Arcane Linguist

Chapter 353 Quagmire Plan Reappears
  The autumn wind is bleak, and the dead leaves are like butterflies.

Shirem was dressed in ragged clothes and was in such a mood at the moment.

"You actually know me?"

He was shocked and annoyed, and his originally hoarse voice became sharp.

"Yes, after I learned that you were responsible for the undead here, I asked someone to retrieve your information and find out everything.

You used to be an apprentice in the 01st class of Helanus Academy. He was accidentally involved in a taboo experiment, resulting in disfigurement and disability.

The person in charge of the experiment was busy covering it up, putting the blame on you for illegal operations and other things, and even forced you to drop out of school and leave the college.

You appealed and claimed many times, but to no avail, and you were beaten until the injury recurred.

In order to treat you, my father worked hard to earn money, but died in a mining accident within a few years. My mother also died of a serious illness due to overwork.

Later, you joined the Evil God of Outland and devoted yourself to revenge on the academy and those who framed you back then. "

"You actually know this?" Hirem was shocked again, and immediately his face darkened, "I knew it!
  I knew, and no one knew better than the people who framed me, that I was innocent! "

"Based on what happened back then, you were indeed framed, but you are not necessarily innocent.

Because you have done too many wrong things for revenge, and you even joined the enemies of the empire, illegally learned necromancy, captured souls, stole corpses, harvested and cut animals...

None of these crimes is lighter than the blame he shouldered back then.

So even if you are wronged, it is impossible to be vindicated again. "

"I don't care!" Xirem gritted his teeth, "Because I have long understood that there is no fairness and justice in this world, only power is real!
  I am no longer as naive as I used to be, always thinking about some explanation. The power of magic is my explanation!

Although I don’t know how you found this exit, you must not have thought that I have also deployed an army of undead here. Just you guys, there is no way you can stop me! "

He waved his bone staff, and skeletons and zombies poured out from behind.

There are a huge number of these undead creatures. They were originally buried in this graveyard-like valley. They move according to orders and are really like a real army.

Roland took out a magic card from his pocket, chanted the spell, and a holy angel with white wings appeared.

This is a messenger from the Paradise Mountain in the outer world, a contracted spirit cultivated by the power of faith of the Church of Light, and is also a dependent of the Lord of Light (the old church period).

Because Roland has good relations with the Church of Light, he has the permission to summon and drive them.

This kind of lawful and good holy soul has a natural hostility towards the undead clan and necromancers. When it comes, it immediately responds to the instructions and launches an attack.

He shot out a holy light bullet the size of a human head in his palm. This magic light ball full of positive energy is an attack spell full of destructive power for undead creatures. When it touches it, it will immediately fly away.

Even the huge Abomination became dying after taking a few hits, and was then killed on the spot by the condensed lightsaber.

"Holy Light Art!"

Roland took out a handful of magic cards again, and a brilliant and mighty holy light shone in the world.

In the eyes of lawful and neutral creatures, the holy and soft light is full of positive energy that inspires people and heals injuries, but to undead souls that use negative energy to maintain their existence, it is equivalent to terrifying flames.

Ordinary skeletons and ghosts hiding in the middle of the army were defeated in an instant. The zombies were covered with flesh and blood, and they also made a chirping sound and continued to lose power.

After a while, most of the soldiers fell down, and even Hirem was affected by the holy light, covering his face and screaming.

But even with such massive killings, there were still undead pouring out of the valley, blocking their way.

The injured Hirem stumbled back into the military formation, using a wall of bones and flesh to block Roland and the Holy Light Messenger.

"The upper limit of the Necromancer is indeed extremely high."

Roland couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"Kill them for me!"

Hirem covered the left side of his face and gave orders to the undead army in a deep voice.

"But after all, he is just a wild mage outside the tower. He has no idea what a high-level mage actually means."

In response, Roland just smiled lightly.

Golden light appeared in his palm, and a Siris talisman with the true meaning of the law appeared.

The upper part of this talisman simulates the Muduo giving orders, and the lower part simulates the person receiving orders. It is surprisingly an oracle bone character with the word "order" leaping like a flame.

The word "order" contains the command and the true meaning of the instruction. Under the blessing of the true meaning of the law, the mysterious power forms strands of golden light.

Based on the magical structure of the Seris runes, it has different meanings from the oracle bone inscriptions period, the bronze inscriptions period, and the seal character period. The glyphs continue to become standardized and neat, and at the same time, they extend the meaning of laws, systems, etc.

Looking through the golden light that makes up this rune, it seems that there is a figure kneeling inside, which vividly expresses the meaning of being ordered.

Roland raised his hand, and "Antonia's Magic Book" floated up, clattering, and opened automatically.

Level 2 spell: "Command the Undead"!
  The effect of this famous necromancy spell is to control an undead creature.

Undead creatures are also divided into intelligent and non-intelligent types. They cast spells according to different situations, and the final effects are different.

Roland targeted the personal guard behind Hirem, a tall skeleton warrior wearing armor.

This mindless undead creature is an elite soldier carefully cultivated, and has combat capabilities far superior to ordinary skeletons.

But as the golden light shrouded the eyes, a mysterious force quietly usurped the authority to control the envoy.

The "Command Undead" blessed by the true meaning of the law unreasonably covered the mark of Shirem's control of this undead creature, and seized the command with the law-level power of "real effect".

This is not an easy thing to do, but with the blessing of the extraordinary trait "Soul Resonance" obtained by Roland's promotion to a high level, ordinary level 2 spells also have a hint of law power.

This is what resonates across the universe.

Using the resonance with this force of law that spans the universe, Roland can easily strengthen and modify the essence of various magics, making them a talisman culture from the root level.

It is easy to seize this low-level servant of a wild mage whose highest rank is no more than mid-level.

"Kill him!" Roland murmured softly and gave his order using the level 0 spell "Communication".

Shirem seemed aware of it, but was completely unprepared.

This is also part of Roland's plan.

Roland had already found Shirem's weakness through the level 9 spell "Retrospective Vision" and his own "Operations". He suffered severe brain damage in the experiment many years ago. In addition to gaining the endurance to adapt to the necromancy experiment far better than ordinary people, he also became far slower and more numb than ordinary people.

Such people have absolutely no chance of adapting to circumstances.

What's more, the surroundings are filled with holy light, which is an unfavorable environment for the Necromancer.

In an instant, a rusty sword pierced through his heart.

With a shocked, confused and doubtful expression on his face, Shirem staggered a few steps, then fell to the ground with a thump without making any sound.

Roland took advantage of the victory and took out a few bottles of holy water from his pocket, chanted a spell, and sprinkled them out as magic materials for the rain spell.

These holy waters are top-quality products specially supplied by the Church of Light to high-end people like them. They are not cheap products that are diluted and sprinkled in large water tanks to deceive the public.

So a light rain fell, and the undead army continued to fall.

Gang Kidd, Michus and others also joined the battle, using pre-prepared holy light magic cards and blessed weapons to continuously expel and subdue demons, creating a restraint effect that gets twice the result with half the effort.
  Although there were more than a thousand of these ownerless undead souls who had lost their masters, they were like a piece of loose sand and were easily wiped out.

After wiping out this army, Roland came to Hirem's side and asked Gang Kidd to go up and inspect the relics on him.

Soon after, Gunkid laid out the things Hiram was carrying one by one and placed them on the ground nearby.

Roland stepped forward to check in person and fell into a long silence.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with these things?"

Atali took a look and found that this necromancer was really extremely poor, and the relics on his body didn't even have a few decent magic equipment.

Those bottles and jars are also filled with poisons or materials for refining undead creatures.

Most of them are things bought from the black market. That kind of place claims to have a complete range of goods, but it is full of all kinds of black goods of unknown origin, as well as fake and shoddy imitations.

The wild mage was not wealthy to begin with, and joining this extremely money-consuming business made things even worse.

Roland looked down upon the debris and released a burning hand to burn them all, leaving behind the letters and notes instead.

After doing this, he turned back and said to Atali: "Hirem's experience reminds me of the time when I was almost plagiarized by Ramchi and squeezed out the opportunity at Farland Academy.

The Arcane Empire is always great and bright, and the talent promotion ceremony is the foundation of the country, but there are inevitably some dark corners where the sun cannot shine.

However, ordinary people are as small as dust. Even if there is only a hint of darkness, it is darkness that blocks out the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

If I hadn't been picked up by the teacher and successfully entered the Mage Tower, I might have fallen into a reckless state and become an extreme and angry avenger like him. "

Atali was so surprised that even Gang Kidd, Michus and others couldn't help but turn around.

They could not imagine what a loss it would be to the Arcane Empire for people like Roland to fall into the wild.

Roland continued: "I may spend my whole life looking for my own fair way.

If at that time, an evil god or devil reaches out to me, I will jump into the pit without hesitation, just to fight for this breath! "

"That's really..." Atali was a little confused for a moment.

“But I am not saying this to sympathize with Shirem, but to see that Atrein does have some hidden dangers.

This may also be the hidden danger of all arcane empires. While they actively develop education and expand the recruitment of mages, they fail to provide enough jobs or opportunities to shine.

Like Sofia Polina, it is possible to change careers, but if there is a choice, who is really willing to entertain people with sex and live a youthful life? "

When Roland said this, his eyes paused on Atali's tall and graceful figure.

He knew clearly that he also had a disease that was common to all humans, and that all humans had similar diseases.

I hope that everyone is equal above myself, and even big men cannot easily have privileges that exceed themselves.

But at the same time, everything is taken for granted.

When it comes to reading, there is a golden house in the book. If you are good at learning, you will become an official. When it comes to ancestors, why can't the efforts of several generations be as good as your ten years of poverty?

Perhaps only people like Hirem can truly understand the true meaning of this world.

One or two hirem is not worth mentioning, but if there are hundreds, tens of thousands.

I'm afraid even the legendary mage will be helpless.

Because things are not isolated and static, there will be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of similar tragedies in an environment that can produce hundreds of shrems.

There will always be people who are weaker than Shirem, and the black ones are still just apprentices, but there will also be people who will advance to high levels, and even become legends, becoming the nightmare of the entire Atrein.

Roland picked up a notebook in his hand, which contained records of communications between Hiram and people in the organization.

"Hirem is not alone, and it is impossible for him to grow from an out-of-school apprentice to a fourth-level necromancer on his own.

The situation of the organization behind him is still unknown, but there is at least a mysterious figure called "mentor", who may be a high-level mage.

During these more than ten years, the 'mentor' continued to teach them spells and provided a large amount of resources and technology in order to create a natural disaster of the undead that swept through the Larus Territory and consumed Atrein's national power. "

"'Mentor'?" Gang Kidd and others paid attention, "Sir, this matter must be reported immediately."

"Yes, it is unlikely that a person like the 'Mentor' will put all his eggs in the same basket. There may be hidden dangers of undead disasters elsewhere."

Roland actually had something he didn't mention, which was that the organization behind "Mentor" was involved in the so-called "quagmire plan".

That was top-secret information that he, Bolas and others discovered in Reiner's world, and so far only Antonia and other senior officials know about it.

The so-called "quagmire plan" is a conspiracy between one or more empire-level forces to plot against each other.

Because the major planes and worlds have been at peace for too long, their respective development has stagnated to some extent.

If it cannot obtain more resources and wealth from the outside, it is very likely that it will be surpassed by each other's competitors, or even various defects in its own system will lead to the outbreak of hidden dangers, thus falling into decline.

This will lead to a serious imbalance of power and miss many opportunities.

To this end, several major empires need to stumble, set traps, confuse and weaken each other.

Just like eight people in a dormitory can set up dozens of WeChat groups, this so-called "quagmire plan" was initiated by one of the groups that Atrein was not a member of, specifically targeting Atrein.

If you dig deeper, there may be various enemies, allies, and even high-level officials behind it.

(End of this chapter)