Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

This is a rare trick that can "legally" hunt dragons without being hunted down by the dragon clan.

Lu Wenwu didn't know what these professors thought, he just followed his own practices and ideas.

Conquer people with virtue and convince people with reason.

Martial ethics is also virtue, and physics is also reason.

As long as there is one that can decide, it doesn’t matter which one it is.

"Dear professors and the president, I have something I want to ask you."

As a person with social phobia, Lu Wenwu took the initiative to speak and break the awkward and weird atmosphere.

"That blood demon, Bra, claims that he is immortal and can be resurrected even if he dies. What's going on? And why can he enable people who have no magical talent to use magic after possessing them?"

"Well, that's a long story. In fact, it's not a secret among senior students and professors. It's more like a campus legend," said Principal Douglas.

Afterwards, he briefly recounted the life story and legend of the blood demon Bra.

It's probably a story about a young genius who has been pursuing ancient magic but cannot obtain it. He thinks the academy is hiding it from him and not teaching him, and eventually he turns evil and goes astray due to hatred. Finally, by chance, he obtains the inheritance of a god, whose authenticity is unknown, and then returns to school to give up his life in anger.

However, this is not important and cannot be considered a legend.

The important thing is that the blood demon Bra can indeed be resurrected, but the time of resurrection after each death is not certain.

The shortest interval was only a week, and the longest was more than two hundred years.

He could not necessarily cultivate to a new level after each resurrection, it mainly depended on luck - he was a very incompetent old grandfather, he always treated the host like a leek, and was extremely keen on returning to school to give away heads before he had fully developed, so it was too difficult for him to get back on his feet.

What is even more incredible is that in the first few hundred years, the blood demon Bra actually did not have the power to bring magical talents to the host.

Until one day, he abnormally possessed an ordinary person who had no talent for spellcasting at all, but manipulated this ordinary person to practice all the way to the level of a mage. Only then did the Magic Academy discover this strange phenomenon.

The college also organized professors to try to capture and study it, but to no avail.

The power that could lead to resurrection could not be analyzed at all, and the soul of the blood demon Bra looked completely normal.

We can only guess based on the priesthood of the God of Blood and Darkness that the Blood Demon Bra might have relied on some forbidden magic and the power of the gods to steal the spellcasting abilities and cultivation talents of many previous hosts, and bestow them on later hosts who had no talent.

After all, another name for the God of Blood and Darkness is the God of Shadows and Thieves that thieves believe in.

If he is truly the "Son of God" chosen by the God of Blood and Darkness, it is credible that he possesses such abilities.

Ordinary thieves steal money, and the concept thief steals talents.

That makes sense, right?

Chapter 325 I Think I Can Do It

Since Bloodthirster Bra is like a randomly refreshed wild BOSS, he comes to Magik every now and then to show off his presence and then kill people. He is actually quite famous among the teachers and students who have been in the school for a long time.

Even in some places among the people, there is a story about "The Horror Legend of Mobra, the Chosen One of the Blood God", which is probably similar to Bloody Mary, the Rabbit Killer, the Pig-Headed Butcher and other similar ghost stories that scare children.

Even though there are different versions of the legend, generally speaking, everyone believes that:

The blood demon Bra is the chosen son of the God of Blood and Dark Night. It is filled with vengeful and hateful spirits that cannot be destroyed.

Those possessed by him will become geniuses in practicing arcane arts and magic in a short period of time, and the dark side of their temperament will be infinitely magnified.

He possesses the power bestowed by the God of Blood and Darkness, and can absorb the life energy of other creatures for his own use. He also has the powerful power to escape into the shadows, making him a shadow master with extremely strong escape abilities.

The strong resentment in the Bra ghost will cause the host's sanity to decline to a certain extent.

Over time, this would lead to both the host and the blood demon Bra eventually dying in their quest for revenge against the Magik School of Magic.

The host's soul is destroyed, and he doesn't even have the chance to become an undead creature.

The destroyed blood demon Bra will lie dormant for a while, looking for an opportunity to find the next victim again.

Legend has it that he is very powerful and as difficult to deal with as a maggot on the tarsal bone.

In reality, he was just like that. Eight out of ten times, the hosts he chose failed at the speed of light before he even became a mage. The threat he posed to the Magic Academy of Magic was close to zero.

It was for this reason that when Lu Wenwu took out a soul fragment belonging to the blood demon Bula in front of everyone and asked about its purpose, the professors were not shocked.

They were just surprised at how terrifying Lu Wenwu's bloodline talent was, even being able to cut through souls directly.

Old man Wood even directly assured that he was 80% sure that he could use this fragment to help Lu Wenwu refine a blood demon tracking disk.

Make sure that the next time the Blood Demon is resurrected, as long as he gets within a certain range, Lu Wenwu will be able to detect him immediately.

Lu Wenwu still had great trust in this God of Alchemy and decisively agreed to old man Wood's proposal.

He had a hunch that he would soon be able to fight alongside this blood demon (sure)!

After solving the sudden trouble of the Blood Demon, Lu Wenwu's life returned to normal.

After learning of his dragon identity, several academy leaders did not take any other actions. They only gave him a small privilege after asking for his personal wishes and the opinion of Isidro, the "guardian dragon".

They don't have to take any tests and can attend classes in any of the three grades as long as Isidro and Lu Wenwu feel there is no problem with it.

It is unreasonable to hold dragons to human standards.

It was also because of the exposure of this incident that Douglas's worries at the opening ceremony disappeared without a trace.

The lifespan of a pure-blooded dragon is at least a thousand years, and its cultivation speed is much faster than that of humans.

Refocusing the heart of magic and forging the ladder of truth can be achieved through hard work.

On the other hand, Ild's Death School had no intention of covering up and directly told the whole process, except for Lu Wenwu's identity.

The professors used this as a warning to the students and ordered them not to learn from Lu Wenwu - it was definitely a dangerous thing for a wizard who had not passed the academy's certification to face the blood demon host alone.

As a result, Lu Wenwu became famous again in the academy.

At the same time, the fact that he killed the blood demon and the blood demon host also caused a heated discussion among the students.

The blood demon incident directly caused the library to be full for a week, and students who did not come to the library on weekdays also wanted to borrow some books on miscellaneous talks and legends.

Lu Wenwu felt a little resentful about this matter.

There were too many people borrowing books, so he could no longer read some of the books he had originally planned to read.

But soon, his little resentment disappeared without a trace.

With the approval of the principal, he can now participate in higher-level small-class teaching with senior students, and no longer has to take those basic courses that he has already mastered.

However, the content in the class made Lu Wenwu feel a little helpless.

For example, now, he was listening to a senior who was about to advance to the mage explaining his understanding of a certain spell.

The height and weight of the pronunciation, the gesture of waving the magic wand, the adjustment of syllables, and even the angle and rotation scale of the magic wand.

Long paragraphs of professional terms kept popping out of the senior's mouth, and various words that I didn't know what they meant but sounded very cool came one after another.

When this boastful senior gets excited, he will directly summon the target in the classroom and demonstrate it on the spot.

In the audience, the students were fascinated.

On the stage, the professor showed a satisfied look.

Only Lu Wenwu became more and more confused.

No?

What the hell is this?

Do we need to use these messy things to enhance the power of spells?

Isn't it enough to just have strong emotions and will?

What about the magic that is converted into a spell and then shot out in the air, and the micro-manipulation relies on quick shaking of the wrist to make the spell turn and change direction in the air?

Isn't it possible to do it as long as the mental strength is strong enough?

After the class, Lu Wenwu was confused.

I understood it, but not completely.

So, Lu Wenwu knocked on the door of the principal's office with his questions and asked the doubts in his heart.

Does the nature of magic depend on the will of the magician himself?

If so, then why can those inexplicable modifications still enhance the power of magic?

Isidro had communicated with him too many times before. His research on human magic was still a little behind the development of dragon language magic inherited from his bloodline, and he also couldn't understand the principle of silent casting.

There are people at the level of a god of magic who can ask, why not go?

"Your understanding of magic is much better than Isidro's. This may be due to the fact that you have not received the education and training of an orthodox dragon. This makes your outlook on life different from that of a normal dragon."

In the principal's office, Douglas sat on the large leather sofa, sipping black tea comfortably.

From time to time, he would elegantly use the expensive silver cutlery to cut off a piece of cheese, mashed potatoes and egg pancake as a snack.

"After only studying for more than half a year, you can gain insight into the essence of magic. This kind of talent can truly be called a peerless genius. At least it was only after I reached the stage of truth that I gradually realized this." The old principal said with a smile.

Lu Wenwu pondered for a moment: "So what you mean is that whether or not magic can be released, as well as the power of magic, really only depends on the magician's own will?"

"That's right." Douglas nodded slightly. "On the continent, due to the gods, although the characters used by various countries are the same, the pronunciations vary from place to place, and the pronunciations of spells are also different. This is why magicians can still cast the same magic even if the spells are different."

"But I understand the skills described in those books!"

Halfway through his words, Lu Wenwu suddenly realized.

The methods used by those seniors did not essentially violate the law of "will" that he had envisioned.

Whether it is a spell or a casting gesture, it is just the embodiment of those abstract and difficult to understand concepts.

In the process of chanting spells and waving the magic wand, Ben will impose a subconscious force on himself, making his will firm to execute a certain order.

This is similar to the principle of Lu Wenwu relying on soul power to forcibly improve himself.

It’s just that the method in the book is more intuitive.

After all, on the Continent of Gods, even the truth mages born from the undead creatures cannot manipulate their souls and control their will so finely.

This is also the reason why some magicians like to snap their fingers when casting spells silently, to give themselves a mental hint.

hiss.

and many more!

If the essence of a spell is the magician's will, can it be understood that the essence of magic is actually a kind of idealistic thing?

Are magicians actually just a bunch of greenskins with the power of "I'm thinking"?