Her pure white outfit contrasts sharply with the cold tones of the castle's black. However, the cold tones are not as cold as this girl.

Her skin was pure white, her temperament was empty and not touched by dust. It seemed that she was born pure and innocent. Just by looking at it, she felt that the girl was filled with a cold breath.

Her eyes intersected in the air with Vincent's eyes, and the corners of her lips at the edge were bent: "Your name is Vincent, right?"

The girl's voice is very soft, but not sweet, and it makes people sound a refreshing feeling like the breeze over the ears.

The sensing ability given by blood made Vinson feel the horror of the girl in front of him and nodded: "I am Vinson, who are you?"

The girl stepped forward.

"Guess?"

As the sound fell, a violent cold wind whistled up, like a fierce wave, rolling down towards Vincent.

Vincent smiled and took a step forward.

"I know, you are the mythical bloodline warlock of Nas Academy, but I don't know your name."

While speaking, the air around him suddenly became hot, and the heat was vigorous, bursting out from Vinson, and hedging fiercely with the chill.

"Sizi..."

The frost and heat intersected, and a boiling white mist burst out, and it burst out in a mighty way, spreading the whole audience for a moment!

The atmosphere at the scene immediately dropped to freezing point.

"Hey, warlocks, it's not the time for you to fight. Please don't start this battle here in advance, okay?"

At this moment, the dog-headed man Herac spoke out and dissuaded.

"You are right, Mr. Herac."

The girl responded coldly, and her coldness burst out was completely rewind, and she was put into her body. Looking at Vincent opposite, a smile appeared on her face: "Then, wait until the college competition, and have a pleasant magic exchange with Mr. Vincent."

Seeing the black-haired girl put away her fighting posture, Vincent nodded slightly: "Then wait for all the academy to come."

Although the battle time was short, in these few seconds of contact, both of them understood the power of each other's magic power and had a rough foundation in their hearts.

"So, goodbye later, my name is Hathaway."

The girl smiled and said her name, then turned around and left.

When the mythical bloodline warlock of the Nas Academy disappeared from her vision, Hollens lowered his body and leaned close to Vinson's ear, and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Do you feel her strength?"

Vinson's head shook slightly, his face a little solemn: "It's very strong, her bloodline is a bit special..."

"Yes."

Hollens nodded, "I have been in contact with her, and I feel that my bloodline is very high, but I don't know what it is."

While the two were talking in a low voice, the dog-headed man Herac whispered: "So, now I will take all the warlocks of Hogg Academy into the accommodation. When the people from other colleges come, the college competition will officially begin."

Pyg, who was watching from the side, also appeared: "Then please help me arrange a good residence."

"That's certainly, Dean Pigeon."

Herak laughed and gave him a knowing look.

Seeing that the kobold was about to take him to the club where he lived, Vincent smiled and said goodbye to Hollens: "Then I'll see you later."

Hollens smiled slightly, made a gesture of understanding, and retreated from the side.

As the Koblin said, he made a very good accommodation for the college, with the specific location in the southeast of the castle, very close to the place where Hollens and their residence were.

After settled down, Vinson came to Hollens. The two of them first walked around the castle and had a "friendly" magic exchange. They felt that their strength had improved a lot. While admiring each other, they were also communicating their recent insights about power.

After all kinds of trivial things, night is coming.

Living quietly on his bed, Vincent did not fall asleep.

He was still thinking about the bloodline level of Hathaway, a college at Nass.

"The other party's strength is really extraordinary. That kind of cold power is definitely not an ordinary mythical bloodline. However, she was very careful and did not reveal too much bloodline breath. However, I should be able to pass the check."

He began to look back on the blockbuster data he had accumulated, trying to find out what Hathaway's bloodline was.

After staying in the academy for so long and scanning blockbuster books, Vincent's knowledge reserves should not be underestimated. Although his knowledge cannot keep up with the old antiques that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, he is definitely one of the best among the warlocks in the Black Iron Realm.

"Frost Giant? Unlike, warlocks with giant bloodlines are mostly taller than ordinary warlocks, but Hathaway does not."

"The Tiger of Glacier? Not right, that kind of creature is extremely fierce and cannot match the cold breath of Hathaway."

"The Frost Spirit? This feeling is not like it either."

...

One mythological creature after another was pulled out by him, one after another was denied, and in the end, only one creature and his guess gradually closed.

That's...

"Frost Dragon!"

Vinson's eyes opened and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The dragon is one of the most powerful mythical creatures in the era of the three great warlocks.

As long as a dragon with pure bloodline is born, from its birth, whether it is the Black Iron Realm in its growth stage or the Golden Realm in its mature stage, it can be said that it has few enemies, and not many sorcerers can defeat it at the same level. Warlocks who can have bloodlines related to the dragon are not weak people. The power of bloodlines has given them supreme power, and there are very few sorcerers who can compete with such sorcerers.

Therefore, this type of warlock is also given the title of glorious dragon warlock.

And the Frost Dragon is one of the powerful dragons!

With the power of frost that can freeze all things, it can send the world into the cold abyss. This terrifying dragon rarely appears in the silver world. Unexpectedly, its bloodline power will appear here.

"It's really an accident."

Vinson shook his head and suddenly lost his sleepiness.

Anyone who can have a special title on the head of a warlock means some kind of incomparable power, just like the Death Warlock, the Fear Warlock, etc. Dragon Warlock is also one of them. Judging from today's temptation, the opponent's dragon bloodline is absolutely mellow, enough to completely overwhelm yourself!

"Damn, my bloodline is not strong enough. Even if I have eight suns and fire of hell, I will definitely not win Hathaway without the power of death. If I can absorb the bloodline of a purebred sun monster, there are still some possibilities."

He got up and walked out of the room, feeling a little worried.

The number of suns represents the depth of mana and the excavation of bloodline power. He could feel that the number of suns on the other side may not be as good as him, about seven, but if he really fights, he is still not an opponent.

The key is that the other party's bloodline purity and bloodline height are higher than his.

This is like nine hundred grams of gold and one kilogram of silver. Even if the quantity is more than the other party, the value is still not on the same level.

"My bloodline power is still too thin. No, I have to think of a solution and can't just give in."

Vinson was unwilling to accept it, and information quickly flowed through his heart, trying to find a way to fight.

And just as Vinson was thinking hard, a bright lamp appeared in front of him.

The dog-headed man Herac came over with a beacon, bowed slightly and said, "Dear Mythical Bloodline Warlock, have you not yet sleep? Well, my master, the owner of this castle, Iroth, now I want to see you."

Hearing this sentence, Vincent frowned secretly.

At this point in time, what will happen to him?

After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, Mr. Herac, please take me over."

After walking through several long corridors, they walked around several rooms, and finally, they stopped in one room.

Surprisingly, Hollens and the dragon warlock, Hathaway, were also waiting here.

Seeing Vinson arrive, both of them nodded slightly to greet them.

"Okay, everyone, I'll inform my master now, please wait a moment for three."

He greeted him politely, and Herac quickly exited the room.

"Hey, Vinson, do you know what they have to do with us?"

Seeing the dog-headed man leave here, after a few seconds of silence, Hollens approached, patted Vincent on the shoulder, and asked curiously.

Vinson shrugged, saying that he knew nothing.

"Maybe, there may be a big change."

Hathaway, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke out his opinion, his voice was crisp and soft, but it made the two of them look stunned.

Looking at the quiet face of the black-haired girl, Vincent thought for a while and nodded, "Indeed, it's very likely."

And at this moment, heavy footsteps rang out of the room. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!