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Chapter 146 Blood Terma

"In other words, the magic circle designed by you, doctor, cannot be broken even by legendary spells?"

On the way to the Snow Goblin's lair, Tius curiously asked about the battle in Fire Dance City.

Si showed the most common expression of admiration for a legendary mage from an ordinary mage.

Of course, Xuan Weizi, who can even block legendary spells, is no different from the legendary strong man in Theus's mind.

The incarnation of Xuan Weizi walked briskly through the jungle and said: "You don't need to flatter me like this. The legendary spells are so varied that they have exceeded the distinction standard of ninth-level arcane spells. I just used the super large magic circle to

Deflecting this legendary spell does not mean that it can be completely resisted. If it is other more special legendary spells, I may not be sure... Just like the teleportation spell, my magic circle does not have the corresponding countermeasure capabilities."

"Then build a few 'Anti-Teleportation Spell Towers' or similar devices. Fire Dance City also does this... Oops!" Theus almost tripped over the roots of the tree under his feet, staggering back and stomping twice.

feet, cursing in a low voice.

"You should also look at the road when you speak. To train your psychic powers, you often have to start with the subtle things in daily life." Xuan Weizi touched his fingers lightly, with a more feminine temperament than the original one, and said elegantly: "Speaking of the 'Anti-Teleportation Spell'

"Wen Tower", one of the important reasons why we were able to recapture Fire Dance City this time is that the Imperial Legion was also restrained by the "Anti-Teleportation Spell Tower". This kind of restraint measure that does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy can easily be self-defeating on the battlefield.

"

Theus said: "But there is nothing we can do about it. Most wide-area spells do not distinguish between friends and foes within the scope of their influence. Unless they are ray-type or target-type, this is in conflict with the wide-area type.

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Xuan Weizi held his chin lightly and began to think. After all, just like in a video game, there is a clear distinction between friend and foe, and attacks with various exaggerated special effects do not need to worry about the situation of teammates and companions. This is simply impossible to achieve in real combat attack and defense.

Even in wars in the information age, where data signals are used to identify ourselves and the enemy, there is still the possibility of data fabrication, disguise and infiltration, and identification errors. It is not unheard of for highly accurate guided bombs to be dropped over the heads of friendly forces.

"Although it is difficult to directly use the effect of spells to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, there are similar methods." Xuan Weizi said: "The oak holy residence established by Ta Valon has the effect of 'dispersing the undead'; the regular rules of the Holy Lord Church

Chapels are often shrouded in the 'Holy Residence' spell. After all, the undead and undead creatures are basically their enemies."

Theus complained: "Doctor, aren't the enemies we face most of the time still living people? Even if they are the snake-men and frogmen in the south, or the jackals and centaurs of the old world, they are not afraid of anything."

Undead. If according to this statement, wouldn't the 'anti-magic field' become the enemy of all spellcasters?"

"Haha, I guess that's how some spellcasters are viewed." Xuan Weizi chuckled.

Theus thought as he said: "However, some spells have been improved and can be cast on specific races. The Eye of Mystery mastered a similar method and successfully enslaved a group of black-skinned orcs... and the legendary mage and dragon vein scholar.

Doragon of our family probably also knows the spells targeting dragon veins."

"Is it aimed at a specific race?" Xuan Weizi thought of the book "Hundred Beasts Swallowing Forms", which mentioned a spell on how to identify the original body of a monster by sensing the breath of life. However, this method was not available to spiritual birds and auspicious beasts after ancient times.

The big monsters and ferocious beasts have disappeared, and are almost useless. What's more, in this world, even the living creatures are completely different, and the reference materials of the ancients are almost like waste paper.

In this world, all induction detection methods are mostly prophecy spells, which inspired Xuan Weizi.

"It seems that the Xinggang Dharma Altar must also have the function of being able to sense and detect on its own. I can't always rely on myself to be in the central spiritual nexus to sense all things. Otherwise, wouldn't this altar in turn become my own prison?

?" Xuan Weizi thought to himself, what the incarnation was thinking naturally appeared in his mind.

Anyway, I am now in Fire Dance City, and with the approval of Nelem, the library of the Pentagram Tower is completely open to Xuan Weizi, and he is also trying his best to absorb all relevant knowledge.

Xuan Weizi was thinking as he walked, and saw a snow goblin nest under a tall tree in the distance. Around the small raised plateau, there were scattered thick wooden poles sharpened to form Juma piles, imitating firewood piles made of rocks and mud.

Two walls were built, one high and one low. Of course, they were all in proportion to the size and height of the snow elves. From a human perspective, it looked like a decoration for children to play house.

But now, outside the snow goblin lair, there are actually five or six snow goblins armed with short spears and wearing armor standing guard. Although the short spears in their hands are sharpened stone awls tied to wooden forks, and they are wearing armors.

They were made of tattered leather strung with a few pieces of rusty iron. But compared to the past, when they were half-clothed and looked like those blue-skinned, skinny little ghosts in religious scrolls of hell, now these snow elves have turned over and looked from a distance.

It still looks somewhat neat.

When the snow goblins guarding outside saw Xuan Weizi's arrival, they chirped, and some went to their lair to report it. Not long after, the snow goblin wizard Akuma Matata ran out.

"Oh! Lord Holy Oranso, your arrival has given this place the luster of divine grace and enlightened us who are dull! I wish I could kneel on the ground and lick the road you are going to pass clean to avoid soiling your boots.

!”

Akuma Matata is now wearing a leather robe that fits well. It should be made from the skin of their captive moles. Don't worry about the stitching style. At a glance, it looks like several crooked centipedes.

Lying on his body. In addition, he also wears an iron ring-shaped crown. There are pits left by knocking on the surface, revealing a faint spiritual light. After a little identification, you can find that the "Hidden Mist Technique" is stored in it.

The flattering words of the snow goblin wizard made Thius get goosebumps. He quietly said to Xuan Weizi: "Doctor, don't look at goblins trying to please the strong. Their brains cannot maintain long-term stability. Be careful with them."

It’s causing chaos and destruction.”

Titus already knew that Xuan Weizi was going to set up the Star Outline Altar in Chai Dui Town, and that he might be using the pulse of the earth radiated from the Underdark Territory. He thought that the entrance to the Underdark Territory was now occupied by this group of ugly, weak, smelly and

Occupied by malicious creatures, it is simply a waste of resources.

"It's true that Dr. Olenso, even if he doesn't trust other people, can at least drive away these snow goblins. Apart from destroying and robbing, these guys don't know how to do more complicated things. And let them explore.

In the Underdark, isn't this a waste of time? It seems like we need to talk to the matriarch about these things. Maybe she can find a way to dissuade the doctor... If that doesn't work, let the golem guard it!"

The more Theius looked at them, the less he liked these snow goblins, especially when he saw them growing more and more, and the mage became more and more wary.

Xuanweizi ignored Tius's attitude and just said to Akuma Matata: "How is the progress of your downward excavation and exploration? I am here to investigate this time."

The snow goblin wizard made a gesture of "please come in", and a hideous and ugly smile appeared on his big head that was not in harmony with his body: "Reporting to Lord Saint Oranso, I led the little cubs to explore the depths of the cave.

It's a long distance, and I found a lot of forks in the road. But except for mushrooms and fat white bugs, there is nothing else."

When Maian drilled through the ground and dug out a road, it was normal that the snow goblins didn't find anything else. Xuan Weizi didn't care too much and followed Akuma Matata to the entrance of the cave and looked down.

, deep and dark, even with excellent "dark vision" you can't see the end.

"You two, come down with me." Xuan Weizi said, then raised his hand and lightly pressed his forehead, and a force of mind control caused the figures of Tius and Akuma Matata to float together, and the three of them

Let's fall together into the depths of the cave.



As the small chapel in the center of the old town, the rising sun emblem on the roof emits soft and warm light. The gentle breeze of late summer and early autumn blows into the small chapel from outside the window, turning the pages of the Prayer Bible.

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The young attendant kneeling in front of the church scriptures seemed not to be focused on it at all. He had forgotten the strict commandments of the church. When performing the holy ritual of prayer, he should keep his mind and body meticulously upright. The scriptures were not skewed or dropped.

, turning the pages randomly is not allowed.

If there were any of those strict devout prayers from the scholastic academy, they would probably have picked up the nine-tailed whip with small spikes at this time, severely slapped the young servant on the back, and at the same time asked him why he didn't devote himself wholeheartedly.

If you throw yourself into it, you might not even have to eat the sacrament bag in the evening, so you should obediently copy out the content of today’s prayers.

Fortunately, even though Chai Dui Town has gradually prospered over the past year, the Holy Lord Church only has this small chapel here, and only this young attendant who no one can name properly.

Due to the expansion of Chai Dui Town, the chapel is no longer the center of the town, and together with the low log farmhouses in Chai Dui Town in the past, it has become a backward and outdated symbol.

The two-story brick and stone buildings built by the masters were painted with a layer of cheap chalk. In the eyes of the original townspeople, they were as white as shiny, smooth and smooth, like the slippery belly of a little girl. They were much better than those of poor people.

The chapel is much more impressive.

The expansion of Chaidui Town also required a lot of labor. When the original townspeople learned that they would be paid for their work, they all abandoned their hoes and sickles and ran to help. From time to time, they would also take some discarded earth and rocks home and imitate others to build them.

A small room.

As a result, fewer people went to the chapel to pray. Even thanks to Sandori's teachings, a group of spirit messengers emerged in Chaidui Town, and no one came to see the young retinue if they were injured or sick. Chang Qing

A large number of medicines produced by the Chamber of Commerce are even more common in Chaidui Town.

If Sir Salemi were still here, I am afraid he would have been furious with anxiety, but the young attendant was calm and composed. He just maintained his daily prayers and Bible copying homework, occasionally accompanied some elderly believers to pray, and made holy water to give away from time to time.

What a good neighbor looks like.

Looking at the Prayer Book that fell to the ground, the young guard showed an evil smile and said to himself: "All the annoying guys are gone. It used to be really stressful."

The young guard who picked up the prayer book dusted off the hard-cover cover and said with a smile: "It's really amazing. I, who used to despise the miracles of the church, can actually master this kind of power, and..."

The young retinue looked at the light radiating from the palm of his hand. It was actually mixed with traces of blood, giving the supposed pure miraculous power an incomprehensible meaning.

After getting up and putting the prayer book away, the young guard who left the chapel hung a wooden sign on the door saying "Priest is temporarily away" and walked towards the newly built city. He looked back at the iron-colored castle and the edge of the northern forest.

In the shimmering oak sanctuary, the young guard felt that now was the time to take action.

Arriving at the tavern, which had been open for almost half a year and was still being expanded, a waiter saw the young attendant and took the initiative to say hello. He nodded briefly in response, and heard three mages gathering together and drinking at the counter.

chat:

"I'm almost exhausted! I have to perform a lot of 'Stone Shaping Technique', 'Stone Wall Technique', 'Turn Mud into Stone', 'Fossils into Mud' every day...I suffered from this crime when I was under the Red Earl.

After passing it, I didn’t expect to eat here again!”

"You don't need to worry too much, why are you complaining? It's not like me, who faces a pile of alchemy materials and flasks and tubes all day long, which makes me unable to open my eyes. That guy Theus isn't here, so I can finally take a breather.

."

"Don't mention him. Before he left, he left a pile of work. He also said that he would build the altar base in eight directions. He threw away the drawings and ran away, shouting that he would inspect and accept the work when he came back."

"Why don't Theius still work for that doctor Oranso? ​​To put it bluntly, he is a foreman. These eight altars are the orders of that big shot."

"Hey! Have you received the news? In the battle in Fire Dance City, it is said that the doctor Olanso defeated the 'Son of the Fire Demon', and even the ' Fire Demon' also took action!"

"I heard about it. Now the news is flying all over the sky, and it is becoming more and more bizarre. They also say that he is an earthly saint of the church... Are you kidding me? If this guy is a holy stick of the church, he will still get along with the natives, druids and us mages.

Ji Huan? Even if he is, he is still a complete heretic."

"Then what are you going to do in the future? Didn't everyone still want to leave Chaidui Town and make a living elsewhere?"

"Oh, in today's world, it's the same no matter where you go! In a prosperous place like Huowu City, there will be a river of blood, but a small and remote place like Chaidui Town is better."

"If Dr. Olanso doesn't exclude us mages, I wouldn't mind staying here. A batch of equipment and raw materials I ordered were also delivered by a caravan last month. I won't be short of anything for experiments."

"No matter what, it's better than that vampire of the Red Earl. Damn it, the blood curse he left in our bodies is still there! If it doesn't work, go find Dr. Olenso and see if he can help us lift it. Even if it doesn't work,

It’s better to kneel down and show allegiance to him, so as not to feel like there’s something strange running through your veins.”

"Let's go! Go to work quickly. As long as you pay back the money, it doesn't matter who you work for."

The three mages paid the bill and stretched out to leave the tavern. The young servant looked at them with eyes full of hunger, and his heart could not help but beat fast.

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