Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

People came from Kingsley, and Yang Qiu immediately ordered the evacuation of the crowd to close the port—in any case, the port of Lars City is only a small port, and its scale is of the same order as that of Newing Town in Inadoli. Not many ships docked.

Because Yang Qiu acted eccentrically in his early years, conflicted with the concept of the ivory tower, and later provoked the relationship between Lieyang Church and being hunted down for decades, he didn't know many high-level spellcasters on the mainland; he came to "visit "Among Yang Qiu's three court mages, only one Yang Qiu can be called famous.

"Sadir, it's been more than a hundred years since we left the ivory tower." Yang Qiu greeted the only buddy he knew with a smile, "You look good, how have you been these years? "

With blond hair and blue eyes, wide forehead and narrow face, he looks like the court mage Sadir who is not very talkative, his face moved, and his expression was unnatural: "...not bad."

The other two companions looked at Sadir a little strangely, probably because they didn't expect him to have friendship with the Nightmare Butcher.

Spell casters fight each other because of conflicts of positions, conflicts of ideas, or other reasons, and they will not come up and curse... They are all people who are one, two, or three hundred years old. The routine of street hooligans talking harshly to each other before fighting is here It is absolutely impossible to help others.

Others have taken the initiative to greet them, and no matter what happens, they have to exchange a few words of etiquette with others. Sadir, who is usually reticent, held back for a long time before he managed to hold back a greeting: "Yang, I heard that you have been promoted. Legendary news, I am very happy for you."

"Thank you very much." Yang Qiu said happily, "This time the matter is over, if you have no other plans, I hope to invite you to Innadori as a guest."

"I'll be very interested." Sadir said with a more blunt expression.

"You two, I don't know how to call them?" Yang Qiu looked at the other two court mages naturally.

The female mage in the brown cloak on the left bowed slightly: "This is our first meeting. My name is La Mansha, a fire elemental mage."

The male spellcaster standing among the three of them also nodded politely: "We're meeting for the first time, my name is Weber, an illusionist."

"It's a great honor to know both of you." Yang Qiu also bowed back and said with a warm smile, "A fire mage and two illusionists have come, I'm really flattered."

Sadir, who had a relationship with Yang Qiu in the ivory tower in the early years, is also an illusionist.

"Even if I come with Sadir, I guess it won't be very effective." The illusionist Weber smiled wryly, and said calmly, "Black Mage Yang, you are obviously stronger than we imagined."

"But no matter what, we have to come this time." The female mage La Mansha sighed.

"I can understand. After all, you have accepted the offering from the Rhine royal family." Yang Qiu nodded and made an inviting gesture, "Then... let's finish what we have to do earlier, everyone, please."

After finishing speaking, Yang Qiu didn't make any unnecessary movements, but turned slightly sideways, and a bone griffin appeared through the void, squatting docilely at Yang Qiu's feet.

The hearts of the three court mages sank when they saw this scene.

High-level spellcasters can cast spells quickly.

Either chanting a single-sentence spell, or making simple spell-casting gestures, or using the spiritual field to quickly form a magic circle, you don't need to toss a long time to cast a spell like a low-level spellcaster.

But omitting the step of forming the summoning array and directly summoning the summoned objects from the Demonic Dimension is obviously not something a high-level spellcaster can do... Yang, the black magician, is indeed a real legend without adulteration!

After showing off his skills calmly, Yang Qiu sat on the bone griffin and flew away.

"Let's go."

The female mage Lamansha took a step forward, raised her hand in the air and made a few strokes to draw the spell-casting rune. A large bird made of fire elements took shape above the heads of the three of them, and landed with a howling sound.

The three of them jumped on the back of the fire bird, and chased in the direction where the bone griffin was going.

Yang Qiu flew over the wilderness dozens of miles southeast of Lars City, pressed the bone griffin to land, and waited for a while before the three caught up.

"The weather is fine today, let's finish the process and go back to drink tea as soon as possible."

When the three people on the opposite side stood still, Yang Qiu took the initiative to attack and released the spiritual field——

Then the faces of the three court mages changed.

What is this thing that is rushing towards them like a huge wave? !

The two illusionists, who are good at fighting on the mental side, hastily released their mental fields to resist.

Then... it didn't stop.

The Yellow River broke its embankment, and piled up a few muck trucks to stop it, it must be unstoppable...

Desperately holding on to the muck truck... The two illusionists in the spiritual field were pushed back step by step under the overwhelming pressure, and even the fire mage La Mansha behind them suffered disaster.

Fire mage La Mansha knew that she couldn't help much in this purely mental confrontation, so she simply drove the fire element to increase the temperature of the air around her, and flew backwards under the acceleration of the hot air.

After leaving the battlefield, the fire mage made a huge circle and came back again, and quickly drew a spell-casting gesture to Yang Qiu who was crushing two companions with his spiritual field from a distance.

"Forbidden Magic · Flaming Hell—!"

The fire elements in this world quickly gathered in the direction pointed by the fire mage, and the air temperature within a few hundred meters rose linearly, and the exposed vegetation on the surface was burned up in an instant.

The surging heat wave rushed towards Yang Qiu with overwhelming force.

Across the distorted space due to overheating, the Fire Mage, who cast forbidden magic, seemed to smile at her when she saw Yang.

Lamansha immediately felt a tingling pain in her head... This is the super high perception of high-level spellcasters reminding her that the crisis is approaching!

"--not good!"

La Mansha made a decisive decision, heated the air directly in front of her, and tried to push herself back by the instantaneous heat wave.

But it was too late—the place not covered by "Forbidden Magic Flame Hell" was torn apart, and dozens of thick black thorn vines protruded from the void, intertwined and intertwined with each other, weaving a huge , The impenetrable thick cage trapped the fire mage in it.

Before the torrential heat wave touched Yang Qiu's clothes, it disintegrated due to the loss of its controller, and the fire element that regained its "freedom" drifted away by itself.

Yang Qiu withdrew his gaze and turned to the two illusionists in front of him who were pushed over 2000 meters with his savage mental field, before they could rescue their companions.

Sadir was enraged by La Mansha's mistake and being trapped. This lonely illusionist, who was about the same age as Yang Qiu, suddenly crushed a magic crystal and used the abundant magic power contained in the crystal to disperse the spiritual field.

The pressure was relieved, and the two illusionists, who cooperated tacitly, shot at the same time, condensing their equally powerful mental power into mental spikes, and covered them with illusions so that they could not be perceived for a short time, and quietly moved toward Yang Qiu. attack.

At the same time as the imperial emissary's invisible spiritual spikes launched an attack, the two illusionists hadn't forgotten to play their housekeeping skills, and three phantom clones appeared on the left and right sides, from two to eight, and scattered with a swipe...

This is the most difficult part of illusionists-their phantom clones are not the same as the projection clones of regular spellcasters. Not only can all clones cast spells, but the main body can switch between different clones without any trace. Fighting one-on-one with anyone is like a gang fight...

If someone else was standing here, he would have to worry about where the imperceptible mental spikes would come from, and he would have to resist the siege of eight illusionists at the same time, one head could be as big as two.

Unfortunately, it is Yang Qiu who is standing here.

"It's really not a good idea to use conventional tactics to deal with illusionists."

Yang Qiu shook his head, regardless of the fact that the eight phantoms scattered in all directions were already casting spells on him at the same time, spreading the spiritual field around again, and... mercilessly brought a trace of void air into his own spiritual field.

Perceived as the two illusionists who are the best of all spellcasters, eight clones who were performing different spellcasting gestures froze at the same time.

"You, what did you do?!" Sadir, who seldom uttered a word a day on weekdays, spoke in astonishment from one of the four avatars.

"Just like what you all perceive." Yang Qiu smiled generously, "Due to some inexplicable reasons, I was lucky enough to steal a little power of the evil god, and I can borrow a little bit of void air for a short time."

The eight illusionist clones showed dull expressions at the same time.

"I can still get used to this kind of uncomfortable breath, after all, I'm used to it." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "But for illusionists... just being close to this kind of breath is already very uncomfortable. Right? This thing is really not very good, more annoying than the breath of hell."

"Why don't we stop here and come to my place to have a cup of tea and chat?"

Eight illusionist clones: "..."

The eight illusionist clones looked at each other, and one of Weber's clones said with difficulty: "Sadir... what do you think?"

Sadir didn't make a sound, but silently canceled his three clones, and made the spiritual spike lurking 300 meters away in front of Yang Qiu's left appear, and took it back.

Seeing this, Weber also withdrew his avatar and mental spikes...

"Hell's breath" is one of the forbidden magic in black magic - the unique skill of moving the highly polluted breath of the devil world to the material plane, forcing everyone to close their perception; the black magician is forced to a desperate situation When you have to run, you often use this trick to attract disgusting people.

Illusionists hate black magicians, and what they hate the most is this disgusting black magic that kills one thousand enemies and harms eight hundred.

Yang actually went one step further and directly brought in the void breath... what a ghost!

This guy can still open up an astonishing range of mental field in the air pollution of the void, and the range of the mental field is astonishingly large, it is impossible to fight at all!

Yang Qiu was very satisfied with the wise choice of the two illusionists, shrinking the spiritual field to a close range, and canceling the vine prison that trapped the fire mage.

"...The Rhine royal family has enshrined us for decades, please allow us to decline your invitation."

Disgraced and conceded defeat, the higher-status illusionist Weber among the three tried to be as polite as possible.

High-level spellcasters accept offerings from great nobles or royal families. Except for Upton, who owes the Odis family members, or casters who are themselves supported by great nobles or royal families, they usually do not serve for too long, a few years , Ten years or decades.

"Please don't rush to refuse." Yang Qiu still smiled, "Our relationship with the Rhine family is not a complete enemy, and we have never considered that we will exile or destroy the Rhine family after victory... In fact, even if we continue to It is not impossible for us to support the descendants of the Rhine family to continue to be the king of the Rhine."

Three court mages: "??"

"Don't you guys remember? Little Andre of the Rhine family is visiting Innadel." Yang Qiu said in surprise, "My followers and I didn't have much grievances with the Rhine royal family. My followers and my undead do not agree with the ruling philosophy of the Rhine family, so they stand on the opposite side."

"Even if we win or lose between the two sides, it's just a change of governance concept in the territory of the Rhine Kingdom. It belongs to the housework of the Rhine Kingdom, and we can't go to the point where you have to live and die - Hariya Princess Te's friend Lich Enwei and I have known each other for many years, and I respect this princess as much as Enwei, so how could I do something to kill the Rhine family."

There are many members of the Rhine family, and those with bad deeds that cannot be cured will be hung on the city wall. Those who are clean and have less serious crimes, of course they will not be hung... A piece of toilet paper has its value, let alone a living person!

Illusionist Weber and fire mage La Mansha had never dealt with Yang Qiu before, they were dumbfounded for a while, and at the same time turned their questioning eyes to Sadir.

Sadir was also shocked.

After deliberating over his words for a long time, the illusionist, who was not good at words, said uncertainly: "Yang, you... really think so?"

"Of course!" Yang Qiu said firmly.