"Is this the sanction of blasphemy slate? It's too exaggerated, it's all broken to pieces. Vinason sneered, and wondered if the current situation was an endorsement.

"Vinason van der Rohe!"

"Teacher!"

Venason turned his head and watched Professor Claudie come over with a black face, and suddenly felt bad.

"No wonder Professor Wright would take him on as a student, although the blasphemous slate used by the academy for testing is an imitation, but it contains a trace of primordial transcendence, and it is not something that can be destroyed casually." Merry crouched in the doorway, her gaze resting on the twisted creature, and it was clear that she saw the clue.

"From the founding of St. Hornavich University to the present, it seems that there are many people who have been recognized at the freshman banquet, but he should be the first to destroy the desecration slate, but he should not realize how surprising he has done." Dennis pressed his hand on the half-height silk top hat he was wearing on his head, becoming more and more interested in his younger brother.

"Handsome and capable, he fits well with the personal heroism that we admire!" Caterina chuckled, her eyes turned to Avril, and whispered, intentionally or unintentionally:

"Little brother Venason is really outstanding, sister, I like him more and more."

"Boring ......," Avril replied expressionlessly, then turned around, put on her monocle, and walked out of the darkness alone.

......

"Teacher, me, the ...... Has it already been tested? ”

As Professor Claudie walked towards him, Venason whispered awkwardly, like the buzzing of a small bug.

Originally, he thought that the professor would reprimand him to his face for damaging the desecration slate and asking him to pay compensation, but what he didn't expect was that the first thing Professor Claudie said when he walked in front of him was not anything like that, but an unusually praising compliment.

"Vinason van der Rohe, the talent is pretty good."

"Ah, teacher, I'm not ......" Before Venason could finish speaking, Claudie interrupted him directly, and then a small voice was heard in his ear:

"Don't make a noise, your talent will be envied by people with ulterior motives."

Venason identified the source of the voice as Professor Claudie, and nodded slightly at the professor in thanks.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

"Hmm."

Professor Claudie gave a "hmm", bowed his head in satisfaction, and then looked at the large, twisted creature, only to see that the creature immediately opened its mouth and spat out jagged words one by one.

"The gods exist, the great power that sleeps in the depths of the ocean, the soul that does not belong to this era, the eternal legend that spans thousands of years......"

Venason listened to the words spoken by the twisted creature, and he clung to the edge of the stool, and suddenly gasped in his heart:

"How does it know?"

"You're asking me to know that, right?" The twisted creature seemed to be full of spirituality for a moment, with a super strong mind, and even its expression was anthropomorphic, and it said:

"I smell a familiar smell from you, you don't have a Level 0 seal on you, so this smell can only appear within yourself."

"You will be the being who will pry the whole era, and there is no doubt that Hornevich University will help you on the road to glory, but I have one condition, when you are strong enough, if an unsolvable disaster occurs in Hornavich, please help tide over the catastrophe."

"St. Hornavich University is backed by the Hornavich Church, how can there be a catastrophe in Ghent, on the continent of Fedras?" Venason chewed on the words spoken by the twisted creatures.

It sounds like a fantasy, something that can't happen, at least not on the continent there is no power that can bring disaster to Honavich.

"There are too many unknown and magical powers in this world, even the gods can't be omniscient and omnipotent, and they can't always protect the church they created, and if evil revives again one day, it will definitely cause great damage, so at that time you need to stand up and ......"

At this point, the twisted creature paused and said, "You're a student of Wright now, but nominally a freshman at Honavich University, and I want you to show extraordinary power to inspire the students of the academy from the perspective of the world's idols." ”

"You...... It's not an amorphous cub, is it? Venason asked in a low voice with some certainty, blank and uncertain.

"Was it discovered? Sure enough, the Fallen Berry cubs left here are easy to spot when they are different. The twisted creature chuckled.

"Falling berries?" Venason wondered.

"It's the name of the amorphous creatures, the name I gave them, it's nice."

"You name them, they are the service of the sleeping and crimson gods, you ...... Sleeping and Crimson God......"

As he spoke, Venason suddenly paused, looking at the twisted creature in front of him, and an ancient, indescribable, indescribable smell came to his face.

Standing in front of him at the moment was still a twisted creature, completely bathed in the thick mist of the Crimson Throne.

It is not surrounded by a splendid banquet hall, but a strange place shaped like the city of L'Alaye.

The extremely thick mist was keenly aware of the changes in Venathan.

"It's just a projection, my gods aren't on this continent, don't worry too much, okay, it's time for you to answer the previous question."

"What are you kidding, you're a real god, even if it's just a projection, am I qualified to bargain?" Vinason nodded obediently, not disagreeing with it.

"Hehe, well, since you have decided, then I, as the first president of Hornavich University, will give you a gift as the initial reward for the transaction!"

A piece of parchment quickly gathered in the air and fluttered into the inner pocket of his waist.

"Sacrifice and give, I think you know very well what to do, and I hope to see you again in the near future."

Venason originally wanted to excuse himself, after all, the object of the gift and sacrifice was the gods, but at this moment, his head suddenly went to wood, as if the processor had lost power.

In Venason's sight, everything became slow and strange, and his consciousness seemed to have traveled through layers of time and space, and even the movement of bending his arms was mixed with the afterimage of the Dao.

He watched the gray mist dissipate, the Crimson Throne dissolved, the surrounding scene collapsed, and he saw Professor Claudie stop and stand beside him, all the new students' faces facing him, and the twisted creatures reappeared.

These scenes are used in the form of cameras, frame by frame, to move closer to themselves, until they see Professor Claudie slowly stretch out his palm and pat himself on the shoulder.

Suddenly, Venathan's thoughts and sight returned to normal at the same time, as if he had just hallucinated, and his arm was still stuck in the mouth of the twisted creature.

"5 stars, exceptional talent, rare genius!"

The twisted creature spoke, and at the same time, the shattered blasphemous slab had been repaired.

Professor Claudius patted Venason on the shoulder with a smile on his lips and said with satisfaction:

"Very good, very good!"

Very high praise, from Professor Claudie's gaze, I saw a different look.

"Oh my God, it's actually 5 stars, I heard that in the nearly 100-year history of Hornavich University, there have only been six 5-star talents!" Such a sentence suddenly appeared in the crowd, and then detonated the audience.

"Venason, is his name Vinason, haven't you heard of it among the nobles?" One of the blonde male students asked.

"Venason van der Rohe, handsome, extraordinary, and quite a good clergyman, perhaps I should tell my father about my fiancé."

Another schoolgirl in a court dress said, her eyes faintly revealing an indescribable color.

"Oh, what a nobleman, looking at his appearance, brown hair and amber eyes, maybe we are from the Baiting." A schoolgirl with brown hair and huge breasts like cows stepped forward and said in a rather impassive manner.

"5-star talent, our Tuduo Kingdom is about to be decided."

"Go back and take a telegram to my father in the evening, saying that there is a 5-star talent in Honavich University, no matter what, you must grab it, even if it is to catch the little sister, such a person is at least at the level of a land angel in the end."

“......”

When Venason saw the crowd around the table, everyone looking at him, eager to step forward and divide it, he was stunned for a moment.

"Quiet!"

Professor Claudie said majestically, and the powerful coercion instantly silenced everyone present.

"The test continues! Next, Linda! ”

"Okay, teacher!"

Venason left the bench after confirming it, trotting all the way down, despite Qi Brush's glaring gaze.

"Awesome, Venason, you're actually a 5-star talent!" Lilith Moore crossed over to Ron and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Carl said that in the past 100 years, there have only been 6 people who have tested 5-star talents, and you are the 6th."

"Quite outstanding!" Karl commented approvingly.

"Let's form a team, after the new students enter the school, there will be a battle for points, just a group of four." At this time, Ron said hehehe, as if he couldn't wait.

With 5-star talented clerics joining, hum, I can guarantee that not only the champions are us, but the rest of the teams will definitely have an unforgettable experience.