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At the critical moment, Curt concentrated his psychic powers, exploded them in his mind, and dispelled all illusions. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) The visible halo of colorful light burst out in all directions, and it was the embodied psychic power.

With his limited experience, Curt Xun, who had come to his senses, judged that the ritual spell in front of him had gotten out of control. The summoned coordinates are drifting randomly, and energy from different spaces is pouring into the bonfire, gradually reaching the critical point of explosion.

Curt had no time to escape, only an all-out attack. His eyes glowed with silver, revealing a level 2 psychic ability that manipulated fire. This psychic ability moves fire and controls temperature. It allows Curt to suppress the magical energy in the flames, rapidly reducing the size of the flames.

In a matter of seconds, Curt was almost exhausted. The forces that confront him are endless, surging like the raging waves of the sea. Luckily, the altar and magic circle provided Curt with protection, allowing him to barely hold on. Eventually, the campfire turned into a pea-sized point, and all the magical energy collapsed in it.

A crack quietly unfolded, slowly stretching into a dimensional door.

A frail Curt tensed his face and stared into the void inside the door. He was sweating profusely, but he still didn't dare to relax. - The ritual spell has been completed, and God knows what will come out of the dimensional gate. Maybe it's an insignificant goblin, or maybe it's an unstoppable dragon. Even if Abyss came back from the dead, he couldn't guess what would happen.

As the minutes ticked by, Curt waited with a ready attitude. But in the end, out of the turbulence of space, it was a human being. The moment he walked through the dimensional gate, Abys's soul was swept away by the turbulence. Abyss let out a mournful wail, echoing through Curt's spiritual realm. As a sacrifice, he could only accept the fate of his soul.

This is the end of the whole ritual spell, and for Curt, the next question is what to do with the summoned humans. The other party was wearing a fluffy and strange top, pants of unknown texture, and round-toed shoes made of cowhide, which could be said to be an unprecedented outfit. Curt used his psychic abilities to carefully examine the other party, but there was no sign of threat.

As for the summoned humans, Curt temporarily lost interest. He hinted that the other party would never wake up for a few hours. Curt then walked over to Abyss's broken corpse and picked out something useful from it. It includes quite a few magical items, as well as several scrolls.

After Curt wiped down what he had in his hands and stuffed it into his fanny pack, there was a knock on the door. Thanks to guò's constant sound transmission on the gate, the sound of the knocker colliding can reach every corner of the tower.

Curt immediately rushed out of the fifth floor of the basement and went straight up the stairs. On his way out of the basement, he plucked a dark green staff from the wall.

When Curt arrived on the second floor, it took him only thirty seconds. Curt then pointed his staff at the bars holding Ani and sprayed a cloud of acid on it.

"Get out of here now, get out of the window, you should be able to do it. ”

Curt said hurriedly as the iron bars dissolved. He smiled at a confused Ani, then took a few steps backwards and turned to run downstairs.

Soon, a third of the entire iron bar was dissolved in the acid. The aura of magic attached to it then dissipated, losing the power to imprison the otherworldly creatures. Ani hesitantly reached out her hand and poked out her shining fingertips through the gap between the bars. She then vanished from her spot and appeared outside her cell.

In the silence of the space, Ani spread her hands and looked into the palms of her hands, as if to confirm the freedom that had been regained. A short time later, she turned to the stairs where Curt had left, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Funny guy...... It's okay, just choose him. ”

While Ani was talking to herself, Curt had already opened the door. The cold wind immediately poured into the warm room, and Curt saw two white-robed inquisitors, and four soldiers following them. The moment the door was opened, the mages raised their hands to their chests at the same time, preparing to cast spells. The heavily armed soldier turned sideways and covered himself with shields.

Faced with obvious hostility, Curt's choice was to drop the Staff of Acid and raise his hands in surrender. He knew that he couldn't do what happened next, he could only rely on luck. But the twelve eyes stayed on Curt for only a moment, and then turned to the back of the door.

"Where's Abyss? Call him out!The mage on duty at the Tower of True Knowledge reported that there was an anomalous spatial distortion inside the Black Tower, which had violated the Convention of a Thousand Laws. ”

The inquisition mage frowned and shouted. He has four gold threads on his chest, meaning that he can cast level four spells.

Although his own strength is on par with Abys, and he is outnumbered, the inquisitor is very nervous at the moment. Because the Black Tower is Abyss's lair, he doesn't know what is hidden inside.

Curt, who was almost ignored by the other party, shrugged his shoulders and sighed. He lowered his hands and said in a helpless tone:

"Sadly, Teacher Abyss is dead. He tried a new spell, but was backlashed. ”

"What?!"

The inquisitor reflexively took half a step back, his eyes widening. The death of an intermediate mage is not a trivial matter, not to mention that Abyss is the master of the Black Tower.

After a brief cross-examination, the inquisitor accepted Curt's explanation with suspicion. He didn't want to venture into the Black Tower to confirm Abys's death. Finally, after a little deliberation, the inquisitor waved his hand and said:

"As an eyewitness to the whole incident, you must personally report this to the High Mage. It's your obligation, and you can't refuse. ”

"Yes. ”

Curt replied respectfully, showing the submissive attitude that an apprentice should have. As a psyker, he can read the superficial consciousness of nearby creatures, just as he can cast level 2 spells at will to detect thoughts. Therefore, Curt knew very well what the other party was doing, and he was sure that he would not be in danger of being exposed for the time being.

"Get ready, I'm going to teleport you to the Inquisition Hall. ”

The Inquisitor nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hands and began to chant the incantation. Seconds later, he cast any spell that caused Curt to disappear into the turbulent air and magical dust.

In the next second, Curt appeared in the empty hall. The discomfort of passing through the space made him feel nauseous, and it was only after he finally calmed down.

Curt looked around, and the trial hall was as spacious as a plaza. Visibility here is deliberately minimized, giving it a dim feel. Curt looked around curiously, then lowered his head, and now he was standing on a forbidden magic array.

The forbidden magic array can prevent most magic from taking effect, and can be said to be the nemesis of mages. Normally, mages who are unfortunate enough to step into the forbidden magic circle will panic. But Curt just tilted his head and observed the magic runes that made up the circle. He was more curious than nervous or scared.

'A schoolboy who doesn't know the height of the sky. ’

In the eyes of the judges, this was Curt's first impression of him. Later, a high-level mage named Olga coughed, revealing himself in a state of invisibility. He suddenly appeared in front of Curt, raising his hand majestically and flicking his beard. Four emeralds floated in mid-air, swirling around Olga, revealing his mortal status.

Curt was shocked in an instant, which was exactly what Olga expected. Taking advantage of the other party's confusion, Olga shouted in a voice containing magical power:

"What the hell is going on?!!

Curt was so frightened that his face turned earthy, and he gushed like beans poured from a bamboo tube. According to him, Abyss's death was due to a mistake in casting the spell. Beneath the bewildered exterior, Curt controlled his words with precision. Olga nodded faintly, feeling that the whole process made perfect sense.

"Alright, little one, let's stop here. ”

Two minutes later, Olga, who was tired, raised her palm and motioned to the incoherent Ke Te to say more. He snapped his fingers and summoned a seal and a roll of gold-rimmed white paper out of thin air. Olga stamped the text used to close the case, and then changed to a pleasant attitude and said:

"Abyss is dead, and that is his own doing. What are you going to do next? I can recommend a new teacher to you if you want. ”

"The ......"

Cort was hesitant about Olga's friendliness. Under the puzzled gaze of the other party, he rubbed his hands and said as if he was a little weak-hearted:

"I want to assert my inheritance, Your Majesty. As the sole apprentice of Teacher Abyss, I should have the right to inherit the position of Lord of the Black Tower......"

"Ridiculous!"

Before Curt could finish speaking, Olga roared. He fixed his gaze on Curt's face, which immediately turned to disdain, and said word by word:

"Inheritance is only valid for officially recognized mages, and you're just an apprentice! Don't be too greedy, cunning imp. You'd better figure out how lucky you are to survive!"

"Tomorrow there is a certification test for the mage, and I will definitely pass it. ”

Curt raised his head without flinching and insisted on his claim. He didn't care that he was identified by Olga as a villain who robbed by fire, but just said conclusively:

"It takes two weeks to count the inheritance, and before that I will be eligible for the inheritance. Plus I have the right to live in the tower until the whole thing is over. ”

“...... Well, the regulations are indeed like this. ”

Olga and Curt looked at each other for a moment, and finally relented. Annoyed, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, scribbled a few lines, and stamped it. Finally, Olga threw the paper to Curt and said viciously:

"Take it, this document can temporarily secure your ownership of the Black Tower. I must warn you, insatiable greed will not end well, get out of here now!"

"Yes, sir. ”

Curt cherished the text and put it away, then turned to leave. Olga shook her head as she watched him go, then spread out her left hand, revealing a crystal that glowed with purple light. Inside the crystal, Curt's reflection emerges.

This crystal is blessed with magic and can be used to tell if the person you are talking to is lying. If Curt had just said half a lie, his reflection would immediately turn red.

"Imps that are not easy to deal with. ”

Olga watched Curt push open the door to the trial hall, narrowing her eyes. He let go of the crystal, caught it with the hidden pocket in his sleeve, and then whispered to himself:

"Am I being tricked? damn it......"

Avoiding the point and lying with the truth is something that smart people often do.