Age of Adepts

According to the strict power system division of the wizarding world, these believers of the gods cannot reach the fourth tier at all. The blood aura displayed by their bodies is not only weak, but can also be called extremely weak.

The bodies of the three magicians could barely reach the level of a first-level wizard, while the other five church knights were only comparable to a second-level body-refining wizard. With such weak powers as their original bodies, it is reasonable to say that they are courting death when they come to this alien battlefield.

But as they prayed devoutly, and then with the help of special props in their hands, they summoned out of thin air a series of bright auras of divine arts. These magical auras fell on them, layer by layer, perfectly blending together, and also pushed up the energy breath on them layer by layer.

Before the aura of the gods was blessed, these believers of the gods were simply a group of 'broilers'. But after the halo was blessed, they were all fierce and vigorous, and their momentum skyrocketed, even if they were surrounded by hundreds of middle and high-level undead spirits, they were not afraid at all.

The five church knights were filled with dazzling auras of divine arts, scattered around the periphery, forming a relatively loose defensive circle, and wielding the same shining standard long swords, chopped down the undead who rushed in front of them one by one. land.

Behind them, two clergymen in exquisite and gorgeous robes held sacred tomes in their hands, and joined hands to prop up a sacred barrier covering a range of several hundred meters. All the undead that poured into the sacred barrier will glow with white light, and then the whole undead will start to make terrible corrosive noises as if soaked in high-purity holy water.

The so-called necromancers are actually the corpses left over from the death of intelligent creatures, which stand up again under the influence of strange magic. Most of them have lost their sanity, and only a little bit of killing instinct remains, under the powerful domination of evil spellcasters.

Therefore, most necromancy spells are condensed with negative energy as the core.

And when the negative energy soaked in the corpse of the undead is neutralized by the pure positive energy in the holy barrier, the condensed evil core will naturally collapse silently.

Those middle and low-level undead just stepped into the sacred barrier, and they fell to the ground like pieces of rotten wood. The whole rotting and withered body quickly turned into a pool of foul-smelling black water, and then quickly melted away. Only those high-level undead can resist the 'purification' of holy energy by relying on carrion as tough as kraft paper or rich dead energy like substance.

Lich Congnas is one of the seven kings of the plane of bones, so how can the army of the undead brought out by it only have this power.

Behind the Necromancer Legion, stood a huge skeleton giant, humanoid, more than 20 meters high, with no flesh and blood all over its body, and it was all connected by black and deep strange bones.

A small bone platform was raised strangely from the back of the giant bone monster, on which was placed a throne of bones made up of countless skulls.

And Lich Congnas sat on it safely, tapping the armrest with one hand and resting his chin with the other, watching the bloody fighting scene in front of him boredly.

On the side of the giant bone monster, five corpse witches wearing human skin robes, bone crowns, and bone staffs gathered together, occupying several core nodes of the pentagram circle, and they are constantly flowing. Summon more and more powerful necromancers from the plane of bones.

For the five holy knights and two archbishops on the opposite side, Congnas didn't pay attention at all. The only thing he was wary of was the one hiding behind them, holding the holy book of wisdom in his hand, and constantly flipping through it young people.

His appearance was not outstanding, and his figure was not tough enough, but his whole body was filled with golden holy light as thick as armor. Where these golden holy lights shine, all evil and filth are swept away, and a sacred and pure powerful force permeates the sky and the earth.

And as the pages of the Holy Book of Wisdom were flipped rapidly, the golden light around them became more and more intense. In the swirling holy light, there seemed to be countless little angels with wings flying and coiling, singing the highest and most holy hymns in cheerful tones.

But within the range shrouded by the holy light, no evil can survive, and it will melt away as quickly as the remaining snow under the bright sun.

Even though it was several miles away, Greem, who was hidden in the dark, fixed his eyes on the sacred book of wisdom held tightly in the hands of the young man. He could see very clearly that the rays of light emitted from the Holy Book of Wisdom contained strands of strange law power that did not belong to the Morian plane.

Under the suppression of Morian's plane consciousness, it is also possible to extend the power of laws from outside the domain. Such treasures and wonders, except for 'artifacts', no other item can do it!

"Drip, the breath of a different kind of power was detected... After analysis, it is a branch of the belief system... According to the attributes and characteristics of the power, it is preliminarily judged to be the token of the God of Wisdom..."

"Token form: book..."

"Treasure attribute: knowledge department..."

"Level of token: Tier 5 (artifact)"

"The purpose of the token: Wisdom Enlightenment..."

"Description of token: This item records the views and opinions of a certain god of wisdom on planes, space, knowledge and power..."

Since the Holy Tome of Wisdom is wrapped by a powerful divine force, the information that the chip can remotely detect and feed back is not much. However, it can be judged only from the strength attribute of the opponent, this is definitely a rare and powerful artifact of the knowledge system.

In other words, the young man with blond hair and blue eyes and a straight nose is very likely to be an important believer of a god of wisdom from another plane, and the possibility of a son of a god or a clone of a god is not even ruled out. Otherwise, that god would not have handed over such a precious artifact to him and allowed him to take it into another world.

"God of Wisdom?" Greem couldn't help muttering to himself.

The God of Wisdom is also known as the God of Knowledge in many planes, and such a god is not loved by the majority of warriors because he does not have much combat skills. Therefore, the birth of the God of Wisdom was extremely difficult and slow compared to other gods.

Even many gods of wisdom who are still growing will become the hunting targets of other evil gods or demigods due to their weak fighting ability.

It is because of these factors that there are only a handful of well-known gods of wisdom in the world of the gods, and the power of godheads is mostly limited to rank 5 or 6, and there are almost no gods of wisdom above rank 6.

Greem licked his lips lightly.

If it was changed to another artifact, maybe considering the difficulty of obtaining it, he would just give it up!

After all, most artifacts have extremely strict conditions of use, and even if they are seized, they will be difficult to control.

But what appeared in front of him at this moment was the artifact of the God of Wisdom. This is a powerful force that can be controlled and used by a spellcaster!

Although the lich Congnas was ugly, he was also an out-and-out spellcaster.

It's no wonder that it gave up its other prey, and only wanted to deal with this group of believers of the God of Wisdom who dared to come to the plane of Morian after eating the bear heart leopard. For this reason, it even did not hesitate to pull the undead army from the plane of bones.

However, the battle between Lich Congnars and Wisdom Believers was not smooth.

After all, the God of Wisdom also belongs to the God of Order, possessing the most pure and powerful divine power. In terms of power attributes, it is quite restrained from necromancy.

Moreover, since that god was willing to reward the artifact, he would definitely imprint some divine power on it. Once the holder dies and the artifact changes hands, all you need to do is trigger the divine imprint on it. No matter where the artifact is located, a channel leading directly to the Kingdom of God will be opened to guide the artifact and the souls of believers back.

And the only thing that can interrupt this process is another 'artifact' or another god!

It is precisely because of such a harsh acquisition difficulty that not many guys dare to brave the majesty of a god and make such crazy moves.

However, Greem is definitely not included here.

Almost in an instant, Greem drew up a simple and feasible action plan, and quietly contacted several 'old friends' through sound transmission!

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"Master Mitzer, that evil lich is too difficult to deal with! Look... Shall we avoid it in a different direction?"

After an hour of long slaughter, although a large number of evil undead were slaughtered, the army of undead surrounding them still remained unchanged. Even, with the continuous operation of the necromancer circle, more and more powerful individuals appeared in the necromancer army.

Tier 1 black warriors are nothing, even Tier 2 vampires and Tier 3 necromancers have been purified a lot. In addition, there are numerous ghouls, abominations and undead ghosts.

Although their strength is not worth mentioning, if there are too many of them, it will be extremely tiring to purify them!

Therefore, seeing that the undead around him were still densely packed, and the number did not show any decline, Antonio, one of the two archbishops who personally protected Mitzer, finally couldn't help but speak.

The young man who had been lowering his head and silently flipping through the scriptures of wisdom finally raised his head.

"Everyone is tired? Let's change the route! But be careful, that lich will not let us go easily. And... the scripture reminded me just now that there is a new enemy targeting us. What else will happen!"

This young man named Mitzer has short blond and slightly curly hair, and a calm and wise light shines in his green pupils. Although he was surrounded heavily, there was no trace of fear on his face, not even a hint of worry.

"A new enemy? My lord, did the scriptures specify who the other enemy is?" Rousseau, another archbishop, couldn't help interjecting.

The young man smiled.

"You also know that in the Morian plane ruled by arcanists, it is difficult to transmit my father's divine power. Therefore, the scriptures can only vaguely warn me that there are new enemies appearing, but it is difficult to remind me of new enemies. Specific and more detailed information. Haha, if the scriptures can really do it, then God the Father will change his profession to become the God of Prophecy!"

Regarding the young people's 'jokes', the two old and prudent archbishops did not find it funny, and warned each other: "My lord, you can't make such similar jokes again. Although what you said is a joke, it is a joke. It involves the order of the divine power of the great gods. Once it reaches the ears of those related gods, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, okay... This is a different plane, do you really think that those gods are just little thieves who have nothing to do and listen to the wall?" Seeing the resolute faces of the two 'bodyguards', the young man could only He shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, and I won't make such jokes in the future!