Proof of the Sun King

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That night, the caravan camped in the valley.

The guards and mercenaries came and went. Compared with the previous day, the mercenaries were more interested. Ryan guessed that this was because the battle went smoothly today, and most of the mercenaries should have gained something from the goblins.

In comparison, the businessman's interest was not so high. When going downhill, a carriage overturned under the harassment of wolves, and the black fiery oil drum placed in it was overturned. The loss was over a hundred gold dinars.

The night sky was full of stars, and in the distance, the jungle-covered Scarville Mountain showed a foot under the veil in front of everyone's eyes - the wildly growing forest and the white bones by the road all told a terrible past.

"Quick, quick!" The guards were loading and unloading, and a large wooden box was lifted from the carriage with the help of two people.

"Whoops!" The exhaustion that lasted for a day made the guards feel powerless, the wooden box fell to the ground, and a few pieces of ore inside were thrown out.

This stone is a mixture of aquamarine crystals and rough rock, apparently unrefined magic ore.

"Sea Heart Stone?" Teresa approached leaning on her staff. After half a day's rest, her complexion had recovered: "Mr. Oliver? Is this your cargo?"

"Oh, oh! What are you doing? Clumsy, hurry up and pack up!" Mats rushed over, motioned for the guards to pack up, and smiled awkwardly: "This is... this is my cargo, Trou. Ms Vic."

"What's going on here? Mr. Mats?! We Jialan have issued notices in the Nord Royal Court many times. We are willing to buy any sea heart stone at a high price. Why is there still sea in your goods? Something like a heart stone?" Teresa's expression changed significantly after seeing the ore in the wooden box. The sea heart stone is a very precious magic mineral, which is necessary to make many magic items, and this ore has The ability to assist the descendants of wizards to awaken their magical talents, and at critical moments, spellcasters can even directly absorb the energy contained in them to restore magic power.

"This... I..." Mats looked around embarrassedly. He found that everyone in the caravan was looking at him, and he was speechless.

Ryan came up to relieve the siege: "Okay, Teresa, businessmen have the freedom not to sell them to you, don't they? There is no law in the Nord Kingdom that prohibits the export of these things. After all, if the export of these things is prohibited, I am afraid His Majesty the King Are you going to worry about military pay?"

"But the sea heart stone is too precious, we Jialan also urgently need this kind of magic ore, and we have already given such a high price..."

"But the Imperial College of Wizards and Wizards is willing to offer a higher price, isn't it?" Ryan interrupted Teresa, then said to Mats with a chuckle, "Am I right? Mr. Mats?"

"……Yes."

"It seems that we have always been too tolerant of you businessmen. It's time to give you a little... uh~" The sorceress was about to get angry, and soon the pain in her lower abdomen reminded her that something was wrong, and Ryan walked up to it. He picked up the sorceress by the waist: "Okay, okay! Don't be angry, you can't control this matter, just go back and talk to Ms. Aurora!"

After he finished speaking, Ryan didn't give the sorceress a chance to say anything else. He hugged her and hurried away. To his surprise, the sorceress didn't resist during this process. Lots of trouble.

Seven thirty in the evening.

Raising the tent curtain, Ryan saw that Emilia was bringing out a pot of hot water with a dull face. Ryan stepped aside and asked, "Do you feel better?"

"It's much better, and also, don't you know at least you have to knock on the door when you enter the lady's room at night?" The sorceress was half lying on the padded backrest, looking in a bad mood.

"...Sorry, then you have a good rest, good night!" Ryan sighed, nodded, turned and left.

The tent fell into silence again.

The sorceress thought Ryan was pranking, but he really never showed up again. Teresa didn't see him come back after waiting for a long time, and she felt a deep sense of loss in her heart.

The things in the tent will not be mentioned for the time being. After Ryan and the caravan people said a word, he came to a nearby open space alone. He took out the magic scroll that he had purchased in Wulan Town, the zero-level trick light technique. , fell into contemplation.

Unrolling the magic scroll, Ryan followed the energy patterns and symbols on the scroll, and walked with his psionic energy, then raised his hand: "Brightness!"

A ball of light smaller than a fist shot out from Ryan's hand, lighting up the gloomy and icy environment around him, and then about ten meters away from Ryan, the ball of light suddenly disappeared without warning.

"It's different from normal magic. After the normal light spell is shot, it can fly at least twenty meters and then disappear gradually, but the light spell I simulated can only fly ten meters." Ryan thought for a while and murmured: "Is it because of the divine power of the gods?"

"Try this again." Then, Ryan took out another magic scroll, which cost him a lot of money, and sealed the first-level basic spell - magic missile.

Compared with magic scrolls, the number of magic scrolls is even rarer. Like other magic items, making such scrolls is extremely difficult, and only high-level wizards know how to make them. To complete a scroll, the cryptic spell pattern must be carefully copied onto parchment, and then the spell required for the spell must be transcribed.

Then the wizards will inject magic power into the scrolls, which is a very technical task. If too much magic power is injected, the scrolls will be in danger of exploding and self-initiating, especially destructive spells. If the magic power is injected too little, There may also be cases where spells cannot be activated.

A three-ring level wizard can only make one level magic scroll, a six-level legendary wizard can only make four-ring magic scroll at most, and so on. It is worth mentioning that, if you want to use a magic scroll, the user You must also have a little magic talent and be able to read the text on it, which also makes the audience of magic scrolls narrower.

"Magic missile, a ring of energy-based spells that shoots three energy bullets toward the target, is a basic spell that every wizard apprentice can master." Ryan muttered to himself.

The principle of this spell is very simple. The magic is condensed into energy bombs and aimed at a target to strike. Ryan quickly used his psionic energy to analyze the spell, and then followed the same formula according to the spell structure: "Magic missile!"

Exactly as he imagined, psionic energy can also simulate the release of magic missiles, but again, the magic missiles with a range of at least 50 meters originally dissipated in the air after flying about 10 meters.

"That is to say, the magic of psionic simulation cannot leave my body for more than ten meters." Ryan recalled his father's teaching in his dream: "Psionic energy is extremely powerful, and it is the source of depravity, you must make good use of it. This power."

"So, how about this?" Ryan gathered his psychic energy in the center of his hand, then spread his fingers, and the psychic energy gathered into silver-white light, instantly lighting up the dark forest, and under the fiery psychic glow, nearby The dead wood eroded by chaotic energy suddenly had some kind of mutation, the black chaotic energy faded away, and branches and green leaves grew again.

No, it wasn't that the black chaotic energy faded away.

It was Ryan's psionic energy that completely shattered those chaotic energies!

But soon, the intense psionic light not only drove away the chaotic energy, but its own strong destructive power quickly burned all the trees that were finally freed from the torment of the chaotic energy into charcoal.

The smell of burning came into Ryan's nose and mouth, which made the White Wolf Knight feel very uncomfortable.

"It's too much. My psionic energy can purify corrosion, but it is still a terrifying destructive force in essence. I need to practice how to control it. Maybe this is the temper my father gave me." Ryan nodded, he planned to get up, from the depths of the forest There was a sudden gust of wind.

The white divine fire reappeared in the forest, the wind was flying, and the dead branches were all over the ground. Ryan's eyes widened suddenly, and then he knelt down on one knee subconsciously: "My lord!"

The white flame in the middle of winter is the will of the white wolf God of War Yuric!

Shenhuo didn't materialize, it just hung high in the air, and then slowly entered Ryan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boy, we meet again." In Ryan's sea of ​​consciousness, White Shenhuo spoke.

"My tribute to you, the great wolf god, the white wolf knight Ryan is here to listen to your teachings!" Ryan's face was full of surprise and joy. As we all know, the white wolf **** of war Yuric rarely answers the prayers of believers, and also Very few oracles were passed down, and even less came to the main material world. The only time he came to the main material world was to fight against chaos in the first chaos invasion.

Since then, this wolf **** has never even sent an avatar to appear on the main material plane. He treats believers with ruthlessness, especially when the weak ask him for protection and often ignore him. Only the head of his beloved White Wolf Knights and The Archbishop of the White Wolf Church occasionally has the opportunity to communicate with him.

After Charlemagne killed the Chaos Chosen Morka and fought off the Chaos army, Uric blessed Charlemagne and his empire and asked him to build a "seeing" temple for himself in the north of the empire, while The empire could not find a reason to refuse - after all, the wolf gods have personally come to the world to fight against the Chaos army. Therefore, one of the most spectacular temples in the world, the White Wolf Temple was built in the northern part of the empire. After thousands of years of development, human beings built the White Wolf City, one of the few big cities in the main material world, relying on the White Wolf Temple.

"You're Ryan, the adopted son of that bald Norman? If I tell you, you really don't look like him." Urick's first sentence turned Ryan over: "If you have the opportunity to tell your adoptive father, don't When I pray, I always hope that I can help him grow his hair back, and he should pray to Saria, not me."

Salia, the goddess of mercy, also known as the goddess of medicine.

Ryan couldn't say anything except embarrassingly laughing and expressing his obedience: "Understood, I will obey your oracle, my lord."

"Come on! I didn't send the incarnation to tell you this, boy, your previous sacrifices show that the mountains here are haunted by chaotic creatures, go, go and bring its head to me, this is good to me It's the best Winter Veil gift." The white fire was about to disappear, and Ryan quickly said, "That... I encountered something I don't understand."

"Speak!" The white divine fire swayed.

"...Understood." Ryan lowered his head and said he knew, and then hesitantly, the white wolf knight said: "I heard that the great my lord has a long life and rich experience, I don't know if you know... ancient Holy thing?"

"You actually know the Old Sage? I thought that after thousands of years, no one knew about the Old Sage except for the long ears and a few nerds." Uric's tone fluctuated for the first time.

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"Boom!" The heavy flying axe slashed the entire tree, cutting the trunk from the middle, and all the thorns and branches shattered in an instant. The giant tauren could feel the earth tremble with every step he took. Its face is covered with a white skull and its expression cannot be seen clearly, only a large amount of mist spews out of its mouth and nostrils: "Hoo...kill!"

"Soul of the jungle!" Eldrad waved his long staff, and the trees beside him mutated under the emerald green light. They rose from the ground and charged towards the tauren.

The giant tauren's movements did not show the slightest sluggishness. It walked towards Eldrad step by step. A tree man rushed from the left. It didn't even look at it. The battle axe swept the tree man into two. Duan, several treemen summoned by Eldrad couldn't stop it in the slightest.

The stout hoofs stepped on the forest floor, and with every step he approached, Eldrad felt a heavy pressure.

Is it the Minotaur?

Unlike, the Minotaur is a very emotional creature, but this creature is always calm.

So is it a big horned bull on the same level as the Tall Minotaur?

"If that's the case..." Eldrad inserted his long staff into the ground forcefully, and took a deep breath. His tattered clothes were stretched open with the owner's movements~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wrinkled Hair appeared on the skin, the nose elongated, the palms gradually turned into claws, and the body gradually swelled. Within seconds, he had the shape of a bear.

There are no particularly powerful offensive spells in Druid magic, and Eldrad decided to use his claws and teeth to fight.

Just when Eldrad was about to transform into a giant bear, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the giant Minotaur's mouth, and the extremely filthy energy gathered on its body, as if it would devour everything in the world.

"Wild... savage... rush... collide!!!" Combat skills were activated, almost in the blink of an eye, the giant minotaur rushed out a distance of nearly 50 meters, and the protective formation formed by the wooden staff was like paper. Turned into flying ashes, a huge shadow shrouded the still-transforming Eldrad.

The battle axe swept across the Druid's chest, leaving a huge wound with deep visible bone. It spread from the right waist to the left shoulder. The blood filled the Druid's chest. He flew out several dozen meters under his strength, but fortunately, the remaining treemen rushed up and temporarily entangled the hands and feet of the beastman.

"Uh uh..." Eldrad's beast appearance quickly faded, and gradually changed back to a human appearance, sitting on the ground, he clutched his chest, the pain almost made him unable to breathe, originally wrinkled At this moment, his face was even more shrunk into a ball, and the ground was filled with blood. Eldrade crushed an emerald green gem without hesitation, covered his chest with his hands, and stepped back.

The giant Minotaur opened his mouth to laugh wildly, the blood-red liquid dripped from its mouth, the filthy energy shone more and more, and he slowly approached Eldrade.

Eldrad gasped heavily, and the giant Minotaur came step by step, like the sound of a death knell.

"You... you are... doomsday..."