Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 105: The attitude of the Holy City, is there anything wrong with this Snow Wolf?

Then Heidi told Jia Lan about the strange things that happened on the snowy mountain. Jia Lan was a healing mage. After hearing Heidi's story, he said, "Let me give you a comprehensive examination."

Her hands glowed softly, and they slowly moved down from Heidi's forehead. The healing magic brushed over every inch of her skin like a spring breeze, detecting any possible abnormalities.

"Strange." Jia Lan retracted her magic and shook her head. "There's nothing wrong with your body, and your magic power is stable." She smoothed Heidi's hair over her forehead. "It might be the spatial turbulence in the snowy mountains that caused a brief mental shock. A few days of rest will be enough."

Although Jia Lan is also a super-class wizard, with Belvis's strength, she cannot find any trace of him if he wants to hide.

After hearing the teacher say this, Heidi felt much more stable.

However, she still remembered the "failure" of the void worm in her heart. She felt that it was because her cultivation was not enough that she encountered such a thing. Teacher Branqi did not encounter such a shock and began to practice more diligently.

In the following period of time, Heidi was surprised to find that her understanding of space magic had improved by leaps and bounds.

In the past, telekinesis control required repeated practice to master, but now it can be perfectly performed with just a thought.

She hadn't noticed at all that the magical galaxy she was meditating in was undergoing subtle changes. The originally pure silver magic, like the Milky Way, was gradually being mixed with a strange purple hue.

In the meeting hall of the Alpine Academy, Bran and Dean Perry sat opposite each other with solemn expressions.

"I've compiled a detailed record of this incident, including the spatial fluctuations, the demon's abnormal characteristics, and..." Brancon paused, "The abnormal condition that occurred with Heidi."

Dean Perry's eyes flashed with worry: "I will report this to the Holy Court immediately."

"This strange demon appeared near the academy and is likely to harm the children."

However, a few days later, they received a reply: "The Alps are adjacent to the Holy City and protected by a sacred barrier. How could heresy be causing trouble? You are making a big deal out of nothing."

The old dean turned around, a little angry: "They didn't even send a heretic mage to verify the situation."

Concubine Bran looked out the window silently. The golden dome in the direction of the Holy City was looming in the clouds.

In fact, the holy city at this moment is far from being as peaceful as it seems.

The Holy City is also paying close attention to the war between the Shurima Empire in Africa and other demonic empires.

Although the war takes place in Africa, the threat to humanity will increase after the Demon Empire is unified.

Moreover, Azir, the desert emperor of the Shurima Empire, has a precedent of burying the Red Sea. If he is allowed to unify Africa, will he take action against the Mediterranean?

After burying the Mediterranean, there is the European continent.

So when faced with some news they thought was unimportant, they ignored the fact that what the Holy City was currently most concerned about was actually the war in the Shurima Empire in Africa.

……

Bran's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a dull sound.

"Dean," she suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashing with determination beneath her veil, "it seems we must capture one of those mutant demons alive and send it to the Holy City. Only then will those important figures believe us. I've decided to go to Snow Ridge again."

"This is too risky!" Dean Perry stood up and said, "Didn't you say that the commander-level monster could withstand two of your super-level magics? Their perception is very sharp. The last time you encountered it was a lone one. If you encounter a group of them..."

"You can't go. I will go to the Holy City in person tomorrow and explain the situation to them in detail." "Without substantial evidence, the Holy City will not care about what we say." Concubine Bran said. She knew that the Holy City has always been autocratic and only believed what it saw.

Dean Perry was silent for a long time, then said, "I'll go with you."

"No need, Dean." Branqi gently pressed the old man's trembling hand. "The academy needs you to be here. I will ask Teacher Jia Lan to come with us. We will be careful."

The conversation between Bran and Perry was recorded by Belvis's surveillance eyes.

The next morning, the two super-class mages, Branqie and Jialan, set out on their journey to the Snow Ridge. The morning light cast a pale golden halo over the snowy mountains, but it couldn't dispel the heaviness that weighed on their hearts.

What excited them was that as soon as they arrived at the outskirts of the Snow Ridge, they found their target on an ice cliff - a silver-white commander-level "Snow Wolf" patrolling the territory.

Branqie and Jia Lan exchanged a glance and tacitly restrained their breath at the same time.

"This is a rare opportunity." Bran concubine whispered. Without any hesitation, she suddenly unfolded a super-level magic circle under her feet.

"Thousand Blades of Annihilation - Thousand Leaf Wind Blades!"

In an instant, thousands of crescent-shaped wind blades condensed in the air. With a wave of her hands, these wind blades simultaneously attacked the snow wolf in the distance.

Before the demon could even roar, it was completely engulfed by the violent wind blade storm.

Bran felt something was not right. There was no strange spatial fluctuation around the snow wolf.

But she still warned: "Be careful, it is very likely to come back to life like last time."

However, this time, time passed minute by minute, but the snow wolf remained motionless.

The two approached cautiously, and the scene before them was that the snow wolf's silver-white fur was soaked in blood, and its body was covered with wounds cut by wind blades. Its cold eyes had lost their luster, and it was indeed dead.

Jia Lan squatted down, healing magic flowing through her fingertips. "I haven't detected any signs of resurrection." She gently parted the fur on the snow wolf's neck. "And this wound is normal."

After a brief investigation, Concubine Bran also found that there was nothing wrong with the snow wolf.

"Bran concubine." Jia Lan said softly, her long hair fluttering in the cold wind. "You also said that kind of monster is very strange. How could we encounter it just after arriving?"

She held her companion's shoulder and said, "This should just be an ordinary snow wolf. Let's look deeper."

However, throughout the rest of the day, they encountered more than a dozen snow wolves, ranging from slave level to general level, but they never saw that strange mutant again.

Every snow wolf hunted looked perfectly normal - silver-white fur, ice-blue eyes, and pure ice magic fluctuations. It was confirmed time and time again that these were the most common native demons in the Alps.

As night fell, Jia Lan seemed to be hesitant to speak.

As someone who did not participate in the last operation, all her knowledge came from Bran's concubine's description - the kind of terrifying monster that could withstand super-level magic and distort space.

But what I saw with my own eyes today was only the most common snow wolf.

If it were anyone else, Jia Lan would have become suspicious long ago, but she trusted Bran's character, so she stayed with her to continue the search.

(End of this chapter)