Wizards are mighty

"Tsk, it's a bit boring."

"Why don't we take a look at the plot of another world line?"

Closing the Book of the World in his hand, the illusory Vic finished the deduction boredly.

Then, the world that was constantly evolving in front of the two of them was instantly stagnant.

Then, it suddenly began to rewind.

The light flickered, and time was reversed.

A long section of mysterious and fantastic scenes flashed by.

Finally, it stopped on the projection of another world line of "Faren World".

……

……

……

The bright sunlight slanted down from the gap in the fence window, illuminating Sean's face with thick lines of light and dark, making him squint.

A long rope tied Sean and more than a dozen people together, and next to them were heavily guarded soldiers, who had expressionless faces and held standard long swords in their hands.

This is a high tower where mages live. The tower body made of blue stone is straight and tough. The inner wall painted with black paint is full of exquisite patterns. Some decorations with a sense of age are hung on the wall, adding a bit of simplicity and elegance to this mage tower.

Under the high dome of the hall, tables and chairs made of dark red hardwood are tilted on the ground. A man dressed in gorgeous and complicated clothes stands in front of Sean and others, talking with a strong man in heavy armor.

He looks a little old, with a cold expression on his face. He is not tall and a little bloated. His hands are very white, which inadvertently shows the owner's pampered life.

Sean knows who he is.

Earl Edgar Broad, a great noble who controls many caravans, is one of the three earls of Theresa City, and the soldiers around him who point their weapons at him and others are undoubtedly his private soldiers.

Obviously, they are not the owners of this tower, but uninvited guests who suddenly broke in.

In the past, they would not come here so easily.

Everyone knows that for a mage, the mage tower is his base camp. There are often various difficult traps in the mage tower. Even if someone sneaks close to the mage tower, he may be attacked mercilessly by the owner of the tower.

But now no one can stop them, because just a few hours ago, the owner of this tower, Lauren, a 19th-level apprentice mage, died in his room after failing to attack the full master level.

And Sean and others are just Lauren's assistants or servants, and they have no power to resist Earl Broad.

This is a world dominated by professionals.

Professionals have extraordinary power, and use levels as the division of soul realms. When professionals carry out activities that match their professions, their souls will continue to be tempered. When they reach a limit, they will naturally upgrade.

The level division of professionals is very simple.

Professionals of level 1 to 9 are called apprentices, levels 10 to 19 are trainee, and once they reach level 20, which is the official level, they can be called big shots.

Although the gap of one level does not seem to be big, the threshold from the trainee level to the official level has stopped countless people.     It is said that only one out of every thousand trainee-level professionals can successfully advance to the official level.

And the old wizard Lauren has become one of the withered bones on the road to the official level.

He is really too old. He has lived for more than 240 years since he was born, and he is only a few years away from the 250-year life limit of the trainee level.

He hasn't lived enough, he still wants to live...

He wants to become a formal-level professional, want to have a thousand years of life, and want to decide the fate of millions of people with his every move, so he bet everything on himself and began his final struggle.

In the process of promotion, his magic power, his soul, his body, and everything he has accumulated over the years were consumed.

But even so, he has not reached that realm...

"Damn old guy, you are about to be buried, why can't you lie in the coffin honestly? You wasted so many resources before you died, making me happy for nothing!"

The strong man complained to Earl Broad, as if to vent his anger, and swept the heavy sword in his hand into the air. A stream of blood and qi emerged from the blade of the heavy sword, just like sword qi, flying out in the direction of the swing.

With a "swish", the thick tower body was cut open by the blood and qi force like tofu. The sunlight from the outside world entered the tower from the diffuse smoke and dust, and the blood and qi force also dissipated in the air in the blur.

"Okay, Field." Count Broad's face was not looking good. It was unknown whether it was because he did not get the expected gains or he was dissatisfied with the strong man's behavior. "I think there is no problem here. This old man still has some valuable things. In any case, we are not returning empty-handed."

"Oh, of course." The strong man named Field sneered and said meaningfully, "Of course you are not returning empty-handed. I believe this..."

The surging blood power made his body emit a faint red light. The surrounding air was disturbed by this power, causing a weak airflow in the room.

Sean lowered his head slightly. The blood power is the power controlled by the warrior. This Field should be the helper invited by Count Broad. From the attitude he showed, he was obviously an apprentice-level warrior.

"I'll have someone send half of the harvest to you later." Broad seemed even more annoyed. He tried to suppress his emotions. "Henry Toland is not as greedy as you. I should have asked him to come earlier."

"I'm not your subordinate..." Field nodded, and with satisfaction, he inserted the big sword in his hand into the scabbard on his back. Then he slowly glanced at Sean and other people who were tied together, and said, "Do you want me to help you deal with these people?"

Field's words caused a commotion in the crowd, but because the soldiers around them were always vigilantly watching them, there was no trouble.

After listening to the conversation between these people, Sean gritted his teeth.

These damn guys broke in a few minutes after Lauren's death. Not only did they occupy all the property left by Lauren, but they also wanted to kill themselves. It was disgusting to the extreme.

...

...

"Stop!"

This time, the content evolved by the illusory Vic was much less.

After the first act ended, he immediately issued a stagnation order.

The whole world also stopped.

"Okay, I have almost figured out the so-called 'logic of plot evolution'."