Chapter 160: Ancient Witch Resurrection Society, Laura, Jupiter
“..It is said that this area used to be a gathering place for goblins. More than a hundred years ago, there were still people who encountered them on this plain. Traces of goblins."
"There have always been rumors that goblin treasures are buried under the goblin plains.
See those grassy pits and ravines that were created by man-made magic? "Excavated"
Listening to Clemens's story, Ronan asked casually: "Has anyone ever found a treasure?"
"Of course not."
Clemens shook his head, "Otherwise this plain would have been completely turned upside down, and there would be more than just a few potholes."
About the "goblins" mentioned by Clemens , Ronan had seen a relevant introduction in an ancient wizard book.
Goblins are a very magical species. They are short in stature and ugly in appearance. Most goblins appear weak, dull, and vulgar. They have almost all the shortcomings of humans, and are no different from Warcraft, and It is the kind with relatively inferior bloodline among Warcraft.
However, there will always be some "pure bloods" born in this race.
These "pure-blooded" goblins are simply two extremes from ordinary goblins. They are smart, flexible, eloquent, and naturally possess extremely high spell talents, including even the most difficult to understand space-based and even time-based spells.
But these "pure bloods" also have the same shortcomings as ordinary goblins, greedy and despicable personalities, evil, cunning and good at deception.
They have a fanatical desire to possess all treasures in the world that normal people cannot understand, and the spells they learn are often used to steal, plunder, and rob.
So on this continent, Only then will the legend of "Goblin Treasure" continue to circulate.
Almost everyone knows that behind a "pure-blooded" goblin there is often an unimaginable huge treasure, but very few people can find and obtain the treasure.
Just like the Garden of Mirrors that left, many magical and ancient species collapsed on the continent, and the energy particles sank and left their original places. They may have gone to the lower continent, or they may have been submerged in the long river of time. No one knows.
Ronan and Clemens were leaning on the bow of the boat, chatting away.
Most of the time Clemens spoke and Ronan listened.
Ronan deeply doubted whether Clemens had been "instructed" by the Ring Lord Kirsty. The main purpose of accompanying him to the Goblin Plains was to provide him with "pre-war psychological counseling." Relieve tension and anxiety.
“What about Derby?”
After chatting for a while, Ronan casually asked about the wizard derby. Clemens shook his head and said that the other party might be meditating.
Okay.
After several contacts, Ronan also discovered that French ring geniuses such as Clemens and Derby are actually quite good in private.
Although Clemens is standing here chatting leisurely with Ronan, in fact, he usually "takes advantage of every opportunity" and seizes every spare time to meditate and improve himself.
Before this, the three of them stayed in the airship for almost half a day without exchanging a word. They were all busy with their own affairs.
In fact, sometimes, in the eyes of outsiders, "geniuses" who are infinitely beautiful and dazzling are often more talented than ordinary people just because they stand taller than ordinary people and have seen people who are more talented and outstanding than themselves. effort.
While thinking, Ronan suddenly heard Clemens' low voice.
“Damien?!”
Ronan was startled and looked up to find Clemens squinting his eyes and looking in a certain direction.
He followed Clemens' gaze and saw a small patch of fiery red maple forest far away in the plain below. There seemed to be some unusual black presence in the forest.
His eyesight was much better than that of ordinary wizards, and he could vaguely see that it seemed to be a strange-shaped pattern.
Clemens said:
"Go over and have a look?"
Ronan did not refuse.
Clemens left a message to Derby who was meditating through the communication stone, and then controlled the airship and flew towards the maple forest in the distance.
The airship quickly descended and quickly approached the maple forest.
As they got closer, the two of them saw clearly that the black color falling among the maple trees was some unknown carrion mixed with mucus, which seemed to have been processed by man-made magic.
These black rotten flesh slimes form a three-ring pattern overlapping up and down on the ground.
The upper three rings are intact, while the lower three rings are broken and scattered.
The entire pattern is gradually seeping into the ground at a slow speed, and very faint energy fluctuations are emitted. Standing on the magic airship, overlooking the entire strange pattern, against the backdrop of the fiery red maple leaves, Ronan There was a somewhat eerie feeling in my heart for no reason.
Ronan turned his head, just as Clemens also turned his face. The two looked at each other silently, and both saw a hint of doubt and uneasiness in the other's eyes.
Clemens gave Ronan a look, then stopped the airship, and then slowly moved towards the maple forest.
At this moment, a deep voice sounded behind the two of them.
“Don’t go there.”
Ronan turned around and saw that Debi, who had been meditating before, had walked out of the airship at some point and was walking quickly this way.
"This seems to be the symbol of the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society..."
Derby stopped Clemens, his face looked a little dignified and nervous, and he kept looking around for something.
“Ancient Witch Resurrection Meeting?”
Ronan frowned.
“Is it the notorious world-destroying organization?”
Clemens seemed to think of something from Derby's words and spoke quickly.
"Yes."
Debi nodded, "The Ancient Witch Resurrection Society is also called the Ancient Witch Salvation Society. Of course, outsiders call them the World Destruction Society.
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Ronan was slightly startled, but after listening to Debi's explanation, he finally understood what the so-called Ancient Witch Resurrection Society was.
This is a terrorist organization in the wizarding world, and every member inside is a hundred times more evil than the average black-robed wizard.
They are paranoid and crazy, and always believe that the current collapse of the continent is caused by the world being too dirty.
They are extremely eager to return to the prosperous and glorious era of wizard civilization. For this reason, they will try every means to clean and destroy the entire world, attract their so-called "gods" to come, and rebuild A new continent, a new order.
“I saw an introduction to the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society in an ancient book. This pattern is somewhat similar to the logo of their organization.”
Debi stared closely at the strange patterns in the maple forest below that were about to disappear completely, and whispered: "Of course, I am not completely sure. Information about the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society has always been taboo, and I know very little about it. ”
The three people stood on the airship and began to fall into thinking and silence.
Ronan's eyes kept flashing, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the "World Stone Coordinates" on the back of his right hand.
He remembered that Kirsty once told him that the connection behind his coordinates was most likely a world full of disasters.
Let him not be exposed, lest he be targeted by some crazy careerists.
“A broken World Stone has just appeared in the Court of Ancient Mirrors, and traces of a suspected world-destroying organization have appeared at the genius competition jointly organized by the six wizarding forces.”
“Is it a coincidence? ?”
“Boom!”
Suddenly, there was a huge rolling sound from the sky above.
Ronan and the other three subconsciously looked up to the sky, and saw an extremely bright ball lightning composed of countless bright purple thunders flying across the sky at high speed. Within the ball lightning, a slender and tall figure could be vaguely seen.
As the lightning passed over their heads, the figure glanced at them.
In an instant, it seemed as if a large amount of blazing thunder flashed in front of Ronan's eyes. The two mental power crystals in his mind shook slightly, and Ronan narrowed his eyes.
Level 3 wizard.
And it should be a powerful wizard above mid-level three.
“It’s Jupiter.”
Clemens’ deep, slightly difficult voice sounded in his ears.
Ronan's eyes flashed slightly.
Coincidentally, he knew the name.
On the genius information Clemens handed him one day ago, the first name on the first page was - Jupiter Bakar.
"The number one genius of the Thunder Council, the youngest deputy speaker in the history of the Thunder Council, and among the six major forces, so far the only wizard known to have entered the middle stage of the third level
He is also the person who has defeated Orion head-on."
What Clemens read out is what is in the information.
But his mouth read it word for word.
No matter which one of these titles is given, it is enough to make a wizard famous. Now they are all concentrated on one person, that person. Nature is unparalleled in its brilliance.
“Since Jupiter became famous, he has been like a mountain, weighing down everyone below.
It is said that Orion has always been. Regard him as your biggest opponent"
Clemens spoke slowly, then turned his head and glanced at Ronan.
Ronan looked calm and did not speak.
"Let's go. "
Debi suggested in a low tone, and the three of them silently boarded the airship and continued moving in the original direction.
The appearance of Jupiter suddenly diluted their previous speculations and worries about the Ancient Witch Resurrection Society. Indeed, compared with a powerful opponent clearly in front of them, the confusion caused by just a specious pattern seemed too much. Too insignificant.
Soon, the airship the three of them were riding disappeared into the sky.
What Ronan and the others didn't know was that after they left, in the fiery red maple forest, several figures hidden in large black robes quietly "grew" from the soil little by little. "Come out."
Under the black robe, the leader made a sharp and strange voice, but also full of aggression.
"This is the only and last time.
Next time if you make such a decision without authorization."
The leader in black robe slowly looked at the man beside him. One person said coldly: "You should know what the result will be.
Lola."
The latter was silent.
After a moment, she suddenly pulled off the black hood on her head, revealing a twisted and ferocious woman's face covered with strange black lines, and a head of hair that looked like green seaweed.
The woman looked up at the direction Ronan and the three were leaving, her green eyes filled with unforgettable madness and resentment. She gritted her teeth and whispered: "It was just a little bit closer
Damn Thunder Parliament It’s really the wrong time to pass by this guy.”
The woman kept cursing, and soon, several figures in black robes, strange patterns on the ground, and the entire flaming red maple forest disappeared. Without a trace.
“If I completely transform into a giant demon, coupled with the activation of the ancient frost hydra bloodline, and the power of the [Ancient Power] rune
Can I fight Jupiter? ”
On the way forward, Ronan has been secretly calculating this result in his heart.
The answer is not clear.
No one knows the outcome until we actually get involved.
After all, the gap in hard power between him and his opponent is too big. The mid-level two is compared to the mid-level three. There is a whole level gap. There are too many unknown variables in the middle and it is impossible to predict.
If others knew what Ronan was thinking, they might think he was crazy.
Unknowingly, the three finally arrived at the venue for the competition.
In fact, it went very quickly after entering the Goblin Plains. It was just that the three of them were delayed a little on the way.
The venue for this competition is located in the center of the entire goblin plain. When the three of them arrived, many wizards from the six wizarding forces had already arrived.
Seven "suns" hang over the entire venue.
One of them is the real sun in the sky, but its light is also the dimmest.
The remaining six rounds are composed of fourth-level Dawn Wizards from the six major wizarding forces.
Each round of "sun" emits light and breath with different attributes. Ronan has learned early that the mental power of the fourth-level wizard has undergone further transformation, and the attribute spirits are bred in it, releasing The mental power fluctuations produced are also completely elemental.
Under the six-round sun with different colors, some wizards are setting up the venue for the competition. They are nothing more than using earth, fire and plant spells to build huge and solid competition arenas. .
"I'm going to report the matter of the Resurrection Society to the Ring Master."
The three of them got off the airship. Clemens immediately said a word and left in a hurry.
Ronan had no trouble finding the figure of Jupiter, the Council of Thunder, whom he had seen on the road before.
Easy to identify.
Jupiter's entire figure has countless layers of aura. Except for the six Dawn-level wizards in the sky, he is the most "dazzling" in the field.
Jupiter sat on a huge silver-white high chair, looking very young.
The face is handsome, the facial features are distinct, and the fair skin shows a slight luster in the sun, as if it complements the surrounding electric light.
His hair is slightly messy and full of strange movement. The dark blue hair is mixed with silver luster and seems to be flowing all the time.
The robe on his body is the color of the midnight sky, and the material is unknown. The robe is embroidered with complex electric patterns, and it will flicker with a faint light from time to time.
Jupiter sat in a position overlooking the entire venue, his hands gently resting on the armrests on both sides of the silver chair. The whole person looked calm and natural, and there was an innate nobility about him. With his majestic temperament, no one dared to look at him for a long time. There was always a thunderous dazzling light flashing in his eyes, which always made people shocked and uneasy.
Jove is "scrutinizing" everyone in the field.
It is like a king, always looking at the subjects under his rule.
This feeling of being clearly looked down upon made Ronan very uncomfortable.
"Strong is strong"
Ronan avoided Jupiter's eyes and thought to himself: "But it's a bit too pretentious."
He was casual He looked around the field, wondering if he could find Angele's shadow.
Unexpectedly, before he found Angele, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure somewhere in the center of the venue that he had never expected.
(End of this chapter)