"Teacher, the people from the Inspection Office suddenly blocked the streets in the city and prohibited anyone from going out." The apprentice of the Plasticity Department breathed rapidly and woke up the Chief of Plasticity from his meditation.
Rao's mood collapsed instantly.
"Despicable Victor Hugo, is he going to take action?"
In the Wizard's Tower, several chiefs had formed a loose alliance just two days ago to deal with increasingly powerful opponents. They all had their own secrets, and any movement in the city felt that it was against them.
Immediately afterwards, the news came out that Hugo was going to enter the prophecy system level, which further 'confirmed' the suspicions of the chiefs - the reason why the prophecy chief is the leader of the wizard group is that the control center of the wizard tower is at the prophecy system level.
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Whoever controls the prophecy system in the tower will have great convenience.
No... we must not let that damn despicable boy succeed.
The five chiefs were pushed to their limit. They summoned all their disciples and apprentices, brought their own armed attendants, and rushed to the magic hall, just to prevent Hugo from entering the prophecy level in the tower.
Chief Rao of Plastic Energy did not accept the argument that "the inspection office was attacked and the murderer must be found". This is definitely a deceptive excuse and must not be compromised.
"Sir Hugo, you are not qualified to control the prophecy system in the tower. Your level is too low, and you are not even a prophecy wizard."
This is too rude.
Rao came angrily with a large group of people.
Nearly a hundred people gathered in the magic hall, and Zhou Qingfeng quickly identified the number of people facing each other. He obviously didn't have enough manpower.
Except for the necromancer Mondino, the mechanical wizard Arcee and other cronies, most of the people on Zhou Qingfeng's side are fence-sitters who usually get benefits. If there is a real fight, they might just run away.
Opposite are more than a dozen official wizards of the wizarding group, with high levels and strong strength. The lineup of the five chiefs is even more complete. There are also their disciples and recruited attendants.
The wizards are all rich, and the chief wizard is even richer. They are all well-equipped, and even the attendants are armed to the teeth, and there are a lot of them.
Do you want to take action?
Would it be better to delay it for a while?
Rao, the Chief of Energy Evocation, also felt that he had a large number of people, enough to overwhelm the other side. He snorted and sneered. He suddenly turned to look at the side of the magic hall and asked: "Wizard Jason, don't you say anything.
What?"
Jason, the proud disciple of the dead ghost Fabbro, the director of the alchemy department laboratory, and the alchemist Jason whose teacher was slaughtered by Zhou Qingfeng, was singled out.
Rao continued: "Our five chiefs unanimously recommended that you have outstanding ability and can inherit the position of your teacher and become the new chief alchemist.
The alchemy department of Cold Wind City needs a real alchemist, not an outsider."
The chiefs wanted to finish their work in one battle. Taking advantage of the current momentum, they simply kicked Hugo out of the alchemy department and at least gave him some eye drops.
Jason was busy in the laboratory when he was suddenly told by his apprentice that something big had happened in the Magic Hall. He hurried over with a staff, but was put on the fire by the chief of plasticizers.
Damn it, I'm just here to make soy sauce.
As soon as the words of recommendation came out, Jason quickly waved his hands and calmed his tone, "This must be a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding. I have no interest in the chief or anything, absolutely not.
We have no doubt that Your Excellency Hugo is capable and wise enough to lead the Alchemy Department."
Jason's calm attitude caused many low-level wizards in the hall to nod - Sir Hugo has given him many benefits, and following him is much better than following the original chief.
Rao was so angry that he cursed in his heart, "Jason, you are a coward. So many of us support you, but you actually say you are not interested. Don't you care at all about whose hands your teacher died?"
Zhou Qingfeng's eyes became colder and he whispered: "Jason, I gave you the staff making book. How did you study it?"
Staff making book?
Jason held a slender, spirally twisted staff in his hand. He raised his hand and said, "I've made it, but my ability is limited and I can only make a secondary version."
With a wizard's hand, Zhou Qingfeng took the staff from Jason's hand through the air. He stared coldly at Rao's group who refused to give in, with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Hahaha..., I also think this must be a misunderstanding. You must think that I have some special purpose to control the prophecy system.
In fact, you are too nervous, I really am not.
Because I'm not ready yet, and I believe you are not ready either. So..., I suddenly figured it out. Let's give it a try. It'll cost me 3,200 points at most."
If you fall out, just fall out.
Zhou Qingfeng pointed the staff in his hand and shouted the activation command - Isaac.
Missile storm!
The top of the staff lit up, shooting out a series of magical energy.
The leader always felt that he could overwhelm the challengers who threatened his position by keeping calm, until a wave of missiles was shot out, activating everyone's protective spells.
Circles of colorful light lit up in the magic hall, including shield spells, stone skin spells, mage armors, and secondary deflection fields. They were shining and dazzling.
The first round of five missiles was scattered and blocked by various protective arcane spells. But Rao was furious because of this.
Among the eight schools of arcane arts, except for the charm department, which cannot be learned due to opposition, basically every wizard will master the same attack technique when he is an apprentice - magic missile.
This is the most practical low-level arcane spell. Missiles composed of magical energy will automatically shoot to the target selected by the caster, and it will hit regardless of whether the opponent is hiding or running.
The power is not small.
Naturally, someone would study such a useful arcana. A great arcanist named Isaac invented the fourth-level arcana named after him, Missile Storm.
If the first-level magic missile is a bolt-action rifle, then the missile storm is a machine gun. It's just that Jason's ability is not yet up to par, so he has come up with a secondary missile storm staff.
Equivalent to a light machine gun.
Zhou Qingfeng talked a lot of nonsense, but the chief of evocation on the opposite side had extremely rich combat experience. The missiles activated defense, and he was safe. Rao shook his sleeves in anger, and instantly grabbed a scroll and tore it open.
To seize time at the critical moment, tearing the scroll is the most...
Arcee let out a sweet cry. She and Zhou Qingfeng were connected in their minds. Before her master finished speaking, the missile shot out. With great momentum, she grabbed a heavy alloy steel shield and rushed out following the missile.
In terms of acceleration and agility, Mechanical Demon Girl is definitely the strongest in the entire Cold Wind City. She has one set of cores and two sets of bodies in the other world and reality.
Unable to bring electronic equipment and thermal weapons from the real world, she used various high-performance metals and components to strengthen herself in the other world. The shield in her hand alone provided both magical and physical defense.
As soon as Rao's scroll fell into the palm of his hand, Arcee bumped into him with a shield. A series of magical lights, shields, stone skins, and protection from long-range weapons lit up on the Chief Evocation's body.
Under a pile of protection, bang..., Rao was knocked away by Arcee like a bowling ball. Even several disciples behind him were not spared, and they were all hit.
Bricks fly with great force.
No matter what you do, we'll talk about it later.
The wizards who brought their own protective items would at most be knocked dizzy and unable to concentrate on casting spells. Those who had no money or not enough money would be unlucky, and they might be hit with broken bones and tendons on the spot, and scream in agony.
This move caused the entire magic hall to scream and scream.