Chapter 913 Undercurrent

The rotting silt exuded a foul odor, and a wild wolf that broke into it in a panic sank into it, wailing to pull its leg out, but it sank deeper and deeper until the sludge flooded its ears and nose, interrupting its screams.

When Vicente returned to the swamp, he happened to see this scene and saw an eerie and cold black-robed man floating in the place where he often moved.

Only white bones were left in the exposed areas of the black-robed man, needle-like red flames beating in his sunken eye sockets, and his clothes were made of gorgeous gold threads to form a peculiar pattern.

He also noticed Vicente's return, and said in a hoarse and gloomy voice like a dead man: "Where did you go just now? The Magic Council has a messenger coming."

Vicente said lightly: "I went home and solved some things."

And, picked up Shirley.

"Go home? Solve the problem? You slaughtered the city? You destroyed the churches and courts in the city?" The black-robed lich said in shock and anger, "Do you know how much trouble this will cause us? Do you want to destroy the organization?"

When the church has an absolute advantage, there is a necromancer slaughtering the city, this is definitely an extremely provocative behavior, and it will definitely attract legendary level hunting!

"Congers, this is my business, if you are not satisfied, I can quit the organization." Vicente replied simply, without any argument.

This lich is the leader of the "Soul Supreme", the archmage Congers, when the Cooks changed, he relied on the many necromancer life-saving spells and weird, and escaped by chance, but later the "Soul Supreme" was also devastated, only a small number of members escaped, and he had to hide completely for a while.

A few years later, the rumors passed, and he left the hidden place to try to reorganize the "Soul Supremacy", during which he accidentally learned that the half-plane of the "Death Lord" had never been found by the church and seemed to be automatically sealed, so he returned to the swamp near Cooks to look for clues about the half-plane that the "Death Lord" might have left behind, and accidentally found a self-taught necromancer in the swamp, Vicente Miranda.

With just a few common necromancer grimoires and incomplete materials in the swamp, he became an official magician within a few years, which made Congus, who was planning to reorganize the "Soul Supreme", appreciate it very much, so he substituted Vicente into the "Soul Supreme" in the name of guidance.

But what happened more than 20 years later made Congers simply unable to believe his eyes, this guy named "Vicente Miranda" may be because he did not receive formal magic education, many ideas are simply contrary to the fundamental concept of the necromancy, but because of this, he is completely unbound by past knowledge, he has really improved and corrected many necromancer concepts, and has repeatedly made huge breakthroughs in the field of human body structure and circulation, and has received several real-world feedbacks. At a speed that Kangus couldn't imagine, he was promoted to the Nine Rings!

Even in the heyday of the Magic Empire, as far as Congus knows, there are only four or five people who can compare to this record, and even the "Sun King" Thanos, who is known as the most powerful magician, also took longer than Vicente because of the initial specialness of the "Traceless One of Destiny".

Of course, Congers also benefited greatly from Vicente's huge breakthrough, plus the "Mathematical Principles of Magic Philosophy" and "Fundamentals of Calculus" from the Magic Council, his cognitive world is close to semi-solidification, and he is sure to try to become a legend within fifty years.

Therefore, Congers has mixed feelings about Vicente, obviously preparing to treat and cultivate him as a student, but in a short period of time, he is on an equal footing with himself and has the strength to compete with himself, so that he is busy rebuilding the organization before he has time to establish a teacher-student relationship with him and cultivate a friendship that can trust each other.

However, Congus also had no idea of suppressing Vicente and protecting his rights for the time being, because he knew that Vicente might have had an adventure and sacrificed part of his flesh and blood with a strange item, otherwise he would not have been able to break through to the official mage in the case of a bad environment and materials, so if he wants to be promoted to legend, he needs a greater theoretical breakthrough and takes longer, and he is different.

Listening to Vicente's simple and cold answer, Conges held back his anger and said, "This kind of thing won't happen again in the future, right?"

"Cooks also has a 'mad dog'." Vicente had no concealment.

"Just a night watchman?" Congers breathed a sigh of relief, "I will tell all branches and major organizations to pay attention to concealment recently."

Vicente nodded slightly: "Who is the messenger of the Magic Council?"

He was very interested in this aspect because he had read "Mathematical Principles of the Philosophy of Magic" and "Fundamentals of Calculus" with Congers, and was extremely shocked by the ideas contained in them, and linked them to his own achievements in the field of human body structure and circulation.

Therefore, even though he is still indifferent and cold on the surface, he has long wanted to meet Derek Douglas, the author of these two books.

Conges floated in front of Vicente: "It's Fernando, one of the authors of "Fundamentals of Calculus"."

His senses of the Magic Council are equally complex, resisting the other party's intention to merge his "Soul Supreme" organization, and on the other hand, he is quite grateful for the other party's public sharing of "Mathematical Principles of Magic Philosophy" and "Fundamentals of Calculus".

"Then you can see it." Vicente touched the storage bag in his arms.

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In the hidden forest of "Soul Supremacy".

A small bazaar for exchanging magic materials and spell books was buzzing and noisy today, as Vicente and Congus passed by the edge and stepped into the underground palace.

"The appointment is half an hour later." Congers sat down behind his desk.

Vicente did not answer, turned to Congers' bookshelf, pulled out a thick book, and read it seriously.

Time passed very quickly, half an hour passed before I knew it, at this time, the magician in charge of the reception walked in with a bright lady.

"Fernando?" Congers asked uncertainly, it was really this flamingly bright lady who was very different from Fernando.

Fernando nodded slightly: "I was recently targeted by the church's night watchman, so I had to change and go out."

He pulled his belt, his chest suddenly sunken, and his whole person turned into a short and handsome man.

Vicente looked at this scene and said to himself in disgust: "Perverted."

Born as a normal person, he still attaches great importance to the boundaries between men and women, even if there is a need for change, it is only the difference between height and appearance.

Fernando immediately became angry: "At least it's better than you who make people feel disgusted when they see it!"

Vicente did not answer, disdainful of arguing with him.

After Fernando roared a few words, he saw that the other side did not respond, so he lost motivation, so he turned to look at Congers: "I want to meet the author of "Human Structure and Circulation Theory".

Congers recently compiled Vicente's research into a book in exchange for the latest research results of the Magic Council Douglas, Fernando, and the mysterious "Silver Gray Lady".

Conges raised his bone palm and pointed at Vicente: "It's him."

"Huh?" Fernando, who had already become an archmage, noticed that Vicente, who was also an archmage, was so young!

In the market outside.

Oliver, who already had two mustaches, participated in such a lively magic meeting for the first time under the leadership of his friends, looking for beautiful female magicians while casually looking at magic books.

In the past 20 years, limited by the level of books and the lack of teaching, he still stayed in the Five Rings.

"Mathematical Principles of the Philosophy of Magic", "Fundamentals of Calculus"...... What kind of books are these?" Oliver hid in Tibet, rarely attended magic gatherings, many things, many books, never heard of.

The stall owner looked at the hillbilly on his face: "Just look at it."

"Hey, can you watch it yourself?" Oliver picked up the book honestly and unceremoniously.

After a while, he forgot about chasing beautiful female magicians, forgot everything around him and completely immersed himself in the world of books.

There is such a book!

There is such a theory!

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Holy City of Reims, Great Hall of Light.

Cardinal Adrian, a ninth-rank cardinal, stepped into this sacred room in awe, not daring to raise his head before meeting Pope Gregory.

At the beginning of the year, His Majesty the Pope used the "Divine Descent Technique" to kill the Earth Mother Goddess, completely driving magicians, dark creatures, and the Church of Gods into the dark mountains and the kingdom surrounded by mountains, which officially announced the complete destruction of the Sylvanas Empire, the only remaining of the three magical empires!

After Adrian visited the Pope, he discovered that the most powerful saint, Ivan, was also in the Hall of Light, receiving orders from the Pope.

"During this time, you will organize cardinals and epic knights to patrol along the Dark Mountains, and be prepared for the gradual invasion after fifteen years." Pope Gregory estimated his recovery time and added a certain margin.

The handsome and masculine Ivan lowered his head: "Obey the Pope's edict."

Watching Ivan leave, Grigory narrowed his eyes slightly, although he had cards such as excursion in his hand, and he was not worried about the rebellion of the saints at all, but he still habitually took precautions, such as keeping Ivan always on the front line of the holy city of Reims or the Dark Mountains, and not allowing him to return to the northern region where he started, such as dispersing several cardinals with whom he had a good relationship to various dioceses.

After a moment of silence, Gregory said to Adrian kindly: "I will appoint you as the bishop of the Ice and Snow Cathedral in the Northern Province of the Shahran Empire, and I hope you can assist Felix well."

Sand mixing is also one of the means of prevention.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Adrian replied sincerely.

(End of this chapter)