Real Name God

　　 Duncan David wakes up from bed.

　　 It was pitch black outside the window. In the dim vision, in the white ward, you can vaguely see all kinds of condolences placed in Dangdang, casting a dim shadow around the corner.

　　 For the time being, ordinary gifts are aside, precious potions and alchemy props are not rare.

　　 Duncan does not need to use his own resources to recover his body, everything is in charge of the school. Everyone knows this, but it shows a heart. Before waking up this time, the people who visited him even included the supervisors in the school.

　　Of course, most of them are young wizards. Whether there has been competition in the past, have there been enmities, after all the dust has settled now, everyone has done at least superficial effort to come and see this young man who has been determined to become the new chief student of the Green School.

　　……

　　 Duncan David’s current ward is located in the residence of the Green School, enjoying the highest level of post-injury treatment. Duncan had checked the letter by his pillow just now. It was revealed that the reason for his injury was that the young man came forward to protect the interests of the school during the mission, and was attacked by someone outside the tower.

　　 Duncan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This statement is obviously from the "instruction" of the upper echelon-it has clearly demonstrated the teacher's protective attitude towards him.

　　 Three days ago, Novih Rasputin ran into a conversation between him and the dark wizard, but in the end, the adult only drove the dark wizard away, but did not deal with him as a traitor.

　　 The reason why Mr. Green released this reason to the outside world in advance was to cope with the possible attack by Rasputin. He expressed his attitude to this: he will protect his students to the end; on the other hand, this is also hinting to Duncan David to reassure his students. Regarding this matter, teachers and students can be tacit understanding.

　　 However, after Duncan was rescued by others, Master Rasputin didn't seem to mention it at all.

　　 The low-level plague some time ago was caused by the invasion of the black wizard and the traitors inside the magic tower-the former has been officially confirmed, and the rumors about the latter have spread like wildfire on the top level, but no one pointed the finger at the Green School.

　　 The reason why the information has not been leaked may be that Master Rasputin is waiting for the right time to make a request to the teacher; but more likely, he really did not notice himself. ...At least Duncan David was so hopeful.

　　 After this incident, he no longer had the guts to be an enemy of that person, and he would feel scared even thinking about it.

　　 In short, although there are still all kinds of hidden worries, as Duncan David originally planned, he survived.

　　 This is the most important thing. Duncan did not die as a traitor to the magic tower, and can continue to retain his position.

　　 His future is still bright.

　　The only thing that makes Duncan David feel uncomfortable is the nightmare that has haunted him since he fell asleep:

　　 In dreams, sometimes he is a flying insect like flies and mosquitoes, and sometimes he is a beetle crawling around, flying or crawling around the huge giant.

　　... And every time, at the end of the dream, he was slapped to death with a giant slap.

　　 The overwhelming shadow was the last scene that Duncan saw before he was dying. At present, this seems to have become a shadow that lingers in his heart for a long time.

　　 Duncan shook his head, subconsciously reluctant to think about it.

correct--

　　 He suddenly thought of something.

　　Wellett? Where is she now?

　　 After Duncan David asked in the Magic Newsletter, someone quickly responded enthusiastically.

　　 Compared to herself, the witch who was once the best and was the winner of the duel is more miserable and can only stay in other schools for the time being.

　　 Since no one has visited, I don’t know her specific situation.

　　 But there is a shocking news that has spread throughout the school-the life field wizards who diagnosed her have all come to the same conclusion: Willett Edward has lost the ability to cast spells.

　　The reason was that her body was corroded by the plague, and the power of black magic infected her brain all the way. Although he barely recovered his life, he lost the ability of Unicom Magic Net. In other words, Willett can no longer continue to be a wizard.

　　 Duncan David couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after receiving the news.

　　 "Same as that guy said. It seems that he didn't lie to me in this matter...Since I don't even have magic power, I don't have to be afraid."

　　 Duncan thought for a while.

　　 "Let's tell the teacher about this."

　　 Of course he did not forget the weird phenomenon that happened to that girl. I don’t know what happened, so it’s better to leave it to Marion Green to distinguish——

　　At this time, Duncan David suddenly realized that something was wrong.

　　 Is it a change in atmosphere? He felt that the air in the room seemed to be getting gloomy and cold. I got goose bumps, even the hairs on my arms stood up.

　　 He scans the empty room suspiciously.

　　 Needles falling around can be heard. There was no sound, and the outlines and shadows in the room showed no signs of moving. Everything is as quiet as the night.

　　 No one passed by outside. The windows are locked tightly, no wind comes in; there is perfect magic protection outside, no one can break in without being alarmed...

　　 So, where does this strange feeling come from?

　　 Duncan David’s apple moved up and down.

　　 is my own illusion?

　　 If he were an ordinary person, I am afraid he would think so. But he is a wizard, and as a wizard, it is impossible to ignore his intuition and curiosity.

　　 Duncan thought for a while, first used Lingshi,

　　 gaze across the wall and ceiling one by one. In the quiet dark world, it seems that the surroundings are frozen in time, without the slightest change.

　　——Until, he moved his eyes to near his bed

　　 At that moment, Duncan David was convinced that he saw a black figure in the form of a human-it had never existed in the real world!

　　 His body stiffened.

　　 There seemed to be a burst of electric current climbing from the back to the back of the neck.

　　Who is the other party? How could someone invade here silently...!

　　 Duncan knew ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that he had just awakened his body was very weak, his magic power was exhausted, and he had no ability to resist.

　　 He bit his lip desperately to avoid making a sound, and while trying to ask the outside world for help through magic communication, he stared at him with wide eyes.

　　...However, the dark shadow disappeared under his nose.

　　 And what came from my ear was a rustling noise.

nobody.

　　Before Mingming, there were still people chatting with myself, trying to please myself. Now there is no one on the other side of the magic communication.

　　 He tried several times, and even tried to contact his teacher-the legendary wizard who could see anywhere up and down the magic tower, but the result was the same.

　　 "This to the end......!"

　　 Duncan David was in cold sweat, his hands and feet were cold. As if foreseeing something, he tremblingly turned off his spiritual vision.

　　...It turned out that "it" stood quietly in front of me, close at hand.

　　 I don't know when, that dark human silhouette has crossed from the spiritual world to the real world.

　　 A pair of eyes that look like an abyss overlooked him. Those are eyes that can draw human souls into the dark side of the universe——

　　 This is the last scene in Duncan David's mind before he falls into a coma again.

　　……

　　 Standing quietly in the center of the ward is a girl with long straight black hair.

　　 Her pupils are like jade and her hair is like night. She wears a court dress made of woolen wool and silk, and her gorgeous skirt hangs down to the ground.

　　 A few seconds later, the girl's figure disappeared little by little like a phantom.

　　 The ward and corridor immersed in the night are still quiet, as if nothing happened.