Chapter 223 Five Years, Seventh Level

"It's broken, how could it be broken?" Charlotte looked at the instrument in her hand, looked up at Sigmund carefully, with doubts on her face, "His spirit obviously hasn't fluctuated much."

At this time, in the depths of his consciousness, Sigmund watched with delight as his hourglass was filled again and again, and soon reached the limit he could bear.

"Should I try to compress it, or do it again with all the energy?" Just when he was a little hesitant, the illusion in front of him disappeared, and his spirit was pulled by a certain force.

The light reappeared.

With a snap, Duke Dressel closed the book in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Sigmund looked at the three with strange expressions.

"What's wrong? What did you do, why did the sensor on your head..."

"Teacher, what's going on? Has there been any change in Sigmund's chaos value?" Marek was a little confused about the current situation.

"No, there is something wrong with the instrument."

"Sure enough." Charlotte seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "It is said that they have made a new breakthrough recently, and I will go to the Royal Academy of Engineering to get a new one back."

"No need." Duke Dressel shook his head.

"The result is the same."

failed? Through the expression, Sigmund could not guess the Duke's mind.

"Did he pass?" Marek asked impatiently.

"Be patient." The Duke opened his hand. Hearing this sentence, Sigmund couldn't help shivering. Before he crossed over, this sentence was crazily quoted on the Internet because of someone's vicious incident. .

Especially the first half sentence.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the spiritual power in the Duke's hand was released, and the next moment Sigmund felt that his spirit seemed to be imprisoned, and severe pain came from the depths of his brain.

Before he could react, a suppressed and chaotic aura erupted from him. Seeing this scene, Charlotte and Marek's expressions changed wildly, and they backed away crazily.

"What's going on?! His chaos value!"

Charlotte looked unbelievable, she knew exactly what such a suppressed and terrifying aura represented, and even Marek put away his usual casualness, looking at Sigmund like he was looking at a monster.

"He's mad, sir he's mad!" cried Charlotte.

Duke Dressel can detonate the chaotic value in a person's mind through special means and release it in a special way. The two of Charlotte have experienced many similar things.

But judging from the energy and depression level that Sigmund gave back, it was clearly...

"This is the accumulation of chaotic values ​​that can only be produced in the fifth stage, but... this is completely contrary to common sense." Marek shook his head, and Sigmund's performance had completely overturned his cognition.

"With such an accumulation of chaotic value, he is either going crazy, or has lost control." Charlotte continued.

But she widened her eyes and looked at Sigmund carefully. There was no trace of gloom between her brows, her smile was bright, and her face was clean.

He's so normal.

With a twitch in his heart, Charlotte suddenly remembered the words that Duke Dressel had inadvertently said not long ago.

How do you know I'm not crazy?

God!

How can someone show a normal state of mind after enduring such terrible pressure and weird shocks? How strong self-control and mental tolerance are required!

Once this key issue has been figured out, there is no doubt about the test results.

He was qualified, and the new path explored by the duke was almost born for him.

"Hahaha!"

Hearty laughter came, Charlotte and Marek turned their heads, and they saw Duke Dressel's undisguised smile.

"teacher……"

Never in their memory had the Duke seemed so happy about anything.

"So... I passed?" Sigmund asked tentatively.

"Very good!" The Duke nodded affirmatively.

"Marek, now you know why this kid's promotion speed is so amazing?"

Marek nodded, and he could still remain normal in this state. It could be said that Sigmund was able to accumulate spiritual power at the craziest rate, compared to other transcendents who needed to maintain their chaos value.

It is normal for the speed to be several times or ten times faster.

"You are really a monster." He said with some sour emotion.

"How about it, are you interested in becoming my student? If you agree, I can personally guide you to enter the fourth level!"

"Of course I would." Sigmund nodded, "However, I have to talk to Teacher Newcomen about this first."

"Newcomen? Are you planning to switch to creating a contract after entering the fourth level? I've heard about your mechanical talent, but creating a contract is an extraordinary profession that requires long-term accumulation."

"Maybe you can reach the seventh level, but this process may take 10 years or even longer. And if you continue to explore in the hunter contract, I can guarantee that you will be able to enter the sixth level within three years!"

"If everything goes well, you should be able to try to enter the seventh level in two years!"

5 years.

Hearing this number, Marek's eyes turned red with excitement, and Charlotte on the side also curled his lips indifferently, as if he was unwilling.

A big boss is a big boss, and ordinary people can't guarantee the 5th step, let alone the 7th step.

This is no longer a simple teacher-student relationship. Once he agrees, it will be equivalent to Sigmund taking over the mantle of Duke Dressel, and he is destined to be in charge of all the demon hunters in the Kingdom of Elam in the future.

Even if he is not a duke, he will become an important figure in the kingdom. This temptation will drive everyone crazy.

"In addition, no matter how much you prepare, changing the contract will cause irreparable damage to your spirit, at least in the first few years, it will greatly slow down your promotion speed." The Duke reminded again.

"Creating a contract is not in my choice, but it is still necessary to discuss this kind of matter with Teacher Newcomen." Sigmund replied.

Seeing the expression on his face, the Duke seemed to understand something, and there was a priority, which was a kind of respect for Newcomen.

"Do you need my help?"

"No, I believe I can convince him." Sigmund still had some confidence in this, and the Duke couldn't make such a thing.

Charlotte walked up to Sigmund and picked up the debris scattered around the ground. This sensor does not directly test the wearer's chaos value.

It is their mental fluctuations. In the face of extraordinary events and unknowns in the void, normal people's mental fluctuations and chaos value increase, so the accumulation state of the chaos value can be roughly calculated through the peak frequency of mental fluctuations.

Coupled with the observation of emotional behavior, the stage can be deduced.

But because of the nightmare carriage, Sigmund basically didn't feel any pressure before the hourglass was filled.

This part of the chaos is not non-existent, it is just borne by the nightmare carriage, so Charlotte's instrument was unable to feedback Sigmund's chaotic state.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Charlotte felt complicated.

At the same time, in a certain room of the Royal Academy of Engineering, fifth-order alchemist Barry Mendel was looking at his friend excitedly.

"Scott, are you ready to apply for a permanent seat?"