The Wizarding Age

According to the strict power system of the wizard world, these believers of the gods cannot reach the 4th level. The blood aura displayed by their bodies is not only weak, but also extremely weak.

The bodies of the three divine magicians can barely reach the level of 1st-level wizards, while the other five church knights are only equivalent to 2nd-level body-refining wizards. With such weak power as their bodies, running to this alien battlefield should be seeking death.

But with their pious prayers, and with the help of special props in their hands, they actually summoned out of thin air a series of brilliant divine magic halos. These divine magic halos fell on them, layer by layer, perfectly integrated together, and also pushed up the energy aura on their bodies layer by layer.

Before the divine magic aura was added, these believers of the gods were simply a group of "broilers". But after the aura was added, they were all vigorous and powerful, and they were not afraid even if they were surrounded by hundreds of middle and high-level undead.

The five church knights were filled with dazzling divine auras, scattered around the periphery, forming a relatively loose defense circle, wielding the same shining standard long swords to chop down the undead that rushed to them one by one.

Behind them, two clergymen in exquisite and gorgeous robes held sacred books in their hands and jointly propped up a sacred barrier covering a range of nearly 100 meters. All the undead that rushed into the sacred barrier would emit a bright white light on their bodies, and then the whole undead would begin to emit a terrible corrosion sound like it was soaked in high-purity holy water.

The so-called undead are actually the corpses left behind by intelligent creatures after their death, and they stood up again under the effect of strange magic. Most of them have lost their intelligence, leaving only a little killing instinct, and are strongly controlled by evil spellcasters.

Therefore, most necromancy spells are condensed around negative energy.

When the negative energy in the corpses of the dead spirits was neutralized by the pure positive energy in the sacred barrier, the condensed evil core naturally dissipated silently.

As soon as those low- and middle-level dead spirits stepped into the sacred barrier, they collapsed like pieces of rotten wood. Their rotten and withered bodies quickly turned into a pool of smelly black water and then quickly melted away. Only those high-level dead spirits could resist the "purification" of the sacred energy with their rotten flesh as tough as kraft paper or their dead air as rich as substance.

As one of the seven kings of the skeleton plane, the lich Conganus brought out the undead army with only this much power.

Behind the undead army, there stood a huge skeleton giant, humanoid, more than 20 meters tall, without flesh and blood, and all made up of dark and deep strange bones.

A small bone platform strangely bulged on the back of the skeleton giant, on which was placed a bone throne made up of countless skulls.

The lich Conganus sat on it calmly, tapping the armrest with one hand and holding his chin with the other, watching the bloody fight in front of him boredly.

On the side of the skeleton giant, five corpse wizards wearing human skin robes, wearing bone crowns and holding bone staffs gathered together, occupying several core nodes of the pentagram array, and continuously summoning more and more powerful undead subordinates from the skeleton plane.

Conganus didn't take the five holy knights and two archbishops on the opposite side seriously. The only thing he was wary of was the young man who was hiding behind them, holding the Holy Book of Wisdom in his hand and flipping through it gently.

His appearance was not outstanding, and his figure was not strong enough, but his body was filled with golden holy light as thick as armor. Wherever these golden holy lights shone, all evil and filth were washed away, and a sacred and pure powerful force was diffused between heaven and earth.

As the pages of the Holy Book of Wisdom were quickly turned, the golden light around the people became thicker and thicker. In the hazy holy light, there seemed to be countless little angels with wings on their backs flying and circling, chanting the highest and most holy hymns in a cheerful tone.

And within the range of the holy light, no evil can survive, and it will melt quickly like the remaining snow under the sun.

Even though it was several miles away, Grimm, who was hiding in the dark, stared at the Holy Book of Wisdom tightly held in the hands of the young man. He saw clearly that the light emitted from the Holy Book of Wisdom was soaked with strands of strange law power that did not belong to the Morian plane.

Under the suppression of the Morian plane consciousness, it can also extend the power of the law outside the domain. Such treasures and strange objects can only be done by "artifacts"!

"Ding, detected the breath of alien power... After analysis, it is a branch of the belief system... According to the power attribute and power characteristics, it is initially judged to be the token of the God of Wisdom..."

"Token form: book..."

"Token attribute: knowledge system..."

"Token level: 5th level (artifact)"

"Token use: wisdom enlightenment..."

"Token description: This item records the insights and views of a certain God of Wisdom on planes, space, knowledge and power..."

Because the Holy Book of Wisdom is wrapped in a powerful sacred power, the chip can not detect and feedback much information remotely. However, just from the overflowing power attribute of the other party, it can be judged that this is definitely a rare and powerful artifact of the knowledge system.

In other words, the young man with blond hair, blue eyes and a straight nose is most likely an important believer of a god of wisdom from an alien plane, and does not even rule out the possibility of being a son of god or a clone of a god. Otherwise, the god would not have handed such a valuable artifact into his hands and allowed it to be taken into another world.

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

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

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

It is the influence of these factors that leads to the fact that there are only a handful of famous gods of wisdom in the world of gods, and the power of the gods is mostly limited to levels 5 and 6. There are almost no gods of wisdom above level 6.

Grim licked his lips lightly.

If he had switched to another artifact, perhaps considering the difficulty of obtaining it, he would have simply given up!

After all, most artifacts have extremely harsh conditions for use, and even if they are taken away, they are difficult to control.

But what appeared in front of him at this moment was the artifact of the God of Wisdom. This was a powerful force that anyone who was a spellcaster could control and use!

Although the lich Kanganas looks a bit ugly, he is also an out-and-out spell caster.

It's no wonder that it gave up other prey and concentrated on dealing with this group of believers of the God of Wisdom who dared to come to the Morian plane after eating the Bear Heart Leopard. To this end, it even did not hesitate to pull over the undead army from the Skeleton Plane.

However, the battle between Lich Kanganas and the disciples of wisdom did not go well.

After all, the God of Wisdom also belongs to the God of Order and possesses the most pure and powerful divine power. In terms of strength attribute, it is quite resistant to necromancy.

Moreover, since that god was willing to reward the artifact, he would definitely leave some divine imprint on it. Once the holder dies and the artifact changes ownership, all you need to do is activate the divine imprint on it. No matter where the artifact is located, a direct channel to the Kingdom of God will be opened to redirect the artifact and believer's soul 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, this definitely does not include Greem.

Almost in an instant, Greem formulated a simple and feasible action plan and quietly contacted several 'old friends'!

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"Lord Mitzel, that evil lich is too difficult to deal with! Look...should we change directions to avoid it?"

After an hour of long killing, although a large number of evil undead souls were slaughtered, the undead army surrounding them still did not decrease. Even, with the continuous operation of the Necromancer Array, more and more powerful individuals appear in the Necromancer Legion.

The level 1 black warriors are nothing anymore, even the level 2 vampires and level 3 undead knights 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 beside him were still a mass of black, with no sign of any decline in their numbers, Antonio, one of the two archbishops who personally protected Mitzel, finally couldn't help but speak.

The young man who had been lowering his head and silently turning the pages of the Holy Book of Wisdom finally raised his head.

"Everyone is tired? Then change the route! But be careful, the lich can't let us go easily. And... the holy book just reminded me that there is a new enemy targeting us. I'm afraid that soon What else might happen?”

This young man named Mitzel has short golden and slightly curly hair, and his green eyes shine with a calm and wise light. Although he was surrounded by many people, there was no fear on his face, not even a hint of sadness.

"New enemy? Sir, does the Holy Scripture indicate who the other enemy is?" Another Archbishop, Rousseau, couldn't help but interjected.

The young man smiled slightly.

"You also know that in the Morian plane ruled by arcanists, it is difficult for my father's divine power to be transmitted. Therefore, the holy scripture can only vaguely warn me that new enemies have appeared, but it is difficult to remind me of new enemies. More specific and detailed information. Haha, if the Holy Scripture can really do this, then God the Father will change his profession to become the God of Prophecy!”

Regarding the 'jokes' made by the young people, the two mature and prudent archbishops did not find it funny, and warned them one after another: "Sir, you must not make such similar jokes again. Although what you said is a joke, it is Once the divine order involving the great gods reaches the ears of the relevant gods, I am afraid..."

"Okay, okay... this is an alien plane. Do you really think that those gods are just little thieves who have nothing to do and just listen to others?" Seeing the determined looks on the faces of the two 'bodyguards', the young man could only He shook his head and said: "Okay, I listen to you and won't make such jokes again!"

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