Warhammer Wizard

Feeling ashamed, the Storm Queen stood up and nodded to Answorth, who instantly turned into a gust of breeze and flew out of the window, disappearing into the sky.

"Anxi, I've returned to Longshande too."

The Duke of Silver Star showed a triumphant gesture, with a bright face on his face, opened the portal and stepped in.

When the two sisters left, the hall on the top of the tower was immediately quiet. The Prophet Medifer complained: "It's really annoying. Every time we meet, we have to make noise. Anxi, that is, you have the patience to mediate for them. If it was me, I would have been too lazy to care."

Anse Waldos shook his head and sighed.

Dean Sabra asked curiously, "Are these two really sisters?"

"Is there still a fake?" Mediver smiled wryly, "Since they entered the Supreme Council, they have been arguing with Anxi and I for hundreds of years. And Hasstaff's wife, Laila, is also them. My sister, that woman is also not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she is very hopeful to be promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard, and it will be enough for us at that time."

Although Ren had already guessed, he was surprised to hear that the prophet was indeed.

The probability of ordinary people becoming wizards is less than 1 in 10,000, and the three sisters all have the hope of being promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard.

"Your Excellency the Prophet, what are their origins?" Ren couldn't help asking.

"I don't know either." Medive shook his head. "Actually, the wizards in the upper echelons of the empire are guessing that they are most likely..." He pointed his hand to the sky, "...the daughter of that one. Except for him Besides, who can create such an outstanding wizard talent?"

The "that" in the prophet's mouth obviously refers to the goddess of magic.

Ren and Dean Sabra looked at each other in amazement.

The daughter of the goddess of magic, that is the goddess!

It's no wonder that the three sisters are all so extraordinary. They combine beauty and talent. They have been promoted to holy souls for hundreds of years, and they are all voters of the goddess!

Ren was stunned.

Gods can also produce offspring. The most common method is to possess believers. They can even conceive without intercourse, and give birth to children through the belly. The babies born are nourished by divinity and have powerful souls. If the gods are generous enough, they will consume divine power to remove the curse of blood and soul. Their talents are far beyond ordinary people.

If the blessing is given by the gods, then you will win at the starting line.

Judging from the situation of the three sisters of the Duke and Duchess of Silver Star, they should have been born to mortals possessed by the Goddess of Magic.

"goddess……"

Dean Sabra suddenly heard the secret, and couldn't help asking, "Your Excellency the Prophet, did he have any purpose in giving birth to three sisters?"

"I don't know." Prophet Medeve spread his hands, "But as far as I know, they are not three sisters, but seven sisters."

"Seven!" Ren raised his eyebrows, "Who are the other four?"

If the seven sisters have talents like the Duke of Silver Star and Queen of Storms, they will never be unknown.

Medifer replied: "Hundreds of years ago, there was a song circulating in the northern part of the empire. It came from nowhere. The content was obscure and incomprehensible to ordinary people. In fact, it was the story of the goddess and the seven sisters. The three of you are you You already know, and there is another, you must be familiar with, Ishina Sheilhand."

"Blade of the North Wind!"

Dean Sabra said in surprise, "Ms. Isina is actually their sister!"

Ren was also a little surprised. Ms. Ishina is famous. She is one of the most powerful adventurers in the world, a magic swordsman of the 20th level or above, and a real "Juggernaut"!

The Blade of the North Wind is her title.

Because her sword is fast and cold, the enemy is often killed by a sword without even seeing the opponent. The corpse is like being cut by the cold wind and shattered into countless ice chips.

In addition to her powerful swordsmanship, Ms. Ishina is also known for her beauty.

She is fair and enthusiastic, hates evil and hates evil. She takes risks all year round in the world. When encountering adventurers and mercenaries who are in trouble or trouble, she will be happy to lend a helping hand, so she is loved by many people. Her fame and status was roughly equivalent to that of the Jianghu hero in her previous life, and she was a powerful and beautiful heroine.

In the Empire and the New World, there are beautiful stories of encounters with the Blade of the North Wind.

Sure enough, the goddess is powerful even if it is not a wizard. Unsurprisingly, the blade of the north wind is also the goddess's elect.

Ren asked, "What about the other three?"

"I have to ask them myself, anyway, I don't know." Mediver smiled. "The seven sisters have unique talents and appearances. If you meet them, it is not difficult to guess their identities."

Ren nodded.

The goddess possessed mortals and gave birth to seven daughters in one breath. There must be some important purpose, so don't make assumptions.

Dean Sabra satisfied his curiosity and was eager to return to the academy, so he got up and left.

The Prophet also teleports back to his own tower.

Immediately, only the teachers and students of Ren and Anse Waldos were left in the hall.

"Ren, I have to punish Kelston this time. It's a little too impulsive." Anse Waldos said worriedly: "He has always held grudges, and he is too proud and arrogant. The former Auguste With Master Wei on his head, he can still hold it back, but now that Master Ogulevi is dead, I am afraid no one can hold him down."

"Teacher, if I don't provoke him, he won't have a good face towards me." Ren replied indifferently: "We are destined to be enemies, and sooner or later we will stand on the opposite side."

"But your current strength is not enough. It is very bad for you to fight him too early."

Ren waved his hand helplessly: "I have no choice."

"Ugh……"

Anse Waldos shook his head and sighed, knowing that Ren was also forced to be helpless. If Ren is silent and allows Kelston's proposal to be passed at the Supreme Council, and justifiably take charge of Nether Floating City, this will be a huge blow to the Modu faction and other Holy Soul Wizards, and the consequences will be even more serious.

Wren sabotaged Kelston's multi-year plan to keep the empire out of the opponent's control.

However, Ren himself had to take a huge risk.

The best solution is to let Ren be promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard sooner or later, and initially have the strength to fight against Kelston.

"Are you still a wizard of the thirteenth level?" asked Ansyverdas.

"is teacher."

"Can it be a little faster?" Anse Verdas couldn't help but ask, although he already knew that Renn's improvement rate was already fast, with an average level of one level per year, which was countless times faster than other legendary transcendents, but the situation was urgent. , or hope to be faster.

"Yes." Ren nodded and said confidently: "But I need a suitable demon soul. As long as there is a matching legendary middle-level demon soul, I can be sure to reach the legendary peak within a few years."

His answer surprised and delighted Anse Waldos.

Surprisingly, Ren can really be faster, and even dare to say that he can reach the legendary peak in a few years, which is too appalling!

The good news is that this means that Rennes may attack the Holy Soul and enter the Supreme Council in a few years!

If Ren is successfully promoted, there will be six members of the Modu faction, occupying half of the parliament. As long as they attract another Holy Soul Wizard to seven people, they will be able to completely control the parliament and become the de facto supreme ruler of the empire.

Anse Waldos was refreshed and asked, "What type of demon souls do you need? How many? I will do my best to help you, and let Weizeland collect for you, inquire about news or hunt and buy them."

"Thank you teacher!" Ren hurriedly thanked.

The full help of the entire floating city must be much faster than searching by oneself.

"No need." Anse Waldos waved, "You are my student, and you have contributed so much to Wezeland, so you should help each other. Help each other, defend against foreign enemies, and walk on the road of magic. Going further, that's what we created Weatherland for."

Ren was a little moved, and after thinking about it, the information sent back by himself in the future should leave at least one fusion number for the "spiritual monster master", and there are already two for the legendary high-level.

So he said: "I need two legendary middle-level demon souls and two legendary high-level demon souls, all of which are mainly 'strength', at least 'strength' of level ten or above. The three transcendent elements of resonance and body of steel are the best, very unique and powerful demon souls, and I can also accept them."

Anse Waldos was surprised.

Tenth-level power and three transcendent elements are rare even among legendary demon souls, and it is not easy to find, it can only depend on luck.

He couldn't help but glance at Ren.

Judging by these demon souls, it is clear that Ren has chosen to continue the development route of "melee wizards", and will continue to do so.

"Okay." Anse Waldos wrote down silently, "I will release the news in Floating City immediately."

"Thank you, teacher."

Ren thanked him again, bid farewell to the teacher, and returned to Glamorgan Castle.

He entered the teleportation hall of the castle, activated the teleportation formation, and appeared in the mausoleum of the setting sun plane. On the floor of the palace inside the pyramid, a staff and a ring fell. This was the Arcane Torrent Staff Nebula Ring that Raistlin had left before he switched places with himself.

The black magic robe on Raistlin's body is actually quite valuable.

But the time was urgent, and it was too late to take off.

Ren waved his hand, and Thor's Hammer shuttled out of the void and fell into his hand. In this battle, apart from being killed by Raistlin, there was no more loss, and he also gained a blue dragon soul and the gratitude of Dean Sabra.

He checked the cross-plane teleportation array, and only a few details were not adjusted, but it did not affect the use.

It will take a few more days to perfect.

"Let Raistlin handle it." Ren looked at the phone interface, and there were more than 120 cells left, enough to resurrect the avatar.

The tip of his right finger cut through the blood vessel, and a large amount of blood spurted out, controlled by soul power, and suspended in front of him to form a ball of blood.

The blood volume soon exceeded two thousand milliliters.

"Should be enough."

Ren's face turned pale, allowing the wound to heal.

Then inspired the "miracle resurrection" at the end of the branch of the mysterious touch on the soul world tree, and the leaf trembled gently, emitting a dazzling light.

An aura containing a huge amount of information shot out from his eyes and sank into the blood sphere in front of him.

The huge blood cells underwent dramatic changes, expanding rapidly, and the red blood color became colorful. The battery of the mobile phone was drained for a thousand miles, and a large amount of soul power was drained, and the blood cells were injected into the blood cells in the air. Soul power was consumed too fast, making him feel frightened, and he quickly used the electricity in the soul power pool to replenish.

In the blink of an eye, the power of the spirit pool dropped by a small half, to less than seventy bars.

The blood cell has swelled to a diameter of more than one meter, the color has turned black and white, the blood is getting more and more viscous, the shape of the raised tentacles on the surface from time to time, and the outline of each eye~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is creepy.

It was as if a whole new Touch of Mystery was about to be born out of it.

Ren took a few steps back and waited.

After a while, the blood globules had been transformed into translucent chunks of flesh, and each wriggling tentacle waved in the air, with ruthless and indifferent eyeballs at the roots, exuding bursts of pure spiritual power, bursting out in circles. Mental shock.

Elemental runes flashed through countless eyeballs.

This terrifying form lasted for a few seconds. The tentacles contracted and the eyeballs were hidden, as if composed of countless worms. The body was afraid that the body would gradually grow up and down and transform into a human body. In a few minutes, a living human was standing in front of him.

He didn't have a trace of blood on his body, he was clean, his skin was fair, his figure was slightly thin, and he looked no different from a normal person.

Raistlin is back!