readytorunbook Chapter 245 Sorcerer
Chapter 245 Sorcerer
"Forget it, this is not the time to play childish games with you, Alvin..."
Xiuman walked forward step by step, and the space around him was trembling due to the surge of magic power, like a mist full of geometric lines.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do by bringing this group of bandits into the City Lord's Mansion?"
"Bandits?
No no no, Lord Shuman, I am Annie from the Maid Association, Paladin Annie!
I'm not a gangster!"
The little halfling walked forward excitedly, explaining to Shuman while performing a very standard maid's greeting.
“Of course I recognize you, former director of the Maids’ Guild;
I also recognize the guy hiding behind, River Sifu..."
The young city lord is now on the verge of a rage, all his reserve and self-control gone.
Xiuman took another step forward, and the magic power in his hand had turned purple visibly.
"Ivan, let me ask you one last time.
Who is behind you?
Tomba or the Church of Tyr?
He is still the same as that coward Ruiwo, with a few old guys from the capital behind him!"
After saying that, he clenched his fist tightly, and the magic power around his palm made a rapidly compressed air explosion sound.
"Watch out, Alvin!
He's a sorcerer!"
……
Once upon a time, during the period that Xiling least wanted to recall, she and her sister were fostered in a group of old-fashioned human families who called themselves the remnants of the ancients.
Although the two sisters did not suffer any abuse or discrimination, these old antiques who have lived for thousands of years have very distorted values.
For example, the fanaticism for blood power, and the madness for the heritage of gods.
More than once, he was coaxed into walking up to the ritual altar, allowing those old antiques to stimulate the power buried deep in his blood.
One has to admit that the old antique did not live in vain for thousands of years. The successive ceremonies went very smoothly and successfully activated Xiling's high elf bloodline.
I have also grown from a height similar to Lian to my current size.
However, the final ritual activated something that should not have happened in the first place, something that was unimaginable to the creatures of the Prime Material World.
This is also the reason why Xiling always wears a hood.
For a while, the young Xiling believed that this was the gods’ abandonment of her and the world’s punishment for her coveting the power of blood.
Xiling, who had always hidden herself in the darkness, became depressed and silent every day.
Until Paul, who had wandered here, appeared and rescued the two sisters from the group of old antiques.
Afterwards, influenced by Bol's faith, Xiling slowly came out of her depressed state.
It may be the care of Ms. Meilikai that made Xiling regain her confidence in the future.
But even after so many years, Xiling still couldn't forget that the leader of the ancient survivors was a professional type that had long disappeared in the long river of history -
Sorcerer.
It is different from the mage who improves himself through arcane research, and it is also different from the warlock who gains power from his bloodline;
The sorcerer was a very unpopular profession even in ancient times.
They enhance their strength by drawing energy directly from the void through special rituals.
Although they are both spellcasters, this type of spellcaster is just like the one favored by God. They do not need to chant incantations or perform spellcasting movements, and even their spells are not finished spells that have been registered on the Magic Net.
Xiling once witnessed with her own eyes that the powerful sorcerer simply raised his hand and summoned a huge beam of hellfire from the sky.
The unextinguishable green flame burned on the invading enemies for an entire night until not a speck of dust was left, and then it slowly went out.
If the old antiques had not been performing an important ceremony when Bol broke in, he might have turned into a pile of fine dust by now.
Xiling looked at Xiuman opposite her vigilantly. The spear wrapped in refined gold had been pressed down and moved to a position where she could attack at any time.
"Oh? Miss Xiling, your knowledge really opens my eyes."
By increasing the output of magic power, the surging force field around Xuman made him float slowly.
“This is the first time in all these years that someone has called out my profession correctly.
Since you have no intention of explaining why you are here, please disappear from this plane!"
With both hands pushed out, Xiuman angrily condensed a large magic ball.
Unlike the magic spheres that Alvin had seen before, this sphere was full of magical power, and various forces that were not of the same origin were swirling around in an intertwined manner.
I'm afraid even a spell identification master here wouldn't be able to tell what effect this spherical magic will have.
This is what makes the sorcerer special.
"No - Master Xiuman! We are just here to pick up two companions!
Percy and Larrel! You know them!"
The halfling Annie was still trying hard to explain.
"Percy? Larrel?
Ivan! You dragged my guards into this!
And Larelle! Didn’t she just write me a love letter and ignored you at all? "
With Annie's help, Xiuman's anger was completely ignited.
The magic ball with various forces intertwined fell instantly and hit where Alvin was standing.
The violent magic waves exploded wildly the moment they touched the ground.
The scorching heat of the force was flowing everywhere, burning the ground into dark lines;
At the same time, the icy effect continued to erode the soil and air, turning the carbon dioxide exhaled by everyone into white.
In addition to the burning and frost, several spell ripples with obvious effects such as immobilization and confusion were also flowing around, trying to climb onto the nearest creature.
"Be careful! Each attack of the sorcerer can have multiple effects!"
The half-elf lady dragged Ivan and moved quickly on the ground.
After being reminded by Xiling, the half-orc Annie completely gave up the idea of continuing to explain.
She made a terse gesture, and a milky glow spread over her.
[Divine Grace], the Paladin's signature skill was used by her again.
The physical fitness of this little halfling at least doubled. She tapped the ground with her toes several times in succession, and the violent force brought her amazing speed.
While Xiuman was still swinging his hands up after casting a spell, Annie drew out her rapier, jumped in the air, and stabbed Xiuman's shoulder fiercely.
After all, this maid paladin had no intention of killing the Lord of Huiyao City directly.
But Sammy, who had been holding back his anger all the way, didn't have these concerns.
This experienced warrior wields a sharp dagger.
Although he did not have Annie's ability to strengthen herself through prayer, he was more familiar with how to use weapons than Annie.
The halfling warrior took a step back and turned his body into a bow shape, and the dagger held in one hand was the arrow on the crossbow.
He threw the dagger forward with all his might in the direction of Xiuman, and the dagger really flew towards Xiuman's chest like an arrow.
Xiling released her hands from holding Ivan and quickly began to pray.
But before she could finish half of it, Ivan grabbed her wrist, interrupting her spell.
"Don't do it, Xiling, Xiuman's anger is not without reason -
He must have been misled by someone!"
In Ivan's [conscious vision], Xuman exuded a rich golden light, like a manic and angry lion.