"Lina, I'm sorry..."

Late at night, old Academician Bert, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. Wearing a dark red nightgown, he opened the door with a bit of complaint and saw an excited Lina.

Lina has earned him a lot of face during this period. Her White Snake is now the favorite to win the championship. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that her combat power is not limited to the top ten. There is great hope for the top five, and even winning the championship is not impossible.

Possibly.

Due to emotions and reasons, old Academician Bert could not ignore her request for help, but after checking Fang Nuo's situation, he still said solemnly:

"Lina, I'm sorry. Your summoned beast Ino is indeed dead soon, but it's not because of his injuries..."

Old Academician Bert asked Linna to sit on the chair, and he put on a thick coat and sat behind the mahogany table. The fireplace behind him was burning with red magic flames, reflecting the faces of the two of them, and also turning the gray-white figure above the table.

The scales illuminate.

Under the firelight, its scales are like an old white wall, with slight cracks, and it seems that it will decay and fall off at any time.

"Did it say how long it lived?"

Linna suddenly realized something and murmured: "Mr. Ino said it is an old snake that has lived for a long time..."

"That's right, the lifespan of white phosphorus snakes is not long. Although they are a lower-level monster race, because they have stayed in a dark and negative energy environment for a long time, compared to other long-lived monsters, their lifespan is much shorter.

, usually only live about one hundred and twenty years."

"Although Ino is a mutant white phosphorus snake, unfortunately, it cannot break through the lifespan limit of its natural race. If I read it correctly, it has lived for almost a hundred years."

"Didn't it say that white phosphorus snakes can live for one hundred and twenty years?" Linna said anxiously.

"Ordinary humans can live a hundred and fifty years, but you have to know that many people do not live to be a hundred years old. Natural disasters, diseases, environmental changes, race, and even mood may all affect life span. One hundred and twenty

Year is just a theoretical data, you must know that it has been seriously injured before."

Old Academician Bert is indeed very regretful. He thought that Lina could reach the top five and he would also receive awards by then, but it is a pity.

"Lina, this is not your fault. Every summoner will encounter this kind of thing. In battle, damage to the summoned objects is inevitable, but you faced this problem earlier than other students."

"You have to learn to accept it calmly. Do you remember the two summoner schools I taught in class?"

Linna looked at Fang Nuo's body and said with some confusion: "Equality and command."

These are the two internal concepts of Summoners regarding summoned objects. As the name suggests, the Egalitarian faction believes that summoned objects are their partners and should treat them equally, while the Command faction believes that summoned objects are pure tools and only need to be trained to obey orders.

Yes.

Although Lina is a new student, her thoughts and the way she interacts with summoned objects are undoubtedly egalitarian.

"What I didn't say in class is that many command-oriented summoners are also equal-oriented at the beginning - after their first summoned object dies."

Old Academician Bert was silent for a moment, seeming to recall something.

Then he began to talk to Linna about how to use the corpse of the summoned object. It can be used as a material for making media to continue summoning the monsters in this direction, or it can dismantle the magic organs on it and sell them back to the original, pharmacist and alchemist.

Warlocks love this.

"Of course, the Equalists will not accept the latter approach. They prefer to bury the dead summons in the void. They can go back wherever they come from. Burying them in this world is always a bit unsafe, you know.

, grave robbers are very rampant."

Looking at Linna who lowered her head and said nothing, Academician Bert suddenly stopped chattering and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't tell you this now..."

"...It's okay, teacher." Linna raised her head and forced a smile.

"I'm really sorry to bother you so late."

She bowed deeply like old Academician Bert, took back Fang Nuo's body, and prepared to say goodbye.

"Lina!"

When she walked to the door, old Academician Bert stopped her:

"I will try my best to arrange your assessment to move forward. Although this doesn't sound good, as your teacher, I have to tell you: get into the top five as soon as possible. It won't last long. This is your only chance.

!"

"Finally, don't show your weakness to others, no one."

Linna turned around and bowed deeply again.

After Linna left, old Academician Bert sat by the fire, looking at the burning flames, wondering what he was thinking.

"What a pity."

......

The next day was the twenty-to-ten competition. Lina looked a little haggard, but her eyes were still firm. As the night passed, she seemed to have grown a lot. This change was noticed by Sheila. Her worried inquiry only received Lina's reply.

A smile.

"Don't worry, I will win."

In the ring, Fang Nuo opened his eyes. Today, his performance was more ferocious than before. His 20-meter-long thick body was fully exposed as soon as he came on the stage. Linna's opponent today was a poor shield-wielding swordsman. His tall

The figure is not worth mentioning in front of Fang Nuo.

The gray-white scales were like the hardest armor. Even if the long sword rubbed sparks on them, they would not be damaged at all. Instead, they would ignite a layer of dark green flames and a large amount of white smoke.

Soon the white smoke spread throughout the venue, and was blocked by the barrier of the arena from spreading outward.

In this environment, the swordsman has lost the help of vision and can only rely on his hearing and smell. But in this thick white smoke, he does not even dare to breathe. An inexplicable toxin seems to be penetrating the leather armor, slowly

Slowly penetrate into his skin.

While everyone around was exclaiming, a teacher cast a visible spell that penetrated the smoke, allowing everyone present to see the scene on the ring.

A big snake is circling around the shield-wielding swordsman, approaching him quickly under the cover of white smoke, and is about to attack him from behind!

Academician Bert sighed. This is the special skill of the white phosphorus snake: [White Phosphorus Fireworks]. Although the scales of the white phosphorus snake are white, the burning flame is dark green, like a will-o'-the-wisp in a tomb, and at the same time it mixes with the air.

After contact, a large amount of white smoke will be generated. This smoke adheres to the surface of living organisms and contains highly toxic substances.

Not only that, if the white smoke is exposed for too long and the contact area with the skin is too large, the terrifying phosphorus flame will ignite from the skin and burn into the bones. The burning will not stop until the white flame dissipates!
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However, white phosphorus snakes will not use this ability easily, because it hurts the enemy as well as themselves. Perhaps because of their overbearing ability, their lifespan is generally not long.

In the previous games, the white phosphorus snake named Ino only used pure physical strength and seemed to be able to do it with ease. But now it finally can't hold on anymore. The battle has just begun, and there is no need to use special moves right away.

,unless...

"Unless it really can't hold on anymore and can't fight for a long time." Old Academician Bert came up with the answer in his mind.

On the stage, Linna, who had made a plan for a quick victory, did not really want to burn the shield-wielding swordsman to death. She just asked Fang Nuo to use the cover of white smoke to knock him out.

The winner of this competition was quickly determined, and the winner was undoubtedly Lina, but there was no joy in her heart.

"Why are you not happy that you won?" Fang Nuo asked.

"I can feel that Mr. Ino, you are getting weaker. Maybe this is enough. We already have the library borrowing rights you need. You can read more books, you!"

"You can still live longer, as long as we stop now!"

"I can borrow many, many books from the library..."

Linna avoided everyone, including Sheila, and returned to her cabin, ostensibly to prepare for tomorrow's game.

But in fact, she was adjusting her emotions alone. She was a little confused and wanted to retreat.

Fang Nuo slowly swam down from her wrist, climbed to the shelf where the medicinal materials were placed, looked down at Lina, and shouted:

"Stop that weak look!"

"This will be the last lesson I teach you. The world is cruel and no one will understand your weakness. Put aside those unnecessary thoughts and think more about how to use opportunities to improve yourself!"

"My life is not long now, but the dying monsters are the most dangerous. They predict their own death date, behave more violently, and all their magic power will bloom in the last moments of their lives!"

Fang Nuo's deep and hoarse voice sounded in Linna's heart, like a farewell:

"And what you have to do is to make good use of this dying monster, maximize its power, and get the most benefits for yourself."

"Just like today's battle, don't worry about how much vitality I still have, let me burn in the fiercest battle!"

"It's a big joke that a summoner would cherish the life of a summoned beast!"

Lina raised her head and saw his cold, emotionless eyes.
Chapter completed!