"Uh...... Sorry, a little misunderstood...... You say ......" Chris coughed awkwardly twice before turning to Ronsadle.

Long Sadlai snorted, and then spoke: "Under normal circumstances, I only need to inject about one-thousandth of the magic breath contained in a bottle of magic replenishment into your body, and your body will react. ”

"The specific reaction, basically depends on the individual's talent, after all, this is a test in the early childhood stage, and adults can also carry out this kind of test, but it is more troublesome, after all, many adults are magical physiques, but they have missed the age of learning magic." He looked at Chris and said.

"You...... Well, I'll tell you more about your condition. Your body, I initially injected a bottle of magic replenishment with magic breath, but there was no response, and then I increased it a bit, probably to the total amount of magic breath in a normal magic apprentice's body. He explained carefully, trying to make Chris understand his situation.

In fact, Chris already had a rough idea of what had just happened, from the time the Grand Magister Ronsadley said the word "infusion".

He had been living in the forbidden demon realm before, and had not been exposed to magic, so the magic tree in his body did not have the "nutrients" to sprout and break through the ground.

For fear of being assassinated, he never approached a place with a magical aura. Including the area of Veronsa, he has not been there. So he didn't have any problems until just now, when Ronsadley injected him with magical energy!

"Frankly, your magic capacity has shocked me, and I wanted to fill your body with magic, but I found that my own magic was not enough." Sure enough, Ronsadley then proved Chris's guess.

Once a great magister was infused into Chris's body with a majestic amount of magical energy like an ocean, the dormant magic tree took root and thrived.

Then, no matter how much magical energy Ronsadley injected, it was absorbed by the big tree, and it didn't enter Chris's body at all......

So, the test just now was a failure, Chris didn't take the real test, and Ronzadra was deceived by the magic tree that he didn't understand and never knew existed.

"After I've consumed about a third of the magical energy in my body, you still show no signs of exploding...... This means that your basic magic storage ability is almost the same as mine. He spoke depressedly about what had just happened. He tried to fill Chris with magical energy, only to find that Chris's bottle was much bigger than the one he used to pour water.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I could be a magical genius. Chris said eagerly.

In fact, Chris felt a little sorry in his heart, after all, what Long Sadley just said, he only used about one-third of the magic energy reserves. Chris felt that if Lon Sardley was a little more stupid and used all his magical energy to infuse Chris's body, Chris might directly open up the second vein of Ren Du, oh no, open up the two big trees in his body.

Fortunately, most of the trees of magic are unusable, and most of the branches of the magic and technology are also gray and cannot be opened.

"If you have one-thousandth of my magic volume, you can say you're a genius...... Your Majesty, you are a monster, or rather, you are a huge problem in your own right! Ronzadele analyzed seriously.

He looked at Chris seriously once more, and stretched out two fingers: "I think you may be a more powerful being than the Great Magus." ”

"You mean...... Dharma Saint, or Dharma God? Chris remembered the plot in his mind and joked with a smile.

"Very good adjective, you may really be a law saint, or a law god, a magic god!" Ronsadley nodded in agreement, making Chris a little flustered.

"Or!" Ignoring Chris's panic, he continued, "You may be a Forbidden Demon Realm! Your body is a forbidden realm, and within your body, any magical energy will be devoured, or obliterated. ”

"Looks like you're leaning towards the second possibility?" Chris asked curiously, staring at Ronsadle.

Lonzardle nodded and admitted, "Yes, I'm more inclined to the second interpretation. Because I don't feel the slightest magical affinity in you. A person who can hold a lot of magical energy, but can't use any magic, is simply, right...... Blasphemy against the Dharma, or against the Dharma. ”

As an archmage, he can tolerate the fact that Chris is a magician, and he can also accept the fact that a magician was knocked to the ground by a mortal, but he absolutely can't tolerate that a person who can't do magic becomes a god of law......

It's like your ideals have been trampled on, it's like your idol has been given OOXX, it's like a general has given up the position she holds, it's like a nun insulting the God in her heart.

"Then I'm a magical waste...... Chris thinks he can still salvage it, seeing cars speeding down the highway and spaceships soaring through space, Chris says he's more interested in flying.

Probably nothing is a fantasy, the ancients fantasized that one day they could fly in the sky, and they could run on the ground without riding a horse. But after modern people are accustomed to all this, they begin to fantasize about fantasy masters such as flying swords and slashing immortals with one palm.

Although, in the imagination of the vast majority of human beings, the unrealistic power they fantasize about is even inferior to the current large-yield nuclear weapons, or genetic weapons, chemical weapons, and bacteriological weapons.

Chris probably has this fantasy too, so he prefers to make himself a powerful magician rather than defend himself with nuclear deterrence.

"At the very least, you're not an ordinary mortal." Ronsadle comforted Chris with some regret. After all, compared to the amount of magic he expended, a poor person like Chris, who was in Baoshan but could only return empty-handed, was indeed worthy of comfort.

Then, suddenly, the archmage realized something, looked at Chris curiously, and slowly asked word by word, "What did you just say?" ”

"What did I just say?" Chris asked a little puzzled, "I just said...... Am I a magical waster? ”

"Not that! A little more ahead! Ronsadley had a wicked smile on his face, and he looked disrespectful to the old.

"A little earlier? What did I say? What about the Holy Law and the Holy God? Chris said he was innocent.

"No, it's a little bit further! A little further on! Lonsadley clearly had no intention of letting Chris go, and continued to ask.

Chris thought for a moment and continued, "Further on?" Am I a magical genius? ”

Ronsadley continued to shake his head.

"What did I interrupt you?" Chris's face was slightly red.

"Almost, keep going!" Ronsadley continued to shake his head.

"I'm sorry, I have someone I like...... This sentence? Chris asked, a little embarrassed.

"The next sentence of this sentence!" Longsadele had a look on his face that I knew you wanted to fool, but I just wouldn't give you that chance.

"Won't I interrupt you after that?" Chris didn't admit it.

"I think I heard someone say, 'I'd rather Miss Vivien have some thoughts about my body,'......" Ronsadley grinned with a grin.

"Did you hear me wrong......" Chris continued to admit his account.

Lonsadley suddenly restrained his smile, and sighed with some pity: "Alas, I originally thought that you liked Vivien very much, but in fact, she is a very good little girl, and the two of you are quite suitable together." ”

"For a magician, it's not a problem to be a hundred or ten years older than you, maybe you'll have to die before him...... Moreover, Vivien's magic is very fast, and she can already maintain her appearance at a young age...... A beauty who won't grow old, you're not tempted? "This old glass suddenly evolved into a moon old, which made Chris a little uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, the Grand Magister-level Moon Elder continued to be seductive: "You represent Alan Hill, she can also represent Griken, this marriage may become the greatest love story in this world." ”

I thought about Vivian's wonderful figure and that beautiful face...... Chris swallowed, having some difficulty controlling some of his body changes. He's a humanoid self-propelled plotter.,Theoretically speaking, he's still a virgin.,And it's a shy virgin with otaku attributes.。

Then, the next second, Chris remembered Vivien's chatter that the demand had never been present. Then he glanced at Ronsadle, who had praised Vivien, and the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a salesman selling a faulty television set......

"That ......," Chris interrupted Ronsadle softly.

Ronsadle paused curiously, staring at Chris and waiting for him to speak.

Chris thought for a moment, organized his language, and asked tentatively, "You didn't dislike Vivien for being verbose and dealt with her, right?" ”

That's right, at this second, Chris is possessed by a straight man of steel, incomparably hard, straight and upright.

"Alas......" Lonsadle, who was still a little excited just now, looked like a person who had come over, reached out and patted Chris's shoulder, and said with sympathy: "You are still too young...... Your Majesty, you are still too young! It will be fine in a few years, really, not too sad. ”

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There is a shift in the second half of the night, so let's see it tomorrow...... These chapters make everyone laugh, it's a relief of the atmosphere, it's too heavy, it's not good, hey, hey, hey.