Warhammer Wizard

The battle ended in half an hour.

The gate of the Dolac people's fortress opened, welcoming Ren to enter.

He walked on the blood-stained ground, and there were savages of the Dorak tribe kneeling on both sides of the road. There were also trolls and centaurs in the crowd. No matter men, women, or children, he looked at Ren, who entered the city in a victorious attitude. It was full of panic and fear.

"For Banerko!"

With a roar, several adult barbarian men and women suddenly burst into flames, pounced on the approaching Ren with their bare hands, and they were in front of them in a blink of an eye.

bang bang bang!

The roar of gunfire immediately sounded, and several barbarians were shot to pieces.

A layer of invisible shield appeared on Ren's body, which bounced off the blood of the enemy, leaving his body spotless. In the sky, the Paladin Knight who had just shot the assassin turned his gun towards the location where the assassin was lurking before, and emptied the area directly.

And the Paladins threw grenades from the sky.

The explosion and screams were mixed together, and a few seconds later, the bodies of nearly a hundred barbarians lay among the ruins of the destroyed houses.

The fortress of the Dorak people is built on the mountain, and the assassination at the city gate was seen by almost the entire tribe.

An Ultramarine shouted loudly: "If you dare to offend the Consul, kill without mercy!"

This kind of ruthless killing with one person exposed and a hundred people sitting in a row is unbearable even for a brave and fearless barbarian. The entire tribe is silent, and the other Dorak people who are trying to assassinate bow their heads and hide their thoughts deeply.

Ren's face was calm, and the assassination did not slow down his steps. He walked up the mountain like a leisurely stroll and reached the largest building in the Dolac Fortress.

This is a temple of Banerko.

It is built of neatly cut rock, dark and solemn, and the high temple spire looks like a crown, which is awe-inspiring.

The Dolac tribes have believed in Banerko for hundreds of years, and they have also given birth to the Chosen One. Their worship of the Dark Emperor is deeply rooted, forming an institutional culture dominated by "tyranny" and "fear". Banerko's temple is both a The most sacred place, and the center of tribal rule.

Ren came to the open space above the temple.

Captain Marius, Kwai Lu, Kstarkin and others were all here, and they all saluted Ren.

Marius took off the helmet of the power armor, his face was still calm, but he couldn't hide his joy, and reported, "Sir, we have won!"

Ren nodded slightly.

The Dorak people are the hegemons of the southern region of the Saine Plateau, but compared with the Ultramarines and the Holy Lance Knights, the strength gap is like a world apart, and victory is a matter of course.

The battle just now was lackluster.

Thirty ultra fighters wearing power armor descended from the sky, executed beheading tactics, defeated the patriarch of the Dorak tribe in one minute, and by the way eliminated his personal guards.

Then the Knights of the Holy Lance took advantage of air superiority to shoot enemies from high altitudes beyond the range of bows and spears.

The cold-toed gray lizard cavalry that the Dorak people rely on most, if they dare to stand up, they will be shot into a sieve, and they cannot organize a decent resistance at all. The trolls, ogres and centaurs they enslaved, seeing the enemy so terrifying, surrendered immediately.

The half-hour battle was spent most of the time suppressing the Dorak counterattacks.

If it wasn't for the sake of leaving more survivors and providing Gilman with the power of faith in the future, the more than 200,000 Dorak tribes would have been killed long ago.

Even so, the casualties in this battle exceeded 20,000, reducing the population of the Dorak tribe by one tenth.

There was blood in the Dolac Fortress, but all the blood was Dolac.

Winning the war is the easiest step.

For Marius, the real difficulty was how to rule the Dorak clan and force them to change their faith in Banerkor.

"Bring people up." Marius ordered.

There were footsteps in the temple.

Two Ultramarines wearing power armor took a strong barbarian out. He was a typical Dorac barbarian. He was about two meters tall, a head shorter than the Macragg, but his body developed laterally and his weight was not heavier than Marco. How much worse is the Kruger.

The barbarian was stripped of his armor, revealing his blood-stained body.

There are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He is an old man that is very rare for barbarians, but his body is stronger than that of young people. His legs have been broken. There is a blood hole in his abdomen that was blasted out by a bolt gun. You can see the internal organs inside. But he was still struggling and screaming, as if he was unaware of the pain in his body.

The Ultramarine clasped his arms and shoulders tightly, and pushed them in front of Ren. The eye of the soul showed that this barbarian was a legendary high-ranking man.

"My lord, he is Kashk, the patriarch of the Dolac tribe."

Hearing Marius' words, Kashk suddenly stopped struggling and stared at Ren in front of him. His bloodshot eyes showed endless hatred. He sensed Ren's holy soul breath, and a trace of daze and fear flashed in his eyes. In the imperial language, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you the consul from the empire?"

"It's me." Ren replied.

Kashk shouted angrily: "The Doraks have never invaded the empire, and I have no grudges with your Excellency the Consul, why did you collude with the Macragg people and attack my tribe?"

"There's no reason, it's just that the Dolac tribe is blocking my way." Ren's tone was light, "Unfortunately, you are still Banerko's believers."

Kashk couldn't understand the first half of the sentence.

But in the second half of the sentence, he remembered the **** he worshiped, and clamored wildly: "I am the high priest of God, God is watching us, you can kill me if you have the guts! Sooner or later, my lord will conquer the whole world. , all shall submit to his throne!"

"I know." Ren nodded.

Kashk was stunned for a moment, thinking what do you know?

"I know Banerko is looking at us, so what?" Ren's face showed contempt, "It's just an evil god, and in front of the goddess's magical brilliance, he can only flee." He looked up at the sky, As if speaking to Ban Erko, he provocatively said: "Do you dare to drop the incarnation of a saint to fight me?"

Kashk was stunned.

Marius, Kuilu and others were also frightened by Ren. A mortal dared to make such a challenge to a god.

Everyone was uneasy, for fear that Banerko would descend his avatar in the next second to punish this arrogant mortal, and then waited for more than ten seconds, but there was no response from the sky.

Ren retracted his gaze, looked at Kashk, and said with a sneer: "Look, Banerko can't conquer even me, and dare to talk about conquering the world?"

"This is impossible!"

Kashk's eyes were unbelievable. His belief collapsed. He shook his head and shouted, "You are lying! Yes, you must be lying. What trick did you use to deceive God..."

"I do not believe!"

"My lord will definitely crusade the empire and destroy the church of Vijay Stui, he will definitely..."

Kashk's cry spread throughout the Dorak tribe.

Suddenly, he sensed a horrifying magical wave, the source of which was the human in front of him, and countless thunder and lightning elements rushed from all directions, like waves, forming a lightning storm visible to the naked eye, and condensed in an instant, becoming the size of a fist. The ball of light floated gently in the opponent's hand.

Nine-ring magic!

This is a ninth-level spell, and the casting speed is so fast that it is almost instant. This small ball of energy light emits a terrifying aura.

He is the Holy Soul Wizard!

Before Kashk's thoughts fell, he saw Ren's palm move slightly, and the ball of light in his hand turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared before his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the trajectory, and the target of the spell was the temple not far away.

As soon as Kashik turned his head, infinite light and brightness erupted in his field of vision. The white light filled his eyes and he couldn't see anything. There seemed to be thunderous sounds in his ears, but no shock wave hit him. When he regained his sight, he found that the Temple of Banerkor, which he had worshipped all his life, had disappeared.

The temple seems to have been wiped from the world, and not even a single piece of gravel could be found.

There is a hole on the ground with a diameter of tens of meters, and the edges are neat, as if it was cut with a knife.

Kashk couldn't believe his eyes. In the city of Dorak, there were hundreds of thousands of barbarians, trolls and centaurs. They were all followers of Banerko. There was boundless anger in my heart.

Immediately, hundreds of barbarians rose up, shouted Banerko's name, and rushed in the direction of the temple.

They were greeted by a bullet storm.

Kashik turned a deaf ear to the clan's screams, his whole body trembled, "You...you dare to destroy the temple, this is an unforgivable blasphemy against God, you are doomed..."

Ren didn't even look at him.

He looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something to happen.

A few minutes later, the rioting barbarians had been completely killed, and thousands of people had been shot, but Banerko still did not respond.

Kashk has been incompetent and furious, and then gradually became numb. Finally, he found that Banerko did not respond to the blasphemy, and he was finally disappointed.

Everyone in the Dorac tribe was also mourning.

The faith in their hearts collapsed together like a destroyed temple.

"Ban Erko has given up on you." Ren's voice came into the ears of hundreds of thousands of Dorak people, "Just like giving up other believers before, in His eyes, when you are useless, you can just do it. **** thrown away."

Many people, with anger in their eyes, tried to refute, but the corpses of the clansmen in front of them reminded them that this is the end of resistance.

Except for a few savages who jumped out and were shot to death, no one made a sound.

The seeds to shake the faith have been planted.

Ren didn't speak any more. It was not his responsibility to spread Gilman's teachings, so he could only let Marius do it.

But not today.

Changing one's faith is not something that can be done overnight. It's too late. Today's step is enough. If you go further, it will arouse the most primitive savage blood of the Dorac people and fight to the death with the conquerors.

Ren nodded to Marius.

"kill him."

Marius gave an order.

Kashik realized that the end was coming, and struggling desperately but to no avail, an ultra fighter raised his electric light sword and chopped off his head.

Looking at the execution of the patriarch, the Dorak people didn't have much reaction. Instead, some people showed happy expressions on their faces, and they were even very happy. Kashk has ruled the tribe with fear and iron blood for hundreds of years. People only fear and hate him, without a trace of love and support. They hate him more than they conquer.

This is the norm among Banerko believers.

In fact, in the previous battle, dozens of Thundercasting Heavenly Soldiers who served as captains of the Knights of the Holy Lance used the eyes of the soul to identify the most devout believers of Banerko and the priests of Banerko. They were all killed.

Then, after another round of cleaning, priority was given to the believers with firm beliefs.

Most of the remaining members of the Dolac tribe are shallow believers, and there are not many devout believers anymore.

Of course, the cleaning will definitely take a few more rounds.

Until the Dorak tribe began to pray to Gilman, at least ostensibly claiming to be a follower of Gilman, the cleansing would not stop.

"Marius, I'll leave it to you here." Ren said.

"Please don't worry, my lord."

Marius knew what to do. Long before he proposed to Renn to unify the plateau, he had been planning for many years, waiting for today's arrival.

Ren glanced at the sky again, and the figure disappeared.

The next second, he returned to the Vajra Castle base, and Raistlin also teleported over, in an invisible state, and the two teleported to the Governor's Mansion in Qingtan City together. Just provoked Ban Erko, although he was sure that he would not dare to drop the incarnation of a saint and shoot himself in the empire, but he could not relax his vigilance, and he would have Raistlin by his side for a long time in the future.

The Holy Soul Wizard and the Archmage, together, they can not be afraid of the incarnation of the gods.

This is also the confidence that he dared to provoke Ban Erko.

Ren's thoughts swept across the Governor's Palace, Moserio had already set off with the army, it was still early, they would not come back so soon.

He appeared, letting the Rick Guards who stayed behind breathe a sigh of relief and entered the office of the Governor's Mansion.

Open the phone interface.

In the past, in battles, because they were afraid of being noticed by others or gods, they did not dare to absorb the soul of the enemy, but today is different, since they dared to fight against Banerko face to face and kill his followers, there is no need to be so afraid of harvesting souls.

The Thundercast Heavenly Soldiers scattered on the battlefield absorbed the souls of most of the Dorac people who were killed.

The power in the soul pool increased by more than 400 bars.

It doesn't seem like much, but in fact, one cell of electricity is equivalent to the previous five cells, more than 400 cells of power, which can improve several factors.

Wren browses his own element icons.

The key to the door, the wishing technique, and the anti-magic force field, these three most powerful spells are all eighth-level spells, and the mastermind's heart is also ninth level, no matter which one is improved, it will greatly increase one's strength. In addition, Raistlin's door key is also an eighth ring and needs to be improved.

He tried a little bit, and found that the eighth-level spell was upgraded to the ninth-level spell, and the amount of electricity needed was more than several times higher than before.

But it is also understandable that the power of the ninth-level spell is too powerful!

There is a qualitative difference between spells of the ninth level and below.

Lei Zhu Tianbing has been 300 miles west of Gotham City, repeatedly tugging with the Scourge Army, and a group of monsters hunting on the plane of the setting sun. Every day, some electricity is recorded, plus the souls harvested today, there are six in the soul power pool. More than 100 cells of electricity.

However, it was still too little, only enough to raise an anti-magic force field.

Ren thought for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Early rise and early enjoyment, immediately put in nearly 500 bars of electricity, pushed the progress bar under the anti-magic force field icon, and reached the ninth ring with difficulty!

The leaves on the world tree bloomed, and the elemental runes flickered for a long time before re-stabilizing.

Nine-ring anti-magic force field!

He felt the effect of the new spell. As long as he stretched it out, all spells below the ninth level would be invalid within the range, and it would also weaken the ninth level spell. Easily interrupted.

Even for Holy Soul Wizards and Archmage, it is impossible for every spell to be a ninth level.

Nine-level spells are always in the minority.

This means that when all spellcasters in the world face themselves, those below the holy rank are the lambs to be slaughtered; above the holy rank, the available spells will be drastically reduced, and the overall strength of spellcasting ability will be weakened.

Mage killer! Wizard Buster!

A spellcaster's nightmare!

These words appeared in Ren's mind, and he was eager to try it out. He really wanted to find a holy soul wizard or an archmage to fight against and practice the power of the anti-magic force field.

Forget it, leave it as a surprise for future enemies.

He waited for a long time at the Governor's Palace. Before dark, the figure of the Holy Lance Knight appeared in the sky west of Qingtan City, and Mercerio returned with the Legion.

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