Warhammer Wizard

Ren teleported from the arena back to the villa in the college garden.

Standing in the empty hall, his face was full of vigilance. The will of truth, the eyes of the soul, and the all-seeing eyes were all opened. He scanned the surroundings back and forth, and looked through the walls to check the whole villa several times. The basement and other planes were not spared.

　　 confirmed that there is no danger, and then let out a long breath.

　　 "Fortunately, I didn't come."

　　 Raine grumbled with pleasure.

　　 If anyone sees him in fear, he must not believe it. This is Speaker Rennes who has just defeated the three elders of Nether, and he looks like the majestic and majestic in the arena.

　　 It is not that he is timid, but that the potential enemy is terrible!

　　 Master Ogulvi, who has been famous in the empire for more than two thousand years, who dares to pat his chest and say that he is not afraid?

　　 Although this is a plan made with the teacher, the teacher also said that he would guarantee his own safety, but he was afraid of everything.

　　 What if Master Ogulvi did not fall, or if he has fallen but plays cards unreasonably?

　　 Ryan was afraid that he had just teleported back, and he saw Master Ogulevi appear in front of him at a glance, and even the teacher had no time to rescue him.

　　 If it wasn't for walking away from the arena, it might cause unnecessary trouble. He didn't even dare to teleport. The holy soul wizard had unpredictable methods and profound magic skills. If he quietly moved his hands and feet during the teleportation process, he wouldn't even know how to die.

　　 A few years ago in Jupiler Mountain City, the Queen of the Storm revealed this.

　　 "When it's time to counsel, still have to counsel a little."

　　 Ryan walked upstairs slowly and entered his room. In the process of going upstairs, his perception did not relax for a second, and he always grasped the surrounding movement.

　　 Thor's Hammer also followed closely, hidden in the void within reach.

　　 He sat down and tried to meditate, recovering the soul power consumed in the battle, but found that he was always restless and it was difficult to enter the meditation state.

　　 "Forget it, wait for the spirit power to recover by yourself."

　　 Moreover, the vigilance during meditation is greatly reduced, and the enemy cannot be given a chance to attack.

　　 Rehn sat down at the desk and flipped through a few books to read. The audience cheered from time to time over the arena.

　　 Time passed by, and the needle dropped in the room.

　　 maintained a high level of vigilance for two or three hours, even Raine was a little overwhelmed and felt exhausted.

　　 Wizards from Wezeland came back one after another in the villa.

　　 Ren shook his head, got up and went downstairs.

　　 He decided to take a walk in the garden and avoid the wizards of Wezeland. The same was true for the next few days. When he was attacked in the name, he hurt them.

　　 "Speaker Rennes."

　　 "The Speaker."

　　 Reyn smiled and nodded in response to the wizards, walked out of the hall in their admiring eyes, stepped into the garden outside, and strolled along the stone path. In the early autumn, the garden was filled with a faint fragrance, and the westward sun shone in from the shade of the trees above, adding a few days of beautiful artistic conception.

　　The garden is very large, because the exchange competition is being held, so there are not many people.

　　 Rain aroused the rainbow cloak, and the figure disappeared into the air.

　　 He walked in stealth for a while, but didn't go too far, found a long stone chair under a remote tree, and sat on it silently.

　　 Sitting here, you can see the movement over the villa.

　　 A few flying birds landed on the tree overhead, jumping between the branches, making brisk calls from time to time, making the quiet garden more secluded. The fresh air made people feel refreshed, and Renn’s tight heart was slightly relaxed.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Ren sits very relaxed, feeling the peaceful private space.

　　 "Is the teacher not here yet?"

　　 His eyes circled around, but he still didn't find any figure. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Did the teacher get caught up in the situation?

　　Master Ogulevi didn't hit himself, and went straight to the teacher?

　　 will not be so irritable!

　　 Rehn was in surprise, suddenly he noticed something and raised his head.

　　 In the sky, a crow was flying from the sky and landed on the tree above him. It is as black as all the crows in the world, with black wings so shiny and shiny. It is about the size of two palms. It stands on a branch, tilting its head to look at itself under the tree, its dark yellow pupils are a little curious, and it opens its mouth. Scream.

　　 "呱!"

　　 The eye of the soul looked at the head of the crow and penetrated its soul. There was nothing unusual. It was just an ordinary crow, not even a monster.

　　 "No!"

　　 Ren suddenly reacted, he was in stealth, how could a crow be seen?

　　 This crow was transformed by a wizard!

　　 The invisibility effect of the Rainbow Cloak is stronger than the seven-ring advanced invisibility technique. The three elders of Nether can't see it with the blessing of true knowledge, but can a crow see through it?

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The most important thing is that the eye of the soul can't see through its deformation.

　　 Rehn was astonished, subconsciously raising his hand about to emit a ray of rainbow light, but the crow spoke: "You kill even a crow?"

　　 Its voice is very low and it is male.

　　 "Who is your Excellency?"

　　 Ryan increased his vigilance, with his right hand on the handle of the phantom holding Thor's Hammer behind him, and he could throw it out at any time, making a shocking blow.

　　 can't even see through the eyes of the soul, indicating that the opponent's rank is higher than his own, at least reaching the holy rank!

　　 A holy transcendent of unknown origin, must go all out.

"You kid!" Crow's tone was a little dissatisfied, "Young people don't be so impulsive, relax and take your hands out of your back. Anxi kept telling me that you have a good temper and get along well. It seems that he is right. You don’t know enough."

　　Anxi...

　　 Ryan heard the teacher's name, and judging from the information in the other party's words, he was very familiar with the teacher, and seemed to be an old friend who had known him for many years.

　　 He moved slightly in his heart, already guessing the identity of the other party.

　　 Ryan released his right hand from Thor's Hammer, and smiled: "I think you should be as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeps down leaves to your enemies, and warm as spring to your friends. Prophet, do you think it is correct?"

　　 This crow is the greatest "great prophet" in the history of the empire, and the master Mediver who is respected as the "prophet"!

　　 He accurately predicted many important events, and the fall crisis of Wezeland Floating City a few years ago was one of them.

　　 Master Mediver and the teacher are inextricably linked.

　　In the High Council, the Prophet is the teacher's iron ally!

　　 The holy soul wizard is uncertain. It is said that there is a secret wizard tower, but no one knows where it is. Unexpectedly, the teacher invited him out.

"interesting."

　　 The crow pecked his head and landed on the tree. The jet black wings turned into black light, revealing a slender male wizard.

　　 His appearance is a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a simple and unpretentious appearance, with a pair of long and narrow eyes, with dark pupils and slightly raised eye corners. He has a thick beard, and his cheeks, upper lip and chin are all covered by a neat and rough beard, making his temperament a bit sharp.

　　 He was wearing a dark robe with intricate red enchanting inscriptions embroidered on it, obviously not a common product.

The most eye-catching thing is his cloak, which is woven from crow feathers on the shoulders. It is wide and thick. The high collar can be lifted up as a hood, with a shabby black and red behind it. The cloak has many gaps on the edge.

　　 "Master Mediver."

　　 Ryan got up and saluted, and took the initiative to remove the invisibility of the rainbow cloak. This is the most basic respect for a holy soul wizard.

　　 "Sit down." Medivh smiled and nodded, "Your perception is very keen, and you can discover my Nine Rings Transfiguration Technique."

　　 "If it weren't for the master to look at me, I wouldn't be able to find it." Reyn responded modestly.

　　 Actually, he was even more surprised.

　　 This Lord Prophet is an arcanist and an elemental envoy, but the transformation technique is so brilliant, comparable to the pure transformation wizards and druids. If the other party didn't want to hide it, he might really ignore the past.

　　 Mediver looked at him, then suddenly shook his head.

"Ansi asked me to protect you." Like a friend chatting, he sat down on the stone chair beside Renne and said, "I also watched your battle with Elder Nether. To be honest, I am shocked if The Holy Soul is not your opponent at all."

　　 "Thank you for your praise, I think so too."

　　 Rein accepted with peace of mind. Too much humility is pride. His strength is his own, and he is confident enough in front of a holy soul wizard.

　　 "Hahaha..." Mediv couldn't help but smile. "But don't be too proud of you. If you don't have the Holy Soul, the empire can't tolerate you so arrogant."

　　 said that, but Renn could hear that the prophet had a good impression of him.

　　 "Master," he turned to the main topic, and asked tentatively: "Teacher asked you to protect me. Do you know the reason?"

　　 "Nonsense!"

Mediver replied in an angry voice: "Of course I know. Ansi pulled me into the pit this time, O..." He paused suddenly, looked around, his expression was exactly the same as Rennes before, and then he lowered it. The voice continued, "Can I resist that person?"

　　 "Are you not the opponent of Master Ogulevi?" Renn was curious.

"In this world, no mortal is Ogulevy's opponent, at most he can only save his life." Mediver's expression became solemn, "A holy soul wizard is at level 20 and above, but the holy soul is different from the holy soul. The strength gap is much larger than you think."

　　 "How old is it?" Renn asked quickly.

　　The Holy Soul Wizard is an unreachable existence for most people. It is a great honor to see one side up close.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The information between the holy soul wizards is clearest to those who reach that level.

　　 Teacher doesn’t like to talk about this.

Medivh didn't have any taboos, and revealed: "The most intuitive thing is the level of the wizard. Above the holy soul, every five levels is a level, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five... you know What is the level of Oglevi?"

　　 "I don't know." Ren shook his head.

　　 "You can guess." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mediver's mouth.

　　 How to guess this? The level of Master Ogulvi is one of the top secrets of the empire. Rehn had some difficulties, so he casually guessed: "Level 30?"

　　 Mediver shook his head.

　　 "Level 35?"

　　 Mediver still shook his head.

　　Ryan was speechless, he exceeded level thirty-five! As far as he knows, the known level must be below level thirty-five.

　　 "Level 40?" He tried to guess again.

　　 However, Mediver slowly shook his head, his eyes floated upward, indicating that he could be higher.

　　 Ren took a breath, completely shocked.

　　 Forty level or above, more than twice as much as the newly promoted Holy Soul Wizard, this means that Master Ogulvi has undergone eleven soul transformations. It is impossible to imagine the level of his spiritual transformation!

　　 "How much is it?" Renn asked numbly.

　　Mediff said quietly, "Level forty-one."

　　 Ryan exhaled a long breath, alleviating his mental shock.

　　 Since the creation of the extraordinary profession of wizards, it has been three thousand years. No one knows the upper limit of wizards. Gods can't give an answer. There seems to be no upper limit.

　　 However, level forty-one must be the highest known wizard level.

　　 A much-older and more ancient mage. It is rumored that there have been mages above level 40, but they are too far away for research.

　　 This is really outrageous!

　　Master Ogulevi is indeed the strongest wizard in history!

　　 No wonder the teacher said that even if the incarnation of the goddess of magic descends, he cannot defeat Master Ogulevi, and can only rely on the cooperation of all members of the Supreme Council. However, for the Holy Soul wizards of the Supreme Council to believe all this, there must be conclusive evidence, otherwise no one would dare to provoke such a terrifying wizard.

　　 Master Mediver is the teacher's best friend. There may not be one of them. You can trust the teacher unconditionally, but the other holy soul wizards are not necessarily.

　　 At this time, Mediver also looked sad.

　　 Obviously he thinks this thing is too tricky, even for the Holy Soul Wizard, it is too dangerous.

　　 Ryan asked cautiously: "Master, can I take the liberty to ask a question?"

　　 "You want to ask me my level, right?"

Medivh glanced at Renne, saw through his mind but was not angry, but frankly said: "I am only at level 26, and my strength is far inferior to Ogulevi. If he shoots you, I can only Resist for half a minute, and then I won't care about you."

　　 "In other words, you have half a minute to escape, how far you can escape." His face looked like a smile.

　　 "Uh..." Renn's scalp was tingling.

　　 For a forty-one level horror wizard, distance is not a problem at all. It’s useless to escape from a short distance away ~ www.ltnovel.com~ unless there is a way to cover up.

　　 Thor's Hammer can allow himself to travel through the void and enter multiple planes, but Master Ogulevi must also have the means of plane travel.

　　 Escape is not the solution.

　　 I don’t know if Master Ogulevi can hold his own hammer?

　　 Just as Ryan was thinking about it, Mediver suddenly said with certainty: "Don't worry, your kid will definitely not die this time, but I may not."

　　 "Huh?" Renn was confused: "Why?"

"I used prophecy yesterday and saw some fragments of your future, indicating that you can at least live to that time." Mediver frowned, as if troubled by incomprehensible things, "However, your future is strange. I couldn't understand it."

　　 He raised his hand and waved, a picture of light and shadow unfolded.

　　 The sky is bloody, the earth is lava flowing, the boundless demons are fighting frantically, there is no end in sight, just a picture is shocking.

　　 Above the sky, there is a huge odd-shaped fortress suspended.

　　 It seems to be made of metal. It looks like a triangular dagger magnified countless times. It is hundreds of meters long from the beginning to the end. There are countless lightning runes flowing on the silver-gray armor on the surface, and a blazing blue tail flame is emitted from the tail. Tall warriors in blue armor flew out from the fortress, with various soul gun weapons, roaring gunshots, reaping the lives of demons wantonly.

　　 This future segment only lasts a few seconds before it ends.

　　Medive looked at Renne and asked in confusion: "This is a prophecy about you, but I didn't see you appear. Do you know what happened?"