Chapter 263 Report to Ilio
An hour later, regardless of whether they had finished writing or not, all the papers on the students' desks automatically flew to the podium and were neatly stacked together. There was no way to stop them.
"Ahhh, I still have one last question to answer!"
"It's over, it's over. I didn't answer half the questions. I don't think I'll even get 60 points, let alone 90."
"Well, I've finished answering, but I don't know if it's correct or not."
"Communicating with a third-level monster? This is going to kill us!"
"I remember there's a basic book on animal language in the library. I'm going to borrow it after class."
"Can you learn it temporarily?"
"We have to struggle a bit, what if?"
"Why do other classes have different instructors for each subject, but our class has only one instructor for all subjects?"
"That's right, I can't even skip class, wuwuwu——"
"Ah, our instructor is an almighty Dharma Saint. He's competent in every subject."
"Damn it, I should have gone to Class 2 earlier."
"I don't know who was proud to be in the first class, tsk tsk."
"Mark, who are you talking about?"
"Whoever answers is the one!"
"Hey, stop arguing."
The students in the back row were making a lot of noise, and the Light Team sitting in the first row were also asking each other questions.
"Kumandi, have you answered all the questions?" Shu Li asked the black-haired fairy beside him.
Ilio was so unkind, giving the goblins harder and harder tests each time.
"Yes, I answered all the questions." Kumandi put away his stationery. "A score above 90 shouldn't be a problem."
Shu Li was amazed and gave him a thumbs-up. As expected of Jingjing, a top student, she was confident. Looking back at herself, I felt like the entire paper was riddled with mistakes, and I'd gotten several questions wrong.
Especially the last one, which actually asked him to translate the same sentence into Elvish, Continental Common, Dwarven, Goblin, Dragon, Mermaid, Winged Man, Orc and Sea Elf respectively.
This is clearly making things difficult for him, a language idiot!
He barely passed the first six languages, and only learned the basics of the last three, especially the Sea Elf language. He only learned the phonetic symbols and has not studied it in depth!
The Sea Elves are a race that lives in the Amanshi Sea.
Although the word "elf" is in their name, they are not real elves, but an intelligent race that lives both on land and in the sea.
They are short, generally about 1.5 meters tall, with a well-proportioned build, blue skin, blue hair, blue eyes, and a web-like membrane between their fingers and toes to facilitate swimming in the sea.
Sea elves are solitary and would rather gallop in the sea than go to land and communicate with other races.
They enjoy mining in the sea, where they find a precious ore called aquamarine. This ore can significantly improve the quality of weapons and is a crucial material for metallurgy.
Dwarves and goblins are both races that are good at making weapons. In order to obtain aquamarine, they have to go out to sea and buy it from sea elves.
However, the sea elves exclude land races and only open for trading for three days in the summer each year. If you miss it, you have to wait until next year.
Due to their peaceful nature, the sea elves are less likely to use their language, so fairy teachers often teach it last.
Shu Li had only learned about thirty phonetic symbols before leaving the Fairy Forest, but after traveling outside for over a month, he had almost forgotten them all.
As you can imagine, he answered the last translation question terribly.
Hector held his head and muttered to himself: "It's over, I definitely failed, I have to go communicate with the third-level monster!"
Siti sighed: "Don't worry, I can accompany you at worst."
"I'm not optimistic either." Nasha groaned, then turned to Shu Li and asked, "Amo, if we really fail, can we borrow Farm?"
Farm is a high-level magical beast. With it around, low-level magical beasts will not dare to act rashly.
Shu Li was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course."
Hector exclaimed in surprise: "Nasha, you are such a genius!"
Elio waited until the students had had enough of the discussion, clapped his hands for silence, and asked with a friendly smile, "You've been taking the exam for an hour. Are you tired?"
The students were not used to his sudden concern and became instinctively wary, always feeling that he had something bad to say.
Sure enough, the next moment, Elio said with a smile, "The most important thing about studying is a balance between work and rest. To let you relax, I've borrowed a piece of land from the dean so you can grow herbs."
Fifteen minutes later, a class of students, each holding a small bag of seeds, squatted on the ground and dug holes in pain.
Elio, lifted by the wind and floating in mid-air, sat in an elegant posture, encouraging the students. "Plant well, and strive to get your seeds to sprout as soon as possible. Whoever grows the most medicinal herbs will be rewarded with a high-level magic stone."
The good thing is that it is not a punishment but a reward. The students are very motivated and work hard to dig holes and plant grass.
Growing herbs is the goblin's forte.
In less than five minutes, Shu Li used earth magic and wood magic to quickly plant all the seeds in the small bag.
Clapping his hands, he stood up and walked towards Ilio.
"Ilio, there's something I want to tell you."
He felt it necessary to tell Ilio about the necromancers and monsters mentioned by Efit, and asked him to remind Danlov.
Seeing that the little elf looked serious, Ilio reached out and lifted him up by the back of his collar, then floated him to a warehouse near the herb garden.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Shu Li pointed to the back of her collar that was being held up.
Ilio let go, and he landed lightly on the ground. He adjusted his collar and said, "This morning, Efit told me that on his way back to Vanaku, he encountered a necromancer and a monster..."
After Shu Li finished speaking, Ilio stroked his smooth chin and asked, "You said that monster was called Sarn?"
Shu Li nodded: "Yes... Do you know him?"
"I don't know him," Ilio said. "With the King's seal in place, high-level monsters will never leave Hell, unless they, like Ansedram, trick the seal by taking their weakest form."
Shu Li asked in confusion, "Then why does he possess a dark power no less powerful than that of the Demon Lord?"
Ilio said in a deep voice, "Parasite."
Shu Li was stunned. "Parasitic... parasitic?"
Ilio crossed his arms. "Indeed. There's a demon called the Nightmare. It's invisible and formless, and it survives by parasitizing other species. Humans are numerous, have low alertness, strong desires, and are easily invaded. They're the Nightmare's favorite prey."
"Ten thousand years ago, during the War of the Gods, the army of light led by the king drove the monsters back to Hell, but some escaped, such as the Nightmare that inhabits the human body."
Shu Li's eyes widened slightly, and he asked in surprise, "You mean... that guy named Saen is the one who slipped through the net?"
Elio said, "Perhaps more than one."
Shu Li paced back and forth anxiously, feeling that things were becoming increasingly difficult.
A demon king died, and now the necromancer and nightmare have come. There is no peace in the Wobba Canyon anymore.
"What should we do?" Shu Li said worriedly, "They will definitely find out about us."
Being targeted by dark forces is not a good thing, as it will only make future experiences more difficult.
The Necromancer who is close to the level of a god of magic and the Nightmare whose strength is comparable to that of the Demon Lord are not small bosses that the Light Team can deal with.
Seeing the goblin scrambling around in panic, Ilio asked with a mocking smile, "Are you scared already?"
"It's not fear, it's self-awareness." Shu Li glared at him helplessly and told him the truth, "We can't defeat them with our current strength."
Ilio pointed at his chest.
Shu Li was confused.
What does it mean?
Elio narrowed his eyes, floated over to the goblin, pulled him into his arms, and rubbed his head vigorously.
"Little fool."
"Let...let go!" Shu Li struggled with a red face after being suddenly rubbed.
The Elf King, disguised as a human, was still planting herbs outside the warehouse. Ilio didn't dare to go too far and decided to quit while he was ahead.
Shu Li escaped from his clutches, retreated three meters, kept a safe distance, and bared his teeth.
Ignoring the goblin's anger, Ilio said slowly, "It's good to be self-aware, but you must learn to use your own conditions appropriately."
Shu Li was a smart person, so he understood everything immediately. "Can you beat them?"
Could it be that Ilio wants to do two things at once?
Elio's eyebrows shot up, his hands itching to spank the goblin. "What misunderstanding do you have about my abilities?"
Shu Li shrugged and whispered, "Although you are a Mage God and the strongest warrior of the elves, what about the Necromancer and the monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years?"
Even with the combined strength of Farm and the Fire Spirit, it was still difficult for them to defeat the Demon Lord. Besides, Ilio was only five hundred years old. How could he defeat a ten-thousand-year-old monster?
"You should go to the Magic Tower and discuss this with Danlov!" Shu Li said, "If you join forces, your chances of victory will be greater."
Ilio floated in front of Shuri and tapped his head with his fingers. "Have more faith in me."
Shu Li screamed, covered her forehead with her hands, and stared at him stubbornly with her blue-gray eyes.
Ilio took a step back. "Okay, I'll go see Danlov this afternoon."
Only then did Shu Li smile.
A hint of warmth flashed in Ilio's eyes, and when the goblin wasn't paying attention, he reached out and gently pinched his cheek.
"Isn't there still a blade of grass? Let me see it."
Shu Li waved his hand away, took out the medicine box from her storage ring, and handed it over. "This is it."
If Ilio knew the origin of the herbs, he wouldn't have to ask the Elf King specifically.
Elio took the medicine box and immediately sensed a strong odor. Frowning slightly, he slowly opened the lid and saw a bright red herb lying quietly at the bottom. Even after being out of the soil for several days, the herb showed no sign of withering and remained as fresh as new.
"This is..." His eyes were sharp.
Shu Li was delighted. "What is it?"
Elio examined the medicine box for a moment, closed the lid, and answered simply, "I don't know."
Shu Li gritted her teeth, snatched the medicine box from his hand, and stuffed it into her storage ring. "I'll go back to the Elven Kingdom to ask the King tonight."
Ilio didn't care at all about being despised by the goblin.
He could tell this herb had a remarkable origin, but he didn't know its name or purpose. A herb guarded by the Demon Lord must be a product of Hell.
At noon, a group of students who were tired after a morning's sleep rushed into the restaurant. Under the surprised gaze of other magic apprentices, each of them bought twice as much food as usual and devoured it.
After dinner, they left the restaurant like a whirlwind and returned to the dormitory to rest.
There are no classes in the afternoon, so they have plenty of time to adjust.
Although Ilio is strict, he will not let students become too nervous. Only by relaxing them in moderation can they go further.
After taking a nap, Team Light felt full of energy and decided to go to the Adventurer's Guild in the afternoon to see if there were any suitable missions for them.
Having tasted the sweetness of making a lot of money, the goblins were full of fighting spirit and left the magic academy excitedly.
About a thousand meters underground in the Wobba Canyon, three high-ranking wizards belonging to the Magic Association fled in panic, and behind them, followed a black-robed necromancer.
The terrifying and powerful feeling of oppression made the three great wizards' faces pale. Thinking of the tragic deaths of their two companions, they ran even faster.
However, no matter how fast they were, they could not be faster than the Necromancer.
"The game—it's time to end."
The necromancer made a cold sound, raised his magic wand with his hands as dry and cracked as tree bark, and pointed it at the three people fleeing in front of him.
"Leave your souls behind!"
Thick black smoke scurried out like a snake, instantly wrapping around the three great wizards and aggressively drilling into their mouths.
“Ahhhh—”
The Archmage cried out in pain.
Just as the souls of the three people were about to become the "food" of the Necromancer, suddenly, a golden light shot towards the Necromancer.
The necromancer chanted a spell, and a magic shield popped up in front of him, blocking the golden light.
However, the golden light contained the power of thunder, easily penetrating the magic shield and heading straight for the necromancer's eyebrows.
The Necromancer made a quick decision and teleported away.
"Who!" he growled coldly.
"Wow, you're quite skilled, you dodge very quickly!"
As the mocking words fell, a black shadow fell from the sky and appeared in front of the three great wizards. He raised the golden bow in his hand and arrogantly aimed at the necromancer.
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