"Dead, dead, all dead."
A poet with a yellow face and disheveled hair sat there, staring blankly at the scorched earth in front of him, as if he were the corpse lying on the ground.
Just less than a hundred meters away from him, a tall and alien-like Soul Prisoner with slender arms was rummaging through the corpses, trying to find one or two living people to suck their souls from.
At this time, it seemed to hear the cry of a living person, its body did not move, and its head turned 90 degrees, looking at the poet's murmur, as if a cruel smile appeared on the mouth that had been cut open.
With a snap of his fingers, it pounced towards its latest food.
"Bang."
But with a ruthless and cold voice, the soul-capturing demon fell down in front of the lost poet like a long jumper who failed in the long jump, motionless.
"Master Clay, you were able to control a soul-prisoning demon just by relying on the three-ring 'Dead Soul Immobilization Technique'. You are truly worthy of your reputation." At this time, the figure of a middle-aged mage slowly emerged, but But he was complimenting Clay, the elderly mage who was walking in front.
"Grandpa Clay is originally a master who specializes in necromancy. This method is easy to do." At this time, the hot woman next to Master Clay agreed.
"I'm excited." The middle-aged mage nodded and smiled.
At this time, they were followed by a dozen mages, all of whom came from the capital of the Northern Alliance early in the morning using teleportation.
At dawn last night, the restrictions on teleportation were completely lifted.
At this time, new figures began to appear around the crater.
Compared with the early hours of last night, these people who appeared this time were undoubtedly not the big shots in the Northern Alliance or even the entire north of the Icefield Mountains.
Just looking at the power of the temple, the middle-aged mage glanced at it, and there were no fewer than ten around the crater.
The alliance's city guards even officially moved in, constantly collecting the corpses and wreckage lying on the ground.
"Anze, can you see what happened here last night?" Suddenly Archmage Clay asked.
When asked this question, Anze, who was standing at the end, looked ashamed and said awkwardly: "Master Clay, I'm sorry that I only saw the traces of the fireball technique and couldn't see the others."
Suddenly, the other mages around him couldn't help laughing.
After Anze finished speaking, he immediately regained his composure.
In fact, among the dozen or so people present, he and Fleur, the illegitimate daughter of the alliance leader Tang De, were the only ones who jumped in line.
The other party was able to join this investigation team and follow Archmage Clay, who vaguely dominates the entire Northern Alliance Mage Association, naturally because of his family background.
As for Anze, he benefited from the player Zhong Xia who killed everyone last night.
That's why he, who is also a player, can follow and provide players with knowledge and advice.
"Mu En, what do you think?" Master Clay greeted the other white-haired church archbishop who was passing by, and then continued to ask the middle-aged mage next to him.
The middle-aged mage Mu En thought for a moment, "Looking at these dead adventurers on the ground, it seems that they were all directly wiped out with instant death spells. I guess it may be the six-ring spell of the death circle."
Immediately, several mages behind him couldn't help but whisper, "It's impossible, how can the death circle have such efficiency and power."
"Yes, you must know that a single finger of death requires seven rings. The strength of a six-ring death circle can be imagined."
Don’t blame these young mages for questioning.
Because the death circle is a spell that kills a certain number of hit dice, which is equivalent to a certain level of living creatures.
Each caster level can kill creatures with 1-4 HD (Hit Dice).
Generally, when level 11 can cast this spell, on average, it can kill a total of 27 levels (total 27 HD) of lives in one go.
If replaced by a team with an average level of 3, there would only be 9 people.
The power may not be as good as Fireball.
"Yes, it was caused by the 'Death Array'." However, Master Clay finally concluded.
"How did you do it?" Fleur couldn't help but wonder at this moment.
Compared to the hot attire she wore when she met Zhao Xu last time, this time her clothes were much more conservative, and this time she came to explore even more tightly.
"I also have such a scroll in my hand, but it doesn't look like it has such power."
Fleur glanced at the huge crater created by the Palace of Eldraine. At this time, the ground was densely covered with corpses, and they were all divided into circles.
"That's because the scroll in your hand was made by an 11th-level mage. The spell cast by the other party was made by a 27th-level mage." Master Clay smiled kindly.
"But Archmage Clay, this number is not enough. The power of this spell is capped at level 20, so after reaching level 20, it can kill 20-80 (20D4) hit dice in one go, which is the total of this level. biology."
The person who asked the question was a young mage. His face was filled with confidence, "But look at the corpses that have not been moved yet. From the equipment level and clothing, I estimated that they are probably at the level of a level 3 adventurer. In this way, forty or fifty people will have at least 150 HD of killing power, which is almost twice the level 20's 50 Hit Dice killing power."
However, Master Clay did not cast an admiring glance, and just explained lightly, "Because the opponent's spells are stacked with the legendary feat 'Spell Miracle Effect', which directly doubles the effect of these variable spells, so It has soared from the upper limit of 80 to a full 160 HD of killing power."
As soon as he said this, the mages behind him couldn't help but take a breath.
It’s actually a legendary feat with magical effects!
They have heard that the prerequisites for this expertise are "Spell Power" and "Spell Maximum Power", and you must reach level 27 as a caster before you can use this skill.
"Could this really be an artifact?"
It is not unusual for them to use a staff with six-level spells, and even the proud ones like them have come into contact with this staff themselves.
It's just that that spell is actually superimposed with twice the power of the legendary expertise, which is completely unreasonable.
"No, there is no artifact here. The other party just uses a wand." Master Clay concluded, "Young people nowadays are really willing to give up. If the other party kills like this, the energy of the wand will probably be consumed." It’s got to be clean and tidy.”
As he spoke, Master Clay couldn't help but take off his glasses and wipe them with a lens cloth.
"Grandpa Clay, that's not it." Fleur couldn't help but stretched out her hand and clicked the number of each spell's circle lying on the ground.
The middle-aged mage looked at Fleur kindly and explained, "Where did the soul-capturing demon in front of us come from?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and pointed to the crater in the distance.
A total of more than ten soul-prisoning demons were wandering around at this time. Many major forces also cleared out these unusually large numbers of undead creatures while searching the battlefield.
"Can't normal necromancy summons be summoned?"
Although Fleur is not a mage, she carries a lot of magic items, and she is a little confused at the moment.
"It's the Eight Rings' high-level awakening of the undead." The young man in the back row said with a bright smile.
"That's really generous."
Even with Tang De's back and Fu Lei's immense wealth, she couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
She stood up and turned around in a circle, as if she wanted to absorb the entire scene in her mind.
"So this is the reason why the Zhongxia player was besieged by thousands of adventurers, but he was able to counterattack most of them and successfully break through?" Anze suddenly said this at the end.
"That's right." The old mage Clay concluded, "Young people are scary, and the magic items they bring are even more scary."
"Old man, I'm not willing to spend millions of gold coins just to show off a killing show."
These mages also silently followed the old man and looked ahead, at the crater that smelled strange and was full of devastation before they even walked in.
This huge meteorite crater was now filled with countless corpses, most of them piled up in a mess, with blood everywhere.
Like a mass grave. ���
Falling Star Town.
The town gate garrison.
A dozen soldiers in full gear stood on the sentry post. They were still wearing the kind of mithril acceleration armor that would be extremely enviable by outsiders.
At this time, because the Palace of Eljo suddenly ascended to the sky, the entire Northern Alliance was alarmed. Countless powerful people rushed to the place where the meteorite fell to investigate.
At this time, the city gate of Falling Star Town has to escort the refined mithril, so its guard strength is quite good, and it is even more prepared in this special season today.
At this time, a mage wearing a shining star cloak walked to the city gate. If a strong person looked at him, he could even feel the faint aura of death on his body.
The mage didn't hesitate and took out a letter of introduction and handed it over.
The guard who inspected the letter, after breaking the red clay seal on it, glanced at the other person with disdain, thinking that the mysterious letter required so much effort.
"This is the branch of the Northern Alliance Mage Association, now dispatching the third-ring mage Zhong Xia to serve in Falling Star Town—"
The guard suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, "You, you are?"
"What's wrong?" The captain who had inspected the package came over and was about to see what was going on.
It was only when he glanced at the clear text on the letter of belief that his expression suddenly changed.
"Zhongxia, a mage."
Zhao Xu showed a warm smile, looked at the guards in front and introduced himself.
(End of chapter)