Chapter 911 Let’s Take a Gamble, Will Gretel Engrave Magic or Divine Magic This Time? (Ten Thousand Rewards Plus 5 Updates)

Elder Tapros smiled and twirled his white beard.

Gee, that's what young people are like, they can't hold their breath and jump when teased. Isn't he just a student? He won't rob... The God of Nature Cult also has strict rules. There are already disciples of the teacher, so he won't rob!

Even if the child's teacher is only an eighth-level priest, and his current level is already lower than the student himself, this is not the reason for him to steal the student!

Of course, appropriate guidance is still available. He is a good young man of the Order of the God of Nature. As the senior legend of the Order, he has unshirkable responsibility!

Elder Tapros sat down comfortably, and the surrounding bushes immediately bent and knotted to create a seat for him. Another bush bent its branches obligingly and offered him a bunch of cranberries...

"Do you want it?"

The elder smiled and pushed the branch towards the Lord of Thunder. Beside the legendary mage, Cerela lowered her head slightly and made a hidden mouth gesture:

Who wants it?

To her surprise, the Lord of Thunder actually thanked him and took off a small branch. The branches continued to turn, and the two archmages each thanked them. After folding a section, Elder Taipros looked at Cerela with a smile:

"How are you, little Silver Dragon? Do you want some?"

"Do you know each other?"

Serila took the branch in a daze. Elder Tapros smiled and pointed, and another bunch of berries popped up on the branches of the bush:

“There are only so many legends in total, who doesn’t know them?”

After speaking, he hooked his finger, the branch trembled slightly, and a berry fell on his palm. The elder casually threw the berries into his mouth and pointed to the hazy green mist in the distance:

"The Order of the God of Nature has been almost fifty years old, and there are no new legends... The elder closest to the legend is already over a hundred years old. We welcome new members with potential..."

Very good, I think Gretel may have reached the legendary school, and now, he is already the third one.

Cerela thought silently.

She moved closer to the old man and picked off a sprig of raspberries to eat. After eating a few pills, he stretched his neck and looked in Gretel’s direction:

"Is he going well? How long will it take? I have never seen so much green mist..."

"Well..." Elder Tapros looked over with her:

"It should be fine, right? The flow of the power of nature is very smooth, with no waves and no violence. Don't worry, little Grete is nature's beloved child, and he will be fine."

Grete had no idea of ​​a "naturally favored child". He just absorbed the power to his heart's content, the power given by the world's will and the power given by nature.

The bones, muscles, breathing, and circulation of the light person composed of the core of meditation are completely connected. Gretel even suspected that he could feel the elasticity of the skin and the temperature of the breath if he pressed the light man;

The meditation world opens greedily, trying desperately to fill it in, but no matter how much it absorbs, it seems like it can never be filled...

"In other words, after level 9 or 10, the meditation world will gradually interact with the real world and embark on the path of materialization... and when materialization reaches the end, it will be the demiplane of the legendary mage..."

After inhaling for an unknown amount of time, Grete's consciousness finally slowly emerged from the chaos. He thought vaguely:

"How much energy must be absorbed to fill this meditation world? I remember that the formula from energy to matter should be E=mc... According to this calculation... If I want to transform real matter in the meditation world, I have to absorb the surrounding energy Let’s do it?”

Thinking of this, the whole person trembled and completely came out of the meditative state. After popping up, I slapped my legs and regretted:

What was I thinking?

Just suck it if you can, and be infused with the will of the world. This kind of opportunity only comes every time you advance. It’s so rare! Normally, I can only rely on meditation to carry such a pitiful little bit...

But there is no use regretting now. Gretel stood on tiptoes and looked around. It's good, it's completely dark now, but I don't know if it's that night or if it's already been a day.

Well, I'm not hungry either. At times like this, the stomach is always not hungry, so it can't be used as a basis for judgment.

He could only concentrate on sensing the situation around him. How much time has passed? How much energy did I absorb, and did I suck the surroundings dry?

Nature responded to him immediately. Oak, beech, holly, oak...all kinds of trees responded to him in their own way, telling him:

It’s quite a long time! Yes - the sun rises and sets, and rises and sets again for such a long time!

We are good!

We are doing very well!

The trees, shrubs, and weeds are all in very good condition, and the animals around are also very energetic!

Grete laughed relaxedly. He lowered his head, opened and closed his fingers, opened them again, and closed them again, and began to check his status:

The five senses are normal, the fingers are flexible, and there are no signs of inhaling too much natural breath, bark growing on the back of the hand, and turning into a tree;

Mind...mind should be normal. There is no problem with emotions and reason. It doesn't look like he is blending into the wilderness or turning into a beast. To verify, maybe we should get a scale? Or, a high-level math question?

Grete subconsciously snapped his fingers, and the light and shadow in front of him intertwined, outlining a math problem he had done before. Very good. I recognize all the formulas and know how to calculate. My thinking is functioning smoothly.

The feeling of being integrated into the world just now should have no sequelae and did not affect his spirit and brain power.

"What is he doing?"

Elder Tapros, who had been waiting for two days, walked out of the tent and looked at the Lord of Thunder in surprise. The Lord of Thunder also walked out of the magic cabin, looking out into the distance with his hands behind his hands. When he heard the elder's question, he glanced at him silently and turned his head:

"It's just mathematics. What magician doesn't know a little bit about mathematics?"

"oh……"

Elder Tapros groaned in pain. Mathematics, mathematics, why would he, a priest who understands and respects nature, plunge into mathematics?

He would rather observe the beauty of a flower blooming, feel the calmness of fallen leaves turning into mud, and watch the thrilling action of animals hunting and escaping, but never - tossing around with these maths!

"Little Gretel's skills are still solid. Otherwise, it would be impossible to learn spell configurations so quickly." The Lord of Thunder looked at the green mist that had subsided, and his tone was inexplicably happy:

"Moreover, he has developed very powerful self-created magic every time he advances. He has been very steady step by step. The future is worth looking forward to."

"You just don't have any self-created magic, right..." Elder Tapros groaned:

"I have advanced so many times, and the priest level has also been raised from level one to level nine. At least, I want to create my own magic!"

"There's nothing we can do about it."

The Lord of Thunder replied leisurely. He went out late at night, and everything from his hair to his clothes was not messy. He casually summoned a round table and dining chairs and sat down calmly.

With another flick, hot coffee, a three-layer white porcelain dessert tower, and a dazzling array of seven or eight kinds of pastries appeared on the table.

The legendary mage even poured an extra cup of coffee, letting the milk foam spread out into the shape of branches and leaves on the surface of the coffee, and pushed it in front of the elder:

"What he usually spends his energy studying, what he uses most easily, and what he relies on when he advances must be that. After all, he advances so quickly, it's impossible for him to be proficient in all spells!"

"Then it doesn't necessarily mean it's magic this time. Maybe, he has reached level nine and feels that divine magic is also important?"

"Do you really believe this?"

"Would you like to bet something?"

Elder Tapros rummaged around on his body, took out a dark old vine bird, and patted it gently on the coffee table. The little bird flapped its wings twice, stared at the Lord of Thunder with its jewel-encrusted eyes, and screamed "chirp".

"Huh, bet? My disciple, how could I not know?"

The Lord of Thunder glanced at the bird on the table. With his eyesight and perception, he could only see a few functions such as increase, decrease, protection, natural breath, and communication.

However, there must be nothing wrong with the natural legend. This little bird swallowed Gretel in its belly to protect it, and it could withstand the storm and fly hundreds of miles away. Shouldn't it be a problem?

The other party was generous, so he couldn't be stingy. The Lord of Thunder grabbed it casually, and a palm-sized cat cub fell out of his palm.

The kitten was silver-white all over, with only two eyes shining brightly, as if countless lightnings were flowing inside. He rolled on the table, sat up, raised his paws to wash his face, and called out "Mimi" twice.

"Lightning spirit?" Elder Tapros rubbed it casually, and the kitten's hair fell in response to his hand, becoming extremely supple:

"I'm so sorry!"

"Haha, why am I reluctant? Anyway, I can't lose the bet..."

The two legends were bickering every word. The two great masters sat respectfully under the teacher, each looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and mouth, pretending to hear nothing.

Serila turned a deaf ear, stretched her neck, and tried to look at the distant mountains:

Why hasn't Gretel finished it yet?

The last time I advanced, it seemed to take three days. How many days will it take this time? Five days? Six days?

What will be the spell engraved with his mental power this time? Teleportation? Ice wall technique? It can't be a big fireball, right?

Gretel didn't choose any of them. After making sure he was fine, he once again worked hard to meditate and connect with the will of the world——

Very good, this time it was connected smoothly, just like "the posture is wrong, I got up and went back to sleep", and I can still continue to have the dream...

Although not very common, it is not that rare either. Otherwise, during the magician's advancement period, one by one, they may starve into mummies.

Not everyone has gifts from the will of the world!

Hmm... This time the gift of the world's will is particularly generous... But what should I choose for the spell to be engraved this time?

Calcium extraction?

It feels like the application field is too narrow, and it’s a pity to waste it here;

Teleportation?

This is something he has studied carefully, but there is nothing original about it. The will of the world will probably look down upon it and will not give any additional bonuses;

Secret eye?

In this aspect, he has some original ideas, such as reducing the size and bringing in his own light source. However, he still feels that it is a pity to use it here...

Got it!

Just choose this one!

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The elder forgot to say this when he appeared last time:

Tapros eye drops, also known as Tafluprostaglandin eye drops, are used to treat glaucoma...