His voice was high and low, making it impossible to find Sharp's specific location. Inside the hotel, shadows flashed and disappeared one after another. They were exactly Fernando and the other sorcerers who were alarmed by the battle just now.
"Find a way to escape. See you in Lake Lamoag in the Land of Thousand Lakes!" Hardly had Douglas appeared in a corner when Fernando extended his telepathic bond to him vigilantly and tacitly, telling him the rendezvous point after they were separated.
It was not that he was scared of "Blue Grace" Sharp. Now that Douglas, the ninth-circle archmage, was there, he believed that it was possible for them to kill the enemy after they joined hands. After all, Douglas was one of the best archmages who knew "Time Stop", and Fernando was capable of many senior-rank weird spells himself. Although he could not compete with the gold Knight yet, he could influence, disrupt, weaken, and restrict the enemy, making the battle of the same level one-sided.
However, this was Renstadt, under the watch of many experts. They would be noticed and attacked if they made any noise. If one of the two figures in the Nekso Palace or the Radiance Church took action, they wouldn't have any chance of survival at all. "Sword of Truth" Williamson Hoffenberg accepted the Church's invitation and went to the frontline in Aalto. It was "Heart of Time" Kritonia who guarded the Nekso Palace. It was a name that made even legendary sorcerers tremble!
Ever since he was born, he had been following Williamson Hoffenberg when he was young, strong, and vigorous, killing powerful sorcerers, sea clans, elves, vampires, devils, and demons one after another, paving the stairs to the legendary domain with their bones and blood. Later, he even killed Osiris, the legendary sorcerer, and Faceless, the legendary knight of darkness. Stepping on their heads, he advanced into the second level of legendary. His name was so famous that anyone who heard it would be intimidated!
One of the battles was less than ten years after he advanced into a legendary Knight. During a routine chase, he ran into Osiris, the former governor of Holm and the Lord of Shadows in the Sylvanas Magic Empire.
He was a powerful sorcerer who had lived for at least four thousand years. He was so close to level-three of legendary, but he never made the breakthrough. He had to leave Antiffler and replace Viken, the King of Calamities, as the governor of Holm. Then, in the War of Dawn, he was ambushed by Hoffenberg, the Sword of Truth, and a Grand Cardinal in the saint level. He was heavily wounded and went missing mysteriously.
As a result, Holm, the territory on the Storm Strait of the Sylvanas Magic Empire, became leaderless. The few legendary sorcerers who were not experienced and strong did not listen to anyone, nor did they join the legendary sorcerers of the Asso Empire. Under the attacks of the Church and the noble Knight, they perished one after another, making the glory of the Sword of Truth and making him one of the only nine level-three legendary Knights.
However, after Holm fell apart, and a new generation of noble Knight grew up, Osiris, the Lord of Shadows, came back to life and encountered Kritonia, the Heart of Time.
The aftermath of the battle destroyed most of the witnesses. According to them, after the Heart of Time destroyed the phylactery of the Lord of Shadows, he said confidently, "You're old. Even your soul and your spells have decayed …"
It also resolved some of the sorcerers' confusion. Generally speaking, sorcerers could suppress knights of the same level. Despite their special blood power, they could only tie with each other. It had never been said that a legendary knight could kill a legendary sorcerer in a one-on-one battle. At first, the sorcerers suspected that it was because the Lord of Shadows hadn't completely recovered from the fatal wounds caused by the saint grand cardinals and the Sword of Truth, and his strength had plummeted. But now, they had another valid reason.
Yes, Osiris, the Lord of Shadows, was too old. He was approaching the limits of his life. His soul was decaying. Naturally, his spiritual power and magic power had plummeted!
Although it made the sorcerers feel better, they soon had to face a problem, which was that not only was the Lord of Shadows old, but also the Magic Empire seemed to be old and decayed.
In the hundreds of years of war, young grand cardinals or legendary Knights had been born one after another. Many of them were as distinguished as the Heart of Time, such as Rudolph, the Angel of Judgment, and the few grand cardinals before they became popes. In the three Magic Empires, few new legendary sorcerers had advanced, and none of them were "young people" who were five hundred years old. They were obviously old and decayed.
The speed of advancement was actually the same as before the War of Dawn, but that was in peacetime, and the legendary sorcerers had lived long enough. It didn't matter if nobody advanced for a while. Right now, many people compared it to the "sunset" in the evening. Although there was still some brilliance left, it would eventually disappear into the darkness unstoppably.
Many seasoned sorcerers even sighed. "The old will be replaced by the young. It's an irreversible fate. Faced with the young, vigorous Church and the nobles, the sorcerers and the Magic Empire are like old bodies that have long decayed. They will fall at the first poke."
For some reason, those thoughts flashed in Douglas's mind, making him feel uncannily sad. Then, he controlled his feelings and planned to jump out of Sharp's lock with the shadow and help other sorcerers escape.
"You run first. Don't worry about them!" Old Grimm suddenly flew up and floated in the air, blocking the falling water droplets.
His dull, dull, lifeless left eye turned dark, as if it was hiding a bottomless hole of death that could absorb all the lives in the world.
Douglas understood what Old Grimm meant very well. The other sorcerers who weren't even senior-rank were dead, but he, as a ninth-circle archmage, was the hope for the revival of the Magic Empire. However, he still hesitated for a moment. At the same time, he sensed that the previous battle did not attract the attention of the churches nearby.
In midair, Sharp's voice arrived with splashing water. "I 'blocked' the neighborhood before I attacked. Nobody will notice anything. I have something to say to you."
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when he suddenly appeared in the lobby of the hotel. He walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of hard liquor.
Douglas did not take action. He looked at Old Greene and Fernando, who was covering for the others, respectively. Intense surprise spread out in his heart. At the same time, a faint hope arose in his heart.
Sharp had exposed the matter voluntarily without keeping it a secret from the Church. Was he planning to cooperate with the Union, too? Had his idea been approved by the Sword of Truth far away in Aalto?
"Remember to pay for the liquor and the repair fee." Old Grimm landed and resumed his lackadaisical state.
Fernando stepped into the lobby and asked Sharp, who was drinking with his eyes narrowed, "What is it?"
Sharp chuckled. "I want to kill someone, but it's inconvenient for me to do it myself. I'm told that sorcerers will accept such a request?"
"Who is it?" Douglas pressed his hands, hinting Fernando not to be rash.
His calm attitude made Fernando pull a long face. He held back the thought of mocking Sharp's cowardice and listened to his answer carefully.
Sharp had another mouthful of liquor and smiled again. "Alfonsol. The person I want to kill is Alfonsol."
Alfonsol? There were many people with that name, but most of them were from the countries around the Holy City. In Renstadt, there were only a few answers to the name, and only one of them was enough for Sharp to kill!
"Alfonsol, the red robe?" Old Grimm's dull eyes shone with deep brilliance.
Fernando was surprised, too. 'Blue Grace', the gold Knight and the deputy captain of the Sword of Truth's Knight Legion, had entrusted an 'evil' sorcerer to assassinate a level-nine red robe? This matter was too strange!
"Yes. He is a man who worships the Lord and believes that all the power belongs to the Lord. The nobles are also lambs. So, we don't get along very well." Sharp looked at the three of them with a vague smile.
"Alfonsol, the red robe, is a level-nine cleric. He is the main assistant of Franz, the Angel of Grace, and the real giant of the Inquisition in the Holm parish …" Douglas had been collecting intelligence about Renstadt recently. Franz, the Angel of Grace, was one of the two saint cardinals of the Church who stayed in the territory of the Storm Strait. He was a level-three expert who could add 'saint' before his name!
Old Grimm lowered his eyes again. "Alfonsol barely leaves Renstadt. Who can assassinate him under the protection of Franz? Unless they don't want to live anymore … "
The assault on the Inquisition had raised a great uproar, and Kritonia, the Heart of Time, had taken over the case in person. If Alfonsol was lured away from Renstadt by leaking his whereabouts, the Heart of Time would probably be with him! He would be no easier to deal with than the Angel of Grace. Kritonia was known as a legendary Knight who was closest to level-three!
Even someone as proud and bad-tempered as Fernando did not have the courage to accept it directly. It might not be possible even if the entire Union was involved.
"Haha." Sharp raised his head and laughed aloud, as if he were having a good time. Then, he lowered his head and looked at Douglas and Fernando without a smile. "What's wrong? Scared? "
He stood up and said condescendingly, "It's a good strategy to attract the nobles to resist the Church. However, you've forgotten one thing. This is a game that only the strong can play!"
"You can't even kill a level-nine red robe? Are you qualified to play such a game of balance? How many legendary sorcerers do you have? How capable are you to resist the Church? "
"If you are not capable, no matter what you do, as long as the legendary sorcerers of Aalto are defeated and the Church is freed, you will still be doomed. None of the nobles will dare to cooperate with you."
He sniffed. "Stay away from Hathaway. If Grimm hadn't been with you, I would've …"
Pausing for a moment, he walked to the door with his hands behind his back. "A bunch of rats shouldn't be involved in the battle of giants!"
Fernando blushed, and a terrible storm seemed to be hidden in his eyes. If Douglas hadn't suppressed him in secret, he would've burst out.
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