They are also mages. Some of them squat in the wizard tower for most of their lives without going out, studying magic deeply, and are quite successful in academics. However, if they are asked to fight, they often have to deal with it in a hurry; but some mages seem to be born to be on the battlefield.
The ability to gallop and even cast spells is focused on battlefield battles and is highly specialized.
There are also a very small number of mages who have transcended the general level of combat, but have integrated magic and war, and have far better insights into the development of war than others.
"The Fire Demon" Sidons should be one of them. If the "Son of the Fire Demon" Forsman is still alive, after more than ten years of experience and growth, he may be able to reach the level of Sidons.
The "Fire Demon" Sidons, who had been silent for many years, reappeared in front of the world as the commander of the army. In just the past month, the troops of the Mutual Protection Alliance had successively attacked many towns and fortresses.
Successive victories swept away the previous decline. Although the number of Mutual Protection Alliance troops was small, the proportion of spellcasters was unusually high. In addition, Sidons personally participated in the battle, and he was basically recognized as the highest achiever of contemporary energy evocation spells.
Especially the lethality of fire spells on the battlefield made the Western Empire's counterattack seem so powerless.
Coupled with the north-south march of Vanua and Jarnod, the Western Empire has fallen into a dilemma surrounded by all sides. Even if there are hundreds of thousands of undead legions, they cannot withstand attacks from all directions.
Even when the shining six-winged saint appeared on the battlefield again, the strongest undead army in the Western Empire was directly engulfed by a large tract of miraculous flames, and was completely purified amidst the sound of holy singing.
Perhaps it was because the Western Empire practiced necromancy and violated taboos, or because the heavy tax pressure aroused public anger. In short, more than half a year after the Western Empire launched the blitz, more than half of the territory had fallen, a large number of people fled, and the army became
The establishment was defeated.
Anyone who knows the current situation of the war basically believes that the defeat of the Western Empire and the Senate is no longer far away. All parties involved in the war have even begun to send envoys to each other to discuss the division of power after the war.
The more embarrassing one is the central empire. It is said that this war was originally a civil war in the Great Londinium Empire. No matter who wins or loses, it is the change of dynasty in the empire itself. But now foreign troops have occupied the territory of the western empire. In fact
It also reduced the pressure on the central empire, so it was almost impossible to take back the empire's territory from them.
So now all parties are competing to see who can occupy more land and towns, especially the city of Londinium that has not yet been captured, which is of great significance to the empire. If even the city of Londinium, the place where it made its fortune, could
If it is not under the control of the Great Londinium Empire, the foundation of the empire's rule will definitely face doubts.
But Xuan Weizi no longer cared much about the battlefield situation. He came to a small town that had just been captured. There were a large number of man-made roadblocks on the road, as well as burning scorch marks and broken bricks and tiles left after the spell bombing.
The air was filled with the stench of burnt corpses, which showed how fierce the battle had been here.
When Xuan Weizi saw the Saint Piso Chapel in the city, many simple tents were set up in the open space outside the chapel, with hundreds of injured people placed inside. There were faint groans of pain, and nuns coming and going were holding water basins or wounds stained with blood.
Cloth, treat the injured, the few healing miracles have long been used up.
Xuan Weizi, who was holding a mirror with a shadow and light, was silent. According to the Lord of Frost, the "Mother of Love", the earthly saint of the Holy Lord Church, "rested and slept" in this Saint Piso Chapel.
Although the bodies of church clergy will be strengthened by miracles and have stronger vitality than mages, they do not extend their lifespan like druids. Even earthly saints who are regarded as legendary clergy by the outside world have reached the end of their natural lifespan.
At that time, he will also die normally.
Moreover, according to the church's beliefs, only by going to heaven can one receive the miracle of eternal life. Eternal life in the real world is exactly blasphemy against the gods.
However, there are exceptions to everything. Not to mention alternative heretics like "Golden Wisdom" Mikosi, saints on earth are often considered to be God's messengers in the world. Even if their natural life span is over, the Holy Lord will resurrect them when necessary to shoulder their responsibilities.
The responsibility of saving believers or destroying evil monsters.
After the death of an earthly saint, he would be wrapped in a special shroud and buried in a sarcophagus under the chapel. Church scriptures have recorded the resurrection of earthly saints more than once, but these are basically considered to be fabrications by mages.
s legend.
Some mages even proposed to open the sarcophagus of the saint buried on the ground, which aroused strong opposition from the church. The two sides were in tit-for-tat for a while, and the emperor was asked to intervene.
Now Xuan Weizi came to the outside of the St. Piso Chapel and used psychic detection. He did not find anything strange here. Regardless of the sky or the earth, there were normal miraculous fluctuations in the chapel. All the creatures in this town were visible, and the emotional spectrum was clear.
It can be seen that even small animals such as mice and geckos cannot escape Xuan Weizi's induction.
But then I thought about it and removed the cover of theological concepts and legends. Even if the "Mother of Love" really sleeps in the underground sarcophagus, she is probably a lifeless corpse. Xuan Weizi's psychic detection is based on living things.
Consciousness exists, and there is no difference between a corpse and a piece of earth, wood, or stone.
Pressing his inner thoughts, Xuan Weizi disappeared and floated into the chapel. A large number of wounded people were also placed inside, leaving only a narrow aisle. But this did not affect Xuan Weizi at all. He felt as if he had returned to his own home.
Following a familiar path, we arrived at the stairs leading to the underground tomb.
Going down the stairs, you see a cramped and cold underground tomb in front of you. The left and right sides are filled with bones of all sizes, and the densely packed heads are piled together. It does not look like the resting place of the saints on the ground, but more like a gathering of the dead.
The dangerous devil's cave.
"Holiness hides filth, and filth breeds holiness?" Xuan Weizi thought thoughtfully, and his steps became lighter and lighter. The incarnated body was not only invisible, but also transformed into a spiritual body, changing in the eyes of ordinary people.
Has to be completely invisible.
The incarnation of the Yang God can be both virtual and real, not to mention that the incarnation of the psychic warlock is originally the Xuan Wei Zi, which is based on the outpouring of the Yin God and can be transformed into a spiritual body.
After turning into a spirit body, what you see around you is very different. Countless flowing light paths obscure the environment of the bone burial tomb, and the rushing light converges from all directions, like streams gathering into a river, flowing towards the depths.
After a brief induction, Xuan Weizi immediately discovered that these flowing lights were not magical energy, but sincere and pure faith and will, and they were all directed towards the Holy Lord!
Xuan Weizi immediately thought of the Lord of Frost's original words. She had worried that the psychic network would steal the power of faith. Although Xuan Weizi explained it at that time, she did not think too much about it.
Only when I saw her today did I realize that the Lord of White Frost was not just guessing out of thin air. She must have witnessed the act of stealing the power of faith!
In fact, Xuan Weizi, who specializes in spiritual energy, knows very well that it is almost impossible to steal the belief power. The belief power is not an ownerless thing, but it is clearly pointed to the object of belief, regardless of whether the object of belief really exists.
Even if it is a totem pole or a statue of a god, perhaps years of worship and belief can really give birth to some spiritual beings, but it cannot be stolen by the psychic network or the Star Outline Altar.
For example, in the territory of the Mutual Protection Alliance, it is because there is the Xinggang Dharma Altar, and Xuanweizi is famous and is indeed respected by the people. There is indeed some faith and will directed towards Xuanweizi, but they are all absorbed by the Xinggang Dharma Altar.
, condensed into the body of the emperor.
However, it is impossible for Xuan Weizi to steal the faith and vows of the church believers in the Mutual Protection Alliance towards the Holy Lord. If he really wants to steal the vows, unless Xuan Weizi sincerely converts to the Holy Lord, transforms the foundation of Xuan Gong, and becomes a
He is an authentic church clergyman. He then spends great efforts to sanctify himself, even reforming the religion within the territory, and transforming himself into the incarnation of the Holy Lord. Only in this way can it be possible to absorb the will power directed towards the Holy Lord.
But this approach requires at least several generations and hundreds of years of brainwashing. And by that time, Xuan Weizi will no longer be an earthly immortal, and all the foundations of Taoism will be transformed into the core of the laws of earthly saints. This kind of thing is very important to
For those who practice Taoism, it can be said that abandoning the Tao and becoming a demon is even more uncomfortable than death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao.
But at this moment, someone did it.
Xuan Weizi followed the light flow all the way deep until the surroundings were surrounded by pure light. When he couldn't see his fingers, he seemed to have touched an invisible plane barrier and was unable to move forward.
"Demiplane?" Xuanweizi thought in his mind, and was about to use his spiritual power to tear open the demiplane that swallowed the power of faith, but he sensed that the plane barrier expanded automatically, like blowing bubbles, easily blowing Xuanweizi away.
included in it.
Xuan Weizi, who originally maintained a spirit state, automatically returned to his physical form after entering the demiplane and landed on solid ground.
But Xuan Weizi instantly understood that he was not actually reduced to an entity, but was in an extremely real and subtle spiritual world. The feeling of being on someone else's altar, Xuan Weizi felt it when he first saw him
I experienced it when I went to Heseken.
It's just that this spiritual world has already manifested into a demi-plane, which requires extremely powerful and complete spiritual power. Even a psychic who claims to erode reality with his own mind wants to transform into a demi-plane by expanding his mind... Anyway, the incarnation of Xuan Wei Zi is
If you can't do it, you can only unfold the Star Outline Dharma Altar with complete laws and regulations, and it is impossible to directly transform it into a demi-plane.
Looking up, Xuan Weizi unexpectedly came to the outside of the St. Piso Chapel again. However, there were no tents to accommodate the wounded in the open space outside the chapel at this moment, and there were few buildings around. Nearby were overgrown fields, which could be vaguely seen in the distance.
There are low farmers' thatched houses, with smoke rising from the kitchens.
"Is this... the time and space of the past?" Xuan Weizi roughly judged that this spiritual demiplane should be the day shortly after the construction of the St. Piso Chapel. The stones of the building still appeared to be very new, and there was not much weather.
trace.
Xuan Weizi walked slowly outside the chapel, and someone happened to open the door and walk out. It was a little nun with freckles. She looked like she was only eleven or twelve years old. She was thin and frail, and her orange-red hair was as messy as a chicken coop.
When the little nun saw Xuan Weizi, she held the door panel in fear, only showing half of her face, and did not dare to speak.
Just as Xuan Weizi was about to speak, the sound of horse hooves came in the distance, and he saw six or seven riders shouting on their horses. They were smelly, wore animal skin coats, and had weapons on their waists. Nowadays, basically no one looks down on them.
Broken copper and iron.
"Hey! Who are you?!" The lead rider opened his mouth, showing his yellow teeth, and shouted to Xuan Weizi, spitting out the smell of alcohol and saliva.
What the riders said was not in common language, but it did not prevent Xuan Weizi from understanding it. He glanced at the group of riders, and some of them unabashedly scratched their crotches. Xuan Weizi instantly understood their intention to come to the chapel, and then
Looking at the little nun, he whispered: "I understand, is this your experience? I didn't exist back then, and you can imagine what happened next."
"Hey! You guy, how dare you ignore me? I'm-"
Whoosh!
Xuan Weizi didn't look back, he just raised his hand gently, and the heads of the riders fell to the ground, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
The little nun held on to the door panel, her face turned pale with fright, her body was trembling slightly, and she did not dare to move any further.
Xuan Weizi looked at her. What kind of experience made such a little girl afraid to move when she saw a dead person? He sighed helplessly and said, "Can I go in?"
The little nun nodded and sneaked into the chapel as if running away. Xuan Weizi pushed open the door panel and as soon as he stepped in, he felt that things around him suddenly changed.
Looking closer, Xuan Weizi stood behind a group of onlookers. Not far away was the St. Piso Chapel. He saw two rows of soldiers opening the way, and a figure who looked like a lord came riding a tall horse. Several nuns in black robes stood
Outside the chapel, one of the nuns also had orange-red hair. She looked like she had grown up, and her slim figure could not be concealed under her loose black robe.
The lord said something condescendingly to the nuns, and then ordered the soldiers to come forward, seize the nuns, and throw them into a simple prison car.
The onlookers whispered, Xuan Weizi listened carefully, and after summarizing the information flow, he learned that this chapel, which was managed by nuns, was secretly similar to a brothel. After being discovered by the local devout lord, he came to arrest him.
Blasphemers who violate doctrine.
But when Xuan Weizi looked at the lord who was walking away, he could feel his swelling and uncontrollable desire, and he could guess what happened next without even looking.
"Why are you showing me this past?"
Xuan Weizi asked in his mind, and at the same time he snapped his fingers, and the horse-riding lord in the distance set himself on fire without warning, as if he was being punished by God. A group of soldiers rushed forward to rescue, and the onlookers screamed in fear. But no one paid attention.
When they arrived, the prison van holding the nuns opened on its own, and the group of nuns hurriedly fled into the forest.
"It's obviously something that never happened. Do you want me to make up for your regrets? But what's the point?" Xuan Weizi stepped towards the forest. The thick fog suddenly swept away, and the surrounding scenery changed again.
In the dim ice and snow, only a sheet was left on the orange-red-haired nun. She was walking barefoot in the snow. Dogs barking and soldiers shouting could be heard in the distance. The nun, who was already covered in bruises, was frightened.
She fell into the biting snow, but she could no longer get up, and her vision gradually blurred.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the snow, the nun felt the last trace of warmth in her life. She looked up in despair and saw a figure, covered with holy light, slowly extending his hand to her.