But He Is an Augustus

The anomaly in the crystal ball below surged outward like a tide, like an explosion.

The surrounding wizards were all astonished by the sight.

The boys and girls who had arrived with Dus stared in shock at him within the dark-red glow.

The burly boy's eyes were full of disbelief as he muttered, "Dus, h-how is this possible?!"

The blonde girl's little mouth fell open in shock and would not close for a long while.

She remembered that when she had been tested just now, the crystal ball had shown only a murky haze—nothing at all.

No bloodline, no talent.

"Dus... is this his talent?"

The surrounding wizard apprentices and young boys and girls were merely surprised, unaware of what had happened.

But the wizards responsible for the examination were incomparably shocked.

A Second-Ring Wizard in the distance saw the spectacle erupt here and was instantly overjoyed. "Such a bloodline talent—it will definitely work!"

The next moment, he flew over and lunged straight at Dus, shouting, "Kid, I'm a Second-Ring Wizard. Are you willing to become my student?!"

Dus looked up in bewilderment. The scene produced by the crystal ball beneath his hand had already been shocking enough.

Now, a flying wizard wanted to take him as a student. That was even more jaw-dropping.

Anyone who could fly had to be a wizard already. Such a powerful existence wanted him as a student?

The Second-Ring Wizard landed and reached out to grab Dus.

Dus felt his hand loosen as it was pulled away from the crystal ball.

Crash!

The crystal ball's light withdrew.

At the same time, a cracking sound rang out. The crystal ball used for testing could no longer hold on; cracks appeared across its surface, and it gradually shattered.

Dus was seized in the Second-Ring Wizard's hand,