Warhammer Wizard

Daunsos looked suspicious.

A gnoll camp with more than 800 people, let yourself do it, it will take at least two hours to clean up. Gnolls were much more cunning than goblins, they would run away, and there were bound to be fish that slipped through the net, but Raistlin solved it in half a minute, and it was still a catch.

This terrifying efficiency!

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Everyone is a legendary high-level, even if you are a wizard specializing in spellcasting, there is no such big gap in strength, right?

Even Athena, who knew Raistlin's details, was frightened.

After a long time, Izzet asked in a dry voice, "Raislin, are you a Holy Soul Wizard?"

Although Raistlin had previously said that he was a 19th-level wizard, the effect of the 5th-level spell with the twelve mirror images just now was comparable to that of the 9th-level spell, making it hard for the dark elves to believe that this was what a legendary wizard could do. matter.

Raistlin shook his head: "Of course not."

"Then how did you do it?" Izzt couldn't help but ask curiously, and immediately realized that he had crossed the line, and quickly apologized: "Sorry, I took the liberty and shouldn't ask you about it."

"Yeah." Raistlin replied lightly, neither angry nor explaining.

In fact, it is not easy for him to create this meteor shower. Just using the eight-ring mirror image technique will consume a lot of mana, which is about ten grids of electricity. The mana used for each mirror image casting comes from the body, endless. The double casting power of the Storm Staff is doubled, and the mana cost is also doubled.

Twelve mirror images cast a round of Ma Youfu's micro-meteor, plus the main body, which is equivalent to releasing twenty-six fifth-level spells in an instant.

In just half a minute, he cast a total of nine rounds of Yofu Ma's micro-meteor.

Calculated, it was equal to 234 fifth-level spells released in half a minute. Even if he practiced the most brilliant "Lake of the Stars" meditation method, his total mana far exceeded that of spellcasters of the same level, reaching more than three times, but it was still too much.

After two or three more rounds of Little Meteor, his mana will bottom out.

Of course, such a huge consumption is worth it, and you can recover after a night of meditation. The souls of more than 800 demonized gnolls were all absorbed and converted into nearly 300 grids of electricity. In addition to the demonized bear goblin tribe that Daunsos had killed before, more than 400 grids of electricity were harvested today.

Raistlin's soul power pool and Ren's body are shared. Before that, there were more than 600 cells left. At this time, the power of the soul power pool exceeded 1,000 cells.

He looked at the soul power pool that had more than half of it stored and thought, "It's time to improve my spells this time."

Most of the electricity absorbed before was used up by Rennes.

Raistlin hasn't improved much, except for the time he went up to a level 19 mage at Anther's Mausoleum. The spells he has mastered are all built by himself. Only a few commonly used spells have been improved, and most spells are still in the starting level. number.

At this time, Dawn Sos finally calmed down and did not forget his duty, "I'll go purify the magic nest."

Raistlin opened a portal for him.

A few minutes later, the divine light dispelled the dark clouds in the sky, the power of evil energy gradually dissipated, and the babbling in the wind that was everywhere disappeared.

In less than ten minutes, a magic nest was completely destroyed.

Daunsoth also extinguished the fire in the dead leaf forest, so as not to spread out of control on the mountain.

"It's time to go back." Izzet said.

After two mass teleportation techniques, the group returned to the central exit from the southern end of Grey Valley, and the huge wall of Albert Bay was already in sight. Daunthos thought he was going to walk in through the north gate of the giant wall, but saw Raistlin open another portal.

"Huh?" The savage priest was a little puzzled.

The huge wall of Albert Bay can not only prevent the forces of the abyss and monsters from attacking from the ground, but also arrange a huge isolation circle and forbidden air circle on the city wall, so that the enemy cannot be sent in from outside the city, nor can they fly over the city.

However, teleportation between the inside of the Great Wall is not affected.

Therefore, there are only three ways for the transcendents to enter and leave the Bay of Albert.

One is to take a boat in the strait of the main gate of San Fangigi and go out from the bottom of the Gordon Bridge; the other two are the south gate of Jose and the north gate of Oakland, both of which are long and narrow tunnels dug under the huge wall. The defense is extremely formidable and difficult to break through.

The North Gate of the Giant Wall is the passage to the Grey Valley, the road with the largest number of people entering and leaving on land.

Daunsoth passed by it many times.

"Aren't we going back to the city?" He just asked the exit when he saw that the three of Raistlin had entered the portal, so he had to follow.

The scene in front of him changed, and he appeared in an exquisite courtyard. Daunsos looked up and saw the huge wall standing on the top of the mountain in the distance. No matter which direction he saw the city wall, it meant that he had returned to the city.

He couldn't help but exclaim: "You can actually teleport into the Gulf of Albert!"

Raistlin replied expressionlessly.

But Izt was surprised. When he teleported out of the city two days ago, he was also taken aback and said to the priest in a low voice, "Don't spread the word."

If this matter reaches the ears of the high-level officials of Albert Bay, especially the three holy-rank city lords, it will definitely cause countless troubles. If someone can crack the isolation circle and teleport in and out freely, the huge wall will become a decoration, which will shake the sense of security in the hearts of the residents of Albert Bay, and may cause a crisis.

Actually, Raistlin felt helpless.

This is his own negligence.

The key to the Eight Rings Gate made him ignore all kinds of barriers and air restrictions. Not long after he arrived in Albert Bay, he didn't notice the effect of the giant wall, so he teleported directly into the city. When walking out of the portal at Hunter's Point Pier, pedestrians thought they were teleporting in the city, so they didn't attract attention.

He didn't react until he teleported out of the city with Izt to look for Daunthos, and found Izt's expression was not right.

But it was too late to hide it.

Fortunately, the dark elves are not talkative and can keep secrets, so Raistlin was a little relieved. Sharing secrets can bring the distance closer, and Dawnsoth is also trustworthy, and he simply does not hide it.

Daunsos nodded heavily: "I understand."

He felt more and more that Raistlin couldn't see through, and his body was shrouded in layers of mist, unfathomable.

Izzet walked through the courtyard to open the door, and warmly invited: "This is my home, Daunthos, please come in and have a cup of tea."

"It's an honor." The savage priest readily agreed.

The four of them sat down in the dark elf's tea room. Daunthos was full of praise for the tea, and he was also eloquent in his comments. Obviously, he also had a deep research on the tea ceremony.

Athena was also very interested and joined the discussion.

Only Raistlin sat there without saying a word, like a wooden man. If he hadn't picked up the tea occasionally and took a sip, others would have thought he was asleep.

It was not until it was dark that Dawnsos got up to leave.

"I'm going to Oakland to submit a clearing mission and get paid." The savage priest told his itinerary and asked, "Izzt, when will another teammate arrive?"

"He went out to hunt monsters, which has ended ahead of schedule, and is on his way back to Albert Bay. He will be back tomorrow at the latest." Izzet replied: "When he returns, the five of us are here, and we will sort out the plan together. Once again, please take a look."

Daunsos nodded, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

He turned around and was about to go out, but a portal opened in front of him, and the opposite was the street outside Oakland City Hall.

"Thank you." Dawnsos glanced at Raistlin, and walked in with a burly figure.

Athena also stood up: "We also went back."

She teleported back to the guest room at the Golden Gate Hotel with Raistlin, and ordered the waiter to serve a sumptuous dinner. Turning around, she saw Raistlin sitting behind the desk again, closing his eyes and entering a state of meditation.

"This guy!"

With a helpless expression on her face, the giantess sat down beside the bed and looked at Raistlin, who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

She also suffered a lot today. Raislin is obviously Ren's clone, but she feels very different to herself, even her personality is different, she seems to be a completely different person.

The biggest thing Raistlin and Renne have in common is that they both hide many secrets.

But none of this matters.

The most important thing is that she has been away from Ren for more than a week, and suddenly feels a little uncomfortable, especially at night, when she misses being with Ren, the pleasure makes her unable to stop, and she is embarrassed to tell Raislin.

Although the two got along day and night and lived in the same room, Athena had no idea about Raistlin at all.

This kind of thing is too strange for both parties to accept.

Moreover, Raistlin's body is too fragile. After walking a few more steps, he will gasp for breath, and he has no physical strength at all. If she accidentally touches it lightly, Raistlin may break his bones, or even die of serious injuries.

"Well……"

Thinking of this, Athena couldn't help laughing.

Raistlin opened his eyes to see her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's alright." Athena blushed slightly and asked, "Is it late at night in Glamorgan?"

Raistlin saw through her thoughts at a glance, and immediately smiled, "You miss me?"

"Yes... er, no..." The giantess nodded and shook her head again. She knew it was Ren who was talking to her, but she always felt awkward looking at Raistlin's face. Then, he saw Raistlin's body change instantly, and instead Ren was sitting behind the desk.

"Ren?"

Athena was surprised and delighted, unable to believe her eyes.

"Hehe... If you miss me, just say it. Don't be embarrassed." Ren, who was wearing pajamas, stood up. He was busy until late at night. Viola didn't come to Glamorgan tonight. Because of the situation on the side, he decisively switched positions and appeared in the hotel room.

"So you've been here all the time." Athena groaned, and only then did she know that Ren and Raistlin could switch places.

Then he said in shock, "What are you doing?"

Ren came out from behind the desk, had already taken off his pajamas, revealing his strong body, and said with a smile, "What do you think? Let's not waste time, let's get straight to the point."

The giantess' cheeks were flushed, but she did not resist in the slightest.

There was a loud noise in the guest room, as if a lot of mosquitoes flew in, and people kept flapping, rhythmically.

In Mordo, in the bedroom of Castle Glamorgan, Raistlin had already opened the phone interface.

Rows of icons light up in front of him, each icon representing a secret magic element, and at the same time corresponding to the stars reflected in the lake in the mind.

He is a mage, and most of the spells are built by himself.

Only a small part of it was inherited from Ren's body when Touch of Mystery first became a clone. All the spell icons add up to a hundred!

That means over a hundred spells.

Under normal circumstances, a legendary high-level wizard or wizard, even a Netherite wizard who advocates more spells, has only half of Raistlin's spells. It was still less than three years after Raislin had been promoted to Legendary, otherwise, the spells he constructed would have been doubled several times.

However, Raistlin, who had mastered so many spells, did not fully agree with the Netherite idea.

He is also not a supporter of the Modus philosophy with few but good spells.

The two have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. The root of the difference in their concepts is that the mana or soul power is limited, and wizards cannot take care of them.

Raistlin's answer is simple: I want it all!

It is necessary to master many spells like the Netherite wizards, the more the better, the spellcasting style is changeable and adapt to various emergencies; but also like the Modus wizards, the proficient spells should be improved to the extreme and exert the greatest effect. The power and the strongest effect.

The combination of the two schools of thought has achieved an unimaginable level of other spellcasters, becoming an almighty mage.

"One thousand grids of electricity."

"Enough to improve many spells..."

Raistlin hardly had to think about it for too long. Most of his spells were at the starting level, but in order to hunt down the Balor Balrog plan, he had to make some targeted improvements first.

Spear of Light, Timkenan's Magic Sword, Vector Shield, Rainbow Cloak, Fire Protection, Dimension Anchor, Dissociation, Dispel Magic, Anti-Magic Ray, Counterspell, Chrono Shock, Void Chains, Stasis Field, space blockade, Bigbye smashing fist, jumping in fire, advanced teleportation...

He improved these spells by one or two levels, and the soul power pool bottomed out in an instant.

Legendary high-level spellcasters can master 8th-level spells, but many spells are limited to 6th or 7th level, and no amount of battery power is useless.

In addition, Raistlin has also mastered some auxiliary spells~www.wuxiaspot.com~, such as Mega Strength and Acceleration, which can be upgraded to the seventh level. The advanced level is the corresponding high-level spell, which can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of his teammates.

However, the power has been exhausted, and we can only wait for the next time to absorb the soul.

After a while, the lift was completed.

The battle between Ren and Athena was coming to an end, and it would not end for a while. Raistlin blocked the sound of slapping mosquitoes and quickly entered a state of meditation.

By the middle of the night, all the mana had recovered.

He did not sleep, and began to build a "time stop" spell model in the Lake of Stars. Time passed without knowing it. At dawn, Ren and Raistlin switched places. Athena, who had fought all night, slept until noon and woke up at noon. Seeing Raistlin in the room, her face was a little shy.

After washing up, the two of them went out brightly and teleported directly to Izt's house, and found that three people were present.

"You are here!"

The dark elf stood up in the living room to greet him, and said with a smile, "I'll introduce to you, this is my friend Barack, who only rushed back to Albert Bay in the morning. The people who planned this time have finally arrived."

A strange superhuman was standing beside Izt.

Raistlin glanced at him with the Eye of Soul, and couldn't help being surprised. He secretly asked, "What kind of extraordinary profession is he, Sun Knight? Gunslinger? Or Ranger?"

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