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After Dean Sabra left, the knock-out competition officially started.

The casters who can enter the knock-out competition, whether they are elementary, intermediate or high-level, have a well-known figure in the same level, and they must be extremely prominent in some aspects, plus the caster’s superiority to others The advantage of the winner, any one released, is a small reputation genius.

These geniuses played against each other, and the scene was much more exciting than the points match.

However, most of the audience’s minds are not in the exchange contest. People are discussing the 13th Holy Soul of the Empire. All the contestants who beat you and me in the arena are reduced to background boards.

Too much happened in this exchange contest.

Ren challenged and defeated three Nether Elders at the opening ceremony, and achieved the title of Number One Person below the Holy Soul; Dean Sabra officially announced his promotion to the Holy Soul, which was held at the Blue Warts Academy The canonization of ceremony will surely stir the empire.

Many years later, when people mentioned this exchange game as an unremarkable footnote, no one might even remember the championship.

It’s not just the audience who are absent-minded.

The same goes for the Legendaries on the tower. Unless there are students of their own, most of the Legendaries can’t sit still, and they got up and left to discuss the matter with Floating Void City or Academy.

The Supreme Council is coming to Blueworth Academy!

Ren also stood up and whispered: “Speaker Ronnie.”

“Go, I’m watching here.” Ronnie knew that Ren and the Speaker were secretly working on certain plans, and he could understand that the Speaker did not tell him, there must be sufficient reasons.

“many thanks.”

Ren thinks that it is convenient to work with smart people. Speaker Ronnie has a tacit understanding with himself.

He looked back at the Wizards of Wezeland. There were 15 people who entered the knock-out competition this time, including four of his own students, and his eyes fell on them, slightly nodded to encourage him.

Then Ren teleported away.

The next second, he appeared in Dean Sabra’s office.

Sabra, who has just shocked tens of thousands of spectators in Phoenix form, is standing in front of the window, looking at the Blueworth Academy outside. He is not tall, nor does he have broad shoulders. In the Holy Spirit Wizard Against the background of his prestige, it looks exceptionally stalwart, as if it is not to be looked at directly.

“Your Excellency the Dean.”

Ren bowed and saluted: “Congratulations on your promotion to Holy Soul.”

Sabra turned around, with a faint smile on his face as always, not at all, because of the different status and status at the moment, his attitude towards Ren has changed.

“You should have known it a long time ago?” Sabra said indifferently.

Ren did not respond, as it was a default.

Sabra carefully looked at Ren’s eyes, and suddenly shook the head, said with a smile: “I can be promoted smoothly. The biggest reason is that the Demon Soul of Fire Phoenix matches my soul closely, and the difficulty of fusion is reduced. Many thanks to the selfless help of Anxi master.”

“Teacher mentioned some to me.” Ren replied truthfully.

“With the help of Senior and Teacher, this step should be easier. When the Ansi master comes to Blueworth in a few days, I will thank him in person.” Sabra looked earnestly and exclaimed, “You Have a good Teacher. I expect you will come to this step soon.”

Ren automatically ignored the latter sentence.

His attention is all in the first half of the sentence. Obviously, Teacher not at all tells Dean Sabra all the truth, otherwise he acted so easily.

Sabra was keenly aware of Ren’s doubts. After walking to the office desk, he reached out and asked Ren to sit down opposite, his expression became serious.

“Holding a canonization ceremony at Blueworth. This was originally my idea, but Master Anzai took the initiative and asked me to wait until now to announce the news…”

“Do you know why?”

Ren hasn’t answered yet, a crow jumped out of the shadow under his feet, and the black light bloomed, revealing the silhouette of Master Mediver.

Sabra complexion greatly changed, and it will be done in an instant.

Fortunately, he recognized Mediver’s identity at a glance, and then sighed in relief, removed the spell that was about to be fired immediately, got up and said, “Your Excellency.”

As soon as the words were spoken, Sabra realized the seriousness of the problem.

A holy soul wizard protects Ren with him. Needless to say, this must be an arrangement of Master Anxi, and when he thinks of Ren’s provocation against Nether Elder, the real goal has already been revealed.

Although Sabra hasn’t guessed the truth yet, he has been scared!

Medvor looked at Sabra whose expression changed sharply, said with a slight smile: “Sabra, congratulations on your promotion and joining the Supreme Council.”

Sabra didn’t see the slightest joy.

He looked at Mediver, then looked towards Ren, and was still at the upcoming Master Anxi and all the holy soul wizards. His handsome face couldn’t help but show a wry smile, sighing: “If Blueworth suffers Catastrophe, I would rather fail the promotion.”

The eye of the soul saw a faint blue gleam in the soul of Sabra, which was a complaint.

He is not satisfied with Anxi’s plan.

Ren quickly explained: “Please don’t worry, Dean, your ceremony is only an occasion to observe Oculevi master secretly. Teacher predicts that Oculevi master should not dare to show up.”

Medive is also nodded.

“I have already predicted that Blueworth’s future is very safe, at least in the furthest future I can see, it will still be prosperous.”

Sabra heard this suddenly let out a breath.

The predictions made by the greatest prophet in the history of the empire are reassuring enough. The Anxi master is not the kind of person who is by fair means or foul, in order to put the lives of tens of thousands of teachers and students at the Blue Warts Academy at risk for the master Oculevi.

After that, Sabra came back to his senses, shocked.

The goal of the Ansi master is really the Oculevi master. According to Ren, all the plans are to make the Oculevi master appear.

Even if he had just been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard and suddenly mixed with such a high-level event, he was extremely worried, and asked in shock: “What happened to Master Ogulvi?”

Ren and Mediver looked at each other.

All plans have been completed, and the news has been released. As the most critical figure, Dean Sabra should have the right to know.

After a few seconds of silence, Ren said in a low voice: “We have enough reason to suspect that Master Ogulevi has fallen, and he casts on the Lord of Undead.”

“His…”

Sabra only felt a coolness rushing over his head, and even the Phoenix Nirvana element could not be relieved, and his body could not help but tremble.

Master Oculevi has fallen!

The greatest wizard in human history has fallen!

If it weren’t for Mediv’s presence, with a serious confirmation, Sabra even suspected that Ren was cracking a joke, and it’s not funny at all. If it’s heard by outsiders, it will set off a huge wave. Empires are likely to have unpredictable terrifying consequences.

“What the hell is going on?”

Sabra’s voice was a bit dry, and even a little afraid to hear the answer, but he had to ask: “What evidence do you have?”

“It starts with the invasion of Wezeland by the undead and natural disasters a few years ago…”

Ren briefly recounted what he had found. Sabra listened very carefully and asked some questions from time to time. After a while, he fell into thought.

But he still couldn’t believe it.

Mediver also sighed, even though he had heard it from Anse Verdaus: “Lifespan will be exhausted. In order to continue to live, no matter how brilliant the achievements and fame of the past are, you can give up. Ogulevy is not The first one will not be the last.”

Sabra struggled for a long time and finally accepted all this.

“What do you think Master Ogulvi looks like now?” He asked the questions Ren, Anse Verdaws, and Mediver had all considered.

“According to my calculation, he should have fallen between 300 and 400 years ago.” Mediver master indifferently said: “According to the transformation ceremony of Lord of Undead, such a long time, even if he is Level 41 Holy soul wizards, it’s also difficult to keep their fleshy body intact. They can hide from Legendary, but they can’t hide the eyesight of Holy Soul, so they dare not see anyone.”

The implication is that Oculevi master is now Lich.

From the strongest wizard in history, to a stinking evil Lich who is like a mouse crossing the street in the empire, it is no less than falling from Heaven Realm to hell.

No, this is more terrifying than falling into the abyss.

All Lichs in the world are the minions of the Lord of Undead. No matter how noble and great the character is during his lifetime, as the body deteriorates, the soul is contaminated, and the temperament gradually becomes indifferent. In essence, he is no longer the same person as before. .

Even if the Master Ogulevi is a wizard up to Level 41, it is impossible to resist the will of the Lord of Undead.

In the early days of transforming Lich, perhaps Master Ogulvi could resist some, stay sensible, and hide his personality changes, but over time, hundreds of years of pollution will surely degenerate him and become Lord The slave of Undead.

With the strength and status of Ogulevi master, he transformed into Lich, resulting in destructive power more terrifying than several millions of undead.

In contrast, Kolstead’s fall is not worth mentioning.

Snatch Naxxus Floating Void City, activate the core of Iola, plan behind the scenes to subvert Wezeland, and send people to prevent Anse Voidus from recovering…

These are enough proofs that Master Ogulevi has been controlled.

The Ogulvi master who witnessed the rise of the empire and created the Supreme Council with one hand and ruled the empire for thousands of years is dead.

Suddenly, the three of Ren felt infinite emotion.

There is silence in the office.

For a long time, Ren broke the silence and said: “Halawa Elder also noticed something wrong. At the opening ceremony that day, he told me to go back and investigate secretly, but there is no news until now.”

“There is probably something wrong with Nether,” said Mediver Frowns.

“Master Oglevi can fall, but Nether Floating Void City cannot fall, otherwise Northriel will be hit hard and the entire empire will not be able to bear it.” Sabra stood up suddenly and said resolutely. Once a decision is made, he no longer has any hesitation: “I will apply to the Supreme Council now.”

The empire stipulates the ceremony not at all where the newly promoted holy spirit wizards can be canonized. It only needs to be witnessed by the magic Goddess.

According to the usual practice, the ceremony is held in the capital Northriel.

However, Sabra is the dean of the Blueworth Academy. He has a special status and a noble status. The students are all over the empire. He will obviously choose the Blueworth City where the Academy is located as his Fiefdom. The Supreme Council will definitely give him this face.

Ansivodaus communicated in advance, and the other holy soul wizards did not know the inside story and had no reason to object.

This kind of trivial matter is not worthy of opposition, and offends new members of the Supreme Council for no reason.

“Ren, you follow Sabra.”

Mediver said, silhouette disappeared. Next, he will participate in the remote connection of the Supreme Council, and no one can find him in Blueworth.

Sabra opens the Transmission Gate and the two enter the Academy’s magic projection room.

There is a rune array dedicated to long-distance communication. It can project the silhouette in the array to a pre-set place, but it cannot cross planes. The principle is similar to the Transmission Array, or even simpler.

The Floating Void City, Transcendent Academy and some important places in the empire will have projection rooms arranged to facilitate timely contact with the top decision-making level of the empire.

Ren retreated to the outside of the array.

After a period of debugging, Sabra inspired the rune array and delivered the content he wanted to report. It was ten thousand li in a flash, and it was transmitted to the capital Northriel, far away from several thousands li.

The other end of the subpoena went straight to the residence of the Archon of the Empire, and at the same time it was reported to the Supreme Council.

Any member of the Supreme Council is eligible to convene a meeting, but in the past hundreds of years, this power was controlled by the three highest-ranking holy spirit wizards.

Setting an agenda is a right in itself!

The birth of a new holy soul wizard, such important news, must have spread throughout the empire. At this time, I received a message from Blueworth Academy, and I don’t need to guess what it is.

It is precisely using this point to convene the Supreme Council, which will not make people doubt.

Soon, the rune array has a response.

Sabra made a pass gesture towards Ren who was standing outside the array slightly nodded.

Ren held his breath.

A few seconds later, a long table composed of light and shadow lights up in the projection room. On both sides of the simple and simple long table, there are large bronze high-back chairs.

With the spread of light and shadow, the entire interior instantly turned into a magnificent ancient palace. The dome is several hundred meters high. When you look through the thick pillars, you can see the endless darkness outside, and the palace seems to be floating. In the boundless void, it is dazzling.

At the end of the long table is the most conspicuous high-back chair, which seems to be the host here.

Behind this high-back chair, a magical Goddess Divine Idol stands here, a hundred meters high. Divine Idol’s face is covered with a mysterious veil, and his eyes contain stars and wisdom, looking down on this vast space.

This is the projection of the Supreme Council!

It is rumored that the real Supreme Council has a real Supreme Palace, which was forged by the magic Goddess. Only members of the Supreme Council are eligible to enter, but they don’t know where it is.

There are twenty chairs on both sides of the long table, plus the one at the end, you can sit down a total of twenty one holy soul wizard.

There is already a table in front of the owner’s high chair with the name engraved on it.

Sabra chose an unmanned high-back chair to sit on, located at the back, farthest from the chair at the end of the long table.

Immediately, the silhouettes appeared one by one.


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