Warhammer Wizard

I want to use your brain.

When Izt asked why he was looking for the city of illithids, Raistlin answered in his heart, but in front of Master Oglevi, he wouldn't dare to say it if he was given a hundred more courage.

Obviously, Elaentor's illithid master brain has been occupied by Ogulevi, or, in other words, they have merged into one.

The mastermind is Ogulevi, and Ogulevi is the mastermind.

The Eye of the Soul can't see the state of Master Ogulevi clearly, but it is easy to find out by comparison that this one is definitely stronger than the previous Lich! You know, the Lich is a forty-one spell caster, and six Holy Soul Wizards joined forces to kill it.

What is the concept of being higher than forty-one?

Raistlin couldn't even imagine it.

The fight just now was the limit of what he could do, and he just barely escaped from the palace, but Master Ogulevi obviously didn't do his best, as if he was playing with him.

Not to mention that there are still four Holy Rank spellcasters, plus Master Ogulevi, they are almost in time for half of the Supreme Council!

In fact, Raistlin guessed that these were not the full strength of Master Ogulevi, and it was likely that there were more holy-level spellcasters hidden in Elaentor City.

With such a huge strength distance, there is no chance to escape, which is really desperate.

If you can't beat them, join them.

In addition to being mentally unstable, Master Ogulevi seems to have a normal mind, and he has no hostility towards himself. It would be great if he could be friends with him!

Holding your thighs... No, it's to make friends.

To make friends, you must treat people with sincerity. Even if you don't say what you want to come to Elaine, Master Ogurevi can guess something.

Raistlin's thoughts turned sharply, and he decided to tell the truth.

"Master, I want to get the demon soul of a master brain."

"Humph."

Ogulevi's psionic energy sent a shock wave in Raistlin's mind, and he seemed a little displeased, "You are very daring to lead someone to raid my palace."

Raistlin could see that the other party was not really angry, and thought that he had made the right move, but he quickly explained: "If I knew that the master was here, I would never dare to break into Elaentor, please forgive me. rash."

"What do you want the mastermind's demon soul to do? Fusion, or research?" Ogulevi stared at him and asked.

"I am also not certain."

Raistlin shook his head and replied truthfully, "I'm currently encountering an alchemy problem that I couldn't solve for many years. A few months ago, I found a book that recorded information about the city of illithids. It also mentioned some characteristics of the main brain of the illithid monster, which seems to be able to solve my problem, so I went to the dark area to find the demon soul of the main brain."

Halfway through speaking, he noticed that Ogulevi's emotions were active, and he seemed to be very interested in this topic.

"Which book did you read?" Ogrevey immediately asked.

"The Strange Memo," Raistlin replied.

"Hahaha..." Ogrevey suddenly laughed.

This is the first time he has laughed since revealing his identity, but he just laughed a few times, and the laughter stopped abruptly because his emotional fluctuations triggered a terrifying vision.

Raistlin was taken aback and asked cautiously, "Master?"

"That book was written by me." The small frequency of the blue flame in Oglevi's eye sockets beat.

"It turned out to be the work of a master!" Raistlin was really surprised. He remembered that the author of "Strange Memo" was called Harpworth, an unknown wizard hundreds of years ago. In addition to writing this book, There are no traces left.

"Master is Harpworth?"

"That's right, it's rare that you still know this name." Ogrevey nodded slightly, his tone not without complacency, but also with a bit of playfulness, "The book I wrote down when I was studying illithids, I used this A pseudonym, so it did not attract the attention of outsiders, and it was soon submerged in many books. I didn’t expect that after so many years, people would still see my works.”

"It's fate." Raistlin smiled, "If I hadn't read your book, I wouldn't have come to Elaine."

The eye of the soul showed that Ogurevi was in a very happy mood, and the six lavender tentacles curled and loosened unconsciously, like cheerful seaweed.

"You can find Elaentor, and it's for magic research, so it's a relationship with me." Ogulevi regained his composure, "However, an illithid city has only one mastermind..."

Before he could finish speaking, Raistlin immediately stated: "Master, I will find another city for illithids."

Ogulevi glanced at him, thinking quite strange.

"You're good."

"Much better than some people."

Ogulevi expressed his opinion on Raistlin, which made Raistlin happy, and then he fell into a long silence again. The Eye of Soul saw that the color of his soul was constantly changing, and the frequency was not high. It seemed that he was reminiscing about the past. It's like he's thinking seriously.

Raistlin was puzzled. Who did "some people" refer to, but he didn't dare to ask.

It wasn't until two or three minutes later that Ogulevi's heart sounded again.

"I entered the Underdark for 500 years. From the beginning, I just did research on illithids. In the past 300 years, I have become like this. I have been secluded in Elaentor without being disturbed. I have made a lot of plans and thought a lot. "..." Ogrevie said slowly.

There was a lot of information in his words, and Raistlin did not dare to interrupt.

Suddenly, the surrounding space changed.

Raistlin found himself teleported to a rocky bridge spanning a cliff, and a large waterfall above his head flew down, less than 100 meters away from him. Below the stone bridge is a wide lava lake. The waterfall falls into the lake, the cold and heat collide, and boundless white mist splashes from the explosion. When you are on the bridge, it is like walking on the clouds.

Ogulevi was suspended a few steps away.

He waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew the mist away, revealing a spectacular view of Elaentor.

This stone bridge connects the mountain peaks in the lava lake, and a little further up is the main brain palace on the top of the mountain. It is the highest position and can see the entire illithid city.

The slaves in the city saw the two people on the bridge from a distance, all prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they prayed in low voices, as if they were worshipping gods.

What they were afraid of was not themselves, but the Master Ogrevi around them.

Raistlin swept across Elaentor slowly, standing at a high place, his all-seeing eye had a panoramic view of the whole city, and saw through the cave walls and tunnels, many hidden places, and there was nothing to hide in his eyes. , revealing the secret.

Soon, he discovered an abnormal phenomenon.

There are too few illithids in Elaentor!

According to the "Strange Memorandum", the larger the city of illithids, the greater the number of illithids, up to a thousand people. Elaentor had 60,000 to 70,000 slaves, and they were both labor and food, enough to support more than 500 illithids.

However, Elaentor's illithids are less than one hundred.

The brain pool in the palace is used to nurture the offspring of illithids, and there is not even a single tadpole-shaped hatchling in it.

All of this must have something to do with Master Ogulevi.

And those illithids turned a blind eye to Oglevi and went about their own business.

When he was observing secretly before, because the distance was too far and the time was short, Raistlin couldn't see it clearly. Now, after careful observation, he finally found that there was something wrong with these illithids.

They're all under control, completely under control!

Control is not achieved through mind control or enslavement. Every illithid is willing, without the slightest will to resist, because they are all avatars of Oglev!

Raistlin couldn't help being astonished.

So many avatars!

It's no wonder that when his true mirror image played against illithids in the mines, he felt a little strange. Those illithids understood and mastered spells far beyond their rank. Each illithid is like a master spellcaster, working in harmony with each other to fully exert the power of spells.

He originally thought it was the talent of the illithids, but now he realized that it was his misunderstanding.

He was fighting against Master Ogulevi.

If it weren't for the multi-core chip of the mutant mobile phone, combined with the enchanting effect of the endless storm, each mirror would have the same spellcasting skills and strength as the main body. With only those high-level and legendary spirit monsters, he would definitely not be an opponent.

When a holy-rank illithid in the back rushed to the mine, the mirror image was completely crushed.

"Did you see it?" Ogrevey said lightly.

Raistlin knew that he was referring to those illithid clones, and nodded, "Yes."

"Your eyesight is very good, and your strength is even more outstanding." Ogurevi applauded, "Especially your mirroring technique, I have never seen anyone who can master mirroring technique to a level like yours, even me , can't do it."

"Master has won the prize." Raistlin smiled modestly.

He and Ren have mastered many spells, including the wishing technique known as the King of All Laws, and the mysterious door key. However, the spell he is most proud of so far, and the spell that improves his strength the most, is undoubtedly the mirroring technique!

For others, the mirror image technique is just to create a few sluggish temporary clones, the biggest role is to confuse the enemy, and then throw a few simple spell attacks.

As long as the perception is slightly stronger, or has the ability similar to true knowledge, it is easy to see through the true and false images.

But in Ren and Raistlin, mirroring is too powerful!

This is simply a spell tailored for him, and the increase in the endless storm instantly makes his strength soar more than tenfold.

The effect of a transcendent element is comparable to that of multiple legendary elements.

"You don't have to be humble either."

Oglevi pointedly said: "I'm really not as good as you in terms of mirroring skills. I really want to know, how did you do it without integrating the demon soul of the main brain?"

Raistlin looked startled.

He hesitated for a few seconds, slowly shook his head, and said, "Master, please forgive me for not being able to say, this involves my secret."

"It doesn't matter." Oglevi looked away and said lightly: "I just saw that the magical path you took is somewhat similar to my current situation. Out of curiosity, I tried it out. Since you don't want me, then Not reluctantly."

"Thank you, Master." Raistlin breathed a sigh of relief.

Ogulevi said suddenly, "You're not in Wezeland."

"what?"

Raistlin didn't understand the thoughtless words for a while, but only after a moment of stunned understanding, the other party said that Ren's body was not in Wezeland.

This is true, at this moment, Ren is in the study of Glamorgan Castle!

How did he know?

Ren, who was sitting in the study, was shocked. He got up and looked around. His eyes penetrated the walls of the castle and scanned the space within a radius of several miles, but found nothing. This made him even more surprised that someone could avoid his induction and detect his position.

The will of truth is not alert, and the key to the door and the eye of the soul are not harvested.

From this, it can be inferred that Ogulevi's avatar in the empire is at least a saint-level spellcaster, and it is impossible for him to escape his induction below the saint-level!

Who is the one?

On the stone bridge of Elaentor, Ogulevi asked, "Why don't you go to Wezeland? Aren't you afraid that I will stop you halfway, so that you won't have a chance to see Anxi?"

Raistlin sighed, "Master, I never thought of revealing your secret."

"Oh?"

Ogulevi's tentacles moved a few times and asked with great interest, "Why?"

"If you have fallen, I will report to the teacher without hesitation." Raistlin looked directly at the other party's eyes, looked at the two blue flames in the depths of his eyes, and replied firmly: "But I know that you have not Fallen, it is still the Master Ogrevi, who is admired by all the people of the Empire."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because I can judge whether a person has good intentions or bad intentions towards me." Raistlin revealed part of the truth with a serious face.

"Haha..." Ogrevey suddenly laughed: "I can too. So, I trust you."

Raistlin was stunned.

Ogulevi seemed satisfied with his reaction, and continued: "Even if you report it to Anxi, and then spread the news to the Supreme Council, I'm actually not afraid."

This sentence reveals too much information.

There is an inner ghost of Master Ogurevi in ​​the Supreme Council!

Raistlin was horrified, and many possibilities flashed through his mind. The names of the Holy Soul Wizards appeared one after another, and finally settled on a young but pale face!

In the cave outside Elaentor ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Raistlin's true mirror image looked at the human archmage in black robes.

He also had a young, pale face.

The appearance of the two gradually overlapped. Although there are many differences in facial features, their temperament, characteristics, eyes, and dressing habits are almost carved out of the same mold. The biggest difference between the two is that one is an archmage and the other is a Holy Spirit Wizard.

Raistlin didn't know the name of the young archmage in the cave.

But he knew the Holy Soul Wizard.

Tuzre, Duke of the Black Robe!

Ren and Raistlin had a sudden realization in their hearts, and many questions from the past were explained. The elder Dessad of Netherite died inexplicably in the Prison of the Justice Church. The murderer has not been traced yet. It turned out to be the black hand of the Duke of Black Robe.

And when the Supreme Council besieged the Holy Soul Lich, the Duke of Black Robe was also the most critical figure.

The Duke of Black Robe has also mastered the time stop. If he didn't take action to break the lich's time backwards, the ending might be completely different.

In addition, the end of time escaped under the eyes of many holy soul wizards, apparently the Duke of Black Robe was secretly operating.

It's really hidden!

Raistlin smiled bitterly, "It turns out that the Duke of Black Robe is also the master's clone."

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