Taylor stood outside the range of his teacher's wizard tower and input a trace of his mental power into the external barrier of the wizard tower. Now he is a first-level wizard, and he has to follow procedures and etiquette to visit his teacher.

Not long after, a familiar figure of Taylor walked out of the gate below the wizard tower. It was his teacher's butler.

The butler opened the outer barrier of the wizard tower, bowed to Taylor, and said respectfully.

"Welcome back, Master Taylor. The master is very happy to hear that you are back."

"I also miss my teacher, and you, butler."

Taylor smiled and nodded, then, under the guidance of the butler, he found his teacher, Crete.

Arriving at the third floor of the wizard tower, Taylor looked at his teacher, who was wearing a white robe with a gentle smile on his face. There were two cups of hot light blue drinks on the coffee table in front of the teacher, which were obviously placed specially for him.

"Come on, sit down."

Crete waved to Taylor, motioning him to sit opposite him.

After Taylor sat down, Crete asked first.

"Ever since you became a first-level wizard, you haven't left the house. I thought you had forgotten about me, your teacher."

Taylor, who was sitting opposite Crete, scratched his head and said, "How could this happen? I've been studying puppetry recently, as well as issues related to my own bloodline. I've been so busy that I've forgotten the time."

Crete just said this casually. As Taylor was his first apprentice and also the one with the highest achievements, he naturally would not blame him for anything. He waved his hand and said.

"You are a bloodline wizard. You have to discover things about your bloodline by yourself. The think tank also has the corresponding knowledge. As for puppet construction, I have almost nothing to teach you. If you encounter any difficulties or problems, you can come to me."

Having said that, Crete looked at the young Taylor and suddenly thought of something, then said with a smile on his face.

"In a while, a new group of apprentices will come to our White Tower Alliance. By then, you should find an apprentice for yourself."

Is it time for new apprentices to come again? Crite's words made Taylor a little stunned, as if it was only yesterday that he was protecting those apprentices, but in the blink of an eye, a new batch of apprentices was about to come here again.

“Time flies by so fast.”

Putting the cup in his hand on the table in front of him, Taylor sighed and looked at his own expression which seemed to be gloating. He didn't feel that he had caused his teacher much trouble at that time.

"Must every wizard find an apprentice?"

Looking at Taylor's hopeless expression, Crete laughed and said.

"That's a must. You know how much we in the White Tower Alliance value the cultivation of the next generation. Every wizard must have his own apprentice. This is not only about passing on our knowledge to the next generation, but also about giving these outstanding seedlings better development opportunities and training."

"In other aspects, the White Tower Alliance will not force us to do anything, including the exchange of our own knowledge and the exchange of materials. Even if you bypass the think tank, the White Tower Alliance will not interfere too much. If you can conquer a plane, the White Tower Alliance will not say anything. But the only aspect that is very strict is the training of the next generation."

Crete spread his hands. In fact, he thought that such a hard and fast rule was quite good. After all, he and his student Taylor were also under the protection of this rule and led by a powerful wizard step by step to where they are today.

"You know the principle between wizards is equal exchange, and the equal exchange between us is passed down from generation to generation. My teacher's dedication to me represents my dedication to you and your dedication to your apprentice. It is passed down from generation to generation."

Krete looked at the speechless Taylor, glanced at him, and said, "Why else did I personally guide you, give you special training, provide you with good resources, and take you to participate in the plane war? That's how my teacher brought me here."

"I'm not running a charity. I'm so nice to you because my teacher was so nice to me."

Although these words were somewhat realistic, they gave Taylor a little more enlightenment. He also understood why his teacher was so good to him. At the same time, he thought of another question.

"Recruiting apprentices depends on talent. I recruited you as my apprentice because your talent was strong enough. I will only consider it if there is someone with similar talent later."

Having said that, Crete is unwilling to recruit a second apprentice. It is too troublesome and too much work. Except for some wizards who like to teach apprentices with special hobbies, most wizards will choose not to recruit apprentices after completing the White Tower Alliance's indicator requirements and cultivating excellent next generation apprentices, no matter how excellent they are.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm just reminding you that it's only a matter of time before you recruit an apprentice. I suggest you choose a good one. Otherwise, it's completely meaningless to invest resources in teaching a fool who can't even learn a thing. "

Crete spoke to end the topic, then he took out a special crystal. After the magic power poured into it, the crystal emitted light and projected a special plane structure.

"This is…………"

Taylor's eyes flashed as he discovered that the structure of this plane was extremely strange. The whole thing was a huge sphere, with the widest area in the middle. There was a layer of space emitting white light above and a layer of space emitting darkness below.

This seems to be a folded plane mentioned in a book. It is a relatively rare plane that can be divided into three layers.

This is a rare thing. In addition to the special plane where self-will is born, the egg-laying plane where special life is nurtured, and the strange planes of heaven, hell, abyss, etc., this folded plane can be said to be comparable to the rare things in the elements.

Seeing Taylor's expression as if he had seen a rare treasure, Crete nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his apprentice was a connoisseur of valuables.

"Yes, it is just as you think. This plane is indeed a folded plane, but it is a folded plane that was created, and the internal situation is quite complicated. The wizards have been eyeing it for a long time."

"The wizards have been eyeing this for a long time, why don't they just attack it?"

Looking at Taylor's somewhat confused expression, Crete explained with a smile.

"There are strong people inside, not natives... Speaking of this, let me first explain to you what kind of existence we wizards are in the infinite plane. What you have received during your apprenticeship are all positive renderings, and what I want to talk about is something very realistic."

"Wizard civilization is a very famous civilization in the infinite planes. It is well-known in the infinite planes for its special aggressiveness. The actual number of white wizards in our White Tower Alliance is still an unsolved mystery. Not all wizards like to build their wizard towers in the territory of the White Tower Alliance. Some are stationed in some planes, and some are built in other places."

"Because our wizards' need for knowledge and curiosity about new things have also led us to have conflicts with many forces, such as the light gods in heaven, that is, the winged birdmen, the chaotic and violent abyss demons in the abyss, the cunning devils in hell, and the pantheons composed of elemental gods born in some special environments, etc."

"When you were my apprentice, you saw me using angel feathers and other fluffy structures, as well as abyssal iron from the abyss, hell bricks made from hellfire, and so on. These were all resources seized from our battles with heaven, abyss, and hell."

Listening to Crete's story, Taylor was extremely surprised. He didn't expect the wizards to be so brave that they would go to war with three parties at the same time, or even more parties. Crete noticed Taylor's expression and continued to explain.

“Although we are at war with those forces, in fact, the only ones who can truly rival our wizard civilization are Heaven, Abyss and Hell. Hell can actually be considered a neutral force, and we even have some cooperation with Hell.

Just like what you have seen in the book, the devils in hell are pursuing various high-quality souls. They have now changed their jobs and become a kind of business association. As long as you can afford the soul, the devils can even capture the deepest, most cunning, and most violent demons in the abyss. "

"If you have time, you can go to the think tank. There is a method to summon devils there. Summon those devil merchants and pay attention to the traps and loopholes in their contracts. If a deal is reached, the devils will give you what you want."

Speaking of the devil, a strange expression appeared on Crete's face, as if the devil brought him some extremely strange, but special situation that could achieve his goal. He looked at Taylor and instructed.

"If you want to summon demons, it's best to do it in our White Tower Alliance. There is a magic circle here that naturally restrains all non-human creatures and can suppress these demons to the lowest level in terms of size and strength. Another thing is that demons are born to be aggressive. You have to beat them hard and don't treat them as normal lives. Only when you beat them into submission and give them a good beating will they be obedient."

Ah this……

Taylor never expected that in the eyes of wizards, the devils have slowly transformed from evil creatures that suck souls into profiteers who deserve to be beaten and kicked? "Due to the special nature of the abyss, although those demons are extremely twisted, they don't recognize their relatives, they kill each other, and they are extremely chaotic. They have left a deep reputation among various forces and have become enemies, but they cannot be wiped out, and they are like weeds that cannot be completely killed."

(End of this chapter)