Chapter 310 The script is wrong, I am the loser?
The girl named Susan took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to walk up to the stage and stand next to the principal.
Facing so many people's gazes for the first time, even though most of them were well-intentioned, made her, a farm girl who had no idea what magic was before receiving the acceptance letter, feel extremely nervous.
God of Magic, she swore that she had never met as many people in the past twenty years combined as she did now!
"Little Susan, put your dominant hand open and place it on the crystal ball."
The old principal smiled and gave her an encouraging look.
The old voice was steady yet kind, like that of a kind elder giving advice.
"Don't be afraid. This is just a simple test prop. There is no danger. No matter what happens, don't panic. The principal is here. I will keep you safe."
"The test crystal ball will automatically absorb the magic power in your body and convert it into elemental light of corresponding attributes. The longer it lasts, the greater your magic power."
"Also, unlike other professions, magicians are the darlings of the gods, the most favored beings in heaven and earth. They are born with an affinity for all elements and are undoubtedly almighty spellcasters."
"Of course, depending on your individual constitution, you'll have one or two elemental attributes that you have the strongest affinity with. The magic ball helps you screen and discover these elements. It's a tool to help you learn and control your own magic."
With the encouragement of the old principal, Susan finally plucked up the courage and placed her palm on it.
The old principal also stroked his white beard, smiled and touched the crystal ball with his wand.
Immediately, colorful lights lit up from the magic ball and burst out one after another.
Among them, the most eye-catching is a touch of black, which constantly emits a captivating evil.
The old headmaster adjusted his glasses with a hint of surprise and praised, "How unexpected, Miss Susan! You possess an extremely rare affinity for death, a comprehensive talent equivalent to the level of an elemental heart. If you can pass the mental assessment and the dark test, you will shine in this field!"
Death. Death affinity?
Susan was stunned.
To her, who didn't know much about magic, this sounded a bit ominous.
She may not know magic, but she knows what death is.
In the teacher's seat, the lich that Lu Wenwu had seen earlier let out a strange laugh from his throat.
He took off his hood, revealing his mummified face that was glowing with deep purple undead fire, and gave Susan a smile that he thought was kind.
"Miss Susan, I can't wait to take you to my Mage Tower and train you to become the next generation of Undead Heaven, oh no, the Immortal Truth!"
"Corpse, corpse! The corpse is alive!"
Susan was so scared that she burst into tears.
He subconsciously wanted to run, but was forced to stand still because the crystal ball had not yet finished absorbing the magic power. His whole body was shaking like a sieve.
Frightened and unable to leave, the timid girl's eyes went dark and she fainted.
Fortunately, the old principal acted in time, used a delicate levitation spell to hold her up, and sent her directly to the freshman's seat.
There was already a white-haired old woman who looked like a doctor waiting there.
It seems that this is not the first time this has happened, and the Magic Wizarding Academy has already made a plan for this.
The burly tiger teacher beside him muttered something dissatisfied to the lich and put his hood back on.
The force was so great that it almost broke the fragile neck.
The old principal glared towards the teachers' seats, raised his hand to signal the old students to be quiet, and then read out a name again in a powerful voice.
The one appearing this time is a furry Snow Wolf orc with shiny silver-white hair. Even from a human perspective, he can be described as handsome - of course, he might also be cute.
The test process went smoothly and there were no unexpected problems.
The elements that this werewolf prefers are the standard ice and wind attributes, and the cyan and icy white in the crystal ball complement each other.
When the werewolf boy sat down, another human came on stage.
The entire test process is very fast, and a freshman only needs about ten seconds to complete the test.
Only the Silver Skull test, which attracted great attention from the senior students, took a full minute.
This is the talent of the undead.
This silver skeleton was most likely a magician when he was alive. After his death, he instinctively absorbed and refined magic power to strengthen his bones and condensed the heart of the undead.
Such a huge amount of magic power is simply accumulated over time. No one knows how many years this person has lived since he advanced to the Silver Skeleton and gained self-awareness.
This kind of innate talent is something that others cannot envy.
This is also one of the reasons why magicians are so powerful.
Melee professions such as thieves, warriors, and knights, once they enter old age, their combat effectiveness begins to plummet due to the decline of their vitality, and it is difficult for them to maintain their peak.
On the other hand, the older wizards get, the more magical power they have, and the richer and more profound the knowledge they possess.
Unless one is as old as the Alchemy God Wood, or has suffered some irreversible damage, one will be moving towards the peak throughout his life and will become more and more powerful.
Soon, as time passed, it was finally Lu Wenwu's turn.
"Next."
The old principal's voice clearly hesitated for a moment.
Facing the string of letters "Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War" written in black on the yellow parchment, he was unable to pronounce this strange name.
Although this was not him, the old principal still felt a little embarrassed and ashamed.
He hesitated for three seconds.
The old principal remembered what Wood and Nettle had told him before, and he finally said in a deep voice, "Mr. Tyrannosaurus, please come to the stage."
Lu Wenwu was a little dissatisfied that the other party did not call him by his full ID.
But he still came up on stage with great interest, ready to try out the magic crystal ball.
Thanks to the special features of "The Art of Conquering People with Virtue and Refining the Body", he can indeed release the unique power of "magic".
But that requires transformation through physical strength.
He wanted to know what would happen if he didn't actively convert his magic power?
Lu Wenwu placed his fan-like hand on the crystal ball, and the action looked like he was holding a human head with his five fingers.
As the old principal's staff tapped gently, Lu Wenwu quickly felt a suction force coming from the palm of his hand.
He was surprised to find that his body began to automatically convert magic power and slowly injected it into the crystal ball.
Even though he could easily break free from the suction force that was enough to control the new life, he could even forcibly interrupt the conversion or stop the delivery.
But this situation undoubtedly brought Lu Wenwu great surprise.
There's something about this magic crystal ball!
The transformation of the crystal ball is very gentle and will not cause any harm to the body.
Lu Wenwu simply took the initiative to accelerate the process of conversion and infusion, releasing the inhibition to allow the other party to draw.
Soon, dazzling lights of various colors appeared, each ray of light was brighter than the elemental affinity light displayed by the previous new life.
The auditorium, which was originally bright yellow, instantly became colorful due to the continuous transformation of the dazzling elemental halo.
It looks just like the Disney ball spinning in a disco!
No matter whether they were old students or new students, even the professors' "direct disciples" all became restless at the same time, erupting into chaotic uproar and exclamations.
In the teacher's seat, Wood was so surprised that he pulled out his beard;
Professor Lich dropped his jaw in shock and is now repairing it with a spell;
Professor Tiger Man stood up suddenly, his furry tail behind him was slightly fluffy, and he swayed slightly with some uneasiness.
Even the old headmaster in a gray robe widened his eyes and even wiped his crystal glasses with a spell.
"Principal, is my current situation normal?" Lu Wenwu asked in a low voice.
The old principal shook his head decisively. "This is completely abnormal, Mr. Tyrannosaurus. This doesn't align with my current understanding of magic. Either you don't have any special elemental affinity, or your attributes have all reached the elemental affinity level of an ordinary magician. This is simply unbelievable. This has never happened in the thousands of years of the school's history."
"Uh, so I can understand that I am a genius?" Lu Wenwu asked cautiously.
"Maybe, maybe not. I can't make hasty conclusions about something I don't fully understand. This isn't the attitude a magician should have." The old headmaster continued to shake his head. "But one thing is for sure: this isn't a good thing. You can quickly advance to the rank of Mage, and the magic you wield will be even more powerful, but your future advancement to the rank of Truth will be extremely difficult."
"Why is this?" Lu Wenwu asked puzzledly.
"You'll learn the details of forging the Ladder of Truth in future courses, and it would take a long time to explain. All I can tell you right now is about magic."
The old principal took out an exquisite gold-plated mechanical pocket watch, checked the time, and pointed it to Lu Wenwu.
"Mr. Tyrannosaurus, look at the minute and second hands. Your magic power absorption time is approaching two minutes, nearly twice that of Mr. Silver Skeleton. This is more than ten times that of an ordinary senior mage! It's almost the same as a mage!"
"Of course, a huge amount of magic power will give you stronger endurance and magical power, but your control precision will also decrease, and the magic power required for advancement will be greatly increased."
"If you lose the precision in mana manipulation, it will be difficult to condense your magical heart. If you can't clearly define your future path, it will affect the formation of the Ladder of Truth."
"The magic power required for advancement will greatly increase, which will consume too much of your lifespan and energy, causing you to miss too much scenery on the road to pursuing truth."
"Child, don't ever think that having too much magic power is a good thing."
"A magician's power lies in the knowledge in his head. This directly determines how much of the elemental power between heaven and earth you can leverage with your own magic."
"Magic is the lever, mental strength is the thread, and knowledge is the weight."
"When you waste too much time on meaningless mental meditation and magic refining, how much time do you have left to learn valuable knowledge?"
"Can your lifespan sustain such a long period of consumption?"
Having said that, the old principal sighed deeply as he looked at the magic power absorption that had lasted for more than three minutes but was still not over.
If he really has an affinity for all types of magic, he would undoubtedly be a genius among geniuses.
If Tyrannosaurus Rex were an elf, it would be an immortal species with a lifespan of 800 years at the beginning. This would definitely be a gift from the Goddess of Magic.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing.
Human lifespan is still too short.
Even if a standard adult wizard has a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years, this is still too short for a Tyrannosaurus Rex, whose magic power is fifteen times that of an ordinary person.
This means that his advancement speed is at least fifteen times slower than that of a normal mage.
Originally, an ordinary wizard could be promoted to the level of a mage in about a hundred years if he practiced step by step.
But for him, even if the time was extended ten times, it still seemed not enough.
The magic power drain continues.
The old principal became more and more worried about this, and felt that Lu Wenwu's future was becoming increasingly bleak.
How can this piece of raw jade be carved into a truly exquisite uncut jade?
This is worrying.
Lu Wenwu himself didn't care about it at all.
What do things like the Heart of Magic and the Ladder of Truth have to do with me?
I'm training my body!
Just when the magic power absorption time reached a full twenty minutes, the freshmen were stunned by the shock, the professors took out their crystals to record the pictures, and the senior students were already betting on how long Lu Wenwu could hold on.
The crystal ball that was originally shining suddenly went out, and all the light disappeared without a trace.
The old principal was just about to step forward to comfort Lu Wenwu when a crisp "click" sound appeared on the crystal ball that had become a little turbid.
“Click, click, click.”
Intensive sounds and cracks appeared together, and the crystal ball as big as a human head shattered into powder in full view of everyone!
Lu Wenwu hurriedly raised his right hand and signaled with his eyes that it had nothing to do with him.
"Principal, I didn't do anything!"
"It's none of your business. It's probably because the carrying capacity of transformation has reached its limit."
The old principal did not pay attention to the crystal ball. He just signaled him not to move and pointed the tip of the magic wand at Lu Wenwu's dantian.
A gentle magical force tried to enter it along with the wand.
Lu Wenwu thought about it and did not resist, just let it go.
This magical power just circulated within the empty dantian and then was quickly retracted.
The old principal patted his shoulder and sighed deeply.
The limit test is out.
The magic power was on par with that of the Truth Mage, which was more outrageous than he had imagined.
With such a huge magical power base, even taking the fruit of life from the elves' mother tree may not be useful.
If you want to advance to become a magician, there may still be a slight chance.
It is impossible to truly achieve the truth.
"Kid, there's good news and bad news."
"The good news is that your magical reserves are extremely terrifying, enough to rival a truth mage."
"If your mental strength and magical control abilities meet the standards, you will become the first senior wizard in history to cast forbidden spells. This is a miracle that even the Goddess of Magic cannot achieve."
"The bad news is that it's almost impossible for you to advance to the mage level."
Looking at the old man with a face full of regret, and the many classmates and professors who gave him comforting looks, Lu Wenwu sat down in his seat with a normal expression.
The Snow Wolf classmate sitting next to him thought that he had a mental breakdown and had completely lost his expression.
The kind-hearted snow werewolf boy took the initiative to say some words to comfort him and even invited him to touch his big furry tail and soft ears.
He knew many humans enjoyed doing this.
Um.
Lu Wenwu, who was forced to pet the wolf, was actually not upset at all.
In fact, he was just thinking about one thing.
Not condensing that magic heart shouldn't affect his archaeological work, right?
(End of this chapter)
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