Chapter 1: Dividing the Primordial Spirit
Even if he is a high-level mage, after all, he is just a mortal in the flesh, and if he falls from such a high height, the end is self-evident.
"Why ......"
At this time, that Matsuo Chiaki was not dead, and a ball of light actually appeared in front of him, blocking in front of him, blocking several attacks in a row.
However, at this time, Matsuo Chiaki, his eyes were split, staring at Byron deadly, he really couldn't figure out that Alfred and these mages wanted to kill him?
Hasn't he been helping these people with their lives?
"Because the Flemish people want an explanation, they have to hand you over. Master Byron said coldly: "I advise you not to struggle, we will remember your contribution to my Alfred Kingdom." The Magic Crystal Factory will be sent to Dongwei as agreed!"
Hearing the last sentence, Matsuo Chiaki smiled: "As long as the Magic Crystal Factory can be sent back to Dongwa, I will ask for mercy." What is the point of killing us two high-ranking mages?"
As he spoke, he slammed the white light in his hand into his body.
With a bang, the whole person exploded into minced flesh and blood.
The remaining six Alfred mages stood in silence for a moment, as if in silence. Then he said: "Let's go, the two senior mages of Dongwei should be able to explain the past......"
Alfred's six mages took advantage of the shadows to disappear without a trace.
After turning a few street corners, Count Bob and several mages came out in disguise, looking at the direction in which the six mages left, all speechless.
"Damn, I warned them, how dare they?" said Count Bob, his face flushed.
I thought I had intimidated the Alfred people last time, and even gave him the feeling that Alfred was just that, still playing with my applause.
However, then, these Alfred people taught him a lesson,
"Because these are Alfredians, proud Alfredians!"
A figure stood up and said slowly, "If they suffer a dumb loss and don't fight back, then they are not Alfreds......!
They fought back this time to warn us that they had thrown in the towel. But don't think we can do whatever we want, don't go beyond their bottom line......"
This person's face was faintly visible under the street lamp, it was none other than High Mage Alvin.
And beside him were also four or five high-level mages!
He looked coldly at Earl Bob, who had never suffered any setbacks, and said, "I know you have ambitions, ambitions, and ideas.
But you should know that everything is built on strength. Our Kingdom of Flanders is only a small country, and there is simply no enough means to balance those big powers.
After all, I am the only high-ranking alchemist in Flanders. And Alfred has eight archmages!
That's the end of it!"
Count Bao showed a painful expression, finally calmed down, nodded, and suddenly said, "Master, you said that Yin can really become an archmage in the future?"
Master Alvin nodded and said, "As long as he doesn't die halfway!"
"Then what can I do if I want to keep him?" asked Count Boul.
"No way, he has already said that he is ready to go to Warland to fight. Master Alvin said lightly.
"What, to go to war in Frankland?" Count Borough was taken aback.
"That's right, he's already told Master Green!" Alvin sighed softly.
Although he didn't know that there was a saying in the East called "Winning the World's Talents and Teaching It", it was a pity that a genius disciple like Yin Shengzhi could not truly inherit his mantle!
But then he remembered his daughter Eudos, and the bastard who cheated on her heart.
They should be happy, right?
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"The most dangerous thing in this world is the kind of people who have great abilities and great ambitions...... It's just that no matter how strong the individual ability is, what is it? The hero is invincible to the times......"
Yin Shengzhi sighed softly, his voice low as if he was talking to himself.
However, he quickly put the matter behind him.
Mage Alvin is supposed to be doing the final finishing touches and hasn't returned to the Broome antique shop yet.
And Yin Shengzhi's apprentices who have made great contributions have all returned early.
Not only that, Yin Shengzhi also got his own reward...... Various star weapons worth 100,000 gold dollars......
In the words of Master Green, it is the responsibility of the mentor to prepare the labyrinth crystal for his disciple in the vein of His Excellency Alvin.
And you don't want your mentor to have a reputation for being untrustworthy, do you?
In this case, when it comes to this, Yin Shengzhi had to accept the reward for closing the Star Gate last time.
In the end, this opportunity for His Excellency the High Alchemist to refine the Labyrinth Magic Crystal by himself was exchanged for 100,000 gold dollars.
Of course, it can also be exchanged for magic crystals and star weapons equivalent to 100,000 gold yuan.
And Yin Shengzhi didn't even think about it, so he replaced it all with star weapons.
Because Yin Shengzhi clearly knows that the star weapon is the real hard currency, and it is easy to sell it anywhere.
In particular, he has a pact with the goddess Ornidia......
However, these things are not the most important thing for Yin Shengzhi.
The most important thing is that at this time, Yin Shengzhi began to carry out the extremely dangerous Second Yuan God split.
Now Yin Shengzhi is desperately enduring the pain of the split soul.
The sweat on his body kept falling like a bath, and the ground around him was already wet.
The muscles twitched, and even the expression on his face became extremely hideous, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched.
It's pain, extreme pain that has made him like this.
To become a mage, you have to become a second elemental god.
Achieving the second elemental god is a very painful and dangerous experience.
Splitting the divine soul, after all, is an extremely painful and dangerous thing, fortunately, he still has the divine power seed in his hand, otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to cultivate the second yuan god like this.
Rao is like this, Yin Shengzhi also needs a place that is absolutely safe, absolutely private, and no one disturbs, at least seven days.
Fortunately, he had already agreed with Master Greene that no one would bother him for the next seven days!
The pain of splitting the soul is simply unimaginable, it is as painful as cutting an arm off the body with a large knife, and it is even more painful than I don't know how many times!
So much so that he passed out directly just now, but fortunately before he fell unconscious. Yin Shengzhi poured several bottles of soul repair potions in a row......
When Yin Shengzhi was in the room, carrying out the painful division of the second elemental god, he didn't know that the outside world was boiling now, especially in Daqi.