I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

When he stood up shaking his dizzy head enduring tinnitus, he was surprised to find that he didn't seem to have suffered much damage, and then he noticed a faint light shield covering his body, with iridescent colors in the light. The shield circulates, extremely gorgeous.

Subconsciously, he glanced back at the glowing magic wand in Lux's hand, and thought inexplicably that magic seemed to be good.

Lux squeezed the wand in her hand nervously, looked around, found that all the enemies had been wiped out, and then heaved a sigh of relief, looking at Viscount Laurent inside the hall.

However, Lux, who had a strict family education, couldn't say anything cruel. After thinking for a while, she just said: "I will report the attack on the Radiant Ambassador to His Majesty the King, and the parliament will decide your guilt. Please spend the rest of your time well. Reflect."

After all, without waiting for Viscount Laurent to repent, he was going to defeat the other guards outside the hall, and then went to the territory of Harris Crownguard in the south to seek reinforcements and find Levis at the same time.

After all, the relationship with the local lord is almost endless, and Lux ​​will not be so stupid as to bring her own guards and Radiant Envoy to investigate in the small town of Merkel.

Not to mention the possibility of being attacked by Heron Laurent's army, Lux even suspected that he had been possessed by a demon. After all, how could a normal little nobleman have the guts to attack the crown guard?

But just when Lux was about to push open the hall door, iron-gray thorny vines that came from nowhere quickly covered the entire door, and the sharp spikes refused anyone to approach.

"Beautiful play."

An unfamiliar voice sounded behind her, and Lacus always felt that she had heard it somewhere before, and she turned around vigilantly.

At this time, some people came out from the long corridor leading to the back area of ​​the castle. Without exception, they all held crude wands in their hands. Viscount Herron Laurent.

He was wearing a thick woolen robe with a hood on his upper body, his facial features were tough and his eyes were firm, and the most surprising thing was the heavy shackles on his body—the forbidden magic stone shackles.

Such obvious features are obviously not difficult to recognize, Lux clenched the wand in her hand, "Sylas of Biangou Town? You did all this?"

"Biangou Town? I now have a new name, the Liberator. Liberate all the mages in Demacia who bear the bloody feud!" Silas grinned, and then he looked at Heron Law who fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment Viscount Lunt.

"Well, what should we do with this nobleman?"

"He must die!"

All the mages present glared at the viscount, their eyes were shining with hatred, the light of hatred.

"That must be." Silas nodded.

"However, this pig

There is one last use, as I recall Little John as if he hadn't seen blood yet. He said to those mages, his eyes stayed on a young man, and he smiled and encouraged: "Come on, child, to welcome your liberation." "

The young man called Little John swallowed his saliva, holding a silver dagger tightly in both hands, hesitant.

"This man is not your friend. His fortune is built on your pain. He would rather see you hanged than show you any kindness."

"Think of your dead parents, your sisters, your brothers, I hear they were all sold into slavery in Noxus by the bloody pigs."

Silas encouraged the boy's heart with a fatherly tone, and Little John's face gradually became ferocious, and the stone that belonged to the "Noble Supreme" that had been pressing on his chest for a long time was broken by Silas bit by bit.

Heron Laurent was obviously under the spell, and his expression was peaceful at this time, his eyes were dull, but Little John remembered his arrogance and disdain, and remembered his viciousness when he snatched away his relatives.

Panting heavily, he stabbed the dagger into the lord's throat with tears streaming down his face, and the young man's hands were wet with warm blood, and his shrill roar heralded the birth of a rebel.

"We have another like-minded brother!"

The joy was palpable on Silas's face, and no matter how many men he freed, no matter how many mages he let smash their chains, he couldn't help smiling.

Lacus covered her mouth, looking at the group of mages in front of her at a loss as if they were killing pigs and executed Heron Laurent. In her opinion, even if Heron Laurent's crimes are unforgivable, they should go through The death penalty is followed by the law.

And the mage in front of him seemed to regard taking away a person's life as some kind of trial, no matter how you looked at it, he was evil.

"Then—" Silas turned his attention back to Lacus, "Miss Laxana Crownguard, I'm giving you a precious opportunity now, do you want to join us?"

"We can forgive you for the original sin of being a nobleman. After all, no one can decide your origin, but you can decide what you want to do in the future."

"Do you want to stand on the opposite side of justice and maintain your vampire-like aristocratic life, or turn to the light and join this liberation that belongs to the mage?"

Silas' question made Lux a little speechless.

What should I do, Ves.She subconsciously touched the tears of the goddess fixed on the skirt armor belt, pursed her red lips, and tried her best to persuade her, even though she herself didn't think it would have any effect, it would be good to delay for a while.

"His Majesty the King has liberated the mage, no one will be taken away by the magic seekers, you can all go home—"

"Home? No home!" An old mage with a magic wand had tears streaming down his face. "The magic seeker is gone, but our lost relatives will never come back. We have no home anymore."

This remark filled the other mages with righteous indignation. Their experiences were all similar, the only difference was that one was more miserable than the other.

"Everyone is right. Your king thought that by bowing on the podium and giving some money, the hundreds of years of persecution of mages and the sins committed by the Guangshien royal family would be wiped away?"

"He was just frightened, frightened by our power! He felt that his throne was unstable, and he wanted to use a little money to make us compromise, let us go home and continue to be blood-sucked cows and horses, and then wait for everyone Forget about it, and take away our little happiness that belongs to us!"

Silas looked at the dozens of spellcasters around him. With a wave of his hand, the iron thorns wrapped around the hall door receded. After the gate opened, more spellcasters stood densely outside the castle.

Lax looked over with ashen face, but when his eyes stayed in a certain direction, when the touch of gray came into his eyes, his eyes as clear as glass flashed, and he felt a little relieved. It turned out that he had been looking at with.

"Trial the nobles, overthrow the king, we want New Demacia!" Everyone shouted loudly.

"Rise up, my brothers and sisters!" Silas laughed maniacally. "The king will tremble before our strength!"

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Chapter 467 Chapter 60 A Spark of Fire

"We are born with power!"

The mages were boiling, but under Silas' gesture, they quickly fell silent.

Silas looked at Lux with great anticipation: "Then, tell me your choice."

"No, you are wrong." Lux shook her head, knowing that he was guarding her back, she clenched her wand tightly, no longer afraid.

"We are right!" Silas was furious, as if he had been stabbed in the wound, and he felt ridiculous. How dare a nobleman say that they were wrong to the mage who rebelled? What reason does she have to say that?

Sure enough, I shouldn't have expected anything, nobles are stupid and vicious by nature.

Silas sighed and shook his head, walking towards Lux in great disappointment

: "We are right, it is you who are wrong. And this mistake has long been irreversible."

"Who do you think you are?!" Captain Vigley was furious, swung his big sword and slashed at it. The light of the sword was as fast as a pool of moonlight, making it impossible to figure out and unstoppable.

"Who am I? I am Silas of Biangou Town, and I am also one of the many suffering mages. I am the liberator!"

"Gone are the days when you could be unscrupulous if you wore armor made of forbidden magic stones." Silas smiled disdainfully, and blocked the great sword from slashing with the shining shackles.

Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere, and Silas was reeling from the force from the great sword, but this was just what he wanted, and he used this force to get close to Vigley.

And the captain of the guard was skillfully drawing his sword back to cut Silas down and execute him, but Silas, who looked like an ordinary person without fighting skills, suddenly accelerated and grabbed Vigley's gauntlet.

"Let me see which mage's legacy you have on your body!"

Silas's eyes shone with a frosty cold light, he laughed and dodged the great sword that Vigley swept across, and took a hard swing with his shackles, accumulating arcane energy in his right hand, and moved towards Vigley's guards long.

"It is a curse from the mage who died by your sword."

As soon as the words fell, the arcane shrouded Vigley in the form of a blizzard. He could only protect his face with his hands crossed, but icicles of different sizes were continuously released from Silas's hands. These icicles were extremely fast. , more bone-piercing than the coldness of the extreme north.

Even though Vigley was protected by the enchanted armor, he couldn't last long.

Silas didn't want to waste time. When Vigley was already frozen, he waved his left hand vigorously, and the magic chain made a rattling sound, knocking Vigley down like a whip, and several mages stepped forward immediately. His back was tied with ropes.

After solving the last obstacle, Silas glanced over the Radiant Angels who were already trembling slightly from fright, and finally landed on Lux.

"Laxana Crownguard, you shall be hanged."

He walked towards Lux, clenched his fist, and smashed it on the head of Lux.

But then, an illusory and unreal door opening sounded, and Silas felt a strange arcane energy permeating from an invisible hole. Before he could think about it, something took him fist.

"It's not good to treat a lady that way."

Turning his eyes, he saw a man in a gray hooded robe standing in front of Laxana Crownguard.

It's him? !Didn't he leave Demacia?Silas's heart was ringing with alarm, and he tried to withdraw his hand, but found that he was motionless, as if he was wrestling with the earth.

Levi dispelled the gray fog around him, his black eyes were full of anger, and he smiled at Silas, "Long time no see, Silas from Biangou Town, hello."

The greeting was emphasized, and Levi kicked Silas in the heart.

click!

The powerful force directly acted on his grasped arm, and there was only a crisp bone sound. He screamed, and at the same time subconsciously bowed his body as if he had been hit hard, his eyes widened and bloodshot. My heart even seemed to stop beating a few times, and I couldn't breathe.

Silas felt as if he had been hit by a giant dragon instead of being kicked by a person, and he lost his ability to resist at this moment, trembling and panting, his mind went blank, and the severe pain drove away all reason.

"You shouldn't have done this." Levi sighed, let go of Silas, and watched him collapse on the ground like a puddle of mud, curled up and trembling.

In fact, except for the fact that Silas colluded with the barbarians of the Freljord to invade Demacia, Levi himself did not have much ill feeling towards Silas, and even had a lot of sympathy for him because of what happened to him.

There is also admiration for him leading the mage uprising - before he conspired with the Freljord.

After all, one can resolve to fight against a kingdom with a very weak force, and continue to practice this matter. Such courage usually only exists in those who can leave a name in history.

He claimed to be a mage liberator, and Li Weisi recognized it, but it was only recognized. He didn't think it was a good thing to make the Silas uprising successful, or how meaningful it was.

Without the support of a sufficient scientific program, Silas' uprising was nothing more than a process of one class violently overthrowing another class and then becoming it.

Even because of Silas' extremes, it is very easy to foresee what Demacia will look like after he succeeds, executing nobles on a large scale and persecuting civilians except mages. Mages have become a privileged class, just like nobles once did.

It was obvious that Silas and his followers would become what they once loathed.

And because of the great turmoil in Demacia, the Noxus and Freljord people will take the opportunity to invade, causing a wider range of casualties, and then Demacia, which demolished the enchanted stone walls and various enchanted defense facilities, was destroyed. Noxus fell.

In the end, everyone becomes a description of a major event in history, and everyone's hope, happiness, hatred, etc. are all condensed in the string of deaths and injuries.

In addition to speeding up the pace of Noxus' unification of Valoran, it is meaningless.

"That's the mage? Why did he—"

"That's the lackey of the noble! The traitor of the mage!"

"We killed him!"

The mages around look