From Wild Mage to Wizard King

When the orc priests completed their ascension to the gods, using the power of faith as a foundation and becoming legends in a twisted manner, a special breath and information spread throughout the world.

In the Moon Island, in the Moon Elf Council Hall, a moon elf who was writing something paused, then continued to write silently without raising his head.

Deep in the Ginza, the old man who was teaching the students softly raised his eyebrows slightly, did not do much, and held a spell model in his right hand,

Continued to teach the students.

In a vibrant academy, a sun elf stood on the top floor of the academy's tower, looking down and silently at the students who were arguing below.

In the golden desert, a tall, hot desert elf cheered for a glorious victory under the support of an army composed of humans, half-elves, sun elves and harpies.

In the deep and dark forest, a tiger sage in a scholar's robe also looked at the noisy council with some helplessness. After glancing at the direction of the north, he ignored it and gently knocked the bell beside him with a hammer.

Just when the legend, a few high-level spellcasters and special beings chose to ignore this somewhat strange breath.

Roland, who was in the apocalypse, also raised his head slightly and frowned at the Northland.

Most of the others who sensed the existence of this breath did not notice any problems, but Roland, who had rich experience, still keenly noticed the weirdness hidden under this breath.

A false god was born?

Isn't it only 65 years? Moreover, wasn't the first false god created by the Tower of Truth first? Why was it so much earlier, and in the Northland?

Moreover, this seems to be a false god born after the extraordinary person chose to ascend to the gods.

No, before the birth of the first artificial false god, no one knew how to use the power of faith to ascend to the gods.

Moreover, as long as the extraordinary person who knew the truth about the false god, even if he died, would never choose to ascend to the gods.

What is the situation in the Northland?

Roland was a little confused, but he was not very worried about the situation in the Northland. A false god, a fool who cut off his own future, was not a real legend, so there was nothing to worry about.

Although the pseudo-god has some abilities of the legend, he is naturally bound by the power of faith when he ascends to the godhood using the power of faith.

First of all, he can no longer use magic power, and can only use the power of faith to fuse the divine power born from the elements. The capacity of divine power is not only affected by the quality and number of believers, but also by himself, just like other legends.

Once the power of faith is consumed, the pseudo-god cannot recover any divine power. At the same time, even if there is the power of faith, if the pseudo-god consumes all the energy, it cannot synthesize new divine power.

In addition, the pseudo-god who ascends to the godhood, the body, soul and five legendary elements are basically distorted, and the upper limit of energy is not even as good as that of the legend, let alone the legend.

Therefore, the actual combat power of the pseudo-god is very humorous. Although it seems to be very strong, it can be regarded as the most watery legend when it really fights.

When the power of faith is sufficient, the pseudo-god can still bully one or two high-level extraordinary people, but if it encounters multiple high-level extraordinary people, there is a high probability of overturning.

As for when the power of faith is insufficient, the false god may not even be able to defeat an ordinary soldier, and even without anyone's help, the false god will die on its own due to insufficient power of faith.

With the strength of the committee in the north, it is not a big problem to kill a newly promoted false god.

The false god is not as good as Eleanor, a pseudo legend who is promoted by sacrifice. In terms of combat power, Eleanor can easily kill the false god. In terms of future, Eleanor can slowly make up for the legendary elements that were lacking before, become a complete legend again, and continue to become stronger, but the upper limit of the false god has been locked.

In addition, the false god is also a source of pollution walking in the material world, which will corrode and assimilate all living beings that approach it.

If the evolution and sublimation brought by ordinary legends, even if affected by legends, life forms can normally embark on the extraordinary path to find their own legendary path.

Then the false god will only bring about the erosion of faith that cuts off all hope and future. Once completely eroded, there is no need to think about the sublimation of the body and soul. Just like the green-skinned orcs, they have completely lost hope.

Generally speaking, ordinary life forms will subconsciously stay away from the area where the false god is before being captured and affected, and the middle and high-level extraordinary people and legends are completely hostile to the false god. Basically, as long as they look at each other face to face, they will be extremely disgusted and will never stop fighting.

The most important point is that the personality of the extraordinary people who become false gods will change greatly. Although the appearance is still the same extraordinary person before, the person is actually dead. Before and after ascending to the godhood, they can be said to be two completely different individuals.

Moreover, it is not easy to become a false god. At least you have to be a high-level extraordinary person to be qualified to ascend to the godhood, but becoming a false god is not as good as being a high-level extraordinary person. High-level extraordinary people still have room for improvement.

Therefore, any high-level extraordinary person with a normal mind will not choose to ascend to the godhood. Even if their lives are exhausted, they would rather reincarnate as a lich than choose to commit suicide and become a false god that is hostile to all intelligent life forms in the world.

Roland recalled the characters with names and surnames in his memory, wondering who would be the extraordinary person who ascended to godhood.

The famous and famous transcendents in the North are basically transcendents from the three civil war factions, and most of the beliefs in the North are worship of the royal family. Combined with the power of faith required for ascension to the gods, the one who ascended to the gods in the North should be a member of the royal family of the Northern Kingdom.

The eldest prince of the orc faction is powerful and is one of the few high-level transcendents in the North. He is one of the legitimate heirs of the Northern Kingdom. He is relatively more powerful and is the well-deserved protagonist of the North. His probability is very high.

The seventh prince of the half-orc faction is also good. Although he is younger, he has inherited the advantages of orcs and humans and is remarkable in all aspects. He is the strongest in political and economic means in the Northern Kingdom and has won over many northern tribes.

The third prince of the human faction is actually okay. Although his overall strength is the weakest among the three civil war factions, as a human, he is naturally more attractive to northern humans than the other two factions, and his talent is not bad. He is also a high-level transcendent.

Well...it could also be the fourth prince who suddenly appeared in Winter City. Although according to the intelligence, he seems to be only a mid-level extraordinary person, he dared to jump out to compete for the throne. Maybe he hid his true strength. In fact, he is also a high-level extraordinary person?

And from the news from the shadow dancers who searched for intelligence in the palace through the communication device, Roland heard a name he had never heard of.

No? Grom? Who is this?

Orc priest? ! Huh? Are there any famous orc priests in the North?

No, who is this god?

Faced with this name he had never heard of, Roland searched through his memory and couldn't find who he was.

Forget it, don't think about it, it's just a false god anyway, anyway, Tula still carries a space anchor point with him, if the army sent by the committee to the north can't beat the false god, Roland can teleport there immediately,

He sensed the [spirituality] that had been shaped in his body, he had now completed the construction of the two legendary elements [spark] and [spirituality], nodded slightly, he was now considered an eight-ring spellcaster.

As an eight-ring spellcaster, even in a one-on-one duel, Roland with bare hands is sure to kill a false god.

However, Tula's advancement on the front line is also very smooth, and no news has been sent. With the strength of the committee in the north, it should be able to win.

Roland shook his head and put his energy back into his daily government work.

On March 5, Tula commanded the army to advance towards Winter City and came to an open space a thousand meters away from Winter City.

Two days ago, after the committee army slaughtered the last batch of green orcs that blocked their way, the committee army has not encountered a green orc since then.

Through the reconnaissance team, Tula discovered that the green orcs near Winter City were actively gathering to Winter City.

Therefore, after knowing that the green orcs began to gather in Winter City, and receiving the message from Shadow Dancer and Roland's reminder, Tula asked the entire army to be on alert after approaching Winter City, and to advance towards Winter City with great vigilance in a defensive posture.

After the committee army advanced another 100 meters, the tightly closed gates of Winter City suddenly opened, and countless crazy green orcs ran out frantically.

Some relatively thin green orcs were pushed to the ground during the push and pull, and then directly trampled to death by countless green orcs.

After trampling to death countless green orcs, the dense and endless green orcs filled the field of vision.

However, unlike the irrational and crazy orcs in the North, these green-skinned orcs were still crazy and stupid, but they did not rush up, but waited 500 meters away from the committee.

Although there were many green-skinned orcs in front of them, for the committee army that had experienced the crazy attacks of the green tide during the heyday of Donnar, the number of green-skinned orcs in front of them was not large.

If they were thrown into the bloody battlefield of the Northern Wall, these green-skinned orcs could only attack the Northern Wall for an hour at best, and then they would all die.

Therefore, facing the huge number of green-skinned orcs, the committee army had no fear at all.

The local soldiers of the committee were not afraid, let alone Tula. She passed the green-skinned orcs in front of her and looked directly at Winter City.

In her keen perception, a terrifying and disgusting strong breath was lurking in Winter City.

When both sides stood in place and confronted for less than a minute, an unconcealed force emerged from Winter City.

A dazzling sacred light shot out from Winter City, illuminating the entire area. Then, a huge figure slowly rose, and a sacred and great aura filled the surroundings.

As this aura spread, the crazy and foolish green orcs calmed down one by one, and their crazy faces gradually became gentle and relaxed.

Under the erosion of divine power, the green orcs turned neatly, knelt down towards the huge figure of Winter City, and whispered noisy prayers.

The green orcs didn't care that they were crowded together. When they knelt down, one by one, the green orcs stepped directly on the bodies of other orcs, and countless dark green flesh and blood splashed out.

The more pious the green orcs were, the more weird everything in front of them felt.

After the green orcs prayed, the sacred aura also surged towards the committee.

But it was useless. Tula, who had been prepared, had been maintaining the battle formation of the committee legion. The legion soldiers formed small military formations in teams of ten, and then connected the small military formations one by one to form a large military formation covering the entire army.

The large military formation connected the soldiers of the committee one by one, fighting against the erosion and assimilation of the divine power.

When the sacred breath surged, a large and complex military formation also emerged, blocking the sacred breath outside. At the same time, in the Winter City, a powerful space wave emerged.

Under the surprised gaze of the orc priest, the space wave swept across the Elf Embassy whose shield he had just broken, including the citizens and all the elves inside. The entire Elf Embassy disappeared in his eyes.

And at the moment when the orc priest cloned, Tula also activated the induction coordinates in his hand.

In a high altitude in the north, the Jackdaw was floating calmly above the clouds. In the command room, the captain of the Jackdaw opened his eyes, and the built-in core had automatically locked the induction activated by Tula.

"The tactical induction coordinates have been captured."

"The induction is on, the front is clear, and the jump is requested.

Looking at the message popping up on the screen in front of him and the sound ringing in his ears, the captain spoke.

"Jumping is allowed. "

As the captain's voice fell, the Jackdaw, which had already prepared for the jump, started quickly.

The Jackdaw, which was stagnant in the clouds, started to move, slowly moved towards the north, and began to accelerate.

At the same time, a voice spread throughout the Jackdaw.

"Attention everyone, the jump will be carried out in ten seconds, please be prepared to resist the impact. "

Hearing this voice, the members of the Jackdaw also stopped their actions, quickly took their positions according to the previous exercises, and prepared.

"Ten, nine, eight... three, two "start jumping."

As the voice fell, a magic circle covering the entire chassis appeared under the accelerated Jackdaw, and then the huge Jackdaw turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the induced coordinates at an astonishing speed.

Less than a minute after Tula activated the induced coordinates, the Jackdaw arrived at the battlefield at a speed that almost no one could see clearly. As if in the blink of an eye, the huge Jackdaw had appeared out of thin air above the committee army.

"The jump is over."

"The shield core has been activated."

"The hostile entity target has been confirmed: the false god Grom."

In the command room of the Jackdaw, the cold voice of the Jackdaw's built-in core sounded, and a large amount of information quickly appeared on the screen.

At the same time, deep in the Jackdaw, the large shield core devoured a huge amount of energy, the built-in magic array was activated, and it was strengthened and amplified by an external strange device.

A huge elemental shield quickly wrapped the entire Jackdaw.

"The space anchor has been activated and started throwing. The current standard space stability: 15."

"Confirming the main gun, confirmed, all replaced with water element arrays."

"The firing permission has been authorized, and proofreading has begun."

As the Jackdaw was equipped for combat, the energy system built mainly by the Tears of the Moon Goddess began to work, and the surging magic power quickly flowed into various parts of the Jackdaw through the energy system.

Inside the Jackdaw, an illusory space anchor was formed, blocking and fixing the space of the entire battlefield.

Afterwards, the Jackdaw opened the main gun port, and a huge amount of water element magic power emerged from the gun port.