Elemental Light Mage

Chapter 539 An expert outside the world

"You said you're from outside too, what do you mean...?"

In Xi Yeming's opinion, isn't Bianca a native of the world border area?

"It's different from what you think. I was brought back from the real world by the former dean. From childhood to adulthood, I was raised by the academy's masters and the patriarch of the Holy Shield clan."

If you round it off, she and Torena could even be considered sisters.

"Are you from the real world?" Xi Yeming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He felt an indescribable excitement, perhaps because the girl he had always thought was high and mighty was actually an outsider like himself.

"Yeah." When she said this, a sense of loneliness appeared in the depths of Bianca's eyes.

Xi Yeming realized that he had acted a little happy just now.

He looked at Bianca's slightly sad expression, forced a smile and comforted her: "It's okay, you are already a person who can be proud of yourself."

When Bianca heard this, her expression remained calm. She had heard enough similar compliments, so there was nothing to be happy about being praised by Xi Yeming like this.

But she still responded to Xi Yeming with a smile.

Perhaps because she was used to the smile, Bianca no longer felt so lonely. She turned her head and looked towards the end of the corridor.

"Let's try harder, maybe we can find the exit soon."

Xi Yeming hummed, and quickened his pace as he walked towards the darkness with her.

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The huge team finally poured out of the cave, and Torena and the others came to a wider space.

The walls here are densely engraved with patterns of magic circles, and some of the messy and unclear magic circles are like eyes in paintings, which make people feel a chill.

"How disgusting."

Several girls in the team were quite resistant to the outline of the magic circle.

Only Kasong suppressed the shock and surprise in his heart and pretended to be as surprised as everyone else.

Part of the engravings here are actually patterns of necromancy.

Why are there patterns of necromancy here?

Fortunately, none of the students present could figure out the origin of the magic circle, otherwise, based on Kasong's experience, he would become the target of public criticism again.

Suddenly, Kasong felt a sharp gaze staring at him. He turned his head abruptly to catch the guy who was secretly observing him but missed.

"Who?"

Kasong glanced at the crowd. The students in front of him were talking about or watching the magic circle among themselves. No one cared about his situation at all.

"What's going on? Is this my imagination...?"

The strange phenomenon occurred again, and the magic circle in the center at the end of the cave lit up.

"careful!"

At Torena's command, Scott stood in the front and unleashed holy sword magic, ready to deal with any enemies that might appear at any time.

Most of the students were so scared that they huddled together, and the few brave ones who remained stood outside the crowd, staring at the changes in the magic circle.

As a member of the Undead clan, Kasong must have decided to stand on the periphery and try to figure out the whole story.

But this also made him noticed by others.

Dark green mist emerged from the magic circle, gradually forming the outline of a human in mid-air, and then it turned blood-red, completely transforming into a "human".

"Undead?"

There was no need to rely on any magical identification, as his innate characteristics allowed Kasong to immediately identify the other party's posture.

Even the normally composed Torena couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, staring in astonishment at the appearance of this otherworldly master who looked like a fairy from outer space.

"After more than seven hundred years of waiting, I have finally waited for this day!"

The mysterious man opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, but he quickly came back to his senses from that elusive state of excitement and shifted his attention to the people around him.

"They are all lovely children," he said softly, smiling as he slowly glanced around. "I'm so sorry, little ones. I'm afraid my actions just now scared you, didn't they?"

Torena knew that this matter was of great importance. She took a deep breath, tried to remain calm, stepped forward, and faced the mysterious man. She asked politely, "Excuse me, may I ask who you are, Senior?"

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, looked Torena up and down, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and introduced himself: "My name is Sean Passat. Hundreds of years ago, I served as the vice-president of Kilgard College."

"Sean Passat?" someone suddenly exclaimed from the crowd, apparently recognizing the name. "Are you the legendary great magician who can wield the magic of the past?"

Sean Passat, one of the former vice presidents, may not have done anything earth-shattering in history, but since he can sit in this position, he should at least not be considered a vicious person in everyone's eyes.

Hearing that the other party was the vice-president of Kilgard College, Torena's tense shoulders relaxed a little, as if she had found a sense of security.

Scott recalled the intense discomfort he felt when the teleportation array mutated, and his vigilance did not decrease.

He asked on behalf of Torena: "Excuse me, Senior Sean, where is this place...?"

Sean casually glanced at the young man holding the golden sword, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was aware of his identity.

"Don't worry, young Holy Sword Master," Sean's voice was low and gentle. A cloud of mist suddenly rose from under his feet, and his body slowly floated into the air, looking down at them from above. "You are merely the ones who were accidentally swept in."

Scott was very confused by this answer and asked, "Involved by accident?"

Sean's tone seemed a bit nonchalant. He answered casually, "Yes, this magic circle is quite old and has been in disrepair for a long time. It's normal for it to occasionally have those little mistakes."

Scott stared at Sean and suddenly felt that he seemed to have smiled just now, but the smile disappeared in a flash, making him wonder if he was seeing things.

A faint question came from the crowd: "When can we go back?"

This place is gloomy and weird, and almost no one likes this environment.

Sean's eyes narrowed into crescents, and he smiled kindly, "Of course, once I've solved the problem, I can send everyone back."

Seeing the hope of returning home imminent, several confident boys shouted, "Seniors, if you have any questions, we will definitely help you!"

Kasong, who was watching from the sidelines, cursed in his heart: "Idiot..."

How can anything be so simple in this world?

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Sean Passat (The Dead)

Seven hundred years ago, the vice-president of Kilgore College was unknown but there was no record of any scandals about him in the books. He used special means to lure students who were originally taking exams to his sleeping territory.

Natal Magic: The Magic of Remembering the Past

It can erase the result of an event and go back to the starting point, and it can also manipulate others to repeat actions at a certain point in the past by peeking into their lives.