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So Carlos got the right to go to the Purple Terrace through Kel'thugad before leaving Dalaran.

As the heart of Dalaran, Violet Castle is heavily guarded, and as the highest point of Violet Castle, the Purple Terrace is the most important place in the land.

Different from the light clothes of the past, Carlos at this moment is fully dressed and fully equipped. However, because of the presence of Kel'thugad, the Kenrito guards left the purple terrace with great interest, and there were only two people on the platform, Carlos and Kel'thugad, as well as three spell eyes.

"Do you need me to help you get rid of those eyes?"

Kel'thugad asked.

"It's not an unsightly thing, just watch it if you want to."

Carlos flicked the cloak on the back of his buttocks, pulled the huge tome over his waist, loosened the silver lock, and spread the entire tome in the palm of his hand.

"Is this [beep] a holy scripture? This is the Meteor Hammer cast in the style of a book! ”

Because of his closeness to Carlos and the fact that the two of them were alone, Kel'thugad didn't care too much about the way he spoke. After seeing the paladin tome with the demonized Mithril sealing shell, the seeping magic essence gold hook line, the silver side seal with a lock, and the thick pure copper corner, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

For spell books, or spell books with magic power, mages are no strangers at all, and they are used no less frequently than magic staffs, but this meteor hammer head disguised as a holy book is not, a metal block disguised as a book, nor is it a book in the style of a brick, just looking at the fully enclosed metal shell, let alone a hundred or ten catties! Good fellow, there are still dark black marks on the back relief of the Holy Text, which is very incompatible with the primary color of the demonized Mithril, it is the reason why the blood stains have dried up, Carlos must have smashed people in the face with this thing!

Chang Wei, you also said that you don't know martial arts!

Kel'thugad's crankiness did not affect Carlos's behavior, and the seal was unlocked, and the canon was windless. The magical parchment, made of pure black and hornless lambskin, was already full of content, all sketched by Carlos's pen, and stopped when the pages reached a large picture.

"Oh! What a magician! ”

Every mage who is qualified to be called an archmage has considered the magic of arcane vision when choosing the first constant magic in his life, and even if he does not choose arcane vision, he is still the kind of thief used by arcane vision.

Because this spell is so easy to use.

At this moment, in Kel'thugad's eyes, the magic fluctuations emanating from the Holy Book were rapid and majestic, not the blue of the arcane, not the colorful of the elementals, not the depth of the power of shadows, not the dirty green of evil powers.

Carlos's own holy light, for unknown reasons, was dyed with the green of life, as crystal clear as a new sprout, and the holy light in his hand fluctuated in the purest light, a slightly brilliant golden yellow.

In Kel'thugad's arcane vision, the Holy Tome in Carlos' hand is similar to the Extreme Fireblast that is ready to be fired.

So in an instant, there were three more spell eyes on the purple terrace.

It's good that the bigwigs of the Council of Six are here.

Carlos, who no longer sold the guan, shouted: "The Holy Light is above! ”

The majestic power of the Holy Light turned into thousands of trickles, forming a huge magic circle that enveloped the entire Dalaran with the purple terrace as the center.

What is he going to do?!

The actual rulers of Dalaran, the six archmages of the Council of Six, almost made a move, and this spell that covered the entire Dalaran was extremely dangerous for the city.

But considering that the caster is Paladin Carlos, the king of Alterac, the youngest and most legendary hero of the Alliance, this urge to interrupt a few times when you read the note is suppressed.

Take a look, look again.

Undisturbed, Carlos, who had waited for a moment, continued to urge the holy light, and under the previously formed framework, there were more and more details of the super-large magic array, and after about one minute and fifty-six seconds, the magic array was formed, and a huge pulse of holy light swept over Dalaran.

For the first time, exorcise the disease.

The second time, the Light heals.

The third time, he was physically strong.

Fourth, remove negative spells.

Fifth, the Blessing of the King of Weak Effects.

Sixth, Blessing of Strength.

The seventh time, the meaning is unknown.

Seven Holy Light Pulses, six buffs were applied to the people of Dalaran, and all the people of Dalaran felt that their condition was unprecedentedly good, and the patients at the door of the Doctor's Pharmacy suddenly felt that they had come to see a doctor because of their brains, and they all had a feeling of comfort that I was going to hit ten.

"This is a legion-level holy light spell! The afterlife is terrible and amazing. ”

"Paladin, look down. Carlos, he's been underestimated. ”

"Heheheheha, cough cough, water, give me water."

"Extravagant nouveau riche."

“……”

"How like the splendor of the sunwell."

Unbeknownst to the six archmages, the seventh pulse of sound and light was the spell that was used to redeem souls, and through the effect of this spell, Carlos used the eye of the spell to briefly listen to the thoughts of the six.

Carlos's Holy Light spell won't last too long, after all, he's just a human being, not a god, and he can't even hold on for twenty-four hours, and I'm afraid it will be invalid before midnight.

But the act of buffing for the whole city is itself a show of goodwill, and it is a demonstration. It was Carlos' way of expressing his friendship to Dalaran, and it was a silent warning to those who were hostile and ignored him.

The deeper concern behind this is whether the paladins have reached this level!

Or Carlos. Barov was already powerful as a paladin.

In the rigid thinking of the mages of Dalaran, the priest is equal to the doctor and nurse, and the warrior is infinitely equal to the dick, as a paladin who combines the two, that is, a high-level dick who can fight and resist and increase blood.

And this time, Carlos's behavior shattered this illusion.

Paladin, who can also be a spellcaster, a holy light spell, can also be so majestic.

“……”

Kel'thugad was about to speak, Carlos guessed, but he didn't want to answer.

"Alright, let's go."

Just kidding, did you tell the deputy speaker of the Dalaran Council that he had just spied on Dalaran's secret?

Handsomely closing the holy tome and retracting the light that was released, Carlos bent down to pick up the lock that had fallen on the ground, and with a click, turned the holy book back into a brick meteor hammer and hung it back on his waist.

"I'll give you a magic lock when I get back, it's self-locking."

Kel'thugad had a strange look, and he didn't dare to laugh if he wanted to.

"Huh? Ah, oh, good. ”

Carlos thought about it, and his face couldn't help but turn strange.

Damn, the pure masters who say yes never look back at the explosion! The movement of bending over by himself is inferior! At this moment, you should sweep your cloak and pretend to leave.

Yes~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The image is completely ruined.

Pretending to be a big failure!