Chapter 636

Daensos' eyes were full of surprise.

It would take at least two hours to clean up a Gnoll camp with more than 800 people. Gnolls were much more cunning than Uglybears. They would run away, and there must be something that slipped through the net, but Raistlin only took half a minute to deal with it, and it was still a catch.

This terrible efficiency!

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Everyone is a legendary high-level, even if you are a wizard who specializes in spellcasting, the gap in strength is not so big, right?

Even Athena, who knew all about Raistlin, was frightened.

After a long time, Izzet asked in a dry voice, "Raistlin, are you a holy soul wizard?"

Although Raistlin said before that he was a nineteenth-level wizard, but just now, as many as twelve mirror images, the effect of the fifth-ring spell was comparable to that of the nine-ring spell, making it hard for the dark elves to believe that this is what a legendary wizard can do. matter.

Raistlin shook his head, "Of course not."

"Then how did you do it?" Izzet couldn't help asking curiously, and then realized that he had crossed the line, and quickly apologized: "Sorry, I took the liberty, I shouldn't ask about your affairs."

"Hmm." Raistlin replied flatly, without anger or explanation.

In fact, it is not easy for him to create this meteor shower. Just casting the eight-ring mirror image technique consumes a lot of mana, which is about ten bars of electricity. The mana used for each mirror image cast comes from the body, endless The double-casting power of the Storm Staff is doubled, and the mana consumed is also doubled.

Twelve mirror images cast a round of Ma Youfu's micro meteor, plus the main body, which is equivalent to releasing twenty-six fifth-ring spells in an instant.

In just half a minute, he cast a total of nine rounds of Ma Youfu Micro Meteor.

Calculated, it is equivalent to releasing 234 five-ring spells in half a minute. Even if I practice the most brilliant "Lake of Stars" meditation method, the total mana is far more than three times that of spellcasters of the same level, but it is still too much.

Two or three more rounds of Little Meteor will come, and my magic power will bottom out.

Of course, such a large consumption is worth it, and it can be recovered by meditating overnight. The souls of more than 800 demonized gnolls were all absorbed and converted into nearly 300 grids of electricity. In addition to the tribe of demonized bears and goblins that Daw Enthos killed before, today they harvested more than 400 grids of electricity.

Raistlin's soul pool was shared with Ren's main body. Before that, there were more than 600 bars left, and now the soul pool had broken through 1,000 bars.

He looked at the soul power pool that was more than half stored, and thought: "It's time to improve my spells this time."

Most of the electricity absorbed before was used up by Ren himself.

Raistlin hadn't improved much except for the direct jump to the nineteenth-level wizard in Anser's Mausoleum. The spells he had mastered were all built by himself. Only a few commonly used spells had been improved, and most of the spells were still in the initial stage. number.

At this time, Daensos finally calmed down and did not forget his duty, "I will purify the Demon's Nest."

Raistlin opened a portal for him.

A few minutes later, the divine light dispelled the dark clouds in the sky, the power of the evil energy gradually dissipated, and the ubiquitous raving in the wind disappeared.

In less than ten minutes, a demon nest was completely destroyed.

Daunsos also extinguished the fire in the dead leaf forest to prevent it from spreading out of control on the mountain.

"It's time to go back." Izzet said.

After two group teleportation techniques, the group returned to the central exit from the southern end of Gray Valley, and the huge wall of Albert Bay was already in sight. Downsaw thought he would walk in through the northern gate of the Great Wall, but Raistlin opened another portal.

"Hmm?" Priest Savage was puzzled.

The huge wall of Albert Bay can not only prevent the forces of the abyss and monsters from attacking from the ground, but also has a huge isolation circle and air-forbidden circle on the city wall, so that the enemy cannot teleport in from outside the city, nor can they fly over the city.

But teleportation between inside the wall is not affected.

Therefore, there are only three ways for transcendents to enter and leave Albert Bay,

One is to take a boat at the main entrance channel of San Fangjige and go out from under the Gordon Bridge; the other two are the south gate at Jose and the north gate at Oakland, both of which are long and narrow tunnels dug under the giant wall. The defense is extremely strict and difficult to break through.

The north gate of the giant wall is the passage to Gray Valley, the road with the largest number of people entering and leaving on land.

Donsos has walked past it countless times.

"Aren't we going back to the city?" He just asked, when he saw that Raistlin and the others had already entered the portal, so he had no choice but to follow.

The scene in front of him changed, and he appeared in an exquisite courtyard. When he looked up, he saw a huge wall standing on the top of the mountain in the distance. No matter which direction he saw the city wall, it meant that he had returned to the city.

He couldn't help but said in amazement: "You can actually teleport into Albert Bay!"

Raistlin responded blankly.

But Izzet was not surprised. When he teleported out of the city two days ago, he was also taken aback, and whispered to the pastor, "Don't spread the word."

If this matter reaches the ears of the high-level people in Albert Bay, especially the three holy city lords, it will definitely cause countless troubles. If someone can crack the isolation circle and teleport in and out freely, the huge wall will become a decoration, which will shake the sense of security in the hearts of the residents of Albert Bay, and may cause a crisis.

In fact, Raistlin was also helpless.

This is my negligence.

The key of the eight-ring gate allowed him to ignore all kinds of barriers and air restrictions. Not long after he arrived in Albert Bay, he didn't notice the effect of the giant wall, and he was directly teleported into the city at that time. When walking out of the portal at Hunter Point Wharf, pedestrians thought they were teleporting in the city, so they didn't attract attention.

He didn't react until he teleported out of the city with Izzet to look for Dawnsos and found that Izzet's expression was not right.

But it was too late to hide.

Fortunately, the dark elves were not talkative people and could keep secrets, so Raistlin felt relieved. Sharing secrets can bring people closer, and Dawnsos is also trustworthy, so he doesn't hide it at all.

Daensos nodded heavily: "I understand."

He felt more and more that Raistlin could not see through, that there were layers of mist covering him, unfathomable.

Izzet walked across the courtyard and opened the door, warmly inviting: "This is my home, Daunsos, please come in and have a cup of tea."

"It's an honor." The Savage Priest readily agreed.

The four of them sat down in the dark elf's tea room. Daensos was full of praise for the tea, and his comments were clear and logical. Obviously, he also had a deep study of the tea ceremony, and was immediately introduced by Izzet as his confidant.

Athena was also interested and joined the discussion.

Only Raistlin sat there without saying a word, like a wooden man, if he didn't take a sip of tea occasionally, others would think he was asleep.

It wasn't until dark that Dawsos got up to leave.

"I'll go to Oakland to submit the task of clearing up and get paid." Savage Priest said his itinerary, and then asked, "Izzet, when will another teammate arrive?"

"He went out to hunt monsters, and it has ended ahead of schedule. He is on his way back to Albert Bay, and he will be back tomorrow at the latest." Izzet replied: "When he comes back, the five of us will be here, and we will sort out the plan together. Once again, please refer to it.”

Daensos nodded, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

He turned around and was about to go out, but a portal opened in front of him, facing the street outside Oakland City Hall.

"Thank you." Downsaw glanced at Raistlin, and walked in with a burly figure.

Athena also stood up: "We went back too."

She teleported back to the guest room of the Golden Gate Hotel with Raistlin, ordered the waiter to bring a sumptuous dinner, and turned her head to see Raistlin sitting behind the desk again, closing his eyes and entering a meditative state.

"This guy!"

The giantess looked helpless, and sat down by the bed, looking at Raistlin who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

She also suffered a lot today. Raistlin was obviously Ren's clone, but she felt very different to herself, even her personality was different, as if she was a completely different person.

The biggest thing Raistlin and Ryan have in common is that both of them hide many secrets.

But none of this mattered.

The most important thing was that she had been away from Ryan for more than a week, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, especially at night, when she missed being with Ryan, the pleasure made her want to stop, and she was too embarrassed to tell Raistlin.

Although the two lived together day and night and shared the same room, Athena had absolutely no thoughts about Raistlin in that regard.

This kind of thing is too strange, and neither side can accept it.

Moreover, Raistlin's body was too fragile, and he would gasp for breath after walking a few more steps, and he had no physical strength at all. If she accidentally touched him lightly, Raistlin might break his tendons and bones, or even die from serious injuries.

"Well……"

Athena couldn't help laughing when she thought of this.

Raistlin opened his eyes, saw her expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's all right." Athena blushed slightly, and changed the subject and asked, "Is it late at night at Glamorgan?"

Raistlin saw through her thoughts at a glance, and suddenly smiled, "Miss me?"

"Yes... er, not..." The giantess nodded, then shook her head again. She knew that it was Ren who was talking to her, but she always felt awkward looking at Raistlin's face. Then, Raistlin's body was seen to change instantly, replaced by Ryan sitting behind the desk.

"Ren?"

Athena was surprised and delighted, and couldn't believe her eyes.

"Hehe... just tell me if you miss me, don't be shy." Ren stood up in his pajamas. He was busy until late at night. Viola didn't come to Glamorgan tonight. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he sensed Raistlin's voice. Due to the surrounding situation, they decisively switched places and appeared in the hotel room.

"So you've been here all the time." Athena scolded, and only then did she know that Ren and Raistlin could switch places.

Then he exclaimed in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

Ren came out from behind the desk, took off his pajamas, revealed his strong body, and said with a smile: "What do you think? Let's not waste time, let's get straight to the point."

The giantess blushed, but she didn't show any resistance.

Intense noises soon rang out in the guest room, as if a lot of mosquitoes were flying in, and people were beating non-stop, making rhythmic noises.

In Mordo, in the bedroom of Glamorgan Castle, Raistlin had already opened the phone interface.

Rows of icons lit up in front of my eyes, each icon representing a secret element, and corresponding to the stars reflected in the lake in my mind.

He is a mage, and most of his spells are built by himself.

Only a small part was inherited from Ren's body when the Touch of Mystery first became the avatar. Adding up all the spell icons, the number has exceeded one hundred!

That means over a hundred spells.

Under normal circumstances, legendary high-ranking wizards or mages, even Netherist wizards who advocated more spells, had only half of Raistlin's spells. This is still less than three years after Raistlin's promotion to legend, otherwise, the spells he constructed would have to be multiplied several times.

However, Raistlin, who had mastered so many spells, did not fully agree with the Netherist philosophy.

He is not a supporter of the Mordu school concept with fewer spells but better skills.

Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. The root of the difference in philosophy lies in the limited mana or soul power, and wizards cannot take care of both.

Raistlin's answer was simple: I want them all!

It is necessary not only to master many spells like the Netherite wizards, the more the better, and to change the spellcasting style and adapt to various emergencies; but also to be like the Modus wizards, to enhance the proficient spells to the extreme and bring out the best. The power and the strongest effect.

The combination of the two schools of thought can achieve an unimaginable level for other spellcasters and become an almighty mage.

"One thousand bars of power."

"Enough to improve many spells..."

Raistlin didn't have to think about it for too long, most of his spells were at the initial level, but for the next plan to hunt and kill the Balor, he had to make some targeted improvements first.

Spear of Light, Tim Kenan's Magic Sword, Vector Shield, Prismatic Cloak, Fire Protection, Dimensional Anchor, Disintegrate, Dispel Magic, Antimagic Ray, Counterspell, Time Shock, Void Chains, Stasis Force Field, space blockade, Bigby smashing punch, jumping in fire, advanced teleportation...

He raised these spells by one or two rings, and the soul power pool bottomed out in a blink of an eye.

Legendary high-level spellcasters can master eight-ring spells, but the upper limit of many spells is only six or seven rings, and no amount of power is useless.

In addition, Raistlin also mastered some auxiliary spells, such as Great Strength and Acceleration, both of which can be upgraded to the seventh ring, and advanced to the corresponding advanced spells, which can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of teammates.

However, the power has been exhausted, so I can only wait for the next time to absorb the soul.

After a while, the promotion is complete.

The battle between Ren and Athena was in full swing, and it would not end for a while. Raistlin blocked the sound of the mosquitoes being slapped, and soon entered a meditative state.

By midnight, all the mana had been restored.

He didn't feel sleepy, and began to construct the spell model of "time stop" in the lake of stars. Time passed unknowingly. At dawn, Ren and Raistlin switched positions. Athena, who had fought all night, slept until noon and woke up at noon. Seeing Raistlin in the room, her face was a little shy.

After washing up, the two went out in good spirits, and were directly teleported to Izzet's home, where they found three people present.

"You guys are here!"

The dark elf stood up in the living room to greet him, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend Barack, who just rushed back to Albert Bay in the morning, and the people who planned this time have finally arrived."

Standing beside Izzet was a strange Transcendent.

Raistlin observed him with the eyes of the soul, couldn't help being surprised, and thought to himself: "What extraordinary profession is he, Sun Knight? Gunner? Or Ranger?"