Zhao Qi borrowed the system to transform a ray of "Taiyi Glory" in this time and space dimension into the most essential life brilliance of creatures in this world, and thus, he pointed to level 68 by pointing the "Great Knight" who is clearly only at level 2.

Not to mention that it is unprecedented, whether it can be a future generation depends on whether Zhao Qi is willing to continue to "click"!

In fact, if Zhao Qi hadn't been afraid of his foundation being unstable, his own body could not support him, and the world itself had set up layers of "restriction valves", Lao Zhao would have shown them in minutes!

But now the level 68 knight appears here, and his power is enough to truly control one side even in the wizard system, like a bright moon hanging high.

Not to mention how his power exploded now, just Zhao Qi's energy and spirit are like a magnificent magnificent that makes people feel so suffocated!

Even if he just looked up and watched, he had already seen the witchcraft explosion node that was faintly exposed dozens of kilometers away!

At the same time, Zhao Qi had already seen the "wizard gathering" that was like that farce, which was not even a level 5 extraordinary wizard!

"No. We were discovered!"

At this moment when Zhao Qi was staring at him, he was not only watching himself rely on for survival, but also to be regarded as the only choice of a breakthrough level wizard, but just a few minutes later he happily received the bento. His whole body collapsed like the only pillar of his life, and his whole body was like a first-level wizard Dima, who had been drained from his bones.

It was still difficult to use several third-class magical items to eliminate the "ghost fire" in the body and barely escaped the disaster.

Or the other first-class and second-class trainee wizards who borrowed various methods and were still struggling to death were all noticed together as if they were a majestic god standing on the throne of the god.

Under such huge pressure, they no longer have the idea of ​​mocking each other, wailing, and cursing each other.

As wizards, most of them are just apprentice wizards. But without exception, they are accompanied by various magical abilities, magical objects and strange objects day and night.

They are irradiated by magic energy every moment. In a short time, compared with ordinary people, both physically and physically, they have long induced various completely different things, but they are also benign physical will mutations.

Those humble and rotten insects have tempered their bodies for a lifetime and their will for a lifetime, so there are only a very small number of sub-extraordinary traits such as "heart", "intuition", and "sixth sense" that can be obtained. For their wizards, they are just ordinary things that can be obtained and are not worthy of being taken to them.

But now, these people who were staring in Zhao Qi's eyes and reflected in his eyes felt extremely hated for their keen sense of touch and intuition for the first time.

Under that line of sight, they were not just stabbed by needles, but they were like thousands of knives entering their bodies and cutting them into pieces!

But they didn't dare to run away, and they didn't even dare to shout for mercy.

Because at some point, a wild knight dressed in the standard glaze of ordinary knights, wearing the thin armor of black iron sheets and thin armor, walked to them with a faint and cold breath of blizzard that was as long as the north of the continent, even north.

Frost, extreme cold, eternal night, freezing... Countless conceptual "cold" and "cold" accompanied the knight, rushing towards them, filling their minds, making them feel as if they were trapped in layers of illusions, unable to hold on to themselves, and almost suffocating!

"Do you have anything else to say? If not, you can get on the road."

The knight had no unnecessary nonsense, but just grabbed it casually, and countless drops of water vapor hidden in the atmosphere were absorbed, and it condensed into a knight's spear in his palm.

A trace of cold light shone through the air on the tip of the gun. Although it was just a gun shadow, it was like a magnificent blizzard disaster, covering the four fields and covering the eight wildernesses. No one could escape in the wind and snow, and there was only "embrace the frost"...

"I surrender, I am willing to serve the Lord, and I am willing to exchange all the items I can pay for my life! As long as you can surround me, sir... I have many things that can satisfy you...uh..."

With a "bang", the first-level wizard Di Fu knelt on the ground with his knees, but before he could finish a sentence, the sharp end of the knight's spear pierced casually through his eyebrows.

In the instant Di Fu's body, all the magic was covered with pure ice and snow, leaving only a lifelike "ice sculpture" quietly standing among the wizards they were accused of.

"Sorry... you are so ugly, I don't like it..." The knight's clear voice came quietly, his tone was so cold that it made people tremble!

Fortunately, it seems that it was because Di Fu's self-righteous and arrogant "wizard disease" that he wanted to bargain with this adult, but the result was that the adult vented his anger slightly.

So they can barely survive and temporarily do not have to die.

"Yes, sir, what you said is right. Appearance is truth, and appearance is justice. I have long been so panicked when I saw Di Fu's half of his bloody face. I didn't expect you to think so too. We are wizards, we should be elegant, and just like being possessed by evil demons, it simply lowers the average level of our wizards. This thief is not to be cherished."

At this moment, the wizards present were really worth dying for Difu, but they all said so, and the gun shot was placed on their necks. What else could they say besides loudly praise?

What, you say backbone?

As noble wizards, they are nobles among the nobles. With their lives so precious, how could they have something that would kill people if they were not done properly?

Especially in this continent. Although this continent is a desert of wizards, there is no material, no potion, no spell casting materials, no higher-level knowledge and classics, and there is not even a large market where everyone exchanges materials for each other...

The wizards here can be said to be all losers on the real wizard continent. They really have no other way when they come back except to die.

But it is undeniable that on this continent, they who master the "core technology" and master the power of nature and laws are the most peak existence on this natural chain.

How could it be that life wasted because of some inexplicable trivial matters?

However, after feeling the alternative power contained in this ice sculpture called "Dimo" that is different from the "wizard" system, looking at the faintly familiar and humble power fluctuations in this "Dimo Ice Sculpture", all the trainee wizards present couldn't help but be beating wildly in their hearts.

This power is so vast and magnificent, and just a trace of leakage makes a first-level wizard die in obscurity.

But at its root... this is clearly the glory of life of those humble "maggots"!

When did those knights have such great power as "morning stars" and "bright moon"?

This is not magic at all!

In an instant, they all thought of something and buried their heads even lower.
Chapter completed!