The Wizard World

Angelet smiled, but didn't answer. "Little Rilla, can you please go and pick some berries for us? It's the second berry bush, and I see some ripe ones again."

Fu Ruila pouted and reluctantly got out of the carriage.

Angelet didn't speak again until the footsteps had gone away.

"I don't want the little guy to know too much about the strength of the church in this area. So I temporarily dismissed her. Now, I want to ask, with Cynthia's strength, who hurt him to that extent?"

Hailia glanced at her companions, and Cynthia was lowering her head and clenching her fists. "Next time, next time, I will definitely kill him!! And I will never need you to save me!" He raised his head and glared at Hylia.

The latter opened his mouth innocently, not knowing what to say.

"Oh? It was Hailia who saved you?" Angelet was taken aback, and his eyes fell on the decadent mercenary who was at a loss.

Cynthia curled her lips: "This guy used to be now." He fell silent and didn't say anything more.

"At that time, I just felt dizzy, so I rushed up, and when I woke up, I had already run a long way with you in my arms." Hylia scratched her head innocently. "As for the weird-looking paladin, it's gone too."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became extremely strange.

********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Like a mirror, there are hollow embossed patterns everywhere on both sides, and bright sunlight shoots in from the hollow, illuminating the entire hall extremely brightly.

On the left and right sides of the palace, stood in a row. On the left were generals in silver and gold-rimmed armor, and on the right were priests in gold-rimmed black robes.

The bright sunlight reflected on these gorgeous robes and armor, giving off a faint golden halo.

"Where did we go?" A thin old man sitting on the highest seat in the hall asked in a low voice.

"About the scattered wizards in the Eastern Territory that need to be cleaned up." A black-robed priest on the right stood up and answered loudly.

"There will be no problem if Thunder Beard enters the past!" Zhongyi, the general opposite, came out and said loudly.

"Didn't Lei Xu go to the south? The trial of Doom Yaoping is not over yet, and he won't be back for a while?" A sneer appeared on the corner of the priest's mouth. "If the Eastern Conference can't be cleaned up for the time being, I will be selected by a better recommendation."

"The eastern side is the inherent territory of Lei Xuda, and you priests don't need to intervene!" The general responded coldly, and the light reflected from the silver armor and gold trim on his body became more and more glaring, as if his armor was getting stronger and stronger with his mood swings. Fairly bright.

"That's the problem, but you can't let the wizards of the east go?" The black-robed priest put away his smile and said solemnly, "I recommend Bishop Angelina to go to the east to settle the affairs, and we can't let the wizards go to other territories." .”

"Isn't the lesson from the moon disk incident not enough? Bishop Angelila and you are really close. You want to take part in any good thing." Another paladin stood up and sneered.

"If it weren't for your paladins' ineffective interception, we wouldn't have been defeated and retreated in the end. The power of the moon disk couldn't be sealed, and everything is your responsibility!" The priest came out again and scolded.

"It's not that your seal is weak, why can't we stop it?"

"It's you"

The two sides immediately escalated and began to quarrel. The whole hall was chaotic and noisy.

"Well..." The thin old man sitting in the highest position took off the platinum crown on top of his head, rubbed his temples with a face full of headaches. After waiting for a while, the noise below became louder and louder, and several paladins and bishops even showed signs of rolling up their sleeves. Only then did the Pope cough twice.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and all the sounds of entering disappeared in an instant, and an invisible wave forbade the transmission of all sounds.

After a few minutes, both sides realized something was wrong, and returned to their positions one after another, and the sound ban was slowly lifted.

The pope picked up the platinum sapphire cactus placed beside the black throne, and lightly touched the ground.

Snapped!

There was only a crisp knock echoing in the entire hall.

"Okay, everyone, calm down. It just so happens that Knight Commander Thunderbeard has just returned. Let's listen to the latest progress of the trial first." The pope put down the king's sword and said loudly.

Boom! !

The heavy white stone door of the main hall was pushed open, or knocked open.

A tall paladin with gold trim and silver armor walked into the center of the hall with heavy steps. His feet stepped on the thick white wool carpet, and there was actually a faint dull sound of thumping footsteps.

This paladin is two meters tall, with a strong and powerful figure, carrying two silver and black long-handled warhammers on his back, his arms are as thick as the thighs of ordinary warriors, his right hand is holding a pale gold helmet, and his left hand is slowly Pull off the metal gloves.

The strangest thing is his face. There are two long white tentacles on his face, one on the left and one on the right.

Like ordinary adult men, he has a white beard that grows to his chest, and on the left and right sides of the white beard are two white tentacles.

White, thick and round fleshy tentacles. Drag it all the way to the point where it's as long as your beard. The two white tentacles were like beards, shaking as the man walked.

"Thunderbeard, you're back!" The paladins stopped their flags and drums, and saluted respectfully. The black-robed priests on the other side also snorted and looked away.

Lei Xu nodded, took a few steps forward, bent over and knelt on one knee, and the armor hit the ground with a muffled bang.

"I disappoint you. I failed to complete the task of judging Yaoping." His voice was calm and serious, with a hint of old age, obviously not young.

Hearing this, the paladins immediately showed puzzled and astonished expressions. On the other hand, the black-robed priests mostly showed a look of gloating.

The pope frowned.

"what is going on?"

Lei Xu lowered his head and organized his thoughts.

"Misfortune was about to be killed by me, but was disturbed by a guy with a strange bloodline of a wizard, and failed to complete the task immediately. Next, Doom, who should have lost his memory, actually reawakened. Although I tried my best to intercept, But they were still escaped by two people. This is my responsibility."

"Awakening?" The Pope narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, "It's not your fault, the Pyro of Doom itself has a very powerful ability to escape, and it's not your fault that we couldn't stop it. It's just that none of us thought it would be able to escape." wake up"

Lei Xu nodded: "It usually doesn't have any abnormalities, but once it encounters a major stimulus, it will immediately change its form and awaken its previous memories. Therefore, I suggest that it is best to use a more concealed method for trial."

"This matter is still left to you. I will give you all the right to transfer personnel in the south." The Pope nodded. "Go, as the strongest paladin of my church, don't disappoint God's expectations of you. The eyes of God are watching us."

Lei Xu lowered his head: "God's grace is mighty."

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In the cave, a group of old men in tattered black robes sat in the narrow and dark chao damp hall. All scattered on gray stone chairs.

The dim yellow torches on the wall were crackling and burning, emitting a faint yellow light. In the gray-white stone hall, a total of nine veterans sat silently in their respective positions, each holding a piece of black leather paper, reading carefully. Information recorded above. As time goes by, the more you look at the back, the more ugly the faces of these veterans are, and some bony arms start to tremble slightly.

Finally, the silence was broken.

"We must move immediately! Once a few holy power rings arrive, you can escape by sitting here! All wizards can only repeat the tragedy of the past!" The white-haired old man sitting on the top stood up and said in a deep voice .

The heavy voice kept echoing in the stone hall. The last sentence made everyone see the bloody and brutal scene. The whole valley was almost filled with the wizard's blood and bones.

"How's the situation at Ishia's hideout?"

"There was news that it was breached last month," a one-armed old witch replied in a low voice.

"Where is Rainbow Canyon?"

"I don't know where to go, the last message from the Rainbow Wizard is to move all the gathering points. The entire Rainbow Canyon seems to have gone through a big battle, I'm afraid"

"I'm afraid it is too." The white-haired wizard closed his eyes with a look of sadness.

A group of wizards were silent.

"Even the psychedelic city of Isia, which is said to never fall, has been breached. Could it be that we wizards really have no way to fight against the holy knights?" The white-haired old man sat down slowly, with a hint of helplessness and resentment on his face.

"No way, we wizards are born unable to fight against holy knights, as long as they have a holy power ring, they can turn from ordinary people into terrifying witch hunters." Another red-haired old man whispered.

"Furthermore, the holy power has been so powerful for their blessings that it is unimaginable! Whether it is hallucinations, toxins, curses, or spiritual shocks, any of our methods will have little effect on the blessings of the holy power! Their resilience, willpower Strength, strength, speed and defense have all reached a deep level."

After a few words, all the old wizards showed approval on their faces.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, we must immediately draw up the next retreat point!" The white-haired old man came back to his senses, "The last time we just ran in a holy power ring, we sacrificed more than a dozen wizards and a large number of people. The trap puppets surrounded and killed him. We can't afford this kind of loss anymore! We can't afford such a loss either!"

He gently raised his staff, and a ball of snow-white light lit up on the top of the staff.

"Notify the wizard leaders of the other three gathering points, find the next hidden point to build a barrier as soon as possible, and move immediately before the church finds us! Without the defensive barrier, we can't be the opponent of the Holy Power Ring, let alone the paladins and Priest in black!"

"Yes, elder!" The rest of the people bowed their heads.