readx;? Volume IV Target Arabel] Section 188 Iolem -

Section 188 Iolem

As soon as William's words came out, there were immediately a few old monsters who were almost a little more cultivated and burst out laughing, even if they were cattle people who could break their wrists with the gods, there were not many who dared to run to other planes casually, but there were a few bad-tempered people who often expelled some unpleasant guys from the main material plane. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info15

"It's a great joke, and I like kids who know how to be humorous. A black-robed man the size of a baby floated in front of William on a floating frisbee, because of the view blocked by others, William didn't notice that there was such a small person at first, because the other party's whole body was covered by robes, William thought it was a halfling.

"You also like floating frisbees, you have to know that she is really perfect, her energy output control circle refers to the brain structure of the spirit sucking monster, adding a little dragon bone powder can make the balance xing almost perfect" The little black-robed man saw the floating frisbee in William's hand, and immediately became interested, regardless of whether William could understand it or not, a series of alchemical knowledge containing a large amount of Nethar's secret art words gushed out, "This is what I think is the most bāng (invention), what do you think?"

William was a little speechless, how could he, a foreigner who couldn't even speak the lingua franca fluently, understand the secret art arcane that even most ** masters could not understand. However, when it comes to the study of human affairs, there is no one who has more say than the Chinese people, although William is not good at this, but he is not a person who knows nothing, he forced a smile and said: "This is your invention?

Since the other party is the inventor of the floating frisbee, he must want to be recognized and praised by others, William was about to say some words of praise, and by the way, he asked for a few finished products, but he didn't want a nvxing black-robed man to interrupt him very rudely. ~~

"Teacher, this is not the place for you to study, we have more important things to discuss!" This was the most human-like voice of the group William had heard, and it was also the most human-like person among them. And William believed that she was an extremely beautiful and energetic nv person, because he felt a vigorous vitality in this nv person, stronger than anyone he had ever seen.

"I like to talk about that, you know, I'm here to study. I'm not the big roo who had been sleeping under Elaineto's ground, and the black-robed man shouted in displeasure, and he even took off his robe and lulled out a translucent body to prove that he was different from the so-called "big rou ball".

William looked at the "little thing" in front of him in amazement, it was not a halfling, it looked like a human who had been scaled down to the size of a halfling. William wasn't sure what the "strange thing" was in front of him, as all the tissues of his body were translucent, jelly-like fluids except for the bones.

"I am Iolum of Sinlenar, not the Sage of Elaineto of a cloud of cerebrospinal fluid"

"But you are one, and you are all derivatives of Eolem of the Seven Towns."

William looked around, and the others didn't seem to care about the two men's quarrel, or rather got used to it.

Speaking of which, there are two names that cannot be avoided when it comes to Netheriel - Iolem and Carsus. Not to mention Cassus, it is still unanimous that the fall of the first generation of magical NV gods was the work of this "crazy" archarcanist.

Iolum can be said to be the founder and host of the rise and glory of the Nethrel era. His achievements can be said to be unprecedented, or even since. Over the course of his long life, Iolem performed a number of amazing and mihuo deeds and created dozens of incredible inventions, but his most significant contribution was the creation of the Mithic Core. When the people of Nessè Riel mastered the use of the Mither core, one after another flew into the sky.

Ioram's Lost Legendary Spell, Iolum's Life Extension**, is the only known art of immortality that can perfectly extend lifespan. Relying on this spell, Iolum survived for dozens of centuries as the Iolum of the Seven Towns, throughout almost the entire era of Nexe.

However, when Felin Demon Sunflower appeared, Iolem quickly realized that the other party's life-absorbing spell would cause his life-sustaining spell to fail, and under the influence of some factor, Iolem of the Seven Towns transformed himself into a lich and separated into two semi-independent new entities. Ioram of Sinlenar and Iolum of the Lich, Iorm of Sinlenar hid in his floating city, and the other part appeared in front of the world with another floating city disguised as Sinlenar.

After the fall of the Nexèrill Empire, Iolem the Lich calmly continued to select apprentices from among the gifted Nexèrill refugees. Incruciously, he also accepted apprentices from nearby Psikluster cities, and the self-proclaimed Psick students were believed to be the original Psisock Lich. When he used the consciousness of his psionic students to create an undead master's head, Iolem's intentions were finally revealed, and he subsequently fused his consciousness into the mastermind, and most of his psisock lich apprentices were destroyed in this arcane ritual.

Aeolum's last human apprentice, Tabari, was the facilitator of this ritual, and the two of them slaughtered the entire Elainto's Psionic Monster Race, and based on this race, Tabari performed Iolim's Life Extension**, and Tapari, who inherited the vitality of the entire Elainto's Psychic Monster Pack, is inferior to that of a dragon.

In short, this is a pair of powerful perverted Grand Arcanists who are the eyes of all the gods (Iolam of the Lich - Order-neutral Mastermind, Lich Mage level 31, ** division, Sè Riel Arcanist level 5; Iolem of Sinlenar - absolute neutrality, semi-lich, city spirit mage, level 31, Grand Arcanist level 8), and the quarrel between them is rarely nosy, so most of the others look like spectators as spectators to argue between the master and apprentice, but no one comes forward to persuade them.

But that didn't mean that no one was paying attention to William, and the scavenging jackdaw-like avant stepped forward again and asked, "Where is my great-grandfather?"

William snorted coldly and was about to speak, but heard a loud "pop", everyone turned their heads to look, but saw a humanoid skeleton rushing out of the corridor, to be precise, a humanoid crippled skeleton, the skeleton was full of lacerations, limbs and Xiong were missing several bones, covered with mud and dirt, it looked as if it had been run over by a large truck several times and then thrown into the septic tank.

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