Wizards chase the truth

The pale white sunlight penetrated the cold air and clouds and descended on the earth. The vegetation struggled to break through the remaining layers of ice and snow, squeezing out the sprouting parts at the tips, longing for the sunshine that represented vitality.

The blizzard period has finally passed. The once white snow and biting cold are no longer there. Instead, everything is flourishing; the many lives sleeping in caves and under the earth's veins are also returning and awakening one by one.

The destruction caused by the wind and snow spirit is nothing to the huge nature. Even if the energy of the earth veins is extracted, it may be regenerated in other places after thousands or tens of thousands of years.

However, for the wizard group, the reduction of the energy tide of the earth veins and the damage of the resource areas are real losses of profits. This is extremely important. The teacher of the wizard Maier who is responsible for recording the information about the Pale Hand is the official wizard 'Fire Lion'. '; Every time he passed the corresponding branch of Pale Fortress, his face would become a little gloomier after collecting accurate data.

There are too many damaged resource areas, and the harm done to Fengxue's spirit cannot be underestimated.

"The stupid Pale Hand wizard can't even do a good job in preventing the harm to Fengxue's spirit. The Nightmare Wizard leads the war against all the wizards. It's natural to change the world."

"We will not make such a mistake and suffer such a big loss."

The Pale Fortress branch was renamed the Battle Fortress branch; Maier walked out of Branch No. 63 with a look of displeasure on his face. He looked back at the city buildings that had changed drastically, and said to himself, " None of the wizards with pale hands are good.”

The tone was not very polite, and there seemed to be a little resentment.

Naturally, it has a greater relationship with the current situation of Zhanzhixin.

Twenty years have passed since defeating the Pale Hand and then occupying this world.

A lot of things can happen in a long time. The traces of the Pale Hand will be completely erased. In the future, only the name "Conquest Place" will exist.

Looking through past historical books, you may be able to find traces of a wizarding force like the 'Pale Hand'.

The Heart of War also dispatched wizards to communicate with other wizard forces in the online area, completely entering the eyes of all wizard forces in the Frost and Snow Land, and also knowing some secrets of other online areas.

Surrounded by two wizarding forces, the Royal Palace maintained an indifferent attitude and did not show any goodwill towards the war. There were frequent frictions, which triggered continuous battles among the wizard apprentices around the border land - the dream-infested area.

On the contrary, the Ancient Heart, when faced with the Heart of War's attempt to interact and form some transactions on extraordinary resources, did not stand in the way, but readily accepted it.

The Ancient Heart Wizard even sent a wizard envoy to the Heart of War to sign some wizard contracts regarding resource transactions.

The most important thing is that the Ancient Heart Wizard has expressed that he wants to meet the owner of the War Heart - the Nightmare Great Wizard.

Unfortunately, the Great Wizard of Nightmare was in closed meditation and did not give any relevant response. Only Wizard of Netherlight came forward to receive the arrival of the spiritual consciousness of Wizard of Ancient Heart.
The negotiations between the two major wizarding forces are progressing very smoothly. Wizard Gu Xin proposed to hold an exchange competition between wizard apprentices to supervise the forward momentum of wizard members from both sides. It would be held every certain period of time, and the rewards would be discussed jointly by both parties.

"Master Wizard McCree, it's okay to become an official wizard, but why did Rick become qualified to become an extreme wizard apprentice in such a short period of time?"

Maier has been at the extreme wizard apprentice level for a long time, and the latecomers coming from behind gave him a greater sense of crisis.

At present, the resources are almost divided, and each wizard no longer has extra resource benefits to obtain. Everything must rely on his own efforts in exchange for resources and battle points.

The internal competitive pressure gradually increased, especially after McCree became the new official wizard.

The border land is currently the most important way for the wizards of the heart of war to obtain battle points. The relative price is to risk their lives and fight with the wizards in the palace of kingship.

Maier has never been to the border land, and he always has a layer of worry in his heart. Under the care of the Fire Lion Wizard, he has never lacked resources, and his inheritance has gone straight to the official wizard level. He had the intention to find his own path, but I can't find any clues, and I can't see the way forward to break through the official wizard and condense the true spirit.

"Legendary potions. Perhaps the only thing that can help me is legendary potions."

Maier sighed. The legendary potion can certainly allow people to embark on the legendary road and become a true spiritual wizard, but it also means embarking on an extremely difficult road. They have to compete with many wizards and work harder to obtain natural disaster points. The most direct way is to go to the border land and welcome the fight between life and death.

"Teacher should be able to help me, not to mention that I am not the only one who is stuck in the current limit state. The one who has made the most progress is Ariana, the disciple of Sorcerer Sur, who has stepped into the limit state."

"Solomon, the son of God, is a freak and cannot be compared at all. Now he should be in the borderlands, as an official wizard holding the line, responsible for dealing with the wizards from the palace of kings."

Suddenly, Maier stopped in the airspace, and the ripples formed by the particle energy spread, but a look of surprise appeared on his face, "This is a notification from the teacher. The Dark Light Wizard summoned all high-level wizards , return to the headquarters and start a new war against the Wizards Conference."

"All the true spirit wizards will return, and even the slaying wizard Son of God Solomon at the border will return. Wouldn't that mean there will be an emptiness on the border?"

Maier didn't understand, "Why is this happening? What happened to cause such a change."

He had a vague feeling that the war spirit would undergo an unprecedented change, but due to his status level, he was not qualified to participate in the war wizard conference. The only person who could get the news was his teacher, the Fire Lion Wizard. informed.

No matter what, he felt that he should return to the headquarters immediately. This was what the Fire Lion Wizard meant, and unexpected opportunities might come.

Changes will always bring something, whether good or bad. With the Fire Lion Wizard in charge, he doesn't have to worry too much.

After thinking about it, Maier changed direction, flew to a more prosperous branch fortress, and entrusted the investigation task to a trustworthy wizard of the Fire Lion School.

In addition to recruiting their own disciples, True Spirit Wizards have also developed their own schools to cater to disputes among some internal wizard groups. The schools represent a small force and compete for more interests in order to protect the interests they have.

Chi Chi!

There are not a few wizards like Maier who use flying witchcraft to form energy particle flames and return to their home base, either through wizard teleportation arrays or through some other methods. It is no surprise that they are all true spirits with the heart of war. Wizards all exist in a certain relationship.

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His long blue hair fell down his robe, his tall body, and the blue lines between his eyebrows, which brought a heavy sense of oppression, and he seemed to hear the sound and image of mountains of corpses and seas of blood; his figure condensed from nothingness. He walked out, found his own place, sat on a chair, and placed his hands flat on the conference table in front of him.

The slightly dark surroundings seemed to have no boundaries, covered by a faint gray ripple aura. He was not the only one sitting on the long conference table, and he even sat in a relatively middle and lower position.

It has nothing to do with identity. The seating position is all determined by strength and the accumulation of each person's contribution to the heart of war. In terms of strength, Solomon, the Son of God, came from behind, and may be stronger than most of the official wizards present, but in comparison In terms of years of existence and achievements, it would be far inferior.

The symbol of the Slaughter Wizard is a blue spear. The wizard next to it happens to be the extremely fiery Fire Lion Wizard. He has red hair, even his beard and eyebrows are red, and he shows a smile to the Slaughter Wizard. Smile.

The latter also smiled lightly and nodded as a response.

Soon, with the ups and downs of the extraordinary fluctuations, figures one after another condensed out of the void, or flew in from the outside world and sat in their respective positions.

In the huge wizard conference room, the aura gradually became so powerful that it reached a terrifying level. The black-haired figure in the black wizard robe at the top had to open his dark eyes and lower his gaze to suppress it.

As soon as the aura belonging to the Netherlight Wizard was released, the many formal wizard figures below also tried their best to suppress their own extraordinary fluctuations; if they were to follow their usual casual behavior, the connection in this small space would probably directly cause the vibration of the space.

As for mortals, they can't even get close. They will be deprived of vitality by the radiation energy in an instant, and their lives will be transformed into a pile of rotten flesh.

".Everyone!"

The light of particle energy was restrained on the body surface, and many official wizards with different expressions and shapes looked at the first person with extremely serious eyes, who were currently making decisions for the Heart of War.

——The Great Wizard of Netherlight.

"Twenty years have passed since we left the Zhanzhan Canyon and now. The years are really cruel. I believe you all feel that there have been many changes, but no matter how the changes are, I believe you all know the core essence of our Zhanzhixin. "

"Those are the various rules maintained, commanded, and developed by the great wizard of nightmare. The war spirit also exists because of the great wizard of nightmare." The ghostly light wizard said expressionlessly, "This time, the war against wizards begins. The conference is only for discussing one issue.”

"About the appointment of the second decision-maker"

Ignoring the many official wizards who were emitting auras due to emotional shock; the Ghost Wizard stood up from his seat, his momentum exploded instantly, suppressing everything, and looked down with indifferent eyes.

"I, Youguang, have resigned and been appointed by the Great Wizard of Nightmare to become the official second decision-maker of the Heart of War."

One word stirred up a stir, but the conference room became strangely quiet.

If the Great Wizard of Netherlight succeeds as the second decision-maker, there will indeed be no dispute.

But at this moment, an idea appeared in the minds of many official wizards.

Where is the great wizard of nightmare? It seems that he has not appeared for a long time. Is he still in deep meditation?

Son of God Solomon did not have many emotional changes. As a disciple of the Nightmare Grand Wizard, he knew more and knew things that many official wizards present did not know.

He would not say this answer.

The Netherlight Wizard, and even everyone who knows about it, will not speak out.

The Slaughter Wizard sighed in his heart: "Teacher, you left quietly, but you left a huge stall for us. The Battle of the Stars is the road to a higher level. I can understand your pursuit, but This is really a bit too reckless. '

He lowered his eyes, a sparkle appearing in his eyes.

He also has ideas about the Star Fighting Tournament.

The Grand Wizard of Nightmare will not be a participant in Heart of War.

There are only so many people left who can stand for election.

The Ghostlight Wizard and the Divine Blood Wizard do not meet the requirements.

Only he and his teacher's sister were left - Green Forest Wizard, the Green Wizard who was promoted to the official wizard level, and the Nether Wizard who was originally at the official wizard level but also entered a deep state of meditation.

'It seems that there can only be one candidate for the quota. The Sorcerer of Sur is eligible, but it seems that he will not participate. Then I have to defeat the others before I can represent the Heart of War. '

The Slaughter Wizard's eyes flashed, that was really not an easy challenge.

It didn't take long for him to become an official wizard. The biggest pressure should come from the Nether Wizard. It is still a little difficult to close the gap with the veteran official wizards. It is said that the Nether Wizard also has a terrifying sword.

Thinking of the God-Slaughter mark between his eyebrows, he felt confident in dealing with it, and felt relieved.

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The blue sky has clouds floating on it, seeming to be swayed by the wind; after the blizzard period, the land of frost and snow has a lot more good weather.

A special group of black clouds floated all the way from a distance, extremely fast and purposeful.

"Master Nightmare Wizard, you really want to take me to the Crimson Society."

Above the clouds, Zetian carefully looked at the black-robed figure standing in front with his back to him; his back was straight and his white hair was flying, as if he was in some special meditative state.

Zetian was not worried that speaking would disturb this terrifying leader of the warring forces.

I have lived in that illusory world for at least 20 years, and I have had many similar conversations.

In his eyes, the white-haired and black-robed wizard is relatively easy to talk to and has a good personality.

It's just that he is too cold and indifferent, and he doesn't seem to have much interest in the outside world. He actually just sits there in that illusory world for year after year.

He also saw with green eyes that the black land dug out by the white-haired and black-robed wizard planted strange flowers that bloomed one after another.

The reason why it is said to be strange is that the flowers themselves emit various colors of light. Some are extremely cold and simple, but they will reflect the dead light and appear specific images. A terrifying spear seems to be able to lock on any target and stab it. Wearing nothing, just watching the reflected scene outside the flower garden, he almost died and collapsed.

Some are colorful and colorful, but also have a sense of blur. No matter how he looks at the pictures, he can't see any shapes. But when he doesn't observe, specific shapes appear again. He only observes them for a moment. Once it arrived, it seemed to be the tail or wings of a huge creature.

"In the past 20 years, you have asked this sentence no less than three hundred times."

The white-haired and black-robed wizard opened his eyes, glanced back at Zetian, and suddenly smiled: "I am also a wizard member of the Crimson Society. I will take you into the Crimson Society and make a fortune."

Zetian laughed without replying. Then when he saw the Nightmare Great Wizard's raised right hand, his pupils suddenly dilated with disbelief, "It's actually real, the wizard's mark of the Crimson Society."

He even compared it with his own Crimson Wizard mark. It was real and unmistakable.

The great wizard of nightmare is actually one of our own! !

Wang Ya sensed the right place and the right time through the things given by the Grand Wizard Zunhuang and the imprint of the Crimson Society left behind.

Below is a mountain range of primeval forest, which seems to be a canyon fissure. The deep darkness shines out from it, as if it wants to swallow up all the light in the world.

Wang Ya suddenly activated the red metal token given by the Grand Wizard Zunhuang with the wizard mark of the Crimson Society.

next moment.Extremely distant space resonance radiation waves are transmitted and gradually form an astonishing energy storm, completely shattering the surrounding space. The darkness in the cracks in the real mountain seems to be gushing out and being involved in the black storm formed by the space fragmentation. Then he was pulled into it.

The strange red light scattered from the darkness, gradually forming a huge red portal with energy ripples, with various ancient wizard runes on it, and a crimson chain stretching out from the void to connect to the door.

Zetian was stunned and said in a low voice: "Are you kidding? Only the three adults of the Crimson Society have the authority to open the Crimson Sky Gate. They can go directly to the core area of ​​the headquarters without any obstruction."

"Why does the Nightmare Great Wizard have such abilities? It shouldn't be said why he has such authority."

An answer came to mind.

He is the great wizard Zun Huang.

Before Zetian could react, a black snake that seemed to be separated from the dark shadows continued to lengthen, and under the control of the Nightmare Wizard, bound his body; the Nightmare Wizard flew into the void door, and It pulled him into it.

Zetian finally came to his senses and shouted almost like a howl, "No, no, no, Lord Nightmare Wizard, I can't enter the Void Gate. I don't have the authority or the qualifications. The wizard apprentice cannot appear in this headquarters. In the core area.”

The red empty door swallowed up the two people, then turned into smoke, and the smoke disappeared between the sky and the earth. The dark canyon below gradually returned to calm, leaving only the harsh noise swept by the strong wind. (End of chapter)