Chapter 118: The Vast Mansion is a Gathering of Rights and Wrongs
"The aftermath of the sonic boom is three thousand miles, and the scimitar is invincible. Loyalty and courage are better than others, and my Anda is the first", this is a sentence that Hajir Khan used to say to the warriors when he was feasting. After saying this, Brach would step forward to take the helmet of the King of Salem and drink a full bottle of wine under the gazes of the other desert elves, who were either envious, or jealous, but more fearful.
For the tribe's first strongest, the chief samurai, and the leader of the sylomancers, all the elves in Salem have an indelible impression. As for why he killed Hajir Khan, many noble warriors were even more suspicious. However, at this time, the continuous echoes in the cave and the rocks that were shaken down by the sound made these elves have no time to think about it, and they must quickly find a way to deal with such a sudden appearance of Braci - the location of the "King Election Conference" is an underground grotto, if this "monarch killer" really has bad intentions, with his strength, he only needs to use the sound of words to collapse this place to wipe out this elite of Salem.
"Blatch, what are you coming back for?" said an elderly Salem elven nobleman, who squeezed out of the crowd with his arms apart, and then asked, "Are you not satisfied after killing your own Anda, the great Elven Khan of Salem, and want to bury the entire tribe?"
Bradch knew this man, an elderly desert elf who was one of his Anda's uncles. So after he bowed, he said, "I have no intention of doing this, I have brought the murderer who really killed Hajar Khan, and the body of the murderer who died." As he finished speaking, some of Salem's elven warriors whispered.
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Hundreds of miles away in the city of Nome, the Khedive was agonizing over a sudden and unexplained headache that had begun the night before. This symptom must have something to do with the Soulbinding Crystal he was wearing, a "mentor"-like magical artifact that shimmered with a breathtaking brilliance at the start of the headache attack. To cover up its anomaly, the Khedive had to wrap himself in several layers of robes.
Yesterday, the news that the famous Sand Rhino Caravan had been entrusted to bring a large amount of raw materials from Kotep to Norm City to Norm City had already been disseminated through some channels, presumably the warring Salem and Sashim Desert Elf tribes near Norm City had already received the news, and the Archon had already handed over the map of the ruins of the Soulbinding Mage Tower that he had purchased with the Soulbinding Crystal to the captains of the Garrison Commanders of Norm City.
According to the original plan, after the captain of the mage's garrison, a deaf and dazzling old mage, had verified the authenticity of the map, he would accompany the archon to discuss with him the transfer of the spellcasters of Nome City to the battle. The Khedive believed that the map recommended by the Soulbinder would attract the attention of the greedy old mage, and that it would be almost certain that the casters of Nome City would be able to lure the casters of Nome City to explore the "North Tower" left behind by the Soulbinder. And he was also able to fulfill the dream of "becoming a mage who manipulates mysterious powers and becoming the heir of an ancient soulbinding mage" that he had been instilling in the Soul Binding Crystal since he was a child.
But the current situation made him a little distressed. Not only because of the pain in his brain that seemed to be attacking all the time, but also because his most trusted Soul Binding Crystal no longer responded to his call. Ever since its strange brilliance, no matter how much the Khedive called out to his life mentor, it had not been able to answer his question as soon as it had done before.
What went wrong? "Centaurs" held their sore and swollen foreheads, racking their brains to think of countermeasures.
It turned out that after Quest used the silver blade to cut off the connection between the other two soulbinding crystals and unknown existences, only the soulbinding crystal representing the "beast" held by the Khedive was overloaded. As a distributed information storage carrier for Soul Binding Mages, the "Beast Nature Crystal" automatically loads the information contained in the "Beast Body Crystal" and "Beast Heart Crystal".
Just as the Khedive was playing the thirteenth game of wits in order to relieve his headache, the flickering brilliance of the Soul Binding Crystal suddenly became restrained. A huge amount of information was directly poured into the brain of this "centaur" at once, and he fainted directly. But in this way, he is not afraid of headaches for a while.
After about three hourglasses, the Khedive finally woke up. At this time, his eyes flashed with blood-red beastly light, and a surging beast heart surged in his heart, and the muscles of his body bulged to prop up the burqa. All the information of the beast's heart, the beast's body, and the beast's nature has been imposed on it. Picking up a wit chess piece and clenching it with great force, the enchanted chess piece polished with lapis lazuli instantly turned into powder in the hands of the Khedive
"This power," said the Khedive, marveling at his benign mutation, only to last for a moment before turning into fear: "Don't do this!"
The value must be given in advance, and the Soul Binding Crystal, or the former Soul Binding Mage Shuric, knows this well. Through the spells pre-set in the "Beast Crystal", the Khedive experienced false power at the cost of the wearer's own life force. And once this amazing power has been possessed, if it is suddenly lost, no one can accept it at all.
"Son of the beast with the name of the governor of the ancient kingdom, what you have just experienced is that the power of the ancient soul binding mage is less than one percent. The door of the secret room is about to be opened, and someone has already taken a step ahead of you on the path of inheriting the way of body, mind, and sexuality, so please speed up your plans...... Remember, only the caster's soul can be used as firewood to light the fire of the North Tower, and remember that the remains of the beast are in the Oasis of Sashim Royalty south of Nome...... "The Soulbinder with more of Shurric's memories seems to have become wiser, and it even pinpoints the Khedif to the location of the carcass of the brown dragon that is the body of the beast."
Desperate for his lost strength to be regained, the Khedive followed the Soulbinder's instructions, and immediately dragged his body, which had been somewhat depleted by the false power he had just experienced, to visit the Archon, and the two of them rode away to the gathering place of the Guardian Mages of Nome.
Nome's mage colony is located in the western corner of the city, and the main buildings here are directly molded with the "turn mud into stone" spell, and the garrison captain's mansion is in the middle of this settlement. A three-story fortress-like building surrounded by a high wall painted with family crests. According to the consuls, this design undoubtedly reveals the vanity and pompousness of its master. As the two of them expected, the old mage who had already verified the authenticity of the map scroll in the Soul Binding Mage's laboratory yesterday had been waiting for them for a long time.
"Good day, Your Excellency, yesterday it was argued that the Mage garrison had passed a resolution on participating in the battle against Sasha and Salem. The old mage with the pipe in his mouth sat on the soft chair and swallowed the clouds and mist, and said directly to the visiting two
According to the rules set by the Imperial Davidshur, according to the ability to cast spells, the mages who defend everywhere can wear purple, black, gray, and brown robes in turn, and the mage apprentices all wear white robes. In addition to the black-robed mage garrison commander, there were also two gray-robed mages attending the meeting. These people already included most of the high-ranking members of the Norm City Spell Garrison, and it seems that the map of the Soulbinding Mage Ruins handed over by the Archon yesterday had clearly attracted the attention of these spellcasters.
Not caring about the old mage's straightforward words that did not conform to the etiquette, the archon in a good mood said loudly: "Thank you for your support, I believe that with the help of your magical magic power, our army will be able to completely annihilate the desert elves that have been harassing Nome City for two years......"
"It's natural, but it's not the ultimate reason for this, it's the map you sent yesterday that matters. As the relics of the mages left in the land of Medici, they naturally belong to the great pharaoh. The mage garrison who defended the side in accordance with the will of the Great Vishur had the responsibility to supervise and protect the wealth of the pharaohs within their jurisdiction. We can't hope that the despicable desert bandits will suddenly turn into noble and take the initiative to hand over the treasure they have acquired, so they will choose to take the initiative to defend the interests of the Empire. Before the archon could finish speaking, a young mage in a gray robe snapped up.
The gray-robed mage's rude behavior made the consul a little displeased, but at this time, he was on someone else's territory, and he was not easy to attack for a while. Seeing that the archon was embarrassed, the Khedive, who was standing aside, hurriedly handed the steps to his master: "Gentlemen, what you said is right, as the so-called good steel should be used on the blade, it is indeed very important to solve the mage ruins that do not induce the two desert elves to fight endlessly;
"If the number of people works, then the goblin ......" The gray-robed mage who had just snapped the archon's words was about to sneer at the Khedive, when his teacher, the only black-robed old mage present, waved to stop the words.
Due to problems with Scuma's business, the old mage had some contact with the former knights of the Khedive. He looked at the Khedive, whom the inhabitants of Nome called "Shadow Archon", "Lord of the City", and "Centaur Eater", and said pointedly: "Young people are always in a hurry, and most of them lack thought before they speak and act. However, this is similar to the desert elves, but those elven barbarians can't learn to be cautious even if they get older, and how can the ruins marked on the map of the soul-binding mage be touched by ordinary people? ”
A spellcaster in the world of ashes like him needs to draw life force from purchased slaves almost every day to sustain his spell casting needs. The old mage who had been immersed in this path for many years naturally had a special sense of the life force of others, and the Khedive, who had just consumed part of his life force due to the experience of a false power under the mobilization of the Soul Binding Crystal, was clearly sensed by the abnormality that had occurred in his body.
However, it also made the old mage more convinced of the authenticity of the Soulbinder Mage's map - in his experience, the Khedive should have obtained some other magical items along with the map - and perhaps it was because of the use of those things that his life force was depleted.
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