In the dense forest outside Feiniao Town.
Several figures were suspended quietly in mid-air, and the rain fell on their hair and foreheads and fell naturally, unable to get them half wet.
The few people just looked at the altar in silence, neither speaking casually nor testing rashly, nor did they exchange eyes with each other, as if they maintained some kind of tacit understanding.
Not long after, some more people arrived one after another. Some of them were suspended in mid-air without saying a word like these people. Others came through the air and took the initiative to say hello to them before landing on the ground and standing still.
Most of these people choose to condense a barrier of energy on their body surface to completely block the rain and prevent water droplets from getting on them.
Perhaps the former has a higher level of cultivation and cannot be touched by rainwater, while the latter is weaker and will get wet if it does not block the rain. However, for Wei Feng who is watching the battle, the former can see everyone's appearance clearly, while the latter can only Can capture human silhouettes.
After a few breaths of silence in the field, a suspended figure scanned the circle of people present and nodded to another suspended figure. The latter understood, stretched out his hand in the air and nodded a few times, then immediately signaled that he was done.
Wei Feng didn't know what he had done, but he felt that when the man made his move, the rainwater in the area near the altar seemed to freeze for a moment, and then returned to normal the next moment, but he didn't know what happened.
At this time, the figure who made the first move spoke: "The energy here has been blocked. You can express your opinions on this thing."
There was silence in the field, and a person who arrived later spoke first: "A few days ago, I compiled the information sent back by Fengwei. This kind of building appeared in one witness report, and there were also three interrogations. It was also mentioned in the report.
According to intelligence, this object may be called the job-changing altar. The abilities of the two people with special abilities captured by the Shadow Guards came from here. The specific information is in the Wind Shadow Tower. You can adjust it yourself if necessary. Pick. "
He knew that everyone present had the authority to access this information, so he said it directly without any hesitation. As for the adults in the sky, they naturally knew about it a long time ago, and it was him who reported it. Again, it was just to help. The adults set the stage so that they would not be abrupt when they spoke.
After he finished speaking, someone spoke up: "I heard that this so-called profession is another ability system that is different from Yuan Li. It is even completely different from our study of the immortal and demon system, whether it is the working principle, source or consumption of the ability. There’s no way to find out.”
Another voice came out: "I heard that many secret realms with vortexes as entrances have appeared recently. Could this thing have the same origin?"
The person who first reported the report nodded to him: "I'm afraid it's related. You should all know that there will be output after solving the weirdness in the vortex, and those who enter the job transfer altar and come out will become so-called professionals. If professionals clear the whirlpool secret realm, they can get additional rewards."
The man just now asked again: "Director Liu, does he know the highest combat power that the so-called professionals can achieve?"
Manager Liu glanced at a certain adult floating in the air, hesitated for a moment and replied: "The combat power of professionals is suspected to be related to the so-called level. After killing practitioners or weird things in the secret realm, practitioners can obtain names. It is an 'experience' thing. Once the experience reaches a certain amount, the level of the professional can be improved.
Currently, the two professionals captured by Shadow Guard have levels, one is seventeen and the other is thirty-one. In addition to the huge difference in physique, their abilities are also very different. They also release low-level abilities. The latter requires It is several times stronger than the former. According to the latter, it is suspected that for every ten levels the level is increased, the ability they call 'skill' will be several points stronger. "
The man took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice: "If murder is really used as a way to improve one's abilities, the world may be in chaos."
After saying this, everyone present was shocked. This information had not yet been made public by Fengying Tower, and they were the first to hear it. If Director Liu dared to say it directly today, I am afraid that several adults had already confirmed it and tacitly approved it to the people present. These people went public.
There was silence in the field for a while, with only the patter of rain falling. However, the sound of rain, which was so calming in the past, could not calm the uneasiness of the people present. They were even thinking about this so-called professional system. Is it related to this catastrophe?
"alright."
After a long silence, the figure suspended in the air spoke again.
"No matter where this so-called profession comes from, what we can do is to strengthen ourselves, the university palace, and the Jiang Kingdom. Only by improving our own strength can we have the confidence to fight against the catastrophe that may come." He said this His words were basically confirming everyone’s guesses.
"The Academy has never been a complacent institution, and we are not people who are afraid of change. Now that we have the opportunity to become professionals, we naturally cannot be timid because of some worries in our hearts. The sooner we are exposed to the professional system, the sooner we can familiarize ourselves with the world. changes, of course, we must also bear the risks that pioneers should bear.
The altar can only provide one person with a job change at a time, and it will disappear after being used. Everyone, does anyone want to seize this opportunity? "
As soon as he finished speaking, many people present cast their eyes on someone standing, and that person took a few steps forward without hesitation, causing several other people who were interested to stop their movements immediately.
The suspended man nodded: "Okay, Changqiu, then you can go."
This young man named "Chang Qiu" has a handsome face, a high nose, a determined and cold eyes, and a sharp edge in his sword eyebrows. Hearing this, he nodded to the man in the air and put his hands on his waist. He sheathed the sword hilt and strode towards the altar.
Just as he was about three feet away from the altar, the four gargoyles in the corners of the altar suddenly opened their scarlet eyes. The next moment, their sharp blade-like wings spread out, and their bodies bounced up from the four corners of the altar and shot toward the person. Young people, like lightning piercing the dark night, come suddenly in the next moment, so fast and fierce that it is difficult to describe in words.
Wei Feng, who was lying on the bedside, suddenly jumped up. There was something wrong with the strength of these four gargoyles. It was too wrong. The rain clearly reflected the strength and speed of their wings. They were definitely not comparable to the four that Zhai Zhiming provoked. More than dozens or hundreds of times stronger.
It is not appropriate to describe the two as a strong man or a child, and it is only barely appropriate to compare them with humans and ants.
If Zhai Zhiming had faced a gargoyle of this strength at that time, let alone one against four, even one hundred against four would not be enough to kill the opponent instantly.
The young man in the field had calm eyes, and there was no fear in his eyes when facing the four gargoyles. The arm holding the sword moved slightly, and a sword light that shined particularly brightly in the dark night passed by, and the four gargoyles appeared. It split into eight pieces and crashed to the ground.
Looking at the young man, his long sword had already been sheathed. If it weren't for the evidence of the debris on the ground, we wouldn't even be sure whether he had drawn the sword just now. He just walked along the stone steps to the altar step by step and walked to the center of the six-pointed star. Stand still with your eyes closed, and your consciousness enters the job transfer hall.
No matter how long it seems to have passed in the job transfer hall, there is only one moment in the real world. In the next moment, his eyelids moved slightly as if they were about to open. At the same time, the altar under his feet quickly faded and was about to disappear in an instant.
A certain figure that had been hanging in mid-air and had never spoken a word suddenly moved at this moment. His big hand was waved down like thunder, and in his hand, a strange-shaped long knife was also here. In the process, it changes from virtual to real.
While the long sword was slashing, his figure kept flashing around the altar. In less than a blink of an eye, he had already swung tens of thousands of knives. However, the sword lights that cut apart the space were all gone. It was annihilated on the altar itself and failed to damage the altar at all.
Even people other than him were not sure whether each of the swords actually hit the altar.
It wasn't until the last moment before the altar disappeared that he struck the gargoyle that had fallen to the ground with his knife, and finally a violent slashing sound erupted.
The next moment, the altar disappeared, and a young man named Changqiu appeared on the ground and opened his eyes. The long knife in the hand of the one who drew the knife also disappeared at the same time. He only opened his hand to suck something into his hand. He nodded to the others and disappeared.
The other people didn't show any reaction to his sudden outburst. They looked at each other and disappeared.
Only the figure who spoke before disappeared said: "Changqiu, do your own research first, and I will call you over later."
The young man named Changqiu felt thoughtfully as he felt the sword intent still remaining in this space. Even the other people's farewells to him seemed unheard, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
(End of chapter)
