Warhammer Wizard

The flash of the necromancer was interrupted instantly.

Immediately afterwards, she found that the surrounding space was squeezed in, as if it had frozen, so that she could not move her whole body, only her head could turn to speak.

Static force field!

The necromancer was horrified and fully realized the strength gap between himself and Ren.

Ren looked at her expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Falina, long time no see."

A few years ago, I was attacked by a red-haired wizard on the first day I arrived at Wezeland Floating City. If it wasn't for the Will of Truth being immune to the Mantra Settling Technique, I might have been killed by the Dissociation Technique on the spot.

And the person who attacked her was Farina.

She thought she was well disguised and escaped the pursuit of Speaker Kadegar, but she didn't know that Ren recognized her at first sight.

In order to investigate the conspiracy, Ren was silent at the time, and Farina disappeared in the battle of the Scourge's invasion of Wezeland. For a long time, Farina's family and friends thought she was dead. It turned out that she defected to her teacher Colestead and became a necromancer.

The Eye of Soul observed, Farina is currently a ninth-level necromancer, stuck in breaking through the bottleneck of the legend.

The extraordinary person below the legend is not much more difficult for Ren than pinching an ant to death.

Suddenly, Farina felt the pressure of terror.

"Ren, I, I..." She looked flustered, but after all, she was a talented wizard, she calmed down immediately, with a miserable smile on her face, "Ren, I didn't join the Scourge, I was Corsted forcibly took it away, and here, every day I think about being able to return to Wezeland!"

"Really?" Ren sneered, "How does it feel to be a necromancer?"

Farina shook her head desperately in denial, "I'm not an undead..."

Lich, dark wizard and necromancer, the three are different.

Liches are the most powerful, and they need to hold rituals to transform into undead creatures; dark wizards and necromancers are living people. Among them, black wizards plunder the elements of other supernatural beings and are mentally unstable; while necromancers master undead spells The caster, at first, looks like an ordinary person, but after being in contact with the energy of death for a long time, he will eventually transform himself into a lich.

Farina has only been a necromancer for a few years. If she can hide it well enough, it will be difficult for outsiders to find out.

Of course, she has no secrets at all in front of Ren.

"Light of Heaven."

Ren cast a wish at will, and a sacred light shone down from the top of his head, interrupting Farina's sophistry, black smoke rose from her skin, and she wailed in pain.

After the rays of light dissipated, Farina's entire figure was a few decades older and withered, her originally beautiful appearance became very ugly, and her body gave off a disgusting stench.

"Do not……"

Farina screamed in despair, this appearance made her more uncomfortable than death.

She glared at Ren, her eyes were full of madness and hatred, and shouted: "Ren, I have no grudges against you, why do you treat me like this? I have never killed a Wezeland wizard, you have a grudge with your teacher. , what does it have to do with me?"

After speaking, her tone became lower and lower, and she begged: "Ren, please forgive me, I really didn't do anything, everything was forced by the teacher."

"You attacked me on the street, and Kersted forced you to do it?" Ren asked contemptuously.

Farina's face froze, "So you know."

"I know everything." Ren snorted, "and I am a very vengeful person, but I will not kill you, because you are a member of Weizeland and can only be handed over to Weizeland Council."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Farina.

She still had to defend herself and struggled, but found that the static force field tightened and she couldn't make a sound at all.

A few minutes later, a portal opened in front of him, and a wizard with white hair but a young face came out and said, "Ren, what are you looking for from me? Now the whole world is waiting for you to go out..." He paused. , saw Farina, frowned, "Necromancer? Are you Farina?"

"Speaker Caedgar, it's her." Ren nodded, "Remember when I was attacked the day I first arrived in Wezeland? She did it."

Kadegar was a little surprised.

He looked at Farina's current appearance, pondered, and said solemnly: "Ren, don't worry, I know what to do."

After speaking, he waved his staff, and Void Locks bound Farina and sent her into the portal.

Before Kaedegaard entered the portal, he turned around and looked around in the control room, "Ren, many people outside are looking for you, the floating city is too involved, your floating city cannot fly for the time being, and the protective barrier is also It cannot be turned on, so be careful."

This is a kind reminder, Ren knows that Kai Dejia has no other intentions.

"Thank you, Speaker Kaigarde, I will be careful."

"I go first."

After Kagard finished speaking, he entered the portal.

Ren looked at the portal closing with a thoughtful look on his face.

At this time, all the undead in the floating city have been wiped out, and the lower floors are full of corpses, and the stench is high.

Purifying so many corpses and the power of death is definitely a big project.

Ren shook his head and decided to leave it alone and let the next owner of Floating Void City have a headache.

He reconfirmed that there were no undead lurking in the floating city. After all the Knights of the Holy Lance had withdrawn, he immediately closed the entrance to the floating city, leaving a few Lei Zhu Tian soldiers to continue repairing the gate of the control room. Done.

Then, Ren was teleported to a magic laboratory.

When the undead were wiped out last night, a group of Lei Casting Heavenly Soldiers had swept the upper and middle floors of the floating city, and almost all valuable things were removed.

Now only the demi-plane remains in front of you.

Ren stood in front of the magic door, All-Seeing Eye studied for a while, took out the Soul Eater Blade, stabbed the knife into the wall, and exerted strength in his hand.

Solid walls are cut like tofu to reveal spaces hidden within the walls.

A Origin Stone is placed in it.

The shape of the Origin Stone is an irregular gemstone the size of a fist. The color is chaotic, as if black and white are fused together, changing constantly, exuding energy fluctuations similar to a deep void. Because the rune circle is damaged, energy cannot be input into the Origin Stone, and the half plane inside it is shrinking, but the shrinking speed is very slow, and it will take at least a few decades before it completely collapses.

Ren did not enter the half plane, and stepped forward to hold the origin stone.

Lightly mentioning it, the Origin Stone was separated from the Rune Array. Its weight was surprisingly heavy, almost three thousand pounds, and the tentacles were cold, other than that, there was no other feeling.

Origin stones cannot be placed in dimensional space.

Ren opened the portal to return to Glamorgan Castle, handed it to a Thundercasting Soldier, sent it to the Obsidian Tower, and placed it in the secret room on the ninth floor of the tower.

The value of this half-plane is extremely high, and you have to think about how to use it.

As soon as he walked out of the teleportation hall, the butler of the wind spirit greeted him with his eyebrows burning. As if he had found a savior, he quickly said, "Sir, you are finally back!"

"What's wrong?" Ren had already guessed the reason.

"There are a number of distinguished guests visiting the castle, the vice-chairman of Akarand, the Viscount Stoind, the Countess of Purmore, the Marquis of Gilleau, and several Imperial Councillors who came from Northrael. They are here at the meeting. The living room, I've waited from last night to now." Fabian looked devastated, but there was an irresistible joy in his eyes, and his spirit was also very radiant.

Ren didn't care, "What's the hurry, let them wait."

"But Ms. Viola is here too."

Fabian took two steps forward and said in a low voice: "And Queen Emily, she took the young master to stay in the guest room of the castle last night. In the middle of the night, Ms. Oxilia took a look and left."

Ren, who was originally relaxed, suddenly had a headache and stopped to ask, "Have Viola and Emily met each other?"

Fabian nodded slightly.

"Isn't there any conflict?" Ren asked again.

"No." Fabian's expression was a little weird, like gloating but not daring to show it, "The two ladies separated after a few conversations, and Ms. Viola also praised the young master, saying that he is handsome, and he is very handsome. It's like it was carved out of a mold, and the atmosphere is very harmonious."

Ren breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

He usually tries to separate several women and does not create opportunities for them to meet, and they also form a tacit understanding, as if other women do not exist.

Now it seems that Viola and Emily are still very familiar with each other, at least on the surface they have maintained harmony.

Luckily Athena wasn't there!

She has been on the west coast of the New World with Dawnsoth and Barack for more than half a year. She was going to come to Gotham because of a delay. If Athena met Oxilia at the scene, the giant and the dragon had a conflict, and it was likely to be the fuse for the fire in the backyard.

Ren glanced at the sky, and it was just before dawn, "Have Viola and Emilys got up?"

"Not yet," Fabian replied.

"Let them sleep a little longer." Ren ordered, although he knew that the two women might not have slept all night, waiting for him in the room.

The wind spirit immediately understood.

Ren walked into the living room of the castle, and as soon as he appeared, seven or eight guests stood up one after another, calling out the indescribable title:

"Ren."

"Lord Count."

"Speaker Rennes."

The identities of these people are not trivial. They have real nobles, high-ranking imperial parliamentarians, wealthy billionaires, or powerful extraordinary people. All of them are big figures who are unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people. En is also very familiar, even friends with Ren.

So Fabian dared not stop them outside the castle, and invited them in for a night.

However, the eyes they looked at Ren were completely different from before.

From equal intersection, to looking up.

The attitude of two or three guests was even more flattering. After greeting, they stood respectfully and waited for Ren's response.

Ren knew exactly what was going on.

He owns a floating city, even if he has not been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard, his status in the eyes of the imperial people is no different from that of the Holy Soul Wizard.

The floating city is a symbol of strength and status!

Of the twelve holy soul wizards of the Supreme Council, five of them do not have a floating city, and they are not as good as themselves.

Moreover, after a night of news fermentation, the process of attacking the floating city is likely to have spread. The four holy-rank powerhouses and powerful extraordinary legions under his command have all been exposed to the world. The overall strength of Glamorgan and Gotham City is not the same. inferior to any power in the empire.

This surpasses the influence of most Holy Soul Wizards, and even if they immediately become independent from Wezeland, no one dares to provoke them.

"Sorry for keeping you all waiting."

Ren showed an apologetic smile to everyone, as gentle as always, without any pretence, and explained: "There are more than 200,000 undead army in the floating city, I must deal with it in time to avoid leaving hidden dangers."

"It's ok."

"This is as it should be. It is important to eliminate the army of undead."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if we wait, there's nothing important anyway, I just want to see Speaker Rennes."

The guests waved their hands one after another, expressing that there was no need for Ren to apologize.

"Everyone, please sit down..."

Halfway through Ren's words, the teacher's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he used the amplification technique to make everyone hear: "Ren, come to me immediately, the Supreme Council will summon you."

Now Ren is a little embarrassed.

The guests also looked at each other in dismay, and Akarand shook his head helplessly, "Ren, there must be something important for the Supreme Council to summon you. Go ahead, don't wait for us."

Others naturally did not dare to stop.

In the empire, no one dared to refuse the summons of the Supreme Council, even the consul, the big thing must be postponed.

Ren nodded and said, "Everyone, please go back first, and I will invite you to meet later."

With his promise, the guests got up and left.

Ren asked Fabian to see off the guests on his behalf, and he teleported to the top hall of the Wezeland Tower, but did not see the teacher.

"Come in."

Anseldorf's voice came from the room next to the hall.

Ren knew that this was the teacher's projection room. He pushed open the door and walked in, as if he had entered another space. He appeared in a magnificent palace. Thick circular columns supported a 100-meter-high dome. The palace had no walls. , you can see that the outside is endless darkness, as if suspended in the void, and you can see the dreamy starry sky no matter which direction you go.

This is the projection of the Supreme Palace.

There is a long bronze table in the center of the palace, with ten high-backed chairs on each side. At this moment, twelve figures, men and women, young and old, have been seated.

They are all holy soul wizards of the Supreme Council!

There is a taller seat at the end of the long table, as if the owner here, but now it is empty. That was originally the position of Master Ogrevi. Behind this chair stood a statue of the goddess of magic, with a mysterious veil on her face, and her eyes with starry sky and wisdom, looking down at this vast space.

Ren stood at the end of the long table, his eyes swept across the projections of the Holy Soul Wizards.

On the front of the statue of the Goddess of Magic, the first on the left hand is the teacher, and on this side sits Master Oroin, Prophet Medif, Queen of Storms, Duke of Silver Star and Dean Sabra.

Coincidentally, these six holy soul wizards are all Modus sects.

Although Master Oroin has not publicly stated his position, he has firmly held his vote.

On the other side, sitting in the first place is Master Tim Kenan, Duke of Grey Eagle, then the Great Sage Congerald, Master Wan Tusri Huo Huai, Duke Magna of Purple Flame, Duke Tuzi of Black Robe Ray, and his own nemesis, Duke of Redstone, Kyle Stone.

Except for the Big Three, the seats of the Supreme Council are sorted according to the time of entry into the Council. The later you enter the Council, the later the seats will be.

The closest to Wren are Dean Sabra and Kel Stone.

At this moment, Keltons couldn't see the slightest emotion on his face, and Ren ignored him, only when he swept the projection of the Duke of Black Robe, there was a little wave in his heart.

This mysterious young Holy Soul Wizard is the clone of Master Ogulevi!

"Big brother is looking at you."

Ren remembered this sentence, and in the eyes of the Holy Soul Wizards with different emotions, he bowed slightly and saluted neither humble nor arrogant: "Ren has seen all the Holy Soul Wizards."

The palace was silent for a few seconds.

The twelve wizards have different attitudes towards Renn, because it is a projection, the Eye of the Soul cannot sense their emotions, but some differences can still be detected from their subtle expressions.

Some were amazed and admired, while others were surprised and curious.

Some were expressionless, as if they had no interest in this matter;

However, none of the Holy Soul Wizards despised Ren in the slightest.

In their eyes, Ren is no longer a chess piece, but a chess player who is qualified to be on an equal footing with himself.

"Ren."

Ansyvaldas broke the silence and said, "I summoned you to tell you that the Supreme Council has passed a resolution just now, agreeing to make an exception to allow you to enter the Supreme Council in advance and become the thirteenth member."

Ren looked at the teacher, his eyes fluctuated.

The Holy Soul Wizards immediately found that Ren's reaction was different from what he expected. There was neither joy nor excitement, but an incomprehensible calm.

Ren's next words surprised the Holy Soul Wizards:

"Teacher, I personally disagree."