Wolf saw the cold white light floating not far away, and Xuan Weizi approached silently, just like before, like a traveler in the dark night, aloof and solemn.
Rosalian jumped directly into Xuan Weizi's arms, sniffing everywhere with her nose twitching. She found that there was suddenly a complex vermilion pattern on the back of Xuan Weizi's left hand, like a dancing flame, she asked quietly
Said: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Xuan Weizi said with a half-smile: "This is the trump card against Fusman. You will know it later."
Rosalian didn't care too much, she just took off Xuan Weizi's collar and got in.
Mage Nelum came over with a curious look on his face and asked: "Doctor Olenso, I wonder what the undead you summoned look like? Can you let me see it?"
As if by magic, Xuan Weizi twirled a "Zhu Zhuan Soldier Talisman" with a flick of his five fingers. This was the name he had just given. With just one finger in the air and guided by his spiritual thoughts, three figures appeared in the sewer pipes.
Dao rampant soldiers, they wear dark red thick armor, the shape is similar to the whole body plate armor, but the chest, shoulder armor and other parts have the ferocious appearance of tigers and leopards, with claws and halberds spread out, a hood on the head, and a skirt around the waist.
, also all have tiger head carvings.
In addition, these three rampant soldiers are holding long-handled maces, xuanhua axes, and crane-billed spears and sickles respectively. They are all heavy battle weapons, and there is a faint flow of magic aura - gloomy necrosis.
The negative energy, the chilling frost blade, the sour front that melts bones and breaks tendons.
With such a large number of rampaging soldiers, Xuan Weizi certainly didn't bother to remember the true form of the god general. Instead, he "copied and pasted" the images of melee generals from online games that he had occasionally come into contact with in his previous life, so it looked like
It is indeed very majestic and valiant, with the momentum of a group of immortal warriors and Jinque Taoist soldiers, except that the Yin Qi is a little heavier.
Of course, the appearance of rampant soldiers who can be both virtual and real can be designed like this, without considering the limitations of body movements like ordinary people. Moreover, when casting spells to use rampant soldiers, there is a sinister wind accompanying them. It is not just a matter of competing with the enemy in martial arts or fighting.
.
Nelem cast a detection spell, looked at the three rampant soldiers up and down, and listened to him say: "It's so strange, why does it look like a phantom spell? And it actually uses negative energy as the main carrier... Isn't this right?
Is this the public result of Dianthe becoming the Archmage?"
Xuan Weizi held Diante's crystal spell book in his hand, shook it casually, and said with a smile: "I did learn it from him, "Research on the Shaping of Phantom Spells by Information Reconstruction", "Arcane Energy"
"Details of the transformation of energy and matter in crystals during the creation of spells"... The Archmage is worthy of being a Archmage, and his ideas solved many of my confusions."
Dean's crystal spell book not only records the spells he learned, but also contains a large amount of text content, which is basically some of his magic theories and conjectures. The content is detailed and comprehensive, not limited to necromancy.
Rather, Diante is indeed specialized in the necromancy system in specific spellcasting, but his ability to be rated as an archmage by the Magic Council mainly relies on his improvement of the phantom spell.
"Although Diante is only an eighth-level mage, he has done in-depth research on giant ruins. The Sail Leaf Province he manages has a giant ruins located in a coastal cave." Nelum curled his lips.
"What do you mean by 'just an eighth-level mage'? The storm giant he summoned is difficult to deal with, okay?" Xuan Weizi shook his head and took out the skull of the storm giant. Under normal conditions, this skull is the size of a human head.
There is a gap at the Baihui point, which is sealed with a gemstone that is highly compatible with necromancy.
When Nelem saw the giant skull, he sighed: "Didn't the giant skull that Dean spent a lot of money to get fall into your hands, the doctor? Storm giants are the closest to ancient giants among the elemental subspecies, and are even the same as ancient ones.
Giants exist at the same time. But from your previous description, it seems that they are not as powerful as the legend says?"
Xuan Weizi looked at the giant skull. In the human civilization of this world, in addition to the simplest totem belief, there is also the corresponding worship of gods. In today's era of "prosperity in arcane magic", the mages believe that in those human civilizations back then,
The images of gods that exist more or less are actually the remaining memories of ancient humans towards giants.
In particular, there are legends among various ethnic groups about the majestic gods who control thunder and lightning storms. They are basically considered to be rare storm giants. Some ancient tribes also made up various myths and legends and prayer methods for this purpose, hoping to communicate with the gods.
The worship of these gods, large and small, was later basically regarded as paganism by the Holy Lord Church, and they were all swept away mercilessly. Only a handful of pagan believers mastered the ability to cast spells through various strange methods, and evolved over the years.
All kinds of spellcasters - but this is what mages believe is the historical process.
"Using phantom spells and necromancy to recreate the storm giant is not a real storm giant after all."
The ability basically cannot be fully reproduced.”
Master Nelum said: "Anyway, this giant skull has fallen into your hands, the doctor. You can try to restore it with psychic powers. Isn't it true that half-giants are experts in psychic powers~"
Xuan Weizi remained silent. His method of summoning rampant soldiers was actually based on the Diante phantom spell, supplemented by the astral body. Compared with the pure phantom spell, Xuan Weizi's astral body
Connected with his own divine energy, the conversion efficiency of energy and matter is higher, and the information transmission is very convenient. Xuan Weizi can easily control it with his own thoughts without having to concentrate.
But this is not a characteristic of the Rampant Art of War itself, it is simply the merit of Xuanweizi's personal cultivation state. Moreover, with thousands of Rampant soldiers, such a huge number, he does not intend to use them all by himself. He has already made preparations for this.
Prepare.
Xuan Weizi's soul moved and said: "We have found a safe house. Let's go and take a look first. If it is convenient, we will move there directly. I made such a big noise in the sewer. I think Fusman will notice it.
arrive."
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"Message came back from Greenwater Town in Black Rock Province. The Greenwater River Valley has been flooded recently. The local mage advisor is busy leading other mages to control the flood. At the same time, he requested us to allocate a group of manpower and materials."
In the conference room of the Governor's Mansion, Forsman was sitting on a gold-plated throne with leather cushions, his elbows resting on the chair handles, his cheeks tilted, and his eyes half-open, quietly listening to Finn Baron's report.
Fusman did not speak, like a lion in sleep. On one side of the long table were the officers of the legion, and on the other side were the local officials of Fire Dance City. Most of them had the ability to cast spells, and were either mages or secret knights.
However, unlike a group of relaxed and casual officers, the local officials in Huowu City were all silent and sweating constantly. Although Fusman never got angry in front of them, the compelling aura emanating from the "Son of the Flame Demon" filled the conference room.
The temperature inside has also risen a lot.
"Green Water Town? It is said that that area is the main producing area of grain in Black Rock Province, right?" an officer said.
"Yes, unlike those snails that can grow anywhere, the main crops grown in the Green Water River Valley are long-ear wheat and beans."
"Hmph! I know that all this food has to be shipped back to the empire in large quantities, so if there is any problem with food production, the local gentlemen will send senior officials to check the accounts, right?"
"So, the floods in the Green Water River Valley still need to be managed. But we know how to fight and don't understand these things."
The officers talked to each other, obviously passing the problem to the local officials on the opposite side.
A fat and fair official wiped the sweat from his face and said cautiously: "According to the usual practice, at this time of year, the chief consultant will select people, and at the same time, a group of college mages will be gathered to participate in the internship. Fire Dance City will raise funds
A batch of emergency goods and funds are sent to the Green Water River Valley, and then we work with the local person in charge to respond."
But in this situation, the chief mage advisor Nelem didn't even know where he had fled. The governor of Fire Dance City was imprisoned in a dungeon, along with a group of mages and officials. Why spend money to redeem people?
, don’t even think about it, at most it will make the people inside suffer less torture.
As a result, all the affairs in Huowu City almost came to a standstill. You must know that such a transportation hub and important business town has countless internal and external chores every day, which requires a large number of manpower to handle.
However, in order to search for two wanted criminals, the Imperial Legion has sealed all the gates of Huowu City, and business transactions have been completely interrupted. The streets in the city are also full of legion soldiers patrolling, and no one dares to show up easily.
If you cause trouble, you will be jailed and your home will be ransacked.
As for sending people to leave Huowu City to solve the flood problem in the Green Water River Valley, the fat white official regretted it as soon as he said it. How could the Imperial Legion let people leave now?
Finn Byron stood next to Fusman, glanced at the fat white official coldly, and then said to Fusman: "Legion Commander, the Green Water River Valley is also an area that we need to pay attention to. Now he serves as a mage consultant and local official there.
They are all the sons of the fugitive Nelem."
Forsman slowly opened his eyes, his amber pupils seemed to have flames jumping, and asked: "What do you think should be done?"
"There is a group of engineers in the legion who are qualified for this job, but they need the assistance of many mages." Finn Byron said: "As long as you go to the local area, you can directly take down the mage advisor because of your inability to deal with the disaster. But don't kill him, and
It's meant as a deterrent."
"Just do as you say." Fusman frowned, as if he noticed something, and waved his hand to let everyone else leave the conference room.
When Forsman and Finn Byron were left in the empty and quiet conference room, the "Son of the Fire Demon" took the initiative and asked: "Have you not found Nelem and Oranso yet?"
Fenbyron lowered his head and said: "The search in the inner and outer city areas has been basically completed, and no trace of them has been found. Doctor Olanso has not returned to Canned Street... but his tall entourage and the pet panther are missing."
"You mean, he expected that we would do something to him?" Forsman asked.
"It's possible." Finn Byron replied: "But I guess he has not left Fire Dance City. The manpower we deployed in Pile Town did not find Dr. Olenso returning, but the local area has started to be alert."
"It's normal." Fusman knocked on the thick, cold stone table and said, "Sewer, send someone to check the sewer."
Finn Byron asked: "Does the legion commander think they are hiding in the sewers?"
"I just felt a trace of magic fluctuation. It was very weak, very weak. Ordinarily, in a place like Fire Dance City, it would be like a short melody among countless noises." Fusman was full of doubts: "But I still felt it.
Those are the traces that the teacher left in Huowu City."
"What?" Finn Byron was a little surprised.
"I also find it strange, but this feeling is questionable, so you send people to search the sewers." Fusman stood up: "As for Nelum's gang of children, tell them that from now on, their jurisdiction will only be responsible to me. The Empire
The locals can't control them! There are only two options to choose from. If you sit on the wall and sway, you will have to face the flames of the 'Sons of Fire Demon'!"
Finn Byron was shocked when he heard this, thinking that this step would eventually be taken, and this move would undoubtedly separate him from the empire in the New World.
After Fusman left, Finn Byron returned to his office in the Governor's Mansion. Now he is equivalent to the acting governor of Fire Dance City, assisting Fusman in handling large and small affairs, as well as various arrangements for the legion.
All kinds of people came in and out of Finn Byron's office, delivering reports, bills, documents, and letters one after another. Finn Byron was dealing with it with unparalleled energy and cleverness. In order to realize Forsman's ideal, he was constantly
Don't dare to pause for the slightest moment.
After glancing at the list of supplies needed to go to the Green Water River Valley, Fenbyron added a few more lines and waved it to the person waiting at the desk.
"More than a dozen people in the barracks have symptoms of body fever and darkening of the skin..." Fen Byron was looking at a report and was feeling suspicious. From the corner of his eye, he saw the person standing at the desk and not leaving.
"What are you doing standing there..." Fen Byron was always rigorous in his work and had high demands on his subordinates. Any delay would be reprimanded. However, when he raised his head this time, he was stunned and did not speak.
In front of her was a tall female assistant wearing slim-fitting leather armor. She had long, slightly curly hair and red lips that always seemed to be smiling. She looked at Finn Byron and said rudely:
"Why don't you scold me?"
Fen Byron avoided her direct gaze. This assistant was the female mage who paid attention to Nelem in bed. She could become Fen Byron's assistant. Most people didn't understand why this mage Nelem
His lover suddenly changed his identity and immediately became the assistant to the Acting Governor. Could it be that he also relied on his skills in bed?
"What's the matter with you?" Finn Byron felt a little guilty. This woman was a weapon he had carefully selected and taught to use against Nelem.
The female assistant walked around the desk and came to Fen Byron. Suddenly she stretched out her hand and grabbed Fen Byron's collar very arrogantly. She pulled her towards her and the two of them kissed each other directly.
It was a long kiss, but when their lips separated, both of them had indifferent expressions. The female assistant let go of her hand and asked Finn Byron to sit down again, and she said coldly:
"I really... don't feel anything at all."
Fen Byron lowered his head slightly, his neat hair a little messy.
The female assistant continued: "You promised me back then that if I succeeded, you would make me happy."
Finn Byron whispered: "As long as you are qualified for a position, I can arrange it for you. If you want to learn arcana, I can let all the academy instructors in the city guide you. You want the most comfortable and luxurious house in the inner city.
I will ask the owner to move out. Do you want to——"
"You know what I want." The female assistant interrupted Fen Byron's words, leaned down, and gently pressed her fingers on Fen Byron's chest.
But Finn Byron said nothing, not a word.
"Sure enough." After a long silence, the female assistant took two steps back. Whether it was disappointment or contempt in her eyes, she asked, "For the ideal in your mind? Or for Fusman's so-called great cause?"
"That's one thing." Finn Byron replied mechanically.
The female assistant smiled, but there was no joy at all. She returned to her capable face at work, stood up straight and said, "I'm going down first, Acting Governor."