It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 went back to the familiar assembly hall again, still those familiar faces, but this time there was no silly Elbane, and an iron barrel-like Musn.

　　 As for Sedrick, he was still in his original position, but at the moment he was hung on the back of his chair in a coma, a veritable backdrop.

　　 "That said, the church has already sent troops to Sham, and it has also dispatched the court, Merlin, it seems that your plan is half done."

　　 Reinhardt sat on the throne, looking sideways at Roman with a smile.

　　 Roman crossed his hands on his lower abdomen and leaned his body on the back of the chair. After listening to Reinhardt's words, he frowned slightly in distress and said:

"Your Majesty, I think you haven't understood the point of this plan. The point is not whether the church will send troops to suppress Sem, but how long the kingdom of Sem can support under the attack of the church, but unfortunately, if I can't rush back as soon as possible, Thurm may not be able to hold it for a day."

　　 Oswald looked at Roman at this moment and asked suddenly:

　　 "Wait, Mr. Merlin, I don't know if I misunderstood it. Do you mean that the plan to use Thurm to contain the church is all supported by you alone?"

　　 Roman looked at Osvid and smiled:

　　 "You understand it right, Lord Osvid, do you think there is any secret weapon in a small parliament like Thurm that can cause trouble to the church?"

　　 After hearing what Roman said, Osvid immediately raised his brows and said in a deep voice:

　　 "If this is the case, then I have to carefully consider our previous conversation."

　　 At this time Canossa also said coldly:

"Your Excellency Merlin, I admit that you are indeed very powerful. Even Lancelot may not be your opponent, but if you are trying to contain the church by your own efforts, I can only say that this is simply weird. "

　　 Lancelot glanced at Canossa faintly, did not say anything, did not seem to care about his innocence lying down the gun.

　　Roman looked around at the crowd, wanting to see the reactions of others, but soon he found this idea a bit funny.

Sedrick was still lying in the dead body and had no right to speak. Moosen couldn't even see his face, let alone any reaction. Lancelot always maintained his elegant and handsome idol baggage, but he didn't have any expressions. As for Lai Inhart, it's like a fun watcher.

　　 Seeing this, Roman couldn't help but miss Elbane a bit. Although this guy is very out of touch, he can at least adjust the atmosphere.

　　 So Roman could only shook his head slightly, and then said to Canossa and Osvid:

"Two people, don’t be bound by inherent concepts. War is not just a simple victory or defeat. In fact, I don’t need to defeat the church’s army. I just need to hold them back. You will naturally do the rest for me. Do it for you.

　　 And, the biggest difference between me and you is that I never think that whoever has the bigger fist will win. In this case, what is the brain for? "

　　 "Huh! Merlin! Are you teaching us how to fight?"

　　 Kanosa's willow eyebrows are erect, her tone a little unhappy.

　　 Roman glanced at her and said: ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 "No, I'm just teaching you how to be a human being. When you do big things, you should not only be bold, but also have a long-term vision."

　　Osved shook his head and interrupted the dispute between the two:

　　 "In any case, Your Excellency Merlin, if you can't come up with a practical plan, I'm afraid we can only say sorry to you."

　　 Roman squinted his eyes, revealing a sneer: 噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 "A practical plan? So, what do you think of this?"

　　 After finishing speaking, a swaying black figure suddenly appeared behind Roman. The moment the figure appeared, the candlelights around it seemed to be corroded and began to shake violently.

　　 Immediately after the black image was melted, it turned into a puddle of black water and sprinkled on the ground. After the black water hit the ground, it quickly flowed across the floor of the assembly hall.

　　 At the same time, an extremely cold atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire assembly hall, and then the hall began to reverberate with noisy, chaotic and continuous sorrowful wailing.

　　 When this wailing sound sounded, everyone in the council hall suddenly felt as if their whole bodies were wrapped in ice, and their heads seemed to be gradually chaotic amid the stern shouts.

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　 At this time, Lancelot suddenly gave a low cry and slapped the table hard. A scorching source force instantly spread on the table, dispelling the chill temporarily.

　　 However, this chill is still radiating continuously from the black water on the ground, and it rushes up again soon.

　　 Seeing that the black water was about to spread under Reinhardt's throne, Lancelot finally couldn't sit still.

　　 He suddenly got up, and a **** red blood rose from his body. At the same time, his right foot was hooked behind him, and the **** spear held by the sculpture behind him was pulled up from the ground and held in his hand.

　　 The spear in Lancelot's hand danced a blood-red spear in the air, and then pointed at Roman, a murder intent had firmly locked him.

　　 "Pikemen?"

　　Roman's eyes moved slightly, but Heishui didn't mean to stop at all.

　　 Just when Lancelot was about to take a shot, Reinhardt suddenly said:

　　 "Okay! Let's stop here!"

After finishing speaking, his foot lightly stomped on the ground, and Roman suddenly felt a powerful force tearing at the dark elements he spread out. At the same time, the invisible grievances near Reinhardt hadn't come to react yet. It was twisted into pieces.

Roman’s complexion changed slightly. The King Reinhardt was really not easy. With this move alone, he didn’t know how much better he was than Origen, but without a real match, Roman would still be unable to determine whether he had broken through to a formal wizard. Level, can only vaguely feel that he is much better than the third-level apprentice. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 The power of Reinhardt was still approaching Roman, and the ground that had been covered with black water seemed to be pushed back by an invisible barrier, exposing the originally smooth and tidy floor.

　　 Roman hesitated a bit, but gave up the idea of ​​taking this opportunity to face Reinhardt, chuckled, and took the initiative to dissipate the magic.

　　 The black water receded, and the figure disappeared.

　　 Suddenly, the temperature of the assembly hall returned to normal again, and the candlelight gradually calmed down, but the mood of Kanosa and others did not slow down.

Except for the comatose Sedrick, all the titled knights looked at Roman cautiously. The power he showed just now made them feel like they were unable to resist. If they fight within the black water covered area, they are afraid that it will be except Lan. Slott, the rest of them estimated that they would not even be able to do effective resistance.

Just kidding, the gathering of resentful souls close to ten thousand units is enough to make ordinary people feel guilty. Although the titled knights are strong, they hardly exercise their spirits and souls. They can only rely on their own willpower and source power to barely resist, but This effect is really not ideal.

　　 But there are two exceptions among them, one is Lancelot, whose source power is different from other titled knights, seems to be pure blood, this blood seems to have a certain resistance to the resentful soul.

And the other one is King Reinhardt. Not only was this knight king unaffected by the grievances, but he easily pushed him back, and revealed an elusive feeling from beginning to end. .

　　:. : M.x