Warhammer Wizard

Aviken is brightly lit.

A team of troll guards launched a carpet search in the city, and almost all the Gumanla trolls were dispatched on the platforms of the Pyramid of Loa.

On the top of the temple, the nightcrawler trolls are protecting Cyric's temple.

Several powerful Loa warriors watched the movement of the temple at the door, but no troll dared to enter the temple. This is Loa's oracle. Without its permission, any troll who dares to break into the temple privately has only one result, and that is death!

At this moment, the trolls knew that Loa had left.

The enemy who can make Loa personally take action must be another Loa's force. There are many enemies of God, and the most serious friction recently is "God of Storms" Akidara.

This Loa's territory "Trunks" is adjacent to Aviken, and for hundreds of years, there have been many large-scale wars between the two sides.

The most dangerous one was more than 30 years ago, when Trunks' troll army attacked Aviken, the God of Storms broke through the defense line, and fought against Sirik in the temple. Sirik paid a heavy price for the attack. The enemy was retreated, but the temple was severely damaged and has only been repaired in recent years.

It is said that during the war, Akidara also destroyed the altar of the gods, causing Siric's power to drop greatly, and it has not been restored to this day.

This rumor has never been confirmed.

But in the upper echelons of Aviken, trolls close to Loa knew it was true.

Because of this, Sirik became extremely suspicious and irritable. If there was a slight change, he suspected that the enemy was coveting the Temple of Loa, and he would definitely fight back with all his strength.

Every time loa leaves the temple, the trolls get nervous.

Most of their strength and status today stemmed from Loa's blessing. If Cyric was in an accident or even killed, and other Loa took over Aviken, the rulers of the entire city would be purged.

In the end, all the trolls from New Loa will be replaced, and the beliefs of the major tribes will be changed.

The leaders present were the chief and high priest of the Black Blade Tribe.

They shared prosperity with Loa, and they all suffered from loss. They never wanted anything to happen to Loa. Therefore, they were most attentive and urged the warriors of the tribe to protect the temple at all times.

Suddenly, Zuzar, the high priest of the Black Blade Tribe, turned his head and looked into the temple. His black pupils reflected the scene in the temple.

He is a loa priest with extremely keen senses.

A figure of a troll appeared in front of him!

"enemy!"

Zuzar shouted loudly, pointed his curved fingers towards the target, and instantly emitted a jet-black ray. Utarkin, the chief of the Black Blade Tribe next to him, also reacted, and his figure flashed into the shadows, and instantly appeared behind the troll, and slashed at the enemy's neck with a machete in his hand.

At this moment, Utarkin has ignored Loa's ban on entering the temple.

when!

A violent explosion caused the temple to shake.

Utarkin flew out upside down, the machete in his hand almost let go, blood burst out from the tiger's mouth, and most of his body was knocked unconscious by the terrifying power from the knife, like a cannonball hitting the wall of the palace , the blood spurted from the mouth.

And the troll just took a few steps backwards.

With horror in Utarkin's eyes, he looked at the huge battle axe in the enemy's hand.

Before he had time to make adjustments, he suddenly sensed the great danger around him, and another Gumanla troll appeared and stabbed himself with a sword.

A sorcery that flew from nowhere caused Utarkin to have a momentary confusion of time and space.

Time Shock!

When Utarkin regained his senses, he found that he had been pierced in the heart by the enemy's sword, and lightning burst from the sword, almost burning his internal organs.

"what……"

The troll chief let out a cry of pain, the totem on his skin was triggered, his body turned into a cloud of black mist and escaped into the void, escaping from the temple in a blink of an eye.

Outside the temple gate, the ray emitted by the priest of Loa Zuzar just flew halfway and was intercepted by a troll who suddenly appeared. The ray hit the opponent and deflected, falling on the golden wall of the temple, corroding a black pit. Hole.

Zuzar was stunned for a moment, and saw that the troll blocking the entrance of the temple also shot a ray towards him, but it was translucent.

The distance between the two sides was too close, Zuzar could not dodge, and was instantly hit.

Zuzar discovers that he has lost all his sorcery!

He didn't know it was an eight-ring anti-magic ray, but he had seen similar witchcraft, and he was shocked, "Priest Loa of Jararez?"

Jararez is the "god of witchcraft", this Loa can bestow the ability of "deprivation of witchcraft", making the enemy temporarily unable to perform witchcraft, and is the bane of all priests and spellcasters, but deprivation of witchcraft does not Not a ray!

Zuzar was puzzled, but his reaction was slow.

Loa priests have never only been witchcraft, and the strength of close combat is no less than that of high-level warrior lords, second only to Loa warriors.

Zuzar waved his heavy wooden staff, turned around and smashed to the right. With a bang, the wooden staff harder than steel hit the enemy, and a hidden troll appeared. This Gumanla troll was taller than ordinary trolls, nearly three meters tall. He caught the waving wooden staff with his bare hands, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Zuzar tried to withdraw his staff, but he didn't move.

There was horror on his face.

The tall troll slapped fiercely with his other hand and slapped Priest Loa in the face, sweeping away the surrounding trolls and rolling down from the top of the temple.

Zuzar, who landed on the next platform, suffered a fractured body and fell into a coma.

With one breath, the most powerful chieftain and high priest of the Black Blade Tribe were severely injured, and the troll guards outside the temple were frightened.

Boom!

An explosion like a thunderbolt erupted from the body of the tall troll, blasting out hundreds of nearby trolls, making a scream.

Eight rings, a magic explosion field!

The entrance to the temple was immediately emptied, and then a huge wall of lightning fell, and a "thunderstorm" more than ten meters thick blocked the entrance to the temple. Two terrifying trolls stood behind the thunderstorm. Everyone will face a fatal attack.

Inside the temple, a troll turned into a thunder-forged soldier released a space blockade to prevent the enemy from invading from the void.

Several lightning cast divine soldiers came from the teleportation technique, all of which looked like Gumanla trolls.

They were scattered in the temple, opened the eye of the soul, the eye of all-seeing and the key of the door, and searched every corner of the temple.

This was originally Sirik's lair, but obviously, it was not built by Sirik. Even after many repairs and reconstructions, judging from the vicissitudes of the building and its breath, the history of the temple's existence is likely to be longer than that of the Gumanla Empire. Over thirty thousand years!

"Could it be that the Old Sage built it again?"

Ren suspected that the shape of the Temple of Loa was very similar to the ancient saint altar, but it was larger than the ancient saint altar, but it did not have the function of transforming and controlling energy. It was like an enlarged version of the imitation. There is no substance.

The role of the Temple of Loa should be similar to that of the Temple of Storms, only as a cover for the altar of the ancient saint.

Do trolls and loa know the truth?

"Um?"

Lei Zhu Shenbing's eyes lit up, and he quickly found the key point. He walked to the page of the wall facing the door of the palace. The whole high wall was radiant with gold, and it looked like it was cast in gold, with an array of ancient holy runes engraved on it.

He reached out and touched the wall lightly, and the metal tactile element sensed its properties.

"It's not gold." Ren got the result immediately, "This wall is made of ancient holy gold, the same material as the ancient holy altar."

The Thundercast Divine Soldier stared at the wall and saw through the interior.

A series of complex and mysterious rune structures emerged in front of him, making him feel a little familiar.

"Might and Magic?"

Lightning Cast Divine Soldier suddenly realized that this should be a way of hiding passages of the Old Sage, similar to Might and Magic, but with more functions and more difficult to crack. After studying for half a minute, he finally found the location that inspired the door, reached out and pressed it on a certain point on the wall, injecting lightning.

Clap!

The golden walls rippled, revealing the outline of an archway several meters high, but it was not opened, and a corresponding spell or key should be required.

The corner of Lei Zhu Shenbing's mouth rose, and when it came to opening the door, he was the most professional.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door, and the door key was triggered!

Boom!

The tall arch was sunken inward, and the hard real gold melted, forming a golden light gate entirely composed of energy, and the energy slowly turned like flowing water.

Lei Zhu Divine Soldier looked back.

Outside the gate of the temple, the chief of the Black Blade tribe, Utarkin, has been killed, and his wounds have healed. With the tribe's troll warriors, nightcrawlers and hunters, they besieged the temple from all sides, shouting for Loa's sake. Slogan, launch a crazy attack.

In addition to Utarkin, there are three other Loa warriors who are only slightly weaker than him.

Zuzar also woke up.

The four holy-rank powerhouses worked hard together, and the two thunder cast divine soldiers who blocked the door could not stand it. They saw the scene in the temple, and the enemy opened a door they had never seen before, and they felt bad, and even more Fiercely attacking the temple without fear of death.

Tens of thousands of trolls in the city climbed up the temple of Loa and surrounded it.

In the sky, groups of Batriders are circling.

Ren's thoughts moved, and two more thunder cast divine soldiers were sent from outside Aviken to the Temple of Loa, four to four, and the battle situation stagnated again.

The sound of killing on the top of the temple shook the sky.

Lei Zhu Divine Soldier, who had just opened the door of magic, turned a blind eye, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and walked out of the door of light without hesitation.

The scene in front of me changed.

After Lei Zhu Divine Soldier saw it clearly, he found that he had entered a completely enclosed space, and a smile appeared on his face.

This space is exactly the same as the ancient saint altar under the storm plane. The volume is an inverted hemisphere, with a diameter of about 500 meters. The circular ground is very flat. Holy altar!

At this moment, this ancient saint altar is in operation, emitting a soft golden light, illuminating the entire underground space.

But the altar was clearly malfunctioning.

Its four sides are divided into nine-layer platforms, but two sides are abnormal. The fourth and fifth layers are in darkness. The rune array in that area is not running smoothly, and the energy cannot be transmitted. It must have suffered a certain amount of damage. degree of damage.

"No wonder..."

Ren was suddenly stunned.

Aviken's ancient sage altar failed to fully function, so the blockade barrier in this area became weak, and he had the opportunity to break into the southern continent.

By locating the distance from other thundercast soldiers, it can be estimated that the ancient holy altar is about 10,000 meters deep underground.

Right below the Temple of Loa!

The ancient saint altar in the plane of storms is three kilometers underground, but here it is ten thousand meters.

Ren guessed that this may be determined by the size of the plane. The main material plane is much larger than the storm plane, and the altar should be built deeper.

The thunder cast divine soldier landed on the top of the altar.

There is also a temple built here, with a height of only five or six meters. He walked into the hall in the temple and saw a platform on the ground in the middle, on which stood a golden panel, and rows of ancient holy runes flowed on the panel. Crossed, very mysterious and mysterious.

All of this is no different from the Storm Plane, and the Thundercast Divine Soldier stretched out his hand and pressed it on the golden panel.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response.

However, there is a piece of information about this ancient sage altar pouring into my mind. It has been controlled by others. Either kill the current owner of the altar, or the other party will take the initiative to release the control, otherwise it cannot seize the control of this altar.

In addition, there is the degree of destruction of the altar. About a quarter of the rune array is malfunctioning and cannot be operated, which has weakened the power of the altar by nearly half.

The ancient saint altar has the function of automatic repair, which needs to consume energy.

The rune array of this altar is 10,000 meters deep into the ground, and there are root-shaped energy pipes extending farther around, collecting geothermal energy and the power of the earth, and converting it into magical energy, so it cannot be hidden in the void. , may be found.

The efficiency of collecting underground energy is not high. Most of the energy is used to maintain the barrier blocking the southern continent, and only a very small amount can be used to repair the altar.

Therefore, if no one helps, the ancient holy altar will take more than three hundred years to be fully restored.

Still, Ren was amazed.

The Southern Continent has been blocked for more than 20,000 years. The altar of the ancient saints can still exist after repeated disasters, and it maintains the blockade barrier. It is simply a miracle!

Shocked by shock, Ren was thinking about taking control of the altar so much.

The altar is currently controlled by Siric.

kill it?

Ren frowned. Ciric's divinity was too huge, and he was supported by the magical energy of the ancient holy altar. It was too difficult to kill him. Previously, the Thunder Cast Divine Soldier's surprise attack caused such serious injuries, his head was split open, and even his heart was penetrated, but he recovered in an instant.

This is trickier than being immortal!

Sirik's strength is stronger than Elder Sorim, and in just a short while, seven thundercast soldiers have been killed by him.

It is also impossible to give up control of the ancient saint altar~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it can force Ciric to leave the range of the ancient saint altar, then the difficulty of killing it will be greatly reduced, but it must also know its own weakness. , will never go out easily, just like the gods will not leave their kingdom of gods.

Before Renn could figure out a way, a huge shadow flew towards Aviken at high speed from the west, and Siric was back!

At the moment when the Thundercast God opened the magic door, it noticed that an enemy had invaded the altar of the ancient sage, and immediately paid the price of serious injury to get rid of the entanglement of the Thundercast God, and returned to Aviken at the fastest speed. It only took less than half In minutes, it rushed into the Temple of Loa.

The overwhelming divine aura made the four thunder cast divine soldiers on the top of the temple feel suffocated.

"Must go."

"Next time I think of a cracking method, come back!"

A few seconds before Ciric arrived, the Thundercast Divine Soldiers activated the teleportation technique and left the battle.

On the ancient sage altar at the depth of 10,000 meters underground, the Thunder Casting Soldier thought for a moment, took out a metal particle only the size of a mung bean, and threw it into the square under the altar, rolling into a gap between the stone slabs. Then open a portal and step in.

Almost the second after the portal was closed, a dark-skinned troll shrouded in mist appeared on top of the altar.

This is the troll form of Siric, the night god.

Its eyes were scarlet as blood, spitting out angry black flames, and hurriedly rushed into the temple on the altar, but found no trace of any enemy, and couldn't help being stunned.

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