Warhammer Wizard

Early September.

Under the tower in Wezeland Floating City, a group of young wizards gathered here.

As the elite wizards of the floating city, their talents and potential far exceed the ordinary extraordinary people outside, and they exude a powerful magical atmosphere. When the apprentices in the academy pass by, they dare not get too close and cast envious eyes.

The wizards didn't care about the admiration of the apprentices. They stood in small circles in twos and threes, or closed their eyes and meditated, or whispered with their friends, with different expressions.

However, from time to time, someone quietly looked at the most dazzling ones in the crowd.

One is a high-level wizard who looks like a high-level elf, with fair skin and extremely handsome appearance. Under a black magic robe, he stands upright and straight, but his temperament is slightly gloomy, his eyes are also very indifferent, and a stranger should not be approached. .

"Dalama..."

"This arrogant guy is still so annoying."

"Yes! Sooner or later I will teach him a lesson."

The wizards have a very bad impression of Dalama. Many people have been defeated by him and have been severely humiliated, so the tone is a bit bad, but also a bit sour.

Since Dalama was accepted as a student by Speaker Renne, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds. It is shocking to hear that he has been promoted to the ninth-level dark magician last month.

Originally, many people were unhappy with Dalama, but now they have given up the idea of ​​finding a way back.

"He's just lucky, and was favored by Speaker Rennes." A middle-level wizard said indignantly: "With Speaker Renn's wealth and generosity, he is so good to students. If it were me, he would definitely be promoted to high school within three years. Order wizard."

A few wizards nearby nodded in agreement, but no one took it seriously.

Anyone who can become a Wezeland wizard and is qualified to participate in the wizard exchange competition is not that kind of fool.

Dalama is indeed annoying, but his talent is obvious to all. If it weren't for the issue of elf identity and personality, he would not have been rejected by legendary wizards for two consecutive years until he was accepted by Speaker Rennes.

Seeing that no one responded, the wizard who spoke was a little embarrassed, and he said it out of nowhere.

"cough……"

He quickly changed the subject, "Do you think Dalamar or Ms. Polaris, who has a better chance of winning the trophy in the advanced group?"

"Ms. Polaris, of course."

"It goes without saying that Lady Polaris has beaten Dalama several times, and she's also an Arcanist of the Nine Wizards now."

The wizards responded one after another, keeping their eyes fixed on Dalamar's circle as they spoke.

There were four wizards, all students of Speaker Renne.

One is Dalama, who everyone hates, and the other is the most dazzling witch in the crowd, the incomparably beautiful Lady Polaris.

She just stood there like the brightest star in the night sky, making it impossible to ignore her presence.

Whether it is a male wizard or a witch, they can't help but peek at her, and they sincerely admire, why the gods favor her so much!

Polaris and Dalama, they are the two most eye-catching wizards in the floating city of Wezeland today.

They are also the two wizards who have the highest voice for winning the Wizards Exchange Tournament.

However, everyone has two extremes of their senses.

Almost everyone hated Dalama, was extremely disgusted with this elf, but could not beat him; at the same time, almost everyone supported Polaris, especially the male wizards, and their admiration for her reached a fanatical level.

The strength of the two is comparable, and they will win or lose in the magic duel arena, but their supporters are one-sided, belittling Dalama and chasing Polaris.

No matter where Polaris goes, he will always be the focus of the crowd.

But today, she's just one of the focal points.

"Who is that half-elf beside Ms. Polaris?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

In fact, many wizards have seen the half-elf long ago, and his appearance is no less than that of Polaris. He has long moon-white hair tied behind his head, and there seems to be a faint shimmer on his skin. He is tall and straight, and his temperament is slightly cold. , with agile and bright black eyes, reminiscent of a bright moon shining with cool brilliance.

"She is also a student of Speaker Rennes, her name is Anvera, and she rarely shows up." A wizard whispered, with a smug expression on his face: "She is almost always in Speaker Ren's tower and rarely goes out, and so do I. I only met Ms. Jenna once, and it is said that she has half the blood of the moon elf."

"Moon Elf!"

The wizards suddenly wondered, no wonder it was so beautiful.

"Ms. Angela's strength is very strong, but it feels a little strange. Which school of wizards is she?" Someone sensed a strong breath, and was surprised and curious.

"Battle school." The wizard who replied earlier had a mysterious expression.

"hiss……"

Several wizards who had just learned the inside story all gasped in unison, and their faces were suddenly full of envy.

Among the three major schools of wizards in the world of Ellenus, the Fa Seal school has always been the mainstream, with four specialties, accounting for more than 70% of all wizards; the three specialties of the Soul Master School occupy the remaining 30%; as for the fighting school, It has always been the least number of people, and the proportion can be ignored.

Although the founder of the fighting school, Master Oroin, is a holy soul wizard, but the whereabouts of Master Oroin are mysterious and erratic. He didn't create a floating city, and he didn't even have a wizard tower. After casually handing down the world tree meditation method and the production method of the soul-melting seed, he basically ignored it.

Therefore, the combat school has never arisen, and it has always been the weakest school specialization.

Battle wizards are also few in number.

Except for Master Oroin, there are very few famous battle wizards, and there are not many legendary battle wizards in the entire empire.

It was not until Speaker Renne rose like a comet that in just five or six years, the empire became famous and invincible, and people discovered that the potential of battle wizards was so terrifying!

Even because of this, the Empire has created a wave of fighting wizards.

The number of wizards who have chosen to become the fighting school has soared by more than ten times in the Transcendent Colleges, Wizard Towers, Spellcaster Organizations and Floating City. Although the total number is still less than 1% compared to other schools of expertise, but It is also quite impressive, at least not negligible.

Now I hear that Anvera is still a battle wizard under the door of Speaker Renne, and people can't help but imagine infinite reverie.

The eyes of the wizards changed, and they subconsciously glanced at Anvera.

"Ms. Angela also participated in the wizard exchange competition?"

"Since she is here, she must participate."

"She is in the high-level group!"

"You're a high-level wizard at such a young age, and you deserve to be a student of Speaker Renn! Sigh, it would be nice if I could also be under the door of Speaker Rennes."

"You are several years older than Speaker Ren, so stop dreaming." Someone laughed.

The wizard's expression froze, "Why not?" He pointed to the tall half-orc wizard, "Garu is also five years older than Speaker Ren, and he has a chance, which shows that Speaker Ren doesn't care about age at all. It's talent, with my talent..."

Before the words were finished, the wizards sensed the magic fluctuations, and everyone quieted down.

A portal opened in front of the crowd, and four legendary wizards walked through it.

The head is a majestic male wizard, whose real age cannot be seen, his face is firm, his eyes are sharp, a long red head is neatly tied behind his head, he has a bushy short beard on his chin, and he holds a huge handle higher than himself. Staff.

"Speaker Ronnie."

The wizards bowed and saluted.

However, most of their eyes fell behind Speaker Ronnie, who was wearing mithril light armor and a large blood-colored cloak behind him. He was tall and strong, with a young and handsome face, with a faint smile on his face. He was the most popular in recent years. Speaker Ryan.

"Speaker Renee." The wizards saluted immediately. Some of them were in close contact with Renn for the first time. They were a little excited, and their eyes kept looking at him.

Ren nodded lightly in response.

In addition to the two Speakers, there were also two legendary junior wizards accompanying him.

"Is everyone here?" Ronnie, who has always been unsmiling, asked, and added: "This time I went to Bluwarts to participate in the exchange competition, and the Speaker asked me to lead the team, so I must take responsibility. You only have two demands."

Ronnie held out two fingers.

"The first one, to get a good ranking, there must be someone in the top five in the three competition groups, and at least two of the top three; the second one, after playing the game, even if you lose, you can't give Weize. Lan is ashamed."

"Have you heard everything?"

At the end, Ronnie's voice became stern, containing majesty that made the wizards tremble, and quickly responded loudly: "Yes, Your Excellency the Speaker."

"Very good, very energetic." Ronnie nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, "Let's go."

From start to finish, Ren didn't say a word.

This is the plan he discussed with the teacher. The real purpose of this wizard exchange competition is to force Master Ogulevi to show up, but the effort on the bright side must also be done well.

I have the soul's eye and the all-seeing eye, and I can see information that others can't see. If I lead the team by myself, it may be inconvenient to do some things.

Therefore, Speaker Ronnie had two or three experiences in the past. He was strong and stable, so it would be more suitable for him to be the team leader, and he could just give him a cover.

Ronnie led the way into the Wezeland Tower.

The other three legends and forty-five participating wizards followed and entered the teleportation hall. Soon, a tall teleportation door was inspired to open, and the opposite scene could be seen.

The wizards filed in and instantly teleported to their destination.

This is the interior of a huge building, wide and bright, the dome is more than 20 meters high, and seven teleportation arrays are arranged on the ground of thousands of square meters. Ren's eyes swept across, and he saw the space-time coordinates of each teleportation array. , all within the empire, corresponding to several other floating cities and large cities.

Hundreds of wizards lined up all around, all young men and women, wearing four different styles and colors of magic robes, holding wands, with warm smiles on their faces.

"welcome!"

A high voice sounded: "Welcome all wizards of Wezeland College to Bluewaters!"

The speaker was a dignified middle-aged witch.

As her voice fell, the young wizards behind them raised their wands and released beams of light towards the sky, like fireworks bursting on the dome, forming the pattern of Wezeland Floating City, and three rows of passionate congratulatory words. Delightful and dreamy.

This hand firework spell is not lethal, but it shows the exquisite spellcasting skills of the wizards and the tacit understanding between them.

Apparently, they practiced this ritual for a long time.

"Deputy Dean Mellevy."

Ronnie called out the witch's name and seemed to be familiar with her. He smiled and said, "Is this welcome ceremony your idea?"

"Yes." Melawei came forward and gave a salute, "Ronnie, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Ronnie bowed in return.

Seeing Ren in the back, McLevy's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Ronnie's introduction, he said enthusiastically, "This handsome young man should be Speaker Renn, right?"

squeak.

There was a commotion in the hall, and the eyes of all the wizards immediately focused on Ren. The wizards standing at the back of the queue were blocked by the people in front and couldn't see clearly. They all stood on tiptoe or stuck their heads out, and the welcome queue suddenly became chaotic.

Some people even left the team directly and ran to the front, just to take a look at the youngest legendary wizard in the history of the rumored empire.

"I have seen Your Excellency Vice President Melovi." Ren bowed slightly, greeting him neither humbly nor arrogantly.

He had heard of the vice president.

This witch, who seems to be still in middle age, is more than five hundred years old. She has spent her whole life at Bluwarts College. She entered the academy from the girlhood, stayed in the school after graduation, and went from an ordinary teacher to a deputy step by step. The high position of the dean is second only to Dean Sabra.

Of course, her strength is also very strong.

The Eye of Soul saw that Melawei was a legendary high-ranking, eighteenth-level shape-shifting wizard, and as long as he rose one level, he was qualified to attack the Holy Soul Wizard.

At her age, there is still a glimmer of hope for a successful promotion.

Melovi looked at Ren and said with admiration: "As expected, he is the oldest legendary wizard in the history of the empire, Speaker Ren, but many people in our academy are waiting for you to come, just to see the hero of the empire. "

She said with a smile, looked back at the scattered team, a little helpless, and scolded: "All stand for me, don't let Your Excellency Ren make jokes."

The young wizard was afraid of the deputy dean, and hurriedly returned to his position, but their eyes still couldn't move, as if they were glued to Ren.

"It's a great honor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ren looked indifferently.

He was too familiar with this kind of battle, similar to chasing stars in his previous life. Celebrities would be surrounded by people wherever they went, and he had gotten used to it over the past few years.

Deputy Dean Mellevy nodded. She had already arranged accommodation for the Wezeland wizards, and was about to have someone lead the way. Just at this moment, another teleportation array in the hall lit up.

A portal opened, and a large group of wizards came out, there were hundreds of them.

There is a sense of pride in these wizards, and each of them wears a unique magic badge on their chest, shaped like a golden scroll, exuding subtle fluctuations.

Scroll of Nether, they come from the floating city of Nether.

Ren looked at the leader of the wizard of Nether, his soul eye glanced, his pupils shrank invisibly, and found that this was an "old acquaintance" that he had seen before.