Arcane Lord

"But Irwin, even if we notify everyone, those fallen people do not agree with the news from us, they just want to maintain their rule!" The masked man who spoke before raised doubts again.

Other masked people also spoke, "Yes! Irvine, the magic power we have is very limited, how can we contend with those fallen people!"

"Once our identity is revealed, you can't escape!"

"It's better to wait, I just got a brand new magic from Yeerlan's messenger not long ago, and I am willing to share it with you!"

The four masked men screamed, and finally did not agree to spread the news.

Elvin, the brawny man in armor, was a little disappointed. He was about to end this meeting. When he met with the next group of emerging spellcasters, he heard the masked man who raised the objection at the beginning, hesitatingly said:

"Irvin, the holy water this time—"

"Yes! Just ask Sam to get it when you leave."

Irvin knew that holy water could heal the damage caused by the fallen, and even had a strong attack on the fallen itself. This could be regarded as an important bond that maintained him with these emerging spellcasters, so he did not refuse, nor could he refuse.

"Thank you, Irvine, I was glared by the old guy the day before yesterday, and I still feel uncomfortable now!"

"me too!"

"I can't disappear for too long, lest anyone doubt it, let's stop here this time!"

Erwin wanted to end this meeting, so he nodded, "Yes!"

After the four masked men left, Irvine hammered the table angrily, "clam", knocking the table that had finally come down from the surface of the cloud to the frame.

"These guys!"

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Irwin still feels that those emerging spellcasters may become new degenerates in the future. Once they have a little power, they begin to think they are superior and abandon ordinary people. This is his partner of choice. ?

Irwin closed his eyes and sought revelation from God in his heart, but how could God intervene with this kind of agreed promise! So he can only continuously fit the Holy Power, perceive the mystery of the rules, and try to get some new enlightenment.

In this sacred power full of infinite brilliance, Irwin felt a vast will, full of order and ruthlessness, but because of this order and ruthlessness, he saw eternal justice and protection!

"My lord, how can I understand you if I am as humble as me!"

...

Gilestown, somewhere in a secret room.

An old man with gray hair and wrinkles was kneeling under an altar full of skeletons and bones, chanting something in a very strange tone from time to time, and following his words, the candlelight around the secret room seemed to flicker. .

Behind the old man, there was a middle-aged man with a complicated expression. Seeing the atmosphere in the secret room became more and more weird, he finally couldn't help but say:

"Father, I heard the news that there might be a wave of orcs in the south. Do we have to make some preparations in advance? And the Yerlan messenger is going to leave, do you ask them to stay? Maybe it will help."

The old man did not pay attention to the middle-aged man and still acted on his own, as if he hadn't heard his son at all.

"Father!" The middle-aged man yelled again. He knew that his father was able to talk at this time. In the past, many of his father's tutoring was done in this secret room!

"heard it!"

The old man's hoarse voice sounded, and the light in the secret room also faded. Then the old man shook the bone stick in his hand. The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and at the same time asked:

"Then father, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, we are at the far north. Even if there is a wave of orcs, we will have time to respond."

As soon as he heard his father's words, the middle-aged man became a little anxious, and said quickly: "But father, we have formed the Seventon Alliance! How can we sit back and watch our allies!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound appeared in this secret room.

As if still feeling dissatisfied, the old man who was just about to go out gave his son another slap backhand, facing the hollow eye socket of the skull at the top of the bone stick in his hand, and reprimanded:

"Remember, there is no Seventon Alliance anymore. Now there is only Netheril! A brand new country! And I, the king of Netheril! And I will rule until the end of time!"

The middle-aged man covered his cheeks and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He knew that his father was crazy. From the day that the elves of Yerlan arrived, his father was crazy.

Longevity, kingship, and even if the knowledge of magic was too obscure and profound, he doubted whether his father even grasped magic in his hands.

Looking at his father who had already walked out of the secret room, the middle-aged man looked back at the altar made of white bones and skeletons before speeding up and walking out.

Sure enough, the father was waiting at the door. Even if he wanted to come, he wouldn't worry about being alone in that secret room. Thinking of this, the middle-aged man suddenly felt that such a life was really sad.

At this moment, the old man suddenly asked: "You just said that there will be a wave of orcs in the south?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, but then he felt even more sad. Didn't he just leave a trace in his father's heart? However, when asked by his father ~www.wuxiahere.com~, he ignited a glimmer of hope and felt a glimmer of fortune for his people.

"Father, the news from the paladin should be true, but even if it is false, the people are always innocent. We can't let the orcs wreak havoc!"

"Well, what you said makes sense."

"Ok?"

Originally, the middle-aged man should be very pleased to hear his father’s affirmation, but at this moment he was a little bit stunned. While he was stunned, the old man had continued to say:

"I decided to gather the army and all the mages to fight the orcs tide together. If those paladins can make their due contribution to the orcs tide, I am willing to promise them the right to walk in the sun!"

"father!"

Now the middle-aged man was really happy, "Are you true? Do you really agree not to hunt down those paladins?"

"Yes, I agree! As long as they are willing to fight the orcs, instead of bewitching my people, then I won't hunt them down!"

The old man's words made the middle-aged person feel very incredible. He instinctively felt something was wrong, but such a decision was completely in the interests of the Nishite people, so he didn't think much.

Now he can't wait to inform all the people of this news immediately, not only that the paladins are no longer being hunted down, the people are free to accept the help of the paladins, but also the news of the orcs coming, so that the people can prevent it in advance!

"Father, I'm going to inform others!" The middle-aged man saluted the old man with suppressed excitement. At this time, he completely forgot the two slaps in the secret room just now, and his mind was completely occupied by the news.

Seeing his son rushing to the distance, the old man's eyes were a little gloomy, and two low laughs were squeezed out of his throat, and then his subordinates were recruited to prepare to summon the army.