Chapter 60 Suffering and Courage

Lina entered the magic altar on the seventh day, and Senior Sister Fei'er left on the eighth day.

The Shadow Valley, which once accommodated hundreds of magic apprentices, had almost no entry-level apprentices, so quasi-magicians and senior magic apprentices also entered the magic altar one after another.

By the tenth day, there were less than 300 apprentices in the entire valley, and almost all of them were middle- and low-level apprentices.

It was also at this time that the academy actually stopped sending apprentices to the magic altar.

Sean didn't know what happened specifically.

"How is it? Have any apprentices successfully arrived, or is there any other news?" In the magic tower, Vice Dean Dadalong walked to the inspection room at the top of the tower and asked.

"Dean Martin and Dean Joni are both watching the space-time rift. Although some senior apprentices and quasi-magicians have been killed, most of them have passed."

"There is no detailed information and situation about the other plane yet. It is just that through the energy elements scattered from the space-time rift, it is roughly estimated that the other side is a plane with an unusually rich concentration of earth elements."

"Earth elements?" Vice Dean Dadalong frowned when he heard the news.

He had been fighting in the Black Domain for thousands of years, and suddenly felt something wrong.

This was pure intuition.

The source of the problem was not because the situation on that plane was special, but because he suddenly thought of other aspects.

"Earth element plane? Why is the concentration of earth element so rich?"

"Martin and the dean are both earth element masters. Could this matter be related to the dean?"

"Yes, since the dean showed up in Mosobra City more than a hundred years ago, he has never been seen again, including me. "

"Could it be related to the dean?"

"There were rumors in the Black Domain hundreds of years ago that the dean failed to break through the fourth level and was on his deathbed."

"But judging from the dean's feat of building Mosobra City a hundred years ago, this rumor should be self-defeating."

"Then why has the dean not appeared in public for so long? It has always been Martin who has come forward..." Deputy Dean Dadalong thought of a lot at once.

Originally, he would not think so much, but recently he was suddenly threatened by the Holy Tower on the surface, which made Dadalong think of a lot in addition to anxiety and fatigue.

He even had a bold guess that the news of exploring the cracks in time and space and dividing a rich different plane.

It was also a trick played by the dean and Martin, the master and apprentice.

Otherwise, why did Martin invite an alchemist like Moses to the Underdark a hundred years ago, and those dark creatures were also contacted by the other party. It seems that there is really something else going on.

The series of situations that Dadalong thought of in his mind made this second-level black magician sweat coldly.

However, these situations have little impact on Dadalong, and it is not certain whether they are true.

Because the earth element plane does exist, as long as he can successfully invade it and plunder it, it will not be in vain for him to be the vice dean in the Underdark for hundreds of years.

As for what the dean and Martin are doing, Dadalong, as a second-level black magician, should not participate casually.

In the Black Domain, strength is supreme.

As a famous third-level black magician in a certain area of ​​the Black Domain at that time, the dean was not someone that Dadalong could discuss.

Moreover, if there was really any relationship with the old dean, Dadalong would probably be the beneficiary.

Because a powerful dean is in the front, there must be many benefits and a reduction in external threats.

The only thing that made Dadalong unhappy, even angry, was that he felt he was deceived.

From the beginning, was being the vice-president a "scam"?

"I just don't know if that woman, Joni, knows something. Maybe I can test her." Dadalong thought to himself.

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The suspension of sending apprentices to the magic altar in Shadow Valley made many surviving magic apprentices in the valley breathe a sigh of relief.

But this does not include Sean.

Sean is extremely worried about his girlfriend Lina.

What is the depth of the magic altar like? What is the time and space rift? What is the different plane?

Lying in the empty tent at night, Sean tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep all the time.

If he could choose, Sean would rather be sent to the deepest part of the magic altar together.

Even if there is any danger, he hopes to face it with Lina.

Perhaps as early as more than ten years ago, when Lina chose Sean, who was only eight years old at the time, the bond between the two of them for life had been determined.

Not only his girlfriend Lina, Sean also thought of his senior sister.

Sean had complicated feelings for this senior sister who gave him her first time and was still insatiable.

There was the kind of friendship between fellow disciples, and also the special feelings in the relationship between men and women.

Of course, as Sean's worries about the two women became deeper and deeper, the flaws of the senior sister's stubbornness and willfulness had long disappeared.

It was also in this torment and waiting that more than half a month passed.

Half a month later, the academy finally received news.

This time, a part of the apprentices were still sent to the magic altar, starting from the intermediate apprentices, and the number was limited to 50.

"I'll go!" In the center of the spacious Shadow Valley, Sean, as an intermediate apprentice, was the first to speak out after Dean Dadalong gave the order.

Sean's voice made all the apprentices in Shadow Valley look at him.

Several black magicians, including the dean, also looked at this intermediate apprentice who volunteered with interest.

Dean Dadalong seemed to have some impression of Sean. He pointed at Sean and said, "Aren't you the disciple of Moses? I still remember you."

"Yes, dean, I am the fifth disciple of the mentor." Sean replied respectfully.

Dadalong nodded and approved, "Not bad, a talented and courageous little guy."

"Go, you will be one of the first intermediate apprentices to enter the space-time rift." Dadalong waved his hand and pointed at the magic altar.

Ignoring the pointing and pointing of other magic apprentices around him and the scrutiny of other black magicians in the valley, Sean walked to the center of the magic altar.

Taking a deep breath, after Vice Dean Dadalong finally called all the apprentices, Sean, who was at the back of the team of fifty apprentices, strode into the altar.

Unlike the pure white elemental light seen outside the altar, as Sean gradually went deeper into the magic altar, countless magic inscriptions and some energy crystals embedded in various corners of the magic altar appeared in his field of vision.

A thin layer of crimson liquid spread on the surface of the altar, and the faint fishy smell in the air indicated what these liquids were.

In the deepest part of the altar, an elliptical energy gate stood in the center of all the magic inscriptions.

After the apprentice in front of him stepped into it, Sean followed suit.

It was also the first time he entered this energy gate that Sean heard the voice of his mentor.