"Is this the recognition of blaspheming the slate? It's too exaggerated. It's going to break myself to pieces." Weinerson complained, and couldn't help but wonder if the current situation was the so-called recognition.
"Venerer van der Rohe!"
"teacher!"
Weinerson turned his head and saw Professor Claudius walking over with a dark face, and suddenly felt uneasy.
"No wonder Professor Wright accepted him as a student. Although the blasphemous slate used by the college for testing is an imitation, it contains a trace of the original extraordinary atmosphere and cannot be destroyed casually." Meili squatted at the door, looking at Staying on the twisted creature, it was obvious that she had seen the clues.
"From the beginning of St. Honavitch's University to the present, it seems that many people have been recognized at the freshmen's banquet, but he should be the first to destroy the blasphemous stone, but he probably hasn't realized how much he has done. Something surprising." Dennis pressed the half-high silk hat on his head with his hand, becoming more and more interested in his little brother.
"Both handsome and capable, he is in line with the personal heroism that we Zhanbaiting advocates!" Catalina chuckled, looking at Avril, and whispered intentionally or unintentionally:
"Little brother Wei Nasen is really outstanding. Sister, I like him more and more."
"Boring..." Avril replied expressionlessly, then turned around, put on her monocle, walked into the darkness alone, and left here.
...
"Teacher, I, um...has the test been completed?"
When Professor Claudius walked towards him, Weinerson whispered awkwardly, like the buzzing sound of a small insect.
He originally thought that the professor would reprimand him in person for damaging the blasphemous slate and ask him to pay compensation, but what he didn't expect was that Professor Claudius walked up to him and the first words he spoke were not words like this, but unusual praise. praise.
"Weinersen van der Rohe is very talented."
"Ah, teacher, I'm not..." Before Weinerson finished speaking, Claudy interrupted him directly, and then he heard a small voice in his ear:
"Don't make it public, your talent will be jealous of people with ulterior motives."
Weinerson identified the source of the voice as Professor Claudy. He nodded slightly towards the professor to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, teacher!"
"Um."
Professor Claudius said "hmm" and nodded with satisfaction. Then he looked at the giant twisted creature. He saw that the creature immediately opened its mouth and spat out jagged words one after another.
"The existence of gods, the great power sleeping deep in the ocean, the soul that does not belong to this era, the eternal legend that spans thousands of years..."
Weinerson listened to the words spoken by the twisted creature. He clung to the edge of the stool and suddenly took a breath of air:
"How does it know?"
"You're asking me if I know this, right?" The twisted creature seemed to be full of spirituality for a moment, with super-powerful thinking, and even its expression became anthropomorphic. It said:
"I smell a familiar smell from you. You don't carry a level 0 sealed object, so this smell can only appear on you."
"You will become a force that shakes up the entire era. There is no doubt that Honavitch University will help you go to the road of glory, but I have a condition. When you are strong enough, an unsolvable disaster will happen in Honavitch." , please help to tide over the disaster."
"St. Hornavitch University is backed by the Hornavitch Church. How could a disaster happen in Ghent or on the Phaedras continent?" Weinerson chewed on the words of the twisted creature.
This sounds like a fantasy, something that is impossible to happen. At least on this continent, there is no force that can bring disaster to Honavitch.
"There are too many unknown and miraculous powers in this world. Even gods cannot be omniscient and omnipotent, and cannot always protect the church they created. If evil revives one day, it will definitely cause great damage, so That’s when you need to stand up..."
Having said this, the twisted creature paused and said, "You are now Wright's student, but no matter what, you are nominally a freshman admitted to Honavitch University. I hope you can show extraordinary power and win the trust of the world." To inspire the students of the academy from the perspective of an idol.”
"You...are not an amorphous cub, are you?" Weinerson asked in a low voice with some certainty in his confusion.
"Have you been discovered? As expected, the fallen berry cubs left here will be easily discovered if they look different." The twisted creature chuckled.
"Fallberry?" Weinerson asked doubtfully.
"That's the name of the amorphous creatures. The names I gave them sound nice."
"You name them. They are the servants of the Sleeping and Crimson God. You...Sleeping and Crimson God..."
As Weinerson spoke, he suddenly stopped and looked at the twisted creature in front of him. An ancient, indescribable, and indescribable smell hit his face.
What stood in front of him at this moment was still a twisted creature, completely bathed in the rich mist above the Crimson Throne.
The surroundings are no longer a splendid banquet hall, but a strange place shaped like Raleye City.
The extremely dense mist was keenly aware of Weinerson's changes.
"This is just a projection. My gods are not on this continent. Don't worry too much. Okay, it's time for you to answer the previous questions."
"Are you kidding? You are a real god. Even if it's just a projection screen, do I have the right to bargain?" Weinerson nodded obediently and had no objection to this.
"Haha, well, since you have decided, then as the first president of Honavitch University, I will give you a gift as the initial reward for the transaction!"
A piece of parchment quickly appeared from the air, and then floated into the inner pocket of the waist.
"Given by sacrifice, I think you know what to do. I hope to see you again in the near future."
Weinerson originally wanted to refuse. After all, the objects of gifts and sacrifices were gods. At this moment, his head suddenly went numb, as if the processor suddenly lost power.
In Weinerson's sight, everything slowed down and became bizarre. His consciousness seemed to travel through layers of time and space, and even the movement of bending his arms was mixed with afterimages.
He saw the gray fog dissipate, the Crimson Throne dissolve, and the surrounding scenes collapse. He saw Professor Claudius stop and stand beside him, all the new students' faces turned toward him, and the twisted creatures reappeared.
These scenes came closer to him frame by frame through the lens, until he saw Professor Claudy slowly stretched out his palm and patted his shoulder.
Suddenly, Weinerson's thoughts and vision returned to normal at the same time, as if he had just hallucinated, and his arm was still inserted into the mouth of the twisted creature.
"5 stars, outstanding talent, rare genius!"
The twisted creature spoke, and at the same time, the broken blasphemous tablet was repaired.
Professor Claudius patted Weinerson on the shoulder with a smile, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"good, very good!"
Very high praise. I saw a different look in Professor Claudy's eyes.
"Oh my god, it's actually a 5-star talent. I heard that in the nearly 100 years of history of Hornavich University, there have only been six 5-star talents!" Such a sentence suddenly appeared in the crowd, and then detonated the whole world. field.
"Weinersen, is his name Weinersen? Have you never heard of him among the nobles?" one of the blond male students asked.
"Weinersen van der Rohe is handsome and has an extraordinary temperament. He is also a very outstanding priest. Maybe I should tell my father about my fiancé."
Another female student in a palace dress said, with an indescribable color in her eyes.
"Oh, what kind of nobleman? Judging from his appearance, brown hair and amber eyes, he might be one of us from Zhanbaiting." A female student with brown hair and breasts as big as a cow stepped forward, her momentum was quite strong. said.
"With a 5-star talent, our Tuduo Kingdom is about to decide."
"I went back to write a telegram to my father in the evening, saying that there is a 5-star talent in Honavitch University, and I must grab it no matter what, even if I have to hook up with a little girl, such a person will at least be an angel on land in the end. level."
"..."
When Weinerson saw the crowds of people at the dining table, everyone looking at him with their necks bent, wanting to come forward to carve it up, he suddenly froze on the spot.
"Quiet!"
Professor Claudy said something majestic, and the powerful pressure instantly silenced everyone present.
"The test continues! Next, Linda!"
"Okay, teacher!"
After confirming, Weinerson left the bench and trotted down, despite the dazzling stares.
"That's great Weinerson, you are actually a 5-star talent!" Lilith Moore stepped over Ron and said in an exaggerated tone:
"Karl said that in the past 100 years, there have only been 6 people with 5-star talents, including you, you are the 6th one."
"Excellent!" Carl commented approvingly.
"Let's form a team. After the freshmen enroll, there will be a competition for points. It's just right for a team of four." Ron said at this time, as if he couldn't wait.
With the addition of 5-star talented priests, hum, I can guarantee that not only will we be the champions, but the remaining teams will definitely have an unforgettable experience.
