Volume 3: Dramatic Changes in Life Chapter 156: Wizards Guild (3)

When George came back to his senses, he was already lying in the magic pool in the center of the hall on the first floor, soaking in these springs that could quickly restore magic and spiritual power.

This is a defense mechanism of the magic tower. Mages like George who are about to reach the peak of their spell level will inevitably encounter two types of special situations when they learn higher-level spells in advance:

Because of attempts to cast spells beyond the level, resulting in a dangerous mana rampage to the magic tower; or due to immersion in enlightenment, the dangerous state of mental or mana exhaustion unknowingly.

In order to suppress these two emergencies, the magic tower will automatically teleport people with runaway magic outside the tower; or send people with mental exhaustion to the central pool for treatment.

This is not the kindness of the people who built the Magic Tower, or the VIP service of George's master class fare. This is just the stress response of the tower to protect itself. After all, for city managers, every city The magic towers in the world are built with a lot of manpower and material resources. Although the magic tower also charges a certain fee when it is open to the public, compared with the high cost of maintaining it, it is really a drop in the bucket.

Floating in this warm liquid condensed by pure magic power, George felt that his brain began to function again. The feeling of weakness caused by being overly immersed in the hallucination of the civet reflex had been swept away with the help of the magic pool. And empty.

Taking one last look at the record on the ceiling, which was the strongest level five forbidden spell recorded in this wizard's union - chain lightning, George tightened his fists. If he can be found not guilty in the trial in the Griffin Heart Imperial City, then there are still many roads waiting for him to explore in the future!

Through a dark magic door, George left the Wizards Guild and came to the Hall of the Dead next to it. Compared with the spacious and bright indoor environment of the Wizards' Guild, the Hall of the Dead seems particularly cold and small. The dim blue ghost lights flickered on and off the bookcase covered with spider webs. The books on it were just scattered and randomly placed, and it didn't look like anyone had taken care of them at all.

In fact, compared to the Wizards Guild where you can see mages coming and going on every floor, there is no one here except George. The only other creature besides George is probably jumping around on the bookcase. Rats, and fist-sized spiders crawling on the ceiling.

"It's... so shabby!"

George felt a little headache. Although he knew that necromancy was not a mainstream magic in the mainland. Except for the undead, there were very few mages who practiced necromancy. However, he did not expect that even the magic palace was made so poor. Down and out!

What George couldn't accept the most was the so-called "magic pool" in the Hall of the Dead - just a larger coffin containing less than half of the black magic liquid. You know, the magic pool of the Wizards Guild that George just dipped in is big enough for George to swim and dive in it.

The Book of the Dead seemed to be aware of George's current situation, and the whispers in his ears turned into eerie ridicules. Without waiting for George to react, the Book of the Dead came out of his hand and wandered around the entire room in the Hall of the Dead. It returned to George's hand, and then it began to turn pages quickly and automatically, including the necromancy spells common in mainland China recorded in the Hall of the Dead, all appeared in front of George.

"Summoning skeletons, weakness, slowness, poison...it seems there are a lot of spells to learn."

Since there is no solution to the whispers in the ears here, let's simply put this problem aside and learn some necromancy first.

In order to facilitate the recovery of mana, George alone monopolized the magic pool in the palace of the dead, which was in the coffin. As for the materials needed for necromancy, which were corpses, George only had to use them locally - thanks to this dead person. The palace has not been taken care of all year round, and the corpses of mice or other small things that have been "saved for many years" can always be found in the corners of the room.

"The boat will naturally straighten up when it reaches the bridge, that's all it can do!"

What George, who was immersed in the study of necromancy, didn't know was that the fate of his father-in-law, Arthur, was about to intersect with him again!

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