Chapter 1965: Requiem Wizard Tower

Lilliput, a lost continent somewhere in the sea of ​​time and space hidden near the vortex of time and space.

This relatively ancient continent has been regarded as the headquarters of the organization since it was chosen by the first-class power, the Requiem Wizard Tower.

There is no longer a Morning Star Wizard on this continent.

Even to ensure that this continent will never be searched by other forces.

As an eternal lost continent.

The tower master of the Requiem Wizard Tower and several deputy tower masters worked together to seal the will of the continent and return the indigenous creatures on the continent to the Stone Age.

And whenever there is a transcendent person among the natives of the mainland who relies on his own experience to explore, he is promoted to a second-level extraordinary knight or primitive wizard.

The alarm will be triggered immediately, triggering a new round of cleaning operations in the Requiem Wizard Tower.

The entire Requiem Wizard Tower has become accustomed to large-scale cleaning operations that focus on wiping out all supernatural beings on a continent, and it is regarded as a traditional behavior for cultivating disciples.

And similar to this continent of time and space vortex, the Requiem Wizard Tower has no less than ten pieces in his hands.

Although such behavior, to the intelligent beings of the local mainland, these outsiders are just a group of alien demons who commit all kinds of evils including burning, killing, looting and looting.

However, from the perspective of the Requiem Wizard Tower, being able to keep these indigenous mortal tribes is a reflection of the kindness and kindness of the tower master and deputy tower masters of the Requiem Wizard Tower.

After all, you extraordinary ones are left here, just in case you hook up with a trace of mainland consciousness and become the son of mainland destiny. What to do?

Although speaking of it, a continent's Destiny's Child, even a supercontinent's Destiny's Child, can be easily suppressed by the Requiem Wizard Tower.

But in this case, the manpower and material resources of the Requiem Wizard Tower will be wasted. How uneconomical is it?

On the Lost Continent where the Requiem Wizard Tower headquarters is located.

The two white-robed wizards were flying at low altitude, patrolling the various tribes in the surrounding area for thousands of miles to see if there were any extraordinary breakthroughs of level 2 or above.

The older white-robed wizard, after soaring for a while, landed on the top of a high mountain first. Then, bathed in the warm sunshine and breeze, he looked at the nomadic tribes below the mountain.

Another young white-robed wizard also came down and looked at the tribal tents:

"Is it the Baritu tribe with the largest population nearby? I heard that their sacrificial prayers to our false gods mentioned that there are more than 30,000 people in their tribe, and there are more than 100 extraordinary people?"

"Yes, this tribe is developing very well and is the most popular."

The older white-robed wizard nodded slightly and then began to teach:

"However, don't believe too much in the prayers of the priests."

"These natives who have lost the blessing of the will of the mainland are all very cunning."

Having said this, the white-robed wizard paused and continued:

"As for the extraordinary part, once the number exceeds a hundred, you can just use it as a reference. The firmness of these guys' belief in God will decline rapidly..."

"There's one more thing you need to know."

"Some tribes may have secretly hidden some historical records, and learned from them the true role of our false gods. Once these tribes find out, they must be killed."

"Including all mortals?"

The young white-robed wizard was a little surprised when he heard this.

"include!"

The older man nodded and said in a positive tone:

"I heard that there was a big problem, so even the kind-hearted tower owner had to agree to make this decision."

The young man didn't hesitate. When he heard the tower master's approval, he completely believed it.

Then, he looked at the tribe at the foot of the mountain, with a bit more greed in his eyes.

"Brother, do you think this tribe will soon give birth to a great knight?"

"In our jurisdiction, this tribe is most likely to be the one."

The elder white-robed wizard smiled, as if he had guessed his companion's thoughts:

"Why, do you want the blood soul of this tribe?"

"Don't worry, senior brother, I only want to be the leader of this tribe, and I won't fight with you for anything else..."

The young white-robed wizard couldn't help but blush, and whispered:

"It's not me, it's an elder in purple robe who wants me to provide him with the souls of a hundred good-looking nomadic girls."

"You want a hundred girl souls?"

The older white-robed wizard was well-informed and immediately understood that the elder of his companion was planning to refine several high-quality female ghosts.

However, this is normal. Their Requiem Wizard Tower faction follows the necromancy school, which is the way of manipulating and playing with souls.

Let alone a hundred girl souls to cultivate a few female ghosts as raw materials.

The white-robed wizard remembered that a rare item in the hands of the great tower master swallowed millions of living souls during the refining process.

Even the backbone materials were made from dozens of legendary natives and thousands of first- and second-level transcendent beings.

Sometimes, white-robed wizards secretly speculate that the reason why these lost continents are not exterminated in the Requiem Wizard Tower is not only to train new disciples of the Requiem Wizard Tower, but also because these continents are regarded as inferior souls. Source of material.

It looks like a piece of pasture for stocking.

In addition, these lost continents themselves also have the function of hiding the Requiem Wizard Tower base.

he wondered.

They are eating more than one fish, right?

"Don't be careless. Remember the teacher's teachings. Even if your opponent is an ignorant native extraordinary, you must take it seriously."

Looking at the appearance of his young companion, the white-robed wizard coughed and added.

"knew."

The young white-robed wizard nodded, but he had long disagreed.

Although he has only just been promoted to the second level wizard, his realm is not yet stable.

But can it be the same as being trained by a first-rate powerful force and trying to figure it out on your own?

If you really think about it, even if these indigenous wizards become level two great wizards, their upper limit of mana may not be as high as when they were level one!

As for the witchcraft model I learned, the opponent could only have a fraction of it.

In addition, there are gaps in the entire witchcraft system including witchcraft artifacts, scrolls, inscriptions, etc.

It is normal for the wizards in the Requiem Wizard Tower to leapfrog and kill the natives.

Even if you really encounter a siege and the situation is unfavorable, you can basically escape once you use your life-saving trump card.

Even the lowest level of life-saving magic in the Requiem Wizard Tower, the super fog witchcraft, cannot be cracked by indigenous wizards at the second level in a short time.

"By the way, the tower master seems a little unhappy recently."

After talking about serious matters, the two white robes began to talk quietly about gossip.

The Requiem Wizard Tower is divided into four levels: gray robe, white robe, purple robe and gold robe.

Starting from White Robe, many cultivation resources have to be obtained by oneself or one's own team.

This has also made many wizards, starting from White Robe, care about the general trend of the Requiem Wizard Tower.

After all, this is related to the future possibilities of himself and others.

"I know something. It is said that the tower owner's grandson went to the secret realm of the Iron Forest in the City of Miracles."

After the young white-robed wizard released a barrier, he began to talk about what the elders were chatting about:

"Everything was fine originally. Although I didn't get the inheritance from the secret realm of the Iron Forest, I still remembered a lot of knowledge."

"It has met the tower owner's minimum requirements."

"Who would have thought that those people didn't even look at their abilities. They were probably praised so much in the Requiem Wizard Tower that they forgot their true abilities. They actually went to the high-end area and the Holy Dragon Clan. The big demons all A place of inheritance where challenges fail.”

"Haha, isn't this asking for death?"

"The result was the same. I heard that those few people only watched it for half a minute before they couldn't hold on and ran out."

"But it was useless to run out. They were still crazy. The officials of the City of Miracles notified an elder in gold robe who was staying behind, and then they were brought back."

"After our tower owner saw the situation, he was so angry that he moved the surrounding wizard towers several meters."

"This matter...is it over with this? Our tower master and the deputy tower masters, don't you have any objections?"

The elder white-robed wizard was slightly startled and asked curiously.

He was from a low background in the Requiem Wizard Tower, and there were many things that none of his companions understood clearly.

But I heard the young white-robed wizard sneer and say with a hint of admiration:

"They dare!"

"Ahem, senior brother, you may not know that the City of Miracles is already recognized as a transcendent holy land. It is a much more terrifying force than the top ten forbidden land forces!"

"What!"

"Stronger than the Ten Forbidden Lands?"

The elder white-robed wizard updated his knowledge, but he felt that there was a "fuck" in his throat and he didn't know if he could spit it out.

Just when they were struggling.

Among the indigenous nomadic tribes at the foot of the mountain.

The high priest of the Baritu tribe was looking at the young patriarch sitting cross-legged in the tent with a hint of despair.

The leader of the Balitu Tribe can be said to be a great man of his generation. He led the tribe from weak to strong, and even created a set of body-training techniques that doubled the number of extraordinary riders in the tribe in ten years!

The young patriarch is even more amazing. He became a transcendent at the age of twelve, and he even awakened his natural ability to control fire and wind.

The high priest almost mistakenly thought that the young patriarch was the one loved by the true god.

It wasn't until the high priest saw some of the documents provided by the patriarch and learned the truth about all the creatures on this continent.

The high priest looked at the young patriarch with eyes full of hope, but also fear and worry.

"How long can I suppress it?"

The young patriarch, with a gentle smile on his statue-like face, asked the high priest.

"The young patriarch's extraordinary aura has grown too fast. I...I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it for much longer. The few borrowed rare items are almost reaching their limit."

The high priest whispered worriedly.

Several priests nearby could not help shouting:

"Then do the opposite!"

"The young patriarch is much more powerful than the patriarch when he lifts the seal, isn't he?"

"Yeah, we might win!"

The priests said it easily, but the high priest who had participated in the pilgrimage knew very well that the Requiem Wizard Tower was not that simple.

It's definitely not as simple as the few white-robed wizards they usually see.

It was majestic and majestic, so high that the top of the wizard's tower could not be seen among the clouds.

It caused an extremely shocking visual impact to the high priest.

It also prevented him from being blindly arrogant.

The young patriarch waved his hand:

"It doesn't matter. I know that our current preparations are not enough."

"Don't worry, if the time comes soon, I will choose to commit suicide and will never give the chance to clean up the Requiem Wizard Tower."

"Fortunately, I lived for so many more years and perfected our clan's cultivation system."

"I believe that my successors will be much stronger than me..."

When the young patriarch said these words, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

It also made the high priest and other priests lower their heads in shame.

These people, in many cases, are considered puppet troops who help rule the Requiem Wizard Tower.

In the annual blood sacrifice, they personally offer heroic souls to the white-robed wizards who come to patrol.

The high priest was very moved, but he did not think that they, the ant-like natives, could fight against these behemoths from outside the domain.

All struggles may be in vain in the end.

But, if there is no struggle, it would be too boring, right?

Just when the high priest and others thought that the pessimistic future could not be changed.

Suddenly, the whistling of the wind came from afar.

The originally clear sky suddenly snowed heavily.

In the heavy snow, there was a faint sound of crying!

"What's going on?"

On the top of the mountain, the two white-robed wizards discovered the abnormality at the first time.

The young wizard was still a little excited, thinking that it was the native wizards who were making trouble.

He had a reason to help his elders collect the souls of 100 nomadic girls in advance.

The next second, the two white-robed wizards immediately realized that this strange phenomenon came from the area where the Requiem Wizard Tower was located.

"Something happened at the headquarters!"

The older white-robed wizard broke out in cold sweat and whispered in the snowstorm:

"How could something happen at the headquarters? Even if the tower master is not here, there are at least two deputy tower masters guarding it..."

"I'm afraid something happened to those crazy guys."

The young white-robed wizard immediately thought of the content of the chat just now.

He guessed the most likely link to the problem.

This is also in line with the wizard's worldview.

After all, it is impossible to be crazy.

The most likely possibility is that he was mentally polluted by evil gods or something.

And such pollution is a kind of void coordinate in a sense, which attracts evil gods and the like, which is reasonable.

However, these pollutions come from the inherited wonders of the creator clan, how can they attract these unclean things?

Is there anything that is also interested in the source of these pollutants?

Just thinking about it.

The broadcast of the Requiem Wizard Tower suddenly sounded, and all the wizards of the Requiem Wizard Tower on this continent were able to hear the content of the broadcast.

A few seconds later.

The white-robed wizards all changed color, no longer caring about the task in front of them, and went to the nearest wizard tower.

The two white-robed wizards on the top of the mountain were just about to get up.

The young white-robed wizard suddenly shouted: Wait!

Then, after the older saw the young white-robed wizard take out two crystal balls that could leave the space.

He also nodded slowly and approved the young white-robed idea.

Sure enough, compared to running to the wizard tower to resist the arrival of the fallen Shadow Mother.

While the Requiem Wizard Tower is fighting, leaving this lost continent and hiding, the survival rate will obviously be higher, right?

At the same time.

In front of this lost continent, a large shadow swallowed the weak light in the space-time turbulence and spread quickly.

The thoughts of the Requiem Wizard Tower continued to collide with this shadow across the space-time vortex.

But they were unable to stop the advancement speed.

They could only call for support while preparing for the worst.

At the same time, the crazy people were also listed as serious suspects and were temporarily detained in a small secret realm.