magician of beasts

I don't know what it feels like, it's as if a very light but also very protective force that was originally pressing on the body is suddenly removed, and the vision suddenly becomes a little clearer - a point that can never be felt unless it is extremely sharp.

Immediately afterwards, bright light spread across the earth with a strong attitude, as if making the world a little whiter.

"Rafarmo's defensive magic circle has been removed..." Sefrila looked up at the sky. Although there was nothing there, the magic apprentice with a sensitive physique instantly noticed the sudden flow of air.

However, Shell looked back with a complicated expression, and muttered in his mouth: "What did you say..."

In the eyes of everyone, who were surprised or astonished, more intense power rushed towards them.

And that neat queue and golden guard of honor.

At the front is a whole square team of knights in light armor riding brown-red horses, each with a slender saber pinned to their waists, shining in the sun. The knights are young, handsome and very energetic.

Dozens of white-clothed priests followed behind, with staffs in their hands, their long hair tied tightly by headbands, and they walked calmly behind the queue of light armored knights.

There are two carriages behind the priest, the front one is closed, with golden curtains hanging on both sides, firmly blocking the people in the carriage, while the rear carriage is open, and is two euros higher than the front carriage. Long—like a high platform, protected there by a transparent protective cover, and inside the protective cover stood a middle-aged man with a solemn expression. He wore a snow-white robe with a wide cross pattern on the front—he was the cardinal who came to replace the Pope. bishop.

Behind the carriage was a group of priests on foot, dressed similarly to priests, but each of them wore thin white gloves, and at the end was a heavy armored knight riding a dark red beast, holding a long spear, and there were round arms in the crook of his arm. The shield, the beast riding under the seat is heavy, but the pace is neat.

Regardless of whether they were priests or priests, their bodies were shrouded in a layer of faint white light, making their faces even more holy.

The long procession is solemn and gorgeous. The places they pass and the people they meet can instantly feel the strong effect of being physically and mentally cleansed. The exhausted are immediately refreshed, the magic power is exhausted, and the fighting spirit is exhausted. Instantly recover, and the sick are cured immediately... …In short, all negative states disappeared.

When this team appeared in people's sight, almost everyone held their breath. They had never seen so many outstanding people, and never had such a wonderful feeling!

When the solemn team that seemed to have been singing hymns finally passed by, Seferila also sighed: "I didn't expect the Church of Light to come so soon."

"This person is really complete." Shell came back to his senses and looked at Arlo, "Errol, they are members of the Illuminati Church, have you seen them before?"

"People who study light magic have encountered it before, but such a big battle..." Aluo shook his head, "I haven't seen it before."

Schell sighed: "To be honest, I don't like them at all. Although we also have a branch of the Church of Light in Landesco, they can't be as high-profile in Landesco as they are now."

Complaining about Shell, Arlo just smiled and asked, "When they passed by, it seemed that they used light magic to eliminate negative effects?"

"Yes." Shell nodded, "This is their old trick. During the parade, the priest in front will use the blessing technique to strengthen the physical strength of the onlookers, while the priest behind will use the blessing of the Holy Light in conjunction with this technique. It can eliminate the side effects of human body injury, and the combination of the two can make people feel physically and mentally comfortable...so every time the Illuminati Church parades, it always increases their believers."

Follow him and lower your voice: "...that's one of the reasons why I hate them."

Because the sudden arrival of the Church of Illuminati made Shell lose the intention of going shopping, the four of them soon left separately. Sirius's face was ugly, and Sevreira saw that, of course, he left without going the same way.

Sirius held Allo's fingers hard, which made him feel a little pain: "Luo, I hate this kind of strength."

A Luo smiled slightly: "Then let's go back quickly."

In fact, Aluo doesn't like such a strong light power... Everything has yin and yang, positive and negative. Even the righteous way of cultivation has strong compatibility, and this light magic is too pure, and what it shows is absolute Exclusivity, this feeling as if everything is unclean, as if something is being taken from everyone, as if everything is being purified.At this time, A Luo, whose body was full of water magic power, also felt a little uncomfortable.

For Sirius, who is a demon cultivator, it may be even more serious. Demons are also those who gather desires. They are easy to kill, full of greed, hatred and ignorance, and they do not care about good or bad. It is one that attracts darkness and is the number one object of rejection of the Church of Light.

This time, the Church of Light came to Rafarmo so early, and was bumped into by him. When all kinds of light magic were scattered everywhere, Sirius would inevitably be contaminated, and of course it would be quite uncomfortable .

In the next few days, it seemed that the arrival of the Church of Light opened up some mechanism, more and more magicians poured into Rafarmo, and the city that had closed the defensive magic circle began to be filled with various The air—different from the one that filtered out all influential forces in the past—has become more complicated and more transparent.

The princes of the three empires arrived one after another, and the rest of the small countries and some nobles also drove their convoys, not to mention the great magisters who were not frequented in the past but came together at this time——Rafa It has been many years since Ulmore has so many personalities at the top of the world.

Camorra is the academy that hosts the Magic Exchange Conference, and everyone is active, whether they are students or mentors.

Of course, the crown princes of those countries can’t let them find a place to live by themselves. Camorra opened up a not-so-remote space in the academy but separated by an ancient magic circle. There, various space magic and time magic are superimposed and used. The sprawling complex of buildings was generously created to entertain dignitaries.

The students of Camorra were very interested in the upper-class people in the cluster of buildings, but after being instructed by their instructors, they were still able to restrain their unrestrained curiosity and kept Camorra's hospitality but humility the basic image of .

At the same time, in order to respect the rights and protect the bodies of the well-known powerhouses on the continent, as well as the crown princes and ancient nobles of various countries, after a collective discussion among the high-level members of the academy, the powerful defense covering the entire academy was closed—or in other words Isolate the magic circle, and instead activate the local defensive magic circle buried deep below to maintain the normal operation of the academy.

Because of diplomacy and the arrival of follow-up emissaries from Landesco, Schell's freedom was also imprisoned, leaving him no time to harass his friends.As a prince, he has to communicate with envoys from other countries and connect with them before the Magic Exchange Conference officially starts. The act of communication is for the benefit of each country, and also for the status in the magic exchange conference.

Of course, each country has also brought their powerful high-level magicians and even grand magisters - carefully prepared for this exchange.

The magic pressure over Camorra became stronger and stronger, almost condensing into a mass of heavy black clouds. Countless magic elements squeezed between the clouds, making subtle "cracking" sounds and occasionally piercing bright electric lights.

This is just the result of the gradual accumulation of magical power leaked by the powerful people who came here, forming a huge magic cloud that is beyond anyone's reach - if anyone dares to use wind magic to fly into the middle of the cloud If he tries it, then what awaits him will be the consequence of no bones remaining—he will be overwhelmed by the terrifyingly huge magic element.

On a certain floor of the tutor's dormitory in the college, a slender and fit body lay on a pair of soft thighs, covering his eyes with his hands, his whole body tensed.

"Little teeth, are you better?" The owner of those thighs - a handsome silver-haired young man, touched the foreheads of the man in his arms with his warm fingertips and pressed slowly, with a gentle tone.

"No...it's hard." Sirius suppressed the violence in his chest, and squeezed out these few words from between his teeth.

Yes, he is enduring.

When more and more magical powers collided in the air, both of them sensed that several strong men above level nine had entered Camorra. If they didn't deliberately target them, their strong aura might be able to be defeated by the strength of the academy. The weaker students ignored it, but they felt it was a living provocation in the eyes of Sirius, who was at the peak of level nine, and Arlo, who was also at level nine, who were not far from their level.Even if they didn't mean it at all.

Especially Sirius, he was naturally warlike, and the direction of his acquired growth was to kill and stop killing, so that when someone who could threaten him showed such a strong sense of existence, he would have a strong sense of being passive. The feeling of violating the territory made the rage in his heart tumbling endlessly—his whole heart was screaming frantically: "Get out! Get out of here!"

Just like now, if he removes the hands that cover his face, then those golden eyes that are always calm will burst out with a shocking and magnificent murderous look.

Of course, Alo also felt the instability of Sirius. He learned the righteous way of asceticism, so he could resist this unintentional "provocation", but he couldn't let Sirius in this At this moment, he couldn't control himself and exposed himself——there are so many strong men in the academy, how could he retreat unscathed?

So Sirius restrained himself hard. He felt his Luo's gentle and peaceful breath with his heart, buried his head in his Luo's arms, and deeply sniffed the faint fragrance of plants and trees that fascinated him. What's more, he tried his best to get closer to his Luo body... until he heard that voice.

"Sirius...I'm waiting for you..."