Wizard

In the knowledge of Silas, Lord of the Desert, the six sealed ancient wizard towers should have been destroyed at that time, rather than being sealed and sunk into the mountain for storage.

"Although the rune masters who built the wizard tower are very stupid, according to what you said, the **** left by them is especially precious to the current wizarding class. If those idiots can know, I don’t know. Should I be comforted or sad..."

Although the conclusion drawn by Silas, Lord of the Desert with a mocking smile, was not very pleasant, it was clearly his true thoughts.

It's just that the talisman who built the wizard tower can be called a ‘idiot’. He is absolutely unique in today’s surface plane.

Raymond, who had already understood the power of the ancient wizard class, was already somewhat immune to his views, so Raymond, who did not want to continue discussing this matter, simply expressed his doubts. "Master Silas, what realm did you reach before you died?"

Silas, the Lord of the Desert, whose face twitched when he heard ‘Body Fall’, was a little annoyed at first, but then he sighed and replied in frustration. "The old man had already reached the peak of the eighth-order wizard, but he has never been promoted. Otherwise, the army that the old man controls will not be wiped out so quickly..."

Turning the topic back to Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who was the Destroyer of the World, apparently he still had a sorrow about the last battle he died.

The second legion he ruled was the final legion that could be pieced together from the entire plane at that time.

There are more than a thousand high-level wizards with Dawn level strength, more than 10,000 middle-level wizards who have reached the dawn level, nearly 30,000 low-level wizards below Dawn level, and more than two thousand power between Dawn and Dawn level. Rune formation masters and conjurers are the combat power he can control in that battle.

"If it hadn't been for those fainthearted to flee into the lower planes, the old man could dispatch more than three times the combat power!" Said the desert lord Silas once again became annoyed, his voice Also improved a lot. "Those short-sighted idiots, they will turn into dust in the lower planes after the war of destruction, and they will not even be able to leave behind..."

The combat power statistics mentioned by Silas, Lord of the Desert. But it made Raymond a little dizzy. In his statement, such a powerful legion turned out to be the combat power that the wizarding world could mobilize after many severe injuries and the division of the alliance. If you reverse the calculation, the ancient wizards The combat power he possessed in his heyday was simply beyond his imagination.

It's just that when he came back to his senses, he immediately thought of new problems, but Silas's nostalgia made him hesitate. And he continued to sigh after a pause. "It's a pity, these people who joined the Legion with a mortal heart, even if they use the method of collective self-destruction in the space channel, it is difficult to prevent the steady progress of the true spirits, even if it is just the projection of the true spirits. Killed by the collective magic..."

"And their unique dream penetration and puppet manipulation. For a wizard whose realm is not stable, it is simply a catastrophic existence..."

"And what is especially desperate is that these true spirits are immune to most of the physical plane attacks, so the method of war has to be changed with them..."

Hearing this, Raymond, who sensed more and more doubts, finally decided to interrupt him and ask. "Master Silas, if the alliance did not split back then, would there be a chance of winning by gathering all the combat power?"

"The odds? It is estimated that there is still no..." Instinctively answered Raymond's question. But Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who seemed extremely annoyed, roared in a low voice. "Boy! What do you think the true spirits are! They are powerful creatures from the Chaos Plane, and each of them has the strength not weaker than the Dawn Level!"

Ignoring the anger of Silas, Lord of the Desert, Raymond asked afterwards. "But you mentioned the True Spirit Legion earlier that they are quite powerful only in their clone projections, so what kind of creatures are they?"

"Critters? Strictly speaking, they are not creatures!" After categorically denying them, Silas, Lord of the Desert, turned a little confused. He opened his mouth to speak but didn't say anything, and asked back after a while. "Boy! What do you think is the difference between ghosts and wraiths?"

Raymond, who had studied for a long time, replied. "Ghosts are energy aggregates formed by the remnants of unconscious souls, while wraiths are evil creatures left behind with obsessions. Both belong to the existence of non-material creatures!"

"Yes, yes, it is more accurate than the old man's cognition back then, but true spirits are more special existences. They are not formed by remnants of souls or obsessions. They are the appearance of mental fluctuations, so Only attacks that exceed the material plane they can withstand will cause them to suffer damage!"

It was previously believed that the girl Becky was a life form formed by some mental fluctuation. Therefore, the interpretation of Silas, Lord of the Desert, verifies Raymond's previous guesses.

However, seeing Raymond's expression was not surprised, but Silas, Lord of the Desert, became annoyed in vain. "Boy, don't you know it before?"

"The young girl Becky was originally in a picture scroll, but I have been attacked and the study of her behavior shows that she is not a creature like a ghost..."

Hearing this, Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who seemed to understand that he had misunderstood, was stunned and turned his gaze aside, but as his pupils rotated, a strange feeling followed the shift of his gaze. Sprouted in Raymond's heart.

Just facing the area without energy fluctuations, Raymond couldn't see any changes, and couldn't help but feel slightly surprised.

But Silas, the Lord of the Desert, who turned his face around, was proud of his expression. He raised his brows and said to Raymond. "Boy! Can you see what the old man released just now?"

As if showing off in the eyes of the desert lord Silas, there was still taunting, which made Raymond a little speechless. He hadn't seen the character of the ancient powerful wizard known as the "king of the desert" before. There is such a side in China.

Only when his perception was released, Raymond’s expression became serious, because he could feel that there was nothing in the small area that was wrong, but when he felt and probed, he always felt there. There must be something.

And Silas, the Lord of the Desert, whose sight followed Raymond, laughed when he saw his dazed expression. "Perception can sometimes be deceived, and what is observed by the naked eye is even more unbelievable!"

Speaking of Silas, Lord of the Desert who paused here, seeing Raymond thoughtfully, he continued. "Although the age of the old man was extremely prosperous, after all, he was too wanton and incurred a peek at a more powerful plane. Unfortunately, the time left for the entire plane is too short, so there is no way to save everything. Uncovered the mystery..."

After hearing the sound, Raymond turned his gaze back to the small area. After turning on the chip for spectrum analysis, he discovered that there was an insect specimen the size of a nail in the empty area!

There are dozens of pairs of gastropod-like insects, with all beards and tails, but there are penetrating wounds the size of needles on their skulls, and they were obviously killed by a single blow.

Raymond, who had never seen this kind of insect, stretched out his fingers and carefully picked it up. The touch from his fingertips made him understand that this insect specimen was isolated from the outside world, which allowed it to be preserved to this day.

It was just Raymond's move that caused Silas, the Lord of the Desert, to sigh, and the old face was swayed to reveal his body.

Silas, the lord of the desert with a long but extremely thin body, twisted his neck to loosen his body, but his line of sight was never leaving Raymond’s fingers. After a while, he was sure that he was really observing the insect specimen. Later, this said. "Boy! What kind of exercises are you studying that can make you see the projection of this true spirit..."

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