Chapter 125: Promoted to the Eighth Ring, Taking the Opportunity to Rage (II)
The spirit is the essence of the Arcanist, which is repeated in the real world.
At this time, Shane's lake surface field contained most of the people present, and their figures were clearly reflected, as clear as a mirror of mercury. The gauzy air around him then spread to the surface of the lake, giving him a slightly cool and moisturizing feeling.
He is a pure master. ’
Affected by the lake, the elves present subconsciously thought so, it was hard to imagine that the figure who could restrain a dozen mages with a single shot, his spirit was not bursting and full of attacks. But the feeling is that they can't control their bodies because of the sudden upheaval.
"Master Harold, Master Nasser, Master Solanlian," Shane shouted, his voice not loud but instilling the audience, and the three who shouted came to their senses. "That's the end of the entrance ceremony, you take the students down to rest."
"Obey the orders of Taiwan" The three of them bowed with more formal etiquette, and then organized the students who were frightened by the rapid upheaval to retreat to the school building.
"Hadurun-Mingyi, Salares, and all my followers, men, listen," Shane's order came again, 'awakening' his army, pointing to the viewing platform: "Go and sift through all the strangers who come to the White Tower, and arrest the spies among them, including those who are among them." ”
"Yes"
"As for you?" Sean looked at the dozen or so mages and the council's dead subordinates, who were struggling less and less because of the lack of oxygen, and their faces were dark red like boiled livers. "All imprisoned."
Hearing that there was no need to die, several people gave up struggling, and their whole bodies relaxed as if accepting their fate.
"Hadurun, they handed it over to you, don't let one go."
The ranger commander, who was a private businessman, waved happily: "Come, show them the binding art of the Red Sun Guard." A dozen rangers gave a long-awaited grin, pulling out the bowstring in their bags as they walked, striking fancy knots.
The demon-breaking equipment is in the hands of the royal family, and the regular army captures the mages and restricts them from casting spells, although there are few but not nothing, and pain is one of the commonly used methods.
Use the bowstring to make a skewer knot. More than a dozen mages were strung together like mice, and their whole bodies were cut into the surface of the skin by taut thin wires, and the pain was not great when they didn't move, but as long as one of the dozen or so moved, at least four or five of their whole bodies would be cut.
These things are done. The Eye of Truth traces back to the coordinates of the Messenger Crystal link. At that moment, the messenger crystal on the opposite side teleported a set of pictures in reverse. The unstable picture is like an illusion swaying in the changing waves of water. Even the only way to distinguish characters is from a vague part of their faces that only dimly reveal when they speak.
"Shall we teleport over and suppress Shane-Dawnblade as planned?" Shane heard a mage with a round face say, "I think the situation has changed, so this operation will be put on hold, and we will find a way to deal with it first." Survive the Dawnblade's counterattack. ”
"I also agree" The second voice was hoarse, and the owner of the voice had a scar on his forehead: "The temporary victory or defeat is nothing, we wait patiently for the next opportunity." Bridges - Master of Morrowind? ”
"The Silvermoon Tribunal will keep an eye on Shane Dawnblade's words and deeds, and it will play an important role when we can restrain him."
"Let's say goodbye" "Agree" "Agree" "Agree"
Sean read for a while, pinching a spell in his hand, and the next moment it had disappeared from the White Tower.
"None of them can be left, all of them will be left behind" Today, the superstructure of Quel'Salas will be completely transformed.
Suddenly, the four masters of the council. His face changed drastically, and he saw a figure step out of the void, throwing out a spell casually, all the cutting space changes, and the teleportation techniques are all invalid.
Dimensional anchors.
In the Silvermoon Council, it was tasteless for the masters to fight hand-to-hand in person, and Shane did just that.
The petal shield opened in front of him, and the petals slowly rotated, and the wind held his body suspended in the air. Above the head, the bright blue arcane fire. Obedient hair falls like a star.
"You have tried your best to calculate me, but do you know that I am also waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to seize the stepping stone and step on it, although four is a bit much. But it's not that it doesn't solve the problem. ”
In the world of supernatural powers, the quickest way to solve problems is the supernatural power counterpart. The Black Door has been opened, and there is no time to play the game of political compromise with Parliament. Shane looked at it and shook his head, and the four of them couldn't speak.
"Master Shane, we are members of the Council. You should know the consequences of going to war," the hoarse voice said calmly, suppressing anger in the context. “
"I know, but so what, shouldn't you have the consciousness to start again after a defeat when you make a move?" Sean turned his head, his golden pupils flashing at him, "I was careful not to touch the interests of Silvermoon City, and you made a move on me, what made you have the illusion that I would be obedient." Authority and status, in the final analysis, are maintained by strength, and authority that cannot be implemented by force is nothing. So ......"
"What do you want?"
The master of Morrowind is talking.
Shane turned his gaze to him and waved his hand to flick a little arcane fire: "The method of conversation in the Red Sun White Tower is that there will be negotiations after victory. ”
As he spoke, his spirit was released, and the realm came, and this space of conspiracy was suddenly filled with his spirit. Then the sparks of longing flickered, and the storm came between the lightning and flint.
What is Arcane? Arcane is a reflection of the mage's heart. Promoted to the Eight Rings, Shane understood more of the essence of arcane arts: all the physical realms are obtained by our minds, and the breeze and bustle or the storm are dominated by thoughts. The image of the mind interfering with reality is evolving towards another reality. The Arcanist's quest for the truth of the world is also the process of transforming the world. At this moment, the reality in his realm collapsed, the mirror on the surface of the lake shattered, and the reality was shattered along with it.
"It's really the Eight Rings!"
At this moment, the four masters of the council discovered the difference between Shane and their essence, and at this time he knew how big the difference was in the level.
Only by unleashing one's own realm with all one's strength can the truth of the world around him not be destroyed.
The proof of the master, the seven rings are to interfere with reality, the eight rings are to distort reality, and the nine rings are ...... Unknown.
"Flying Spell Strike Detected"
Without the need for the Eye of Truth to remind, Shane saw a black light magic ball of the Plastic Energy School flying, undoubtedly the core knowledge was being used, and the extremely restrained energy fluctuations shocked above the spirit, and it was about to break through Shane's spiritual realm and attack him.
Plastic energy to plastic energy, but the scale is larger.
Immediately, Sean mobilized the arcane energy in his body and combined with the free arcane energy particles to shape it with all his might. The golden blood beats, and the abilities of the two divinities are activated. Thoughts are models, arcane energy is materials, and the number of calculations in the brain exceeds the limits of mortals.
The three weave the spell that Shane had been looking forward to for countless days and nights, and he didn't create until the Eight Rings due to the rules of Azeroth.
A giant hand was formed on the top of his head: the Vajra palm of Bigbai.
However, in this life, it should be called 'Shane's big hand'
Boom, big hands like a black stone mountain on the top.
The black light magic ball of 'poof' shattered immediately when it hit the palm of the hand, and then the big hand pressed down mercilessly.
Collapse! The opponent instantly sent out a layer of shield, but the hesitant eggshell was crushed by the big hand. And then let's go! crushed all the bones of his body alive
Shane shot with all his might, just to take the lead. The one who was put down was called Greenville Morningwalker, the master of finances.
"It shouldn't be like this" The round-faced master was shocked and muttered, "This shouldn't be the result we want." ”
Shane's golden eyes looked: "Times have changed, you have not kept up, and you are destined to be eliminated." ”
He said that twenty years later, when Silvermoon City was destroyed and 90% of the elves were killed, would he be able to keep up with the times. (To be continued.) )