Throne Wizard

"Is that a ghost person?" Lord Glass, the president of the Alchemy Association and the mythical alchemist master who was sitting on the high platform, asked in a calm tone with his eyes slightly closed.

It's just that his slightly trembling hands revealed that he was not at peace at the moment. The current President Glass had only one idea in his mind, and that was to chop up the first group of boys who deliberately lost the game! !

Even a mythical-level alchemist with such extensive knowledge and experience as him, this is the first time that his mentality has collapsed in such a competition.

"Yes, Lord Glass." The Jaina elf also said with a blank expression: "In addition, he was also the instrument that made the fear magic pattern and the amplified magic pattern yesterday."

Lord Glass clenched his fists with both hands, and commanded with a trembling voice: "Remember his name and appearance, he is forbidden to participate in all alchemy competitions in the future!"

"Listen clearly, this seat is talking about all, all games!!"

"Yes!"

Jaina watched No. 2516 Liszt follow the guards away from the competition venue briskly, and said with a sympathetic expression: Boy, you not only slapped the Alchemy Association in the face, but also made this competition a laughing stock.

The most important thing is that this competition can be held beautifully. Last night, several presidents thought about it all night before deciding to use such a competition system.

I originally thought that today would be able to completely start the name of the first Youth Alchemy Master Competition of the Alchemy Association...

pity,

Almost destroyed by you!

I can't complain that the president is angry, and he tried his best to organize a game event, but in the end he only became a laughing stock. If it changed, everyone would be unhappy, and he didn't kill you on the spot.

Now I can only hope that the next game will be a little more exciting, otherwise Jaina can already imagine how the guild leaders will be furious when they go back.

"The second group of players, please, the Holy Church Terrenceville Fox Cuilliard against the orc tribe Lachmond V. Klein, the two sides are in place!"

Jaina continued: "This competition adheres to the principle of fairness and justice. I hope everyone can actively compete and strive to win the competition. The reward for this competition is an engraved knife used by a mythical alchemist. The many prizes carefully prepared by the association will definitely not disappoint everyone.”

"Then, the second group of games, start!"

Terrenceville looked at the animal skin clothes on the opposite side, a pair of adamantine shoes just made on his feet, a silver mask on his face, and a spear in his hand, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was nondescript.

He couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "This is really not what I imagined the game to look like. What about those wizards who are well-equipped and well-dressed with domineering looks? Alas, when will the glory of my **** shine on you poor people."

Lachmond held the awkward mask and shouted, "What are you mumbling about? Are you scolding me?"

"This Holy Son means that when a guy like you appears in the game, you are blaspheming the greatness of alchemy!" The pair of silver-white wings that had just been refined on Terrenceville's back spread out, a piece of 'feathers' Incomparably sharp, it shimmers softly with the power of the Holy Light.

As the holy light on the wings became brighter and brighter, Terrenceville slowly lifted into the air, holding a magic book that had just been created, and the pages of the book were flipped as the magic of the holy light in his body was triggered. The magic book inscribed with the mysterious magic pattern stayed on one of the pages. He looked down at the orc alchemist, and the holy and radiant image became more and more dazzling.

"Sword of Judgment!"

A huge lightsaber condensed out of thin air, and dozens of light feathers flew out behind him, surrounding the lightsaber, as if they were soldiers guarding the general, with superimposed power. As Terrenceville pointed at the orc alchemist with one finger, the lightsaber connected to the light feather and quickly slashed down.

Lachmond raised the spear and took a few steps, threw it vigorously, and flew straight to the huge lightsaber formed by the power of the Holy Light, "Haha, then try it out, the power of my wind and thunder spear."

I saw the blue light flickering on the spear, and at the same time as the magic pattern appeared, the surrounding wind elements were instantly absorbed, forming a larger spear-shaped wind element layer on the outer layer.

Not only that, when flying to a certain distance, the more violent thunder element also formed several electric flashes on the spear.

Just like the name of this spear, the dual elements of wind and thunder are condensed to form this mixed spell with amazing power.

It was just that the two spells collided in an instant, the wind element spear split the lightsaber with the blessing of the sharp effect, and the lightning element entangled with several light feathers recoiled towards Terrenceville.

The Holy Son's expression was straight, and his wings fluttered behind him, avoiding the attack of the spear.

And Lachmond was shrouded in the spell of the Sword of Judgment, and the magic pattern of the wind under his shoes was activated. He avoided the attacks of the lightsaber and the light feather one by one while moving, and the ground was bombarded by the power of the Holy Light to form fist-sized potholes. .

"It's not over yet, the **** of the Holy Church!" Lachmond, who escaped the attack, opened one hand, and the wind and thunder spear, which was about to hit the protective spell around the venue, turned around and rushed towards Terrenceville at a faster speed. .

"The Shield of Judgment!"

Terrenceville sensed the attack coming fast behind him, and the cutting effect of the terrifying wind element seemed to penetrate the distance, making his body feel the slightest crack. As the magic book rolled in his hand, a thick layer of holy light shield was formed on the back, and the light feathers also flew out of the layer-by-layer guardians and quickly danced on the holy light shield to form a layer of cutting and stirring light feathers.

Between the electric light and flint, the spear slammed into the shield of holy light, and the spear spell condensed by the wind element on it was blocked by the shield, and then cut and entangled by the layers of light feathers, slowly consuming several layers of wind and thunder elements.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, Terrenceville was struck by the spear and traversed a distance.

As the elements on the wind and thunder spear dissipated, Lachmond made a move with one hand, the spear disappeared out of thin air, and appeared in his hand instantly.

"Not bad, this attack can be blocked. It seems that you have some skills." Lachmond's tone was relaxed. This attack was the most practiced and used magic attack in his daily life. In the previous hunting, any monster attacked by his spell would be seriously injured.

This time, the Holy Son Terrenceville can block the attack of this wind and thunder spear, and its strength has been valued by the orc alchemist.

The Holy Son in mid-air looked serious, stared at the orc who still looked funny, and said, "As expected, as Lord Judgment said, no one should underestimate the wizards who can come to Tosdanga Island this time. I apologize for your contempt, Orc Rakmond."

"Haha, that's right, let you feel the enthusiasm of our orc tribe!" Lachmond shouted excitedly: "Mask of Madness!"

The silver mask on his face flashed blood, and the bright eyes of the orc had turned blood red at this moment, and the originally thin body swelled in a circle as the mask effect continued, and a terrifying roar like a demon came out from his mouth: "Hoo !come on!"

Immediately afterwards, the second magic pattern on the wind and thunder spear started, and the spear in Lachmond's hand was divided into two, one wind element condensed, and one thunder element condensed.

"Wind and Thunder Double Click!"

I saw the orc alchemist standing there, exchanging his hands and throwing two spears one after the other, attacking Terrenceville.

"The Shield of Judgment!"

As the attack was blocked, the two spears returned to Lachmond's hands in an instant, before being thrown out again by him.

In this way, a spectacular battle scene was formed in the competition venue.

Terrenceville was holy in the air, and several shield spells blocked the spear attack again and again.

The orcs on the ground were all red, and as the attack continued, it seemed to form a layer of blood-red aura, and while waving both hands, wind and thunder spears flew out, came back, and flew out again.

"Ah, come, come, you **** of the Holy Church, let the spear in my hand pierce your body!" Lachmond roared like a madman, under the blessing of the bloodthirsty spell of the mad mask, the attack speed faster and faster.

After the initial panic, Terrenceville gradually adapted to these two spell attacks, trying to dodge and resist. At the same time, use the Sword of Judgment of Light to counterattack.

The cold eyes looked for the breakthrough of the orc alchemist.

"That's it, that's it, this is the result that the president wants after thinking hard!" President Glass said excitedly, if it wasn't for his image, he would have jumped up and celebrated now.

"Audience, have you seen it? This is the real appearance of the alchemy competition. The orc alchemist Lachmond uses the mad wizard style of the orc tribe. The attack is violent. Once it continues, no one will escape from the spear attack. Scope. And the Holy Son continued to defuse the opponent's attacks with a calm fighting style. Let us continue to watch how this battle of spear and shield turns out!"

"Exciting, it really is a legendary wizard of the great power. Under such an attack, there can still be back and forth. When will I be able to reach such a height!"

"It's amazing, both of them are amazing!"

"This, this... Although it's not the game I want to watch, it's really exciting, come on, orc brother!"

"Defeat him, the **** of the Holy Church quickly roll down from the air!"

"..."

The enthusiasm of the audience was completely detonated by the two rounds of offensive and defensive spells~www.readwn.com~ shouting loudly, the voice was messy, and people could not hear what they were talking about. It can only be felt from the atmosphere that they appreciate this wonderful game and can't wait to join the battle!

"Tsk tsk, it's really amazing. I didn't expect the orc tribe to have a successor. Isn't it too dangerous and has been banned from inheritance?" Duke Hammer saw it with relish, and kept eating and drinking with barbecue beer in his hand.

Liszt also poured a glass of fine wine and took a sip and asked, "What is the madness genre?"

As soon as the voice fell, the system interface appeared in front of him, recording the equipment attributes of Saint Son Terrenceville in detail!

[Name] Holy Light - Wings of the Wind

【Level】Legend

【Category】Back Decoration (Magic Equipment)

[Equipment Requirements] Intelligence 2000, Constitution 200, Strength 200

[Effect 1] Flying spell (level 11), consumes mana to fly at low altitude, and consumes 100 mana s.

[Effect 2] Light feathers are attached to spell attacks. One light feather can cause 5th level spell damage, and the number of light feathers can be stacked.

Remarks: This is a piece of equipment that is ten-thirteen. Wearing it, you will become the most beautiful baby in the range of 100 scales around.

Liszt thought unexpectedly: What is the situation, the system has cheated?

Wizard Elton explained on the side: "The madman school is a unique inheritance of wizards of the orc tribe. The bloodthirsty effect of their racial talent skills will greatly enhance their spell damage and spell attack speed. Later, with the rise of the madman mask, the madman school of The development has gradually reached its peak. Only later, because the bloodthirsty caused the orcs to become mentally disturbed, they gradually retired from the stage of history."

"I see, but this attack is really powerful."

Liszt looked at the two fighting, and made a judgment in his heart. If it was replaced by him, he probably couldn't resist!

Alas, the strength still needs to be strengthened!