Chapter 8 (2/2)

Seeing this, Zhang Yan moved her finger to the next building, one that was shaped as a single tall tower.

Above the building complex, there were figures wearing hoods with cold auras, holding crystal balls, tarot cards, and other props.

“This is the Warlock Academy, the gathering place of a group of occult gods. Their whereabouts are mysterious and unknown, and they are good at training assassins, or divination and alchemy gods. The gods who graduate from this academy rarely show their faces in the outside world but every time they appear, there will be a bloody storm in their wake.”

Zhang Yan paused and said carefully, “In the spirit world, they are the most hated and feared.

“Each of these academies has its own advantages, but I have hopes that you will join the War Theological Seminary. This academy specializes in all kinds of war divine arts, and their combat strength is the strongest among the five great academies.

“For a genius student like you, joining the War Theological Seminary is the best choice. This is because only war can allow you to obtain enough resources to grow.”

The four mini-buildings from before all disappeared, and a dark, red-colored building complex was enlarged.

Above the building complex, many figures appeared. Some were wearing armor, some robes, and some looked like scholars.

Perhaps there was a reason behind this, but through Zhang Yan’s shadow technique, the figures on the screen were no longer stationary.

The figure dressed like a general raised his sword high, and a red light enveloped the believers behind him.

In an instant, the combat strength of those believers surged, at least three times from their original strength.

The figure dressed like a scholar waved his folding fan and immediately, meteorites fell everywhere. The ground surged with flames, a spectacular sight to behold.

The figure in the magic robe was not to be underestimated. With a wave of his staff, countless believers appeared out of thin air.

Some of these believers landed on the battlefield and charged forward to tear apart the enemy formation.

Some landed at the back of the enemy formation, harassing, ambushing, and sprinting toward them in a surprise attack, causing chaos to the enemy formation.

What was even more ridiculous was that an elite squad had also appeared in the middle of the enemy’s formation.

They actually used the decapitation tactic to kill the enemy and destroy their whole chain of command.

It could be seen that each of these war divine arts was extremely powerful in their own right.

Su Luo leaned back in his chair and tapped on the armrest.

He did not say a word and was expressionless. It was impossible for one to tell what he was thinking.

When Zhang Yan saw this, she became anxious and quickly said, “Of course, I have my own selfish reasons for wanting you to join the War Theological Seminary. Back then, my own teacher was on the verge of advancing their career there but fell short in the end. As long as you can join the War Theological Seminary and become her student, you can help her advance her own position.”

Sullo nodded slightly. He somewhat understood what this ice-cold, beautiful teacher was trying to tell him.

However, he was still a bit hesitant because he was similarly interested in the occult Warlock Academy, as well as the logistics side of the Heavenly Wood Divine Academy.

Seeing this conflict, Zhang Yan threw out another bombshell.

“Sullo, as long as you are willing to join the War Theological Seminary, you will be able to learn the divine war technique to create a Spatial Gate for free. In addition, I will personally give you a low-grade divine artifact. Although its quality isn’t high, it can still withstand three god-level attacks. This will be my way of repaying my teacher’s kindness.”

A low-grade divine artifact… Sullo had no use for such a thing.

Given his current wealth, he completely didn’t care about divine artifacts of such a level.

In addition, although he was only a demigod…

His true combat power had already surpassed that of most gods.

A low-grade divine artifact that could withstand three attacks from a god… What use was that?

Instead, it was able to learn how to create a Spatial Gate for free. That was the only thing that made Sullo’s eyes light up when he heard it.

The Spatial Gate was the ability to mobilize an army of believers out of thin air through a divine shadow technique.

A divine technique of this level was a trump card in every academy.

Ordinary students might not have the chance to learn it even after graduation.

But now, as long as he joined the War Theological Seminary, he would be able to learn it immediately.

He didn’t even need to put in or use any academy contribution points. That was the only thing clouding his judgment on choosing the other schools.

Thinking of this, Sullo no longer hesitated and nodded.

“Okay, it’s a deal!”