Chapter 155

"Yes, when I move with Carlos, he's always shouting and puking. You're better than him." When the morden wizard stopped, they had reached the first floor of the magic tower.

"Teacher, am I not as bad as you said?" Carlos, standing next to Camille on the first floor of the magic tower, looks at the morden wizard with a grudge in his eyes.

"Or shall I take you for a moment?" Said morden wizard, glancing at Carlos lightly.

Carlos shrunk back, afraid to speak any more.

"Teacher, Abel, what's the matter?" Camille asked, looking at the body of the Werewolf in morden's hands.

"What else can I do? My disciples were assassinated by werewolves. It seems that there are some people in Gangba who dare to communicate with werewolves." The morden wizard sneered.

When Abel saw Camille and Carlos, who were concerned about him and were waiting for news here, he was moved for a while, but with a smile of indifference on his face, he said, "Camille and Carlos, it's nothing, it's just a werewolf trying to assassinate me."

"As long as you can, is this a werewolf who knows nothing about life and death? This is the commander of the wolf cavalry. This cunning fellow can still live well after being collected by so many principalities. " Said the Morton wizard, with a cold look at Abel.

Abel didn't dare to say anything more for a moment. He turned to Camille and Carlos and made a helpless expression.

"Come with me!" The Morton wizard put his hand on Abel's body, and the two figures disappeared in the first floor of the magic tower.

"This is your share!" Said morden wizard, throwing Abel a small pocket.

Abel, who was "moved instantly" by the morden wizard to the 11th floor, just woke up and saw the little pocket that the morden wizard threw to him. He quickly reached for it and asked, "what's the share?"

Speaking, Abel was not polite. He opened the small pocket in his hand, which was full of exquisite magic stones, six fire magic stones and four ice magic stones.

"Baroque, the black Wizard of the Principality of Keene, who was killed by you, I went all night to clean his magic tower!"

Morden wizard's tone is very plain, but Abel is very shocked. Of course, he can understand what it means to be washed by an intermediate wizard. Is the intermediate wizard so powerful? It can kill all the witches on the magic tower of level 7.

Seeing Abel's surprise, the morden wizard smiled and explained: "the wizard who controls the magic tower let you kill. I still have the main control card of the magic tower. If I can fail, it's a big joke. Fortunately, my speed is very fast. I was discovered by the intermediate Wizard of the Principality of Keene after searching all the things. But it was too late at that time. It's probably him I don't even know who I am. "

The Morton wizard laughed and pointed to the pocket in Abel's hand and said, "I'll divide the things I got into the magic stone for you according to the rules. The 10 middle level magic stones in it are the share this time."

"Thank you, teacher!" Although Abel is not interested in the intermediate magic stone, he is very grateful for the teacher's intention.

"Do you have any questions about the" frozen armor "spell you were given yesterday?" Asked the morden wizard with concern.

"Teacher, I have no doubt. I have mastered it preliminarily!" Said Abe confidently.

"Show me once." It's hard for morden wizards to believe that Abel could master the Ice Armor spell in just one night.

"The spirit of ice! Use your power to weave pure white armor and protect me! " Abel chanted the mantra of "frozen armor". His fingers drew the pattern of "frozen armor" in the air. A second and a half later, an armor made of ice crystals appeared on his body.

"One and a half seconds!" Seeing Abel's performance, morden wizard was shocked and overturned his original imagination. When he saw Abel's instant "fire bullet" spell for the first time, his first thought was that Abel must have obtained some treasure of fast casting.

Although the treasures of fast casting are rare and precious, there are too many defects. For example, only one kind of magic can be cast quickly, and there is a limit on the number of times to cast. If the number of times to cast is used up, then you need to use your own magic power to recharge, while charging the treasures of fast casting is not often time-consuming.

But now Abel used the complete spell and showed the whole process of drawing the "seal armor" spell pattern in the air. Although he was very fast, the morden wizard could see it clearly and didn't use any props in the whole process.

Originally, Abel became a first-class novice wizard in a short period of time, and was able to use "firebombs" magic through props. Now Abel has mastered another magic, and this time is too short for many formal wizards to catch up with it.

Maybe Abel used the ability of props to cast the "firebombs" spell, but the ability to cast the "frozen armor" spell is not a treasure at all. It's all talent, the Morton wizard affirmed in his mind.

Thinking of this, the morden wizard had to make some adjustments to Abel's training plan. His hand drew a picture in the air, then on the bookshelf beside the wall, a stack of parchment disappeared, and then appeared in his hand."Abel, your magic talent is beyond my expectation. These are all the magic that the novice wizard can master. Take them all." The morden wizard handed the sheepskin roll to Abel and said.

Abel opened the sheepskin scroll in his hand. The fire spell "warm", the ice spell "ice bullet", and the electricity spell "charge bullet". The rest three spells of the novice wizard are all here.

"Thank you, teacher!" Abel also planned to ask morden wizard to learn new spells. Now all the spells are in his hands.

"No more lectures this morning, just after the fight between life and death, you have consumed a lot. Go back and have a good rest." The morden wizard waved to Abel. Before Abel could respond, he had been sent out 11 layers.

As soon as he woke up from the vertigo, he saw a fat face in front of him. Abel was shocked, and then he reacted. Isn't this His Wizard apprentice Fink?

"Your Excellency, Lord Camille, please come to her!" Fink saluted respectfully.

"I see!" Abel promised, looked at Fink in front of him again and asked, "you look like you've lost some weight."

"Really? Your excellency? " "The main reason I want to be a wizard is that I hear that the wizard's meditation can reduce weight," Fink said

Abel couldn't help turning his eyes and laughing and swearing: "Fink, this is the most outrageous reason I've heard to become a wizard. Be careful to be heard by the morden wizard, and bring you into the laboratory. That's where you can lose weight the fastest."

It is said that the laboratory of the official wizard is the most terrifying place, where the Wizards carry out various experiments with their lives, which is also one of the important reasons why the wizards make people afraid.

"Don't harm me, my Lord." The meat on Fink's face was piled up in a mass, and his eyes peeped up the stairs.

"You are so powerful. All witches are afraid of magic erosion, but you use it to lose weight." Abe shook his head and smiled.

"You don't know. In the past, there was too little magic on the side of the magic tower. The fat that was lost by magic came back as soon as I went back to eat. After entering the magic tower, every time I meditated, I felt that I was losing weight. Maybe I would become a normal person soon." There was light in Fink's eyes, as if he imagined how thin he was.

"Well, don't think about it. Here you are. After you lose weight, remember to take it." Abel handed the box of "constitution potion" that Uncle Sam had never used to deliver to Fink.

"Health potion!" Fink happily took over the "physique potion" and then raised his head and said to Abel, "don't you need to take the" physique potion "

"Collect? Where can I get it? " Abel heard for the first time that the "constitution potion" can be collected.

"Your Excellency, have you not received your sacrifice?" Fink asked, looking at Abel strangely.