At the gathering, everyone tacitly didn't mention Miller's matter. They discussed all kinds of exciting things and future plans. Michael wanted to become the strongest alchemist, while Mr. Royce wanted to become the strongest talisman mage. Carl wanted Mina to have some achievements in the field of spirit herbs, and Nina hoped to be a stronger beast tamer.
The barbecue party lasted until late at night, and the few drank until they were staggering.
In the following days, everyone tacitly strengthened their training. Michael kept bringing new alchemy materials into the alchemy room to develop new alchemy formulas. After these few days, although he did not refine any stronger potions, he also refined a lot of strengthening materials.
Michael distributed these materials to his teammates and strengthened their staffs and robes.
Mr. Royce drew all kinds of portable charms day after day, looking for ways to make them stronger. Carl and Nina were also guarding their respective fields, carefully caring for the spiritual plants and pets, providing Michael with an endless stream of alchemy materials.
Under Nina's training, the spirit rabbits now had a certain degree of defense ability and were more than enough to guard the house or be bodyguards for ordinary people.
They began to understand simple commands and had the strength of a beginner apprentice. They could repel small low-level magic beasts that often appeared near ordinary people.
Nina planned to breed another batch and sell them at the market to exchange for some gold coins.
Deep in the Dark Forest.
"Ha... Damn it." Miller leaned against a tree in the depths of the Dark Forest and panted heavily. "It's all that damn Michael's fault that I'm like this now. Why did he meddle in other people's business that day?"
Miller had just summoned a simple mirror with his magic power. Through the mirror, he saw that the face he had always been proud of had been completely destroyed.
That face was exactly the same as his dead brother's.
Miller could still remember that distant night. That day, he had just entered Derek Academy with his brother and was happily looking around at the new scenery.
Then, he met the villain at that time. Miller, who had been very kind then, had not greeted the other party. This offended them and they wanted to kill him.
That was because Derek Academy did not have any restrictions on the internal strife between the mages in the academy. Therefore, under the attack of that high-level apprentice that day, Miller, who was still a low-level apprentice, could only watch helplessly as his brother was beaten to death by the other party's magic power. As for the others present, no matter how much Miller begged for help, they did not lend him a helping hand.
That night, Miller lost his only family in this world, as well as everything related to his brother.
It was also that night that he became no longer kind. He began to become stronger and began wantonly bullying and suppressing others. Soon, he became a beginner mage through his own efforts.
After that, the first thing he did was to kill that scoundrel.
But nothing could come back. From then on, Miller gradually degenerated and took over the original villain, becoming the new bad guy. He had humiliated the apprentices of Derek Academy.
When he first started bullying others, Miller still felt sorry for them.
However, as time passed, that little bit of guilt was quickly blown away by the wind.
He thought that as long as he became stronger, no one would dare to bully him.
Until now, he had even lost his face like his brother.
The dark magic spirit seemed to be tired of staying in his stomach. It went into his blood vessels and wandered around.
The clear pain coming from his entire body and his empty abdomen reminded Miller of something. He had nothing now.
Miller didn't even have the right to die because the black magic spirit in his body didn't want him to die, so no matter what he did, the black magic spirit would keep him alive.
But at the same time, the spirit would punish Miller for his disobedience.
Miller once again tried to stab his heart with the dagger, but his hand was controlled by the black magic spirit halfway. The knife fell to the ground, and a huge pain swept through his entire body. Miller was in so much pain that he curled up into a ball and couldn't even make a sound.
Not far away, a demon rabbit jumped over and passed by Miller.
The black magic spirit in Miller's body seemed to be attracted. Miller rushed forward and grabbed the rabbit.
When the demon rabbit grabbed Miller's hand, the black magic spirit inside Miller's body extended its feelers and stabbed into the demon rabbit's body. The demon rabbit quickly struggled, and the dark color on its body disappeared.
Was this purification? Miller looked at the rabbit's transformation in shock and felt that it was somewhat impossible. How could dark magic have purification power?
As expected, when the dark patterns on the demon rabbit's body faded, the rabbit's movements gradually weakened. Miller could feel that the rabbit in his hand was getting lighter and lighter. Soon, it had become a piece of light rabbit skin.
When the magic rabbit was completely dead, the spirit was also satisfied. Miller didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like the spirit was smiling in satisfaction.
When the black magic spirit once again curled up in Miller's blood vessels, Miller felt the surging black magical power. He seemed to have become much more potent in an instant.
So that was how it was. The black magic spirit had been devouring and absorbing the magical power of the magic beast.
Miller could feel the surging magic power in his body, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
No wonder those black mages liked to create magic beasts. It was so easy to obtain magic power from magic beasts. Orthodox mages did not accept this method of becoming stronger, not to mention it would also cause damage to the body.
However, for Miller now, there was nothing unacceptable about it.
Anyway, his body had already become an empty shell inhabited by the black magic spirit, and he was destined to be unacceptable to the mages. It was better to use this method to become stronger.
This way, he might have a chance to find Michael and take revenge. With this thought in mind, Miller began to search for small magic beasts in the Dark Forest, letting the black magic spirits absorb their mana to increase his own.
Castle Z.
After this period of practice, the strength of the members of the Z Mage team greatly improved. Michael took out the quest book. So far, they had only completed the first quest. It was time for the second mission, to capture the Silent Bird.
The spirit stones for the magic robe rewarded by this mission could increase the defensive power of the robe, which was exactly what Michael and the others needed. Moreover, these silent birds were not in very deep places. In addition, their strength had already increased. It was safer to do this mission now. Michael chose to tell everyone about this plan during breakfast. The few of them discussed with each other for a while and finally decided on a detailed plan to capture the Silent Bird.