Wizards of the North

Baipao realized early on that it takes too many people to participate in observing and exploring the world. They must open their arms to accept new members, but the wizarding resources that the Barren Continent can use are very limited.

In addition, they are also facing an unavoidable problem-power!

White Robe is no stranger to alien wizards and knows the gap between the two sides. Except for a few of them with unusual talents, others are reluctant to protect themselves.

As they said, wizards shouldn't be reduced to consumables, and white robes shouldn't be. Therefore, they decided to complete this feast and sacrifice in another way.

Most of them just want to share part of the benefits, rather than become the biggest beneficiaries. Although they were driven here by magic, they didn't want to bet on life. Because they are different from those alien wizards, even if they can't reach the sky in one step, they can still make progress gradually.

On the ship, they discussed a good countermeasure. Everyone knows that behind the white robe is the great wizard Bran, knowing that it is their loyal master. Now only need to change the name, although the status has not changed, the style will be improved a lot.

Is there any wizard who doesn't want to enter the door of the great wizard? Moreover, they did master the method of exploring this world. They just need to show it and arouse the curiosity of others.

As the great wizard often said, magic will make the most correct choice. Just remind them at the appropriate time, just as the great wizard often reminds them-listen to the voice of magic.

Along the way, more and more wizards approached with curiosity, and then became confused as a white robe under the guidance of magic. There seems to be something wrong, and there seems to be nothing wrong.

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Some people need to huddle together for warmth, while others need to walk alone.

After disembarking from the ship, Carden avoided the prying eyes of outsiders under the cover of his companions, and walked towards the strange wilderness alone. At that moment, he put on the ring bestowed by the great wizard.

Only a few people have received similar gifts. So when he took the ring, Carden knew that he would shoulder greater responsibility and face greater risks.

As he moved forward, Ruoyouruowu's chill gently wrapped him. Unlike Sajia and Charlotte, Carden does not know the source of this chill. I just felt familiar, but couldn't remember why.

In the ear, the whispers of magic power were still not irritable, and he did not take this chill to his heart.

His luck is not very good, and the direction of magic power is a bit ridiculous. On the first night he left the port, he had to sleep outdoors.

Soon, a woman was attracted by the burning campfire. She cautiously approached the bonfire, showing a weak look, and asked in a low voice: "Can I rest here for one night?"

Carden had no words, but nodded silently.

Seeing this, the woman sat down carefully across the bonfire. A puff of smoke and dust rose slowly at this time, and the sound of insects beside him disappeared immediately.

After a few breaths, with the sound of exhalation, the woman's weakness has disappeared. She raised her back, showing a heroic spirit.

In this regard, Carden seems unaware. He picked up a wooden stick from his side and set aside the bonfire. Sparks shot out along with the fiddle, and the warmth slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the woman asked softly: "Are you a white robe?"

Carden looked down at his clothes, trying to find the flaws in his body.

Seeing this, the woman smiled, "The sitting position betrayed you. Only the wizards of the barren continent like this sitting position. I heard that this is a habit spread from the great wizard Bran."

Carden raised his head and looked up and down at the woman in front of him blankly, without saying anything.

"I don't want to embarrass you, I just want to ask a few questions." Looking at Carden, who was still silent, the woman said on her own, "You don't have to pretend, you should be poisoned now. Just tell the truth. I will consider letting you go.

During this trip, what does the Great Wizard Bran have to explain to you? "

"Explain?" Carden let out an inexplicable smile, then lowered his head slightly, "Listen to the voice of magic, do you count? Follow the guidelines of magic, do you count? If these don't count, then there is nothing."

The woman's voice became cold and severe, "Recognize your situation, if you still want to live."

"The magic is whispering, they say-you didn't intend to let me go. As early as you approached, they had insight into everything." Carden dialed the bonfire again, "Actually, I also know that the fire will attract predators. Just like you must be able to think that this might be a trap. The funny thing is that we all think we can win each other.

My confidence comes from the whispers of magic, how about you? "

"Stop pretending, you have been poisoned."

"Are you talking about the dense smoke and dust? Maybe you haven't realized that it is not magic itself that is poisonous."

The woman sneered, "Is there a difference?"

Carden set aside the bonfire again, and the woman noticed that the smoke and dust had turned into tiny sparks above the flame.

But she still refused to admit defeat, "So what?"

"No, I just want to say this poison is useless to me."

Speaking, Carden raised his head, and fireworks emerged from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

Seeing this, the woman got up and wanted to escape. But the surrounding warmth suddenly became hot, and a ring of fire rose instantly, surrounding the two of them. She also reacted immediately, the man has been delaying and making arrangements.

Unfortunately, it was too late to understand!

In the ring of fire, the scorching heat suddenly became blazing, and instantly merged with the ring of fire into a raging flame. The woman's screams also sounded immediately...

The screaming stopped, and the raging flames dissipated, revealing Carden's undamaged figure and the campfire in front of him again.

Looking at the pile of ashes across from the campfire, Carden could not help but sigh softly. If it wasn't for the other party to take his life, he wouldn't be cruel.

As a white robe, he knew how the Great Wizard treated the defeated-if he could not kill, he would not kill. It is a pity that he is not strong enough to dare to be merciful at this time.

If he can, he hopes to be able to keep the other side alive. Then, like the great wizard, use it as an observation object or experimental material.

A faint wave of magical power came from the distance again, this time Carden did not dare to stay, and disappeared into the night at the fastest speed. He didn't notice in his hurry, and the chill wrapped around him became much stronger.

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As we proceeded, a high mountain with a flat top appeared in front of us. The whispers of magic also showed a trace of violence and unwillingness at this time.

Light and shadow gathered and scattered in the eyes of Carden, gradually converging into a grand war scene. The city wall slowly emerged on the top of the mountain, and soldiers stood on it; under the mountain, there were company camps surrounded with banners in the camp. In the middle of the mountain, soldiers were slowly approaching the city.

Suddenly, the brilliance of magic lighted up and down the mountain at the same time, and the sky and the earth changed color accordingly. I don't know how long it took, the people on the top of the city slowly withered, and the company camp was gradually empty, and the world was already red.

At the foot of the mountain, a man of gods rose from the company camp full of fire. On the mountain, someone frankly stood up in the air. As the two struggled, the city wall began to collapse and the company camp began to shatter.

Entangled and fighting, the two eventually fell to the top of the mountain together. I don't know who detonated his own magic power in despair, and then clouds slowly rose, and wind rushed in all directions like ocean tides.

A certain will, with deep attachment and unwillingness, gradually drifted away with the wind.

At this time, Carden had unconsciously stepped onto the top of the mountain and came to a huge pit. On the other side of the pit, someone was standing frankly, looking at him silently...