The Primordial Wizard

　　 "We will start the already-arranged transformation ceremony in the Statue Square. At this month's Bonfire Festival, the ceremony will be launched. With the help of the Lord's brilliance, all Zmalians will be exonerated, and now we will begin to assign tasks.

　　 The high priest raised his hands above the top, his expression excited and eager, very inflammatory.

　　 Ace was assigned to the northeast corner of the square. Through devout prayers, they communicated the power of faith in the statues and formed the rhythm and structure of the ceremony.

　　 Ace mixed in among them. He couldn't communicate the power of faith through prayers, and could only rely on charm hints, causing the priests to ignore his abnormality.

　　 He eagerly studied the mystery of the ritual, and found that the ritual was still composed of deformed runes, but with more key components, which Ace called the equivalent exchange rune and ritual rune group.

　　 These are two special runes. Equivalent exchange runes cannot directly form a spell model. They can only be driven by complex rituals.

　　Ritual runes are a series of mysterious runes, which are incompatible with ordinary runes and express completely different meanings.

　　 The priests of Pontos used the power of faith in the idols as fuel, and guided the mysterious rules of equivalent exchange through prayers, movements, sacrifices and other complicated rituals to achieve their goals.

　　The ritual process and the rituals of the ritual are also very important, which also involves the role of spirit, emotion and will. This large amount of ritual knowledge has greatly benefited Ace.

　　 "This transformation ceremony is very good, it's mine now." Ace smiled and said to himself.

　　 Through private experiments, he has understood the composition of the ceremony.

　　The ceremony requires four components, namely:

　　 A rune array with the equivalent exchange rune and ritual rune group as the core, a set of rituals that the ritual implementer believes and does have a mysterious effect, the exchange of equivalent exchange and the purpose of the ritual.

　　 If you can provide some assistance to the purpose, it will greatly reduce the consumption of exchange.

　　For example, this transformation ritual provides a mature deformed rune structure and enough murloc scales, which greatly reduces the power of belief.

　　 A team of murlocs took advantage of the darkness and sneaked into the temple quietly wearing cloaks. Under Ace's secret perception, the strongest one, the concentration of magic power should be about the same as himself.

　　 He didn't choose to do things. The plan of the gods can't be mixed up by himself. If he is not careful, he may lose himself in. The biggest gain is to thoroughly understand the ceremony.

　　 Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Ace used the illusion to quietly leave the square, and bought a murloc baby clay sculpture on the street.

　　 He found the goat that Mulun had turned into, and inspired permanent transformation, after several failures.

　　Mulun's skin gradually turned dark blue, scales grew, webbed hands and feet grew, his eyes swelled, his mouth became larger, his ears became sharp, and he completely turned into a murloc.

　　 Since I think the murloc is innocent, let Mulun completely transform into a murloc, irreversible.

　　 Ace thinks he has done a good deed and feels extremely happy.

　　 Mulen squatted on the ground with excitement, making a murloc language.

　　 Ace gave him a hint to climb into the depths of the sea and pray for a month.

　　 Time is fleeting, Zmalli is brightly lit late at night, and the May Bonfire Festival is here.

　　 Fire dragons swim around the entire fishing port city and converge in the central square of the city. People in the fire dragon sang and danced, hot girls, and unique local dances. In this joyful atmosphere, Ace felt cold all over.

　　 The whole city is like a huge monster chosen and devoured. The huge idol in the center makes him even more frightened. Once the transformation begins, who can escape from Zimali?

　　 The plan of the demigod, the huge conspiracy, Ace knows inadvertently. It is the greatest danger for the weak to learn such a secret.

　　 He had no intention of sabotaging this conspiracy, and he was unable to do so.

　　 The huge monsters of the present may be the help of the future, no one can say.

　　 He chose to pack his things decisively, and quietly left Zimali in the dark, leaving the fishing port city that moved him but now makes him fearful.

　　He went all the way to the north, stopped for a while in the towns passing by, collecting medicines, wandering in the wilderness, and observing the news from Zsmari Port.

　　 A few days later, there was no unusual news from Zimali.

　　 It seems that the Priests of the Sea Sons of Zmalli did not intend to initiate a rebellion immediately. It should be due to lack of strength. I haven't heard that the children of the sea have gods. If they want to build a new city-state, heroes or people with equivalent combat power are indispensable.

　　 These priests should have found a vague path. Even if they are demigods, their lives are long enough. They should have good patience to wait and wait for the half-murloc priests to explore a unique and extraordinary path.

　　Using the power of faith to pray within the scope of the gods, and produce certain extraordinary phenomena.

　　 It is a pity that I am weak now, and in this world where the gods can end up directly to a certain extent, I dare not stay and continue to peep, I can only leave it to find ways to explore later.

　　 Ace continued to set off for Medemous City. He was always thinking about the bronze mirror of teacher Peter.

　　 A few days later, in a hill.

　　 A group of rat-shaped monsters, half-human tall, walking upright, are attacking a caravan. The caravan surrounded the city with a horse-drawn cart, with wolf smoke burning in the middle, struggling to resist.

　　 The caravan’s guards are struggling to support them. Every time they swing their swords, they are blocked by the group of monsters with hard fists. Their shields are smashed by the monsters with several punches, and they are extremely critical.

　　 "It's over. Although the Magic Boxing Rats are just ordinary low-level monsters, they are natural warriors. Fortunately, one group is equivalent to a small army composed of nobles, and we can't beat them at all."

　　 A young guard was smashed into a shield, fled in despair, and shouted.

　　 The Magic Boxing Mouse facing him leaped easily, drew a perfect arc, and hit the center of his heart with a punch.

　　 The young guard fell to the ground with his heart and pulled it out, seeing that he couldn't live anymore.

　　 "Concentrate, don't try to escape, gather to resist, the smoke for help is already burning, there must be someone to rescue us."

　　 The old captain of the guard shouted with a firm attitude~www.readwn.com~ The panic of everyone was calmed.

　　Although they all think that in such a remote location, there is almost zero chance of someone rescuing them, but they always have the illusion of an accident, and no one wants to wait for death in despair.

　　 Ace has discovered this line of caravans through ultrasonic sensing.

　　 He thought for a few seconds, took out the glimmer, transformed into a sharp look, put on a standard witcher costume, and covered half of his face with a black cloth.

　　 Transfiguration is so interesting, it’s a pity not to have more than one vest, it’s time to let me go and sell my design.

　　 "I am a vagabond of vicissitudes, a righteous demon hunter! It is you who lit the smoke, did you light it and ask me for help?"

　　 Accompanied by the deep S2 voice, the people in the caravan looked towards the source of the sound.

　　 A burly, middle-aged demon hunter with a vicissitudes of face is coming quickly.

　　 "Uncle, you are useless by yourself! Go to the nearby town for help, and find the army to help us!" a young girl in the caravan shouted loudly.

　　 "Hahaha! It seems I was underestimated, shimmer, let's go!"

　　 Ace blessed himself with agility blessing, his speed exploded in an instant, and he ran to the side of a magic fist rat in a flash, the shimmering sword body burned, and an orange flame instantly ignited, breaking the magic fist rat with one sword!

　　 I still feel reckless, and as expected, no Faye has a melee heart! Ace thought.

　　 Seeing that Ace was strong, the other magic fist rats abandoned their enemies and besieged Ace.

　　 Ace smiled when he saw it, "I wanted to try this trick a long time ago, it just happened."

　　 He stood still on one leg, lifted flat with a glimmer, and spun quickly.

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