Chapter 879 Rare White Mouse Thor

After Wizard Murphy left Gortha's wizard tower, his figure appeared high on the Wall of Sighs.

"Master Murphy!"

"Master Murphy!"

The patrolling wizards passing by saluted Murphy respectfully.

They saluted eagerly and sincerely, looking at this great wizard who had selflessly dedicated himself to the Stat Continent for hundreds of years.

Wizard Murphy did not establish a wizarding force like Flim and Alik, and has been leading the wizards to resist the black tide. This has protected the stability of Stat Continent for so many years.

Therefore, no matter what kind of wizard they are, they are very respectful when facing Wizard Murphy.

Murphy ignored these wizards and just looked at the sea in the distance quietly.

A black tide had just passed, and many wizards had died in the Wall of Sighs. Fortunately, the intensity of the black tide this time was not high, and their losses were still within an acceptable range.

"Today's low-level wizards grow too slowly." Someone was discussing in the distance. They did not see Murphy, but Murphy could hear their voices clearly.

"Another wizard tower has been vacated. But no new third-level wizard has come to report."

"In my opinion, the law of ascending passage should be implemented again. Let those wizards who have been unable to be promoted stop wasting our resources. Just force those who are unable to be promoted to third-level apprentices before the age of 30, and those who are unable to be promoted to full-level apprentices before the age of 50. The sorcerer’s man becomes the cornerstone of the Wall of Sighs.”

Cornerstone is just a nicer name for cannon fodder.

The person who said this was a first-level wizard.

If you are a second-level wizard, you should add something like "If you don't become a second-level wizard before how many years ago."

Murphy chuckled and shook his head.

"They are all very willful guys." He looked at the sea, on which there were several ugly and weird-looking big birds flying, preparing to pick some minced meat for dinner.

"Why can't I be willful?"

Murphy murmured.

Gortha did not stay at the Wall of Sighs for long. After hearing Murphy's proposal, he left alone.

The only person with a conscience is probably to bring the Heywood brothers and sisters back to the Wall of Sighs.

Lest they die from the monster invasion.

The wizards of the Wall of Sighs looked at Goltha's back, not knowing where he was going, but Goltha said before leaving that he would be back within three years and would participate in the next Black Tide attack as scheduled.

It was also because of his promise that no one came forward to prevent Golza from leaving.

The wizards of the Wall of Sighs don't know where Gortha will go, but some people know very well.

Murphy is the insider.

Two days ago, Gorza received a letter.

Although Murphy had not read the letter, he knew its contents.

…

Thor put away the parchment and looked at the metal nameplate on the experimental table again.

He had just analyzed part of the soul-fixing needle's witchcraft formation, and had a certain understanding of how the soul-fixing needle worked.

"Using this method can indeed help people come back from the edge of alienation. However, it is too overbearing and will probably make people crazy for a period of time. Whether they can be rescued later depends on their mental strength."

Suddenly, there was an unobstructed wave of mental energy coming from the corner of the corridor.

The wave was domineering, powerful, and extremely aggressive.

Thor immediately put away all the metal nameplates in his hand and stood up.

"Master Flim?"

After half a month, Saul finally saw the culprit who locked him up.

The opponent was not a ball of warm yellow light at this time, but a middle-aged man with skin so fair that he looked like a dead man.

He is tall and expressionless, with medium-length blond hair sticking softly to his face.

He looks like a rigid, serious aristocratic gentleman.

He walked up to Thor and said bluntly: "How did you seal the eye of the storm?"

"The ice-locking witchcraft that seals the eye of the wind should have been submitted to you."

"The ice lock can seal the eye of the storm, but it cannot save people who have been infected by the black tide. The black tide was overflowing from your body, so the eye of the storm must be in your body. How did you survive?"

Many wizards present at the time did indeed see this incident. But no one pursued it afterwards. After all, Thor had already reached the third level on his own and did not owe the other two forces anything, and even saved other wizards.

And because the three third-order Flame Lord, Wind Demon, and Dream Maker disappeared one after another, Thor was the top player in the Borderlands, and no one dared to say anything.

But that didn't mean that Flim didn't pay attention to it.

Saul also understood that the other party's reason for locking him here for so long was a demonstration; it was because when he asked the current question, Saul would not think that he could just fool him.

But today, Flim didn't even have the patience to listen to Thor's explanation.

"You don't need to tell me, I'll see for myself."

He grabbed Thor's left arm, making Thor, who only had one arm left, tighten his heart.

But he did not take away one of Sol's arms. Instead, his figure flashed, and the entire square corridor suddenly turned into a flat piece of paper, and then began to fold diagonally.

Thor and Frim who were in the corridor seemed to have turned into paper figures and were folded in.

Thor naturally cannot see what the outside world has become.

In his perception, the world seemed to lose its light for an instant. When he opened his eyes again, he and Flim were already standing in the air above the rough sea.

At this time, Flim turned into a warm yellow light group again, and Thor was in the middle of the light group, like a small insect trapped in amber.

The two appeared above the sea and then continued to travel southeast.

The light group looks round, but it flies very fast.

Empty islands and a monster named Thor whose original form could not be seen flashed past.

Thor has never been here, but the smell of the black tide in the water here is much stronger than that on the Nephrite coast.

The water is also dark blue, with a few shadows in the dark blue.

Thor calculated the distance and time and realized he was deep into the ocean.

Recalling what Flim said just now, I am afraid that the other party is looking for a Kuroshio to test his abilities.

But even Thor couldn't help but feel panicked by such an attempt.

If this Frim throws him into the ordinary black tide, the worst he can do is exhaust his mental power and magic power to absorb the pollution around him and crawl out.

But if Flim throws him into the Eye of the Abyss...

Thor looked at the warm light that surrounded him and tested the magic power on it.

It was as majestic as the sea, and Thor's magic power penetrated into it, as if there was no bottom.

Sol sighed in his heart and withdrew the magic power of temptation.

"As expected of a fourth-level wizard."

Thor is only at the third level now. Although his mental power has been greatly increased and his magic power has become purer because of the achievement of the goals of the three symphonies of destiny, compared with the fourth level like Flim who has lived for hundreds of years, he is still like a person on the sea. Like a small sailboat.

After all, Flim did not throw Thor into the Eye of the Abyss.

The situation there was complicated and dangerous, and even he rarely went there. And now he still feels that Thor is useful, but he just needs to determine whether the other party's ability can only protect himself, or whether he can protect the entire continent.

If we can find a way to eradicate the Eye of the Abyss...

Flim lowered his head and looked at Thor. Even if there was Gorsa or a glow behind this little guy... he didn't care.