Chapter 20

Adam did not know if this was an easy way to pass the test, but he did not want to say it out loud. After all, he was still very relaxed. The daemons that could threaten his life had not appeared yet. It was a good time to see more species to enrich his knowledge of the Sorcerer's Plane.

As for the life and death of the others? That had nothing to do with Adam.

Now, everyone was relaxed. When the sun set, the Moldova College raised its defenses again. The Sorcerer unsealed the cabin and allowed them to eat and rest.

Within a few hours, under the urging of the Shadow of Death, Ophelia finally learned the Fireball spell. However, she only had the strength for one shot. Coupled with the injuries on her body, if it were not for the group of idiots who volunteered to stand in the most dangerous place, she would not have been able to hold on.

After dinner, in the room, Ophelia could not help but recall Adam's words. "Although the soul can't carry magic, it doesn't mean that the body can't." This sentence tempted Ophelia like a Devil. She had enough of being a burden.

"Communicate with the Void using the power of the mind and interact with Ether." Ophelia could not wait for more systematic knowledge and directly began her experiment. "Form magic and guide it into the body."

The process was simpler than expected, but also more painful than expected. Ophelia originally thought that the way to guide magic into the body was to let it enter the blood vessels or circulate through the respiratory tract. However, the nature of magic was too domineering. It did not follow the will of the body's owner. As soon as it entered the body, it went straight to the cells.

ATP supported cell division. With magic as the energy source, the cell division was far stronger than the original cell. Magic strengthened the Sorcerer's body in this way.

This was a simple analysis by Adam based on Ophelia's description. At this moment, Ophelia only felt a shocking pain.

She felt as if every inch of her body was being ruthlessly ravaged. The pain was like a tidal wave, one wave after another, never stopping. Every second felt infinitely elongated in her mind.

Ophelia felt as if she had been thrown into a juicer. Blood, sweat, and useless low-level cellular fluids were constantly expelled from her body and then occupied by magic products.

Corestal was attracted by Ophelia's painful roar. She squatted aside and stretched out her hand to support her. However, she was frightened by Ophelia's painful appearance and did not dare to do anything.

"Adam, Miss Ophelia, she …" Corestal could only ask Adam, who had appeared out of nowhere and was watching coldly.

Adam's eyes didn't leave Ophelia. Normal people, even a grand knight, would die from such severe dehydration. However, Ophelia didn't show any signs of dying. Her body was still plump, and even her wounds were healing.

"She has channeled magic into her body. In this situation, she should be transforming." Adam explained softly. He was very interested in this scene. Body Refining Mages, as the name suggested, were mages who pursued physical strength. Elemental Mages pursued the soul and used the advancement of the soul to promote the improvement of the level of life. Then, what would a Body Refining Mage do? Turn herself into a modified human, or a cyborg?

After nearly half an hour, Ophelia finally calmed down, and the trembling of her body gradually disappeared. Adam and Corestal saw this and tactfully left her room. Soon, Ophelia appeared in front of them in a new set of clothes.

Before the two of them asked, she said directly, "I feel very good now, except for the fact that I'm very hungry. My injuries are almost healed. Every muscle is full of strength. I feel that I can easily kill the magic beast from before. "

Adam said without hesitation, "That's just an illusion. You haven't become stronger at all. The magic power didn't change your nature. It only laid a foundation for you."

Then he told his analysis to the two of them. At this time, the experience of each path was valuable knowledge that could be used to verify their future development.

Corestal looked at Adam with admiration. She didn't understand what Adam said at all, but it sounded very powerful. Ophelia was the same. At this time, she suddenly remembered Adam's words in the manor.

"Another world … Is it true?"

Adam didn't give her a chance to ask. The corpses of the magic beasts killed during the day were still piled up on the deck. At this time, any increase in strength may increase the possibility of survival, not to mention the magic beast meat, which could directly strengthen the body's quality.

Ophelia also thought of this. Because of the excessive cell division, she was now in desperate need of nutrition.

There were many smart people. All the apprentices were moving the magic beasts' corpses. Before this, they didn't know that there was a rest time at night. In the endless battle, no one had the time to care about the corpses. But now, they were all precious resources.

Adam was not in a hurry. He didn't need to eat a lot. The path of a knight or body refining was not what he pursued. Most importantly, the magic beasts' corpses would be almost endless in the next month. There was no need to be in a hurry at all.

In a short period of time, the power of the fireball spell could not be increased. The possibility of learning new spells was also very low. However, shooting five fireballs at the same time gave him a new direction of research. However, this method had relatively strict prerequisites. It couldn't be used as a regular method for now.

Adam stood on the deck and looked at the magic beasts in the dark water. They couldn't board the ship because of the Moldova College's defense mechanism. It was easy to imagine that the number of magic beasts attacking tomorrow morning would be far greater than today's.

Ophelia, on the other hand, walked straight towards the magical beast that had beaten her black and blue. Killing the opponent and then eating it was the romance of a knight.

However, she was one step too late. A male apprentice had already picked up the magic beast's corpse and walked towards the cabin.

Ophelia frowned. She stood in front of him and said coldly, "Put it down. It's mine."

Grand Knights disdained to rob others, but they wouldn't be indifferent if something that belonged to them was taken away. So, her tone was very reasonable.

However, the male apprentice obviously didn't think so. His happy face suddenly turned cold. With a mocking tone, he said, "Yours? Did it write your name? Do you think it will answer if you call it? Move, don't block the way. "

After a day of bloody battle, the name of a Grand Knight could no longer intimidate others. Everyone knew that knights were just like ordinary people in the Continent of Mages. Since everyone was the same, why should they give face to you? Besides, those who were still alive were not cowards. On the contrary, their rationality was close to hysteria under the wash of blood.

"Give it to me." Ophelia repeated again.

The male apprentice suddenly took a step back and said loudly, "Our Lady Ophelia thinks that this magic beast that everyone worked together to kill belongs to her. Do you all agree? "

The male apprentice was very smart, but also very despicable. He first put Ophelia on the opposite side, trying to overwhelm her with numbers and force her to submit.

The rest of the people were attracted. In fact, everyone knew what was going on. However, if they could get a better magic beast, it would be a good thing for them. As for Ophelia's opinion, ha, it didn't matter at all.

Ophelia took a deep breath. "Tom, you're challenging the dignity of nobles again …"

The male apprentice was Tom from the south. He heard her and laughed. "The dignity of nobles, hahaha …" Then, his throat moved and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm to the side. "Bah! Putting on the airs of nobles in the Continent of Mages? Is your brain damaged? Can your identity as a noble help you take another fireball? Hmm? Or can it stop the magic beast from attacking you? Hahaha. "

Ophelia's muscles tensed up. Tom's words seriously insulted her. She looked around and found that only two of the three people from the north were left. At this time, they all lowered their heads.

Tom looked at Ophelia with disdain and showed her a ring with a ruby. "Don't look for it. That idiot called Sam is dead, and this is in my hand."

Ophelia was finally angry. Her blood aura that seemed weaker than before surged. She moved as fast as lightning and grabbed at Tom's throat.

Bang.

Before Ophelia's hand touched Tom, she felt a high temperature coming from the side. She quickly dodged and saw a fireball explode there. It was Quentin who attacked.

"Miss Ophelia, although it's a little offensive to say this, I think he's right. This magical beast was killed by everyone working together. It doesn't belong to you alone. Furthermore, I can't just stand by and watch you attack the members of the organization."

Tom suddenly exploded. He raised his hand and pointed the ruby at Ophelia. "You, you bitch, how dare you attack me. How dare you attack me in front of the organization and Master Quentin. I want you dead!"

The hearts of small people were very twisted and dark. Tom first thought that his identity was different after he became an apprentice and was reprimanded by Ophelia. Then, he struggled to survive against the fierce wave of magic beasts. Now that he finally had power, he was' humiliated 'again. He already saw Ophelia as an enemy.

Even Quentin couldn't bear to listen to such words. After all, he was also a noble. "Tom, shut up." Tom stepped back unwillingly, still staring at Ophelia.

Quentin said again, "Miss Ophelia, I'm sorry, but I really can't give it to you. After all, Randy and I are the same …"

Corestal angrily interrupted Quentin. She couldn't bear to see Ophelia being insulted. "You're talking nonsense. It was Miss Ophelia who fought with her life to hold the magic beast back. You didn't even hit her. Even if this magic beast doesn't belong to Miss Ophelia, it should belong to Adam."