Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 131 The eve of civilized turmoil is the best time to put oil on your feet!
As soon as Miguel stood up, he felt many sharp eyes nailing his face like sharp knives.

But the psychological gap caused by the sharp decline in status these days has also been suppressed to the extreme, and turned into a raging flame of anger.

Hold your head high.

Miguel acknowledged Baron Dawn's talent, but if he wanted to make him ashamed, he had to let his stubborn self witness it with his own eyes!
"Respected Baron Dawn, I don't mean to offend you, but what you brought out is too amazing. I really can't believe that it was suddenly brought out by an elf who has been unknown for hundreds of years."

With scorching eyes fixed on Itarek, Miguel ignored all the unfriendly eyes around him.

It was like taking part in the test to join the Demon Demon Squad many years ago and walking into the examination room.

All the redundant emotions are turned into firewood at this moment, making Miguel's brain function more sharply than ever before!
"There are also many unprecedented spells and advanced concepts, their appearance is enough to cause a sensation for all mages!
If these are really developed by you alone, then all the magical achievements of the entire elf civilization can't compare with your wisdom alone!

Such a conclusion is too surprising.

I'm sorry for my doubts, but if possible, can you please answer a few questions for me to prove your own strength? "

Silent.

No one expected that the highly respected instructor would express his doubts so offensively at this moment.

Regarding Miguel's stay behind closed doors during this period, others can more or less guess that he is trying his best to prove himself.

Eager to prove that he is still an instructor that others can trust, even if he can't develop so many novel and powerful spells, he is by no means inferior to the new Baron Dawn!

But the radical approach adopted by Miguel exceeded everyone's expectations!
The herald was about to reprimand, but Italek stopped him.

The newly promoted elf noble looked at Miguel with interest, but there was no anger in his tone.

"So how do you expect me to prove myself?"

"It's very simple. These days, I already have a general understanding of your spells. I just need to ask you to answer a few questions."

"no problem."

Italek readily agreed.

Facing his calm opponent, Miguel took a deep breath and posed his first question.

"Obviously, you have a brand new understanding of spells, roughly divided into tricks and one to three rings.

So how should you divide the spells before you appeared?In other words, what is the basis for distinguishing spells? "

"Tricks are the best way for beginners to get started, and its judging criteria are low difficulty, easy to learn, and lack of power.

As for the first ring to the third ring, you need to divide it yourself. The specific standard is the balance of difficulty and benefit.

Such as first-ring and second-ring spells.

As long as you invest enough energy, you can basically learn them, but their effects cannot be so good that they can break through the limit, and they can only be used as a routine method in battle.

However, the current three-ring spells have already reached a certain threshold, and their difficulty has been significantly improved. In contrast, the power of spells has also increased significantly.

This set of standards is reasonable enough.

It can effectively screen out the phenomenon of high investment and low return in other spells on the market. Such unreasonable spells have either been improved or can only be buried in the dust of history. "

Miguel frowned at Italek's resolute words. Among the spells he mastered, there were indeed many unreasonable things in the opponent's mouth.

However, thinking about it carefully, Miguel can only draw a conclusion that this is the case.

If this set of judgment criteria is really implemented, it will definitely be of great benefit to the elf civilization, and it can greatly reduce the difficulty of entry for apprentices!

Set your mind.

Miguel ended the early probing and began to ask some tricky questions about magic.

Being able to see this in such a short period of time, it turns out that Miguel does have two brushes in magic.

But what disappointed him was that no matter how hard he tried to find the loopholes in the opponent's spells, Baron Dawn could always find the explanation flawlessly.

It's like pointing to something neatly, and the loopholes in the thinking are suddenly filled in a sudden realization!

The other elf mages were still aggrieved at first, but listening to it, the scene seemed to gradually turn into a magic seminar, and more people couldn't help raising their hands to ask questions!

Miguel was sweating profusely.

Dejectedly asked the last question, and of course got a perfect answer.

Although his improvement in magic also made him instinctively express satisfaction, but more, it was the great loss of losing his previous value.

Miguel knew that he had already lost.

Moreover, in the field he was most proud of, he lost irrefutably and completely!

Looking back.

I saw that the figure of the instructor was no longer in the eyes of the mages, but there was only a ray of morning light that made him both desperate and admirable, as if illuminating the brilliant road to the future of the elf civilization!

After a long silence, Miguel looked at Itarek who was surrounded by the crowd and asked enthusiastically, a bitter smile could not help appearing on his face.

fair enough.

Isn't the purpose of joining the Demon Guards to make the elf civilization more powerful? Now that Baron Dawn has joined, this goal will definitely be well achieved!
Dejectedly, he turned and walked towards the distance, but suddenly, Miguel heard a voice from behind.

"The most important thing about magic is not one or two spells, but having a groundbreaking idea.

Only by finding your own understanding and clarifying how you should go on the road of magic can you truly transform the accumulated knowledge into strength.

Even if you fall behind for a while, you can gradually catch up with hard work, and even develop the most suitable spells for you! "

A finger away.

Italek shouted loudly to the elf mages who were staring at the stars around him, promoting his ideas to his heart's content.

"Just like him, you must dare to question any knowledge.

Don't blindly listen to authority because of authority, but have your own judgment.

Find a way to prove it.

From the bit by bit of verification, you can feel the innovative ideas naturally, and finally make a qualitative change from the usual accumulation, and develop a brand new spell.

And the most important thing in the whole process is to have the courage to dare to question everything!

In the vast ocean of magic, you and I are apprentices.

And the most powerful spell is always the possibility held tightly in your own hands. Only when you doubt it can you have the possibility to reach the peak! "

I heard Italek say that.

Most of the hostility toward Miguel in the eyes of the others dissipated immediately, and instead they became somewhat admirable. After all, Miguel's care for himself and others over the years cannot be faked.

Miguel's hands trembled.

He didn't believe that Baron Chenxi didn't see his malicious intentions, but facing a provocateur who came with no kindness like him, the other party still cared so much that his situation didn't embarrass him too much!
Such a tolerant mind made Miguel's eyes subconsciously filled with tears, and a strong sense of shame emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Miguel just found out.

Not only magic, but also in other more important fields, he seems to have failed miserably as well!
But it doesn't matter, this time Miguel is no longer jealous, but sincerely hopes that the precious morning light can shine on every elf forever!
However, Miguel didn't know that Itarek's idea was not that complicated at all.

In his eyes, Miguel and all the other elves are no different from ants. Would he still feel angry because of the ants' doubts?

If Italek wants to.

From the exposure of the black dragon's body to the massacre, to an hourglass later, the civilization of the elves will officially disappear from the world, and even the ruins will not be left behind!

And the reason for saying this is not to take care of Miguel's emotions, it's just the fact.

He didn't know, and he didn't care that he somehow gained a diehard loyalist.

Italek's eyes are only on the great event of promoting the development of elven civilization, and by the way, continue to compile the "Black Dragon Code", so as to replace the role of inheriting memory.

In the blink of an eye, 500 years have passed.

The passage of time seems to have left no traces on the elves, but the first generation of elves inevitably suffered from old age and death one after another.

It turns out.

The limit lifespan of elves is around 3000, and some overly serious dark injuries will also shorten their lives.

And Italek's age has also reached 8895 years. With such an incredible life thickness, even elves who are far longer than trolls are far beyond their imagination limit!
"Teacher, are these the magic power nodes of the magic explosion?"

in the garden.

The warm sun fell.

Serafur raised her delicate and soft face amidst the melodious birdsong, and looked at Itarek as if asking for help, with some inexplicable emotions flashing in her eyes.

However, Itarek glanced at it and said in a puzzled manner.

"There's one more in the third and fourth nodes, as well as the central positions of Nos. 17, 21, and [-].

If the former is missing, you will find that the consumption of mana increases by more than [-]%.

If the latter is missing, the spell will fail with a certain probability when running, which will eventually lead to the result of magic backlash. "

Ok……

The noble elf princess puffed up her cheeks silently, but her helpless eyes were still filled with admiration for Italek's actions over the years.

He has researched a large number of spells and promoted the magic development of the entire elven civilization by himself. No matter how arrogant a genius is, he will be eclipsed by him!

Thoroughly revamped the ranger and mage career paths.

There is also the ability of some elves to communicate with plants, which has also been expanded and created a new profession called 'Druid' in the hands of Italek!

Including the introduction of many policies that benefit the country and the people, even the restructuring and expansion of the Qingyu Army has his presence.

So much so that the status of nobles soared all the way from baron to duke, and no one felt that Italek was not worthy of such a reward. Everyone respected him as "Master of the Dawn", and his mighty momentum even surpassed that of the high-ranking elves. king!

No matter in the civil society or in the army, Chen Xi's prestige has never been improved.

The dawn is immortal, the elves live forever.

All the elves are full of fanaticism and firmly believe in this point. As long as Chenxi Guoshi is still there, even if the sky falls, there is nothing to worry about!
After teaching Serafur today's lesson as usual, Italek took some almonds and stuffed them to Xiao Zi on his shoulder, and threw a few into his mouth himself.

"See you tomorrow, my lord."

"See you tomorrow."

Itarek thoughtfully reviewed everything he had done in these years. The nutrients of fertilization had been sprinkled, and the scale and strength of the elf civilization had expanded to more than ten times!
it's time.

If a civilized war is launched now, even if the elves are in a weak position, they will no longer be helpless!

Moreover, Itarek could sense that with his growing prestige, the elf king seemed to have some thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Perhaps it is a good choice to use the opponent's hand to feign death and escape from this quagmire where war is about to break out.

Unaware of what kind of terrifying conspiracy was brewing in the heart of Master Chen Xi, Italek walked away with his back turned to Serafur, half of his handsome face was shrouded in the sun, and the other half was immersed in the shadows.

Touching Xiao Zi's feathers, Italek whispered in Raven's ear.

"Fly, fly to the Golden Dynasty.

Go tell Tolisso it's time for the bloody war I want to see! "

(End of this chapter)