The foul stench of rotting mud was deep in the frustration of a wild wolf that had broken into it, wailing to pull its legs out, but sinking deeper and deeper until the sludge flooded its ears and nose and interrupted its screams.
When Vicente returned to the swamp, he happened to see this scene, and saw an eerie and cold black-robed man floating in the place where he often moved.
The black-robed man was left with only white bones in his exposed places, needle-like red flames dancing in his sunken eye sockets, and his clothes were made of ornate gold threads forming a strange pattern.
He also noticed Vicente's return, and said in a hoarse and gloomy voice like a dead man, "Where did you go just now, there is an emissary from the Magic Council coming over." ” Vicente said lightly: "I went home and solved some things." ” and, picked up Shirley.
"Go home and settle the matter, you slaughtered the city, you destroyed the churches and the inquisition in the city," said the black-robed lich in shock and anger, "Do you know how much trouble this will cause us and you want to destroy the Order?"
With the absolute dominance of the church, there is a necromancer slaughtering the city, which is definitely an extremely provocative act, and it will definitely attract the pursuit of the legendary level "Congus, this is my business, if you are not satisfied, I can quit the organization."
Vicente replied simply, without any argument.
This lich is the leader of the "Soul Supreme", the archmage Congus, at the beginning of the change of Cooks, he relied on the many and strange life-saving spells of the necromantic system, and escaped by luck, but later the "Soul Supreme" was also hit by the destruction surname, only a small number of members escaped, and he had to hide completely for a while.
A few years later, the rumors passed a little, and he left the hiding place to try to reorganize the "Soul Supreme", in the process, he accidentally learned that the half-plane of the "Death Lord" had never been found by the church, and seemed to be automatically closed, so he returned to the swamp near Cooks to look for clues that the "Death Lord" might leave behind in the half-plane, and accidentally found a self-taught necromancer in the swamp, Vicente Miranda.
With just a few common necromantic spellbooks and incomplete materials in the swamp, he became an official magician within a few years, which Congers, who was planning to reorganize the "Soul Supreme", was very impressed, so he substituted Vicente into the "Soul Supreme" in the name of guidance.
But what happened more than 20 years later made Congus unable to believe his eyes, this guy called "Vicente Miranda" may be because he has not received a formal magical education, many ideas are simply contrary to the fundamental concept of the necromancy, but because of this, he is completely unbound by past knowledge, he has really improved and revised a lot of necromantic concepts, and has repeatedly made great breakthroughs in the field of human body structure and circulation, and has received several real-world feedback, Promoted to the Nine Rings at a speed that Congers could not have imagined Twenty-eight years from scratch, becoming an archmage, this is definitely a genius among magical geniuses, even in the heyday of the Magic Empire, as far as Congus knows, there are only four or five who can compare to this record, and even the "Sun King" Tanos, who is known as the most powerful magician, also took longer than Vicente because of the original special nature of the "Fate Without a Trace".
Of course, Congus also benefited greatly from Vicente's great breakthrough, coupled with the mathematical principles and calculus foundation of the philosophy of magic passed down from the Council of Magic, his cognitive world is close to half-solidification, and he is sure that he will try to become a legend within fifty years.
As a result, Congers had mixed feelings about Vicente, who was clearly prepared to be treated and cultivated as a student, but in a short period of time, he became equal to himself and had the strength to argue with him, so that he was busy rebuilding the organization before he had time to establish a teacher-student relationship with him and cultivate a friendship that could be trusted by each other.
However, Congers also did not have the idea of suppressing Vicente and protecting his rights for the time being, because he knew that Vicente may have had an adventure and sacrificed part of his flesh and blood by relying on a strange item, otherwise he would not have been able to break through to a formal mage in the case of a bad environment and materials, so if he wants to be promoted to a legend, he needs a greater theoretical breakthrough and takes longer, and he is different, when the time comes, Vicente will bow his head without making his own move.
Listening to Vicente's simple and cold answer, Congers held back his anger and said, "There won't be such a thing in the future."
"Cooks also has a mad dog."
Vicente had nothing to hide.
"Just a night watchman," Congers breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll pass it on to the branches and organizations to get them to pay attention to the covert lately." ” Vicente nodded slightly: "Who is the messenger of the Magic Council?"
He was intrigued by this aspect of things, because he had read the mathematical principles and calculus foundations of the philosophy of magic from Congus, and was so shocked by the ideas contained therein that he connected with his own achievements in the field of human body structure and circulation, and even if he hadn't learned calculus, no matter how talented he was, he would not have been able to build a model of spells more easily than ever before, and make his progress a record speed.
Therefore, even if he is still indifferent and cold on the surface, he has long wanted to meet the author of these two books, Derek Douglas.
Congus floated in front of Vicente: "It's Fernando, one of the authors of the Foundations of Calculus." ” His senses for the Council of Magic are equally complex, resisting the other party's attempts to merge with his "soul supreme" organization, and at the same time appreciating the fact that the other party openly shares the mathematical principles and calculus foundations of the philosophy of magic.
"Then we can see it."
Vicente touched the storage bag he was carrying.
"Soul Supreme" hides in the forest.
A small bazaar where magical materials and spell books were exchanged was happening, and Vicente and Congus passed by the edge and stepped into the underground palace.
"The appointment is in half an hour."
Congus sat down behind his desk.
Vicente didn't answer, but went to Congus's bookshelf, pulled out a thick book, and read it carefully.
Time passed very quickly, and before I knew it, half an hour had passed, and at this time, the magician in charge of the reception walked in with a lady as bright as fire.
"Fernando," Congus asked, uncertainly, for the flaming lady was very different from Fernando.
Fernando nodded slightly: "I have recently been targeted by the night watchman of the church, so I had to change and go out. ” He pulled his belt, his chest suddenly sunken, and the whole person turned into a short, handsome man.
Vicente looked at this scene and said to himself in disgust: "Perverted." ” He was born as a normal person, and he still attaches great importance to the boundary between men and women, even if there is a need for change, it is only the difference between a son and appearance.
Fernando was immediately angry: "At least it's better than you who make people feel disgusting when they see it" Vicente didn't answer, disdaining to argue with him.
After Fernando roared a few words, seeing that there was no response from the other side, he had no motivation, so he turned to look at Congus: "I want to meet the author of the theory of human structure and circulation." ” Congus recently compiled Vicente's research into a book in exchange for the latest research from the Magic Council Douglas, Fernando, and the mysterious "Silver Grey Lady".
Congus raised his bony palm and pointed at Vicente: "That's him." ” "Ah" Fernando, who had become an archmage, noticed that Vicente, who was also an archmage, was so young Outside in the bazaar.
Oliver, who already had two mustaches, participated in such a lively magic gathering for the first time under the guidance of a friend, and looked for any beautiful female magicians while casually looking at magic books.
For more than 20 years, limited to the relationship between the book level and the lack of teaching, he still stayed in the five rings.
"The mathematical principles of the philosophy of magic, the basics of calculus, what kind of books are these" Oliver East is in hiding, rarely has the experience of attending magic gatherings, many things, many books, has never heard of.
The stall setter looked at the hillbilly on his face: "Just look at it." ” "Hey, you can read it for yourself," Oliver honestly picked up the book.
After a while, he forgot about chasing the beautiful sorceress, forgot everything around him, and completely immersed himself in the world of books.
There are such books There is such a theory The Holy City of Reims, the Hall of Light.
Cardinal Adrien, the ninth-ranking cardinal, walked into the sacred room in awe, not daring to raise his head until he met Pope Gregory.
At the beginning of the year, His Majesty the Pope used the "Divine Descent" to kill the Earth Mother God, completely driving the magicians, dark creatures, and the Church of Alien Gods into the dark mountains and the kingdom surrounded by mountains, which officially declared the complete destruction of the Sylvanus Empire, the only remaining of the three major magical empires After Adrien met the Pope, he found that the most powerful saint, Ivan, was also in the Hall of Light, receiving orders from the Pope.
"During this time, you organized cardinals and epic knights to patrol the Dark Mountains, and prepare for the gradual encroachment after fifteen years."
Pope Gregory estimated the time of his recovery, and added a certain amount of leeway.
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The handsome and masculine Ivan bowed his head: "Obey the decree of the Pope's crown." ” Watching Ivan leave, Gregory's eyes narrowed slightly, although he had hole cards such as excommunication in his hand, and he was not worried about the rebellion of the saints at all, but he was still accustomed to taking precautions, such as keeping Ivan on the front line of the Holy City of Reims or the Dark Mountains, not allowing him to return to the northern region where he started, such as dispersing several cardinals with whom he had good relations to various dioceses.
After a moment of silence, Grigory said kindly to Adrien, "I will appoint you as the bishop of the Ice Cathedral in the northern province of the Shahran Empire, and I hope you will assist Felix well. ” Sand mixing is also one of the means of prevention.
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope."
Adrien replied with sincere trepidation
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