Chapter 882 Annod's Wish
Fernando felt that he was stuffed in his chest and couldn't spit it out, this old fox actually deceived everyone! And what's even more hateful is that he also hinted in advance that he and others were misled as if he were watching a drama!
No wonder he is not worried that the "Deep Blue Gift" Sharp will regret the revelation!
Fernando held back his anger and followed Arnold to fly out of the forest quickly, the aftermath of the battle of the legendary powerhouse could destroy this place!
"Has His Excellency the 'Lord of Death' recovered to the third order?" Douglas repeated one of Fernando's questions, at this time, he was more concerned about the comparison of strength between the two sides, and the rest were trivial matters, and they could wait until the matter was over to discuss it.
In the depths of the forest, light and shadow changed, snowflakes flew, as if there were countless ghosts wandering inside, making people shudder, Arnold squinted his eyes and looked back, smiling like a real fox: "Your Excellency the 'Lord of Death' was severely injured by the Pope, his body, soul, and life box were all shattered, and he almost fell completely.
"Later, His Excellency the 'Lord of Death' relied on the soul core preserved by the legendary secret technique, fused many other people's soul fragments, and resurrected it in the form of alchemy life, reshaping his body."
After all, the Death Lord was once the pinnacle of legends, and he was a terrifying powerhouse with an undead legion under his command, even if his strength declined seriously now, there would be no problem in dealing with a "Heart of Time" who had not yet been promoted to the third rank:
"But this is a great hidden danger, the fragments conflict with each other, the main consciousness is often disturbed, and most of the spell models have become incomplete, so they have not been able to recover their strength for a long time."
"It wasn't until more than ten years ago that His Excellency Tannanos relied on his in-depth research and mastery of souls to slowly and completely absorb other fragments, and then slowly regained the strength of the legendary third order, and maybe in a few decades, he would be able to return to the top."
"So it doesn't seem like a big problem......" Fernando said subconsciously.
After a long war of dawn, everyone knew a little bit that in the case of the same rank, magicians were stronger than knights and clerics, but the time interval between magicians growing was too long, much higher than these two, especially the latter, so they slowly fell to a disadvantage.
In addition, the necromancer, who symbolizes death, resurrection and life, belongs to one of the three types of magicians with the strongest combat effectiveness because of his deep understanding of souls, and is more deadly and bizarre!
Therefore, even if Ketonia is a variant of the "Time Dragon" bloodline, a powerful knight who can compete with mages of the same level, there will be no hope of victory in the face of a necromancer one level higher than himself, just to see if he can seize the fleeting opportunity to escape.
Arnold smiled and did not respond to Fernando's words, but took the initiative to explain the action to the two of them: "Actually, while contacting organizations such as 'Red Eye' and 'Soul Supremacy', I also tried to 'say hello' to the three legendary lords, and I got a satisfactory answer."
They were fast and had reached the edge of the Black Forest, so they looked back together again and looked at the battlefield of the legendary powerhouses.
At this moment, in the fog of the undead souls floating and struggling with countless soul faces, a hazy flickering light suddenly flew out, and along the way, all the obstacles were like phantoms, and there was no delay in it for a moment, as if they were in different time and space between each other.
"The power of time is really powerful......" In the spiritual connection, Douglas sighed with emotion.
Before the words fell, the sky, which seemed slightly bright because of the ice and snow dancing, suddenly darkened, and a huge dragon hovered down, its muscles rotted all over its body, bones were visible deeply, pus flowed horizontally, and pale flames were spitting out from its mouth.
This turned out to be a "dragon lich", a legendary undead!
This death dragon spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, leaving half of the forest in absolute darkness, wrapping the passing "time" in it, and only a faint light could be vaguely seen struggling and tearing.
In the nearby air, two huge figures appeared again, one was a mummy wrapped in tawny strips of cloth, the strong aura made Douglas and Fernando in the distance feel it, and the other was a monster with only a skeleton left all over its body, it was larger than a dragon lich, as if it were a skeleton left behind by the legendary sea monster in the endless ocean.
These two necromancers, who were definitely legendary, were entangled in their respective halos, and threw themselves into the deep darkness created by the "Dragon Lich", so the last haze of "time" was also covered.
In the forest, undead creatures such as demons, zombies, skinless dogs, mummies, dead souls, and ghosts are like a raging tide, climbing and covering the "darkness".
"A legendary necromancer is really terrifying, especially since he is still famous for mastering the 'Death Lord' profession of the powerful undead legion, Ketonia is finished......" Fernando is very involved in the necromancer, and when he saw the scene at this time, he was inevitably a little stunned.
Among the other legendary professions of the necromancer system, whether it is the "Pale Lord" or the "Demigod Lich", although there are also many "helpers", they are not as good as the "Death Lord" who takes this as their "main job".
If the Pope hadn't destroyed the main "Legion" of the "Death Lord", he would have been able to withstand most of the legends in the Great Holm area alone, you know, when he was in his prime, there were two legendary third-order necromancers!
The depths of the forest were dark, no sound leaked out, it was extremely quiet, both weird and terrifying, making it impossible to understand the progress of the battle, so Fernando had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and continue the "topic" just now: "Satisfied answer?"
Didn't the old fox say before that only by obtaining the cooperation of the nobles could he impress the organization of the three legendary mages to join? Is he lying again?
Anold glanced at him and Douglas, and the old god said in the ground: "Although His Excellency Tannanos was dissatisfied with the Empire's actions and was unwilling to go to Aalto to help, as one of the strong people who once stood at the top of this world, he did not lack judgment of the situation and understood that this was the last chance to save himself!"
"Taking advantage of the opportunity that most of the main force of the church is being dragged to the west by Abel, Dracula, Danissus and other powerful people of various races and the legendary lords of the empire, we must save ourselves! Once the dust settles, it may not even be as good as the rats in the sewer!"
"This is the last chance, die or live better, we understand, they are the elite of the magicians, and they also understand that even if I don't contact 'say hello', they should have made a move recently."
Speaking of this, Arnold laughed: "Originally, they didn't value us very much, but Sharp's commission inspired me, so with this action, from the beginning, the real target was the 'Heart of Time' Ketonia, the most promising epic knight among the nobles, and relatively closer to the strong of the church."
"No wonder Sharp made a random commission at the beginning, and before he made more confirmations, you pushed so actively!" Fernando felt more and more anxious, he didn't even see this, until now that he thought about it, he realized that the old fox's attitude at that time was too eager!
Arnold smiled and said nothing, but Douglas nodded and said, "Even we believe that this time is to assassinate Alfonso, how could Ketonia doubt it?"
"But what if Rig is not a traitor? Didn't the heart of time come?" Fernando already understood that completing Sharp's commission was just a superficial disguise to cover up the real goal, but he still had some questions in his heart.
Arnold smiled like a fox who stole a chicken: "The real goal is Alfonso, by assassinating him, provoking conflicts between the nobles and the church, and winning over some of the great nobles represented by Sharp, from which they gain space to survive."
Oh? Fernando looked at Arnold in astonishment, feeling that he couldn't keep up with his thinking.
Arnold smiled and said: "First of all, you must always remember our path: win over the nobles and sow discord between them and the church, so whether it is the siege of the pro-church 'Heart of Time' or the assassination of Alfonso, we are all fighting for this path, but the former is more effective and the latter is secondary."
"In the case that the former cannot be completed, the latter is our minimum guarantee, and it is definitely more than just disguise."
Fernando listened attentively, faintly grasping something essential, and for the first time he was eager to listen to the old fox continue.
Arnold's eyes turned to Douglas and said with a smile: "If you want to successfully achieve your goal, you must not make a plan that is interlocking and so refined that a slight accident in any link will fail, because there are so many accidents in actual action that it is terrifying, and people's hearts are too complex to fully grasp."
"The key to action is to conceal, disguise, deceive, conceal one's true purpose, disguise it as another idea, and this idea will help the real purpose to some extent, so as to avoid failure to the greatest extent, because what the enemy destroys is not what you really want, and even his destruction helps you, regardless of disguise or deception, it is inseparable from the support of detailed information and the concealment of one's own key information......"
He flew outside the forest, with his hands on his back, his white hair fluttering, and he spoke eloquently, indescribably calm and calm, which made Fernando stunned for a moment, and scolded from the bottom of his heart: The old fox is indeed the old fox!
But why doesn't he usually talk about it in such detail?
Douglas listened quietly, also with a feeling similar to Fernando, before the Battle of Antifleur, he had been focusing on research, was rejected by other magicians, basically did not preside over the overall situation, make plans, and arrange actions.
His heart moved: "Mr. President, are you teaching me?"
He used honorific titles.
Arnold turned his head, smiled and looked at the forest still shrouded in absolute darkness, and said with old age and emotion: "No matter how strange your problem is, you are the most potential magician in the union, hey, although Fernando is smart, but he is too impatient and uncalm, so I have to tell you some of my experience before I die."
"Old fox!"
"Mr. Chairman......
Arnold raised his hand to stop their words, and continued: "In this war that made the magicians despair, so many legendary lords have fallen, let alone me? Maybe at some point, I will be killed by a cardinal, an epic knight or a night watchman, I will not be luckier than others, and maybe within a hundred years, I will have aged and died, this is the law of nature, unless I become a legendary magician, it will be difficult to break through."
"My greatest wish now is to hope that the magician will return to the highest position in this world and build a brilliant and brilliant magic empire."
His eyes did not leave the legendary battlefield, and his voice became slightly low: "I don't know if I can live to see this scene......"
I only hope to see "you" return to the supreme in my lifetime!
His back was a little rickety, and his white hair was so obvious.
At this time, an unimaginably brilliant light erupted in the darkness, illuminating the heavens and the earth.
(End of this chapter)