Looking at the big toad whose body collapsed and shattered, Wolf raised his foot and kicked the tadpole, which was showing signs of lifelessness, and asked: "Did the ancestors of the frogmen use their own children as sacrifices to come to reality?"
Theus held the detection lens and confirmed it again and said: "That should be it. I have read the "Guide to Identifying False Gods" published by the Church God. It mentioned that such false gods require special media to come, and
Most of them require various blood sacrifices. However, in the view of our mages, the ancient witchcraft is essentially too crude and crude. It only knows how to squeeze the magic power formed by life and soul, and the result is that human lives are wasted."
Wolf sneered: "You mages often deprive living people of their souls to make magic items."
"Don't slander casually, okay? There are only a handful of such mages after all, and not everyone can control the souls of living people." Theus cursed, then took out the utensil and knife, cut up some of the tadpoles and stuffed them inside.
As a mage, you should always maintain the habit of research and material collection.
Wolf curled his lips and picked up the double-edged battle ax. He originally thought that there would be a difficult and fierce battle against the incarnation of the frogman's ancestral spirit, but the actual fight only lasted a few rounds. He knew very well that he and the
Theus and others did not play a big role at all. The one who really decided the outcome of the battle was the "Dark Warrior Vader".
The black warrior fired two swords from the beginning to the end, and in the end, the big toad was shattered. With Wolf's spiritual consciousness, he only noticed that the red light blade of the black warrior burst out with astonishing spiritual power in an instant.
quantity.
That was not an actual destruction or attack, but a cut off at the level of consciousness, which made it impossible for the frogman's ancestral spirit to sustain its divine power.
Such an attack is not something that Wolf can perform. Even if he has trained his inner strength to the point where he can fight with a golem, and his strength can leave traces on stones and iron seals, but for battles at the level of spiritual consciousness, inner strength cannot be used at all.
put one's oar in.
Where Wolf was still thinking hard, the "Dark Warrior Vader" went to the edge of the egg pool and looked at the empty water inside. Not only were all the egg sacs forcibly hatched by the frogmen's ancestral spirits, they gathered into his descending body.
, even the subtle vitality that gave birth to the frogman's egg sac was completely absorbed by the ancestral spirit.
"I almost hid it from you." At this time, the little black cat walked to the edge of the pool. Rosalian lowered her head and looked at the pool. She had no intention of going down to find out. She telepathically communicated with the black warrior alone: "I just said Evergreen City
How come there is such a spiritual warrior suddenly, and you have been pretending for a long time?"
Xuan Weizi asked without looking back: "How did you find out?"
The little black cat squatted by the pool and scratched its ears: "The last blow to expel the frogman's ancestral spirit just now was very similar to the method you used to deal with the Prince of the Earth. If I hadn't been successful in practicing over the years, I probably wouldn't have noticed it.
You have transformed into a completely different person, and even I didn't notice it!"
Rosalian's tone was a little unhappy. She seemed to be complaining that Xuan Weizi had concealed the true identity of "Dark Warrior Vader" from her. He explained: "There are some things that are not suitable for 'Dr. Olanso' to do personally. It would be easier to change his identity."
Convenient. Besides, this identity rarely appears in front of the world? It’s normal that you haven’t noticed it before.”
"Am I the first to discover it?" Rosaleen couldn't help but ask as she shook the tip of her tail.
Xuan Weizi had no choice but to admit: "Right? You are the first."
In order to drive away the frogman ancestral spirit as soon as possible, Xuan Weizi used his soul to control the sword and his spiritual thoughts as the front to cut into pieces the unstable soul structure of the incarnation of the ancestral spirit.
In fact, this is somewhat of a fluke? An existence like the frogman ancestral spirit? What if it relies on a unique ethnic group that has devout beliefs and has been cultivated by divine power? Such a sword of divine will is not enough to shake the majestic divine power and the incarnation of the ancestral spirit.
It's a pity that the frogman ancestral spirit just came to incarnate like a building made of sand. Its own structure is fragile and unstable.
This exquisite sword of spiritual thought is also the result of Xuan Weizi's ten years of pure cultivation.
Rosalin didn't care about anything else. She asked proudly: "Then I guessed your identity? Is there any reward?"
Xuan Weizi paused and said in a serious tone: "Don't tell anyone about this."
Rosalian heard that Xuan Weizi was not joking and asked, "Is something big going to happen?"
"It's not a big deal. If it were a big deal, everyone would have known about it." Xuan Weizi dealt with it casually.
At this time, Theus stepped forward, looked at the large pool with rippling waves, and asked: "Is this the core of the magic circle that Teacher Olanso is looking for? How big is the magic spring here? It's a pity that the frogman
I don’t seem to know how to use it.”
Wolf approached slowly and said: "If the frogmen had superb magic skills, how could we capture their settlement so easily? I have discovered in the past few months that there are almost no advanced spellcasters among the frogmen. The ancestors of the frogmen
Presumably, I can’t bestow too clever a spell.”
Theus nodded and said: "That's right. In the past, the frogmen and snakemen relied on the rainforest and swamps as natural dangers, but for advanced spellcasters, it was not really that difficult to deal with. The main reason is that this land is difficult to develop. Now we can find
A magical spring can make up for the military expenditure and manpower invested in the past!"
Wolf asked: "Isn't there also several magic springs in Evergreen City? Why does Dr. Olenso need to look for another one?"
"How can there be too much of this kind of thing?" Theus said with a smile: "And this is a cooperation between Teacher Oranso and Archmage Zidarok. They will build a magic fortress here to protect the plantations in the north."
"Then you want to come here to be a lord?" Wolf asked.
Theus waved his hand: "I don't want to be a lord in this kind of ghost place. I will probably have to deal with a group of amphibious monsters in the next few decades. This kind of work is very troublesome, so let those who want to explore and expand the territory take risks.
Come and do it."
Wolf was a little surprised: "Adventurers? Do you plan to let adventurers be lords?"
Theus explained: "Of course not those rookie adventurers who are still digging into dungeons and holding back a fireball for a long time. By the way, people like you have your own subordinates or mercenaries. Are you interested?
I can suggest to the teacher that you come here as a lord, I think he will feel more at ease."
Wolf said expressionlessly: "You are planning to let me put on a gorgeous robe, carry a gem-encrusted scepter, live in your own castle, and sit on a velvet throne. In the morning, you will meet with representatives of the townspeople and deal with the water supply for farmers in the countryside.
dispute, discuss business with chamber of commerce guests at noon, organize local celebrities and wealthy people to hunt together in the afternoon, hold a barbecue banquet at a suburban camp for dinner, and then take out the wine that has been stored in the cellar for more than ten years to share with everyone. Late at night, I led a newly widowed widow back to
Castle, spending a spring night together...are you describing such a day?"
Tius listened to Wolf's tirade, froze in place with his mouth half open, and then laughed loudly: "Can you, Wolf, adapt to such a life? I'm afraid it will drive you crazy in half a month, right? Hahahaha
——”
"It's good to know." Wolf crossed his arms in front of his chest and said angrily: "I'm not interested in becoming a lord. I want to continue to hone my martial arts and combat prowess."
"It seems that you are similar to me." Theus said.
"What now?" Wolf asked.
Theus waved his hand and said: "Kill out the remaining frogmen nearby, and the Mutual Protection Alliance will arrange manpower to do the work for future reclamation and management, so we don't need to worry."
…
Mage Verre, with three suspended magic stones swirling around his head, has always been considered the easiest high mage to get along with in the Eye of Mystery. His gentle demeanor is so reassuring, making people wonder if there is something constant about him.
A charm control spell that enhances charm and affinity.
However, as long as they have taken a course taught by Master Verre, both men and women will be impressed by his attitude and knowledge. Even apprentices who have just touched the arcane arts can understand Master Verre's easy-to-understand knowledge. This leads to
Master Verre's public courses must be arranged in large concert halls. Even so, the aisles will still be crowded with students of different levels.
Of course, among the students who come to attend the lectures, there are also female mages who have a fanatical admiration for Master Verrui. It is said that some female mages will blush and sweat when they hear Master Verrui's lectures. It is said that Master Verrui is one of many
The object of fantasy for female apprentices when they commit suicide.
However, at this moment, there was a hint of displeasure on Master Verrui's face. He was suspended above a rainforest, using a naturally formed cloud to cover his figure. His eyes were filled with the aura of prophetic magic, and he was peeping at the frogman settlement on the ground in the distance.
fighting.
"Damn! Is that a magic spring? It's actually hidden under the swamp?!"
On both sides of Master Verrui, there were three other high-ranking mages with Mysterious Eyes. They also cast prophecy spells and analyzed various magical effects in the distance. Each of them was extremely angry——
"No wonder the Duke of Mind can send students to deal with it. If such a large-scale magic spring is used properly, a large number of magic items can be made. This place will be another important base of the Mutual Protection Alliance!"
"Not only that, I heard that the Evergreen Chamber of Commerce is also planning to build a plantation in the Evergreen Province to produce their unique Evergreen Clothes in large quantities."
"Damn it! What the hell are those losers from the prophecy department doing? Why are they reporting such important information now?"
"We must not allow the Tower of Pentagram and the Mutual Protection Alliance to continue to expand. The four of us here will join forces to destroy this army. Master Verrui, do you want to take action?"
Master Verrui, who had a gentle expression, closed his eyes and sighed: "It's too late now. I received news before that the 'Duke of the Heart' from Evergreen City has arrived at Green Diamond City. This battle of conquest of the frogmen is from Evergreen City.
Cooperate with the Tower of Pentagram. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have sent Thius to join the battle. He is both a high mage of the Tower of Pentagram and a student of the ‘Duke of Mind’. If we take action, you will be waiting for the next moment.
Psychic revenge, right? Or are there a few of you who are fully confident that you can still keep your wits about you when faced with legendary psykers?"
"This brain-eating demon!" Several high-ranking mages were also unwilling: "Are we just letting the Mutual Protection Alliance occupy this magical spring? This makes our situation in the New World very difficult!"
Master Verrui pondered for a moment, took out a scroll, chanted a spell and cast it. However, no magic effect occurred until the scroll turned into light dust and dispersed.
The senior mages waited for a while and became impatient. Just as they were about to speak, they noticed a wave of teleportation spells, arcane blue light flashed, and a young man wearing a red priest robe appeared in front of everyone.
"Gui'an, my lords, may the Lord bless you." The young red-robed priest folded his hands and said humbly.
This immediately caused others to shout and ask: "Master Verrui, what's going on? Why did you call such a magician?"
The young red-robed priest did not respond proactively, but Master Verrei explained: "Let me introduce to you, this is Bishop Comosius of the Holy Lord Church."
"Red robe? Or those elm-headed people from the Mission Academy?" Someone immediately recognized the specific origin of Bishop Comosius: "Master Verray, if you want to cooperate with the church's magicians, you won't go to the Mission Academy.
Is this a bunch of people? They have always been hostile to our mages, and they are the ones who shout and kill us all day long."
Master Verre smiled: "You don't know that Bishop Comosius is an important figure who is dedicated to cooperating with our Mysterious Eye. I learned a lot of information related to the 'Duke of the Mind' from him.
"
The high mages still don't trust him: "Our most professional prophecy mages in the Eye of Mystery are unable to detect the specific information of the 'Duke of the Mind'. Even the spies sent to Chang Qingcheng have lost contact one after another, and even the corpses have been lost."
I can’t find it. This magic stick...what can this Bishop Comosius do?"
Master Verray smiled and said nothing, while Bishop Comosius looked humble, the look of a devout believer. However, this behavior was the most disgusting to other high-ranking mages present.
"Your Excellencies, Masters, I am here to eliminate your fears and provide you with the courage to defeat the devil." Bishop Comosius did not retaliate angrily because of the Master's offense.
Master Verri also echoed: "Perhaps you don't know, this Bishop Comosius used to be a peripheral member of our Mysterious Eye, and he was once the 'Red Earl', the lord of Lagen City in the Golden Crown Wood Dominion. He
I have fought against that 'Duke of the Heart' in the past."
"The Crimson Earl? It sounds just one level worse than others." The high-ranking mages sneered. If it hadn't been for the guarantee from Master Verri, I'm afraid these people would have planned to tear Bishop Comosius into pieces and see what the god was like.
Is Gunde’s soul blooming as brightly as the legend?
"Those are things in the past and are not worth mentioning." Bishop Comosius said: "To deal with the devil, my Lord's miracle will be the most powerful means, but I need a special weapon at the moment."
"What weapon?" Master Verre asked.
Bishop Hughes smiled slightly: "The artifact that killed the 'Golden Wisdom' - the Spear of Mission!"