The wizard is chasing the truth

The pale sunlight passed through the cold air and clouds and descended on the earth. The grass and vegetation struggled to break through the remaining ice and snow layer, and squeezed out the sprouting parts at the tip, eager for the sunlight representing vitality.

The blizzard period is over after all. The white snow and the biting cold are no longer there. Instead, all things are thriving; the many lives sleeping in the caves and under the earth veins are also returning and waking up one by one.

The destruction caused by the wind and snow spirits is nothing to the vast nature. Even if the earth vein energy is extracted, it may be regenerated in other places thousands or tens of thousands of years later.

However, for the wizard group, the reduction of the earth vein energy tide and the damage to the resource land are real losses of interests, which is extremely important. The wizard Maier, who is responsible for recording the information of the Pale Hand, is taught by the formal wizard "Fire Lion"; every time he passes through the corresponding Pale Fortress branch, his face will be gloomy after collecting accurate data.

There are too many damaged resource areas. The harm of the wind and snow spirits should not be underestimated.

"The stupid pale hand wizard can't even prevent the harm of the wind and snow spirits. It is only right for the nightmare wizard to lead the wizards to change the world."

"We will not make such a mistake and suffer such a big loss."

The Pale Fortress Branch was renamed the Battle Fortress Branch; Mail walked out of Branch No. 63 with an unhappy face, looked back at the city buildings that had changed greatly, and said to himself, "The wizards of the Pale Hand are not good."

The tone was not very polite, and there seemed to be a little resentment.

Naturally, it has a lot to do with the current situation of the heart of the battle.

Twenty years have passed since the victory over the Pale Hand and the occupation of this world.

A lot of things can happen in a long time. The traces of the Pale Hand have been completely erased. In the future, there will only be the name of the battle land.

Looking through the historical books, we may find traces of a wizard force called the Pale Hand.

The Heart of War also sent wizards to communicate with other wizard forces in the online area, completely entering the eyes of all wizard forces in the Frost and Snow Land, and also knowing some secrets of other online areas.

The two wizard forces around, the Royal Palace, maintained an indifferent attitude and did not show any goodwill to the Heart of War. There were often some frictions, which caused wizard apprentices to fight continuously around the border area-the dream infection area.

On the contrary, the Ancient Heart, facing the attempt of the Heart of War to interact and form some extraordinary resource transactions, did not have much resistance, but gladly accepted it.

The Ancient Heart Wizard even sent wizard messengers to the Heart of War to sign some wizard contracts on resource transactions.

Most importantly, the Ancient Heart Wizard had expressed that he wanted to meet the owner of the Heart of War-the Nightmare Wizard.

Unfortunately, the Great Nightmare Wizard was in closed meditation and did not give any relevant response. Only the Phantom Light Wizard came forward to receive the arrival of the spiritual consciousness of the Ancient Heart Wizard.

The discussion between the two major wizard forces went very smoothly. The Ancient Heart Wizard proposed that an exchange competition between wizard apprentices could be held to urge the wizard members of both sides to move forward. It would be held every certain period of time, and the rewards would be jointly discussed by both parties.

"Master Wizard McCree, it's okay to become a formal wizard, but why can that Rick be qualified to reach the level of an extreme wizard apprentice, and in such a short time."

Mail has been at the level of an extreme wizard apprentice for a long time. The fact that the latecomers came from behind made him feel a greater sense of crisis.

The current resource division is almost complete, and each wizard no longer has extra resource benefits to obtain. Everything depends on their own efforts to exchange for resources and battle points.

The internal competitive pressure has gradually increased, especially after McCree became a new formal wizard.

The borderland is the main way for the current Conquest Heart wizards to obtain conquest points. The relative cost is to risk their lives and fight with the wizards of the Royal Palace.

Maier has not been to the borderland yet, and there is always a layer of concern in his heart. Under the care of the Fire Lion Wizard, he has never lacked resources, and his inheritance has reached the level of formal wizards. He wants to go out of his own way, but he can't find a clue, and can't see the way forward to break through the formal wizard and condense the true spirit.

"Legendary potion. Perhaps only the legendary potion can help me."

Maier sighed. The legendary potion can certainly allow people to embark on the legendary road and become a true spirit wizard, but it also means taking an extremely difficult road. You have to compete with many wizards and work harder to obtain natural disaster points. The most direct way is also to go to the borderland and welcome the fight between life and death.

"Teacher should be able to help me. Besides, I am not the only one who is stuck in the current limit state. The one who has made the most progress is Ariana, the disciple of Master Sur, who has stepped into the limit-breaking state."

"Solomon, the Son of God, is a freak and cannot be compared in the same way. Now he should be at the border as a formal wizard who is responsible for defending the front and dealing with the wizard group from the Royal Palace."

Suddenly, Mail stopped in the airspace. The ripples formed by the particle energy spread out, but a look of surprise appeared on his face. "This is the teacher's notification. Master Youguang has summoned all high-level wizards to return to the headquarters for a new battle wizard conference."

"All the True Spirit Wizards will return, even the Slaughter Wizard Solomon on the border will return, so won't the border be empty?"

Mail didn't understand, "Why is this happening? What happened to cause such a change?"

He felt that the Heart of War would usher in an unprecedented change, but his identity determined that he was not qualified to participate in the War Wizard Conference. He was able to get the news from his teacher, the Fire Lion Wizard.

In any case, he felt that he should return to the headquarters immediately, which was also what the Fire Lion Wizard meant, and perhaps he would usher in unexpected opportunities.

Changes always bring something, whether good or bad, with the Fire Lion Wizard's back, he doesn't have to worry too much.

After thinking it over, Mail changed direction and flew to a more prosperous branch fortress, and entrusted the investigation task to a trustworthy Fire Lion School wizard.

In addition to recruiting their own disciples, the True Spirit Wizards also developed their own schools to cater to some internal wizard group disputes. The schools represent a small force, fighting for more interests, and also to protect their own interests.

Chi Chi!

There are still many wizards like Maier who use flying magic to form energy particle flames to return to their headquarters, either through wizard teleportation arrays or through some other methods. Unsurprisingly, they are all related to the True Spirit Wizards with a fighting heart.

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The long blue hair slid down the robe, the tall body, the blue lines on the forehead, with a heavy sense of oppression, and it seemed that the sound and picture of the sea of ​​​​corpses and blood were heard; his figure condensed out of the nothingness, found his own position, sat on the chair, and placed his hands flat on the conference table in front of him.

The slightly dim environment around him seemed to have no boundaries, covered by a faint gray ripple atmosphere. There was more than one person sitting on the long conference table, and even his seat was relatively low in the middle.

Regardless of identity, the seating position is arranged entirely by strength and the accumulated contributions to the heart of war; in terms of strength, the Son of God Solomon came from behind, and may be stronger than most of the official wizards present, but if compared with the years of existence and the achievements achieved, it is far inferior.

The symbol of the slaughter wizard is a blue spear. The wizard next to him happens to be the extremely hot Fire Lion Wizard, with red hair, even the beard and eyebrows are red, and he smiled at the slaughter wizard.

The latter also smiled faintly and nodded, which was considered a response.

Soon, with the rise and fall of the extraordinary fluctuations, one after another, figures either condensed out of nothingness, or flew in from the outside world, and sat in their respective positions.

In the huge wizard meeting room, the momentum gradually became mixed and powerful to a terrifying level, forcing the black wizard robe and black hair figure at the top to open their dark eyes and lower their eyes to suppress it.

As the breath of the Phantom Light Wizard spread, the many formal wizards below also tried their best to suppress their own extraordinary fluctuations; if they were to act casually as usual, this narrow space would probably cause a direct shock to the space.

As for mortals, they couldn't even get close, and would be deprived of vitality and life by the radiation energy in an instant, and deformed into a pool of rotten meat.

".Everyone!"

The light of particle energy was restrained on the surface of the body, and many formal wizards with different expressions and forms looked at the first one with a very serious look, who was currently making decisions for the heart of the war.

——The Great Phantom Light Wizard.

"Twenty years have passed since we left the Canyon of War. Time is truly merciless. I'm sure you all feel that there have been many changes, but no matter how they have changed, I believe you all know the core essence of our Heart of War."

"That is the various rules of the Heart of War that are maintained, commanded, and developed by the Great Wizard of Nightmare. They also exist because of the Great Wizard of Nightmare."

The Ghost Light Wizard said expressionlessly, "This time we opened the War Wizard Conference only to discuss one issue."

"About the appointment of the second decision-maker"

Ignoring the many formal wizards who were emitting auras due to emotional shock; the Ghost Light Wizard stood up from his chair, his momentum burst out instantly, suppressing everything, and looking down with a cold look.

"I, Ghost Light, will become the second official decision-maker of the Heart of War under the resignation and designation of the Great Wizard of Nightmare."

One word stirred up a thousand waves, but the conference room became strangely quiet.

If the Great Wizard of Ghost Light inherits the second decision-maker, there is indeed no dispute.

But at this moment, a thought emerged in the minds of many formal wizards.

Where is the Nightmare Wizard? It seems that he has not appeared for a long time. Is he still in deep meditation?

The Son of God Solomon did not have much emotional change. As a disciple of the Nightmare Wizard, he knew more and knew things that many formal wizards present did not know.

He would not tell this answer.

The Ghost Light Wizard, and even all those who knew about it, would not tell it.

The Slaughter Wizard sighed in his heart: "Teacher, you left quietly, but left a huge stall for us. The Star Fighting Club is the road to a higher level. I can understand your pursuit, but doing so is really a bit too rash. '

He lowered his eyes, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

He also had ideas about the Star Fighting Club.

The Great Nightmare Wizard will not be a participant of the Heart of War.

There are only so many people who can participate in the selection.

The Phantom Light Wizard and the Divine Blood Wizard do not meet the requirements.

Only he and his teacher's sister, the Green Forest Wizard, the Green Demon Wizard who has been promoted to a formal wizard, and the Nether Wizard who was originally at the formal wizard level but also entered a deep meditation state.

'It seems that there can only be one candidate for the quota. The Sur Wizard is qualified, but it seems that he will not participate. Then I have to defeat others to represent the Heart of War. '

The eyes of the Slaughter Wizard flickered. That was really a difficult challenge.

It has not been long since he was promoted to a formal wizard. The biggest pressure should come from the Nether Wizard. It is still a little difficult to close the gap with the old formal wizards. It is said that the Nether Wizard also has a terrible sword.

Thinking of the God-Slaying Line between his eyebrows, he also has the confidence to deal with it, so he is relieved.

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The blue sky, clouds floating above, seem to be swaying with the wind; after the blizzard period, there are many more good days in the frost and snow land.

A special black cloud floated all the way from a distance, at a very fast speed and with a purpose.

"Master Nightmare Wizard, you really want to take me to the Scarlet Academy."

Above the clouds, Zetian carefully looked at the black-robed figure standing in front of him with his back to him; his back was straight, white hair was flying, and he seemed to be in a special state of meditation.

Zetian was not worried that speaking would disturb the terrible leader of the warring forces.

Having lived in that illusory world for at least twenty years, similar conversations have already taken place many times.

In his eyes, the white-haired black-robed wizard was relatively easy to talk to and had a good personality.

He was just too cold and indifferent, and seemed to have no great interest in the outside world. He actually sat in that illusory world for year after year.

He also saw with his own eyes that the black land dug out by the white-haired and black-robed wizard planted one after another of the strange flowers in full bloom.

The reason why it is called strange is that the flowers themselves emit various colors of light. Some are extremely cold and simple, but they reflect the light of death and extinction, and then appear specific images. A terrible spear, as if it can lock all targets and pierce everything. Just watching the reflected picture outside the flower garden, he almost collapsed.

Some are colorful, but have a sense of confusion. No matter how he looks at the picture, he can't see any shape, but when he doesn't observe, a specific shape appears. He only observed it once in an instant, as if it was the tail of a huge creature, or the wings.

"In the past twenty years, you have asked this question no less than three hundred times."

The white-haired black-robed wizard opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Ze Tian, ​​and suddenly smiled again: "I am also a wizard member of the Scarlet Society. It's just a matter of taking you into the Scarlet Society."

Ze Tian laughed dryly and didn't reply. Then, when he saw the Nightmare Great Wizard raised his right hand, his pupils suddenly dilated, with disbelief, "It's actually true, the wizard mark of the Scarlet Society."

He even compared it with his own Scarlet Wizard Mark, which was real and there was no mistake.

The Nightmare Great Wizard is actually one of us!!

Through the things given by the Great Wizard Zunhuang and the Scarlet Society mark left behind, Wang Ya sensed the right place and the right time.

Below was a mountain range with a primeval forest, and it seemed to be a canyon crack. The deep darkness was reflected from it, as if it was going to swallow up all the light in the world.

Wang Ya suddenly activated the red metal token given by the Great Wizard Zunhuang and the Scarlet Society wizard mark.

The next moment. Extremely distant spatial resonance radiation waves were transmitted, and gradually formed an astonishing energy storm, completely shattering the surrounding space. The darkness in the real mountain cracks seemed to be drawn into the black storm formed by the space shattering.

The strange red light scattered from the darkness again, gradually forming a huge energy ripple red portal, with various ancient wizard runes on it, and a scarlet chain extending from the void to connect to the door.

Ze Tian was stunned and whispered: "What a joke, this is the authority of the three adults of the Scarlet Society to open the Scarlet Void Gate, and they can go directly to the core area of ​​the headquarters without any obstruction."

"Why does the Nightmare Wizard have such ability? It should not be said why he has such authority."

An answer emerged in his mind.

It is the Great Wizard Zunhuang.

Before Zetian could react, a black snake that seemed to have separated from the dark shadows continued to lengthen, and under the control of the Nightmare Wizard, it bound his body; the Nightmare Wizard flew into the empty gate and pulled him in.

Zetian finally reacted, and almost howled, "No, no, no, Master Nightmare Wizard, I can't enter the empty gate. I don't have the authority or the qualifications. Wizard apprentices cannot appear in the core area of ​​the headquarters."

The red empty gate swallowed the two people, and then turned into smoke, which disappeared between heaven and earth. The dark canyon below gradually returned to calm, leaving only the harsh noise of the wind. (End of this chapter)