Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

As the Blood Demon Bra was like a randomly refreshing wild BOSS, every now and then it would show its presence in Magick, then angrily gift its life away. Among the teachers and students who had been at the school for a long time, it actually was quite famous.

Even in some places among the people, ”The Terrifying Legend of the Blood Chosen Demon Bra” was circulated, somewhat similar to stories that scare children like Bloody Mary, Bunny Slayer, Pig-Headed Butcher, and the like.

Even if the versions of the legend are different, generally people commonly believe:

The Blood Demon Bra is the Holy Son chosen by the God of Blood and Night, and its resentful soul filled with the hatred of revenge cannot be eliminated.

The people possessed by it will quickly become geniuses in arcane and magic cultivation, and the dark side of their personality will be infinitely magnified.

It possesses the power granted by the God of Blood and Night, can absorb the life energy of other creatures for its own use, and also has a powerful ability to slip into shadows, making it a Shadow Master with a great escape ability.

The intense resentment filled within Bra’s resentful soul will cause the host’s rationality to decline to a certain extent.

Over time, this would cause the host and the Blood Demon Bra to eventually die in the process of taking revenge on Magick Magic Academy.

The host’s soul is thus extinguished, not even having the opportunity to become undead creatures.

The eliminated Blood Demon Bra will lie dormant temporarily, looking for an opportunity to find its next victim again.

In the legend, it is very powerful, as hard to deal with as an annoying bone maggot.

In reality, it is just so-so, eight out of ten times, the chosen host doesn’t even mix up with Magic Masters before giving away at light speed, posing a threat to Magick Magic Academy that nears zero.

Therefore, when Lu Wenwu pulled out a soul fragment belonging to the Blood Demon Bra under the watchful eyes of the crowd and asked about its use, the professors were not shocked.

They were just surprised by how terrifyingly gifted Lu Wenwu’s bloodline talent was, as it could even directly cut soul bodies.

Old Man Wood directly promised that he was eighty percent sure he could use this fragment to forge a Blood Demon Tracking Disc for Lu Wenwu.

Ensuring that the next time the Blood Demon resurrects, as long as it approaches within a certain range, Lu Wenwu will be able to detect the opponent immediately.

Lu Wenwu trusted this Alchemy Law God, decisively agreeing with Old Man Wood’s proposal.

He had a premonition that he should be able to fight side by side with this Blood Demon soon (for sure)!

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After dealing with this small sudden annoyance of the Blood Demon, Lu Wenwu’s life returned to normal.

Several senior staff of the academy did not take any other actions after learning about his Dragon Race identity, only after consulting his personal wishes and the opinion of Isidro the ”Guardian Dragon,” they gave him a small privilege.

There is no need to participate in various tests; he can attend classes freely across the three grades as long as Isidro and Lu Wenwu himself have no problem with it.

It is unreasonable to demand Giant Dragons with the standards of humans.

It is also because of this exposure that Douglas’s worries during the opening ceremony vanished into thin air.

The lifespan of a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon, at least a base of a thousand years, their cultivation speed is also much faster than humans.

Re-condensing the Magic Heart, forging the Ladder of Truth, even with the water mill method, it can be accomplished.

On the other hand, Ilder’s Death School openly narrated the entire process, except for Lu Wenwu’s identity, without any intention of covering it up.

The professors used this to lead the students to take it as a lesson and ordered them not to learn from Lu Wenwu — An uncertified academy wizard facing a Blood Demon host alone is definitely a dangerous matter.

This incident caused Lu Wenwu to become famous again in the academy.

Meanwhile, his act of killing both the Blood Demon and its host sparked a relatively small-scale debate among the students.

The Blood Demon incident led to the library being overcrowded for a whole week, with those who usually don’t go to the library also wanting to borrow a few books on anecdotes and legends to take a look.

Lu Wenwu felt a little resentment about this matter.

With too many people borrowing books, some of the books he intended to read according to plan were no longer available to him.

However, his small resentment quickly vanished.

With the principal’s approval, he can now participate in more advanced small group lectures with higher grades, no longer needing to attend the basic courses he’s more or less mastered.

However, the content in the classroom left Lu Wenwu somewhat helpless.

For instance, now he is auditing the interpretation of a magic spell by a senior about to advance to Magic Master.

The highs and lows of pronunciation, the gestures of waving the magic staff, the adjustment of syllables, and even the angle and degree of rotation of the magic staff...

Large sections of technical terms kept popping out of that senior’s mouth one after another, with words that, although he didn’t understand their meanings, sounded very impressive.

The verbose senior would get enthusiastic and directly summon a target in the classroom and give a live demonstration.

The students below were enraptured.

The professor on the stage showed a satisfied expression.

Only Lu Wenwu grew more and more bewildered.

No?

What is all this stuff?

Does reinforcing the power of a magic spell require all this gibberish?

Isn’t strong emotion and willpower enough?

And after magic transforms into a spell and is shot out, the micro-control in the air... relying on fast wrist movements to make the spell turn and change direction in the air, what on earth is that?