Chapter 367

"Dinner is about to begin." In the evening, the restlessness of magic made Negri understand.

This short day, for ordinary people in the capital of the college, the world is still the same, but for the mysterious, everything is impossible.

Some of the magic that could be used only with the aid of the ritual of casting materials can be easily cast out, and some magic rituals with insufficient energy can also be successfully launched.

The air is full of magic feeling, for these long dry mages, that is heaven.

Although magic is only a kind of power, it is especially easy to stir up everyone's emotion when the power emerges.

Today alone, all kinds of conflicts continue to occur. The city's hidden mystics, heretics, the head of the seven God church here, the host of the Sorcerer's house, and even the people of the unclean monasteries.

Aeneri's psychic sense can detect the magic conflict of the whole city, and the operation track of the whole tide will have some deviation. Because of these deviations, countless magic rituals set up in the city have to be adjusted.

At this time, it depends on the mage's personal ability and preparation. If the adjustment is not good enough, the whole array will be directly broken under the magic shift, and the backfire is still light. The important thing is to cause a small-scale strong tidal vortex.

The strength of the whirlpool will exceed your expectation. The magic will be pulled out of the body completely, and even the whole person will be turned into a part of the mixed flow and become the booty of others.

Every magic dinner is a shuffle, and there are always unexpected situations. Therefore, those who are more sure can not say that they will survive the magic dinner, especially this magic dinner is very abnormal.

"It's not normal." In the low-key luxury house, a middle-aged man with hair line slightly higher is sitting on the sofa, said in a deep voice.

"Which year's magic dinner is normal, teacher." Kalanchi put a glass of wine in front of the middle-aged man, grabbed another glass of wine and sipped it. His teacher and his father were close friends when they were young, so he could become the teacher's favorite disciple. Unlike other students, it was more coolie and grain reserves than students: "this time, we have done the most comprehensive preparation."

"Yes, it's the most comprehensive." March nodded, then looked up at the blonde young man in front of him, much like the young man he had been when he was young. After all, this is his son: "how are your father and mother?"

"It's all very good." Kalanchi nodded.

"Cade is still there. He is still unconvinced." Malchi then asked that Cade was his original disciple and helped him manage the mud gang. The reason why this disciple became the original was that karange appeared, so there was always no confrontation between the two disciples.

Malchi felt that he was ashamed of Kade, so he didn't deal with this disciple. Now it seems that he can't do anything about it. If he doesn't know how to praise him, he can only do it hard. After all, one is brought back from the garbage man and the other is his own son.

"I've just asked for more benefits from what happened this morning." Kalanchi is a smart man. He doesn't mix too much personal emotion into this matter. He knows clearly that he has completely gained the upper hand in the matter of competing for favors. It's not good to be too thin and cool at this time.

"Well, I'll warn him. There's something I give him that's his." Said March, nodding.

Then karange thought of something and said, "I went to see that Negri today and gave him blood crystals. Although he is very similar to the former dean Mikael, I always feel something is wrong."

"Don't worry about that guy. I don't have much interest disputes with him. What he should think about now is how to deal with brary." Malchi didn't care much about Negri, and as he said, there was not much interest in the two.

Marche is not an academic, but also not a hostile faction. Before karange entered MOBIS college, it was just an ordinary transaction.

"Didn't Negri already have an advantage?" Karange is clearly aware of what happened at the school gate yesterday. The law enforcement team took people away, but he was killed. I heard that Fidel is still creating terror and looking for some people with identity. Because such people live a long time and are not easy to be killed, which is conducive to his ability, many people have begun to complain about the law enforcement team.

No matter how many people die, the garbage people and the lower class, it doesn't matter to the law enforcement team. However, the dignitaries in the capital of the college are more or less related to various mages. The law enforcement team has to deal with their complaints.

In this case, the law enforcement team either immediately seized field and brought him to justice, or reconciled with Negri and admitted defeat and let Negri take back the means. Anyone with a clear eye can see that field is Negri's handwriting.

"No, it's not easy for Negri to force brary, but it also disgusts others. No one is a fool. Field is a dog released by Negri. People are now complaining about the law enforcement team, but they also have a record of Negri."

"Once field is captured by the law enforcement team, Negri will be in a desperate situation. Brary, that crazy woman, is not so simple..." He was about to say something when he heard a shrill cry."Mikael, no, Negri, I curse you, your heart will be gnawed by black worms, your brain will be bleeding worms, your forehead and soul will be captured by evil gods, and you, brewer, you will not die easily."

On hearing the scream, March fingered the nearby mirror, which revealed the scene of the street outside.

In the evening streets of the capital of the college, you can hardly see people. Even if there are some crazy thieves or mystics, now a woman in her thirties is dressed very modestly, but her hair, which was originally neatly coiled up, has been scattered and is rapidly turning white, and the blood color on the precious foreign bodies is blooming.

Not far away from her, brewer collapsed to the ground, still holding a bloody dagger, the blood on which had a strange light, as if it would never fade away.

However, before she was a woman, she didn't mean to be called crazy.

"How could she be here?" Kalanchi saw the embarrassment of Marche, understanding him immediately began to change the topic.

Mages seldom communicate with each other except for the necessary communication gatherings. After all, every mage is coveting the other's body. The magical meat is their favorite taste.

This area is near malchi's array. Other mages will not get close to it without notification, because it will cause misunderstanding. When magic tide happens, the array will encounter interference, which is very dangerous.

Therefore, every excellent mage will strictly control his own territory.

"It's only Negri that brary has to face this time. She has no big plans, so her only reason to go out this time is that field, which makes her headache." "Field is nearby," said March

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