Warhammer Divine Throne

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That night, the caravan camped in the mountain within the valley.

Guards and mercenaries people coming, people going. Compared with the day before, the mercenaries are more interested. Ryan guessed that this is because today’s battle went smoothly and most of the mercenaries should be here. Brin has gained something.

In comparison, the merchant’s interest is not so high. When going downhill, a carriage overturned under the influence of wolves, and the black fierce oil drum placed in it was overturned. Matz After a little calculation, he knew that his loss was more than one hundred gold dinars.

The night sky is dotted with stars, and in the distance, the densely forested Scavier Mountain has a foot under the veil in front of everyone-the wild growth of the forest and the white bones beside the road all tell the terrifying past .

"Hurry up!" Bodyguards were loading and unloading, and a large wooden box was lifted from the carriage with the help of two people.

"Ouch!" The exhaustion that lasted for a day made the guard a little weak. The wooden box fell to the ground, and a few pieces of ore were lost.

This kind of stone is a mixture of sea-blue color crystals and rough rocks. It is obviously an unrefined magic ore.

"Sea Heart Stone?" Teresa approached with her staff. After half a day's rest, her complexion had recovered: "Mr. Oliver? Is this your cargo?"

"Aiya Aiya! What are you doing? Clumsy, put things away quickly!" Mats rushed over, motioned to the guards to put things away, and then said with a smile embarrassingly: "This is... This is my cargo, Ms. Trovik."

"What's the matter? Mr. Mats?! We, Garland, have issued notices in the Royal Court of the Nord many times. Any Haixin Stone, we are willing to offer a high price to buy, why is there still sea heart stone this thing in your goods?" After Teresa saw the ore in the wooden box, her expression changed obviously. Sea heart stone is a very Precious magic minerals are necessary for the production of many magic items, and this mineral has the ability to assist the wizard's descendants to awaken the magic innate talent. At critical moments, the casters can even directly absorb the energy contained in it to restore the magic.

"This...I..." Mats looked around very embarrassedly. He found that everyone in the caravan was watching him, hesitatingly speechless.

Ryan came up to relieve the siege: "Well, Teresa, other merchants have the freedom not to sell to you, don’t they? The Nord Kingdom is not at all laws expressly prohibited the export of these things, after all, if it’s forbidden After exporting these things, I am afraid that the king Your Majesty will worry about the military salary, right?"

"But the sea heart stone is too precious, and our Jialan also urgently needs this magic ore. We have already given it. The price is so high..."

"But the Imperial Family Wizard Academy is willing to give a higher price, isn't it?" Ryan interrupted Teresa, and then smiled at Mats. Said: "Am I right? Mr. Mats?"

"...Yes."

"It seems that we have always been too tolerant of you businessmen, yes I'll give you a little at the time... Um~" The female warlock was about to get angry, and soon a pain in her abdomen reminded her that something was wrong. Ryan walked up and hugged the female warlock in her waist: "Okay! Don't be angry. Now, you can’t do this. Just turn around and talk to Ms. Aurora!” After finishing speaking, Ryan didn’t give the Sorceress another chance to talk and so on, so hurry up holding her. He slipped away, and to his expectation, the female warlock did not resist during this process, letting him pick it up, it saved him a lot of trouble.

7:30 in the evening.

Raising the tent curtain, Ryan saw Emilia taking out a pot of hot water with a dull expression. Ryan stepped aside and stepped aside the road, and then asked: "Is it better?"

"It's better, and also, don't you know that you will at least knock on the door when you enter the lady's room at night?" The female warlock was lying halfway on the padded backrest, looking in a bad mood.

"...Sorry, then you have a good rest, good night!" Ryan sighed, nodded turned around and left.

The tent fell into silence again.

The sorcerer thought that Ryan was angry, but he really never appeared again. After waiting for a long time, Teresa didn't see him come back, and she felt a deep sense of loss in her heart.

Don’t mention anything in the tent for the time being. After Ryan spoke to the caravan, Alone came to a nearby clearing. He took out the divine technique scroll he had bought in Wulan Town. , The zero-level juggling light technique, fell into contemplation.

Unfold the divine technique scroll, Ryan draws a tiger using a cat as a model according to the energy patterns and symbols on the scroll and walks with psychic energy, then raises his hand: "Lighting technique!"

A ball of light smaller than a fist shot from Ryan’s hand, lighting up the gloomy and cold surroundings, and then about ten meters away from Ryan, the ball of light suddenly disappeared without warning .

"It is different from the normal divine technique. After the normal divine technique is shot, it can fly at least 20 meters and then gradually disappear, but the divine technique I simulated can only fly ten meters." Ryan thought After a while, muttered: "Is it because of the divine force of the gods?"

"Try this again." Then, Ryan took out another magic scroll, which cost him a lot. Money, which is sealed with Level 1 basic spell-magic missile.

Compared with divine technique scrolls, the number of magic scrolls is even rarer. Like other magic items, making such scrolls is extremely difficult, and only high-level wizards know how to make them. In order to complete a scroll, the mysterious spell pattern must be carefully copied onto the parchment, and then the incantion required for the spell must be copied.

Then the wizards will inject magic power into the scroll, which is a very technical job. If the magic is injected too much, the scroll will be in danger of exploding and self-initiating, especially the destructive spell , If the mana is injected too little, it may not be able to activate spell.

A three-ring level wizard can only make one-ring level magic scrolls, and a six-ring level legendary wizard can only make four-ring magic scrolls at most, and so on, it’s worth mentioning that I think To use the magic scroll, the user must have a small amount of magic innate talent and be able to read the text above, which also makes the audience of the magic scroll even narrower.

"Magic missile, a ring of plastic energy spell, moved towards the target to shoot three energy bombs, it is the basic spell that every wizard and apprentice can master." Ryan muttered to himself.

The principle of this spell is very simple. The magic is condensed into an energy projectile and aimed at a target to strike. Ryan quickly uses psionic energy to analyze the spell, and then builds it in the same way according to the spell structure: "Magic missile !"

Exactly as he imagined, psionics can also simulate the release of magic missiles, but similarly, magic missiles with a range of at least 50 meters were completely dissipated in the air after flying about 10 meters. .

"In other words, the spell of psionic simulation cannot leave my body for more than ten meters or so." Ryan recalled the teachings of his father in his dream: "Psionics are extremely powerful and depraved. Source, you have to make good use of this power."

"So, how about this?" Ryan gathered the psionic energy on his body in the center of his hand, then spread his five fingers, and the psychic energy converged into silver white light. , Instantly lit up the dark forest. Under the blazing psychic glow, the nearby dead wood eroded by chaotic energy suddenly produced a certain mutation. The black chaotic energy faded, and branches and green leaves grew again.

No, it's not that the chaotic energy of black has faded.

It was Ryan's psychic energy that completely shattered those chaotic energies!

But very quickly, the strong light of psychic energy not only drives away the chaotic energy, but its own strong destructive power quickly burns all the trees that have finally escaped from the torment of chaotic energy. Into charcoal.

The burning smell passed into Ryan's nose and mouth, which made Wolf Knight feel very uncomfortable.

"Too much is too late. My psychic energy can purify and corrode, but it is essentially a terrifying destructive power. I need to practice how to control it. Maybe this is the tempering of my father." Ryan nodded, he Planning to get up, a sudden gust of wind blew from the depths of the forest.

The white sacred fire reappeared in the forest. The wind was flying and the dead branches covered the ground. Ryan suddenly eyes opened wide, and then subconsciously one-knee kneels: "My lord!"

The white flame at the mid-winter time is the will of White Wolf, the god of war, Urik!

Shenhuo didn't materialize, it just hung high in the air, and then slowly entered Ryan's Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Boy, we meet again." In Ryan's Sea of ​​Consciousness, White Shenhuo spoke.

"I pay my respects to you, the great wolf god, White Wolf Knight Ryan is here to listen to your teachings!" Ryan's face was surprised and joyful, as everyone knows, White Wolf, the god of war, Yuri Ke rarely responds to the prayers of believers, rarely passes on Oracles, and rarely descends on the main material world. His only action to descend on the main material world is to personally come to the world to fight against chaos during the first chaotic invasion.

Since then, this wolf god has never even dispatched incarnation to appear on the material plane. He treats believers cruelly, especially when the weak ask him for refuge, they tend to ignore them, only his beloved ones. The head of White Wolf Knight and White Wolf Church Archbishop occasionally have the opportunity to communicate with him.

After Charlemagne killed Moka the Chosen of Chaos and repelled the Chaos army, Urik blessed Charlemagne and his empire, and asked him to build a for himself in the north of the empire" "Visible" temple, and the empire can’t find a reason to refuse—after all, the wolf god has personally come to the world to fight against the Chaos army. Therefore, one of the most spectacular temples in the world, the White Wolf temple, was built in the northern part of the empire. On the high mountain cliffs of the electorate of Errich, after thousands of years of development, human beings rely on the White Wolf Temple to build the big city White Wolf City within the realm can be counted on one's fingers.

"Are you Ryan, the adopted son of that bald Norman? You want me to say that you don't look like him." Urik's first sentence turned over Ryan: "There is a chance Tell your adoptive father, don’t pray in your heart that I can help him grow his hair again, he should pray to Salia, not me."

Sally Ya, the compassionate Goddess, is also known as the medical Goddess.

Ryan couldn’t say anything except for a smirk and a gesture of compliance: "Understand, I will obey your Oracle, my lord."

"Come on! I'll send an incarnation It’s not to tell you this, boy, your previous sacrifices show that there are big impure chaotic creatures in the mountain range here. Go, go and bring its head to me. This is the best winter for me. A gift from the curtain festival." White's sacred fire was about to disappear, and Ryan quickly said: "That...something I don't understand underneath."

"Say!" White's sacred fire shook.

"...understand." Ryan lowered his head and said he knew it, and then in hesitation, White Wolf Knight said: "I heard that the great Lord has a long lifespan and rich experience, no I know if you know... about the ancient sage?"

"You actually know the ancient sage? I thought that after thousands of years, no one knew about the ancient sage, except for long ears and a handful of nerds. Holy." Urik's tone fluctuates for the first time.

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"boom!" The heavy axe cut open the entire tree, cutting the trunk from the middle, all The thorns and branches of the giant Ox Head Man can feel the trembling of the earth every step they take. Its face is covered by a white skull and its expression cannot be clearly seen. Only a large amount of mist sprayed from its mouth and nostrils: "Hoo...Kill!"

"The soul of the jungle!" Elderrad's staff waved, and the trees next to them had mutations under the shining of the green rays of light, and they rose from the ground. , Moved towards Ox Head Man rushed away.

The action of the giant Ox Head Man is not slow in the slightest. It step by step moved towards Alderrad, a tree man rushes from the left, it doesn’t even look at it, tomahawk The treant was chopped into two pieces with one sweep, and the few treants from Alderrad Summon could not stop it at all.

The thick hooves stepped on the forest floor, each step approached, Alderrad felt the heavy pressure.

Is it the Minotaur?

Unlike, the Minotaur is a very emotional creature, but this creature is always calm.

So is it a big-horned bull with a level of tall minotaur?

"In that case..." Alderrad pushed the stick into the ground forcefully, and then took a deep breath, his original tattered clothes were stretched apart with the master's movements, crumpled Hair appeared on her skin, her nose stretched, her palms gradually turned into claws, and her body gradually swelled. Within a few seconds, he already had the appearance of a bear.

There is no particularly powerful attacking spell in the druid's magic. Alderrad decided to use his claws and teeth to fight.

Just when Alderrad was about to transform into a giant bear, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the giant Minotaur’s mouth, and the filthy energy gathered on it, as if to World's All Living Things swallowed up.

"Savage...barbarian...rush...crash!!!" The battle skill was activated. Almost in the blink of an eye, the giant minotaur rushed out nearly fifty meters away, and the wooden staff built it. The protective array turns into fly ash like paper, and a huge shadow will be enveloped by the transformed Alderrad.

The battle axe swept across, leaving a huge bone-visible wound on the druid’s chest, spreading from the right waist to the left shoulder, and the blood filled the druid’s chest, Al Under the huge impact, Derade flew out for several tens of meters. Fortunately, the remaining treants swarmed up and temporarily entangled the hands and feet of the wild beast.

"Uh-huh..." Alderrad's wild beast quickly faded, and gradually changed back to a human appearance. He sat down on the ground, clutching his chest, and the pain almost caused He couldn't breathe, and his original wrinkled face shrank into a ball at this time, and blood filled the ground. Alderrad crushed an emerald green gem without the slightest hesitation, covered his chest with his hands, and crawled back.

The giant minotaur opened his mouth and laughed wildly, scarlet liquid dripped from its mouth, the filthy energy shining more and more, and he slowly approached Alderrad.

Alderrad gasped loudly, and the giant minotaur step by step came, like the sound of a death knell.

"You...you are...the doomsday..."