Headshot Wizard - Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Ending (plus more!)

Although Lance had only survived in Ferendor for a while, he still had a certain understanding of the mysterious power composition of the entire plane of Criland.

There are mainly three mysterious power users who are above the worldly mortals. Among them, the most mainstream and most powerful are wizards. The gathering places of wizards are located in every corner of the plane of Criland, and Ferendor is only a corner of the west coast of the South Continent. Legend has it that there are extremely powerful wizards in the central and northern regions, where there are even wizards of level 4 and above. Even the most powerful Blue Mountains and Black Gold Fort near the West Coast, the most powerful are only third-level wizards.

It can be said that wizards hold powerful mysterious powers, but they disdain or don’t have time to deal with humans, so they rarely appear in the world.

In addition to the wizard, there are two other users of mysterious powers that can be considered as the mainstream profession of Criland, namely the magician and the sorcerer. The latter is the rarest. After all, there are not many descendants of powerful creatures such as ancient gods or demons; and the former may even come in more numbers than the most mainstream wizards.

The reason is also very simple, even an ordinary ordinary person without any talent-after joining a church of a certain god or false god, as long as his faith is sufficiently pious, he may be gifted by the gods. , Obtain at least one magical skill. Even if the vast majority of these people obtained the magical skills of relatively low [Holy Charm] or [Healing Minor Injury], they are still enough to obtain the title of [The Magician].

Theologians believe in gods, and they will devote their lives to developing believers for their gods. The more believers that develop, the more blessings the gods descend. The magicians firmly believe that their souls can ascend to the heaven built by the gods for the believers after death-but the wizards sneered at this.

In the words of a legendary (fourth-level) wizard many years ago: “Only those brainwashed idiots believe that the sixth-level wizard will have the courage and the king of the dead world to snatch the soul. Not to mention whether those people have mastered the soul forever. The method is also very questionable.”

In other words, for wizards, the so-called gods are nothing more than fictional images created by wizards of level 6 or above in order to use another method, that is, to gather the beliefs of mortals to strengthen themselves. According to the information handed down by ancient wizards, it can be known that a fourth-level wizard can be called a [legendary], and a fifth-level wizard can be called a [demi-god].

Because the power that the wizards possess is enough to make them gods in one universe.

From this perspective, arrogant wizards have always been dismissive of magicians. However, it was the first time Lance encountered a magician, and judging from the light swordsman he had summoned, this guy’s magical skills shouldn’t be weak.

He suddenly became interested.

At this moment, a phantom flashed by, and Dora broke free from the handcuffs and appeared inside the execution ground.

“This guy is handed over to me!” She said, the dagger in both hands rotated half a circle, and the whole person quickly rushed to the light swordsman.

“Huh?” Landry showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

But before he could speak, Lance jumped up, jumped directly onto the platform, and confronted Priest Lockhart.

Landry was completely angry: “He is mine!”

“I’m sorry, those knights are yours, you are better at dealing with them!” Lance smiled.

Landry took the little girl’s hand and turned around.

A dozen guardian knights in armor gathered around nervously.

“Will you kill them?” the little girl asked, blinking her big burgundy eyes.

Landry laughed and said, “Kill them? Of course not.”

His wrist flicked, and a staff appeared in his hand.

The faces of the knights showed a blank but horrified look, and they had instinctive fear in their hearts for these weird people who suddenly appeared. They saw the best swordsman in the temple silently frozen into iceman, and they didn’t know what to do.

The leader of the captain gritted his teeth and roared: “Kill them and destroy the heretics!”

“The brilliance of the goddess will always bless us!”

A dozen horses barely galloped over and rushed towards Landry and Scarlett.

The crowd onlookers held their breath. They don’t want to miss every magical detail.

The Cavaliers looked menacing, but for Landry, their movements were a bit slow. As early as when they chanted the slogan, his spell had already been chanted.

“This is the [quick cast] technique. I saw it in that book. You are wizards, right?” Scarlett’s eyes lit up and asked curiously.

Landry smiled indifferently, and gently pulled the staff in his hand.

The light blue frost condensed into a leaping hockey puck, which jumped frantically in mid-air, jumping from the top of one knight to the top of another knight. Every time the hockey puck hits the knights’ heads, it bounces back high and falls on the next knight’s head accurately. The knights who were spotted by the ice puck, like the black armored swordsman, were temporarily frozen into people wearing frost armor.

In the blink of an eye, the small hockey puck jumped continuously, and dozens of knights and horses were frozen into ice.

The little girl’s eyes widened suddenly, and the people watching also showed a look of horror.

Landry said triumphantly: “Look, that’s why that guy said I’m good at dealing with them.”

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On the high platform, Lockhart’s forehead was sweating wildly.

This time, he was really sweating, not acting for the goddess who didn’t know if he was paying attention.

The other people on the high platform had already ran aside in a panic, leaving enough room for the priest and Lance.

Lance glanced at the inside of the execution ground. Unsurprisingly, Landry had already dealt with all the guardian knights. His ice spells are the most suitable for dealing with mortals. These ice armors will not keep them in freezing forever, but will make them incapacitated, and for the next month, they will remain weak. state. As for the sequelae, some weak guys may keep the pain of arthritis in old age-but these are not within the scope of Lance’s mercy.

On the other side, Dora was playing happily with the Swordsman of Light. The guy Lockhart summoned was not weak. Even if Lance met him, it would take a while to solve the opponent. The opponent’s speed is very fast, and most people can’t keep up.

“Mr. Lockhart, looking at your expression, it seems that you are not very optimistic about your own strength.” Lance took a step forward.

The old man asked with a guard look: “Who are you on earth?”

“Outsider. Wizard.” Lance said concisely: “The last identity… the one who killed you.”

After that, he raised his hand, and a fireball shot out.

Lockhart snorted coldly, and the scripture in his hand bloomed brighter.

A thin mask of light shrouded him.

The fireball hit the mask, and the latter jerked slightly, quickly calming down.

“The second magical technique.” Lance smiled slightly: “I heard that ordinary magicians can only use three magical arts in a day. Unless the gods you believe in are extremely powerful, you can get more than three magical arts. Divine Art-But according to my observations, the so-called Yueqin Goddess is not a particularly powerful god, otherwise it would not have worked so hard to find this lost demiplane to propagate the doctrine.”

“Foolish spellcaster!” Lockhart pointed at Lance and sang loudly: “In the name of the goddess, I will purify you and other demons!”

Above the scriptures, a sharp blade of light emerged. Seven consecutive white lights fell from the sky and hit Lance’s body.

There was a scorching sensation on Lance’s skin, and the exposed skin began to make a chuckling sound, which was baked into crimson by the huge heat.

“This sacred stick finally got it right after a crooked beating, Lao Tzu is really a demon.”

Lance murmured secretly in his heart, before the blade of light was activated, his figure disappeared in place!

“Huh! Want to avoid the judgment of the goddess? It’s a fantasy! The Holy Light has the ability to track automatically…”

Lockhart’s triumphant voice went from high to low, and finally became silent.

Because he was stunned to see that Lance’s speed was unparalleled, and the seven lights that could automatically track the target were actually his speed!

“What a terrible speed!” When this idea came to his mind, Lance had already appeared behind him!

The Holy Light struck over immediately.

Lockhart’s heart jumped, and in the aftermath, countless small orange dots flashed past.

Then there was a faint buzzing sound, the thin mask wailed, and it broke immediately under the penetration of the magic flying needle.

In the next second, orange light stretched across the board, the old priest stared at his eyes, and drips of blood leaked out of his skin.

The scripture in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the holy light and sharp blade also dissipated in the air.

“Goddess, will punish…you…”

Lockhart stood up straight and finished speaking, and finally fell down, swallowing in the blink of an eye.

“It’s so common, no wonder the wizards look down on the magicians.” Lance thought of it after putting away the flying needle.

On the huge Trois Square, it was suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief. Lockhart was the highest-level priest of the Yueqin Temple in White City. In the entire White City, except for the Old City Lord, no one could shake his position. Even in recent years, many people are dissatisfied with what Lockhart and the temple have done, but they dare not confront him head-on.

The reason is very simple. Lockhart holds the magic arts of Yueqin Temple, and there are more powerful guardian knights around him. Even the Santos Guards did not dare to face him who mastered the magic arts.

However, it was such a powerful fellow in Baicheng who died so easily in the hands of that young man.

This gave everyone a particularly absurd sense of unreality.

Those fanatical religious elements suddenly fell into a dead silence, and Lance stood on the high platform and scanned the surroundings.

After a long time, he slowly said: “Baicheng doesn’t need a temple.”

There was silence in the crowd, and no one dared to respond to his words.

At this moment, an old voice sounded: “Well said.”

“Baicheng doesn’t need a temple.”

“It’s time to end the era when the people of Baicheng lived in the shadow of the temple.”