Weird Wizarding World

  Chapter 492 Reconstruction

  The third day of the sixth month in the Aramaic calendar.

   Early morning, half past six.

  It was just dawn.

  The three of Boster took the invitation letter and came to the Gobi outside Wylan City.

  The opening ceremony of the Miracle Meeting will be held on time at nine o'clock today.

  So since last night, this desolate Gobi has gradually become noisy.

   This grand celebration banquet after the war will last for a whole month, so that wizards from the entire continent, even those who are a little far away, will have the opportunity to come to this grand event.

  The three of Boster continued to walk towards the central area of ​​the Gobi.

  Before the opening ceremony of the Miracle Meeting for the general public, there is also a small opening ceremony for high-level wizards who have received invitations.

  The sun slowly climbed up to the horizon, and the bright sunlight shone on the earth, but it couldn't dispel the gloomy atmosphere between the three of Bost.

   It seems that some can't stand this oppressive atmosphere, Boster paused, and said in a deep voice:

   "The war has just ended, and the Supreme Councilor may be too busy, so he can't be contacted temporarily."

   "Today is the official opening day of the Miracle Meeting, and the Supreme Councilor will definitely be there. I believe that the Supreme Councilor will give us a fair treatment when we report this matter."

  After leaving the merit exchange office yesterday and saying goodbye to Colin.

  They went to the Supreme Council Hall in Wyland City, but they still couldn't contact the Supreme Councilor.

  Garde and the two nodded, but they were still a little depressed.

  Continuing to move forward, the three finally came to the center of the entire Gobi temporary building complex.

   There is a magnificent hall here.

   Entering from the foyer supported by pure white stone pillars, passing through the deep tunnel, a white high platform appeared in front of the three of Bost.

  At this moment, seven luxurious chairs are placed on the high platform.

   "Seven seats, the Supreme Councilor will come." Seeing this scene, Gray felt joy in his heart.

  The faces of Boster and the others also looked better.

   "Come on, go to our place and sit down first."

  The three of them continued to move forward and found their seats in the neatly arranged audience seats.

   After a while, the wizards arrived one after another, and the auditorium was almost full.

when-

   A sound like the buzzing of a trombone and a distant sound like a gust of wind in the mountains suddenly came.

  All the wizards subconsciously sat up straight and looked towards the high platform in front of them.

  ‘The meeting of miracles has begun. '

  Boster let out a sigh of relief slowly, and stared intently at the square platform in front of him.

   Shua.

  A moment later, streamers of light suddenly appeared on the thick high platform. They were divided into nine distinct strands, intertwined and intertwined on the nine seats, forming nine slightly illusory figures in an instant.

  The Supreme Councilor descends.

  It is different from the usual long and procrastinated meetings of the previous earth.

   After the Supreme Councilors appeared, they went straight to the point.

   "The war is temporarily over."

  As usual, Batalov, who sat in the center, spoke on behalf of the Supreme Councillor. He looked around at the wizards sitting in front of him, and continued to speak slowly:

   "Thanks to those heroic and dedicated wizards, the Golden Wall Project was a complete success. We temporarily blocked the gods from the wall and ushered in a precious period of peace."

   "But holding this miraculous meeting today is not just for celebration."

   Speaking of this, Batalov paused, and said in a deep voice:

   "We haven't won yet!"

   "The gods have not been destroyed, they are still watching behind the strong wall...I hope everyone can understand."

  Some serious and even stern words set the tone for the entire miracle meeting.

  No matter what the wizards present thought in their hearts, at least they sat upright on the surface and their expressions were very serious.

  Batalov looked around the wizard, satisfied.

   After a while, he continued to say in a deep voice:

   "However, before the official miracle meeting, I have to announce one more thing."

   "Some of you may already know that the long-vacant Lord of Miracles finally has a candidate."

  ‘The Lord of Miracles? ’ The three of Bost were slightly stunned.

   But what surprised them was that the wizards around, or nearly half of the wizards in the audience, were not as surprised as they imagined.

  Batalov continued talking.

   "So today's meeting of miracles is also a coronation ceremony for the new Lord of Miracles."

   "According to tradition, next I will announce the name of the Lord of Miracles, briefly describe his life experience, and ask him to stand on the high platform."

  Batalov took a slight breath, and said bluntly: "The new Master of Miracles is named Colin Leonard."

   "He was born in a mortal kingdom called Holy Flame in Meredith..."

  Batalov recounted Colin's life, and the entire auditorium remained silent.

  Bost and the others in the audience also tried their best to keep calm on their faces, but their hearts were full of turmoil!

  At first, they just heard a name and were not sure, but as Batalov continued to narrate, the image of this lord of miracles became clearer in their minds.

   That's right!

  This Colin Leonard is the Colin Leonard they know!

   Even just yesterday, they just talked.

  'I didn't expect that congressman to be... so powerful. ’ The witch Grey couldn’t help but transmit the voice.

  ‘The Lord of Miracles should be equivalent to our King Nuolan... Hiss. ’ Gard echoed, “It’s really hidden.”

   "It seems that in the extreme north, the Supreme Councilor came suddenly, probably for this purpose." Bost nodded slightly.

  Because it was just a brief introduction, Batalov's narration soon came to an end. He looked behind him and said softly.

   "Come on, Colin."

   "Yes, Your Excellency Batalov."

  In the shadows, Colin bowed politely to Batalov, and stepped out from the corner.

  Brilliant sunlight shot in from the semi-open dome and fell on Colin, casting a brilliant halo on him.

  Colin walked slowly onto the stage, calmly watching all the wizards in the auditorium in front of him.

   Almost all the wizards he touched chose to look away, and no one looked at him.

of course there are exceptions.

  For example, the row of wizards sitting at the front of the auditorium.

  Some of them smiled at Colin, and some looked calm... No matter what their expressions were, Colin's expression didn't change, and his eyes didn't stay on them for a second.

  He just calmly glanced at the wizards in the auditorium in front of him, from left to right, as if a master was inspecting his subordinates.

   As a matter of fact, he is indeed the Lord, if... the coronation ceremony goes well.

   "Do you have anything to say, Colin?" Batalov asked.

  Colling paused, shaking his head slightly.

  Batalov did not insist, and continued to say in a deep voice:

   "Then next, I will crown the Lord of Miracles."

  Batalov's voice came from behind, and until now, everything has been going well.

  Colin stood calmly in front of the high platform, feeling countless gazes coming towards him.

   There are not many wizards sitting in the auditorium, even less than a thousand, but most of the power in Siya Continent.

   They watch Colin, and Colin watches them.

  Finally, when Batalov followed the procedure and prepared to take out the golden laurel crown and golden scepter representing the supreme power of the Lord of Miracles.

  The wizard in the auditorium in front of him could no longer keep calm.

   "Your Excellency Batalov, I have objections to the choice of the Lord of Miracles this time!"

  On the left, a third-tier wizard in the corner suddenly stood up.

  Batarov's complexion suddenly sank, and he looked at the third-tier wizard.

  The latter felt the gaze of the Supreme Councilor, his complexion turned pale, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

   "Does Garrido have any different opinions... Also, according to tradition, the members of the Supreme Council do have the right to express their opinions and suggestions on the selection of the Lord of Miracles."

   Another third-tier wizard said suddenly.

  Colin's face was calm, but he sneered disdainfully in his heart.

  What a clumsy skill, hiding his head and showing his tail, and dare not even speak out!

  The hypocrisy and disgusting faces hidden in the bones of these so-called noble pure-blood wizards have already been clearly seen by him along the way!

   It is true that among them there are commendable existences like Neustadt, Leiden, and Mill.

   But more, it is a group of short-sighted, self-styled, stupid people who have brought the development of wizard civilization to a standstill!

  Perhaps at the beginning, those wizards who founded the pure-blood family were still fighting for the wizard family.

  They tried to concentrate most of the resources on a small number of wizards to create more high-level wizards, thereby strengthening the power of the wizard family and defeating the gods.

  In a world where mighty power belongs to itself, this idea itself is not a problem.

   After all, one fourth-tier wizard is much more important than a hundred third-tier wizards.

  High-level power is the key to the survival of a race.

  It's a pity... After all, it is still no match for human nature.

  In the end, this system deviated from its original intention...the wizarding family also declined more and more because of this.

  Colin's thoughts turned in his mind, and he had a previous life experience. He had a very thorough understanding of the root causes of the problems facing the wizarding world.

   Time to change that...

  That day in Yunshang Palace, the reason why he accepted the proposal of the Supreme Councilor, and the reason why he took on the burden of the Lord of Miracles... is that he has made up his mind to solve this chronic disease that has been parasitic on the wizard for a long time!

  Maybe there wasn't such a strong vision before, but now—

  He wants to save the world!

  Looking at the auditorium in front of him, Colin's face became more and more calm, as if he was swallowing a bottomless tale.

  But his red gold eyes became brighter and brighter, as if they contained lightning powerful enough to smash all thorns!

  He wants to disperse the dark clouds over the world of Yanan with his own hands, so that the beauty born on the glacier, and every moment he feels warm, will last forever!

  On the high platform, like Colin, Batalov was also temporarily silent and did not speak.

  This kind of silence seems to have fueled the arrogance of the wizards in the audience.

   Opposition voices sounded one after another.

  Finally, a fourth-order wizard in the front row spoke. He had pale hair and a staid complexion. He was Graham's Renteria.

   "Your Excellency Batalov, the establishment of the Lord of Miracles is related to the future of the entire wizarding family and needs to be carefully considered."

   “I think we should take a poll…”

   "I agree with Lord Colin as the Lord of Miracles!"

  Suddenly, a voice interrupted Renteria's narration.

  Colin followed the prestige and saw Gard from Nuolan Continent standing up suddenly, and said in a deep voice.

   Seeing his gaze, Gard bowed slightly towards him.

  Boster and Gray, who were sitting beside him, also stood up. Although they didn't speak, they also expressed their clear positions.

   Renteria, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and frowned at the three wizards from Nuolan Continent.

  Gard looked at him without fear.

  Since Colin's debut, this wise wizard already knows how to choose.

  Whether it’s out of emotion or something else, every wizard in Nuolan Continent should obviously fully support Colin and support him to become the Lord of Miracles!

   "I'm also in favor of Colin being the Lord of Miracles."

  Just as the auditorium fell into silence for a while, another voice suddenly said.

   The voice came from the front row, even right next to Renteria. It was a middle-aged man with a refined temperament.

   "Your Excellency Neustadt..." Renteria frowned slightly, a little stunned.

  In his opinion, a wizard from a top pure-blood family like Neustadt, even if he has a good relationship with Colin, should stand on the same side with him in the face of such a major event.

  But now...

   I have to say that Renteria's investigation of Colin is still too little...or he doesn't know Neustadt well.

  Neustadt looked calm and didn't explain much.

  The originally one-sided situation in the synagogue suddenly became complicated at this moment.

  The whole hall fell into silence again.

   "Does anyone have any other opinions?" Batalov broke the silence.

  The audience was still silent.

  Batalov said calmly: "Then, the coronation ceremony will continue."

   Without waiting for Renteria and others to refute, he said in a deep voice: "Please remember, we are announcing the coronation of the Lord of Miracles, not asking for opinions."

   "From today on, Colin is the real and only one, the Lord of Miracles!"

   As he spoke, the aura that belonged exclusively to the Supreme Councilor enveloped the entire auditorium. Under this strong pressure, even Renteria couldn't help but turn pale, and dared not speak any more.

  Batarov turned around, took out the golden laurel crown and scepter of the Lord of Miracles, and walked towards Colin.

   "His Excellency Batalov."

  However, at this time, Colin stepped forward and stretched out his arms.

  Batalov was slightly taken aback. He stared at the calm young man in front of him, paused, and handed him the laurel crown and scepter with some doubts.

  Colin thanked softly, and turned around holding the scepter and laurel wreath.

   "I didn't want to say anything."

   He holds the scepter in his right hand and wears a laurel wreath for himself.

   "Words are always shallow and fragile compared to actions..."

  The golden laurel wreath fit perfectly on top of his head. Colin raised his head, stared at the wizards in front of him, and suddenly chuckled:

   "Whether you accept it or not, I am already the Lord of Miracles."

   "But if you think that I want to rule you, then you are very wrong."

   "I don't need any of the cities of miracles that you rule now."

   "Don't be impulsive." Batalov couldn't help reminding, "The city of miracles is the foundation of wizards..."

   "There is one more..." Colin turned his head, "There is also a city of miracles."

  He doesn't have the energy to fight for power with those wizards. Instead of forcibly ruling the existing miracle cities, it is better to start from scratch and bring about a complete change in the world of Yanan!

   What the wizarding world needs is a complete change!

   And it just so happens that this change now has an optimal place to start.

  Colin turned his head and glanced at the three Bosts in the auditorium, then at Renteria, and said with a smile:

   "If I remember correctly, the fallen Graham City, according to the rules of the war, is on the list of merit exchanges, right?"

   "And the miraculous cities around Graham City should also be on the merit exchange list, right, Your Excellency Renteria?"

  After his words fell, the three Bosters in the auditorium were slightly stunned, and their hearts were suddenly wrapped in great joy! There were even tears of joy in the corners of the witch Grey's eyes.

   On the other hand, Renteria's complexion paled suddenly, and a little panic appeared on his face.

  He subconsciously wanted to turn around and seek the support of his companions, but the reality was cruel.

  After Colin took the initiative to say that he would not fight for the power of the other cities of miracles, the allies around him who had originally denounced together suddenly became dumb.

  Colin smiled, this scene has long been expected by him.

   This group of selfish pure-blood wizards may seem powerful, but as long as they use the right method, they are just a piece of loose sand worth mentioning.

   Looking back, Colin stood on the high platform and whispered silently in his heart:

  ‘I will be there to rebuild the entire wizarding civilization. '

  ‘I will also be there, waiting for you to hand those powers into my hands…’

  In a world where mighty power belongs to himself, as an existence that possesses a level of power higher than that of a wizard, he has such confidence!

  (end of this chapter)