MTL - Nightmare’s Call (Summoner of Nightmares)-Chapter 836 World Resistance 3

"In this way, I can be immune to level 10 in physical strikes, and have various resistances to spells, and level 11. I can also greatly enhance the ability to move. There is also the Shadow Assist ..."

Just a trip to the shadow plane, I have such a big gain.

Lin Sheng pondered, waited for the rest to recover the mana, then brushed twice.

"Sure enough, the simple magic turret is not the way I should go. What really suits me is to use spells to help myself, strengthen myself, and go up to kill.

This magic warrior route is the strongest perfect model. "

Just when Lin Sheng returned to rest.

On the other side of the mainland, there is a dark cave temple in the ground.

Hundreds of mysterious men in black robes and white skull masks were waiting quietly.

Waiting for the new idol to be given by that puppet idol in the temple.

"The Son of God is already carrying a shrine, shuttles the shadows, and is about to come. I just need to wait." The masked man standing in front of him said lowly.

"It's just that the Son of God left a message before. Should this time have reasonably come?" Another female mask man asked in a low voice in confusion.

"Is there something wrong midway?" Someone worried.

"Impossible!" The leader vetoed it vehemently. "As a genus of Shadow Yaronosaurus, the Son of God himself has been blessed by the true God, and he also carries the artifact of the lake of life in his body. His strength may break through the legend at any time.

This kind of background can already sweep some ordinary large forces, even if you encounter a real legend, you can still fight. There can be no surprises. "

At this moment, the idol in front of everyone suddenly flashed a black arc, and then a trace of information spread and spread.

"Um ... the **** son replied that he couldn't come .... it said that the artifact was broken halfway and could not be used for rituals and had to be returned for repair."

"......."

".........."

A group of black robe masks looked at each other, speechless. Have no idea what happened.

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White Rock Woodland.

Aurora Celst stood proudly on the platform and officially received her own eighth-level apprentice nameplate.

Yes, she, Aurora, has finally completed all the basics and officially became a standard eighth apprentice.

Like her, there were six people standing in a row around.

Among them was Cinderella, who didn't deal well with her.

But don't worry, in this joyful day, even if she is old, she seems to make her feel a lot better.

"Before, my foundation was not laid, now my foundation is completed, and then it is time for me to take off." Aurora thought with great enthusiasm.

Soon, as the applause was welcomed, she slowly stepped down from the party.

In the congratulations of the surrounding companions, the smile on Aurora's face also appeared sincere.

She wasn't a fool, she was just used to being raised outside and had a bad temper.

This trip was released by the family to live and study alone, and it was probably because she had no plans to exercise her temper.

After coming to Baiyan Woodland, after being hit too much by her peers around her, she still does not have the original flying style. Temperament also precipitated a lot.

For the congratulations of the surrounding companions, she responded politely and thankfully.

She would never have done this before.

But here, especially when I learned several of my classmates in succession, seemingly ordinary, in fact, they all have strong backgrounds beyond her background.

Her pride was gradually frustrated, and now she was more mature.

After laughing with her companion, a female apprentice suddenly asked a joke.

"By the way, Aurora, Master Maffaria has heard that he has submitted another promotion application, do you know?

Your family and Master Malfurian's home are good friends. If you encounter any magical problems in the future, even if you go home, you can find a talented master to learn and ask for advice. It is really happy! "

‘Promoted again? ? So fast! ? ’

The smile on Aurora's face was a little, her heart burst.

"Why? Aren't you in a good relationship with Master Maffaria? Is it possible that you don't know?" Cinderella sneered suddenly.

"Of course I know." Not to be outdone, Aurora made a known look on her face.

"Although I am no longer under Master Malfuria, but occasionally we still have some connection. I just don't want to mention this kind of thing too much, or else people think that I want to have a relationship with others?"

"Ha ha." Cindriela didn't doubt it, just the feeling of sadness in her heart, and now it gradually disappeared.

Originally, the gap between Lin Sheng and her was not so large, so between her peers, she saw Lin Sheng's rapid improvement, but she still had a sour taste.

But when their gap reached a limit, she had no idea of ​​comparing with each other.

Some are just emotions.

"What's wrong? Calm down?" Aurora began to sneer at seeing her silent. "Maffaria is not his uncle's help, it must not be possible to improve so fast. What do you mean by this expression?"

Cinderella looked up and stared at Aurora seriously.

"Even the Sons of Nature have been stuck at Levels 3 to 4 for a full year. Do you think Malfuria's uncle can be compared to the teacher of the Sons of Nature, the powerful legend?"

She paused.

"Or in other words, do you think that Level 3 to Level 4 can be accumulated with resources and experience? You can find me a second-generation example."

Looking at the expression on Aurora's face was slightly unsustainable.

Cinderella looked away and looked out of the window.

"So let's not deceive ourselves."

The look on Aurora's face gradually subsided.

Level 4 Mage ...

When she saw Malfuria last time, her counterpart was only second-level, and now ...

She used to think that her talent was unparalleled, and she was the real protagonist in the whole world.

She used to think that with her talents, she would definitely be glad and glad that she would worship under the door of Malfuria.

There is a formal mage under his door, and in any mage organization, he will receive great praise.

She used to think that it would be a breeze to surpass Malfuria.

It was as if she had been an ordinary apprentice at the ninth level in two years.

For talented people, the cast level will definitely increase very quickly.

The second-level and third-level mage, she caught up in a blink of an eye.

It wasn't until she spent a year that she was formally admitted to the eighth apprenticeship. And the speed of mana increase in the future is getting slower and slower. The total amount of mana to be accumulated is also increasing.

The materials and books that need to be learned can even form a pile of hills.

And what about Malaria?

It is said that by the time he was a master, he had mastered 25 foreign languages.

Guangtianjieyu is familiar with three different regional variants.

Therefore, don't deceive yourself in the sentence of Cinderella, just like a cannonball, hitting Aurora in his heart.

The two were relatively speechless, in fact, they already saw the reality in their hearts.

Malfuria was not their mediocre qualification from the beginning. Such a top genius is not comparable to the average person at all.

Compared with him, he is already a big man like the son of nature and the daughter of legend.

"Just look at it." Cinderella suddenly smiled. "Going to the Blackstone Library together this afternoon?" She stretched out to Euro.

The latter stunned, then left happy and a little unwilling at last. Now she no longer needs to worry about these things.

Because it would be meaningless except to waste time.

She thought for a while, and then stretched out her hand, the hand of Lord Cinderella.

"it is good."

Aurora finally nodded heavily.

No matter how wonderful and brilliant life is in Malfuria.

They still have to continue their ordinary efforts.

What about ordinary qualifications, as long as you persevere, you will continue to advance.

Sooner or later, they will have their own light.

Even if the light is faint, it is light.

Maybe one day many years later, they can still see the name Mafaria once contacted in a speech or a biography.