Warhammer Wizard

Ren's heart jumped.

The Duke of Redstone continued: "Master Ogulevi thought he was well hidden, and didn't know that I saw him. I couldn't believe it at first, and I didn't dare to disclose the news, and I have been investigating secretly."

"It wasn't until a few years later that I confirmed that he really fell."

"So I started to prepare for this day. I arranged some secrets in Nether, and I also had contact with several Nether elders. There was only one goal, and that was to find his phylactery."

The Duke of Redstone's eyes were a little smug: "Just last month, I found it."

He raised the tin box in his hand to show the crowd.

"His phylactery is hidden in an underground labyrinth more than 400 miles away in the northern suburbs of Northrael. A large number of rune circles and magical protection are arranged. I have never dared to act rashly. Until just now, while he and you all The chance to play here, I went to Northrael and got it!"

Holy Soul Wizards are silent, which is too coincidental!

Is this the arrangement of the goddess of fate?

Anse Waldos' expression was very displeased, and he said solemnly: "Since you discovered it sixty years ago, why did you wait until now?"

Ogulevi was completely degenerate, collaborating with the Scourge and the Dead Knot Sigil, and behind the scenes to promote the plan to invade Wezeland, no earlier than thirty years ago.

If the Duke of Redstone had been investigating undercover, it must have been hidden from his eyes.

If he reminded him, Weizeland would not suffer so much loss.

"Since Master Anxi discovered it three years ago, why did he wait until now?" Duke Redstone asked.

Anse Waldos's expression froze, unable to refute.

The Duke of Redstone smiled, "Master Anxi, in fact, I have already reminded it, but it is a safer method." He looked at the Prophet Medif, "Your Excellency Prophet, do you remember that you gave Wei a few years ago. The reason for Zelan's prophecy?"

Medeve's face changed slightly.

His prophecy saw that Wezeland was in danger of crashing, and this matter was only told to Anse Waldos, and Wezeland was only known to a few of Ren and Oxilia, and never disclosed it to the public.

How did the Duke of Redstone know about that prophecy?

Medivre recalled and said: "That night, I fell asleep while relaxing, and had a dream that Wezeland was invaded, but I couldn't see what the enemy was, and after waking up, I cast prophecy."

Suddenly, he asked, "Isn't that dream accidental?"

"A 'dream casting technique' released by psychic energy that I have improved, please forgive me, Your Excellency the Prophet." The Duke of Redstone sincerely apologized.

Medeve shook his head, silent.

In that dream, he was in his own tower, and the tower was hidden in a small plane far away from the main material world. The Duke of Redstone, separated by such a long distance, crossed the plane, and quietly entered his dream. , I didn't trigger the protection in the tower, I didn't notice anything wrong, I thought it was an accidental magic inspiration...

The Duke of Redstone showed his unfathomable strength.

Anse Waldos' face changed.

If what the Duke of Redstone said was true, then Wezeland did owe him a favor, and this tactful reminder reduced Weizeland's losses.

The most important thing is that Ren also joined Weizeland and reversed Weizeland's decline!

Anse Waldos looked at Ren.

He knew that Ren had some kind of ability to distinguish lies. Seeing Ren nodded slightly, he confirmed with his eyes that the Duke of Redstone was not lying, so he stopped asking.

The Holy Soul Wizard also raised a few questions each.

The Duke of Redstone was able to answer them fluently, and even claimed that he found out that the ceremony of the transformation of the Lich by Master Ogulevi was around 2221 in the New Era, about 310 years ago, and the error will not exceed three years.

His words were verified against each other, and there was no flaw in the logic. Tim Kennan and Congerald checked the iron box in his hand and brought it close to the Sage's Stone. There was a soul connection between the two, confirming this. It's the phylactery of the lich.

Soul wizards no longer doubt.

The Duke of Redstone made a great contribution to the Supreme Council this time, and immediately made the Holy Soul Wizards admiration and praised a few words.

Ren watched silently, without saying a word.

His soul's eye has been observing the Duke of Redstone. Although he can't see through the strength of the opponent, as if there is a layer of fog, he can still see the change in the color of his soul, which comes out from the fog. From this, he can judge the emotional fluctuations, and whether to lie.

The Duke of Redstone's mood is very stable, and most of the time he tells the truth.

There is only one exception.

At the beginning, he said that when he discovered that Master Ogulevi had fallen sixty years ago, his emotions fluctuated greatly, and the color of his soul also flickered slightly, but it was not intense.

The change is ambiguous, and perhaps a little emotional just to publicly announce something so important.

So Lane wasn't sure if he was lying.

Even if it is a lie, it is very likely that the real time is concealed. The Duke of Redstone did not discover it sixty years ago, it may be earlier, or it may be later, but this does not affect his conspiracy to degenerate Master Ogulevi. The disclosure and the concealment of a sentence or two have nothing to do with the overall situation.

After all, the Duke of Redstone really took out the Philosopher.

This phylactery is the most powerful evidence, beyond question.

Ren has seen it many times with all-seeing eyes, and seeing the inside of the iron box, it is indeed a very powerful phylactery, from the hands of Master Ogrevi.

So he decided to shut up.

He is not a member of the Supreme Council. He has no voice and no right to speak here. If he rashly asks questions, it is difficult to get the support of the Holy Soul wizards.

Most importantly, this will offend the Duke of Redstone.

Although the Duke of Redstone and himself are enemies in a certain way, it is only a secret thing, at least on the bright side, I have no festival with him, so don't jump too much.

The Duke of Redstone should have found out that he has the will of truth from his battle with Elder Nether at the opening ceremony, and he should have not found out about the hijacking of the airship. Now he regards himself as a future competitor at most, not an equal enemy. As long as he doesn't provoke him, there will be no problem.

"What should we do with it?"

The Storm Queen pointed to the Sage's Stone in Congerald's hand, and the "it" in her mouth naturally referred to the Lich's Soul.

The Holy Soul Wizards were silent.

Emotionally speaking, no one wants to see the famous Master Ogrevi end up like this, but reason tells everyone that the soul in the red stone is no longer Master Ogrevi, it is just an evil thing, Hate all the living and must not stay.

The real Master Ogrevi is dead.

From the day he held a ceremony more than 300 years ago, killed himself, and transformed the corpse into a lich, today's ending was doomed.

Everyone's eyes focused on the great sage Congerard, waiting for him to speak.

Congerald was lost for a long time.

In fact, he has been communicating with the soul in the ruby, but the response he received made him extremely disappointed. No one urged him until a few minutes later, before he slowly said, "No matter how brilliant he was in his lifetime, it has nothing to do with this evil soul, destroy it."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Great Sage."

The Holy Soul Wizards breathed a sigh of relief and responded in unison.

If the great sage thought of friendship and could not bear to kill the lich, and decided to keep it, he would suffer endless troubles. If this is the case, they can only vote through the parliament, forcibly kill the lich, and make the great sage face shame.

Congerard's eyes flickered, and with a little force, he crushed a ruby ​​that was harder than fine gold.

Snapped!

The Philosopher's Stone shattered, and the spirit of the Lich imprisoned in it was released.

A group of pale evil flames flew out, condensing into the withered face of a lich in mid-air, two blue flames jumped in the eye sockets, and a series of smug, sharp laughter: "Hahaha! After I am resurrected, you all have to die, one Don't even think about living..."

The lich's voice stopped abruptly, and he saw his phylactery.

"Do not!!!"

In the scream of horror, the lich's soul was instantly moved into the phylactery, the runes on the surface flickered, the force of death fluctuated violently, and a burst of colorful dust wafted out, and began to outline the lich's body.

It takes time for a lich to regroup and resurrect, generally ranging from three to ten days.

The stronger the lich, the longer the resurrection.

During this period, as long as the phylactery is destroyed, the lich will die completely.

This phylactery, made by Master Ogrevi, is ingeniously designed. I don't know what material it is made of. It is equipped with a full seven magical protections of up to nine rings. Combined with the internal rune magic circle, it forms the equivalent of ten rings. The magic enchantment is truly indestructible.

Several holy soul wizards tried it out, and found that they could not destroy the phylactery for a while.

Master Tim Kennan's Disintegration was bounced off.

The dissociation technique of the black-robed duke is invalid, and neither does the dissociation of high-level magic.

Anse Waldos threw more than a dozen fireballs in a superimposed explosion, which only loosened the phylactery a little, but it was still far from being destroyed.

Master Oroin used all his strength to slash out with one sword, leaving shallow sword marks on the protective box, and it would take at least dozens of swords to cut it off completely.

The methods of other Holy Soul Wizards are useless.

Even the greatest alchemist in the history of the Empire ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Congerald the Great Sage was troubled, he had never seen the material.

"Everyone, let me come."

The Duke of Redstone stepped forward, took the phylactery into his hand from the air, hung it in the palm of his hand, stared at the phylactery and began to focus on casting spells.

A few seconds later, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the invisible spiritual energy erupted sharply.

At this moment, the fluctuation of spiritual energy actually caused the Holy Soul Wizards present to sense great danger, and the constant protection spell came to wake up.

Immediately, the phylactery fell apart.

In one breath, it turned into dust, and the soul inside disappeared completely, leaving no embers, as if it never existed in this world and was directly erased from reality.

The Storm Queen stared at the Duke of Redstone and said in surprise, "The tenth-level spell 'True Disillusionment'?"