1174 Chapter 1174: Seal

"It's a magister!"

After Avril said something coldly, she took her textbook and left.

"Mage, my God!"

Many apprentices exclaimed, especially the few apprentices who did not have a mentor, their eyes lit up.

They also wish to become disciples of the Magister.

In that case, their identities instantly change.

Not only the apprentices of the top class, but also many apprentices and teachers saw Medea leave immediately. They were all very surprised by the sudden appearance of the new teacher, who was so beautiful.

Many young male teachers began to inquire about Medea's identity, but after hearing her surname, all of them turned pale with fright.

Medea only taught the top class, and never appeared in the academy at other times, and returned to the magic tower in a hurry after each class.

Because Aslan used his injuries as an excuse, the disciples had not seen him for more than a week.

On this day, Aslan clearly felt that something in his body was forcibly taken away, and when he realized it, Medea was already holding an illusory dragon mark in his hand.

"It's this thing!"

Aslan asked in great surprise.

Medea nodded, looked at the dragon mark carefully and said.

"Compared to those imprints on the white dragon's blood essence, this imprint is very powerful and difficult. If it weren't for the magic power of the magic tower, I would not be able to expel it for a while. The owner of the imprint should be a peak super-level existence at its peak. Better than Cycano."

Aslan was not surprised by this and asked.

"What are you going to do with this imprint?"

"Throw it into the abyss hell, let the white dragon find it if he has the ability."

After Medea finished speaking, she directly tore a small space crack and threw the dragon mark into it.

The dragon's mark enters hell and lands right on the winged manticore that flies by.

Imprinted on the body of the two-winged Manticore, it immediately merged with the other party, and then the dragon's imprint released terrifying energy, the body of the two-winged Manticore began to mutate, and slowly expanded until it became a deformed monster that looked like a dragon and a lion .

However, the breath has reached the eighth level.

"What about the rest of the blood essence imprint?" Aslan came out of the glass container, took the towel handed over by Artoria, and wiped the liquid medicine on his body.

Arturia also looked at Medea nervously, she had been waiting for this day to come.

Aslan refined the mentor-level blood and corpses hunted during this period into a thumb-sized Philosopher's Stone, which, together with the breakthrough magic circle, could increase Artoria's chances of hitting the Grand Tutor-level by 30%.

If you can refine the white dragon's blood essence, the chance of breaking through can be increased to 80%.

Medea took more than 300 drops of white dragon blood essence from the magic space and threw it to Aslan.

"Those imprints have been refined by me. I am going to use them to refine dragon puppets. I will return the remaining blood essence to you. It is indeed the blood essence of a super-level white dragon. The energy contained in it is not comparable to that of the red dragon Jax." In comparison, as long as someone with not too bad talent refines a drop of white dragon blood essence, there will be no bottleneck at the mentor level, and there will be a chance to hit the great mentor class, but..."

"Just what?" Arturia asked.

"It is very difficult to break through to the super level in this life, unless the White Dragon King advances to another level, otherwise all professionals who use the blood of the White Dragon will not be able to surpass him in this life. The impact of suppression, and in the future when we fight against the White Dragon King, our strength will drop by at least 50%."

Medea's answer caused Aslan and Arturia's expressions to change slightly.

It turns out that there is still this connection between the dragon and the dragon slayer.

Artoria pondered for a long time, and finally chose the blood of the White Dragon King. Before the White Dragon King came, she was already a top powerhouse in the mainland and could help Aslan a lot. As for meeting the White Dragon King in the future, she would just run away.

Arturia believed that Aslan would not abandon her, and if Aslan couldn't stop his fall, she could also accompany him.

"I still choose the blood essence of the White Dragon King!"

Medea yawned indifferently, she was exhausted during this time.

Nuomiri looked at Aslan and said, "Don't you think about it again?"

Artoria shook her head firmly.

Aslan naturally understands that Nomiri is asking herself to persuade Artoria. With Artoria's talent, as long as she stays for a while and cooperates with the Philosopher's Stone, it is not difficult to break through to the Grand Mentor level. There is no need to risk this risk.

Aslan had already guessed Artoria's plan, and said with a smile: "Everything is up to you, no matter what you choose, I will support you."

Nomiri had no choice but to make final preparations with Artoria.

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The eastern suburbs of Chester.

The two gangsters made an appointment to have a confrontation in the suburbs. The two sides mobilized more than 300 people, everyone with guns, to negotiate in a mountain depression.

The gang that took the initiative to make an appointment is called the Poison Dragon Gang. They are rising stars in the past six months. Recently, their hands have become longer and longer, and they have been directly promoted to the head of the nearby Turmen Kuaishou Gang. Several conflicts broke out between their hands, and each of them suffered casualties. No gang dares to carry out gang fights in the city with a large number of guns, and they will definitely suffer brutal revenge from the Chester Police Department afterwards.

Under the continuous sweeps of the Chester Police Department, recently, the gangs have used cold weapons in accordance with the old rules in fighting in the city, but this kind of fighting will not cause too much damage, and once the police are alerted, they will basically be caught. Police with guns and ordinary gangsters are even at risk of escaping.

Naturally, gangs began to shift their fight to the suburbs.

The leader of the Dulong Gang saw that almost all the members of the Turmen Kuaishou Gang had arrived, and walked directly to the open space between the two sides.

"Tul, what do you think about it? Merge into my poisonous dragon gang, and I will let you be the deputy gang leader."

"You're dreaming!" Tull had a big bald head, and he scolded with disdain on his face: "You wasted too much energy on that bitch last night, you can't use your brain!"

The head of the Poison Dragon Clan seemed to have known about this result, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Then I can only kill you."

As soon as the voice fell, more than twenty gang members armed with EMP44 submachine guns rushed out of the crowd.

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Intensive gunshots rang out, and the members of the Turmen Kuaishou Gang fell to the ground one by one, and many of them were beaten into sieves without even responding.

Several professionals took action when they heard gunshots, relying on the cover of other gang members, and rushed towards the submachine gun shooter.

One of them had just rushed in front of a submachine gunner. As a senior swordsman, Warren was fully sure to subdue him before the opponent turned his gun.

But the next moment, Warren saw the huge black butt of the gun hit his face.

The speed is too fast, he can't hide at all.

"What's going on?"