"I would like to remind you," the *** master said respectfully, "our system has been inherited thousands of years ago, and there have been many great masters in the history of the Storm God, but they have not raised any doubts about this system, including your teacher, Carson. ”

This mage tower was founded by Carson's ancestors, and for a long time, the position of the owner of the mage tower was almost monopolized by Carson's family, and there is no doubt that this is the greatest reliance of Sharan and those who think the same way as him: in the eyes of those who don't know that Carson is dead, the previous owner who actually controlled Rhaegar behind his back would never allow the system established by his ancestors to be challenged.

"The current owner of the Mage Tower is me, not Carson," Rhaegar said calmly, not caring if this sentence would be interpreted as no longer caring for his teacher, "I have the right to change the rules here. ”

"Any decision concerning the fundamental system of the Mage Tower must be made by the Deacons Council and the Master of the Mage Tower," Thorn was clearly on the same side as Saran on the matter, "This is a law made by our ancestors to prevent the arbitrariness of individuals, and with all due respect, the appearance of a *** person is much more likely than that of a person like Villar, and the former is no less harmful than the latter. ”

"Are the mages beginning to follow the old rules?" said Wittvens, one of Seren's companions, with a smile at this time, "Conformism and conformism are always the enemies of magic, and I don't think such admonitions are confined to small places like Corrieno. ”

"That's right," Thorn replied with the same smile, as a *** teacher, he maintained his demeanor even in this almost 'confrontation' debate, "but that is only for magic." It is important to know that managing a mage tower requires more than just magic, and like a state, the organization of mages also requires perfect rules and regulations, and once these systems are established, they must be enforced stably and continuously. ”

"That's right," Rhaegar interrupted Thorne, who looked blankly at the two *** divisions who disagreed with his proposal, "You and your friends can rest." ”

"What did you say?" asked Thorn, who didn't immediately understand the meaning of the break, with a slight bewilderment. But the next moment, he knew exactly what those two words meant.

A deep sense of powerlessness hit his whole body without warning, this *** division, who would not feel tired even if he worked for ten days and ten nights in a row, suddenly couldn't even support his body, and the irresistible fatigue made the *** division's eyelids as heavy as a thousand pounds, and in front of everyone, Sean fell to the ground like that, falling into a deep sleep.

While he was being conquered by the Sandman, by his side, Sharan also fell asleep.

"It seems that they are too tired," Colville said suddenly, "Poor Thorn and Salan, they have been doing experiments for more than ten days in a row in order to study magic, even the *** master can't withstand such attrition, they really should rest." ”

"I suggest that in order to allow them to get enough rest, no one should be allowed to visit them until they wake up. Carlo, another member of the Board of Deacons, chimed in, "But before that, I think the proposal should be voted on first." He bowed deeply in Rhaeggar's direction, "I totally agree with your idea. ”

What the divisions feared the most still happened, a master of the mage tower who was countless times stronger than Villar and more unscrupulous than Villar in acting, in front of such an iron-fisted person, the only luck in their hearts that tried to use the ancient system to contain the other party finally disappeared. Everyone knew that Sean and Saran would never wake up again, but no one cared about that, and now their only concern was how to ensure their own interests under such a strong master.

"Your actions are too '' and too hasty," Colville said to Rhaegar "Your actions will scare the rest of the Deacons Council, and the people of Saran and Thorn will be unhappy with you as a result, and while these emotions will not affect you in any way at the moment, it will undoubtedly cause a rift within the Storm God in the long run." ”

After the deliberations were over, Colville was secretly summoned to the top hall that only the owner of the Mage Tower could freely enter, and at this moment, in this hall, only he and Rhaegar were the only two people, and the loyal stone men were firmly guarding the big 'gate', and no one could approach it without permission.

"You're right," Rhaegar didn't heed the criticism, still intently carving various magical symbols into a gem, "but that's exactly what I wanted." He looked up, a cold glint in his eyes that sent chills through Covel's body.

At this moment, Coville finally realized that reorganizing the deacon committee was not the real purpose of this new master, and what he wanted was not only a mage organization with an overwhelming 'sexual' advantage, but a mage tower that belonged entirely to him.

The proposal to reshuffle the committee made Saran and Thorne jump out, but they were far from the whole goal of Rhaegar and using this as a guide to get all the people who had other ideas in their hearts to come out in ***, which was what he wanted. Covel had no doubt that all the former members of the Board of Deacons and their cronies, including himself, had arranged for all kinds of eyes and ears around him, and their every move would be transmitted to Rhaegar at all.

"What do you want me to do?" Suppressing the fear in his heart, Coville asked in a more respectful manner, without any hesitation, this *** division made a decision at the first time - never against the person in front of him.

This attitude pleased Rhaegar very much, and in fact, it was one of the reasons he summoned the former. "I want you to do something," Rhaegar finally finished the last magic symbol, a ray of light 'shooting' from the formation of all the symbols, and then disappeared into thin air, and then, the geist lowered his carving knife and stood up from his seat, "As the oldest person in this mage tower at the moment, you will be the leader of those who oppose me." He looked into the other man's eyes, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate his heart, "Organize them and monitor their words and actions, but don't take any *** action unless they are ready to rebel." ”

"Very few people dare to go against a forbidden mage," Rhaegar continued, "so I have to give some confidence to those who are naysay. He waved his hand, and the gem that had just finished drawing the magic array suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, "Put it on," he said to Coville, "This magic array can allow you to better understand the laws of the universe and accelerate the improvement of your magic power, wear it and meditate for two hours every day, and in a month, you will break through your current realm and become a ninth-order mage." ”

Although the expression on his face was still calm, Coville's slightly trembling body fully explained his mood at this time, forcibly suppressing the 'agitation' in his heart, this *** master bent down deeply, and saluted his master with the highest courtesy, which is a move that only occurs when a mage swears eternal loyalty to another mage.

Watching Covel's figure disappear into the entrance to the hall, a meaningful smile appeared on Rhaegar's face, and then the geist turned and walked to the inner hall behind.

No one knows how many rooms there are in the top hall except for the owner of the Mage Tower, and all that people who enter here is always a large and empty room, and only its owner can enter the different rooms behind it through the 'doors' hidden in the walls, and at this moment, Rhaegar is in such a secret room.

Compared to the previous hall, this secret room is no less 'colorful', on the floor of this equally spacious and empty room, a huge magical pattern is depicted, Rhaegar strolls into the center of this pattern, softly chanting a spell, with a flash of light, his figure suddenly disappears from the spot, and the next moment, he appears in the 'cave' at the core of Blackstone Island.

This long-distance magic teleportation array is the knowledge he gained after obtaining a new soul fragment, with the help of which the god's followers were able to travel freely to anywhere in the same space in the distant age of the gods, and after the fall of the gods, its manufacturing method gradually disappeared into the long river of history. Rhaegar believed that there was no one else in the universe today who could build and use this thing.

The spacious 'hole' and 'hole' still shone softly, and in the center of the 'hole' and 'hole', only a shell and a few remnants of the soul of the heart of the Black Stone Island were still suspended in its original position, beating regularly. Everything is the same as before Rhaegar broke in, the only difference is that the original owner, the huge heart that controls everything on Blackstone Island, has become a puppet under the command of people, and the geist is now the real master here.

For Rhaegard, the Heart of Blackstone Island is no less meaningful than that of the Ancestor of Magic, the existence that created Nevin inherited the creation talent of the God of Judgment, although it does not have any combat power itself, as long as there is enough time, it can create hundreds of creatures of incredible strength, if it is conceived and formed 10,000 years earlier, Rhaegar will face dozens of monsters of the same level as Nairn. It was because of this that after seizing the soul fragments, Rhaegar did not destroy the island of Blackstone and its heart, and after creating the illusion that the coalition forces of the Coriano countries had been destroyed by themselves and retreated, the geist once again sealed the island with the power of the rules, and in his plan, it would become a giant factory for him alone.