The final ritual: giving away prizes!

The good old dean waved.

Hundreds of strange gifts appeared in the sky. There were treasure boxes, scrolls, magic weapons, tablets, and strange trees. However, none of these things had a clear function and were all in an 'unidentified' state. It is estimated that these

Things can only be determined by luck, and after selection, they have to be handed over to the scarecrow for identification.

beckoned Tang Shidao.

The good dean added: "Pick a gift you like, Xiao Tang. We found these things or exchanged them. No one knows what they are. Whether you get them or not depends on your luck. Well...

Don’t worry about what happened just now, you will still be in the Old Demon Academy for one day, and I will do my best to protect my students."

Tang Shidao thanked him, but in his heart he did not intend to let go of those who caused trouble. This is not the Mage Network, and there is no need to choose a day to fight back.

I was about to reach out and pick up something.

suddenly.

Aoling's voice came to mind again: Take that piece of wood.

Then, there are no two sentences.

To outsiders, Tang Shidao was just stunned, and it was impossible to hear Aoling's 'voice'. At this time, Tang Shidao also believed that Aoling had summoned the piece of wood, and he immediately knew something was wrong as soon as he got it.

"Have you decided, Xiao Tang?" The good old man didn't know what this was.

"Um."

"Okay, then you take your time to identify it." The good old man waved his hand and put away all the other things. At this time, he also completed his work.

Just about to speak.

At this time, Tang Shidao suddenly reached out and 'lit' the entire piece of wood.

Black flames eroded and strange trees turned to ashes.

Soon, the last thing left was a pure black gun with a smooth surface, and the model looked a bit like an ancient pistol.

Everyone was shocked.

Tang Shidao actually found a magic gun from a piece of wood?
Chapter completed!