Nanting opened her eyes.

Last night, she had a strange dream.

In the dream, the Dark God hung his wings, wrapping her falling into the abyss roses. He stared at her almost seriously, and forced her to look directly into his eyes when he was moving.

"Why?" Nanting glanced at him. The blush at the end of Fanes' eyes and sweat beads on his forehead made the beautiful face as beautiful as a god a little more humane. His long hair fell on her white collarbone, whisking with a very rhythmic sense. But the pair of red eyes were still staring at her without blinking.

Nanting lowered her eyes, turned her head slightly, but her lower jaw was straightened by Fanes again. Her physical strength was a little too strong and she begged for mercy in a low voice.

Fanes chuckled and rubbed the ends of her hair, his voice as low as the night sky: "Look at me."

Nanting stared at him in accusation.

"Remember me." He covered his body and kissed the end of her eyes lightly.

Nanting wakes up in hallucinated pain and pleasure.

The dream last night was still in memory. Such a dream is a normal biological/physical phenomenon for humans, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about. But when she thought that the other party was the god she believed in, she prayed to him last night, Nanting felt a subtle sense of despicability in her heart, and she felt more and more embarrassed because of this.

After finally recovering from calmness, she began to analyze the meaning of that dream.

Does the Dark God let her remember Him mean that He is in danger? Also, the current God of Light has been recognized by the will of the world, and it should be stronger than the Dark God.

Thinking of this, Nanting immediately got up from the bed, determined to collect the fragments of the "Scepter of the Moon" as soon as possible to help her god.

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"Have you heard of it?" A young man in a magic robe lowered his voice. "His Excellency Clarence's Mage Tower is recruiting apprentices again."

"Didn't a group recruit just last month?" someone next to him answered.

"Yes, in the eyes of the great wizard like Lord Clarence, the apprentice is probably just a consumable! But there are still people who have passed by for the promised rewards and opportunities. Tsk, maybe you have a life or not..."

"Hey, if it weren't for the desperate situation, who would..."

Nanting lowered the brim of the pointed hat, covering his slightly pointed ears, and passed through the crowd expressionlessly.

This morning, she learned some inside story from the waiter - of course, inevitably summoned the succubus and used some spiritual means.

Nanting left some gold coins and magic props as compensation and erased his memories of the past two days.

Then, she came to Clarence's Mage Tower and directly took an registration form: "I want to register."

Someone next to him advised: "His Excellency Nava and His Excellency Steine ​​are also recruiting apprentices. You, why don't you..."

"Thank you." Nanting looked back and smiled, "I don't have a high magical talent, but I want to stay here. Isn't there really no way?"

The passerby shook his head, sighed softly, and stopped talking.

The recruitment of apprentices follows the principle of voluntary responsibilities, but once an unequal contract is established, it is equivalent to becoming the possession of the wizard and there is no more personal freedom.

However, other mages at most neglected apprentices and were too lazy to teach knowledge, but they rarely used apprentices to experiment like Clarence.

This is because Clarence is a gloomy and perverted necromancer, and a crazy potionist who is passionate about studying the effects of potions.

——The waiter had previously drank Clarence's potion, but he had lost his magic power, which was already a blessing in disgrace. In fact, there were many apprentices who mutated or even died because of the potion.

After signing the name on the contract and pressing the fingerprint, Nanting keenly noticed that dense mesh mental power was entangled with her soul, which made her feel a little chilled.

But when she thought that the Dark God was still fighting in the distant sea of ​​stars, she immediately mustered up the courage again and stepped into Clarence's mage tower calmly and rationally.

The mage's tower was cold and dark, and there was no sunlight. The cold magic runes on the wall emitted a faint fluorescent light. A pale-faced boy received her. Nanting wanted to get close to it and learn more about the situation in the tower, but found that the boy's walking posture was a little stiff and his tone of speech did not fluctuate.

When I saw his loose lace cuffs, his fingers that were not covered by his loose lace cuffs - they turned out to be the doll's joints.

The doll turned his eyes made of sapphire and glanced at the entrance of the basement: "Your Excellency is... here."

Nanting nodded and stepped straight into the darkness.

Nanting, who had learned some soul-type magic, felt keenly that there were resentful spirits entangled here. And in the dark cages on both sides, unknown monsters or human apprentices were imprisoned.

At the end of the corridor was a tall man. He was wearing a wide mage robe, and there were traces of magic potions burning on his bald head, forming some obscure symbol.

Clarence turned around, raised his left hand that had two Misinian Yizhi fingers, pressed the pop-up magic eyeballs back, and grinned and smiled slowly: "... Very good, this time the 'cargo' is very fresh."

Of course, Nanting would not be irritated by the villain's words. She lowered her eyelashes and said expressionlessly: "Your Excellency, is there anything I can help with?"

Clarence's eyes rolled up and down, as if she could see her graceful bones through Nanting's skin and flesh.

A strange and gentle smile appeared on the corner of the Great Master's lips: "I originally wanted you to help take care of these 'monsters' and 'feed' them regularly. But now, I have changed my mind."

Nanting: "?"

"A half-elves with beautiful bones like you should become my collection in the precious attic." Clarence turned around, "I will continue to study and let Vinay take you up first."

"Vinai" is the name of the doll who just greeted Nanting. The latter was bowing to her gracefully and pushing open the bedroom door for her.

To Nanting's surprise, this bedroom seemed to be a normal place to live. She thanked Vinay.

All day and night, except for the dolls who brought some water and food, there was nothing happening there.

Although he made some arrangements in the room, Nanting decided to take the risk and take the initiative.

——Worried about the Dark God, she didn't spend any time.

But as soon as she made this decision, the bedroom door was pushed open with a "creak".

The crazy mage held giant pliers and screws in his hand, and the candlelight in the room outlined a huge and terrifying black shadow behind him.

Clarence was almost obsessed with staring at the bones under Nanting's beautiful skin, and the corners of his lips raised high: "Come on...my beauty..."

Nanting snapped his fingers.

With a "bang", a basin of water fell from the door, smashing Clarence into a chicken that fell into a soup.

Nanting seized the opportunity and threw a freezing spell, and the surface of the great mage's body was covered with thick frost.

Clarence snorted lightly, and he used the power of his flesh and body to break free from the ice!

"I have already made magical transformations to my body..." Clarence's face turned distorted, "If it's just elemental magic, it can't cause any harm to me."

"Sorry," Nanting's slight slid his eye feathers and smiled innocently, "I added something to that basin of water."

As she finished speaking, the herbs mixed in the water took effect at low temperatures, numbing Clarence's limbs. The tall mage lay on the ground like a bear.

Nanting did not hesitate and directly cut a wind blade toward Clarence's back neck!

"clang--"

With a crisp sound, it was not Clarence's throat, but the fingers made of doll metal!

The doll named "Vinai" stood in the shadows, with a thin body and a voice that was not fluctuating: "You can't, kill, my master."

"No killing," Nanting responded, "I'm just here to find something."

"Is that true?" The doll raised his hand and unscrewed his head, pulling out half of the scepter entangled with light and darkness from his spine.

It is a fragment of the "Scepter of the Moon"!

Instead of approaching rashly, Nanting asked cautiously: "Would you like to give it to me?"

The doll nodded: "Master, I want to obtain knowledge from it, but this knowledge has changed..."

He handed half of the scepter to Nanting, knelt beside Clarence, and slowly twisted his head on.

Losing the support of his spine, his back bent in a strange posture and his head was pressed to the ground.

Nanting quickly put away the fragments of the "Scepter of the Moon" and looked at the doll: "Do you still have any wishes?"

"You'd better go quickly." The doll said depressedly, "After the 'spine' is removed, the self-explosion program in my body will start."

"Do you need me to count the countdown for you?" The doll turned half of her face on the ground, and a gloomy and playful smile came out.

Nanting: "…"

The dangerous warning sounded deep in her soul. She did not talk nonsense and broke out from the window behind her!

Behind her, a loud noise and flames gushed out, and the dark black mage tower broke in the waist and fell into the night.

The City of Mages immediately became turbulent. Several great mages took action together to prevent the explosion/explosion from destroying more buildings - as for Clarence's Mage Tower, let it go, it is not their property anyway.

Before Nanting fell to the ground, a black dragon flew out of the shadow and steadily caught her!

Countless magic beams and forbidden spells lit up behind him, but they failed to catch up with the speed of the black dragon running away. Soon, two figures, one big and one small, disappeared into the night with the shining stars.

"Where are you going next?" On the white clouds, the moonlight was as gentle as water, and the tone of the black dragon became softer.

"This place... may be a little troublesome." Nanting's expression was a little subtle.

The place she is going to is the Kingdom of Light.

In the book, the shattered scepter can only be recast in the "sun" of the Kingdom of Light.

Nanting told Heilong the truth about the situation.

The black dragon was amused: "I like challenges!"

As the words fell, it climbed straight upwards, throwing the entire earth behind it.

Above the sky.

The two angels holding shields and long guns in hand. They were chatting about the recent gossips of the Kingdom of God.

"The God of Light has only appeared once, and I don't know where I went again... I really want to pay homage to His glory again..." Tian said in a worshipful tone.
To be continued...