Chapter 1 Rui’s Opportunity (This chapter is free)

Rui is a primary magic casting master, but he has been at this level for five years, so even after he is over thirty, he still has to endure the commandments of those young casting masters and act as errands under their orders. In fact, it is not that Rui is not working hard enough or has no talent, but his luck is too bad.

Ruy, who was born in Gu Han, has always had an inexplicable enthusiasm for casting, so when he met the mid-level demon casting master, he tried his best to satisfy his preferences and became an apprentice of a casting master as he wished. Unfortunately, the demon casting master passed away a few years later. Several brothers immediately divided all their property and left dozens of gold coins for Rui, who was slightly slight.

After that, Rui, who only learned some casting fur, also tried to study from other magic casting masters. However, with his apprenticeship level and meager property, which magic casting master could like him? After many encounters, Rui simply purchased the basic materials and explored it by himself according to the half-baked casting theory left by the teacher. After several years of careful consideration, he finally advanced from an apprentice to a basic casting master, but in the next five years, he did not make any progress.

"Ruy, what are you doing?" The sudden shouts interrupted his memory. A young man in the middle-level magic casting robe came quickly and ordered impatiently: "Listen, those high-level casting makers are coming soon. Please listen to my command and treat them well. If something goes wrong..."

"Yes, Mr. Godor, I will do my best." Looking at Godor beside me, Rui sighed helplessly, secretly depressed by his ups and downs. If I remember correctly, Godor was a casting apprentice six years ago, and even called him Mr. He respectfully when he saw him; but just five years later, he could instruct himself with disdain, and he had to respectfully call him Mr. He...

"The Demon Forging Master, it's indeed a very snobbish person!" With a long sigh again, Rui forced himself to cheer up and looked at the smoke and dust gradually rising in the distance. Godor stood beside him, his pale cheeks were full of flattering smiles. Rui certainly knew the reason why he made this expression - those upcoming Demon Forging Masters are all high-level or above. Even if they just give a few words or give some materials, it would be enough for them, such ordinary Forging Masters to benefit from it.

"But who can see me?" Shaking his head and put aside his fantasy, Rui barely smiled and watched several carriages galloping from afar. But the next moment, an unexpected change suddenly happened - on the distant horizon, the sound of horse hooves suddenly echoed, and a magnificent and atmospheric chariot slowly appeared. With a domineering momentum, it squeezed through several carriages, crossed the plain like lightning, and crushed all obstacles into powder.

"Then, is that... a bone horse?" As the distance gradually shortened, Rui and Godor couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise when they saw the creature pulling the cart. Compared to the horse worth a thousand gold, the bone horse from the underworld may not be beautiful, but it has a strong deterrence and threatening power. However, at this moment, someone could use four unruly bone horses to pull the cart. So what kind of power do the passengers have?

But then, as the bone horses roared and neighed, everyone's eyes moved away from them and focused on the ancient chariot - the silver body was grand and magnificent, shining in the morning sun; the patterns poured by gold and platinum were enough to make the art masters appreciate it; and the intermediate materials exposed outside the walls of the car were allowed to be eroded by the cold wind, which made people sigh...

"The gods are above, those nobles who have money and nowhere to use will definitely go crazy!" Rui and Godor looked at each other and couldn't help but hold their chests. At the same time, the chariot had already rushed to the entrance of the venue without slowing down, but just as everyone thought it would directly hit in, the four bone horses neighed together, suddenly raised their hooves with behavior that violated the rules of physics, and barely stopped in front of Rui and Godor.

In the silent silence, the silver wall of the chariot slowly descended, revealing the true face of Mount Lushan of the mysterious visitor. In the faint light, the energetic old man slowly stood up and walked down slowly with the support of a beautiful girl - he was wearing a strange robe that was indescribable and had a space ring that could only be cast by a high-level magic caster on his ring finger... And against the backdrop of the chariot, Hanfu and ring, the arrogant and arrogant expression seemed so natural that everyone could not curse the first half of the sentence in his heart.

"Who is this?" At this moment, everyone was wondering. Rui and Godor looked at each other, and finally took a few steps forward uneasyly, bowed to the arrogant old man standing there with his hands behind his back, and asked respectfully: "Hello, welcome to the competitive meeting! Can you tell me..."

"Bastard, you actually dare to knock my carriage away!" Due to the previous robbery, another carriage was cut into a crack, so the fat demon caster who jumped out of the car suddenly stepped forward angrily and tried to severely punish the impolite colleague. But when he saw the other person's appearance, the originally angry demon caster suddenly became stunned and murmured in disbelief: "Vie, Master Victor, you actually..."

As soon as the words "Victor" were expressed, it was like throwing bait into a hungry fish, which made the scene suddenly burst into a roar. Rui opened his mouth blankly, thinking that there was something wrong with his hearing - Victor? The most outstanding demon caster in the continent in decades? The "soul caster" who was known as the "Left Hand of God" and suddenly disappeared? The gods are above, why did he appear here without warning? Isn't there any rumors that he has passed away?

"I heard that some people think I'm dead... Giggs, do you think so too?" He patted Vivian's back of his hand gently, An Ruoran searched the memories left by Victor and sneered at the fat demon caster in front of him. Under his cold gaze, Giggs, who was just a mid-level caster back then, immediately shook his head subconsciously and replied respectfully: "You, you're joking! I'm just surprised that this competition will actually work on your big move. I believe the organizers will be happy!"

"I'm old and I always want to come out before leaving the world!" Air conditioning was sprayed out from my nostrils. An Ruoran ignored Giggs who was trying to catch up with him and slowly turned around to look at the two receptionists. Godor's reaction was several times faster than Rui. When he saw the other party looking, he hurriedly took two steps forward and smiled flatteringly: "Master Victor, I am the receptionist of this competition. If you don't mind, please allow me to serve you."

With an instinctive attitude, An Ruoran almost blurted out "Hard-for-nothing". However, after being gently pinched by Vivian, he immediately remembered the identity of his role and couldn't help but frown slightly. After considering Victor's strange character, An Ruoran pointed to Rui who was a few steps behind and said lightly, "No need, I don't like you... Who is here to lead the way for me!"

"Me?" Rui was still shocked. Until his companions pushed him a few times, he took a few steps forward in disbelief and bowed to An Ruoran. Even though he was already standing in front of this super-level demon caster, Rui still couldn't believe that Victor actually chose him... The gods are here, look at the jealous gazes of the demon caster around him. This is enough capital to brag for a long time in the future!

"Is there anyone else?" An Ruoran frowned slightly and glanced at the dull first-level caster coldly. After a moment of pause, he suddenly turned his hand and called out a Hanfu and threw it to the other party at will. "Put this constant temperature robe. Even if I just lead the way for me for the time being, I can't tolerate a shabby waiter like you!"

As soon as this was said, a low scream suddenly sounded in the crowd, mixed with indescribable envy. Many people looked at Rui with that jealous look, hoping to kick him over to the ground on the spot and take his place. The constant temperature robe is Victor's original work - regardless of its level and its magical use, just relying on the Victor magic seal on the robe is enough for many nobles to use as a family heirloom.

"Really, really give it to me?" Rui was overjoyed and hurriedly put on the robe, fearing that the other party would take it back after being half a step slower. Looking at his surprise expression, An Ruoran couldn't help but sigh - this robe was made casually on the way, and the original purpose was just to improve his casting experience. Unexpectedly, after attaching Victor's magic seal, it would have such a sensational effect. If he had known this, he would have made a few more pieces to sell, so he would have saved money to buy the initial materials...

"No, at that time I was penniless, where did I get the money to buy materials to cast robes?" This thought was fleeting, but An Ruoran couldn't help but smile bitterly at his logic. At the same time, Rui had already tried to calm down his thoughts by changing into the robes. He took a deep breath, bowed to An Ruoran, and then spoke in the most calm voice: "Master Victor, please come with me, maybe we need to register first."

"Register?" An Ruoran frowned slightly, looking very dissatisfied with this unnecessary approach. However, in Rui's almost begging eyes, he still nodded slightly and waved his hand: "Okay, let me see by the way, who is planning to compete with me!"

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