Chapter 539: Supreme Council

After Dean Sabra left, the knockout round officially began.
The caster who can enter the knockout round, whether it is elementary intermediate or high-level, is the best in the same level, and must be extremely prominent in some aspects, plus the caster's advantage over other extraordinary people, any one will be released , Are all famous geniuses.
　　 These geniuses played against each other, and the scene was much more exciting than the points match.
　　 However, most of the audience's minds are not on the exchange game. People are discussing the thirteenth holy soul of the empire. All the contestants in the arena who beat you and me are reduced to background boards.
　　攫攫攫攫欝. Too much happened in this exchange competition.
In the opening ceremony, Renne challenged and defeated the three elders of Nether, and became the first person below the Holy Soul; Dean Sabra officially announced that he was promoted to the Holy Soul and held a canonization ceremony at Blueworth College , Will surely stir the empire.
　　 Many years later, when people mentioned this exchange competition, they would only treat it as an inconspicuous footnote, and perhaps no one even remembered the championship.
　　 It's not just that the audience is absent-minded.
　　The same goes for the legends on the tower. Unless there are students of their own, most of the legends can't sit still and get up and leave to discuss the matter with the floating city or the college.
　　The Supreme Council is coming to Blueworth College!
　　 Ren also stood up and said softly: "Speaker Ronnie."
　　 "Go ahead, I'm watching here." Ronnie knew that Ren and the Speaker had secretly planned some plans, and he could understand that the Speaker had not told himself, there must be sufficient reasons.
　　 "Thank you."
　　 Ren thought that it would be convenient to work with smart people. Speaker Ronnie had a tacit understanding with himself.
　　 He looked back at the Wizard of Wezeland. There were 15 people who entered the knockout round this time, including his own four students. His eyes fell on them and he nodded slightly to give encouragement.
　　 Then, Ren teleported away.
　　 The next second, he appeared in Dean Sabra’s office.
Sabra, who had just shocked tens of thousands of spectators in the form of a phoenix, was standing in front of the window, looking at the Blue Warts Academy outside. He was not a tall figure, nor did he have broad shoulders. He was set off by the reputation of the Holy Spirit Wizard. Below, it looks extraordinarily stalwart, as if it cannot be looked at directly.
　　 "Your Excellency Dean."
　　 Rain bowed and saluted: "Congratulations on your promotion to the Holy Soul."
　　Sabra turned around, with a faint smile on his face as always, and there was no change in his attitude towards Rennes because of the different status at the moment.
　　 "You should have known it a long time ago?" Sabra said lightly.
　　 Rehn did not respond, as it was a default.
However, Sabra looked carefully at Renn's eyes, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I can get promoted smoothly. The biggest reason is that the devil soul of the phoenix on fire is highly matched with my soul, and the difficulty of fusion has dropped a lot. Credit to Master Anxi for his selfless help."
　　 "Teacher mentioned some to me." Renn replied truthfully.
"With the help of seniors and teachers, this step should be easier. When Master Anxi comes to Blueworth in a few days, I will thank him in person." Sabra looked earnestly and exclaimed: "You have a good Teacher. I predict that you will come to this point soon."
　　巘戅LOL Novel Network 戅. Rennes automatically ignored the latter sentence.
　　 His attention is all in the first half of the sentence. Obviously, the teacher did not tell Dean Sabra all the truth, otherwise he acted so easily.
　　 Sabra was keenly aware of Ren's doubts, walked to the office table, reached out to ask Ren to sit down opposite, his expression also became serious.
　　 "Holding the canonization ceremony at Blueworth. This was originally my idea, but Master Anxi took the initiative and asked me to wait until now to announce the news..."
　　 "Do you know why?"
　　 Rehn hasn't answered yet, a crow jumped out from the shadow under his feet, black light bloomed, and the figure of Master Mediver appeared.
　　Sabra's face changed drastically, and he was about to do it instantly.
　　厺厽LOL novel network lolxsw.com厺厽. Fortunately, he recognized Mediver's identity at a glance, and then heaved a sigh of relief, removed the spell that was about to be cast, and stood up to salute: "Your Prophet."
　　As soon as the words were spoken, Sabra realized the seriousness of the problem.
　　 A holy soul wizard was protecting Renn with him. Needless to say, this must be Master Anxi's arrangement. Reminiscent of Renn's provocation against Elder Nether, the real goal has already been revealed.
　　 Although Sabra hasn't guessed the truth yet, he has been scared!
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Mediver looked at Sabra whose expression changed sharply, and smiled: "Sabra, congratulations on your promotion and joining the Supreme Council."
　　Sabra did not see the slightest joy.
He looked at Mediver, then at Ren, the upcoming Master Anxi and all the holy spirit wizards, his handsome face couldn't help but show a bitter smile, and sighed, "If Bruvots suffers disaster, I would rather fail the promotion."
　　The eyes of the soul saw the soul of Sabra gave birth to a faint blue, which was a complaint.
　　 He was not satisfied with Anzai's plan.
　　 Rehn quickly explained: "Please don't worry, Dean, your ceremony is only an occasion for observing Master Ogulevi. The teacher predicted that Master Ogulvi should not dare to show up."
　　 Mediver also nodded.
　　 "I have predicted that the future of Blueworth is safe, at least in the furthest future I can see, and it will still be prosperous."
　　Sabra breathed out immediately.
　　 The predictions made by the greatest prophet in the history of the empire are enough to make people feel at ease. Master Ansi is not the kind of unscrupulous person, in order to target the Master Ogulevi, the lives of tens of thousands of teachers and students at Blueworth College are put at risk.
　　 Then, Sabra came back to his senses, shocked.
　　The goal of Master Anxi is really Master Ogulevi. According to Rennes, all the plans are for Master Ogulevi to appear.
　　Even if he had just been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard and suddenly mixed up with such a high-level event, he was extremely nervous, and asked in shock: "What happened to Master Ogulevi?"
　　 Ren and Mediver looked at each other.
　　All plans have been completed, and the news has been released. As the most critical person, Dean Sabra should have the right to know.
　　 After a few seconds of silence, Renne whispered: "We have enough reason to suspect that Master Ogulvi has fallen, and he has thrown into the Lord of the Necropolis."
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　　Sabra only felt a coolness rushing directly over his head, even the phoenix nirvana element could not be relieved, and his body could not help but tremble.
　　Master Ogulevy has fallen!
　　 The greatest wizard in human history has fallen!
If it weren’t for Mediver by his side, with a serious confirmation, Sabra would even suspect Ren was joking, and it’s not funny at all. If heard by outsiders, it would set off a huge wave, and the entire empire would be possible. So there are unpredictable terrible consequences.
"What exactly is going on?"
　　Sabra’s voice was a bit dry, and even a little afraid to hear the answer, but had to ask: "What evidence do you have?"
　　 "It starts with the invasion of Wezeland a few years ago by the undead natural disasters..."
　　 Rehn briefly recounted what he had found. Sabra listened very carefully and raised some questions from time to time. After a while, he fell into deep thought.
　　 But he still couldn't believe it.
Mediver also sighed, even though he had heard it from Anse Verdaus: "Life is about to end. In order to continue to live, no matter how brilliant the past achievements and fame are, you can give up. Ogulvi is not the first , And it won’t be the last."
　　Sabra struggled for a long time, and finally accepted all this.
　　 "What do you think Master Ogulevie looks like now?" He asked the questions that Rennes, Anse Vodaus, and Mediver had considered.
"According to my calculation, he should have fallen between 300 and 400 years ago." Master Mediver said lightly: "According to the Necromancer’s transformation ritual, such a long period of time, even if he is at level 41. The Holy Soul Wizard, it is also difficult to keep his physical body intact. He can hide the legend, but cannot hide the eyesight of the Holy Soul, so he has not dared to see anyone."
　　In other words, Master Ogulevi is now a Lich.
　　 From the strongest wizard in history, he turned into an unsmelling evil lich who was like a mouse crossing the street in the empire. It was no less than falling from heaven to hell.
　　 No, this is more terrifying than falling into the abyss.
　　 All the witches in the world are the minions of the Lord of the Necropolis. No matter how noble and great their character is during their lifetime, as their bodies decay, their souls are contaminated, and their temperaments gradually become indifferent. They are no longer the same person in essence.
　　 Even if Master Ogulevi is a forty-one wizard, it is impossible to resist the will of the Necromancer.
In the early days of the transformation of the Lich, perhaps Master Ogulvi could resist some, stay sensible, and hide his personality changes, but as time goes by, hundreds of years of pollution will surely make him completely degenerate and become a dead soul. Slave of the master.
　　 With the strength and status of Master Ogulevi, he transformed into a lich, causing more destructive power than millions of undead.
　　 In contrast, Kolstead's depravity is nothing to mention.
　　 Snatch the floating city of Naxxus, activate the core of Eola, plan behind the scenes to overthrow Wezeland, and send people to prevent Anse Verdus from recovering...
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 These are enough proof that Master Ogulevi has been controlled.
　　 The master Ogulvi, who witnessed the rise of the empire and created the Supreme Council with one hand, ruled the empire for thousands of years, is dead.
　　 For a while, the three Rennes felt infinite emotion.
　　 There was silence in the office.
　　 It took a long time before Ren broke the silence and said, "Elder Halawa also noticed something wrong. At the opening ceremony that day, he told me that he would go back and investigate secretly, but so far there is no news."
　　 "There is probably something wrong inside Nether." Mediver frowned.
　　 "Master Ogulevi can fall, but Nether Floating City cannot fall, otherwise Northriel will be hit hard and the entire empire will not be able to bear it." Sabra suddenly got up and said resolutely. Once the decision is made, he no longer has any hesitation: "I will apply to the Supreme Council now." Miao厽Miaobifang miaobifang.com厺厽
　　 The empire has no regulations on where the newly promoted holy soul wizards will hold the canonization ceremony, and they only need to be witnessed by the magic goddess.
　　According to the usual practice, the ceremony is held in the capital Northriel.
　　 However, Sabra is the dean of Blueworth Academy. He has a special status and distinguished status. The students are all over the empire, and he will obviously choose Blueworth City, where the academy is located, as his fief. The Supreme Council will definitely give him this face.
　　 If Anci Waldos communicated in advance, the other holy soul wizards did not know the inside story and had no reason to object.
　　 This kind of trivial matter is not worthy of opposition and offends the new members of the Supreme Council for no reason.
　　 "Rene, you follow Sabra."
　　 Mediver said, his figure disappeared. Next, he will participate in the remote connection of the Supreme Council, and no one can find him in Blueworth.
　　Sabra opened the portal and the two entered the magic projection room of the college.
　　 There is a rune array specially used for long-distance communication. It can project figures in the array to a preset place, but it cannot cross planes. The principle is similar to the teleportation array, and even simpler.
　　 The major floating cities, extraordinary colleges and some important places of the empire will have projection rooms arranged to facilitate timely contact with the highest decision-making level of the empire.
　　 Ryan retreated outside the circle.
　　 After a while of debugging, Sabra inspired the rune circle and passed the content he wanted to report, which was spread thousands of miles away to the capital Northriel, thousands of miles away.
　　 The other end of the transmission went straight to the residence of the Archon of the Empire, and at the same time it was reported to the Supreme Council.
　　Any member of the Supreme Council is eligible to convene a meeting, but in the past hundreds of years, this power has been controlled by the three highest-ranking holy spirit wizards.
　　 Setting an agenda is a right in itself!
　　 The birth of a new holy soul wizard, such important news must have spread throughout the empire. At this time, receiving a message from Blueworth College, UU read www.uukanshu.com without guessing what it was.
　　 It is precisely using this to convene the Supreme Council, and it will not make people doubt.
　　 Soon, the rune circle responded.
　　Sabra nodded slightly towards Renn who was standing outside the circle, and made a pass gesture.
　　 Rain held his breath.
　　 A few seconds later, a long table composed of light and shadow lights up in the projection room. On both sides of the simple and simple long table, there are large bronze high-back chairs.
With the spread of light and shadow, the entire interior instantly turned into a magnificent ancient palace. The dome is hundreds of meters high. When you look through the thick pillars, you can see the endless darkness outside, and the palace seems to be floating in the endless. In the void, dazzling.
At the end of the long table, there is a high-back chair that is the most conspicuous, as if it is the owner here.
　　 Behind this high-back chair, a statue of the goddess of magic stands here, a hundred meters high, with a mysterious veil on the face of the statue, and the starry sky and wisdom in his eyes, looking down on this vast space.
　　 This is the projection of the Supreme Council!
　　 It is rumored that the real Supreme Council has a real Supreme Palace, which was cast by the goddess of magic. Only members of the Supreme Council are eligible to enter, but they don’t know where it is.
　　 There are twenty chairs on both sides of the long table, plus the one at the end, a total of twenty-one holy soul wizards can be seated.
　　 There is an engraved name on the table in front of the owner's high chair.
　　Sabra chose an unmanned high-back chair to sit on, located at the back, the farthest from the chair at the end of the long table.巘戅Miaobifang 巘戅
　　 Immediately, all figures appeared.