Throne of Magical Arcana

The rotten silt exuded a foul smell, and a wild wolf that broke into the place in a panic fell into it, wailing and trying to pull his leg out, but deeper and deeper, until the mud drowned his ears and nose, interrupting its misery call.

When Vicente returned to the swamp, he just saw this scene, and saw a dark and dark robe floating in the place where he often moved.

All the places where the black robe is exposed are only white bones, the needle-shaped red flames are beating in the sunken eyes, and the clothes are gorgeous gold threads forming a peculiar pattern.

He also noticed the return of Vicente, and said in a hoarse, gloomy voice like the dead: "Where did you just go? The Magic Council has messengers coming over."

Vicente said lightly: "I went home and solved some things."

And, picked up Shirley.

"Go home? Solve the problem? You slaughtered the city? You destroyed the church and the referee in the city?" The black-robed lich said in shock and anger. "Do you know how much trouble this will cause us? You Want to destroy the organization? "

When the church has an absolute advantage, there is the Necromancer Slaughter City, which is absolutely provocative and will definitely lead to a legendary pursuit!

"Congus, this is my business. If you are not satisfied, I can withdraw from the organization." Vicente simply replied without any argument.

This lich is the leader of "Soul supreme", Archmage Congus, at the time of the change of Cooks, he used the necromancer life-saving spells to be many and strange, and escaped by chance, but later "Soul supreme" was also destroyed Sexual assault, only a small number of members escaped, and he had to hide completely for a while.

A few years later, the wind passed a little. He left the hidden place and tried to reorganize the "Soul Supreme". In the process, he accidentally learned that the half plane of the "Dead Lord" was never found by the church, and it seemed to be automatically closed. So, he returned to the swamp near Cooks, looking for the half-plane clues that the "death lord" might leave, and accidentally found a self-taught necromancer, Vicente Miranda, in the swamp.

Just relying on a few common Necronomicon magic books and incomplete materials in the swamp, he turned into a formal magician within a few years, which made Congers, who was planning to reorganize "Soul supreme," very appreciated, so In the name of guidance, Vicente was substituted into "Soul Supreme".

But what happened after more than two decades made Congus could not believe his eyes. This guy named "Vincent Miranda" may be because he did not receive formal magic education. Many ideas are simply undead. The fundamental idea of ​​the department runs counter to it, but because of this, he is really not bound by the knowledge of the past. He actually improved and revised many ideas of the Necromancer Department. He has made huge breakthroughs in the field of human body structure and circulation. Real-world feedback promoted Jiuhuan at a speed that Congus could not have imagined!

Twenty-eight years from scratch, to become a Grand Master, this is definitely a genius in the magic genius, even in the heyday of the magic empire, as far as Congus knows, there are only four or five people who can match this record. Even the "Sun King" Thanos, who is known as the most powerful magician, took longer than Vicente because of the initial special nature of "The Fateless".

Of course, Congus also benefited greatly from the huge breakthrough made by Vicente, plus the "Mathematical Principles of Philosophy of Magic" and "Basics of Calculus" passed over from the Magic Council. The world is almost semi-solidified, and it is possible to try to be a legend within fifty years.

Therefore, Congus feels very complicated about Vicente. He is clearly prepared to be treated and cultivated as a student. As a result, he equals himself in a short time and has the strength to compete with himself, so he is busy rebuilding the organization. He hasn't had time to establish a teacher-student relationship with him, and cultivate relationships that can trust each other.

However, Congus did not temporarily suppress Vicente and protect his rights, because he knew that Vicente might have encountered an adventure, and sacrificed some of his own flesh and blood on a strange object, otherwise he would not have been The environment and materials are bad to break through to the official mage. Therefore, if he wants to be promoted to a legend, he needs a greater theoretical breakthrough and takes longer time, but he is different. At that time, he does not need to shoot himself. Will bow down.

Listening to Vicente's simple and cold answer, Congus forced his anger and said: "Will there be such a thing in the future?"

"Cooks also has a 'crazy dog.'" Vicente made no secret.

"Just a night watchman?" Congus breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll tell the branches and major organizations to let them pay attention to concealment recently."

Vicente nodded gently: "Who is the messenger of the Magic Council?"

He is very interested in this aspect, because he read "Mathematical Principles of Philosophy of Magic" and "Basics of Calculus" at Congus, and was shocked by the thoughts contained in it, and was connected to his own structure and circulation The achievements in the field, even if he hadn't learned calculus, he would be a genius, and there was no way to build a spell model more easily than before, letting the advanced speed set a record.

Therefore, even if he is still indifferent on the surface, he has long wanted to meet the author of these two books Derek Douglas.

Congus floated to Vicente: "Is Fernando, one of the authors of" Basics of Calculus. "

His senses of the Magic Council are equally complex. On the one hand, he resists the other party ’s intention to integrate his “soul supreme” organization. .

"That can be seen." Vicente touched the storage bag in his arms.

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"Soul supreme" hidden in the forest.

A small bazaar exchanging magic materials and spell books coincided today. It was lively and noisy. Vicente and Congus passed by the edge and stepped into the underground palace.

"The agreed time is half an hour later." Congus sat behind his desk.

Vicente didn't answer, turned to Congus's shelf, pulled out a thick book, and read it carefully.

Time passed very quickly, and half an hour passed without realizing it. At this time, the magician in charge of hospitality walked in with a bright and flaming lady.

"Fernando?" Congus asked uncertainly. It was really that the flaming lady was very different from Fernando.

Fernando nodded slightly: "I was recently stared at by the night watchman of the church, so I had to change and go out."

He pulled on his belt, his chest suddenly sunken, and the whole person became a short handsome man.

Vicente looked at this scene and said in disgust: "Perverted."

He is a normal person, and he still values ​​the boundaries between men and women. Even if there is a need for change, it is only a difference in size and appearance.

Fernando was immediately angry: "At least better than you who feel sick at first sight!"

Vicente did not answer, disdain to quarrel with him.

Fernando snarled a few words, and when he saw no response from the other side, there was no motivation, so he turned to look at Congus: "I want to see the author of" The Theory of Human Structure and Circulation "."

Congus recently compiled Vicente's research results into books, in exchange for the latest research results of the Magic Council Douglas, Fernando and the mysterious "Ms. Silver Ash".

Congus lifted his boned palm and pointed to Vicente: "It's him."

"Ah?" Fernando, who had already become Archmage, noticed that Vicente, who is also Archmage, was so young!

In the bazaar outside.

Oliver, who has left two moustache, led by his friends for the first time to participate in such a lively magic rally, while looking for a beautiful female magician, while casually looking at magic books.

For more than two decades, he was still limited to the fifth ring due to the relationship between the book level and the lack of teaching.

"" The Mathematical Principles of Philosophy of Magic "," Basics of Calculus "... What are these books?" Oliver hides in Tibet, and rarely has the experience of attending magic parties. Many things, many books, have never been heard.

The stallholder looked at the look of the redneck: "Look at it and you will know."

"Huh, can you read it yourself?" Oliver picked up the book honestly and unkindly.

After a while, he forgot to chase the pretty female magician, forgot everything around him, and was completely immersed in the world of books.

There are such books!

There is such a theory!

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The Great Light Hall of the Holy City Lance.

Cardinal Adrien of the Ninth Level stepped into this sacred room with awe, and did not dare to raise his head before meeting Pope Gregory.

Just at the beginning of the year, the Pope killed the Mother Earth with "Goddess" and completely drove the magicians, dark creatures, and alien churches into the kingdom surrounded by dark mountains and mountains. This was officially announced, The remaining Sylvanas Empire among the three magic empire is completely destroyed!

After Adrien met the Pope, he discovered that the most powerful saint, Ivan, was also in the Great Light Hall and was accepting the Pope ’s orders.

"You have organized cardinals and epic knights to patrol the dark mountains during this time, and be prepared to gradually invade after fifteen years." Pope Gregory estimated his recovery time and added a certain margin.

The handsome and masculine Ivan lowered his head: "Just follow the Pope's decree."

Watching Ivan leave, Gregory narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he had a penalty card and other cards in hand, he didn't worry about the saint's rebellion at all, but he still used his precautions habitually. On the front line of the holy city of Reims or the Dark Mountains, he was not allowed to return to the northern region where he started, such as dispersing several cardinals with whom he had a good relationship among the various parishes.

After being silent for a while, Gregory said kindly to Adrien: "I will appoint you as the bishop of the Ice Cathedral in the northern province of the Shahran Empire. I hope you can help Felix."

Mixing sand is also one of the preventive measures.

"Yes, under the pope's crown." Adrien replied heartily.