Wizard of All Souls

Come on deck.

All the strong sailors were shouting and running.

Hundreds of boats sailed mightily towards Kava City in the Hayne River.

Hayne River, one of the largest rivers on the East Road.

Originating from the Beers Mountains of the Cairo Empire, along the way, rivers continued to flow into it, and eventually became the Hayne River, a large river that leads directly to the South China Sea.

The farthest distance between the two sides of the Haine River can reach ten kilometers!

Ordinary river channels are also five or six hundred meters wide.

The fleet departed from Iser City to Kawa City, mainly transporting goods and soldiers.

Three years ago, Kawa City and the Green Elves had a once-in-ten-year war. In that battle, rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the fields.

With the advantage of geographical advantage, Kawa City still won the battle.

But the price paid is huge.

Originally, there were 70,000 troops stationed in Kawa City, but after that battle, it was reduced to 20,000.

Three years have passed, and the number of troops has only recovered to 30,000.

When we came to the attic on the deck, General Harder had already set up the wine table and was waiting there.

Sitting there with General Harder were two young men.

The two are about the same age as Wiltucci, both in their early twenties, with proud faces, nostrils upturned, and the appearance of being the biggest.

After finding out that there were no beauties, Tucci's face suddenly withered.

"Master Will, Lord Tucci, you are here." Hader stood up to greet him, "Are you two still used to living here? Just ask if you have any needs, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

General Harder, who was sixty years old, looked about forty.

There is a hideous scar on the left eye.

I don't know if it's because of this, but Harder is particularly enthusiastic about Will, who wears a blindfold on his left eye.

After sitting down one by one.

Harder began introducing two other young men.

A young man with flowing long hair and a high ponytail named Becky.

A guy with bulging muscles and an extremely brainless look named Mo Lang.

"Aren't you the legendary envoys of the kingdom? It doesn't look like much." Moran glared at Will and Tucci provocatively.

Will and Tucci's current identities are the special envoys of the kingdom.

The status is comparable to that of the commander-in-chief of an army.

Both Becky and Moran came from big families in the Amona Empire. Both of them were geniuses among geniuses. At a young age, they possessed the fighting power of a knight.

But with their strength, they have to start as a centurion when they arrive at Kawa City.

I don't know how many years and how much merit I have to make before I can become a commander.

To become a commander in chief of an army, strength, military merit, and popularity are indispensable. They don't know if they can achieve it in their lifetime.

And now, two guys who are about the same age as them are actually treated as commanders?

Kingdom envoy?

so what?

Even if you are a prince or princess, you must speak according to your strength in the army.

"Young people always have untimely enthusiasm." General Harder showed no signs of anger, "Master Will, if you don't mind, how about giving them advice?"

"Competition?"

After Will glanced at Moran, he returned his attention to the wine glass in his hand.

At Will's level, he no longer has any interest in fighting at the knight level.

"Are you afraid?" Mo Lang stared at Will, "I don't know what a ghost is a kingdom envoy, but if you want to stand on my head, you have to ask the sword in my hand if you agree!"

Moran himself also comes from a large family.

It's not that the princess and prince have never seen each other, and they even call them brothers and sisters.

Moran was very upset about Will's inexplicable appearance and a higher status than him.

Seeing Moran's aggressive look, Will knew that this battle was inevitable.

"Tucci, why don't you go?" Will asked.

"People have already named you, at least give them some face." Tu Qi smiled.

"Okay, I accept your challenge." Will shrugged.

"Okay, we..."

Morand was about to go on deck.

"No."

"Want to fight here? The place is too small to use it." Mo Lang shook his head.

"No, I mean, the battle is over." Will picked up his glass and took a sip of wine.

"What do you mean?" Moran asked in a daze.

General Harder and Becky also looked at Will suspiciously.

"Will, you wouldn't bully people like this, would you?" Tucci asked in surprise.

"Are you kidding me? Since you want to fight here, I..." Mo Lang's sword had just been pulled out halfway, and his movements froze all of a sudden.

Morang's vision is constantly shaking.

The scene in his eyes became more and more blurred, and the internal organs seemed to be dislocated, which was very uncomfortable.

"What happened?"

Moran's footsteps were vain, and he felt that the whole world was shaking.

"What did you do to me!" Moran grabbed Will, but after several attempts, they were all in vain.

"Even if I explain, you don't understand, if you insist..." Will thought for a while, "Seasick? Well, yes, I made you seasick, it's a very serious one, you'd better find a disk ..."

"Uh, uh uh..."

Moran's stomach suddenly gurgled.

Open your mouth, food mixed with stomach acid pours from your mouth.

Moran supported the pillar, retching constantly, his face was pale, like a ship that had been dizzy for ten days.

"Will, are you too bullying?" Tucci said speechlessly.

Of those present, only Tucci knew what Will had done.

Will just used mental power to interfere with Moran's perception.

Mental power is a very magical power.

Most of the time, mental power is used as an auxiliary function, and cannot significantly enhance strength, speed, and defense, and it is also difficult to directly attack opponents of the same level in battle.

But only for opponents at the same level.

When the mental power gap between the two sides is too large, the mental power can be called a magic skill for abusing food!

You know, the mental strength of a knight is only comparable to that of an ordinary person.

The peak knight, the mental strength is about three times that of ordinary people.

Getting started with meditation, the spiritual power is ten times that of ordinary people!

The gap in mental power is too large.

Especially when the other party cannot perceive the mental power, the party with the stronger mental power has an overwhelming advantage.

Although it cannot directly destroy the opponent's spirit and turn the enemy into a fool.

But like what Will is doing now, it is still very easy to interfere with the other party's perception, make the other party confused about north and south, and feel sick.

Seeing that Moran was about to collapse from vomiting, General Harder hurried out to smooth things over.

"Master Will, please stop, Moran must have felt your strength." General Harder winked at Moran, and Moran nodded quickly.

Will withdrew his mental power, and Moran fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Moran lay on the ground, panting weakly.

After asking Morang to rest, General Hard clapped his hands and praised: "As expected of the special envoy of the kingdom, his strength is beyond my imagination."

General Harder himself possesses the peak strength of a great knight.

But right next to him, he couldn't even figure out how Will defeated Moran.

"Are you a bloodline?" General Harder expressed his guess.

Becky on the side trembled.

Moran's strength was about the same as his, but Will was easily defeated by some weird methods, and Becky couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

"Maybe it's poisoning or something."

But if the opponent is a bloodline person, it will be quite different.

"You can say that." Will didn't deny it either.