Shanduo gently lifted the long white dress that had been dragged to the ground, and looked around the arena until all the noise was completely gone. She smiled and spoke.

"I'm glad that this time it's my department to preside over this award. I'm Shanduo, and some of you have heard of it here, and some of you have known it for the first time. But it doesn't matter. She lowered the hem of her skirt and grabbed it in the air with her right hand, and suddenly there was a short white and gold staff in her hand.

The staff swung casually in the air. A white light flew out from the tip of the battle, landing behind the stage, turning into a huge oval light curtain.

Scenes of wizards fighting slowly emerged on the light curtain.

There are battles between barbarians and archers, ranged sorcery and summoning sorcery, and offensive and defensive battles with pure sorcery.

Everyone watched silently at the scenes that flashed on the light curtain.

Anglie sat in his seat, and saw himself in the flashing image. It was the most tragic scene of his battle with the white-armored woman.

He burst out of the white pillar of light, miserable, but his eyes shone with a mad and cruel glow.

Other than that, it's more of someone else's picture.

Until the light curtain slowly calmed down, and finally froze on a barbarian holding a helmet of horns.

In the middle of this man's chest, a green gem was inlaid with a steady stream of green blood-like energy, which wrapped around him like a vine.

"The one who has won the title of the strongest above the borderline is," Shanduo took out a blank piece of paper. Say it aloud, "Ulamon!!, please come up and receive the prize!"

Seats under the field. Suddenly, a giant with a body of nearly two meters stood up and sweated profusely, and walked directly with heavy steps. Step by step, he walked up to the stage.

The giant looked exactly like the barbarian on the light curtain just now, and there was a hint of uncontrollable joy suppressed in his calm expression.

Wait until he gets on the stage. Shando pointed at him with a short staff, and a burst of blue light suddenly appeared on the barbarian's body, which soon slowly dimmed.

"It looks like a mark of what was done. Anglie sat in his seat and heard someone next to him whispering speculation.

"This time only two people were able to take the stage to accept the award and receive this kind of honor. The rest of the rankings can only sit in the audience. I just don't know which two are it. ”

"One is this Uramon, and one is below the critical number one. ”

Anglie listened quietly to the whispered conversation of several people around him.

"Now, please come to the stage to accept the prize!" The screen on the stage flickered, and finally stopped at the moment when Anglie frantically rushed out of the pillar of light. "Green from Sky City!"

Angre slowly stood up. He could feel the sudden silence around him. The eyes around him, strong and weak, kept scanning him, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Walk out through the gap in the position and walk up to the platform along the left.

The three of Shanduo on the stage showed a different feeling from just now. All three looked at him with gentle expressions. It's completely different from the routine just now.

Sando, in the middle, waited until Angel had come up to the stage and stood in front of her, and then raised her staff and pointed at him.

A white light flew out from the tip of the battle and landed on Angele. He didn't feel anything, and the white light slowly dimmed.

"Wizard Grimm, this must be the first time to come to the core of the Dark Witch Tower, right?" Count Hausla, who was standing on the side, smiled softly.

Angliel nodded: "It's indeed the first time I've come to the core area. ”

"So are you interested in joining my department?" asked Shanduo with interest.

Anglie noticed a hint of sincerity in her eyes, and even the young woman, who had been silent, looked at herself, apparently waiting for her answer. ...,

On the other side, Count Hausla smiled as if he were an outsider.

"I beg your pardon for being rude. What kind of department is the Ministry of Reorganization? I don't know anything about that. Thank you for your kindness for the time being. He replied respectfully. It would be foolish to say yes without knowing anything.

"That's a good point. Shando nodded approvingly. "According to custom, you should be accepted as a disciple by the Minister of Witchcraft who likes you the most. It's a pity that Descartes is far away now and can't rush back, even if it's projection, it's troublesome. That's why I'm trying to ask if you'd like to join me in the reorganization. ”

When the Minister of Witch was heard below, there was also a faint commotion. Obviously, this term represents an unusual meaning.

Anglie noticed that Count Hausla, who was on the side, also had a slightly unpleasant face when he heard about the witch department.

"Alright, go claim your reward, you can choose where to set up the witch circle, but be careful. The problem with the Legacy is that it can't move. Once you have set a position, you can't change it. Shanduo kindly reminded.

"Thank you, sir. Angel nodded.

"Since you're here for the first time, I'll say more. You already have the permission mark I have set on you, and someone will take you to choose the first place to have the Legacy Witch Circle. There is one more thing I want to tell you in advance. If you choose to settle in the Dark Witch Tower's psionic pool, then security is absolutely fine, and you can directly have the ability to mobilize rare resources. Shanduo reminded.

"Thank you for the reminder. ”

Angliel pressed his right hand to his chest and saluted slightly, and slowly retreated from the platform.

As soon as he stepped down, a tall guard wrapped in black steel armor was already waiting for him.

"Please come with me. Master Green. The guard said angrily. "Since this is your first time here, please be sure not to leave the inside of the Heart of the Tree. Outside and here are two completely different worlds. Please be careful. ”

"Two completely different worlds?" Anglie was slightly stunned, vaguely feeling that something else seemed to be hidden in this sentence. "Is this also a gap between the worlds? Is the outside world a region of other worlds? Or are you reminding me that the outside is going to be very dangerous?"

The guard fell silent, stopped talking, turned and walked up the staircase corridor to the left of the hall with heavy steps.

Anglie did not get an answer. Don't be annoyed, just keep up. Walk behind him.

Walking down the staircase, Angre leaned on to the handrail and went down. Looking at Shanduo on the stage, he began to present awards to other ranks, among whom was the girl in white armor. The indifferent woman he tore in two.

Standing in the lower row of people waiting to be awarded, she received a symbolic giant tree medallion and turned her head slightly to look at Angli walking on the stairs. The originally cold sight actually faintly burned with a trace of shame and indignation to the blazing killing intent.

Angel glanced at her faintly. The white-hot battle between the two in the gap between the worlds, the overwhelming blow of the woman's extreme arrogance before. and Anglie's final outrage-like solution, so that both of them knew that the contradictions between each other would be unsolvable for a while.

Angre withdrew his gaze and followed the guards as he slowly walked up. Soon the two of them turned into a small door on the right.

Inside the small door was a dark hallway, and the walls were completely muddy, constantly tumbling and bubbling, and the air was filled with a strange stench.

With every step he took, the mud on the ground was dried up.

The guards in front were completely unaffected, stepping directly on the mud.

In a short corridor, the two of them walked to the end, and there was a small door in front of them.

The guard pushed open the small door and led Anglie inside.

When he finally left the hallway, Anglie had a vague feeling that something was wrong. He looked behind him. It was only a dozen seconds in a straight line, and he couldn't see the entrance door when he came in. All I could see was a pitch-black passage, and there was no light in it. ...,

After entering the small door, the space on the other side is a huge and wide hall.

The floor is a black marble, smooth as a mirror. Above the hall is a black-and-white lattice ceiling, and the walls are littered with torch candlesticks with black monster heads.

The dim light was bright and dim, and it seemed uncertain.

The guards walked slowly down the hall with Angele. It took more than half an hour to reach the wall of the hall.

The two stood in front of a black marble wall. The guard took out a black quill and a small piece of red ink, dipped it in ink, and drew a small arched door on the wall with a pen.

Click!

After a soft sound, the round arch of the painting actually slowly opened. Inside, a brown wooden staircase stretches upwards.

"Please come in, your lord is waiting for you. The guard turned back and whispered to Angle.

Anglie nodded, walked up the stairs, and looked back at the door.

The guard was silently guarding the door, motionless. It seems like the intention is to just wait until he comes out.

Angel continued to climb up.

The sound of wooden ladder footsteps continued, and soon Anglie climbed to the top, in front of a half-open pine door.

On the walls on both sides of the wooden door, two torches were burning. There was a faint crackling sound of grease exploding.

Anglie held out his hand and was about to knock on the door.

"Please come in. An old man's voice came from the wooden door. The pure Metrian language is spoken, and it is also the most popular popular language in the whole central region.

"Excuse me. Anglie pushed open the wooden door and stepped inside.

Inside is a study room. There was a strong smell of leather books everywhere.

In the middle of the dim room, in the middle of the messy bookshelves, there was a small round mahogany desk.

At the table sat an old man with white hair with a wrinkled face. His three-meter-long beard was snow-white, resting on his left shoulder from his chin and draped behind his back, which could be used as hair.

"When we first met, I was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Umno Madisha. The old man fumbled around the table for a while, and finally found his clothes and black-rimmed glasses to put on, so that he could concentrate on seeing Angliel standing at the door.

"The minister has something to do temporarily and can't come, so I'll be in charge of distributing your rewards and granting your status as a disciple. The old man stood up and walked up to Angele, "Truth be told, the minister has great hopes for you. In battle, you have amazed several ministers with your performance. They suspect that your talent may have something to do with the ancient metal clan. ”

"Metal clan?" Anglie was stunned, completely unaware that he would be torn into some metal clan.

"yes, that race with terrifying resistance. Without exception, their bloodlines possess strong resilience and magic resistance. Even if it is a direct physical attack, it can be weakened by them by a large part. But the only problem is that they need to eat too little, and in the end the whole race is starved to death" The old man took out a magnifying glass and pointed it at Angle's face, very close, the magnifying glass was a few centimeters away from his skin. Angre was examined from head to toe by him.

Anglie got goosebumps at the sight of this guy.

"Where's my reward, this master?" he took a slight step back.

"The reward is here. Don't rush. The old man put away his magnifying glass and returned to the table. Then he took out a black object from the drawer and threw it to Anglie at random. "Put this on. ”

Anglie caught it, and found that it was a shoulder armor, the same as the one he had gotten earlier. However, this shoulder armor has two sword shapes overlapped, and it looks much thicker.

He gently placed it on his left shoulder.

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