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Chapter 347

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Søren fell into deep thought.

Unknowingly, he had returned to his room. When he saw the scroll of the level 3 spell [Melf's Minute Meteor] on the table, he seemed to have remembered something and made a decision. The instant casting of spells was basically done after the legendary level. The most important thing for him now was his current combat power. It was too difficult to hold on to the ability to cast instant spells all the way to the legendary level. He might even have the ability to become a god by then. If he could become a god, it was not impossible to replace the ability to cast instant legendary spells in the future.

The realm of the gods was full of mystery!

So Søren quickly made a decision and silently said, "I choose the metamagic ability [Spell Maximization]!"

Once the ability was chosen.

Søren's thoughts were completely opened. He quickly had new ideas about the total number of spells he had mastered, the combat application of various spells, and the types of spells to memorize.

First, the level 1 spells!

Defensive spells were not very useful for Søren who had amazing Dexterity and strong Constitution. It could be said that most of the level 1 spells were not as good as him drawing his sword and slashing it twice. Therefore, all the level 1 spell slots were used to memorize [Arcane Missile]. Søren currently had six level 1 spells. If he memorized all of them, he could rely on the ability [Spellcasting Proficiency] to instantly cast 30 missile attacks, which was equivalent to a level 6 spell [Missile Storm].

(Note: Arcane Missile limit is 5, Lesser Missile Storm limit is 15, casting time is 2 seconds, Advanced Missile Storm limit is 30, casting time is 3 seconds.)

In addition to the Transformation Combat Wizard, there were also the Cold Wizard, the Death Immunity Wizard, the Missile Burst Wizard, and the Bigby's Five Consecutive Palms Wizard. The most powerful ones should be the Transformation Wizard and the Bigby's Five Consecutive Palms Wizard. These two Wizard systems were born before the Arcane Empire. Currently, there were very few people who could master these two sets of combat spells.

(Note: Bigby, one of the most famous combat Wizards in history. The inventor of Bigby's Protective Palm [Level 5], Bigby's Flying Palm [Level 6], Bigby's Grappling Palm [Level 7], Bigby's Diamond Palm [Level 8], and Bigby's Crushing Palm [Level 9]. These five spells are the legendary Bigby's Five Consecutive Palms, a set of combat spells enough to kill a legendary warrior in a head-on fight.)

There were two sets of spells that could challenge the gods. The first was the Melf's Minute Meteor that Søren discovered, and the second was the Bigby's Five Consecutive Palms Bigby's Five Consecutive Palms....

Among them, Melf's Minute Meteors had an even lower casting requirement!



Once the idea was open, the ideas were much easier.

Soran was not lacking in survivability, so there was no need for him to memorize a large number of defensive spells like other wizards. Therefore, the spell slots he had were used for support and burst attacks. The Level 2 spells were Brute Force and Cat's Grace. The remaining three spell slots were all used to memorize Arcane Missile [Empower Spell].

... level 3 spells to be.

However, Soran chose to give up on memorizing most of the spells. He only kept Fly, and then used all the other spell slots to memorize Arcane Missile [Maximum Spell].

In this way.

His BIUBIUBIU Arcane Missile Storm had been formed. From level 1 to level 3, he had memorized a total of 12 Arcane Missiles.

With such a missile storm attack, it was not difficult to drown the enemy in an instant!

Starting from level 4 spells, Søren's spell memory was a lot more cautious. This was because it was the key to the battle and also an important ability buff.

He chose Brute Force [Extreme Spell], Cat's Grace [Extreme Spell], and Greater Invisibility.

As a Professional Level 10 Wizard, Søren had the last two level 5 spell slots. However, he did not want to memorize other spells because he was going to use them to memorize his trump card.

That was, Melf's Minute Meteor!

This was a level 3 spell. With the help of the Metamagic Ability [Extreme Spell], it required level 5 spell slots to be memorized.

Since it was to maximize the lethality, he naturally could not use level 3 spell slots to memorize it.



For the first time, Søren had a fairly clear position on the choice of spell memory.

As a top Rogue, he was still a novice in the field of Wizards. Until the spells and abilities he had mastered gradually took shape, his mind began to gradually become clear. Although he had 22 points of Intelligence and a level 10 Wizard, Søren could only use about 20 spell slots. The lack of spell slots made him unable to cast spells calmly like other Wizards. He could only turn the core of the battle into an instant burst, as much as possible to match his Rogue's fighting style.

The spell was formed.

Søren became clearer about his position. He looked at his remaining 80,000 Slaughter EXP and chose to memorize most of the core spells in his mind.

In this way, he avoided the trouble of needing a spell book to memorize them!

Professional Level 10 was a watershed. From here on, the Slaughter EXP needed to level up to more than 100,000. Especially spellcasting professions, it would increase by more than 20% compared to other melee professions.

In a short time.

Søren probably did not have much Slaughter EXP to allocate to his Wizard profession level. Instead, he was preparing to focus on the legendary Rogue skill [Shadow Realm].

The morning passed quickly.

After Søren sorted out his thoughts, he opened the attribute page. Now he was no longer a thief on the streets of Amber City. Even compared to the past, he had many advantages in many aspects.

For example, abilities.

Now, his attributes had become:

"Name: Søren.

Race: Half-elf [Son of Slaughter].

Attributes: Strength 19 (+ 7, Giant's Strength + 6), Agility 26 (+ 2), Constitution 22 (+ 1), Intelligence 22 (+ 2), Wisdom 16 (+ 1), Charm 19 (+ 3, Mohe's Sorrow + 2).

Alignment: Lawful Evil.

Profession: Level 10 Commoner, Level 7 Rogue (0126500), Level 5 Shadow Dancer (018500), Level 10 Wizard (0148500) [Grade 4].

Health Points: 292292 [Sturdy].

EXP: 72075 (Slaughter EXP), 1545 (Professional EXP) [Unassigned].

Skill Points: None.

Attribute Points: None.

Legend Level: 27.

Divinity: 12 [Minor Divinity]. (Requires 30 points to upgrade [Minor Divinity].)

Status: Normal.

Basic Skills: Sneak 225, Literacy 275, Steal 75, Pick Lock 80, Snare 75, Focus 65, Negotiation 75, Appraise 45, Deception 40, Intimidation 75, Taunt 20, Act 25, Listen 45, Evasion 120, Parry 55, Block 30, Heal 65, Search 45, Detect 50, Scroll Copy 45, Spellcraft 35, Survival 45, Use Magic Device 35, Cooking 35, Alchemy 25.

Legendary Skills: Omnipotent Hands, Epic Dexterity.

Special Abilities: Blessing of the Misfortune Goddess, Blessing of the Sea Goddess, Dragonblood Baptism LV2, Killing Heart, Slayer, Ascetic, Scholar.

Personal Abilities: Nimble Left Hand, Eidetic Memory, Perseverance, Encyclopedic Knowledge, Spellcasting Proficiency, Reflex Evasion, Evasion Intuition, Roll Evasion, Nimble Movement, Evade Sight, Darkvision, Spell Control, Empower Spell, Maximise Spell, Minor Spell Resistance, Minor Cold Resistance, Minor Fire Resistance, Minor Poison Resistance, Minor Electric Resistance, Greater Dual-wielding, Sturdy, Regeneration [Intermediate], Telepathy 10 feet.

Profession Abilities: Shadow Weave, Military Weapon [Proficiency], Curved Sword [Legendary].

Combat Skills: Summon Shadow, Shadow Leap, Shadow Strike, Shadow Jump, Fear Gaze (Divine), Fear (Divine), Vampiric Touch (Divine), Counterspell, Sword Form [Heavy Hack], Sword Form [Horizontal Slash], Sword Form [Behead], Sword Form [Spinning Strike].



Attributes, Skills, and Abilities.

A powerful Professionist was built up from these three elements.

Now Søren had basically surpassed other professions of the same level in these three elements. The only obvious shortcoming was that his Taunt skill was only 20 points.

There was no other way!

Søren's fighting style had always been to get rid of the enemy quickly. There was basically no chance to taunt the enemy, so his Taunt skill was the one that grew the slowest.

Perhaps it was because he had more contact with women, his acting ability had improved, but his Taunt skill had not increased much.

Time passed day by day.

Søren devoted most of his energy to the process of analyzing 'Melf's Minute Meteor', but he was still busy with the layout of the camp. At the same time, some information from the outside world was sent over from Port Tylon.

War broke out.

There were local conflicts between the Orcs in the north and the southern kingdom, and the small-scale war made the situation even more confusing.

The rebels on the south coast counterattacked a city, and the decaying kingdom announced that they were bewitched by the evil devil. At the same time, they urgently called on the nobles in the kingdom to wipe out the rebels.

Unfortunately, there were very few people who responded. It seemed that in this period of chaos, many people had felt the premonition of the coming turmoil. The old aristocratic forces wanted to preserve their strength, and not many people were willing to expend too much energy at this time. Especially when the main force of the rebels had not been hit hard. There were only various rumors about the devil hiding behind the scenes, but no one could be sure of his identity.



South gate of the camp.

A sneaky figure came from the side, then climbed into a room through the window.

"Sir Priest."

The thin figure took off his cloak, then bowed slightly and said, "I didn't find anything. The guards at the warehouse are too strict, and there are magic traps set up by the witch. I dare not rashly go over and alarm them. "

There were many Rogues among the believers of the Lady of Riches.

He was one of them disguised as a follower, and he had been secretly trying to spy here since he arrived at the camp.

"Yes."

Kim was wearing a priest's robe inlaid with pearls and gems. She nodded slightly and said, "It's never wrong to be careful. Although he is friendly to us, it's best not to provoke him."

"Is there any news from the temple?"

Standing behind her was a middle-aged man, who looked like an ordinary follower, but in fact, he was a grade 3 wizard.

The followers of the Lady of Riches were very wide, and there were naturally many wizards who gave their faith to money. He immediately replied, "There is no clear news yet, but the church is secretly sending people to negotiate with the Sea Temple."

Level 5 spell 'Message Spell'.

After listening to his words, Kim pondered for a moment, then said, "Let them speed up. The decline of the City of Riches may make the Goddess dissatisfied with us. If we can open up the route here, the prosperous trade can enhance the Goddess' power and influence."

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

At this time.

Sitting in the corner, a young woman who looked like a woman, but not a professional, more like a merchant, said, "Kim. Is it necessary to be so anxious? "

"I don't think this Throat Cutter has much business sense at all!"

"These days, I often go out and walk around and find that he has invested most of his manpower and material resources into that broken land. These newly cultivated lands are basically of little value. Even if the weather is good for a year, they can't make much money. It's estimated that it's not as good as the wealth of a ship's round trip trade. With this time, energy, manpower, and material resources, if all of them are invested in the construction of the port, I'm afraid that the wealth earned in one year is comparable to the income of twenty years of farming! "

"In the end, he is just a short-sighted country tycoon who only knows how to guard that land."

Kim turned and glanced at her. It seemed that the young woman's status was quite high, so her attitude and tone were softer. She slowly shook her head and said, "Maybe it's not that simple. A pirate king who can rise in such a short time is definitely not a simple character. "

"Maybe he's plotting something bigger!"

Plotting something bigger?

The others couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

What was the bigger scheme behind this? Only then would they value the land more than the wealth at their fingertips?

When the young woman heard this, she seemed to be deep in thought. Her eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.



Sea temple.

Accompanied by the sound of something being smashed, the angry roar of the Naga Siren priest came from the hall, "How dare you! 'This ingrate that can't be fed!' I don't even know when he got involved with the Church of Riches! "

The Naga Siren priest had an angry expression on her face, and she took a deep breath to calm down.

A strange voice came from the side, which seemed to be coming from the sea under the temple. It said faintly, "Your Excellency! What should we do now? "

The Naga Siren priest closed her eyes and pondered for a moment. Then she opened her eyes and said, "This guy is getting harder and harder to control!"

"No!"

"We must send people to build the temple. He has developed a little in the outer islands. It's time to establish the faith of the sea goddess there."

The strange voice continued to come from under the sea, "What about the Church of Riches? These guys are not easy to deal with! "

"Agree to their request." The Naga Siren priest smirked and said slowly, "But they have to pay the price! Since they want to intervene in the outer islands, they must give up part of their own interests. Tell them that we must be allowed to spread our faith among the fishermen in the coastal areas before we agree to expand their trade in the outer islands. "

Faith exchange.

This was the plan of the Naga Siren priest!

It had always been difficult for the Sea Temple to find a breakthrough in the inland areas. They had been trapped near Port Tylon for nearly a hundred years.

Now the request of the Church of Riches was also an opportunity for her to spread her faith to the coastal areas. She did not dare to put forward conditions that were too excessive. She only targeted the fishermen who were likely to become believers of the sea goddess. As for whether they would further expand the scope and influence of the sea goddess after establishing a foundation along the coast, that was something to be discussed in the future.

The rich catch could easily open a breakthrough for them.

As long as the Church of Riches gave them a little authority, they could take root among the humans.

As for who would gain more and have more influence in the end, it would depend on the strength of each other's churches. The Naga Siren priest was very confident about this because as long as the sea route was cut off, the situation of the Church of Riches would be quite passive.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth could not help but reveal a trace of a sinister smile!



In the gloomy valley.

The strong smell of blood almost enveloped the land. There were dead vampire bats everywhere, as well as those ferocious vampire servants.

In the center were the bodies of the Dark Guards.

As powerful fallen advanced professions, they finally died under the siege of the dense vampire bats.

"How is it possible! … "

The black-robed priest was covered in blood from head to toe. Under his tattered black robe, his full body armor was exposed. He held a heavy warhammer in one hand and a shining shield in the other. His expression was a little blank as he murmured, "How could I have failed? … "

There were only five followers left near him.

In the end, all the survivors were priests, high-grade priests who could wear full-body armor and a shield. At the same time, it did not affect their spellcasting ability.

In such a fierce battle, priests were always the kind of people who could stand firm to the end!

"Patter."

The figure of the Demigod Vampire fell from mid-air. There were quite serious burn marks on his chest, but the flesh and blood there were rapidly regenerating. At this moment, he did not have the elegant and calm expression at the beginning because half of his head seemed to be severely burned. Many high-grade Dark Guards fell nearby, and there were only a few surviving vampire servants. Relying on a group of cannon fodder to deal with the Dark Guards, the price paid was naturally quite heavy.

"It's over."

The Demigod Vampire showed a proud smile on his face and said slowly, "The elites of the Church of Fear were all buried here by you. Even if you go back alive, the high priest will not let you go."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Choose to serve me! Or choose to die? "

"Now that you no longer have the ability to stop me, why are you obsessed with believing in a god who is about to fall? Be loyal to me! You are the next chief priest. What he can give you, I can also give you! "

"Clang."

The sound of a weapon falling to the ground.

The black-robed priest in front of him seemed to have given up resistance and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The Demigod Vampire showed a satisfied smile and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After defeating the elites of the Church of Fear, they no longer had the ability to stop him from stealing the Divine Power of Fear. When the Divine Power of Fear accumulated to a certain extent, then he would be qualified to touch the Divine Power of Fear!

In a dark corner in the valley.

The Hellpoemer took back the magic flute in his palm. He was surrounded by corpses that died in various ways, but one thing in common was that their expressions when they died were very peaceful.

He silently looked at the Demigod Vampire in front of him, and his eyes seemed to shine with a strange light.



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