Chapter 539

After Dean Sabra left, the knockout round officially began.

Spellcasters who can enter the knockout round, whether they are beginners, mid-level or high-level, are the best in the same level of strength, and they must be extremely outstanding in some aspects. Coupled with the advantages of spellcasters over other extraordinary people, any one released , are all well-known geniuses.

These geniuses played against each other, and the scene was much more exciting than the points match.

However, most of the audience's minds were not on the exchange match. People were discussing the thirteenth holy soul of the empire enthusiastically.

So many things happened in this exchange game.

Ren challenged and defeated the three Nether elders at the opening ceremony, earning the title of the first person below the Holy Soul; Dean Sabra officially announced that he was promoted to the Holy Soul, and held a canonization ceremony at Blue Watts College , will definitely cause a sensation in the empire.

Many years later, when people mention this exchange match, they will only regard it as an inconspicuous footnote, and no one may even remember the champion.

It's not just the audience who are absent-minded.

The same is true for the legends on the tower. Unless there are students of their own on the stage, most of the legends can't sit still and get up and leave one after another to discuss this matter with the floating city or the academy.

The Supreme Council is coming to Blue Watts Academy!

Ren also stood up and said softly, "Speaker Ronnie."

"You go, I'm watching here." Ronnie knew that Ren and the Great Speaker were secretly planning something, and he could understand that the Great Speaker didn't tell him, there must be enough reasons.

"Thank you."

Ryan thought that it would be convenient to cooperate with smart people, and Speaker Ronnie had a good understanding with himself.

He turned his head and looked around the Wezeland wizards. Fifteen people entered the knockout round this time, including four of his own students. His eyes fell on them, and he nodded slightly to give encouragement.

Then, Ren teleported away.

The next second, he appeared in Dean Sabra's office.

Sabra, who just shocked tens of thousands of viewers in the form of a phoenix, is standing in front of the window, looking at the Blue Watts Academy outside. He is not tall enough, and his shoulders are not broad enough. Against the backdrop of the prestige of the Holy Soul Wizard Underneath, it looks extraordinarily stalwart, as if it is impossible to look directly at.

"Your Excellency the Dean."

Ren bowed and saluted: "Congratulations on your promotion to Holy Soul."

Sabra turned around, with a faint smile on his face as always, and his attitude towards Renn did not change because of his different status at the moment.

"You should have known it a long time ago?" Sabra said.

Ren did not respond, as a default.

Sabra looked at Ren seriously, then shook his head suddenly, and said with a smile: "The biggest reason why I was promoted smoothly is that the demon soul of the bathing phoenix is ​​highly compatible with my soul, and the difficulty of fusion has dropped a lot. Thanks to Master Anxi for his selfless help."

"The teacher mentioned something to me." Ren replied truthfully.

"With the help of seniors and teachers, this step should be easier. When Master Anxi comes to Blue Watts in a few days, I will thank him face to face." Sabra praised earnestly: "You have a good Teacher, I predict that you will come to this point soon."

Ren automatically ignored the latter sentence.

His attention was all on the first half of the sentence. Obviously, the teacher did not tell Dean Sabra all the truth, otherwise his expression would not be so relaxed.

Sabra was keenly aware of Ryan's doubts, walked behind the desk in the office, stretched out his hand to ask Ryan to sit opposite, and his expression became serious.

"It was originally my idea to hold the canonization ceremony in Blue Watts, but Master Anxi proposed it on his own initiative and asked me to wait until now before announcing the news..."

"Do you know why?"

Before Renn could answer, a crow jumped out from the shadow under his feet, black light bloomed, and the figure of Master Medifer appeared.

Sabra's face changed drastically, and he was about to make a move in an instant.

Fortunately, he recognized Medifer's identity at a glance, so he breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the spell that was about to be cast instantly, stood up and saluted, "Your Excellency the Prophet."

As soon as the words came out, Sabra realized the seriousness of the problem.

A holy soul wizard actually protected Ren with him. Needless to say, this must have been arranged by Master Anxi. Considering Ren's provocation against Elder Nesser, the real goal is already on the horizon.

Although Sabra hadn't guessed the truth yet, he was already frightened!

Medifer looked at Sabra whose expression changed drastically, and said with a smile: "Sabra, congratulations on your promotion and joining the Supreme Council."

Sabra did not see the slightest joy.

He looked at Medifer, then at Ren, thinking of the upcoming Master Anxi and all the holy soul wizards, he couldn't help showing a wry smile on his handsome face, and sighed: "If Blue Watts suffers a catastrophe because of this , I would rather fail in promotion."

The eyes of the soul saw a trace of light blue in Sabra's soul, which was a complaint.

He was not satisfied with Anxi's plan.

Ren quickly explained: "Principal, please rest assured that your ceremony is just an occasion to secretly observe Master Ogulevi. The teacher predicts that Master Ogulevi should not dare to show up."

Medifer also nodded.

"I have predicted that the future of Blueworth is safe, at least as far as I can see, it will remain prosperous."

Sabra let out a long breath when he heard the words.

The prophecy made by the greatest prophet in the history of the empire is enough to make people feel at ease. Master Anxi is not the kind of unscrupulous person who put the lives of tens of thousands of teachers and students of Blue Watts Academy in danger in order to target Master Ogulev.

Then, Sabra came back to his senses, shocked in his heart.

Master Anxi's goal is really Master Ogulev. According to Ren, all the plans are for Master Ogulev to show up.

Even though he had just been promoted to a holy soul wizard, he was extremely disturbed when he was suddenly involved in such a high-level incident, and asked in surprise, "What happened to Master Ogulevi?"

Ren and Medifer looked at each other.

All plans have been completed, and the news has been released. Dean Sabra, as the most critical person, should have the right to know.

After a few seconds of silence, Ren whispered: "We have enough reasons to suspect that Master Ogulev has fallen, and he has turned to the Lord of the Dead."

"hiss……"

Sabra only felt a chill rushing straight to the top of his head, even the element of Phoenix Nirvana couldn't alleviate it, his body couldn't help shaking.

Master Ogulev has fallen!

The greatest wizard in human history has fallen!

If it wasn't for the fact that Medifer was by his side and confirmed with a serious face, Sabra even suspected that Ren was joking, and it wasn't funny at all. If it was heard by outsiders, there would be a shocking wave, and the entire empire might Hence the unpredictable and dire consequences.

"What exactly is going on?"

Sabra's voice was a little dry, and he was even a little afraid of hearing the answer, but he had to ask, "What evidence do you have?"

"This starts with the undead Scourge's invasion of Wedzeland a few years ago..."

Ren briefly explained what he had discovered. Sabra listened carefully and asked some questions from time to time. After a while, he fell into deep thought.

But he still couldn't believe it.

Medifer also sighed, even though he had heard it once from Anse Wodoss: "Your life is coming to an end, in order to continue to live, you can give up the achievements and fame you have achieved in the past. Ogulev is not the first , and won't be the last."

Sabra struggled for a long time, and finally accepted all this.

"What do you think Master Ogulev looks like now?" He asked a question that Rennes, Anse Wodoss, and Medifer had all considered.

"According to my calculations, he should have fallen three to four hundred years ago." Master Medifer said indifferently: "According to the transformation ceremony of the Lord of the Dead, such a long time, even if he is the forty-one It is also very difficult for the holy soul wizard to keep his physical body intact, he can hide the legend, but he cannot hide the eyesight of the holy soul, so he has been afraid to see people."

The implication is that Master Ogulev is now a Lich.

From the strongest wizard in history to an evil lich who smells like a street mouse in the empire, it is like falling from heaven to hell.

No, this is more terrifying than falling into the abyss.

All the liches in the world are minions of the Lord of the Dead. No matter how noble and great their character was in life, as their bodies decay, their souls are polluted, their temperaments gradually become indifferent, and they are not the same person in essence.

Even if Master Ogulev is a forty-one wizard, it is impossible to resist the will of the Lord of the Dead.

In the early stage of transforming into a lich, maybe Master Ogulevi could still resist a little bit, retain his sanity, and hide his personality changes, but as time goes by, hundreds of years of pollution will definitely make him completely degenerate and become a ghost of the dead. Lord's slave.

With the strength and status of Master Ogulev, he transformed into a lich, causing more destructive power than millions of undead.

Korsted's depravity pales in comparison.

Snatch the floating city of Naxus, activate the core of Iola, plan to subvert Wezeland behind the scenes, and send people to prevent Anxi Wodusi from recovering his body...

These are enough to prove that Master Ogulev has been controlled.

The master Ogulev, who witnessed the rise of the empire, created the Supreme Council, and ruled the empire for thousands of years, is dead.

All of a sudden, the three of Renn were deeply moved.

There was silence in the office.

After a long time, Ren broke the silence and said, "Elder Halawa also noticed something was wrong. At the opening ceremony that day, he told me that he would go back and investigate secretly, but there is no news so far."

"It's very likely that something happened inside Nether." Medifer frowned.

"Master Ogulev can fall, but Nether Floating City cannot fall, otherwise Northril will be severely damaged, and the entire empire will not be able to bear it." Sabra got up suddenly, and said resolutely. Once he made a decision, he no longer hesitated: "I will apply to the Supreme Council now."

The empire has no regulations on where to hold the canonization ceremony for newly promoted holy soul wizards, as long as they are under the witness of the goddess of magic.

According to tradition, the ceremony is held in the capital North Riel.

However, Sabra is the dean of Blueworth Academy, with a special status and honor, and students all over the empire, and he will obviously choose Blueworth City, where the academy is located, as his fiefdom, and the Supreme Council will definitely give him this face.

Furthermore, Anxi Wodas communicated in advance, and the other holy soul wizards did not know the inside story and had no reason to object.

This kind of trivial matter is not worth objecting to, offending the new members of the Supreme Council for no reason.

"Ren, you follow Sabra."

Medifer said, and the figure disappeared. Next, he will participate in the remote connection of the Supreme Council, so that no one can find him in Blueworth.

Sabra opened the portal, and the two entered the academy's magic projection room.

There is a rune magic circle specially used for long-distance communication. It can project the figures in the magic circle to the pre-set place, but it cannot cross planes. The principle is similar to that of the teleportation circle, and it is even simpler.

Projection rooms will be set up in the empire's major floating cities, extraordinary colleges and some important places to facilitate timely contact with the highest decision-making level of the empire.

Ren retreated outside the circle.

After a while of debugging, Sabra activated the rune circle, and transmitted the content he wanted to report to the capital Northril thousands of miles away in an instant.

The other end of the communication went straight to the official residence of the imperial consul, and reported to the Supreme Council at the same time.

Any member of the Supreme Council is eligible to call a meeting, but in the past hundreds of years, this power has been controlled by the three highest-ranking holy soul wizards.

Setting the agenda is a right in itself!

The birth of a new holy soul wizard, such an important news, must have spread throughout the empire. At this time, I received a message from Blue Watts College, and I didn't need to guess what it was.

It is precisely by using this point that the convening of the Supreme Council will not make people suspicious.

Soon, the rune circle responded.

Sabra nodded slightly to Ren who was standing outside the circle, and made a gesture of approval.

Ren held his breath.

A few seconds later, a long table made of light and shadow lit up in the projection room. On both sides of the simple and simple long table, a pair of large bronze-colored high-back chairs were placed.

With the diffusion of light and shadow, the whole room instantly turned into a magnificent ancient palace. The dome is hundreds of meters high. The eyes penetrate through the thick columns, and you can see the endless darkness outside. The palace seems to be suspended in the boundless In the void, it is dazzling.

At the end of the long table is the most conspicuous high-backed chair, as if it is the owner of the place.

Behind this high-backed chair, stands a statue of a goddess of magic, a hundred meters high. The face of the statue is covered with a mysterious veil, and its eyes contain starry sky and wisdom, overlooking this vast space.

This is the projection of the Supreme Council!

It is rumored that the real Supreme Council has a real Supreme Palace, which was cast by the goddess of magic. Only members of the Supreme Council are eligible to enter, but they don't know where it is.

There are twenty chairs on both sides of the long table, including the one at the end, a total of twenty-one holy soul wizards can be seated.

There is already a name engraved on the table in front of the high-backed chair of the owner.

Sabra chose an unoccupied high-backed chair, the one furthest from the end of the long table.

Immediately, figures appeared one by one.