After the Age of Merlin, humans and demons formed a contract, and the sacrifices were no longer blood, corpses, and souls, but things that were insignificant in the eyes of humans.

For example...persistence, love, justice, greed, anger...

In the eyes of humans, these things are simply ethereal and insubstantial things, but in the eyes of demons, they are items that can be traded.

Those who have had their anger taken away will never have anger again in this life.

People who have had their justice taken away are destined not to know what justice is in this life and can easily go astray.

This is the magic of magic.

Therefore, ordinary people make contracts with demons, and most of the sacrifices offered are greed, anger, arrogance, gluttony...

That's right, these are the seven deadly sins possessed by human beings. In the eyes of human beings, the seven deadly sins are the passport to human depravity, and they will not feel bad even if they are taken away.

Precisely because the object of sacrifice was only a certain item on the human body, the reward obtained changed from the monstrous power to a magic seed.

The magician lost the huge power at his fingertips and gained this power through a long period of hard training.

There must be gains and losses, and the world is fair.

Knowing that Zhuang Mingge might have sacrificed his own memory, You Xia said it was difficult to understand, "Why, why would he sacrifice his own memory? This is your memory!"

Zhuang Mingge naturally has no memory of sacrificing himself. The question is, otherwise, how could he explain the source of the magical seeds in his body.

"Memory is just memory after all. If I lose my memory, I am still me. But if I lose my greed, anger, and arrogance... I am not me, but a mutilated person. It is precisely because of arrogance and humility, anger and calmness that I

I am a complete person. Even if I lose my memory, I can still create new memories. Yesterday and today, I have created new memories. I am still a complete person, the complete me!"

Zhuang Mingge snickered. These few words were just a pretense. It didn't hurt to speak while standing. He hadn't lost his memory, so naturally he could speak so beautifully.

"But...but..."

You Xia was shaken violently. He felt that what Zhuang Mingge said was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel confused and frowned rarely.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. This is just my own choice. It doesn't count. Among many magicians, I am the only one who chooses to sacrifice my memory. Maybe I am a different person."

Zhuang Mingge waved his hands and said with a carefree smile.

Youxia nodded and finally accepted his explanation, but she was still a little confused in her heart.

After the seven deadly sins were sacrificed, would humanity be disabled?

…

As soon as today's tutoring was over, You Xia left in a hurry. Zhuang Mingge stretched himself. For him, these days of tutoring were like opening a magical door, and the colorful magical world behind the door.

Astonished him.

He had never seen such a gorgeous world before, which made Zhuang Mingge greedily absorb everything here.

But then again, what a stupid woman she is, to be so entangled in a few words of her own.

But the surname Hams is probably the Hams of my grandfather’s friend.

Thinking back on it, the same name is Hams, and he is also from the magical world... this should be the right one.

The only regret is that in the eyes of others, I am not Zhuang Mingge, but Barrett, not Zhuang Bei's grandson. The notes are also lost and there is no way to return them to their original owners.

This made Zhuang Mingge somewhat regretful, and also felt a little guilty towards his grandfather Zhuang Bei.

Zhuang Mingge usually eats lunch in the lobby of the dormitory. Of course, there are some restaurants outside, and the taste is more than ten times better than in the dormitory. However, those delicacies require credits. Zhuang Mingge is short of credits, so naturally he will not go out to enjoy it.

Lunch time is from 12 to 12:30 noon. After tutoring, Zhuang Mingge left the teaching building and waited for the bus at a nearby bus stop.

Not long after, the bus arrived, and out of the bus came several men and women wearing black robes that were completely different from the white robes of the first graders. They also wore a badge of swords and thorns on their chests.

"Excuse me, this is Yi Barrett, the new student, right?"

As soon as Zhuang Mingge was about to get in the car, these people stopped him. The leader was a silver-haired man with an arrogant face, staring at Zhuang Mingge with disdain.

"It's me, may I ask who you are..."

"We are members of the executive committee of the student union." The silver-haired man pointed to the badge on his chest and said without doubt: "Barrett, a new student, we received a report a few days ago that you had a public conflict with the third-year student Laika in the leisure area.

, and engaged in a magic duel, which violated the school rules of Saint Laurent Private Academy. We now need you to go back with us to investigate."

Standing next to the silver-haired man, a girl with some freckles on her face suddenly chanted a few magic sounds, pointed forward, and a powerful impact burst out from her fingertips. Zhuang Mingge was hit almost instantly

Flying out, his internal organs felt as if someone had reached in and squeezed them hard, almost suffocating from the pain.

The moment he landed, he was completely unconscious.

When the silver-haired man saw Zhuang Mingge who was knocked unconscious, he became furious and roared loudly at his companions, "Why do you do it, Eunice!!!"

The girl with freckles curled her lips in displeasure and said, "He's just a Chinese-Western hybrid who can't make a contract. There's nothing to worry about."

"Damn it, this is not the president's request!"

"Then blame him for his incompetence. He can't even control a Chinese-Western hybrid." Not to be outdone, Eunice glared at the silver-haired man, turned around and left.

"Damn bastard!" The silver-haired man looked at the leaving woman with disdain and waved his hands to the others in disgust, "Take him back!"

Several other men quickly picked up the unconscious Zhuang Mingge and walked away quickly.

…

After being unconscious for an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Mingge finally woke up and found himself lying on the table. The empty room was only a dozen square meters, and there was nothing else except the table in front of him and the chair under his butt.

Soon he remembered the situation before he fell into coma, and his scattered eyes came together.

Shock! The woman who sneak-attacked me used shock.

One of the most basic applications of mystical magic, and is ranked as the most basic magic along with fire magic.

Simple and practical.

After these days of tutoring from You Xia, Zhuang Mingge understood a lot of magic knowledge, including elements, alchemy, summoning, sealing, and mystery. There are many basic magics in the five courses, which are the simplest and most practical.

For example, the basic magic in elemental magic includes fire spell, water pattern spell, amplification spell...

The most basic magic of alchemical magic is equivalent exchange.

The most basic magic of summoning magic is to summon slimes.

The most basic element of sealing magic is the sealing technique.

The most basic element of mystical magic is the shock technique used by that woman.

The principle of the concussion technique is very simple. It uses magic power to cause the air to oscillate, forming an existence similar to an air cannon, thereby striking the enemy. If a gold-level magician uses all his strength to use the concussion technique, it can destroy a city.

Why are you attacking yourself, the student union?

Zhuang Mingge was troubled by this. In his opinion, the student union had no reason to take action against him. Even if the magic showdown mentioned by the silver-haired man was just a one-sided massacre by that person.

If someone hadn't intervened, he would have been beaten to a pulp by the water giant.

Moreover, it was clearly an investigation, but he knocked himself unconscious for no reason. This is too barbaric.

Zhuang Mingge thought for a long time but couldn't find a reasonable explanation, so he decided to wait quietly. He was already awake, and someone would probably come to negotiate with him soon.

Unexpectedly, no one stepped into this room from day to night.

This somewhat surprised Zhuang Mingge. Not only did no one come, there wasn't even a morsel of food.

So, a night passed while waiting anxiously and restlessly.

The next morning, still no one came.

Zhuang Mingge began to lose his temper. The other party decided not to forget him, but to deliberately ignore him.

unacceptable.

The furious Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but roar, "Is there anyone? Why is there no one? Answer me. What's going on? Why should I be imprisoned? Answer me. Is there anyone? Answer me. Answer me!!!"

Zhuang Mingge kept roaring, and his voice was everywhere in the room.

No one answered.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuang Mingge calmed down, sat on the chair and waited quietly, hunger and anger were constantly grilling his calm heart, even though he kept reminding himself to calm down, but when he thought of himself now

The situation he faced made his anger grow like an inexhaustible weed.

Shock!

In the end, Zhuang Mingge used seven magic sounds to form a spell and used the shock technique.

Driven by anger, Zhuang Mingge had practiced hard for a long time but failed to successfully use the concussion technique. Finally, the magic sound resonated with the magic power in his body, and a surging force slammed into the iron-colored door on the wall of the room.

If you want to successfully use magic, the magic sound you chant must resonate with the magic power in your body. Otherwise, you will not be able to use magic even if you chant for decades. Zhuang Mingge has tried it many times. The vibration technique sings the magic sound and the magic power in the body produces

Resonance, about a one-tenth chance.

In other words, for every ten times you recite the incantation, only once will it resonate with the magic power in your body and use magic.

This time, driven by anger, Zhuang Mingge almost perfectly resonated with the magic power in his body, and successfully used the shock technique in one fell swoop.

Shock!

Shock!

With rage flying and magic power boiling, Zhuang Mingge struck again and again. The shock technique was used 100%, but there was nothing he could do.

The surging power kept bombarding the iron-colored gate. Except for the loud banging sound, the iron-colored gate remained motionless like a rock beaten by huge waves.
Chapter completed!