Templar Sun King

In an instant, a lot of information flooded Isabella's mind, including information from the complicated laws of the multiverse, as well as the gratitude, joy, and respect of the mages who were in despair.

Although the double tide of elements and energy lasted only eight days, it was no less than a catastrophe to the mages in the area that was not covered by the magic net until today.

What is magic?

Anyone who has heard of the reputation of magic knows that magic can control the four elements and two major energies. By chanting a spell and waving a magic wand, it can create a torrent of elements and annihilate the target.

Ground thorns, vines, waves, ice edges, wind blades, lightning, flames, light mist, and curses are all part of the power of mages.

Of course, there is also the desperate and frightening natural disaster spell that can wipe a small city off the face of the earth!

Although there are priests who are also casters to fight against each other, and there are powerful professional knights, warriors, and archers outside to counteract and restrict, but it has to be said that the profession of mage has been maintained for thousands of years with its relatively rare number and powerful strength. With a high and detached social status, they hold a lot of wealth and power.

For priests, extreme mages ridicule them as "parasites of the gods" and "slaves of the gods"; for power-based occupations, "barbaric", "rude", and "even the head is covered with muscles" are the most common labels.

No matter when, mage is always one of the most longed-for and ideal professions for young people full of dreams.

If one had to find a point of dissatisfaction, it was probably because mages had too high requirements for talents, excluding most people.

However, it must be admitted that since the two wizards, Colin and Morgan, created the age of magic, behind the respect and enjoyment of the benefits and status of the wizards, there are countless envy, jealousy, and hatred hidden in the dark .

If mages still possess extraordinary elemental energy, they can calmly fill in the jealousy of others to satisfy their vanity, continue to enjoy that blissful sense of superiority, or simply ignore it and dismiss it.

But if one day the mages lose their strength and fall from the clouds to dust and become worthless mud, the acid of jealousy that has been worthless to mages for thousands of years will immediately explode into an abyss of destruction, choosing people and devouring them .

Gryon, who hid in the secret room and relied on the last two magic crystals to maintain the operation of the magic circle, was just an insignificant microcosm of other professionals and forces' counterattack against the mage.

Gryon huddled himself in a corner of the secret room with a dejected expression, blood was still flowing from his forehead, blurring his eyes.

The embarrassed mage wiped the wound on his forehead with an extremely complicated expression.

Ever since he was appointed as the lord of Gray Eagle City in the Slaughtering Kingdom, no, it should be said that he has never been so embarrassed since he became the golden archmage of the Frost faction.

It wasn't any golden sword master who inflicted a wound on his forehead, but a bronze guard of the city lord's mansion who he wouldn't even give alms to.

This was the funniest joke in the world eight days ago. Which bronze warrior dared to attack a golden magician? Rip it to shreds!

However, after Merika came to the foreign continent, the joke became a fact, and it happened to him.

At first Gryon could pretend nothing happened, but soon things were exposed.

The magic failure is obviously not a special case, the mages in the killing kingdom and even the whole world are facing the same problem.

The mages lost their power and couldn't release their spells. The explosive news of magic failure spread even before Merica had completely landed on the foreign continent.

Black Iron and Bronze mages immediately lost all their spellcasting abilities, and couldn't even cast even the most basic spells.

Except for the mental power that is higher than ordinary people and the magic power that the body is nullified, there is no difference between ordinary people.

The silver mage dropped two ranks, falling to the lowest rank of black iron as a professional.

As for the golden archer, Gerry once again resolutely sensed the pitifully small and uncontrollable water element floating in the air, and his strength barely maintained at the bronze level.

The Bronze rank is not enough for a Gryon who is prone to silver spells such as Winter Ice Ring, Blizzard and other natural disaster spells such as extreme cold.

You must know that none of the deputy city lord and former subordinates who are staring at him outside are weaker than Baiyin, and the leader is a golden sword master who has developed an alienation ability.

Once the magic circle outside the secret room is breached, what awaits him will be an unprecedented disaster.

"Lizman, the position of the city lord is already yours!"

Seeing the weaker and weaker magic aura on the magic circle, Gryon hurriedly embedded one of the magic crystals in it.

This action, which was once easy for him, became very difficult after the magic failed. His brain was impacted by the power of the magic circle itself, as if someone had hit his temple twice with a hammer, and it hurt again. It hurt again, and I almost passed out.

"You're joking, my lord. The church's latest order has come down. It is forbidden for any forces in the Killing Kingdom to commit atrocities against mages. I'm here to pick you up."

ha! If it weren't for the terrible pain in his head, he had to lean against the corner of the wall so that he wouldn't collapse on the ground, Gryon almost laughed out loud.

He knew the order of the church, and he knew it when he hid in the secret room to survive.

But how can the large-scale and large-scale counterattack against mages be stopped by a simple order from the church.

The once lofty and admirable mage fell down from the altar overnight, and asked himself, Gryon would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Which mage doesn't have enviable wealth?

Gold coin jewelry, magic crystals, magic props, spell scrolls...

Although many magic props and spell scrolls have begun to fail, they certainly don't care about them.

Just tearing up the spell books that mages regard as treasures, breaking wands, and scraping away wealth is enough for them to vent the pressure and shadow from the mage profession for thousands of years.

What's more, you can also trample noble mages under your feet, and appreciate their powerless struggles and cries of pain and despair. Anyone can get incomparable satisfaction and pleasure from this huge contrast.

Of course, these are still lucky. The real unlucky and terrifying thing is that it fell into the hands of the former enemies. Humiliation, whipping and even owl capital can be regarded as mild, but waterboarding, stick punishment, stoning, sawing punishment and other torture methods really explain what is meant. Horrible and bloody.

Now the mage's encounter is like a dam broken by a flood. Even if the church has the intention to protect it, it will not be able to suppress the sudden outbreak of conflicts in a short time.

Even... even the church itself was secretly involved in this mage disaster that swept the entire world.

Gryon was able to be appointed as the lord of the city in a theocratic country. What he relied on was nothing more than his status as a golden archmage.

Now that he has lost his former glory, strength and value, how can the Church of the Slaughter God care about him.

There was a chuckle from outside the secret room, very much like the confident laughter of a hunter after seeing the prey struggling feebly in the trap.

boom! A sword slashed heavily on the secret room, and the magic aura of the magic circle presided over by a magician above silver was like a candle in the wind, shaking violently and crumbling.

"Lizman, I thought we had no enmity."

Gryon insisted on inserting the last magic crystal into it, calculated how long it would last to keep the magic circle running, and there were still about ten minutes left. He tried his best to speak in a free and easy tone, maintaining the last bit of dignity.

"My lord, we naturally have no enmity. The real enmity is on your index finger, you can't keep that wealth." Outside the secret room, a burly man licked his lips, "A space ring, in exchange for one year How about your blessing?"

Gryon looked at the space ring on his index finger. The wealth in it could buy half of Greyhawk City, but now it can only buy him a one-year blessing, and it's still not countable.

"Put away your stupid thoughts." Gryon cursed angrily, secretly deciding in his heart to end his life with an ice edge the moment the magic circle was breached.

This is probably the most decent way of death he can get now.

Time passed little by little, the aura of the spell was getting dimmer, and the footsteps of the god of death were getting closer and closer.

boom! The aura of the spell was finally extinguished, and Gryon could even hear the cruel and triumphant laughter from the throats of the men outside.

Two swords, as long as two swords, the secret room will be shattered under the attack of a golden sword master.

Just when Gryon closed his eyes and was about to cast the long-prepared spell on his head, a strange wave swept past him.

Breath of magic!

This is the breath of magic!

Gryon opened his eyes, ignoring the secret room where a crack had already appeared, and used his remaining energy to feel the magical aura with all his strength.

"Magic net!"

"The magic net is a large-scale arcane magic network platform provided by the mysterious lady to multiverse spellcasters. The ownership and management rights belong to the mysterious lady..."

""Multiverse Magic Network Usage Agreement", hereinafter referred to as the "Agreement", the final interpretation of this agreement belongs to the mysterious lady within the scope permitted by the laws of the multiverse..."

"Magic net users (hereinafter referred to as 'arcanists') should understand the entire content of this agreement, and can download the pre-arranged arcane [Arcane Seed] and [Arcane Fire] after recognizing and agreeing to all the terms of this agreement, to complete the transition."

About the Arcanist...

About Arcane...

"Magic Web! Arcane! Arcanist!"

Gryon covered his face and laughed and sat on the ground leaning against the corner of the wall. Let alone a "Multiverse Magic Network Usage Agreement" that roughly followed the principle of equivalent exchange, he was willing to pay the price of his soul in exchange for normal spellcasting ability. .

After losing his magic ability and experiencing the hardships involved, he would not hesitate to pay any price for power, including life and soul.

I have carefully read and agree to the above agreement!

Download Arcane********Arcane Fire!

"Ignite the Austrian Fire, and become an Arcanist!"

"Detecting the Arcanist's spiritual talent...magic talent...professional level...comprehensive judgment...final spellcasting talent: standard!"

"Arcanist spell casting template generation..."

"It seems that our Lord City Lord is crazy!"

After breaking through the magic circle and the secret room, what the men saw was the embarrassed mage huddled in the corner, trembling with laughter.

"it's a pity."

The once glorious golden archmage was driven crazy like this.

The man put away his long sword and reached out to grab the mage.

With the strength of his golden sword master, let alone a bronze mage who has no resistance, even a silver warrior may not be able to escape.

"Haha..." Gryon looked up at the golden sword master who was captured by him, laughed and stretched out a finger towards him, he couldn't breathe from laughing.

"The city owner seems to be really crazy!"

"If he had committed suicide just now, he might have died more happily, but now..."

The deputy city lord will definitely make him unable to live and die, perhaps after suffering the most terrifying torture and punishment in the world, he will give him a merciful death.

The subordinates who once belonged to the city lord of Gray Eagle City watched from afar and discussed with each other.

"Scorching Flame Waterfall!"

Bear! A total of six flame waterfalls descended with a bang, drowning the man who was caught off guard.

Garden of Eden.

"How do you feel?" Isabella opened her eyes and saw Adam's face close at hand.

"Huh..." Isabella exhaled with a complicated expression.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "It's not bad. From today on, the magic net is the basis and method for multiverse arcanists to cast spells."

The power from the four elemental planes makes the magic net stronger and more mysterious, and the magic system becomes more perfect. The information on the laws of the multiverse makes Isabella's knowledge in the magic field deeper, paving the way for the future to ignite the magic fire to obtain the magic field.

"Adam, fortunately you protected the principality's mages immediately after the arrival of the New World, otherwise..."

Isabella said and pointed to her head. The moment the magic net merged into the three new continents just now, she felt the fate of many mages on Mirika. .

More often than not, they were murdered on the first day after their magic failed.

The disaster was so bloody that when the latest batch of American arcanists poured into the magic net, Isabella received the power of faith, and there were quite a few of them.

"That's a good thing." Adam said with a smile, "But you can't directly absorb the power of faith without divine fire, but you can mix them with your magic knowledge to extract divinity."

Magic divinity!

***

Duray, a traditional heavy city in France, is also known as Lyon in the north.

After the Jiaoyan Dynasty and the Celtics tore apart the territory of France, the Church of Dawn had to shrink its power to the south and became the temporary capital of France.

Of course, now, it has been taken over by the Griffin Empire, and the Celtic army and the priests of the temple are stationed in the city.

Still, whenever night fell, there was some fighting in the city, from the revenge assassination of the Celts by Frans diehards.

A piece of land has been managed by a church for thousands of years, which is enough to make a certain belief deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not to mention the Church of Dawn, which is known for its strict ideological control.

In this land, they have never lacked loyalists, even after the fall of Dawn and the Lord of Order.

God's death, let them become more fearless and face death.

Trading death for death is a victory worth cheering for them.

"It seems that you are not ready to say?"

In the dark underground chamber of Durui City Lord's Mansion, there were only two rows of torches dancing with light and shade, which was eerie and eerie. Silga folded his arms and looked down at the golden swordsman sent here by Galen.

"The lackey of the Sun God, I curse one day..." His last words were kicked back by the descendant of Carter.

Galen said to the shady middle-aged man beside him with embarrassment: "Your Excellency Sergey, he has a very strict mouth, and he is unwilling to reveal the hiding places of those rats no matter what."

After the fall of the Lord of Dawn and Order and the defeat of Frans, this descendant of Carter broke through the shackles under the agitation, successfully promoted to the legendary rank, and became another legendary professional in the Griffin Empire.

After many years, the blood of the Frans royal family once again set foot on the land of the capital of France, as the winner.

Sergey sighed, and looked at the former deputy head of the Radiant Knights with pity: "It was you who didn't seize the opportunity."

Sinners have the unique alienation ability, eternal punishment in hell!

"ah"

Galen only saw this man, who was rumored to be the founder of the Holy Inquisition, glance at the deputy head on the ground, and the latter immediately let out a miserable scream.

But the screams stopped abruptly just as they rushed out of the opponent's throat, and the duration didn't even last a second.

The golden swordsman who was bound by five flowers rolled his eyes, his face was contorted, his veins were bulging, his limbs were twitching, and he was sweating profusely, as if he was enduring the most terrible pain in the world.

And all this, just because Sergei glanced at the other party!

What a terrifying ability this is!

Later, Galen realized that this should be Sergey's alienation ability, and it was spiritual, but it didn't affect Sergey's strong impression in his heart at all.

I don't know how long he can hold on. As soon as this question arose in Galen's mind, he saw the poor golden sword master's body go limp, collapsed on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and he gasped heavily, like a dead fish.

"Mersoride Manor in the outer city of Durui, where the remnants of the Church of Dawn are hidden."

This...is this the question?

Galen was stunned, and couldn't believe his eyes. The problem they hadn't been able to solve for two whole days was solved with just one look from His Excellency Sergey!

"Tonight you lead the army and wipe them all out."

"Yes!" Galen memorized the address, turned around and left.

"etc."

Galen looked at Sergey suspiciously: "Your Excellency Sergey, do you have any other orders?"

Sergey went to the table, sat down, picked up a pen and wrote quickly.

About ten minutes later, Sergey rolled up the parchment and threw it to Galen: "This is part of the systematic method of the Church of Dawn to train the alienation ability of the holy sword strike. I heard that it has something in common with your victory gun ,take it."

Galen held the parchment in his hand, and was so overwhelmed by the sudden ecstasy that he couldn't speak for a long time, even leaving the secret room lightly.

When the door of the secret room was closed, Sergey frowned and shouted softly at the empty corner: "Come out!"

"Interesting alienation ability." A dark and ugly poisonous snake crawled out from the shadows in the corner, hissing with its tongue out, "No wonder you were appointed as the head of the Holy Inquisition."

"His Mammon, you have been chasing after me since I left Tiantang Mountain, and even split your will to become here. Aren't you afraid of my lord's divine brilliance?"

"Don't be so resistant, Sergey. I've heard of your name." The poisonous snake wandered along the dancing shadows in the secret room.

Sergey sneered: "Then you should know that this is the territory of the Holy Griffin Empire. If people from other forces see it, I am afraid that there will be a misunderstanding that Heavenly Mountain and the Greedy Demon God are joining forces."

"No, it won't, never will." The poisonous snake crawled up the table, "because no one knows you exist."

Sergey's face darkened all of a sudden, and he looked at the poisonous snake warily.

"Although I am not a god in charge of fear, I can still feel other people's awe, or fear, of you."

"for example?"

The greedy demon snake coiled in front of Sergey, uttering a greasy voice: "For example, the legendary sword master just now."

"Let me see, you help the church deal with those dirty things in the dark, but no one knows your achievements. Even if they know, they still fear you and regard you as a scourge."

The poisonous snake raised its head high, looked at Sergey at the same level, and concluded: "Your efforts in obscurity have not been rewarded."

"You are a powerful swordsman at the pinnacle of legend, glory and power are what you should enjoy, not here, a dark basement that even mice don't want to visit."

The poisonous snake rushed in front of Sergey, and its tongue almost touched the latter's nose: "You deserve better."

"Don't bother, it's my honor to contribute to my lord." Sergey pursed his lips and said.

"Payment? Consecration? Glory? Ha, these are all lies! Andrew, the god of knights! Simon, the angel of judgment! Teresa, an overview of the affairs of the church, just like the sun... The spokesperson of the Lord God of heaven in the world, the pope! Gallon , in charge of the imperial power! What about you?"

The poisonous snake slowed down, and said earnestly: "And I also heard that the Holy Church is working hard to spread the achievements of Teresa and Garon in the Holy Griffin Empire and increase their prestige. You should know the intention of the Holy Church?"

"Collect beliefs." The man's deep and difficult voice echoed in the secret room.

"That's right, now is to collect beliefs, and the next step is to ignite the fire. In terms of strength, you are no worse than Teresa and Gallon; in terms of status, the head of the Inquisition is no less than the Minister of War. Is it because you are walking in the dark?" , so you are doomed to be just a mortal forever?"

The tall, thin middle-aged man was silent.

"I can help you." The poisonous snake looked at him with pity, and the bewitching aura unique to the greedy demon god spread in the dark secret room, "I heard that there is a golden apple tree in the Garden of Eden." (To be continued...)