Warhammer Wizard

The Temple of Truth, the Council Chamber.

The imperial parliamentarians came to the stage one by one and walked to the voting table in the middle. When they passed in front of Ren, they saw the consul's face was calm and his deep eyes fell on them, and they immediately felt tremendous pressure.

Most of the more than 300 members of parliament,

I have had contact with the consul over the years.

They are either shareholders of sub-continent trading companies, making a lot of money, and their wealth has increased tenfold or even hundreds of times in just ten years; , tied to the consul's boat and could not get off at all.

There are also members who are imperial officials, provincial governors, legionaries, mayors, cabinet ministers,

It was only with the help of the consul that it was able to get where it is today.

The swing members are mostly noble lords, as well as high-level figures from the Mechanical Union, the Church of the Earth, and the Church of Justice.

the past few months.

The Duke of Grey Eagle met with the councillors privately, but what Grey Eagle did not know was that most of the councillors had met with the consul before the event, and some were after the event.

Interest is the strongest bond.

How to choose between the consul and the Duke of Gray Eagle, almost every swing member gave the same answer.

A few more stubborn or ulterior minded members found that they had no secrets in the face of the consul. The consul could always see his bottom line at a glance, forced himself into a corner, and gave himself no room to sway at all.

those MPs who betrayed the Balancers and the Netherites,

So shaken.

A gem is put into a container that represents approval.

Upvotes are rising fast!

On the rostrum, the expressions of the Holy Spirit wizards were different.

Tim Kennan and Kell Stone's eyes almost burst into flames,

But they are just projections, and the rune circle arranged on the stage is controlled by Ren,

Ren alone easily suppressed the entire Supreme Council.

The two looked at the imperial congressmen who voted in favor,

His face became more and more ugly.

It's not a matter of betrayal MPs, what's even more terrifying are some people who have not exposed their attitudes before,

Even voted in favor.

Belisarius, the first vice president of the Mechanical Union, and three other vice presidents;

Dean Margaret of Eratossa College, the most well-known destruction warlock in the empire, the spiritual leader of more than 70% of warlocks;

The five nobles in Modu, except for the Glamorgan region, all supported Renne without exception;

The northern nobles of the empire are headed by "Marquis Jerimu" Batura. For the past ten years, he has served as the military minister of Rennes. He was originally going to run for the next consul, but he also voted in favor. The nobles, who followed Baratu and fell to Ren;

"Batura!"

Kelston couldn't believe it.

Batura has been his most loyal ally for hundreds of years. When Renn invited him to be the Minister of Military Affairs and Military Affairs, he also asked himself for instructions. Considering the importance of the Minister of Military Affairs and Government, he could keep an eye on Renn's side. So agreed.

Unexpectedly, Batura betrayed himself!

Kelston also woke up in anger.

No wonder Batura didn't meet him face to face for two years,

He knows that he can read his mind and dare not appear in front of him,

Expose the fact of betrayal.

Shortly after Batura, the city lord of Hestaff of Shenzhen-Hong Kong City also came to power and voted in favor without hesitation.

Shenzhen-Hong Kong City is the first of the nine cities in the "Tourde Trade City-State". The other eight cities have city lords who are imperial councillors. The positions of the nine councillors have always been the same. Followed by support.

Hasstaff's influence was not limited to the trading city-states. The nobles in the southern part of the empire also headed by him and voted in favor.

There are no Holy Soul wizards in the southern part of the empire, but they are the starting point of the golden route. The trade is developed and they are deeply involved in the trade activities of the subcontinent. Their interests have long been tied together.

Next, the heads of the major legions of the empire also came to power.

The Sword of Arcane, the Iron Knights, and the Dragon Lizard Knights, the heads and deputy heads of the three major knights all voted in favor; three of the four major legions, the Rick Guard, the Storm Legion, and Alpha The hammer, expressed his support for Ren.

Only the Griffon Legion voted against, and their station was in the northern prairie. They have been bound to the Nether faction since their establishment, and even Ren couldn't intervene.

The overall strength of the Imperial Army has risen a notch over the past few years.

Each legion is expanding, even doubling directly.

Because the number of extraordinary people in the empire is increasing, it is easy to recruit qualified extraordinary people;

At the same time, Ren sold a large number of black soul medicines to the Imperial Legion at a low price, and purchased them uniformly and supplied them regularly, so that the strength of the extraordinary in the Imperial Army was rapidly increased.

The next few imperial congressmen who came to power all voted in favor.

After the initial anger, Tim Kennan and Kelston suddenly calmed down when they saw this scene, with gloom and surprise flashing in their eyes. Master Congerald, Master Huo Huai, including members of Anse Verdas and the Modus Sect, were all shocked.

These are the representatives of the Church of the Earth and the Church of Justice.

There are not many people, there are three in each church, and their status in the church is not at the top.

However, they represent two great churches!

The empire is the empire of wizards and the mortal kingdom of the goddess of magic. Although the three gods are side by side, wizards are the real ruling class. The Mother Earth and the God of Justice also acquiesce to this rule, and they restrict the church from participating in imperial politics.

Therefore, the two major churches have only three representatives in the Imperial Council. When voting, they generally follow the trend or abstain from voting and remain neutral.

Today, they all voted for it.

Although it is still possible to follow the crowd to vote and not really support Ren as the life-long consul, even if it is just a possibility, it is very surprising.

"Did the Church of the Earth and the Church of Justice also fall to Ren?"

The Holy Spirit wizards were astonished.

The number of affirmative votes increased, and the Holy Soul Wizards couldn't help but look at Rennes frequently, but they saw Ren also turn his head, but Ren's attention was not on Tim Kenan or Kelston, he was concerned about People surprise everyone.

Tuzre, Duke of the Black Robe!

Ren's eyes met Tuzre's, and then paused.

Tuzre didn't seem to notice, as usual, there was no change in expression on his face, and he had an attitude of not wanting to intervene at all. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was distracted.

But after a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ren.

The golden hourglass in Tuzrei's pupils flashed away, and then calmed down again, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a meaningful expression to Ren.

Back in time a few minutes ago.

In the lower level of the Underdark, Raistlin borrowed Kwai Lu's guiding stone beacon to continuously cast a mass teleportation technique, quickly teleporting his ten archmages towards Elaine.

Soon, the archmages appeared near one of the nearest guiding stones.

A quaint gate made of countless worms appeared in Raistlin's eyes. His gaze penetrated the layers of void and locked Elaine's direction.

A few seconds later, he successfully opened a portal.

This portal penetrates the spatial coordinate distortion of the dark area, and the teleportation location precisely falls in a cave outside Elaentor. The archmages enter the portal, which is less than five kilometers away from Elaentor. Once Teleport can go directly to the city.

The figures of the ten archmages disappeared one after another, and they circled Elaento and hid in all directions outside the city.

Raistlin began to cast spells.

First, a hidden force sound was arranged in the cave to cover up his spellcasting fluctuations.

Then, he held the staff and injected a huge amount of mana, and the straight staff flashed a strange magic light, which lasted for a whole minute, and finally completed the casting.

Tenth Level Spell - True Mirror Image!

An identical Raistlin was created, with a thin body and a pale complexion. This real mirror has everything Raistlin has, knowledge and thinking, magic items and staff on his body, and can exist for an hour, no different from the body.

Raistlin is level 34!

True Mirror Image was the first tenth-level spell he mastered. After studying the Staff of the Endless Storm and having many experiences in using it, he built a spell model in his soul in only half a month.

The two Raistlin cast the spell again, still true mirroring!

They held the "Endless Storm" staff in their hands, injected mana, and triggered the true mirroring technique attached to the staff.

A minute later, two Raistlin became four.

The four Raistlin looked at each other, as if copying and pasting, their minds were the same, and they had the same powerful spellcasting ability!

The casting interval of the True Mirror Image was one day, and the True Mirror Technique attached to the Endless Storm had to cool down for seven days. The True Mirror Image could no longer use the True Mirror Technique, and the copied Endless Storm had also been triggered. Therefore, there could only be four Raistlins at the same time.

But that's enough.

A real image waved his staff and teleported into Elaentor instantly.

Over the past ten years, nothing has changed in this illithid city.

Two huge rifts are staggered to form an "X" shape. Lava is rolling under the rifts, and countless caves are carved out of the vertical cliffs, where tens of thousands of gray dwarf slaves live.

Several underground dark rivers flowed down from the top of the rift, forming waterfalls that fell into the magma, hot and cold collided, and continued to emit violent explosions. The river water was evaporated by high temperature, and the lava lake was covered with thick mist. Wet the cliffs.

On the lava lake in the middle of the city stands a huge rock in the shape of a mountain. The interior is hollowed out and built into layers of buildings, like a tower.

A dark palace was built on the top of the rock. The walls were carved with countless illithids, tentacles and tadpole-shaped murals.

The vastness of this spiritual energy has reached the point where it is visible to the naked eye.

It is like a layer of bright blue-violet light, which has the effect of capturing the soul, and it is like a living thing. Many caves, stone bridges and tunnels above the cliffs also have rune circles and magic traps that echo them.

A strange aura was revealed everywhere in Elaentor City, like entering a twisted world in a nightmare.

The all-seeing eye cannot see through this aura, and it is limited everywhere, like seeing flowers in the fog.

The real image stayed in the rift for a moment, then mind jumped again and entered the palace on the top of the giant rock.

Same as back then.

The huge palace is extremely empty, as silent as a tomb, and there is nothing but a circular pool in the middle.

Raistlin's true mirror saluted the pool, and said softly, "Master Ogulevi, here I come."

The surface of the water churned, and a ray of light rose from the bottom of the water.

The light group gradually dispersed, and a tall and thin figure emerged from it. He was wearing a gorgeous black and purple magic robe, and in his dry hands he held a silver-gray staff. On the head of the staff was a dragon claw, holding a Strange eyeballs the size of a fist, with an hourglass-shaped pupil.

He has an ugly and huge head, which seems to be forcibly spliced ​​to the torso, peeling off the skull, exposing the ravine and criss-crossing brain, which looks creepy.

Six shriveled lavender tentacles hung down from his chin, and hung weakly in front of his chest.

There were only two sunken hollows where the face was originally, and there were two blushing blue flames in the depths.

It is Master Ogurevi!

Ogulevi floated over from the water in the brain pool and landed gently, dragging the back of his gorgeous robe to the ground, staring at Raistlin, the flames in his eyes twitched a few times.

"You can always bring me some surprises, Ren."

Ogulevi's voice was as indifferent as always, when he spoke, the tentacles of his chin curled and trembled unconsciously, "You got the Heart of the Master Brain and the Creation Technique from me, but in just over ten years, you have created so many powerful I have some regrets."

Obviously, he has noticed the archmage outside Elaentor.

"Grandmaster."

Raistlin's real mirror looked sincere and said, "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you. I went to visit the master in Elaentor today, just to find out the master's attitude."

"Be my enemy, hehe..." Ogulevi laughed, his face covered with only a layer of dry skin without a trace of smile, as if he was mocking, and asked instead, "Do you want to be an emperor like that?"

"Yes."

The real mirror answered frankly.

"More than a thousand years ago, the 'Usurper' Walden and 'Kafranz II' were both defeated. I took the opportunity to create the Supreme Council and seized the power of the empire. I just don't want to see another emperor in the empire, and let Orienther become the A kingdom ruled by wizards."

Ogulevi briefly described the history of the past, the flames in his eyes stagnated, and his voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Now, how dare you tell me that you want to be emperor?"

Lich, the mastermind of the illithid monster, suddenly burst into a terrifying breath. The three energies of arcane magic, psionic energy, and the force of death are as vast as the sea, condensing into substance, distorting the surrounding void to the extreme, forming a bottomless pitch-black void. The light was swallowed up.

In the roar, the entire palace was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Raistlin faced Ogulevi's coercion, like a rock in the turbulent waves, suddenly smiled, and said indifferently: "Master, please calm down, this is not good for your mental state."

He probably figured out what Ogulevi was thinking.

Seemingly furious, but actually calm.

The really angry Ogulevi would never just use coercion to scare people. When he wanted to make a move, he wouldn't say a word of nonsense.

He is afraid!

The surging magic wave suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and Ogulevi snorted coldly: "What if I object?"

"Then I have to experience the master's magical power." Raistlin's true mirror replied: "Just taking this opportunity, I hope to prove one thing to the master: I, Ren Augustus, is absolutely qualified to be an Austrian. Emperor of Reense!"

The voice fell, and thirteen figures were teleported into the palace and scattered around the brain pool.

"Arsha has met Master Ogurevi."

"Xavier..."

"Saruman..."

"Marvolo..."

"Strange..."

"Ryze..."

"Landtherin..."

"Ishamel..."

"Bracey..."

"Malcador has seen Master Ogurevi."

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The blue flames in Oglevi's eye sockets flickered sharply.

He noticed that there were powerful spellcasters hidden outside Elaento, but he didn't expect there to be so many, and he didn't expect Ren's Archmage clone to be so high-level!

The four Raistlins are all above level 30!

Among the ten archmages, the two who called themselves "Saruman" and "Macado" were also over level 30, and the remaining eight were all close to level 30. Everyone exuded amazing mana fluctuations and mastered it. Many ninth-level spells are far more powerful than spellcasters of the same level.

Arcane, psionic energy, shadow, earth, water, fire and wind, the collision of surging energy causes invisible storms.

So many archmages are enough to rival the entire Supreme Council!

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