The few chatted for a few more words and asked Zhao Qiankun to concentrate on recuperating, so he left.

After leaving Zhao Qiankun's room and walking a little further, Callahan suddenly asked, "Cameron, do you think Zhao Qiankun was deliberately hit by your sword?"

"I doubted it too!" Cameron shook his head: "But looking at his wound and the feel of that sword, I think it is unlikely!"

"Why?" After listening to Cameron's analysis, Joan of Arc began to feel that Zhao Qiankun was a little suspicious.

"The bigger the monster, the tougher the skin, the thicker the muscle fibers, which is to bear huge weight and provide greater motivation." Cameron explained: "The same is true for humans. The stronger the strength, the higher the strength of the **. The same sword, slashed on ordinary people and on Paladins, the former may be fatal, and the latter may just leave a shallow wound."

"So, can you judge the strength of the opponent's strength from the feeling of chopping people?" Callahan narrowed his eyes.

Cameron nodded: "That feel is indeed stronger than that of an ordinary person. It is probably the same as a monster of the size of the big jaw dragon, but it is not as good as you and me, let alone a monster that is enough to compete with the Vampire Prince!"

If Zhao Qiankun heard this analysis, he would definitely applaud. His current ** is based on the jaw dragon. This Cameron feels really tricky!

"So, Zhao Qiankun really has nothing to do with that skeleton mask?" Joan of Arc clenched his fists: "The only thing that can be confirmed now is that skeleton mask, which is indeed a member of the Dragon Slayer! If I had known that when I was face to face, I should have tried to take off his mask and see his true face!"

"You think easily!" Cameron smiled and said, "If you can beat the prince-level vampire, you will be ghosts if you can take off his mask!"

"But that makes sense!" Callahan said: "At the scene of the death of the ancient dragon, the battle traces showed that the dragon-slaying warriors were only about a dozen people at most... If they were all masters who were enough to compete with the Vampire Prince, if they came to the dozen, they might really be able to kill the ancient dragon!"

"I haven't heard of this kind of master before..." Cameron gritted his teeth and said, "Is it enough to compete with the legendary wizard? Will there be more sixth or even seventh level combat positions in the future?"

"The world is vast!" Joan of Arc was full of expectations: "There are too many unknowns waiting for us to explore and discover. No matter who the mysterious skeleton mask is, from killing the ancient dragon to defeating the blood-sucking king, they will always stand up when evil reappears in the world, without seeking fame. From this perspective, they are the real heroes who silently protect this world!"

As the few people were talking, a long roar suddenly came from the sky. Looking up, Hela was slowly landing on a griffin.

"How is it?" Joan of Arc walked up to ask. They had limited staff before, so they only brought back key materials. After discussion, the Nangong family sent a transportation team to collect the remaining magic materials and immortal remains, led by the griffin knight Hela, and just came back.

"It went very smoothly!" Haila nodded and said, "The mountain was broken completely and it was dug up without much effort. We found a large amount of magic materials, and also photocopied the magic array and scene on site, and brought it back together. But judging from the project volume, we may have to stay here for a while..."

"Have you never encountered undead creatures like the Death Knight again?"

"No!" Hela shook his head: "In case, I brought the Holy Light Bomb Scroll handed to me by Master Mahall, but it turned out to be useless."

"It's best if it's okay!" Cameron smiled and said, "It seems that the previous Death Knight was just the fish that escaped the net last time. The Necromancer should have no other remnants of the remnant guild!"

In the following days, Master Mahall and the disciples cooperated with scholars from the Nangong family to conduct a relatively detailed study of the collected materials, and several paladins also stayed in Xuanyang City.

Within a few days, Zhao Qiankun's injury was almost healed. He was not seriously injured, but his skin was injured. Under the treatment of life magic, he was alive and jumped around after resting for more than a week.

The two mages' research may last at least one or two months. Zhao Qiankun can't wait for so long, so it's time for him to go back and continue to class.

The Paladin logically needs to continue to assist the mage, but Joan of Arc is still a member of the academy and has a duty to guard Zhao Qiankun. Moreover, she also needs to go back to report on the situation here, so only Joan of Arc and Zhao Qiankun chose to return to West Caroline.

The two of them came to the teleportation array and went to the payment office next to pay. When they came, the old dean Gerkin cast the spell, and they used the academy's magic array, so they naturally didn't need to spend money. However, public teleportation arrays around the world require payment to be used. During teleportation, the initiated teleportation array bears the main consumption, and the accepted teleportation array only provides coordinates and has almost no loss, so you just need to pay the money to the local maintenance department when starting the teleportation.

The cost mainly includes two parts: one is the maintenance fee for the magic array material, and the other is the labor fee for the mage. When the magic array is activated, it requires the injection of magic power, and the most common one is the magician. Each teleportation array will be equipped with at least one magician, or crystals charged by the magician.

It doesn't matter whether a magician who provides magic power is good at space magic. As long as he can inject magic power, the magic array will be activated on its own. In addition to the official magicians, many young magicians will work in such places, which can make money and temper magic power. Why not do it?

The two of them came to the payment office, where there was a staff member and two people who looked like magicians.

The magic facilities like teleportation array charge quite high, and few people usually use them, so even in big cities like Xuanyang City, two magicians every day, plus a few bottles of magic potions, are enough to maintain the throughput of this magic array.

By the way, when the students were evacuated, the Nangong family transferred several high-level mages to send them away in multiple times. The number of people who were teleported at one time reached a certain scale, and the magic power consumed would multiply. At this time, teleporting in multiple batches would save magic power, but teleporting to similar coordinate locations requires waiting for the cooling time to level the space, so teleporting in batches would be delayed. Only legendary power like Dean Geerkin had the confidence to pass hundreds of people at once.

After asking about the price, it would cost twenty gold coins to conduct teleportation between the two, half of which were handed over to the magician. Zhao Qiankun felt a little distressed: "But if you infused with magic, I am also a mage, so can I do it!"

Joan of Arc then remembered that Zhao Qiankun was a magic student. He saved a little bit, so he only paid half of the money. He simply asked him to give it a try.

Many mages use their magic power when using the teleportation array, and the staff did not stop them. The two walked into the magic array, and Zhao Qiankun put his hand on the crystal ball that received the magic power according to the instructions and began to brew magic power.

With infinite spirit stones as the core, Zhao Qiankun's magic power can be said to be endless, but due to the magic exemption characteristics of the King Kong Skeleton, it is difficult to communicate with external elements. Before, wearing an ancient dragon skin, it was also extremely high in magic resistance, which caused him to not even lose a first-level magic. But now it is different. He has changed into a big-jawed dragon skin. The big-jawed dragon does not have the magic exemption characteristics, so he feels that he can communicate with external elements and can also lead to magic power!

However, due to the mediocre talent of this skin, Zhang Lang's surging magic can only be used to cast some low-level magic. Fortunately, this teleportation array does not require too good talent. As long as the magic can be successfully derived, no matter whether you are a great magician or a magic apprentice, as long as the magic power is sufficient, it will be used the same.

However, Zhao Qiankun held the crystal ball for half a minute, but the teleportation still did not start...

"You... can't use it?" Joan of Arc looked at him with some doubt. According to her past experience, the mage put his hand and the magic power was immediately introduced and the teleportation would begin in an instant.

Zhao Qiankun was also puzzled. He did it completely according to the instructions, and he felt that the magic power flowed into the crystal ball! Although it was a bit awkward for the first time, it was indeed filled with a lot of magic power. Why didn’t he react?

Just as he was wondering, the magic circle suddenly lit up, and then a magic wave in space came, connecting the academy thousands of miles away. In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two disappeared from the magic circle.

When they came to their senses, they were already standing in the square in front of the Mage Tower of Dean Gerkin.

"Are you back?" Joan of Arc looked at his hands, glanced at Zhao Qiankun, and patted his shoulder: "It seems that you are not very skilled yet, study hard, junior brother!"

"It seems that I'm still not skilled..." Zhao Qiankun was a little depressed. Is it so difficult to become a magician?

After returning, Joan of Arc naturally had to go to the dean's place to report first, and Zhao Qiankun could just go to the department, and the two of them separated here.

How Zhao Qiankun explained to the teacher in the department for the time being, after saying hello, Joan of Arc came to the dean's office through the teleportation secret door and met Gerkin.

"I'm back!" Dean Gelkin smiled and said, "How is it, is the investigation still going well?"

"Everything goes well!" Joan of Arc sat on the sofa and nodded, "Xuanyang City has controlled the hill occupied by the Necrotic Guild. Master Mahall and Klinyi are still studying it. It is estimated that they will stay there for a while."

"It should be fine with Teacher Mahall here!" Dean Gerkin nodded and said, "Although he has not entered the legend yet, if we talk about the depth and breadth of magic research, there is probably no one in the world! But I heard that you have met a mysterious master this time?"

"It's true... without him, we might all die at the hands of the Necromancer this time!"

"He is stronger than the Paladin?"
Chapter completed!