As everyone in the magic guild left the island, the nearby necromancers gradually dispersed and no longer gathered here, but devoted themselves to other things.
After seeing the power of the magic guild, all the necromancers had a bit of solemn expressions. Even the necromancers, who were usually unruly and unruly, also restrained their pride.
Compared with the once extremely glorious Mage Empire, the island's foundation is too shallow. Although there is an entire ocean for development, after all, time is still short. If you want to reach a level similar to Brakada, you still need to Countless years of accumulation.
The necromancers on the island have felt this. Even if they have transformed a large number of undead creatures in the ocean, when facing the mages of Brakada, the undead creatures transformed from fish can exert their power. The effect is extremely limited.
Not to mention that due to Rhode's absence during this period, the reserve of Corpse Witch King on the island has been insufficient. Without the Corpse Witch King, the transformation ability of ordinary necromancers has been greatly weakened, and it is impossible to create fish corpse witches at all.
"You guys, quickly gather all the undead creatures and gather at the location designated by Kane. Lord Rhodes sent you here just for this moment!"
In the field, Death Knight Vera was loudly scolding the nearby Necromancer.
Vera, who once went to the deep sea and survived the mouth of the ultimate hydra, has a very high prestige among the necromancers on the island, not to mention that he also has the identity of a death knight.
After dispersing the necromancers around the statue, Vera did not leave with them, but stopped. His eyes were looking at the statue of the God of Mage, to be precise, the girl kneeling in front of the statue.
"Great God of Mage, please show your supreme power and help me bring back the lost people..."
The girl lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at Rowling who was in front of the statue and Gwen she had summoned, but she kept mumbling these words.
"Okay, this should meet your requirements, and my mission is completed." In front of the statue, Gwen, who had mobilized her spiritual power, handed a magic scroll into Rowling's hands.
Rowling put the scroll away. In order to create this scroll, the spiritual power accumulated in the statue had been exhausted. If she wanted to continue to let Gwen show her power, Rowling could only use the sacrifice ritual.
However, feeling the scroll in her hands, Rowling knew that everything was worth it. If the plan succeeded, Brakada would no longer be a threat.
"Thank you, your mission has been completed." She said to the summoned Gwen. Rowling noticed that he was looking at the statue that was exactly the same as her, and his eyes were in a trance.
"Centuries have passed in a flash. I really want to see with my own eyes the current Bracada, and the past..." After a long time, he let out a deep sigh.
Rowling didn't answer. The heroes summoned from the prophecy cards all have their own will, and deep in their hearts, the obsession that supports them to become heroes.
As the trump cards among the prophecy cards, the obsession of the six heroes far exceeds that of other heroes. Rowling doubted that they would even obey her orders if they conflicted with Ace's heroic obsession.
At the beginning, Rowling felt a little embarrassed about using Gwen to trick people in the Magic Guild. It is said that the founder of the Magic Guild was the former God of Wizards, and Rowling was worried that he would do something. She resisted, but after several attempts, Rowling realized that Gwen's obsession was not with the Magic Guild and Bracada at all.
"Great God of Mage, you must save my mother..."
Just when Rowling was about to take back this trump card, the praying girl stopped Gwen, grabbing his robe, crying and pleading to him.
"Unfortunately, I can't help you, and I don't know who you are." Gwen shook her head and rejected her request.
Rowling glanced at the girl. She was the dead person who reawakened from the island after Rhodes returned. Under the shroud of the death realm, she looked no different from ordinary creatures, and even retained her past memories. However, after Rhodes left, the rich death energy in her body could not be concealed, and she could be seen at a glance. The identity of the undead creature.
This girl was once an aborigine on the island and had a certain identity. She knew various etiquettes of praying to the statue of the God of Mage.
After discovering her existence, Rhodes immediately included her as part of his plan. Even the mages of Brakada did not see through her identity. The prayer rituals she mentioned were all from ancient times. It was handed down from the Mage Empire, so there was naturally no problem.
At this moment, after discovering Gwen's identity, she immediately stopped him desperately and kept begging him: "This is impossible. You are the great God of Mage. You will definitely be able to help me. Could it be that I didn't pray enough?" Pious?"
The girl's body was weak, but at this moment, it exploded with unimaginable power. Seeing that the robe on her body was cracked under the girl's strong pull, and the entire cuffs were torn apart, Gwen glanced sideways, and in the nearby space The magical elements move accordingly.
The girl let go of her hand, and not only that, her entire body floated in the air, wrapped in a huge bubble.
In the water bubbles, her face turned red and she waved her hands wildly. She was about to drown in the water bubbles when a sharp shout suddenly came from the distance: "Stop!"
The dark green cloud of death rushed towards Gwen's body. The ghostly cloud of death seemed to have the roar of a ghost in it, which was enough to corrode the flesh and blood of any creature. However, Gwen only turned slightly sideways, and then A blue water curtain formed around him, blocking all the clouds of death.
After resolving the crisis of the Death Cloud, Gwen looked towards the direction of the attack and saw Death Knight Vera and the girl in his arms, all wet and coughing heavily.
Gwen seemed to have discovered something, and his expression changed slightly. The water ball next to him was still intact, and the spell showed no signs of damage, but the girl inside was missing.
"This is not the power of a spell, this is your ability." Looking at Vera who was staring at her, Gwen thought for a moment and then made a comment.
Gwen slowly raised her hand. This time, there was a dull feeling of depression in the entire space. Even the necromancer who had already moved away couldn't help but look sideways at this moment.
"That's enough." Seeing this, Rowling frowned and stopped Gwen's spell.
(End of chapter)
