"Teacher, the inspectorate suddenly blocked the streets of the city and forbid anyone to go out." The apprentice of the energy shaping department awakened the chief of energy shaping from meditation with rapid breathing.
Rao's mood collapsed in an instant.
"Despicable Victor Hugo, is this going to do it?"
In the Tower of the Wizard, several chiefs formed a loose alliance only two days ago to deal with increasingly powerful opponents together. They have ghosts in their hearts, and a little movement in the city feels that they are aimed at themselves.
Immediately afterwards, the news came out that Hugo was about to enter the prophecy system level, which more'confirmed' the chiefs' conjecture-the reason why the prophecy chief was the head of the wizard group was that the control center of the wizard tower was at the prophecy system level.
Whoever controls the prophecy system in the tower has great convenience.
No..., never let the damn despicable boy succeed.
The five chiefs were touched to the limit. They gathered all the disciples and apprentices, brought their own armed attendants, and rushed to the Magic Hall together, just to prevent Hugo from entering the prophetic level of the tower.
Regarding the argument that the inspectorate was attacked, the murderer must be found, the chief of plastic energy Rao did not accept it at all. This is definitely an excuse to deceive people, and we must never give in.
"Your Excellency Hugo, you are not qualified to control the prophecy in the tower. Your level is too low, you are not even a wizard of prophecy."
This is too rude.
Rao came angrily with a large crowd of people.
Nearly a hundred people gathered in the magic hall, and Zhou Qingfeng quickly identified the number of people facing each other. There is obviously not enough manpower on his side.
Except for the necromancer Mondino, the mechanical magic girl Arce and other cronies, most of the people who stood on Zhou Qingfeng's side were the wall-riders who benefited from the usual day, and they might just run away.
On the opposite side are more than a dozen official wizards of the wizard group, with high level and strong strength, and the lineup of the five chiefs is even more complete. There are also their disciples and recruited attendants.
Wizards are rich, and chief wizards are richer. They are well equipped one by one, even the attendants are armed to the teeth, and the number is particularly large.
Do you want to do it
Would it be better to delay for a while
Plastic Energy Chief Rao also felt that there were so many people on his side that he could crush the opponent. He hummed and sneered, he suddenly turned his head to look at the side of the magic hall, and asked: "Wizard Jason, don't you say something?"
So the proud disciple of the dead ghost Fabro, the head of the alchemy department laboratory, and the alchemist Jason whose teacher was killed by Zhou Qingfeng, were named.
Rao continued: "Our five chiefs unanimously recommend that you are outstanding and you can inherit your teacher's position as the new alchemy chief.
The alchemy department of Coldwind City needs a true alchemist, not an outsider. "
The chiefs wanted to complete their efforts in one battle, and take advantage of the strong momentum now, and simply drive Hugo out of the alchemy system, at least give him some eye drops.
Jason was originally busy in the laboratory, but was suddenly informed by the apprentice that something major had happened in the Magic Hall. He hurriedly ran with a staff, but was racked by the chief of plastic energy onto the fire.
Damn, I'm just here to make soy sauce.
As soon as the recommendation came out, Jason waved his hand to calm his tone, "This must be a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding. I have no interest in the chief or anything, absolutely nothing.
Your Excellency Hugo's ability and wisdom are sufficient to lead the alchemy department, and we have no doubt about it. "
Jason's attitude was calm, and many low-level wizards in the hall attracted nodded their heads-Your Excellency Hugo gave more benefits, and following him is much better than following the original chief.
Rao was so angry that he cursed, "Jason, you bastard. With so many of us supporting you, you actually said that you are not interested. Don't you even care who your teacher died in?"
Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were even colder, and he whispered: "Jason, I gave you the book on how to make a staff, how is your research?"
Staff making book
Jason held a slender, spirally twisted staff in his hand. He raised his hand and said, "I have done it, but my ability is limited and I can only make a sub-version."
In the hands of a wizard, Zhou Qingfeng took the staff from Jason's hand in the air. He stared coldly at Rao and the group who refused to give up on the opposite side, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha..., I also feel that this must be a misunderstanding. You must think I have some special purpose to control the prophecy system.
Actually you are too nervous, I really don't.
Because I am not ready yet, I believe you are not ready either. So... I suddenly figured it out. Give it a go. A big deal, three thousand two hundred points. "
If you turn your face, turn your face.
Zhou Qingfeng pointed the staff in his hand, and called out the inspiring password-Isaac.
Missile Storm!
The top of the stick lit up, and a series of magical energy was shot out.
The chief party always felt that he could overwhelm the challenger who threatened his position by holding his breath, until a wave of missiles was shot out, activating everyone's guardian spells.
A circle of colorful lights lit up in the magic hall, shielding, stoneskin, mage armor, and secondary deflection field. It's shining, very eye-catching.
In the first round, five missiles scattered and were blocked by various protective arcane arts. But Rao was furious about this.
The eight schools of arcane magic, except for the charm department that cannot be learned due to the opposition, basically every wizard will master the same attack technique-magic missile when he is an apprentice.
This is the most practical low-level arcane. A missile made up of magical energy will automatically shoot at the target selected by the caster, and it will hit regardless of whether the opponent is concealed or running.
The power is not small.
Such an easy-to-use arcane will naturally be studied by someone. A great arcanist named Isaac invented the fourth-order arcane spell named after him, Missile Storm.
If the first-order magic missile is a bolt-action rifle, then Missile Storm is a machine gun. It's just that Jason's ability is not yet home, and he has come up with a secondary missile storm staff.
Equivalent to a light machine gun.
Zhou Qingfeng talked a lot of nonsense, but the chief plastic energy leader on the opposite side was extremely experienced in combat. The missile activated the defense, and he was safe and secure. Rao flicked his cuff in anger and instantly grabbed the scroll and tore it open.
At the critical moment, grab time, tearing the scroll is the most...
Arcie let out a sweet cry. She was connected to Zhou Qingfeng's heart. Before the master's words were heard, the missile shot out. With surging power, she clutched an alloy steel heavy shield and rushed out following the missile.
In terms of acceleration and agility, the Mechanic Magi is definitely the strongest in the entire Coldwind City. She has a core set, and there are two sets of bodies in another world and reality.
The real-world electronic equipment and thermal weapons cannot be brought, so she uses various high-performance metals and components to strengthen herself in another world. Just the shield in her hand takes care of both magic and physical defenses.
When Rao's scroll fell into the palm of his hand, Arcie slammed into him with the shield. A series of magical lights lit up on the Chief Plastic Energy, shields, stone skins, and long-range weapons.
Under a bunch of protection, banging..., Rao was hit by Arcie like a bowling ball. Even the few disciples behind him were not spared, all of them were recruited.
Lida bricks fly.
Regardless of you three seven twenty one, let's talk about it when you hit it.
Wizards who bring their own protective items are at most dizzy and unable to concentrate on casting spells. Those who don't have money or don't have enough money will be unlucky, and the bones and tendons that can be hit on the spot are broken and howling miserably.
With this action, the entire magic hall screamed in exclamation.