rules for the continuation of species, and the offspring born of an extraordinary life must be inextricably linked to the transcendent species from which it originated, and the wizard has also become an alternative transcendent species in the process of becoming stronger."

"The bloodline that has been handed down, the extraordinary genes, will only become weaker and weaker from generation to generation with the passage of time, and there is the possibility of atavism, and more will gradually thin out, and finally disappear completely."

Wang Ya understood what King Hanged meant, it was nothing more than Galio Solomon, who was simply incapable of giving birth to such a descendant.

A trace of rule power, at least it is the existence of mastering the rule level, the bloodline that has been inherited.

"At least he's a warlike wizard now, isn't he?"

Wang Ya didn't have too many concerns, he had a lot to accomplish.

As long as he can achieve his goal, even if he pays some price, but what.

What's more, he is not without some followers.

Becoming a member of the Nightmare Disaster, unless he gets Wang Ya's tacit consent, even if he dies, there will still be a true spirit, and the soul consciousness exists in the core of the Nightmare, and thousands of reincarnations cannot get rid of it.

The relevant wizard contract, Wang Ya will also be ready.

"King Hanged, let's start the experiment, I don't have much patience anymore, let's start with the laboratory of the Night Moon Elves."

Wang Ya turned around, his figure's robe faded and disappeared, and he had already walked into the void layer.

Just a little wizard with a special point, there is a trace of rule power.

Although it is rare, the world is so big that there are no surprises.

That trace of rule power, Wang Ya didn't care.

If he has enough time, maybe he can also grow up at the level of rules and gain direct insight into everything.

Click!

With the mechanical enclosed door closed, various energies were injected into the laboratory.

The dazzling blue light, the vibration of the instrument, and the many Night Moon Elves in the nutrition warehouse obviously felt it, their brows furrowed, their bodies numb and invigorated, unable to make any resistance, only crystal tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, mixed into the nutrient solution, and absorbed by the elves.

At the same time, on the other side, the primordial land where Hans Christian Andersen was located

(End of chapter)