The Truth of Magic

Chapter 437: New President Zhong Xia

"Dead, dead, all dead."

A poet with a withered face and disheveled hair sat there, staring blankly at the scorched earth in front of him, as if he was the corpse that fell on the ground.

Just less than a hundred meters away from him, a tall, slender-armed Soul Prisoner like an alien was rummaging through the corpses, trying to find one or two living people to suck their souls from.

At this time, it seemed to hear the cry of a living person, its body did not move, and it directly turned its head 90 degrees and turned around. Looking at the poet's muttering, it smiled cruelly like a slashed mouth.

With a flick of a finger, it swooped and headed towards its latest food.

"Boom."

But with a merciless and cold sound, the soul-prisoner was like a long-distance mobilizer who failed in the long jump, and just fell down in front of the soul-destroyed poet, motionless.

"Master Klay, you have restrained a Soul Prisoner just by relying on the 'Dead Soul Immobilization Technique' of the third ring. You really deserve your reputation." At this time, a middle-aged mage figure slowly emerged, but But he complimented the old mage Clay who was walking ahead.

"Grandpa Clay was originally a master who specialized in necromancy, and this kind of method is simply achievable." At this time, the hot woman beside Master Clay echoed.

"I was excited." The middle-aged mage nodded and smiled.

At this time, there were dozens of mages behind them. They all came from the capital of the Northern Alliance early in the morning using teleportation.

At the dawn of last night, the restrictions on teleportation were completely lifted.

At this time, around the crater, new figures appeared one after another.

Compared with the early hours of last night, these people who appeared this time are undoubtedly not big figures in the Northern Alliance or even the entire north of the Ice Mountain Range.

Just the power of the temple, the middle-aged mage glanced lightly, and there were no less than ten around the crater.

The alliance's city guards even formally moved in, constantly confining the corpses and wreckage that fell on the ground.

"Anze, can you see what happened here last night?" Suddenly Master Clay asked.

When asked this question, Anze, who stood at the end, showed a look of shame, and said awkwardly: "Master Clay, I'm sorry that I only saw the trace of the fireball technique, and I couldn't see the rest."

Immediately, the other mages around couldn't help laughing.

After Anze finished speaking, he immediately recovered his composure.

In fact, among the dozen or so people present, only he and Fleur, the illegitimate daughter of the alliance leader Tang De, were the ones who jumped in.

The other party was able to enter this investigation team and follow the Archmage Clay who vaguely dominated the entire Northern Alliance Mage Association because of his family background.

As for his Anze, he benefited from the player Zhong Xia who killed everyone last night.

That's why he, who is also a player, can follow along and provide knowledge and suggestions for players.

"Moon, what do you think?" Master Clay greeted another church archbishop with the same gray hair passing by, and then continued to ask the middle-aged mage beside him.

The middle-aged mage Mu En thought for a while, "Looking at the dead adventurers all over the place, it seems that they were all killed directly with instant death spells. I guess it might be the six-ring spell of the death circle."

Immediately, the mages behind couldn't help whispering, "Impossible, how can the death circle have such efficiency and power."

"Yes, you must know that the single finger of death requires seven rings, and the strength of the death circle of six rings can be imagined."

No wonder these young mages questioned.

Because the death circle is a spell that kills a certain amount of life dice, which is equivalent to a certain level of living creatures.

Each caster level can kill creatures with 1-4 HD (Hit Dice).

Generally, when you can cast this spell at level 11, you can kill the lives of a total of 27 levels (27HD total) at one time on average.

Change to a team with an average level of 3, only 9 people.

Power may not be as good as fireball.

"That's right, it was caused by the 'Death Circle'." However, Master Clay concluded with a coffin.

"How did you do it?" Fleur couldn't help being surprised at the moment.

Compared with the hot outfit she wore when I met Zhao Xu last time, this time she was dressed in a much more conservative outfit, and she was even more tightly covered when she came to explore this time.

"I also have such a scroll in my hand, but no matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem to have such power."

Fleur looked at the huge crater smashed out by the Palace of Eldraine at this time. At this time, the ground was densely covered with dead bodies, and they were all divided into circles.

"That's because the scroll in your hand was made by a level 11 mage. But the spell released by the other party was made by a level 27 mage." Mage Clay smiled kindly.

"But Master Clay, this number is not right. The power of this spell is capped at level 20, so after reaching level 20, it can kill 20-80 (20D4) Hit Dice at one time, which is the sum of this level. biology."

It was a young mage who asked the question, his face was full of confidence, "But look at the corpses that have not had time to move around. From the level of equipment and clothing, I estimate that they are probably level 3 adventurers. In this way, forty or fifty people have at least 150 HD or more killing power, which is almost twice as bad as the level 20 50 Hit Dice killing expectation."

However, Mage Clay did not cast an appreciative glance, but simply explained, "Because the opponent's spells are stacked with the legendary feat 'Spell Miracles', it directly doubles the effect of these variable spells, so just It has soared from the upper limit of 80 to a full 160HD of killing power."

As soon as this remark came out, the mages behind couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It turned out to be a legendary specialty spell miraculous effect!

They have heard that the prerequisites for this feat are "magic power" and "magic power", and they have to reach level 27 caster level to learn this feat.

"Is this really an artifact?"

It is not uncommon for them to use a six-ring spell with a staff, and they even come into contact with this kind of staff.

It's just that the spell is actually superimposed with the legendary feat with twice the power, which is completely unreasonable.

"No, there is no aura of a divine weapon here, the opponent is just using a magic wand." Master Clay concluded, "Young people nowadays are really willing to do so. I am afraid that the energy of the wand will be consumed after such a killing by the opponent. Gotta clean it up."

As he spoke, Master Clay couldn't help taking off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth.

"Grandpa Clay, it's not enough." Fleur couldn't help stretching out her hand, and tapped the number of circles of various spells lying on the ground.

The middle-aged mage looked at Fu Lei kindly, and explained: "Do you think about where the soul prisoner in front of us came from?"

As he spoke, he waved his finger and pointed to the crater in the distance.

A total of more than a dozen Soul Prisoners were wandering around at this time, and many powerful forces also cleaned up these undead creatures in a somewhat unusual number in the process of searching the battlefield.

"Can't normal necromancy be summoned?"

Although Fleur is not a mage, she has brought a lot of magic items, so she can't figure it out at the moment.

"It's the high level of the eighth ring that awakens the undead." The young man in the back row said with a bright smile.

"That's a big deal."

Even with Tang De's back, Fu Lei, who possesses enormous wealth, couldn't help feeling emotional at this moment.

She stood up and turned around in a circle like this, as if she wanted to take all the scene in front of her into her mind.

"So this is the reason why that Zhong Xia player was besieged by thousands of adventurers, but in the end he was able to fight back and kill most of them and successfully broke through?" Anze suddenly said this at the end.

"That's right." The old mage Clay concluded, "Young people are awesome, and the magic items they bring are even more terrifying."

"Old man, I am reluctant to spend millions of gold coins just to show a killing performance."

These mages also silently followed the old man and looked ahead, the crater that they hadn't entered yet exuded a strange smell and was full of scars.

This large meteorite crater is now filled with countless corpses, most of which are messy and bloody.

Like a mass grave. "

Falling Star Town.

Town gate guard office.

A dozen or so fully-equipped warriors stood on the sentry post, and they were still wearing the kind of mithril acceleration armor that would make outsiders extremely envious.

At this time, because of the sudden ascension of Ai Zhuo's Palace, the entire Northern Alliance was alarmed. Countless strong men rushed to the place where the meteorite fell to investigate.

At this time, because the city gate of Falling Star Town had to escort the refined mithril, its guard strength was not bad, and it was even more serious in this special season today.

At this time, a mage wearing a star-studded cloak walked to the gate of the city. If someone strong watched him, he could even feel the faint aura of death on his body.

The mage didn't stop, and directly took out a letter of introduction and handed it over.

The guard inspecting the letter, after removing the red mud seal on it, glanced contemptuously at the other party, thinking that the mysterious letter would take so much trouble.

"This is the branch of the Northern Alliance Mage Association, and we are now dispatching the third-ring mage Zhong Xia to Renxingxing Town—"

The guard suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, "You, you are?"

"What's wrong?" The team leader who inspected the package came over and was about to see what was going on.

It was only when he glanced at the plain text on the letter of faith that his face changed drastically in an instant.

"Zhong Xia, a mage."

Zhao Xu showed a warm smile and introduced himself as he watched the guards in front of him.