The sun was shining brightly, and the water in the lake was rippling in the golden light. Bellak, who was completely frozen, had not fallen yet, but the blue, snowflake-like solid air around him had already turned into raindrops.
When the raindrops reached the sky, they soon turned into white mist and blended into the surroundings.
When the ice in the air finally melted, Bellak's magic robe and his body collapsed like a sand sculpture, turning into white powder and scattering in the air.
"This power …" The effect of Evans' Freezing Ray was beyond Lucien's expectation. A sixth-circle senior-rank sorcerer was frozen together with his magic and the air, even though he had cast a defensive spell.
Although Bellak had underestimated the low temperature limit of the Frost Ray and chose the wrong defensive magic, it was still a fact that the seventh-circle spell was much more powerful than most ice and snow spells of the same level. What was even more terrifying was that this seventh-circle spell could be cast by a senior-rank sorcerer whose cognitive world was basically substantialized, with the help of the casting materials.
In other words, Lucien had lowered the requirement of the seventh-circle spell to the fifth or sixth circle while maintaining the power of the seventh-circle spell. Just like what the Congress of Magic had done in the past hundreds of years, many seventh-circle, eighth-circle, and ninth-circle spells had their requirement of one or two circles lowered, and some of them even lowered from senior-rank to middle-rank. If there was a chance, Lucien might be able to challenge an ancient sorcerer who was of a higher rank.
This was one of the major improvements brought by arcana research.
Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Crack … Lucien turned around and looked at Alferris. Alferris was staring at Bellak's ice powder with its half-transparent amber eyes, as if it could not believe what had just happened.
Alferris was also shocked by the power of the Freezing Ray. Lucien had to keep it a secret. Thinking to himself, Lucien smiled at Alferris, "What's wrong? Are you okay? "
"Ring … Amulet …" Alferris's young voice was filled with grief. Defeating enemies and collecting trophies was one of its favorite hobbies. As for the terrifying Frost Ray, which could make a fifth-circle sorcerer kill a senior-rank sorcerer, Alferris was not in the mood to think about it right now.
This is the normal Alferris. Lucien wiped the non-existent cold sweat off his forehead. "Those broken materials are also very valuable."
In fact, after Lucien's cognitive world had been substantialized, he could use Elemental Swirl twice. Therefore, with the help of Alferris, Lucien still had a lot of ways to kill Bellak. However, Lucien decided to use his most powerful trump card right away.
"Really?" Alferris regained its energy and asked eagerly.
"Of course," Lucien replied without changing his expression.
Those broken materials were indeed very valuable, but they were far less valuable than the ring and the amulet. Also, they had been damaged by the cold, so they might not even be comparable to level-one or level-two magic items. However, there was no way Lucien would tell Alferris about this. After all, Alferris was only going to keep them for decoration.
Flapping its wings, Alferris swooped down and collected all the materials as fast as lightning.
"Are you happy, Alferris?" Lucien asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Alferris answered happily as it counted the glittering materials in its hand.
"So, it's time for you to give me back the Element ring." Lucien was still smiling.
Alferris suddenly froze, as if it was struck by lightning. Then it pretended that nothing had happened and said, "I'll keep pretending to be you."
"I don't need to go out for now." Lucien adjusted his monocle and contacted his teacher Fernando, his classmate Thompson, the president of the Will of Elements, Morris, and Raventi.
Seeing that Lucien was determined, Alferris took off the Holm Crown ring and returned it to Lucien reluctantly.
…
In Renstadt, Kingdom of Holm.
Adrian, the red robe, finished his sermon to the several conservative grand nobles and stepped out of the heavily guarded manor.
Seeing this, the coachmen who were waiting nearby gently pulled the dragon-scale horses to the front of Adrian.
The dozen cardinals, pastors, and Knight who followed Adrian quickly walked forward and stood in two lines. The guards stood by the door of the coach in the middle and welcomed Adrian to get on.
Adrian drew a cross in front of his chest and prayed in a low voice. Then he slowly walked to the coach with the dignity of a cardinal.
Suddenly, a sense of danger spread out in his heart, as if he was warned by the Lord. Subconsciously, he used the level seven divine spell, Chaos Transmission.
A holy gate covered in milky white light opened in front of him.
However, just as he was about to step in, the illusory door that looked like the entrance to Mountain Paradise shook violently and suddenly shattered.
The ninth-circle force field spell, Space Lock!
Then the temperature in the surroundings rose rapidly. The air was scorching hot, and the ground turned into orange magma. The cardinals, pastors, and Knight all turned into smoke before they could even scream.
Andrade's red robe began to melt, and the magic absorbing armor and the blade barrier were also melting like candles in the horrifying heat and fire.
The ninth-circle elemental spell, Raventi's Fiery Hell!
The effect was triggered, but "Radiant Leap" was still locked. Andrade could only wail in pain as he died.
A few minutes later, the burning Fiery Hell calmed down. The coachmen were horrified to see a deep crater. The size of the crater was just enough to cover the dozen clerics. However, the coach and the coachmen were not hurt at all. The dragon-scale horses were still snorting leisurely.
The remaining fire burned a few words on the ground not far away:
"Equal Revenge."
…
At noon, in a quiet church in the city of Renstadt.
There were no believers coming in or out of the church, because it had been transformed into a monastery for the ascetics. All the luxurious decorations had been replaced by thorns that symbolized suffering.
In the room where the cardinal used to live, a young man in his twenties was tempering his soul with pain and tenacity in the dark. He had a buzz cut, and his body was tall and sturdy, giving people the feeling that he would never collapse.
He was Abraham, the most devout, most talented, and most knowledgeable in theology among the current generation of ascetics. Many of the latest theological changes were proposed by him. Varantine did not like Abraham's views, but he had to admit that Abraham was very likely to become a red robe in the next five years. Abraham was also one of the young clerics who had the most potential to step into the realm of the Holy Spirit. Many red robes and grand cardinals even regarded Abraham as a future saint.
When the Congress of Magic started to blaspheme God, Abraham was the first cleric who proposed to come to the Kingdom of Holm. In his own words, "Only difficulties and dangers could purify the devotion to God. Without suffering and death, how could the glory of devotion be shown? "
Abraham walked barefoot in the room that was full of thorns. The pain did not make him groan at all. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the dark room seemed to be lit up, as if something holy had come from Mountain Paradise.
Outside the room, four burning meteors fell from the sky and hit the church heavily.
The ninth-circle spell, Meteor Burst!
This was a spell that involved both the school of Element and the school of Astrology.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a few consecutive explosions, the monastery was leveled to the ground.
Abraham's body was torn into pieces, and his eyes were wide open. He had no idea why he died. Shouldn't he be improving himself through dangerous experiences?
In the sky, Morris opened the gate of Precise Teleportation and left before the defense circle in Renstadt was activated.
…
Not far from the Radiance Church, the base of the Knights of the Holy Grail.
Sigma, a level six Knight, was wearing the pure white armor of a Knight of the Holy Grail. Leading several Knights, he was patrolling the area.
Suddenly, Sigma jumped forward. He was very fast, but the lightning in the sky was faster than him.
The lightning struck Sigma's back and the holy wings that had sprouted out of his body.
Radiance flickered. This bolt of lightning didn't cause paralysis like normal and create pitch-black darkness. Instead, it vibrated at high speed. Like a table knife cutting through cheese, it easily cut through the pure and holy wings and white armor. The insides were charred black and melted.
"Fernando's Lightning Furnace!"
This fifth-circle spell in the hands of an eighth-circle sorcerer was as powerful as a normal eighth-circle spell!
Thompson left quickly after leaving the words, "Equal revenge".
…
On the thirty-third floor of the Headquarters of the Magic Council in Allyn.
"Sir, the ten red robes, ascetics, and Knight of the Holy Grail have been eliminated. We've shown the Church our determination to take revenge. In the future, if the Church dares to assassinate our sorcerers in Allyn or Renstadt, we'll pay them back ten times more. "Thompson reported to Fernando, the Lord of Storm.
Fernando slightly nodded, "The ten chosen are all on the pope's side, aren't they?"
"Yes. The red robes and ascetics all support the pope's reform of theology, and the Knight of the Holy Grail is fanatically loyal to the pope." Thompson answered affirmatively, and then he said a bit worriedly, "Sir, we have to be prepared for a full-scale war. Facing such revenge, the Church will definitely fight back. "
"Gather the sorcerers and get ready. Also, leak the news to the nobles. If they want to control the two sides in a balance, they will have to bear the counterforce of such control. " Fernando laughed mockingly, "Let's see if they'll choose a side to help, or if they'll continue to maintain the fragile balance, or if they've made up their minds to watch us fight head-on and take down both sides together in the end."
"A full-scale war will definitely take place in Holm. It's impossible for them to benefit from it. The best choice is to threaten the Church to keep calm in order to maintain the fragile balance. When the gap between the two sides is huge, there are only so many choices if they want to benefit from the balance! "
After hearing Fernando's analysis, Thompson turned around and left, ready to convey the will of the Highest Council to the Affair Committee.
After a while, Fernando saw Lucien walking in with Alferris.
"You've been quite careful this time." Fernando still did not praise Lucien. "What's the matter?"
"Sir, I've finished another paper." Lucien smiled.
Fernando did not take over the paper. Instead, he observed Lucien up and down carefully with his red eyes.
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