Warhammer Wizard

"Death!"

　　 The voice of the holy soul lich in a dark red robe was not high, but it made the entire floating city heard clearly, like a spike stuck in people's ears, and even the heart was pulled.

　　 The prestige of this spell is almost unknown.

　　Death refers to the seven-ring necromantic spell, which has an instant-death effect like dissociation.

　　 When being hit by a finger of death without protection, the soul will endure a test. If it passes the test, nothing happens, and it won't even be injured.

　　 If you fail the test, your soul will immediately dissipate and you will die.

　　As a holy soul wizard, Anse Verdas is naturally equipped with protective spells and protective magic items, so he is not afraid of death.

　　 But this spell comes from a holy spirit lich, it is hard to predict the result.

　　 At the same time the cast was completed, the figure of the Holy Soul Lich was also exposed.

　　 Ren saw that it used his right index finger to point at the teacher in the air. The spell had no amazing visual effects, and no energy light appeared, as if the spell had failed.

　　 However, he could see clearly that the cast succeeded.

　　 Teacher's reaction has been the fastest. He didn't even look back at the enemy, and he flashed instantly.

　　 His figure trembled slightly invisible, and then disappeared.

　　 The next moment, he appeared inside the protective cover, his face still calm, his snow-white beard fluttering lightly, looking safe and sound.

　　The many wizards and supernatural beings in the floating city saw this scene, and they let their hanging hearts go.

　　 Ren also breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Immediately, he noticed something strange again. After the teacher flashed back into the protective cover, the protective cover that was expanding outward stopped for about half a second before it continued to open, and the spreading speed slowed down a bit.

　　 This slowdown is extremely small, if it weren't for his extremely keen perception, he would not have noticed it.

　　 Ryan frowned with some concern, realizing that there might be something else hidden.

　　 "Sazastan."

Anse Verdaus stared at the Holy Soul Lich in mid-air, called out his name, and said in a deep voice, "I thought you learned the lesson from last time. For at least a few hundred years, you will be honestly shrinking to the New World. Playing with the dead in your grave, who gave you the courage to appear in front of me?"

　　 "You are not dead!"

　　 The holy spirit lich called Zazastan made a cry of uncertainty.

　　 In the skull-like eye sockets, two groups of scarlet flames flickered, and it sneered in response: "Anse Verdous, if you are lucky, the next time you meet again is your death date."

　　 After speaking, its thin and tall body faded into a plume of black smoke.

　　 When it reappeared, it had already reached the entrance of Naxxus Floating City and stepped in.

　　 Although it puts cruel words on it, it sounds a little guilty, as if it doesn't dare to stay in front of Anse Verdous for a long time, and feels a little fleeing.

　　 Death Lord Esaz snorted dissatisfied, but he was helpless.

　　 At this time, most of the death knights and liches that survived returned to Naxxus, and the portals were also collapsing and contracting, and could only last for less than half a minute at most.

　　 The huge bone dragon roared and flew into the mouth with the Death Lord.

　　 There was only one enemy in Kolstead.

　　 It dared not stay alone, so it flew up quickly.

　　 Before entering the floating city, this former member of the six-member council looked back at Wezeland. When it saw the former teacher Anse Verdas, its eyes were extremely complicated, its dry lips opened, and it finally didn't say a word.

　　 Kolstead's figure disappeared into the dark hole, and then the portal completely collapsed.

　　 The outline of Naxxus floating city disappeared.

　　 The shadows that hung over Wezeland dissipated, and the sky of Modu returned to blue and clear. The afternoon sun shone and the warmth returned to people.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Ren relaxed, and heard many people exhale a long breath.

　　 "Goddess is here, I survived!" A surviving wizard prayed devoutly.

　　 Some people cried with joy, and cried out in a choked voice: "Gosh, it's finally over, it's all over, it's great..."

　　 "We have won!"

　　 There were cheers everywhere in the floating city.

　　 But the cheers did not last long, and soon some people cried out for their lost family or friends, as well as the devastated floating city.

　　 Ren's mood also became heavy.

　　 This is the most difficult battle he has ever experienced. It took less than half an hour before and after, but it felt as long as several days.

　　 He killed unknown enemies.

　　 But there are also many wizards, extraordinary people and ordinary people who have been taken their lives.

　　 The losses suffered by Wezeland Floating City are bound to be astonishingly large, and may not be able to be counted for a while. It may be difficult for Wezeland to return to its peak for many years, and the cost of repairing floating buildings will make Wezeland, which is already in financial crisis, even worse.

　　 Fortunately, the teacher was not killed by the death finger.

　　 As long as there is a holy soul wizard sitting in town, Wezeland Floating City will recover sooner or later.

　　 "People of Wezeland, raise your heads and look up to the sky!"

Suddenly, Anse Vodas’ voice spread throughout the floating city, and it rang in everyone’s ears: “Today, the city we live in was almost destroyed by its betrayers. Kolstead, he used to be My closest friend, and also my proudest student, fell into the abyss for strength and planned and implemented this series of conspiracies."

　　 "From his point of view, Korsted has got the power he wants."

　　 "But he lost more."

"Friendship, family affection... and humanity." A little bit of pain flashed in Anse Verdaus's eyes, and he regained his firmness in an instant, and continued: "Kolstede is no longer a member of Wezeland, he will Everything you do today pays for it."

　　 "Here, I swear in the name of Weijie Strei."

　　 "One day, Kolstad will be killed and his soul or corpse will be brought back, revenge for every family, love, and friend we have lost, and to judge the crimes he committed!"

　　 "This world is so beautiful, but we must be alert."

　　 "On the road of pursuing the truth, one cannot get lost because of strength, let alone give up humanity."

"I assure you that Wezeland will not crash. Everyone has the responsibility to protect our city and rebuild our home. Thank you for your sacrifice and dedication today. Although it hurts our heart, the consequences will also affect We have been for many years, but you don’t have to regret..."

　　 "Because this is a city worth saving."

　　 "This is our city!"

　　 Anci Verdos’ speech is full of inspiring magic, which allows people to get rid of their sorrow, return their faith to their faces, and immediately begin to clean up the ruins and heal the wounded.

　　 After the speech, Anse Verdous landed.

　　 He did not return to the tower, but landed on Luin Square, looking at the pit in the middle of the square, silent.

　　 Rehn glanced at the distance and said, "Sicarius, you pick up all the cartridge cases, and don’t miss one."

　　 Sikaius is still excited about being promoted to Legend.

　　 He looked down and saw the bullet shells all over the floor, piled up at his feet, up to ten centimeters thick, and I don't know how many thousands of them, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

　　 How exciting was the firing just now, but now it’s hard to pick up the bullet.

　　 "Boss, can I not pick it up? Anyway, it's worthless."

　　He has a sad face, and the extreme fighters are also bitter faces. When will he pick it up?

　　 "These bullets must be reused. The more bullets, the longer the Rambo's gun can continue to fire, unless you don't want to fight with the Rambo's gun in the future." Renn said solemnly.

　　 Hearing this, Sikaius took it immediately.

　　 After today's battle, he has been completely obsessed with the machine gun. It is difficult to give up. If he can't fire because of lack of bullets, it will be too uncomfortable.

　　 Thirteen extreme fighters quickly unloaded their backpacks and loaded them in handfuls of cartridge cases.

　　 Raine smiled to himself.

　　 The cartridge case is really worthless. The key to the machine gun is the propellant, but there is gunpowder residue on the cartridge case. If a few of them are picked up by someone and fall into the hands of a clever alchemist, they might really be studied.

　　 Ren looked at Akalander next to him.

　　 After the battle, this legendary mid-level mechanic frequently cast his eyes on the extreme fighters, especially the Rambo gun behind them, and his eyes were full of surprises that could not be concealed.

　　 "Cough!"

　　 Raine coughed slightly, and Akalander came back to his senses, his face a little embarrassed.

　　 He winked at Sicarius, because of the symbiotic relationship, needless to say, Sicarius understood it in his heart and quietly asked the extreme fighters to wrap Rambo's gun in black cloth to avoid being touched by other mechanics.

　　 Akalander was a little bit unwilling to give up, and said: "Rene..."

　　 "Sorry."

　　 Rehn knew what he was going to say, and refused without waiting for him to ask questions, "This is my personal invention and it is of great importance. I don't want others to contact me for the time being. I hope you can understand my difficulties."

　　 "I understand, I understand..."

　　 Akalander was full of regret, but he took the initiative to stay away from the entrance of the tower to avoid Rennes's misunderstanding.

　　 On Luin Square, the wizards gradually gathered to move closer to Anse Verdaus.

　　 Ren also wanted to go over, but he didn't worry about letting the extreme fighters stay here to pick up the bullet shells, in case someone with bad intentions secretly peeped...

　　 "Let me help you."

　　 Oxilia made a sound but didn't immediately start her hands. Instead, she waited until Ren nodded before she cast the spell.

　　 A burst of invisible wind blew up, gathered all the bullet shells, and then flew up, divided into dozens of strands like flowing water, and fell accurately into the backpack of the ultimate fighter.

　　 The whole process was completed in less than ten seconds, fast and good.

　　 Rehn scanned the surroundings several times, including under the steps, and confirmed that there were no missing cartridge cases. He couldn't help but admire Oxilia's fine control over spells.

　　 The extreme fighters are also very happy.

　　 "Let's go over."

　　 Ren took the lead down the steps. When he passed the big pit, he saw the charred body lying in the pit, and finally remembered that Sonas, Marquis of Gilou, was still here.

　　Since he sent Sonas to the pit, he hasn't taken care of it.

　　 Ren hurriedly jumped in. Sonas's situation was better than expected. After using the healing scroll, he himself used other life-saving items, and he survived successfully without being torn apart by the undead army.

　　 His right leg was broken, and only a piece of skin remained attached.

The broken leg is not a big problem, and it can be picked up by the high-ranking priest in the Temple of the Earth, but his soul is very weak. He is attacked by the death force of Elon Ravennat, and he may have to rest after being dispelled by magical magic. It takes a year and a half to fully recover.

　　 "Marquis Gillaus, can you still hold it?" Renn asked concerned.

　　 "Can't die temporarily."

　　 Sonas glared at him angrily, "Can't you just pay attention? If I hadn't had a high-level magic resistance scroll, I would have been killed by your lightning!"

"Uh……"

　　 Rain noticed that many of the scars on Sonas' body were caused by lightning.

　　 The lightning from the thunder strike is a range attack, which he cannot precisely control, and he will remember it in battle.

　　 At least dozens of thunder strikes were released nearby. It was a miracle that Sonas was affected and not electrocuted.

　　 He must have suffered a great sin.

　　 "Surely next time."

　　 Ryan smiled wryly. In fact, he was a little gloat in his heart. Anyway, he didn't die. It was because he had punished him right before.

　　 He returned the "Troll Slayer" to Sonas, and said, "Thank you for lending me the Troll Slayer. I will pay you the bottle of Furious Beast Blood Medicine at the market price."

Sonas took the giant axe, stroked it twice, and then used it as a crutch, stood up swayingly, gritted his teeth and said: "No, the medicine is for self-help, and it's not worth much. money."

　　 "Okay." Renn nodded.

　　 He saw that Sonas was okay, so he didn't speak any more and hurried over.

　　 On Luin Square, Anse Verdous stood on the edge of the huge pit, and wizards came from all over the floating city and surrounded the square.

　　 When Ren arrived, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

　　 Especially the extreme fighters who followed behind.

They looked at the Extreme Soldier and the Rambo's Spear wrapped in black cloth behind their backs. Some were full of curiosity, and some were a little scared in life, and they involuntarily shrank their necks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Many people watched. It was the scene where the legendary necromancer was shot in an instant.

　　 There is also the horrible cross firepower net. More than half of the undead army of the Scourge made a crazy impact on the entrance where Ren was located, but finally failed to break through.

　　 More than a dozen people blocked the attack of tens of thousands of enemies. Looking at the long history of the world of Ellen, it is difficult to find several more brilliant achievements.

　　 The battle between Ren and Aaron Ravennat was even more daunting!

　　 Today, without Ren and his extreme fighters, the consequences would be disastrous.

　　 It can even be said that Rehn led the people to save the Wezeland Floating City, saved the homes of wizards, and saved thousands of lives in Modu.

　　 After this time, the name of Lord Glamorgan, Rene Augustus, will spread throughout the human kingdom, juxtaposed with many heroes in history, and become the protagonist in the epic poem.

　　 Even after hundreds of years, even thousands of years later, it will not be forgotten.

　　 The wizards offered a way.

　　 When Renn passed by, every wizard saluted him by touching his chest, expressing his gratitude, even the legendary wizard and several speakers.

　　 "Ryan." Cade shouted approvingly.

　　 "Your Excellency, Earl."

　　 "Lord Lord..."

　　 The wizards all spoke out, offering their highest respect to Rennes.

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