books44 Chapter 376 Mudstone wants to become a warlock?
Chapter 376 Mudstone wants to become a warlock?
The voice of Logos spread throughout Volrumud.
In an instant, all the residents in the city were impressed by his domineering and calm aura. Even at this critical moment, people couldn't help but subconsciously cheer for Logos.
Especially since Logos is a banshee, the natural charm she exudes in her every move directly pushed Logos' popularity to the peak.
Amid cheers, Logos waved his bone pen, drawing a large number of runes to form chains, wrapping around the huge shadow of the Witch King.
"Weak fellow, I am the Witch King, the leader of magic under the gods of this land!"
The Witch King seemed to be enraged, and he let out a deafening roar, and his shadow suddenly expanded: "You dare to use magic to provoke me, Sarkaz Banshee, you will pay the price for your ignorance and arrogance!"
As the shadow of the Witch King expanded, the chains made crisp sounds and began to collapse in large numbers.
Logos was not surprised at all, and the bone pen drew a graceful arc in the air.
Countless magic circles engraved with obscure runes appeared out of thin air, surrounding the Witch King in the middle. The next second, golden spears burst out from the magic circles and pierced the Witch King from all directions.
The Witch King let out a roar filled with pain.
The attack of the golden spear hurt him, but it was only hurt. It was not enough to defeat the Witch King. Instead, it aroused the Witch King's ferocity.
"Voice, surrender at my feet!"
The Witch King waved his hand, and everyone in Warrenmde was instantly speechless. The cheers they had made before condensed into blood-red notes, rising high and surrounding the figure of Logos standing on the icicle.
Logos seemed to think that the Witch King was a good B-suit, and followed suit:
“Words are born from my own pen tip!”
Golden runes suddenly burst out from the tip of the bone pen, pouring out as if endless, colliding with the musical notes.
In an instant, the world was eclipsed, leaving only the blood-red notes and golden runes colliding and annihilating each other, causing the space to ripple with translucent waves.
Logos' figure is submerged in notes and runes.
The Witch King's huge shadow swayed in the air, as if he felt that such a fight was a waste of time. He controlled his own shadow to shrink, compressed all his strength together, and then plunged into the wave of notes and runes.
The residents in the city were all watching the battle in the sky nervously.
Even though they could no longer see the two sides, they could feel how fierce the duel was from the violent collision of their Originium skills.
Everyone unconsciously clenched their fists and looked worried, but some people were confused in their worry.
In the ocean of notes and runes, the residents thought that the two people were fighting to the death, but at this moment, they looked at each other with calm expressions like old friends meeting.
"Are you really the Witch King?" Logos asked first.
The Witch King smiled proudly and said:
"Besides me, who else in this land can possess such magical attainments?"
Logos frowned and said in surprise:
"You were already dead, where did Qi Yan dig you out from?"
The Witch King was so angry that his shadow wavered.
Young people nowadays don’t have to speak if they don’t want to!
Although it was just a shadow, the Witch King still took two deep breaths to calm down his anger and snorted:
"That's not the point. The point is, do you know how to act next?"
Logos put away his playful thoughts and nodded:
"Although Qi Yan and Queen Bai deliberately teased me and didn't tell me their plan, I can roughly guess that I should be defeated next."
"That's right. Only the despair after hope is shattered can reveal the true nature of human beings." The Witch King laughed, "Only when human nature is fully revealed in despair can the White Queen see how ridiculous her idea is.
It is ridiculous that she wants to rely on human nature to unite the two groups of non-infected and infected people.
These two groups have long been brainwashed by the powerful and the 'powerful' of other forces, and have formed prejudices deep in their bones. If we don't use extraordinary means to enslave them and destroy their spirits, we can't change the status quo!"
Logos' slender fingers tapped lightly on the bone pen.
He asked with interest:
"You understand it so clearly. So, you actually learned this lesson after experiencing failure, right?"
The Witch King stopped laughing.
He suddenly felt angry and decided to hit Logos harder.
Logos, completely unaware of this, continued chatting:
"Speaking of which, what's going on with Mudstone? She seems to have used some extraordinary Originium skills. Qi Yan tried to stop her.
But why did you suddenly pull me out? "
It would have been fine if I hadn't mentioned this. As soon as I said this, the shadow of the Witch King began to fluctuate again.
Then the Witch King's tone began to take on an undisguised sour taste:
"That little girl really got a huge advantage. Even if the White Queen's experiment succeeds this time, in my opinion, it can only barely equal the benefits that little girl got."
Logos was really surprised this time.
Seeing Logos' surprise, the Witch King did not hide anything and began to explain:
“Because of my current state of existence and the reason I am attached to Qi Yan, I can feel some super-positional things.
Just now, Qi Yan bestowed some kind of power that did not belong to mortals on the little girl.
Even if that power is incomplete and the girl is unable to actively use it, as long as that power exists, the girl is, to some extent, an existence that transcends you and me."
"So, you are no longer the number one magician under the gods?"
Logos' focus is clearly off.
The Witch King suddenly went crazy, grabbed a bloody note and stuffed it into Logos' mouth.
Logos tilted his head slightly, waved the bone pen to smash the musical note thrown by the Witch King, and raised the corner of his mouth:
"I could see that Mudstone seemed to be consuming vitality just now, but Qi Yan forcibly stopped it. In other words, Mudstone will no longer have to worry about consuming vitality when performing Originium skills in the future?"
"In theory, yes." The Witch King's tone turned sour again, "Plus, the girl's talent in magic is really amazing. If she is trained well in the future, it is a foregone conclusion that she will grow into a warlock who stands at the pinnacle of magic."
Logos nodded, and made a mental note of this.
When Mudstone joins the company, he can suggest that Mudstone hire a warlock, and then train him slowly by his side. This way, Rhodes Island will be safer in the future.
While he was thinking, the Witch King was already so jealous that he didn't want to continue talking.
He waved his hand and said bluntly:
"Young man, you are defeated."
"I only have one request." The Logos Bone Pen swung gracefully, "You have to get hurt too."
The two looked at each other with a smile on their faces.
It wasn't that they were amused by Logos' words, but both sides saw the pride of the other as a powerful magician.
Logos wasn't as calm as he appeared to be, he was genuinely excited to fight the legendary Witch King.
The Witch King was also not as arrogant as he appeared. He was very pleased to see such an outstanding successor in the field of magic after him.
Even if this descendant really does belong to the lineage of sorcery, the Witch King doesn't care.
Just like he didn't care who Leitania belonged to now.
The battle resumed, and terrifying spell fluctuations erupted over Warrenmud.
The golden and red energy fluctuations intertwined, constantly eroding each other's existence.
The Witch King transformed into red mist, surrounding Logos, but Logos was like the most graceful dancer in the world, rolling on the icicle, dancing with the bone pen in his hand to dissolve all attacks from the Witch King.
Although the residents in the town below could not understand the mystery of the fight between the two sides, they could see that Logos was at a disadvantage and could only passively defend.
"Foolish challenger, you deserve to die!"
The Witch King suddenly roared, reappeared in the red mist, clenched his right fist, and rushed to Logos without warning and punched him.
Logos was confused.
He was truly confused, there was no element of acting at all.
Why are two warlocks fighting each other with fists?
The Witch King did not answer this question, and Logos did not have the opportunity to explore it.
The Witch King punched him hard on the handsome face. He groaned and flew backwards, falling from the hundred-meter-high icicle.
(I can’t do it anymore, brothers. I really can’t code anymore. Let me just sit there for half a month. I’m so tired.)
(Today, I stopped updating three times a day, so my full attendance was downgraded on the spot. In the second half of the month, I plan to update twice a day to get the second-best full attendance)