Journey of the Legendary Wizard

The trial was about to begin, and the nobles began to gather.

The place where the trial was held was a special area outside the holy city. There was a forest, and the temple had put a lot of dark beasts in it, and it was specially divided for this trial.

"The number of noble boys and girls in this trial is really quite small."

The carriage was driving forward, and Mo Lin's perception stretched out of his body, feeling the many noble youths outside, thinking in his heart.

He was surprised by the number of noble youths, but Mo Lin was not optimistic about their strength. Among these noble youths, the strongest ones were only equivalent to the peak knights equivalent to third-class wizard apprentices.

Soon, many noble children got off the carriage. They were wearing heavy armor and gathered in the blank area divided by the temple, waiting for the start of the trial.

"Mr. Morin, after the saint appears and preaches to us, we will enter the trial area." Fei Lin whispered in Morin.

Maureen nodded and said nothing.

He looked over and saw many nobles on the high platform.

Those nobles looked like they were in their thirties or forties. They wore gorgeous robes, were tall, and had a particularly strong aura. Each of them had at least the strength of a mid-level Blue Wheel Knight. The strongest among human beings is also the pillar of human beings in the purgatory world.

They are the survival of the knight family, and they are also the fundamental reason why humans can resist many dark beasts and exist in the purgatory world.

"The strength is not bad." Mo Lin felt the breath of those powerful knights, and his heart moved slightly.

The knight system in the purgatory world is different from the wizards in the wizarding world, and I don't know who will survive if knights and wizards of the same rank fight against each other.

On the high platform, powerful knights and nobles are communicating with each other.

"The trial is about to start again. I really don't know. This time, how many young people will successfully advance, and how many young people will die in the trial." A middle-aged knight with long dark golden hair sighed. He was wearing a slightly old armor, his body was strong, and his aura was rising faintly, exuding a powerful atmosphere belonging to the Moon Knight.

"Yeah, Gray, I really miss it. It's been more than ten years since we entered the trial for the trial.

But now that I think about it, everything seems to be vivid in my mind. "

The middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe had a vicissitudes of life, sighing, his eyes were long and narrow, and there was a deep depression between his eyebrows, which almost pierced into his bones, as if he had been injured.

"Krel, these things have passed." Gray exhaled softly, he is the patriarch of the Lantis family of the Holy Knights. Gray raised his eyes, looked at Claire, and said, "Let's get down to business, how are things going?"

Krel is the patriarch of the Rudyr family in the Holy Knight family, but he has a gentle temperament and does not have the aura of the patriarch of a powerful knight family.

"It's ready, Lord Saint has acquiesced to this matter and allowed our action." The expression on Krell's face became serious.

"Has Lord Saint agreed?"

Gray was stunned for a while, then nodded slowly, and said, "That's fine, that's fine."

"By the way, what about Hill, how is he preparing?" He asked as if he had thought of something.

"Hill has come. We tried the things that Hill refined with a few slaves. The effect is good, very effective."

Claire said softly.

"Okay, then, there will be no predictions for this trial, and there will be no other results."

"After this trial is completed, we can move on to the next step. By that time, these liberal rubbishes will be finished."

A smile appeared on Gray's face, his eyes swept across the liberal knights and nobles gathered together, and he couldn't help sneering, saying: "These liberals always want too much, but they don't know. , In this world, human beings are still very weak and must be united, otherwise, one day, human beings will be swallowed by the almost infinite dark beasts outside."

"I have always wanted to deal with these garbage, but it has always been inconvenient to do so. Now, Lord Saint finally acquiesced to our actions, and with Hill, then everything will be fine."

"Go to hell, liberal trash trash!"

Gray snorted coldly.

"Yeah, we have finally reached this day." Krell exhaled, he looked aside, and said, "Aldrich is the patriarch of the Scoville family, I'm afraid he would never have dreamed that at the beginning, he An ant that can easily be pinched to death, not only is not dead, but also has the strength of a moon wheel knight."

"Just, Gray, do we just believe that Hill?" Krel turned his head and looked at Gray next to him.

"Of course, why not believe it."

A smile appeared on Gray's face, he stretched out his hand, patted Krel's shoulder lightly, and said, "It doesn't matter if Hill is for the benefit of our Saint faction or simply for revenge, as long as he can make those It's enough for the liberal junk to die, isn't it?"

"Okay, the trial is about to officially begin, and Lord Saint is coming, Krel, let's go down and prepare."

Gray said.

"Okay." Krel was stunned for a while, then strode towards the rear.

Numerous noble boys and girls are waiting in the open space, they are waiting for the arrival of the saint, waiting for the official start of the trial.

It didn't take long for a group of people to appear. Dozens of strong slaves carried a loft and walked towards this side. The saint, standing on the loft, quietly stared at the many people below. Nobles and noble boys and girls.

"Master Saint."

"Master Saint."

No matter the nobles, or the noble boys and girls, they all bowed slightly and bowed to the saint.

"My dear children..." The saint is an old man with deep wrinkles on his face, gray hair, and a black-gold scepter in his hand. His body exudes an aura of decline and death. .

The saint is very old, he is really old.

His voice resounded all around, and he was preaching and encouraging many noble boys and girls.

"Chip, scan the saint, and analyze the strength of the saint!" Mo Lin moved slightly in his heart and gave such an instruction to the chip.

"Ding! The mission has been established!"

"Mission in progress!"

"The mission has ended, and the scan results are as follows!"

"Saint, the strength of the Moon Knight at the peak is extremely weak, and there is already death energy in the body, the danger level: medium and high!"

The chip quickly gave the results of the scan.

"Strong strength, but extremely weak..." Mo Lin squinted his eyes, looked at the saint above the attic, and whispered to himself.

The declaration of the saints came to an end soon. Numerous noble youths and noble girls and their guard knights walked into the forest of trials. Those powerful knight nobles were staring at them, with expressions of hope or hope on their faces. worried expression.

"Mr. Maureen."

Fei Lin was a little nervous, she turned her head subconsciously and looked at Maureen.

"Let's go." The expression on Mo Lin's face was indifferent, he didn't say much, just smiled softly.

"it is good."

Fei Lin pursed her lips hard, and then she strode forward and walked towards the trial area in front.

The name of the saint is Ocyril, and in the interpretation of the purgatory world, his name means light and heat.

At this time, the saint was on the attic, quietly watching the noble boys and girls walk into the forest, the expression on his face was indifferent, and there was no other expression on his face.

"Master Saint, Gray and the others are ready. As long as the arrangement is completed in the trial, the future can be started." A middle-aged man in silver armor walked to the Saint, and he knelt down on one knee , with a very respectful look on his face. He is Odin, commander of the guard of the saints.

"Okay, let them do it."

The saint didn't say much, just simply expressed his meaning.

"By the way, how did you catch it?" The saint seemed to think of something, turned his head, and looked at Odin.

His mood fluctuated, and there was a hint of concern and even urgency in his voice subconsciously.

"All the girls who meet the requirements have been caught, only two are missing."

Odin said in a low voice, "It's Feline from the Scoville family, and Clea from the Pamlando family."

Philyn?

Claire?

"It turns out that the two people who are still worse are nobles." The saint looked stunned, and then he let out a soft breath and said, "It would be great if Feline and Kleia were not nobles, but ordinary commoners. What a pity, what a pity."

"Odin, you know, in the near future, Gray and the others will do it. Then you will also secretly take action with the guards and capture Cleia and Ferrin."

The saint looked at Odin quietly, his voice was very soft, but his meaning was not allowed to be questioned.

"Master Saint."

Odin didn't speak, he pressed his forehead to the cold floor and nodded towards the saint.

The saint closed his eyes slightly.

"It's just, Lord Saint, do you really want to do this? After all, those are some monsters. I don't think they are dark beasts at all, but some wise evil things." Odin thought for a while and finally He couldn't help but raised his head and said.

"I know, I know, I know everything."

"Actually, I'm also surprised. The dark beasts have a sense of mind. They say that they are this world and the purgatory world, and they are the royal family in the purgatory world."

The saint opened his eyes, his eyes were full of emotion, and said: "After I talked with them, I also felt deeply unbelievable."

"Then you still..."

Odin's expression changed, and he wanted to say something.

"Odin, do you know, I'm very old, very old." The saint's eyes fell on Odin and said, "I'm old and dying."

"Those dark beasts said that they can bring me back to youth. If so, why don't I trade with them?"

"In a way, this purgatory world is actually their purgatory race, right?"

The saint chuckled lightly.

He exhaled a breath and walked towards the depths of the attic, leaving only Odin, who was kneeling on the ground, with a look of confusion, confusion and hesitation on his face.