Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 797
Before the white dragon Poldris returned to the coral barrier reef.

The coast was already covered with glaciers, and the wind was howling. The White Dragon Priest raised his ice spear, and along the snowy slope towards the land, an ice storm fell from a high place, spreading hoarfrost on the approaching giants.The frozen ominous giants have reached twenty, and the frozen flesh and blood cling to the thick ice wall, forming a huge terrifying mural.

Princes stood on the top of the iceberg, looking down on the group of demons.The hatred and hostility in her eyes did not receive a response from the ominous omen of the deep sea.In the thick fog, twisted giants stepped out one by one slowly, approaching the glacier of death, and those selves embedded in the ice did not let the ominous giant let out a roar.They advance silently, like a spreading black tide, nothing can stop them, and the condensed fearful breath is stating the cold reality: nothing can stop him, even if it is just a flesh and blood body like a puppet being manipulated, it is unstoppable.

A cluster of oppression enveloped the white dragon's head, Poldris felt a little cold, and Princess, who was sitting on the back of his neck, reached another extreme.Repressed to the limit, arousing rebellious rage.

Spread the flying wings, roll up the blizzard and dive, turn the magic power of frost into a spear and pierce the body of the ominous giant, and continue to move forward as the body gradually stiffens.Poldris was terrified of the thick fog in his heart, and the giant that walked out of it had already exceeded the range of the thick fog. The thick fog was like a bottomless pit, and countless monsters that could corrupt the ocean came out.

Princess is indeed powerful, but her power is limited. Maintaining an iceberg may not consume too much for the dragon priest who survived the last battle of gods, but she will not last forever.Perhaps, their offensive looked in the wrong direction.Poldris reminded him several times, but the white dragon priest seemed to be dazzled by anger, and only wanted to vent his anger on the endless puppets.

The madness of the White Dragon Priest made Arnoin, who was hiding in the dark, feel ridiculous, and it was common sense for spellcasters to keep calm.He meticulously maintained the séance, controlling the Omen of the Deep to oppress the White Dragon in a slowly eroding state.These hateful enemies of God deserve this fate.Anoin is quite confident in his concealment spells. As an old-school lich and a senior professor of flesh and blood, he is very good at hiding himself. In addition to the magic power to maintain the ritual, he is like a deep body Corpses buried in the ground.

"Keep yelling, idiot, my goal is about to be achieved."

"Morokei! How long do you have to watch!" Prinzis roared in the blizzard. She maintained a mad posture, but her eyes were as cold as ever.Venting the wind and snow is her disguise, using herself as a bait, delaying tactics, the dragon priest is like a dragon, and has long been accustomed to group tactics.

A creepy and strong magical force tore through the space rift, wearing a dragon priest mask and a blue dragon priest in a simple robe appeared on the coastline, without a wand or other magic equipment, the scholar stood on the ice floe, like Came for an outing.

Before Arnoin could heave a sigh of relief, the premonition of death came to him again.

If there had been a sun, the great shadow overhead would have warned him sooner, but unfortunately, the dark mist of the deep sea made the area as dark as night.

boom! ! !
What fell from the sky was a fallen floating city.The base of the cone engraved with mysterious runes is like a sword of a god falling from the zenith.The collapsing earth and rocks still couldn't escape the attack range of the floating city, and Arnoin only had time to open up the defensive spell, and was swallowed by the magic burst of the defensive rune and the physical impact of the acceleration of gravity.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the soil exploded under the impact like water spray. The harbor near Moshuai broke directly from the continental shelf and became a new floating island, waiting for the sea to fill the terrifying gully.

The urban area of ​​the Wandering City is not here. What replaces the urban area and is connected to the base is a crystalline blue dragon that radiates diamond light all over its body.Christo firmly grasped the mage tower under him with his claws. Even with the assimilation of the magic net to offset the impact, the blue dragon still felt numb all over.He raised his head, felt the smashed ground along the base, and reported the situation to the teacher.

"Teacher, there is no abnormal magical reaction anymore."

Mr. Scholar, standing on the ice floe admiring the frozen colossus, squeezed his chin, "My student, since this is your first time manipulating the magic wand of the sky, Moonneffar, I suggest you follow the tutorial to perform the next steps."

"But……"

"The second step..."

"The second step, Moonneffar connects to the magic net, ready to release a wide-area burst of magic power, three, two, one." Powerful white light burst out from the ground crack, and the soil wailed in the magic power, no less than the first time The earthquake struck by the city defense occurred in this area. After the white light dissipated, the surrounding environment was completely changed.

The crystallization that condenses magic power covers a radius of ten miles, and the original landform features have completely disappeared.

Crystal opened his mouth, staring at his masterpiece.

"Teacher, only the magic power reacts."

Morokei nodded, looking up at the White Dragon Priest descending in front of him.

"third step."

Blue Dragon sighed.

"The third step is to recover the magic power crystal, supply it to Moonneffar, recharge it, and start."

The floating city climbed up again, and the crystallized products of the changed earth and rock structure were shattered under the magic power, turning into pure magic power and flowing into the magic net. When the wandering city rose again...

"Teacher, everything is gone. Instead of calling it a basin, this place is more like an abyss..." Christo's voice trembled a little. He clearly remembered that he controlled the device under his body and wiped out a piece of land step by step. , less than 10 minutes before and after.Calling this kind of result a natural disaster is too much. He remembered that the original purpose was to solve a believer of an evil god.

Mr. Scholar seemed to hear the blue dragon's uneasiness and comforted him softly.

"It doesn't matter, child, you will use the power of the world builder to mend it later."

It’s okay if he doesn’t say it, but when he said it, Christo immediately exploded.

"This is different from what I thought! Teacher! You didn't tell me that the world builder would be such a terrifying power! He is a believer of evil gods, and killing him is like kicking a stone at a construction site!" Crystal said. His character is like this, his first reaction when he comes into contact with powerful power is not ecstasy, but worry about whether he can control it and use it correctly.

The scholar remained graceful and gentle, patiently enlightening Christo.

"We are the incarnation of the magic net, we supervise the magic power, and no spellcaster can escape our perception. We transform the environment and repair the stitches. Although we joined the Salvation Society because of this, children, we are good people." The scholar discovered that Christo The problem is that he doesn't have a correct understanding of the power he has. He seems to think of himself and himself as too weak.

"But you said that those who surpass us in realm will not be built by the world..." Blue Dragon remembered the tragedy of that unknown believer of the evil god, "I doubt the authenticity of your guarantee."

"But he didn't surpass me."

Mr. Scholar, the blue dragon priest Morokui, the failed stealer of the dragon age, the eight-lock level, and the world builder.I like to take the Crusader King Raymond and his rebellious student Apocalypse as examples, because there are really few who surpass him.Mr. Scholar is habitually humble, but his student Blue Dragon seems to take his humility as weakness.

There are one or two people who are stronger than me, really only one or two people are stronger than me.

Seeing his sister approaching him aggressively, the scholar finally added.

"Anoin must have never listened to the open class on the spirit of the bones taught by your father before."

"If you have been in contact with it, this old lich should be able to last a little longer."

(End of this chapter)