Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Brother, they have already left, let's hurry up and follow."

When he noticed the movements of the mages, Rowling's expression was shocked, and she urged Rhodes immediately.

"Don't worry." Rod always looked calm, "Did you forget what I told you?"

Rowling seemed to have thought of something and pursed her lips slightly.

Prior to this, as a punishment for losing the gambling contract, Rod had already informed her of the complete plan, which also made her look at Rod's eyes slightly different.

"Brother, did you really come up with that plan after you got the trump card? Not the idea you had at the beginning?" Rowling asked confirmingly.

"Of course." Rod glanced at her, "Did you forget? I have legendary wisdom. Besides, if it weren't for that trump card, I wouldn't change my plan at all, nor would I lose to you."

After getting the affirmative answer from Rhode, Rowling didn't ask any more, with a clear look in her eyes.

It is the same wisdom technique, but it acts on different people, and the focus is completely different. Rowling’s wisdom is focused on researching and inferring knowledge of arithmetic. When Rowling does this, he will gain extra gains from spells and even create new spells. Rhodes’s wisdom focuses on calculating others. , Can easily find the weaknesses in the hearts of other creatures.

As for Inota, Rowling did not see which aspect her wisdom technique focuses on.

While Rowling was thinking about it, Eli and his entourage, relying on space spells, had already arrived at the center of Gwen Island.

The existence of space spells, after continuous improvement by Master Bracada, has become an ability that all masters must master. Mages who don't know how to use space spells will be restricted in many cases.

In front of a huge statue, Eli and his party stopped.

"This is a statue of the **** of the mage. From the perspective of the manufacturing process, this statue already existed as early as the golden age of Bracada." Next to him, the purple-robed old woman said slowly.

"Unexpectedly, on Gwen Island, which has long lost contact with the main plane, there is such a well-preserved statue of the **** of the mage."

Looking at the statue, the face that had penetrated into the hearts of all the members of the magic guild, at this moment, Eli couldn't help feeling sighed. In order to find the traces left by the **** of the mage, he came to Gwen Island, the statue in front of him, It seems that it is the response of the mage **** to him, which contains the power that can change Bracada.

The statue is surrounded by colorful flowers. Many of the flowers have shown signs of withering. Many people kneel in front of the statue and keep uttering prayers.

"Great Mage God, your light shines on the earth, and your glory crowns the ocean. Please punish and destroy those enemies who invade the island."

To the people of the magic guild who approached, these prayers did not respond, but increased their voices.

The sound of prayer reached Eli's ears, and Esquel frowned beside him: "Mr. President, they don't know your identity, do you need to expel these people?"

As these people surrounded the statue, there were even a few Necromancers among them, which also made Eskell feel dissatisfied. How can the president of the dignified magic guild and those necromancers, visit the **** of wizards together? This symbolizes the honor of Bracada. Even if Eli did not raise it, he should take the initiative to let those praying avoid it.

"No need." Eli's eyes swept around, and finally landed on the flowers in front of the statue. "Gwen Island has been occupied by the Necromancer. The death energy here is so strong that even plants can hardly survive. The flowers dedicated to the **** of the mage remain bright, which has shown that those people respect the **** of the mage."

Looking at the prayers, Eli slowly said: "Regardless of their status, the **** of mage can feel their respect. To drive them out, the **** of mage must not want to see."

Hearing what Eli said, the white-haired old man no longer insisted.

On the side, watching this scene, Orak's expression became solemn: "My lord, I suspect that there are prophets on Gwen Island who can predict the future. Those flowers are very suspicious."

"How sure are you?" Eli asked.

"About 30%... I need more information to confirm this." Orak replied.

"It's only 30%..." Eli shook his head, and didn't take Orak's reminder to heart. This was only Orak's speculation, not the result of divination.

Even if these prayers were really traps set by the Necromancer, Eli did not fear at all.

As the president of the Magic Guild, he did not know how many assassinations he had suffered, but he was still safe and sound. Even if there were legendary assassins hidden in the crowd, Eli was sure to use teleportation to retreat safely at the last moment.

"Great mage god, your light shines on the earth..."

He stepped forward slowly and came to a young girl who was kneeling and praying, and interrupted the girl's prayer: "May I ask you some questions?"

The girl looked up in a panic and looked at the extremely powerful mage: "You can ask."

"Do you always pray like this?"

"Yes, we do it every day." The girl replied in a low voice.

"What's the specific time?" He seemed a little interested in the girl's answer, and then asked.

"Every day at dawn, noon, dusk, and midnight, we gather here to pray to the great mage god, and whenever we eat food, we will also recite the name of the mage god." She looked at her eyes. At his feet, he dared not look at this powerful mage.

But Eli showed a thoughtful look. He turned sideways slightly, looking at the purple-robed old woman behind.

"At dawn, sunrise and clouds, the sun is like fire at noon, sunset is underground at dusk, and the moon shadows in the sea at midnight. This is the rule of prayer passed down in the golden age of Bracada, used to tell the greatest things in the world to form the world. The magical elements of magic and the prayer of the great mage god. With the silence of the mage god, this set of prayer rules was completely abandoned a hundred years ago. Even the deans of some magic schools do not remember these rules." Olak explained slowly.

She looked at the girl, and the original suspicion in her eyes was dispelled a lot at this moment.

Without waiting for Eli to ask questions, Olak continued to add: "These prayers should be the descendants of the first group of remnants on Gwen Island, and only they will firmly remember these prayer rituals, those of Brakada. The mage has long been lost in all kinds of spells, forgetting the glory of the **** of the mage, and forgetting the awe of the magic guild."