Chapter 590: The Visitor Is Evil
One month later, the time agreed upon by Thor and Noah came.
Noah stood in front of the experimental table with his hands hanging down, looking down at Thor nervously.
Today was the day that Thor planned to send him to the Chaos Realm, and it was also the day when the other party checked his study progress.
Noah has no magic power, and his mental body gradually mutates under the influence of two drugs.
This made it more difficult for him than ordinary people to learn the basics of witchcraft. You can only remember it over and over again.
Fortunately, Noah is very smart and can always quickly understand some complex and profound knowledge and figure out their underlying logic.
Although Thor didn't consider how well Noah could learn the basics when he planned to send him to the Chaos Realm, Noah still hoped that he could perform better.
Let Thor not regret accepting him as his apprentice.
Unfortunately, it is still too difficult for children without plug-ins to overcome their innate physical difficulties.
Although Noah studied basic knowledge day and night with Agu, as of today, a month later, he still only mastered one witchcraft rune.
"Water source?" Thor looked at the runes that took Noah a long time to complete, and raised his head in confusion, "Why don't you choose an attack rune?" "Teacher, you said that the chaotic area I want to go to is a place with a lot of resources
. It's barren, and you may have to walk for several days and you may not see any human habitation. So I think it is more important to create water sources for survival than fighting. As for fighting, I will try to avoid it." Thor did not agree or deny
.
In his opinion, this choice is entirely due to personal character. Some people tend to be conservative, while others like to plunder.
He had no intention of intervening.
Thor lowered his head again and looked at the very standard runes on the table that took Noah a month to draw. "Do your best within your capabilities. Your performance has exceeded my expectations."
He stood up and said, "You have proven yourself and completed the test, but the test in life is still very long. If you don't want to hand in the paper early, you have to continue to work hard in the future." Noah bit his lip
. , the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but raise. His eyes were shining as he watched Sol nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
Sol raised his hand, and the butler handed him the package he had packed in time.
Thor himself tied the package behind Noah.
"The place you are going to is called Chaotic Realm. It is a place with almost no active elemental particles. There you cannot replenish magic power through meditation, nor can you gather magic power with the help of witchcraft arrays. Even if a formal wizard goes there, you can only use the energy already in your body
to Some magic, or using energy items such as magic crystals to perform witchcraft. But such a place may be the only option for survival for you who have a fragile mental body and cannot withstand the magic radiation. Of course, you may also be able to survive there
. Life is very hard, and you may even die after encountering a terrifying monster."
Noah hurriedly puffed up his chest, "Teacher, don't worry, I won't back down!"
Thor smiled, "We have reached this point, even if you want to back down. It's impossible. I will still send you to Chaos Realm, but the method may be slightly different, and the requirements for you will be different!"
He patted the package behind Noah.
"In this backpack are some survival necessities. A dagger and a hidden crossbow specially made for you. There is also a bottle of poison and the corresponding antidote."
Thor took out another necklace.
The pendant of the necklace is a completely black crystal stone with irregular shape.
This is a small space witchcraft prop purchased by Saul from Gagagu.
Cheap and very small interior space, less than one cubic meter.
But at the same time, the advantage is that the energy consumption required for maintenance is also smaller.
The energy storage magic crystal that Thor put in is enough to keep the necklace in the chaos for a year.
"There are some potions, books, and a few magic crystals in here. There is also space for you to store your own items. After you mark it with mental power, you can use it without using magic power." Noah said
seriously Listening to Sol's every instruction, he nodded repeatedly.
"In the beginning, I will try to visit you once a month. Once you can establish a foothold in the Chaotic Realm, I may change it to once a year. After you adapt to the environment there, collect as many local items as possible Sample. Of course, the premise is...survive."
Noah solemnly took the necklace and put it around his neck. He tightened his backpack tighter, as if holding the hope that Thor brought to him.
"Don't worry, mentor, I will definitely try my best to survive and complete the tasks assigned by you."
Thor took Noah to the fourth floor.
This is where he rests, but it is also the floor he visits least.
On the walls of the room on the fourth floor, dense arrays have been engraved.
Some of these magic circles are for protection, some are for isolating sound, and some are for isolating prying eyes and magic power fluctuations.
Relying on these layers of magic circles, Thor turned the fourth floor into a closed space.
And he also plans to make this place his base for traveling to and from the Chaos Realm.
The compass needle rotated wildly, and the two figures suddenly disappeared.
Except for the conscious beings, no one else knew where Thor and Noah had gone.
The old witch came down from the third floor and hurried to the basement level.
"Thor! I've finished -" the old witch's voice stopped suddenly because she found that there was no sign of Thor here.
"Where are the others?" the old witch asked Herman unceremoniously, who was following the experiment.
"The master took Noah out." Herman shrugged.
"Going out?" The old witch frowned in confusion, "I didn't hear that he was going out. Did he just take that brat who was about to die for a walk?"
At this time, the old witch looked exactly like a 16-year-old girl - except for her face.
She exudes a youthful yet mature charm, coupled with her carefree personality, a face like a 90-year-old man, and exaggerated facial features, there is a sense of extreme disharmony everywhere in her body.
In fact, the old witch's physical condition has reached the mature stage of a perfect body.
So she couldn't wait to come to Sol to share the news, and wanted him to remove the last pollution from her body as soon as possible.
The old witch also knew that she was somewhat used by Thor and became his protective umbrella. But at the same time, she also needs Thor to cover his identity.
Now that the perfect body has matured, it can no longer rely on the original witchcraft materials to continue to grow naturally, and can only be improved later.
But enough for the current old witch. She can completely use the talents of this body and her strong mental power to continue exploring the path of advancement.
Rather than having to hold on to that old body like before, he could only wait for death without any hope.
"When will he come back?" the old witch continued to ask.
Agu put down the two beakers in his hands, raised his head and said, "We don't know the master's decision. He may come back soon, or it may take a few days. Sir, do you have any instructions? Maybe I can help." The old witch curled her lips
. , "Can you deal with the source of the pollution?"
Agu spread his hands to express his helplessness.
The old witch said "cut" and ran up the stairs again.
Throughout the whole process, Camus only shrank in the confinement circle and remained silent.
However, as soon as the old witch left, Camus suddenly looked south. After staring closely for a while, he slowly closed his eyes.
At the same time, the old witch who was riding in the wolf carriage and preparing to go out for a walk to see if she could find Thor also raised her head suddenly.
A strong wind suddenly blew up outside the mushroom forest. A large number of mushroom spores were blown towards the wizard tower by the strong wind.
However, the violent hurricane stopped abruptly on Lake Rhine, and the spores fell one after another, spreading out into a gray-white carpet.
The old witch narrowed her eyes instantly, "Is this... trouble coming?"
Calvin, the second chapter has to wait until night again.
(End of chapter)