"There is no need to rush into the matter of blood transplantation for the time being. We can wait until we are promoted to a formal wizard, and then look for a suitable bloodline."
Standing there, Athir thought silently: "The most important thing now is to be promoted to a formal wizard."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at his attribute panel.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 13.6. Agility: 14.1. Constitution: 14.1. Spirit: 8.6."
In an instant, the familiar property panel appeared before my eyes.
After several months of meditation, and after swallowing the last Jinnain leaf in his hand, Athir's attributes have reached this level, which is considered very good even among the third-class apprentices.
"The chip simulates the basic conditions required to become a formal wizard."
Looking at his body panel, Athir stood in place and gave instructions to the chip in his mind.
"Task one is established... database comparison begins..." In an instant, the mechanical voice in my mind sounded again.
"The mission is over... Expected promotion conditions: mental strength reaches 10 or above, first-level spell template..."
"You need to have a mental strength of at least 10."
Standing there, listening to the prompts from the chip in his mind, Athir's face was calm, and he whispered to himself: "It seems that it is time to leave."
At Athir's current level, the training effect of basic meditation has become very weak. If he wants to reach the standard of being promoted to a formal wizard through meditation, according to Athir's current progress, it will probably take at least two more years.
"Although I can definitely afford to wait for more than two years, in order to maximize my chances of promotion, I still have to do it as soon as possible."
Looking at Sidru training on the training ground in the distance, this thought flashed through Atier's mind.
The promotion to a formal wizard is a huge hurdle for wizards, and no apprentice dares to say that he can definitely cross it.
Although Athir has fourth-class qualifications and is said to have a 50% chance of being promoted with sufficient resources, he still has to be as prepared as possible to ensure everything goes well.
"It's time to leave."
After silently glancing around, Atier's face remained calm as he thought so in his heart.
After a while, he turned and left, walking in another direction.
A few days later.
On the avenue outside Kuma City, Athir's figure appeared quietly.
He was wearing a black robe, with a sword on his waist, and his long black hair was hanging down. He looked quietly in front of him.
In front of him, a group of people stood there silently, and the leader among them was Duke Arieu.
A few days ago, after Athir made up his mind, he said goodbye to Duke Arieu and others, telling them that he was going to leave and return to the southern continent.
Although Duke Arieu and others were surprised by this decision, they did not think too much about it.
As a wizard, except for a very few people, few people can endure the harsh environment of the Barr Islands. For a genius apprentice like Athir who has reached the third level at a young age, it is normal to leave here, and it is not strange.
"Athir, don't you need me to send someone to take you out?"
Walking to the road outside Kuma City, Duke Arie spoke while looking at Athir standing aside.
"No need." Looking at the people in front of him, Athir shook his head: "After all, I am a wizard, and I can travel much faster than ordinary people. If I bring guards with me, it will only take longer to travel."
After hearing this, Duke Arieux hesitated for a moment and nodded, but did not continue to persuade him.
After walking for a while, we slowly came to an intersection ahead.
Several different paths point in different directions, heading towards unknown directions.
"Okay, let's stop here."
Having reached here, Athir stopped.
He held the horse in his hand, turned slightly, and looked behind him.
In the crowd at the back, Elhua's figure was vaguely visible. He was standing behind Duke Arieu and seemed very taciturn all the way.
He was wearing a light blue sleeved shirt and his hair was combed neatly, looking very serious. He was following Duke Arieu with his head down.
Compared to before, his broken arm has fully recovered, and after the transplant of the Silver Behemoth's bloodline, his previous hidden injuries and his body that had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex in the past have also fully recovered, becoming stronger than a normal person.
After experiencing great ups and downs, his behavior began to restrain itself. Although he still liked pleasure, at least he was not as obsessed with it as he was in the past.
But for him, this is enough.
After the blood transplant, the vitality of Duke Arieu and Sidru increased to a certain extent, and under normal circumstances, they would have no problem living for another forty or fifty years.
Because of the relationship with Athir, they will all take care of Elhua to a certain extent, enough for him to live a carefree life.
As for other things, Athir also did a lot during this period of time.
He gave part of the Di'er Breathing Method that he had summarized to Sidru, and left some bloodthirsty potions, which, if used properly, would be enough to quickly train a group of knights.
Considering the scarcity of resources in the Bal Islands, if any descendants of the Fakus family have wizard qualifications, they will need to go to other academies to study. Therefore, he left a certain amount of magic stones, which can enrich the Fakus family and prevent future members from having to worry about a few magic stones during the apprenticeship stage like he did back then.
After doing all this, his purpose of returning to the Bal Islands this time was achieved.
A while passed in the same place.
After greeting the people behind him one by one, Atier mounted his horse and walked quickly towards a path.
It was early morning, the sun was bright in the sky, and the sunlight was shining everywhere.
Athir rode on the road until noon when he stopped.
He silently dismounted, took the few pieces of luggage on the horse, then looked directly at the horse in front of him, and a ray of mental power stretched out.
Wow! !
All around, the sound of horses came from my ears.
After being stimulated by Athir's powerful mental power, the horse in front of him seemed to be frightened and ran forward quickly, soon disappearing from Athir's sight.
After doing all this, Athir's expression remained unchanged. He silently took the luggage in his hand and walked quickly into the distance.
Although it is difficult to walk in the primitive mountains, it is not a big problem for Athir.
After searching around casually for a while, he found a cave.
As you walked in, a cold atmosphere and a foul smell filled the air.
Feeling all this, Athir remained calm and walked quietly into the cave.
After a rough check and confirming that there was no danger, Athir closed his eyes silently, and a wisp of mental power silently triggered the mark in the dark.
At this moment, deep in Athir's soul, as if being pulled by mental power, a world coordinate suddenly burst into huge light.
In the light, a huge door to the world slowly condensed, and as the light spread, it slowly opened.
The next moment, Athir was covered with a layer of light and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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Huahuahua···
The sound of flowing streams continued to echo around.
Beside a small river, there is a village that looks completely abandoned.
The village looked in a mess, with houses collapsed all around, as if it had been demolished. It looked extremely shabby.
In the ruins, one could occasionally see a little bit of dried crimson blood, which was scattered on the ground in large pieces, and looked as good as new.
In the ruins of this village, a figure was constantly walking around, occasionally opening a house that was still intact and entering to search.
It was a girl in gray clothes with long braids on her head, constantly walking around.
She had an ordinary look, with some black and red bumps on her face. She was holding a large bag in her hands, as if she was collecting something.
"It's getting dark, we have to leave as soon as possible."
The girl casually stuffed a dusty tablecloth into the bag in her left hand, looked at the sky, muttered to herself, and couldn't help but quicken her pace.
She walked quickly outside, her footsteps were very low, as if she was afraid of being discovered.
He didn't stop until he reached the fence outside the village.
Because on the tall fence outside the village, there was a black crow standing there quietly, a pair of scarlet eyes looking at the girl.
Half of the crow's body had rotted away, and it had a foul odor. Its pair of scarlet eyes were like the eyes of death, with an extremely cold gaze.
Being stared at by these eyes, the girl in gray felt cold all over and a little cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
"Damn it, didn't they say there were no corrupted crows in this area?" At this moment, fear filled her heart and this thought flashed through her mind.
She squatted there quietly for a while, but the corrosive crow in front of her did not move. It just stared at the girl with its pair of scarlet eyes.
"Fortunately, I came out wearing a gray coat. As long as I don't walk out on my own initiative, it won't attack me."
Seeing the Corrosive Crow in front of her not moving but just staring at her, the girl suddenly felt relieved. Then she stood firmly in place, not daring to move.
She didn't dare to provoke the corrosive crow in front of her. Past experience told her that once she started to move, the corrosive crow would pounce on her and eat her heart alive.
But it is also not advisable to stay like this blindly.
It was almost dark. If we didn't leave soon, all kinds of scary creatures would probably come out at night.
Especially in the area where she is, because it has been ravaged by strange things in the past, strange things are likely to happen at night.
(End of this chapter)