The hall of the academy was extremely lively at this time.

Dozens of long tables are placed according to a certain pattern, very neat, just leaving a certain space for people to move around.

On the orange-yellow wooden table, a layer of rich white yarn embroidered with delicate lace is spread, on which are placed all kinds of delicious food, roast chicken, cheese, pies, and the body positions of some special animals, plus many precious foods, piled up into a mouth-watering scene.

Most of the Black Iron Warlocks in the academy gathered here, walking around with cups filled with various liquors, connecting with various friends, laughing and chatting.

Without exception, they were all talking about the previous life of the Academy Monument just now, because that scene was really amazing.

"Did you see that just now?"

"I saw that Vincent's name was sitting on the top of the college tablet as if he were sitting, which was also too unbelievable. ”

"I've read most of the books in the academy, but none of them are like this, it's really hard

to understand. ”

"All in all, Vincent's potential is limitless, that's certain, and it's a great time for us to show up. ”

"Yes, that's it. ”

......

Sitting on the roof of the hall, a glass of pure red wine dangling in his hand, Vincent silently thought about things.

He didn't pay any attention to the words of the warlocks before him.

For him, their words and reactions have nothing to do with him, and they can't change his current state at all.

Vincent knew what he wanted, and he didn't want to waste time on these unnecessary things.

Although in a sense, this was a celebration ceremony for him, but he did not mean the same thing, and he did not want to communicate with those who were flattering. Listen to those flattering words.

Vincent didn't even want to see the faces of those people.

What is the purpose of his desire for power?

It's nothing more than the freedom to be able to do what you want.

Now that he has this basic condition, he can naturally exercise the rights brought by this power and ignore the thoughts of those people. You don't need to put on a hypocritical smile to communicate with people, as long as your heart is happy enough.

As for those people?

Let them be.

What he doesn't want to do, no one can force him to do.

When the wine in his hand was evenly shaken and pure red, he drank it all in one gulp, his expression very satisfied.

"Very nice taste. There is a refreshing feeling of doing things unscrupulously. ”

Of course, Vincent's mind still knows what to do and when, and these subtleties can act according to his heart without any harm.

Distracting from some trivial matters, he focused on the Book of the Sun that he had obtained the other day.

In addition to making alchemy potions these days. Vincent had always been familiar with the methods of use recorded in the Book of the Sun, and through his meditation, he had learned a lot, and he thought that his ability to control the Sunfire had increased a lot.

On the Bronze Tree of the Sea of Consciousness, in addition to some runes engraved before, there are now a lot of dense spell runes.

It was a spell rune that belonged purely to the application of the Sunfire.

It can be said that now he really has the means to display his abilities. There is absolutely no problem playing against people.

But that doesn't mean he's invincible.

"Although I now have the power of the sun, the fire of hell, and the power of death, it doesn't mean anything, my bloodline is not mellow enough, and I really encounter those top mythical bloodlines, such as dragons and immortal birds, I am definitely not an opponent, even if it is the original resurrection of the sun troll. If you don't use the power of death, you won't even have a chance of a draw. ”

Vincent couldn't help but shake his head as he thought about his strength.

At the beginning, the sun monster was seriously injured for too long, and the blood was invisibly thin. When it was fused into the body, because the nature was destroyed by the power of death, a lot of power was extinguished, and the hellfire was also extracted from the demon in his infancy, and the power was difficult to show, and as for the power of death, it could not be used at will.

The powerful mythical creature was not afraid of the warlocks of the Silver Realm, even in his formative years, but he was unable to do so now, which shows that he still has a long way to go.

On the whole, Vincent seems to be strong, and he is very popular in this silver world, and there are few enemies. However, this is just an illusion.

Outside the silver world, I don't know how many worlds, the era of the three major warlocks, each era has hundreds of thousands of years or even millions of years, I don't know how many mythical creatures have been left behind, some are famous, some have been forgotten by history, how many gods and demons have been inhabited, and how many great forces have not been sunk by the years and have continued to this day?

None of these questions can be answered.

What's more, before the era of the Three Warlocks, there was a history of chaos that no one knew.

As for the endless potential of the Academy's Monument Verification?

"Potential can always be potential, not now. ”

He saw this very clearly.

Besides, what can a thousand-year-old academy count as a heritage? In the era of warlocks, it was just a ripple that did not make waves.

He is not happy with the status he has achieved now, but is full of ambition to become stronger, this silver world is only his starting point, and the purpose is the endless vast world.

While he was thinking about it, his eyes glanced at random, but there was a person staring at him in the distance.

Sweeping the other party's face, he felt that something was strange.

Why is this person here?

And at this moment, the other party chucked slightly towards him, and this action seemed to be calling him.

Vincent's heart moved, and the golden flame wings stretched out, blowing out a frenzied hot wind that shuttled through the air.

......

In the hall of the academy, Arya, dressed in a red dress, drew countless glances, like a flame surrounding her, as if she was looking for something.

As she walked, she was still asking others.

"Hey, do you know Mr. Vincent?"

"Sir, have you seen Mr. Vincent?"

......

After walking around and getting a lot of negative answers, she was a little depressed, sat down on the edge of a chair, rubbed her fingers and thought to herself.

"Strange, where did you go. ”

In the academy monument ceremony just now, because of that amazing scene, Arya became extremely interested in Vincent.

A man who can place his name on the top of the academy monument will definitely go down in the history of the academy, and what an honor it would be if he could be his wife!

Thinking of Vincent's tough face, Arya was faintly obsessed.

"I must get such a man. ”

On the other side, Pig pointed to Arya sitting in a chair in the distance, and said to his daughter: "See, there are already people who want to know Vincent, a warlock of mythical bloodline, is very sought-after in the world of warlocks, if you can continue with people, it is at least the top upper bloodline, such a bloodline, enough to make countless people crazy." ”

"Father, why are you telling me this?"

Helena's eyes lowered, dodging Piggy's.

The dean sighed and continued: "Don't run away anymore, Helena, I can only say that the number of people is still small now, because the name of Vincent's mythical bloodline warlock has not yet spread, once the entire Xiyuan Da 6 people know, there will be countless warlock families to come and propose, and then it will be too late." ”

Helena's cheeks flushed with a hint of red, her head drooped, and her voice was inaudible, "Father, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

"Alas. ”

Seeing that his daughter was so shy, Pig shook his head and sighed, and said in a serious tone, "Now that you have been in contact with him recently, there are not many opportunities left, the warlock of the mythical bloodline is very important to our family, I hope you take advantage of it." ”

With that, he turned away and went to beckon the other warlocks. Only Helena was left standing in place, with a silent melancholy floating in her heart.

......

In a matter of seconds, Vincent flapped his wings and came to the caller.

It was the Silver Realm Warlock in the Academy, a human.

"Mr. Vinson, it's great that you're acknowledged by the Academy's monument, and it makes us all happy. ”

The human warlock nodded slightly, his fingers clawing at a thick beard, as if remembering something, "By the way, the last time we talked, I didn't have time to introduce myself, my name is Kaloe, one of the members of the House of Elders. ”

Scattering the fire wings behind him, Vincent smiled and nodded, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Kaloe." ”

There was a hint of admiration on Kaloi's solemn expression: "Since the Academy Monument has verified your potential, our Academy Elders have decided to adjust your treatment and give you the most room to grow, and before that, you have to answer me a question." ”