The face of this young white man, under the sunlight filtering through the window, showed a slightly excited flush.

[Asor Hahn, please come to Arizona, Phoenix City, No. 26 Michener Old Street at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning....]

He rubbed the paper with his fingers, observing repeatedly.

He read it carefully a dozen times.

Afterwards, he somewhat doubted the mysterious floating text on the paper, directly took out his phone and photographed the paper.

Click.

In the photo, the paper turned out to be a blank sheet.

"No wonder, no wonder they dared to deliver the letter like this... ordinary people can't see it at all!"

Asor exclaimed in surprise:

"It must be this Magic Badge suddenly branded on my hand, with some mysterious power, projecting onto my retina, is it some kind of Wizard Illusion Technique??"

It felt very real.

Modern humans, especially the elites, who can be easily fooled? They basically start to speculate about the principle.

But it's also too magical!

With such mysterious means, having this Magic Badge on his wrist made him completely start to believe that the story inside was real.

Because these details of admission all appeared in the movie about the Dark Night Elf Academy.

It's just that the students enrolling in the movie were all on the streets of various cities in the Abyss, with large ships transporting those Skeletons and Demon Dragon wizard apprentices....

Who would've thought that in human society, they would also issue admission letters?

"Oh, it's just too cool!"

"I couldn't even dream that I would enroll in the Wizard Academy from the movie and become an apprentice!"

And No. 26 Michener Old Street, this ancient Magic Academy, is very likely to connect to the Otherworld.

The Naga Witch Sylph, the Academy Director, was a significant figure throughout the mythic epics, witnessing the decline of many eras, one of the three surviving Gods!

Possessing the power of creation.

That's comparable to the might of God.

"And as I am about to enroll, I wonder, what era is it now?"

A trace of excitement subtly appeared on Asor's face; just watching and listening to the epic and mythology in the movies already made him extremely yearn.

Those epics and magnificent thrills echoed in his heart.

This world was too monotonous, too tedious, with solidified classes, daily working and enduring class oppression.

But before him was the real life of his dreams.

He somewhat understood Elis's perspective, rather than living a dull life, it's better to ignite life and fight for one's dreams.

"I have to go to the academy, I must set off now..." He turned around, immediately packed his luggage, and set off.

Traveling non-stop.

By that evening, he had arrived in Phoenix City.

He stayed at a hotel, his excitement uncontrollable, pacing back and forth in the room.

After dinner, he overlooked this modern city's nightscape from the hotel's high floor, looking at the brightly lit skyscrapers.

"I've heard, Phoenix City is a common sighting spot for aliens..."

"The famous 1997 Phoenix Lights, a giant UFO, 1.6 kilometers wide, passed over the city, witnessed by 7,000 people!"

"Could it be the Sylph Academy Director's Giant Dragon??"

He was extremely excited.

The wonderful and splendid epic fantasy world was unfolding.

The tension of enrolling was more nerve-wracking than when he got into an international prestigious school and passed the Mensa Club test.

He's even tossing and turning in bed until midnight, unable to sleep, he directly started browsing the internet again, checking out various information and analyses.

Online, it was merely considered a movie.

Leaving an impression of:

Spectacular, full of epic sensations, even horrifying, with a flavor of ancient Western mythology, [Seven Sins], [Abyss], [Gender] birth...

He saw a well-known blogger he liked, a media person, who also did a detailed film review analysis:

"From the beginning, I was full of anticipation for the mythological epic themed film, the 'Herodotus' series; why? Because a check of the company's shares would reveal it, with obvious names from the Keller Clan, Koben Clan, Nunes Clan... such high-profile promotion, no one would not be optimistic."

"It turned out, the opening of the first film captivated me, uncontrollable, and when I wanted to savor it a few more times, I discovered they'd launched six consecutive films in a single day, six! From 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. at the theater, with online simultaneous releases for viewing..."

"I didn't even have a chance to savor it, just kept watching, it was so enjoyable, oh, my Light Ancient God above, praise You, I really don't know how to express my emotions, I just want to say, the future film era will be ruled by them!"

...

Asor felt somewhat bored and uninteresting.

This film review is uninformative.

But thinking about it carefully, the crazy broadcasting over these few days, the content of the plot was terrifyingly immense.

Honestly, each movie was exquisite enough to watch a dozen times over, everyone watched happily, also overwhelmed, the vast amount of information mixed with thrill stimulation was just unbearable.

It's estimated that a detailed analysis of the plot will take a week or two to appear.

"Sigh."

Asor initially wanted to study history to gain more information.

Although he felt that everyone was discussing crazily, most of it was uninformative, he continued to browse, unable to sleep at all.

"The Age of Gods has passed, from now on is the era of racial cultivation... in the future, which race will rise?"

"Simply put, the character creation screen is over, and those who are ready will log into the game now!"

...

The next morning.

With dark circles and messy hair, he suddenly woke up from a dream, hailed a taxi, hurriedly carrying his suitcase, and followed the address to No. 26 Michener Old Street.

After undergoing a peculiar Magic Badge verification, stepping through the large gate, he saw a series of two or three-story wizard academy-style buildings, exquisite and ancient, with a dark color scheme, giving a mysterious, Otherworld feel.

Beside him, three other students had already arrived, each carrying a suitcase like him.

A young brown-haired man was named Angelle.

A mature blonde beauty was called Kardashian, and a bespectacled plump man who seemed to have autism was called Henderson.

They approached the central building which had a special Magic Badge recognition.

They touched it with their branded badge-bearing arms.

Swipe.

The door suddenly opened.

"Super advanced biomedical technology... wizard civilization, definitely biomedical technology!! I felt it in the movie!!"

Kardashian shouted, she was young scientist in the field of biology.

"Magic Badge, indeed, is a parasitic alien creature inside the body, extraterrestrial life!"

Walking into the giant living room inside.

The floor was covered with animal skin rugs, and the walls were hung with some masterpieces from the Renaissance era, exquisite and luxurious.

In the center stood a human-sized bronze statue, with an inscription reading: The First Academy Director Sylph.

It was a mermaid-like elf, with long hair over her shoulders, stunning and beautiful, holding a book, gazing skyward, conveying a sacred and solemn sensation.

"It actually exists?"

The bespectacled plump man with autism was surprised, said: "The legendary Creation Gods, one of whom is our Principal!"

At this time.

A few elderly people appeared at the door, trembling slightly.

They were all wearing wizard robes, holding magic staffs, dressed with extreme importance, and the leader thrilled them.

He was an elderly man with light green hair.

He had elf ears, holding a black wooden staff, wearing a wizard's hood, and instantly seemed like Gandalf the Mage from the movie.

"Vine Chair Technique."

Wadon tapped his staff on the pot nearby.

Whoosh.

The top of the staff suddenly burgeoned plants, piercing into the soil.

In the giant pot beside the living room grew vines, transforming into four simple green vine chairs.

"Sit down."

Wadon looked at the amazed eyes of the four, highly satisfied.

Currently, most Divine Techniques' practicality is still low because human society's firearms and modern armies are too fierce.

Wizards often have to carry a Witchcraft bag with them, containing Casting Materials, making wooden chairs, wooden shields, or stronger, summoning Giant God's bone shields, hair... or summoning and nurturing Skeleton Warriors to assist in combat.

Probably not as practical as a Gatling, but the flashy cool factor is unmatched.

"Children, you are the second batch of students after us."

Wadon declared solemnly:

"You will study and train here at the Wizard Academy for three years... exploring various knowledge, power, unlocking the door to truth."

"Presumably, you remember that saying: Fear is the emotion most distant from the truth."

"And when you make some achievements, you may be taken on a short trip to the Otherworld, bringing back some wizard materials for your research."

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