Warhammer Wizard

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Ren looked towards this wood elf.

A light green leather armor sets off the tall and straight figure of the wood elf. He is much stronger than ordinary elf and is half a head taller. The leather armor is fully supported by muscles and wears a fine silver head on his forehead. With long hair and shawl, with a handsome face, it looks unrestrained.

Seen in the eyes of the soul, this elf is a Legendary powerhouse, proficient in battle skills, only a few auxiliary spells, should be a jungle knight-errant.

Judging from the strength of the soul, he is equivalent to Level 11 Transcender.

In addition, the opponent's soul color is normal and not hostile.

After introducing himself, Torsedrin said apologetically: "I have to worry about up and down in the arena, so I didn't come to entertain him in time. I hope Sir Lord can forgive me."

"Your Highness need not be so polite."

Ren got up from the sofa and said with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry. I just had time to enjoy a few performances. It was wonderful and opened my eyes."

Fabian reported before coming that the identity of this Tosedrin is not simple, he is a member of the Wood Spirit Spirit King room, and a wizard Prince in the clan.

However, Prince Torsedlin was far away from the throne, and it is said that he had no intention of fighting.

In order to avoid the disputes in the royal family, Tosidlin came to the empire not far from ten thousand li and established the mallet arena. After decades of operation, and because of its transcendent position, it has a great High prestige.

Torsedlin has developed a series of hotels, bars, casinos, brothels, 10000 spirit clubs, alchemy shops, auctions and many other industries with the mallet arena as its core. At the same time, it has woven a huge network of relationships. Morgan Earl is one of the great influences that cannot be ignored in the collar.

Fabian was in contact with several mercenary groups through Torsedrin.

Tosedlin heard Ren's address to him, raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Fabian next to him, and said: "I'm just a powerless Prince in the clan. Sir Lord laugh."

"Just call me Ren." Ren waved his hand and laughed at himself: "I don't know how long I can be the lord."

Torsedlin did not despise it in the slightest, "With the strength of the lord, it is bound to be able to continue."

Obviously, he is very clear about what happened yesterday at the Clearwater High Castle.

Pa pa!

Torsedlin patted the palm of his hand twice. Several beautiful female elf servants entered the box carrying food and wine. He instructed one of them: "Please come in some mercenary group."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Ren sat down and chatted with Torsedlin about the athletic performance just now. Soon, three "people" of different shapes came in the box.

The head is a giant over 2 meters tall, his rough skin is light azure, his muscles seem to explode, he is wearing a heavy jet-black bust, and there is a big scarlet cloak behind his back, showing two arms that are thicker than ordinary thighs. He has tattoos all over his arms, lion nose, wide mouth, a bit hideous in appearance, and a strong sense of aggression in his eyes, giving people a sense of majesty and cruelty.

Ren couldn't help but change his heart when he saw this man.

This is an orc!

Half-orcs are the hybrid descendants of humans and orcs, but they are not as rare as half-elves, and there are a lot of them. In the border area of ​​the north of the empire and the orc tribe, the half-orcs formed a unique culture, but they have not yet been recognized as empire sons. people.

Half-orcs, like half-elves, have the Blood Soul curse in their souls.

However, they have an advantage over half-elves, that is, it is easier to breed offspring.

Most half-orcs are excellent warriors after they reach adulthood. They can become Transcenders by performing a ceremony like human parents.

The half-orc in front of him is a powerful Transcender.

Moreover, his extraordinary profession is extremely rare, called the "tyrant"!

The official name of the tyrant is "Conqueror", and they are faithful followers of the "Black Emperor" Banerko.

This god has multiple priesthoods such as "tyranny", "fear", and "conquer". Many rulers of human kingdoms and alien races believe in this powerful god, established his church as the state religion, and ruled the people with the concept of the church. .

Therefore, Banerko has been called the "king of tyrants".

Banerko created the extraordinary profession of "Conqueror" for his most devout believer.

However, due to the belief in rulers of the Black Emperor, those tyrannical kings, lords, and chiefs have always had a bad reputation, so people are used to using "tyrants" to refer to their extraordinary professions.

Tyrant is a melee career, generally advanced from Berserker or Iron Guard. In the third soul transformation, the Demon Soul of the "Browser Tyrant" is integrated, and the core elements "Touch of Domination" and "Mind Flay" are obtained. .

The touch of dominance is a supreme element. Through physical contact, it can control intelligent creatures whose strength is weaker than its own, and become the most loyal servant, but still maintain self-thinking, just like a slave.

This is a terrifying ability that is more terrifying than mind control. Not only does it have no time limit, but the tyrant can borrow power from his slave to increase his strength. The more slaves there are, the stronger the tyrant will be.

In addition, the element of Mind Flay can be used to attack the enemy, or it can be displayed through voice, becoming a command battle cry.

The tyrant controls his slave through this command and battle hole, and can also have various incentive effects.

The combination of these two elements makes the tyrant never fight alone, no matter where he goes, he carries a large group of slaves, like an Iron Blood Army that will never betray, and the tyrant is the absolute of this army. leader.

Ren heard a dozen Transcenders flooding into the corridor outside the box.

Their footsteps are neat and tidy, and it should be the slave of this half-orc tyrant. The half-orc's soul stretches out more than a dozen thin lines that are invisible to ordinary people, through the wall, and connects with the slave outside.

One after another Soul Power, follow the thin line and enter it into the orc's brain.

The Soul Power contributed by a single slave is not too much, but if a dozen slaves add up, it is very impressive, making the Orcs soaring strength several times.

This half-orc is a Level 9 tyrant, not a Legendary, but has a strength comparable to Legendary.

Ren looked away from the orc.

The second is a human wizard, level 2 elementalist, about 8 years old, ordinary in appearance, and unremarkable in appearance.

The last silhouette that came in made Ren eyes shined.

This is a petite human female with a height of only 1.6 m, which may be less than that. The whole body is wrapped in a gray cloak, but it can't stop Ren's sharp gaze. The body under the cloak is exquisite and elegant. , The small, well-proportioned, fascinating imagination.

She lifted her hood, revealing long silver golden hair, her pure and incomparable face has a sexy amorous feelings, her purple eyes are extremely agile, as if she can see through people's hearts, containing wisdom and power far beyond ordinary people.

When she showed her true face, the box seemed to light up.

All the men present, including Ren, Orcs and Torsedrin Prince, showed appreciation in their eyes. Such stunning beauties are not common.

Ren looked back after only one glance.

He was surprised that this lady was not an empty vase, she turned out to be a Legendary.

"Legendary Dragon Vein Warlock..."

Ren secretly sighed, Mo is worthy of being the trading capital, the crouching tiger hidden dragon, and he saw 2 rare extraordinary professions in a row, the Tyrant and the Dragon Vein Warlock.

He pretended to inadvertently swept across the corner of the box, and Oxilia stood invisibly.

The Dragon Vein warlock is the enemy of giant dragon!

Dragon Vein warlocks are upgraded by fusing the Demon Soul of the Dragonborn. Below Legendary, as long as the Soul of the Dragonborn is sufficient, after being promoted to the Legendary, you must integrate the Soul of True Dragon.

If you want to get the soul of True Dragon, you basically have to kill the dragon.

This extraordinary profession is the human being that giant dragons hate most. If there is an opportunity, they will never let go of any opportunity to kill the Dragon Vein warlock.

However, Ren found that Oxilia seemed indifferent, turning a blind eye to the mortal enemy in front of her.

He doesn't understand.

Observing this lady carefully with the eyes of the soul, she suddenly discovered that her soul structure is different from that of the ordinary Transcender, possessing a variety of giant dragon abilities and elements, but the way of meditation is different.

"Isn't she a Dragon Vein Warlock?"

Ren was puzzled, and before he had time to take a closer look, the three people who came in focused on him and looked up and down.

Torsedlin got up and said with a smile: "Ren, let me introduce you."

He pointed to the half-orc headed, "This is the head of the mercenary group of blood and sand, Mr. Graham, he is a tyrant."

The Orc Graham moved towards Ren and squeezed a smile that was worse than crying.

Ren nodded responded.

Torsedrin looked towards the middle-aged wizard again, "Golanna is my Old Acquaintance. The'Hand of Green Flame' he is in has a large number of wizards and sorcerers, and the strength is no less than some well-known spellcaster organizations."

Ren realized that this Gao Lanna should not be the leader of the "Hand of Green Flame".

Finally, when Torsedlin wanted to introduce the lady who was suspected to be the Dragon Vein warlock, she took the initiative to step forward and saluted: "Amilys, the head of the dragon stone mercenary group, has met your Excellency."

Her voice was sonorous and powerful, and with a soft foreign accent, it sounded a bit weird.

Ren saw the anticipation in her soul.

The three people have different inner thoughts. Graham the Orc is very interested in him, but the wizard Gollana is too calm, as if coming over to deal with errands.

Obviously, they have all understood their identities.

At this time Torsedlin paused, said with a smile: "3 people, needless to say, you should have guessed the identity of Ren, it is our Sir Lord of Glamorgan."

None of the three were surprised.

The battle that took place in Bishui and Gaobi yesterday has spread throughout Modu.

The Great Influences in the Glamorgan community secretly did not know how many times they discussed the new lord and the terrifying soul gun.

It is now circulating everywhere that Earl of Glamorgan possessed a legendary weapon and killed a Legendary wizard in public.

The fall of a Legendary wizard is shocking.

These three people are all experienced and knowledgeable powerhouses. In front of Ren, no one dared to show even the slightest contempt and disrespect.

Not to mention that there was a holy soul wizard standing behind Ren.

The Orc Graham asked eagerly: "Torsedlin, you brought us to meet with the lord, but didn't tell us the purpose. You can always say now."

"of course."

Ren replied for Torsedlin: "I need a group of people to help me regain the territory, and the reward will satisfy you."

Graham's complexion was slightly changed. He thought it was Tosedrin who wanted to get to know the lord, but he didn't expect such a big task.

He knows exactly what this means. Once he accepts employment, he is an enemy of the Mordu nobles.

If Ren succeeds in reclaiming his territory, of course it is best; but if he fails, he will have to face revenge from the Mordu nobles, and the entire mercenary group may not be able to mix in Mordu.

Graham was still hesitating, and the wizard Gao Lanna next to him had already made a decision.

"Sorry, Sir Lord, our'Green Flame Hand' cannot accept your employment. Please allow me to go one step ahead."

After Gao Lanna saluted Ren, he immediately turned and left the box.

Seeing Gao Lanna's decisive refusal, Graham obviously didn't dare to take the risk. He also had a retreat in his heart, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to befriend a powerful lord. He was still considering that he heard a woman. Sounds:

"Sir Lord, I took this task."