Night.

The clouds over Alexei Island were a little thicker.

The red moon hung in the sky, using the dark clouds as a backdrop, and it was set off even more vividly, as red as blood.

The rain poured down, and every raindrop was crystal clear, like countless red fluorescent crossings, which was a bit of a strange beauty.

But the pirates in the Alexei city-state turned a blind eye to such beauty.

Even if he is holding an umbrella, he will wrap a thick robe on his body, pull up the hood and lower the brim of the hat so that nothing is missed.

Most of them carried lanterns with dim candles in their hands, and walked hurriedly under the light of the street lamps on both sides of the road and the wall lamps hanging on the eaves.

The trading area is much empty.

The stalls were still there in the drizzle during the day, but there weren't many stall owners dressed as pirates, and not many people stopped here.

At this time, the Spiritual Mystery Sect was stationed in the intelligence hut on Alexei Island, Xia Di stroked the long hair between his forehead, and said with a slight emotion:

"Whether it's a pirate or a nobleman, the essence is the same."

"We don't keep memories of what has happened for too long."

"Even if a loved one dies, it's still the same."

An equally handsome young man, with two mechanical arms clenched, said with disdain: "I said Shady, your statement makes it difficult for me not to suspect that the Ghost School's attitude towards the intelligence officer is problematic. ”

"Hey, Wizard Cyril, what's the difference between your mechanical school?"

"At least not as cold as the Ghost School!"

"You ......"

"Don't talk about it!" Elijah, the intelligence officer of the Blood Psychic Science stationed on Alexei Island, raised his hand to interrupt the argument between the two, his tone slightly impatient.

Compared to the doubts of the two wizards, his worries are already in front of him.

You must know that it is the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit School, and the demigod wizard Verosa Baloric is on Alexei Island.

Blood prison is not a place for jokes.

At this time, an illusory figure standing in the shadow of the corner said coldly: "The key now is that the Secret Tower has disappeared, and Wizard Heard can't contact him to return home." ”

"Aren't you curious about what's going on in the Mystical Tower?"

"Wizard Harrison, we know that!" Elijah shook his head slightly, compared to Wizard Hild, he was not in small trouble now.

So much so that he didn't have much interest in communicating with the wizards of the Shadow School.

"Even if there is doubt, until there is definite information, it is impossible for us, the intelligence officers who are far away on Alexei Island, to take further action."

His gaze looked at Wizard Hilde, who sat silently in the center of the hall, and did not continue.

"Yes, but I believe that for the matter of the Spiritual Secret School, the wizarding schools belong to it, and relevant personnel should have been sent to investigate."

"At least we, the Ghost School, will definitely find a way to figure out what happened in the Secret Tower."

Xia Di glanced at the corner, turned sideways and said calmly.

He saw what had happened that day—the legendary wizards of the Shadow School had come to attack Captain Wayne Love......

He won't have much contact with Harrison until there's an official announcement from within the Spirit.

"The same is true of the Blood Spirit School." Elijah nodded.

In addition to the Spirit Secret Sect that was already in the Eastern Continent, the Blood Spirit Sect also had a lot of arrangements on the Eastern Continent.

After all, in order to recover the corpses of the clergy of the Church of the Dawn, the area where the Sanctuary is located is the area they must touch.

"You blood wizards don't want to go and recover the Dawn Cultists by probing, do you?" Cyril, the intelligence officer of the Mechanical School, said with a metallic glint on his face, squeezing out a stiff smile.

Elijah glared at him and snorted, "I really can't communicate properly with your wizards of the mechanical school. ”

"Ho-ho, you're not in the same place as me yet." Cyril lifted the two robotic arms and collided with each other, making a thumping sound.

"That's for ......"

"That's it!" Xia Di interrupted the battle between the two and said helplessly, "We are here to determine the reason for the disappearance of the Spiritual Secret School, not to watch the battle between the two of you. ”

"Shut up, Wizard Shady, you ghosts are not qualified to say that!" Cyril snorted.

"Whatever you want." Shady shrugged.

Whether the Occult School dies or not has nothing to do with him, staying here is just a place for him to settle down temporarily.

After all, the legend of Salvatore is still in that intelligence hut......

Seeing this, the five wizard intelligence officers glanced at each other, and then stood or sat silent.

After a long time, Hilde sighed, stood up and walked outside.

Xia Di looked at his back, frowned, and asked, "Wizard Hilde, where are you going?" ”

"Back to the Tower!"

Well?

The short Aldous vocabulary shocked the other four wizards present.

"You're going back to the Eastern Continent?" Elijah hesitated and said, "Even Chief Ragnar has not heard from him, the crisis must be serious, you go back ......"

"Yes, Wizard Hilde, it's better for you to wait for the relevant information to come before making a decision."

"Our Blood Spirit Intelligence Officer in the Eastern Continent has already set off for the Tower, and I believe there will be results soon."

"Wait a little longer."

Hilde stopped, his palms holding the doorknob slightly white, like a bloodless corpse.

With his back to the crowd, he pursed his lips: "I'm going back to the Tower!" ”

“……”

Seeing that he was so resolute, Xia Di and the others looked at each other, and they didn't know how to persuade him.

The time they spent on Alexei Island had already made them familiar with each other, and even a little familiar.

They didn't want Hilde to die in vain without clear information.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Click.

Hilde opened the door, and the quiet hall instantly flooded with the noisy sound of raindrops, he looked at the dark night sky, the red moon, and the gorgeous raindrops, and said in a cold tone:

"I'm a mystical wizard, and I should coexist with the school!"

The words fell, and his figure disappeared into the rainy night.

Seeing this, the other wizards had different expressions and did not continue to speak.

Although they are not wizards of the Occult School, they can understand Wizard Hilde's mood at the moment.

In their case, if something happens to the school, they will also choose to return to investigate.

Even if nothing is found, or it can't be solved, it's the same!

Xia Di looked at the night outside the door, calmly sat back in his chair, and let out a soft breath.

Elijah sat down across from him and said nothing.

"Aren't you going to leave?" Cyril asked, looking at them quizzically.

"Goodbye." Shady glanced at Elijah and said.

Cyril's unmechanically modified eyes twitched, and he walked straight out the door.

The wizards of the Ghost and Blood Spirit schools are the most hated objects of their mechanical school, and there is no one!

Harrison, the intelligence officer of the Shadow School in the corner, disappeared directly and quietly.

After a long time, Xia Di looked at the empty hall and said softly: "Speaking of which, the things of the Spiritual Secret School are really strange. ”

"Indeed." Elijah nodded thoughtfully.

"Let's hope they're okay......"

Xia Di glanced at him, and couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

He didn't return to the intelligence station to avoid the Salvatore legend, why Elijah?

"Me too!"

……

……

At this time, the intelligence station to which the blood spirit belongs.

"Secret ......"

Vilosa heard a conversation not far away, and a smile appeared on her rugged face: "Varklagh, you said that it was forbidden there, right?" ”

"yes." Wakraf said noncommittally, "Are you interested in going?" ”

Vylosa shook her head, "I just think the idea of these psychic wizards is quite cute. ”

"Chief Velosa,"

Salvatore leaned against the window and looked at the figure beyond the wall, "I have a different opinion from you. ”

"The Spiritual Mystery School has existed for a longer time, and if something happens to it, it's not a good thing for us or the world."

"Of course." Velosa smirked dumbly, "Saray, I'm not laughing at Ragnar's incompetence. It's a mysterious movement, and I'm afraid the rest of us will also encounter it. Don't you wonder, what's next for those people? ”

"Oh?" Wakraf looked at him and asked, "Do you have a way?" ”

"Nope!"

"......," Salvatore said angrily, "now is not the time to joke." ”

Wakraf on the side lightly pressed his nose and sunglasses, listening to the conversation between the two, he bowed his head slightly and muttered:

"Vilosa, are you trying to take the initiative to find 'Chaos'?"

"That's right!" Verosa grinned, two rows of teeth glowing red, like gems formed by blood, "It's been infiltrating the World's Cloak since the Battle of the Third Age, and it's time to put an end to it!" ”

"It's hard."

"Of course I know this, but if it continues, I'm afraid that the wizard's legacy will be ruined by us."

Waclav raised his head, his short gray hair neatly combed, and his handsome and tender white face gave him a strange sense of youth.

Salvatore obediently kept his mouth shut, he knew that what Verosa had just said was from his capacity as the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit School.

Although he is known as the "No. 1 Legendary Wizard under the Demigods", in terms of identity, he cannot be compared with Wakraf and Velosa.

Especially in "chaotic" matters, it is impossible to influence the decisions of the school.

"You,"

After a long time, Wakraf slowly shook his head and said, "I need to think about it again." ”

"Of course," Velosa chuckled, "you're the chief wizard of the Ghost School, and you have that right. ”

"Is this your own idea, or is it ......"

"I've only said it this once."

"Hmm." Wakalaf was relieved and nodded, "When Gonza Barden's trip is over, I'll tell you the answer." ”

"Okay."

Seeing that the two of them had lightly exposed the "chaos", Salvatore was also relieved.

For a long time, there has been no alliance between the five major wizarding schools, and due to regional influences, they will not bother with other schools.

For wizards, as long as they can continue to improve their strength, staying in the institute is more secure than anywhere else.

Therefore, the exchange between schools of thought is limited to the research of topics.

At least since the Forbidden Era, this has been the case......

"The study has arrived."

At this moment, Velosa held out a hand, palm up.

The crimson origin emerged, and the entire hand instantly expanded, turning into a half-meter-long palm like a balloon.

Immediately afterward, a slit opened in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out.

But just a drop of blood like a fingernail flowed out, and the crack closed again.

When his palm returned to its normal size, a ring with the symbol of the blood spirit appeared.

Villosa put the ring on, and he took out several rolls of parchment and handed them to Vaklaw, "These are our recent researches, please take a look." ”

"Oh."

When Wakaclav took it, he threw it into the air, and several pieces of parchment were laid out in a row.

When Salvatore saw this scene, he was not polite, and sat down next to him with a chair and watched together.

"The origin power of the blood spirit is not in the origin core of the mind, but in the blood of wizards."

Velosa's face was calm, and his tone was slightly indifferent.

Even if it was to ask for the consent of Wakraf and the others, it still made him feel unhappy to take out the core secrets of the Blood Spirit School and let outsiders see it.

"Unknown?" Ignoring his displeasure, Warklough pointed to the end of the parchment and asked, "You haven't figured out what the original properties of erosion are?" ”

"It's not 'chaos.'" Verosa knew what he wanted to ask, "It's not the Origin Power I know, but it has some kind of property similar to the power of faith. ”

"Oh? Changing perceptions? ”

"Well, in addition to changing the perception of wizards, it will also amplify their emotions, anger, blood, cruelty, and so on."

Salvatore looked at the contents of the parchment, his brow furrowed slightly, he looked at the process of research on the first page, and asked, "Anatomy, you have broken down a legendary wizard in its entirety?" ”

Velosa was silent for a few seconds, and said lightly: "Valerio Gimenez Legendary Wizard, his age has reached the limit, and he is voluntary. ”

"It's really ......"

Wakaclogh raised his hand and pondered, "In addition to these two points, I guess it might also have the ability to control your doors, right?" ”

"Yes!" Verosa's eyes flickered slightly, his face became even colder, and he said: "The Flesh Heart Rune Imprint, after being integrated into the flesh and blood to strengthen the wizard's body, the blood of the whole body will be increased. ”

"But that 'door' also naturally blends deeply into the body. That's the main reason why I'm here. ”

Waclaf waved his hand to put away the parchment, thought for a moment and said, "I can promise for Wayne, but you Blood Spirits need to make amends." ”

"Of course," Verosa relieved, her face softened a little, and she nodded, "Wizards chase knowledge, and they also follow the rule that knowledge is priceless. What do you want? You can say it. ”

Wakraf looked at him and said with a smile, "The inheritance spell of the flesh enhancement system is too core, I know you won't agree to trade it, so how about the flesh transformation system?" ”

"You're really greedy...... Verosa gave him a deep look, "I agree to this deal on behalf of the Blood Spirit Sect. ”

"Wait, don't worry."

"Don't go too far, Wakalough!"

"You misunderstood," Wakaclav shook his head with a smile, "The inheritance knowledge of the flesh transformation system is just a trade item for the little guy." The real deal will not be decided until we meet the little one. ”

Velosa: "......"

"You also need his help," Salvatore added, "and he's naturally entitled to a good pay, isn't he?" ”

The corners of Villosa's mouth twitched, and the two nasolabial folds expanded outwards a little.

If he could, he would have kicked it over and stomped that hateful face up.

"I agreed!"

"Then wait until he returns, and then ...... Oh, looks like you're in luck. ”

In Wakaclav's perception, the figure of a young wizard appeared, and he got up and said, "Let's go, go and look for him, I also want to know if his wizarding talent can solve the problem of your Blood Spirit School." ”

"Ho!"

Virosa snorted rather angrily, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

Salvatore looked at Waklaf helplessly, "Big brother, such trading conditions are really unkind, aren't you afraid that he will refuse?" ”

"He won't."

As for why it won't, Wakaclav didn't say it.

In fact, from the contents of those parchments, he knew that the blood spirits were now in fear.

- Fear of the unknown, and even more fear that they will lose themselves and become puppets of flesh and blood.

"Let's go, let's go."

……

……

"Red Moon ......"

After completing the two ministerial-level mechanical zombies, Wayne threw them to No. 2 and asked it to assign the Undead Origin Core and raise it to the level of approaching the director level as soon as possible.

Fortunately, they are smart enough to judge the number of Origin Cores devoured by themselves, so they don't have to keep an eye on them.

After doing this, Wayne returned directly to the outside world.

He was a little worried about the things he had arranged for Mitra and the others before.

Especially in the layout of the city-state rune array, even if there are drawings, the imprint of each line still can't be careless.

The city-state circle is the same as his method of carving runes on the mechanical golem, except that it is not much different except for its coverage and power.

However, the level of finesse of the circle is still very demanding.

Wayne looked out the window, the red moon, clouds, and torrential rain, a sight he had seen many times when he was sailing at sea.

But for the first time in the city-state.

Especially the raindrops that shine like fireflies, which inexplicably make him have a strange beauty.

Wayne reached out and let the rain hit his palm.

[You are corrupted by the Red Moon Origin, because your Origin Power exceeds 2000, you are exempt from Origin Alienation.] Comment: Oh, ho! Special Rewards: +30 Survival Points, +2 Origin, +2 Toughness Level. 】

【……】

"The Rain ...... Containing the Origin of the Red Moon"

Wayne looked up at the red moon above the night sky.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think: If such rain fell on a world like the previous life, what kind of results would it cause?

Perhaps, the whole world will come like the end of the world, right?

Aberrations are everywhere, flooding cities, dilapidated buildings, and people struggling to survive in places like the slums of the city-state of Caster.

And these are all real things that happen in this world.

Even if there are demigod wizards, there are good gods, and there are evil gods...... Such a powerful existence will still be threatened by the Red Moon.

"Red Moon, what the hell is it?"

"You're curious about this?"

At this moment, a slightly hoarse laugh rang out from the office.

Not only that, but as the sound came out, a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire room!

"Hmm!"

Who?!

[You are locked in by Vlotha Balorrick's origin.] Comment: Don't try to escape, be obedient, don't move. Special Rewards: Survival Points +1000, Origin +10. 】

Origin +10......

Wayne endured the fear in his heart, turning his head stiffly and slowly, the sweat on his forehead drenching his hair for a few seconds.

It was the first time since he came into this world that he had met someone who made him feel so terrified.

Legend?

Wrong!

When he was fighting Ales and the others before, he had also encountered the killing intent lock of a legendary-level transcendent.

Even though the pressure made him physically uncomfortable, he was able to persevere and even fight back.

And yet now......

"You, you, you ......"

Wayne struggled to keep his eyes open to see a thin old man in a red robe standing in the middle of the office, holding a cane the size of a palm, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Demigods?

He only felt that the terrifying pressure coming from his body made it impossible for him to complete even simple actions such as turning his head and opening his eyes.

Such a terrifying power must be a demigod!

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."

The smile was even bigger, the nasolabial folds at the corners of the mouth were deep, and a pair of old eyes were like a real blood, like two pieces of lean flesh drilling into the eye sockets.

He bowed slightly, his thin and short body, but like a giant in the sky, each movement distorted the space around him into invisible ripples.

"Villosa Barlorik is currently the Chief Wizard of the Blood Spirit School, so you can call me Vlotha Wizard."

Blood Spirit School, Chief!?

Wayne felt a pang in his heart, such a character came to him, what was the matter?

At this moment, the figure of Franta appeared in his mind, could it be that he made a perfect-level anti-alien potion, which was detected by the Blood Spirit School?

But you shouldn't just let a demigod wizard come, right?

Or is there something else, he ......

"It turns out that the perfect-level anti-alien elixir that appeared in the school some time ago was made by you, which is really a surprising harvest."

Well?

Wayne's eyes widened, he, he ......

In an instant, his mind went blank and he no longer had any thoughts.

"Oh?" Verosa felt the thoughts in his heart and couldn't help but smile: "What a perceptive, intelligent little fellow. ”

"It's a pity that you have already joined the Ghost School, otherwise, I will definitely bring you back to the Blood Spirit School, I believe that it will be ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Velosa's figure appeared in a corner of the room as if she had been pricked by a needle.

"Wakalagh, I'm just kidding."

"Humph! Chief Vilosa, it's not funny at all! ”

At this time, two more figures slowly appeared, which also made Wayne's hanging heart fall to the ground.

The Salvatore legend is here, at least he's safe.

Wait, Waklaw?

Isn't that name the one from the chief wizard of his Ghost School......

Wayne felt the pressure on his body disappear suddenly, and hurriedly turned around and straightened his body, gasping for breath.

In less than a minute, the suffocating fear almost made him want to escape into it......

Forget it, you can't think about it!

Wayne looked at the three people in the room, except for Verosa, who had just introduced himself, and the familiar legend of Salvatore, and the tall figure in sunglasses at the end attracted his attention.

A demigod wizard in sunglasses, Waklaw, the head of the Ghost School?

Not a wizard at all!

"Wakraf, he guessed who you are, but your outfit seems to make him suspicious."

Knowing his thoughts again, Vlosa smiled and said, "He said, you're not a wizard at all. ”

"Hmm, that's a mouthful of words, meaning you don't look like a wizard?"

"Vlosa, put away your abilities, he's a mystic wizard of the Wraith School!" The wizard in sunglasses glanced at him and said coldly.

"Good ......"

Velosa raised her hand in obedience, and a stream of red light shone on him, as if turning off some kind of runic power.

"Is it okay now?"

"I hope you don't do anything strange, that would make me doubt your sincerity."

The wizard in sunglasses said, and the lens reflected Wayne's appearance, as if he was looking at him, as if he was probing to confirm some kind of suspicion.

"Good night, Wizard Wayne, I'm Wakalaugh Samuel Capo, the chief wizard of the Ghost School."

"Good night, Lord Wakclove!"

(End of chapter)