Chapter 565: Duke of Blue Oak

There are ten legendary wizards behind the Duke of Redstone, and three of them should be his students. The other seven are all legendary high-level wizards, with a golden scroll badge on their chests.
The elders of Nether Floating City!
There was an uproar among the guests in the temple auditorium, and Renn's eyes slightly changed.
There are twelve members in the Nether Elders. Except for Kuitu who was killed by himself, there are eleven people left. Seven of them have appeared here with the Duke of Redstone. They are undoubtedly expressing their attitude nakedly and they will support Redstone. The Duke is in charge of Nether City.
The Supreme Council passed the resolution entrusting Nether, but Elder Nether turned to the Duke of Redstone, and the resolution became a joke.
The influence of the elders on Nether is deeply rooted, and it is impossible to bypass them and manage the floating city.
"It's no wonder that the Duke of Redstone regained his peace so quickly after losing the vote that day." Rennes felt suddenly, "This is what he prepared."
Through the elders, the Duke of Redstone can still control Nether.
The holy soul wizards underestimated the influence of the Duke of Redstone on Elder Nether, and they even stood up to the Duke of Redstone, even resisting the will of the Supreme Council.
With a proud face, the Duke of Redstone walked into the auditorium surrounded by legendary wizards.
A majestic psychic power impacted everyone.
The guests' breathing stopped for half a beat, and their hearts were shocked. They dared not sit in shock, and quickly got up and saluted.
"Master Duke!"
"I have seen Lord Duke..."
Where Kelston passed, people on both sides greeted him, but he didn't even look at him. His expression was serious and indifferent, and his aura was extraordinary, as if the most important figure appeared on the stage and became the focus of the entire temple auditorium.
He walked through the middle to the front row unhurriedly, his eyes swept across the holy soul wizards, and looked at the two giants of the empire.
Both Anse Waldos and Tim Kennan looked unhappy.
"Kelston, are you challenging the decision of the Supreme Council?" Master Tim Kenan asked in a deep voice.
"Don't dare."
The Duke of Redstone said "Don't dare", but his face was full of provocations, and he chuckled: "Master Kenan, the elders of Nether just happened to be on the same road with me. You may have misunderstood. If you don't believe me, ask them... "He pointed to the legendary wizards behind him.
The seven Elders Nether had different expressions, but they all nodded.
"Humph."
Tim Kenan glanced coldly, making the elders of Nether anxious, but he also knew that this kind of argument was meaningless. They colluded with Kellston, and now they couldn't ask anything.
"Kelston, you're late, sit down." Anse Waldos said blankly.
The Duke of Redstone shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care, and then sat down.
After he was seated, ten legendary wizards took their seats behind him, in a posture of only his horse's head.
Ren was sitting behind the teacher, next to the wizards.
He has been observing the seven elders of Nether with the eyes of the soul, all of them are legendary high-levels, but they do not include the two elders of Halawa and Inora.
Elder Ksnyder who had been seen before was among them.
"He also fell to the Duke of Redstone."
Rennes observed calmly, and the Eye of Soul took a close look at the seven elders of Nether. The nineteenth-level Nessnyder was not the strongest among them, and could only be ranked third.
There are also two stronger legendary peaks.
One is a nineteenth-level arcanist, as can be seen from his fusion spells, he specializes in force field spells in arcane; the other is a nineteenth-level elementalist and concurrently trained arcanist, who is proficient in both ice and fire. Elements and space spells, and the three-line affinity all have two superpositions of super elements!
The strength of the two legendary pinnacles surprised Rennes.
He already knew who these two were.
The arcanist who looked like an elder scholar was Elder Kronormanser, and the younger, sharp-eyed middle-aged wizard was Elder Obyansi.
In addition, Elder Halawa who was not present was the three strongest wizards in the Nether Group.
There have been rumors that the three elders are of equal strength.
But Rehn realized that was not the case.
Elder Kronormanser's strength is obviously stronger, he has already mastered two nine-ring spells, and he can be promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard in just one step!
Elder Obyan only combined a nine-ring spell, and his strength was slightly worse.
The remaining four elders of Nether were two men and two women, all of whom were wizard levels between sixteenth and eighteenth. When Renn's soul eyes quickly swept past, he suddenly paused.
He met an "acquaintance".
The appearance of this elder Nether is very young, he is less than thirty years old. He is an eighteenth-level arcanist. It was just a few years ago that he and Kuitu accepted Master Ogulvi’s order to go to Congatro. The legendary wizard of
"So it was him!"
Rennes moved slightly, Master Ogulvi fell and died, but he was safe.
Will this Elder Nether know some inside information?
The eye of the soul can accurately judge the age of the opponent like a number of annual rings. This elder Nether, who does not yet know his name, looks young, but in fact he is already very old, more than 980 years old, close to the life limit of the legendary wizard.
Having lived for nearly a thousand years, he is still only an eighteenth-level arcanist. It can be seen that the potential has been exhausted, and there is no chance to be promoted to the Holy Soul, so the soul will transform for the seventh time and extend the life.
His soul state is very unstable, beginning to show signs of decline.
The "Longevity Art" invented by Master Oculevi is a ten-ring spell, and he can't master it. If nothing else, this Elder Nether will die in a few decades.
unless……
Ren couldn't help but think of the reason why Master Ogulevei had fallen, unless he also transformed into a Lich!
In retrospect, Elder Kuitu was also very old.
Kuitu became famous more than four hundred years ago. At that time, he was already a legendary high-level wizard, and it took Kuitu more than four hundred years to achieve this strength, until the day when he was bombarded by himself. , The real age is over 900 years old.
The average life span of a legendary wizard is nine hundred years old.
Using some precious life-prolonging potions, treasures, and spells, you can live for dozens to a hundred years longer, and no longer possible.
Life will be exhausted and promotion is hopeless.
Kuitu and this elder Nether have the same characteristics. They listened to Master Ogulvi’s dispatch. In other words, the Lich chose them to do the shameful things for themselves, precisely because their lifespan was about to end and they gave Some kind of promise to survive.
"He must know something inside!"
Rehn is more than 70% sure, this Elder Nether is the breakthrough point for the clues.
He took a few more glances, and many elders Nether noticed them, and looked back. Elder Ksnyder snorted and said, "He is Ren Augustus."
Suddenly, the expressions of Elder Nether changed.
The strongest Elder Kronormanser glanced in surprise, his expression was more peaceful, and the others had no good looks. They glared at Rennes, especially Elder Obyansi, his eyes were full of undisguised expressions. The hostility, eyes like two sharp swords, made Ren's skin have a stress response.
It is conceivable that if there is another occasion, Obyansi will do it immediately.
Renn smiled nonchalantly at them.
At this moment, the Duke of Redstone, who was sitting in front, seemed to sense something. He turned his head, his eyes collided with Renn's, his face suddenly darkened.
Ryan smiled brighter instead.
The Duke of Redstone remembered that he had been taught by Renn’s nose in the goddess’ magic forbidden domain, which was an unforgettable shame, the corners of his mouth trembled and his face mask was cold.
As he was about to speak, Ren put a finger in front of his mouth, motioning him to shut up.
Then he pointed to his head again.
"...You'd better shut your mouth, this will make you look smarter." This was what Rennes said at the time, and the Duke of Redstone immediately remembered.
An uncontrollable anger rose from the bottom of my heart.
The Duke of Redstone didn't understand why Renn could make himself angry so easily, possessing the will to truth for hundreds of years, and being able to remain calm when encountering no matter how big things happened. It seemed that Renn would fail if he was provoked by Renn.
Is it because Rennes also has the will to truth?
The Duke of Redstone sensed that the holy soul wizards cast their eyes, as well as the guests in the auditorium, paying attention to his every move, and must not lose his temper in front of them.
He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked away.
Even without looking with his eyes, the Duke of Redstone can still sense the situation behind him. Renn smiled triumphantly to himself, unscrupulously, and glanced at the goddess' statue, his expression seemed to say: Under the eyes of the goddess of magic, you have the ability. Do it?
The Duke of Redstone was angry and frightened, but helpless.
He really didn't dare to touch Renn.
Distracted, the Duke of Redstone simply closed the entire field of vision to avoid being stimulated by Rennes to lose his mind on the spot.
The Elders of Nether were stunned.
They were the closest, seeing the actions of Ren and the Duke of Redstone clearly. They had never dreamed that someone would dare to provoke the Duke of Redstone face to face.
Even more shocking is that the Duke of Redstone actually held back it!
They all understand the temper of the Duke of Redstone, which can be said to be arrogant, frivolous and defiant. Before the teacher had dared to contradict him when he had not disappeared. Those who offended him never ended well.
The scene where the Duke of Redstone swallowed his anger, making Elder Nether think he was wrong.
"This young man..."
The elders of Nether were shocked, and several of them quickly withdrew their hostile eyes. The ruthless person who dared to provoke the Duke of Redstone face to face, don't provoke him.
Even the most hostile Elder Obyan frowned and turned his head away.
After a few minutes.
Duke Ziyan and Duke Black Robe arrived before the ceremony. They were as mysterious as they always were, and they walked into the temple auditorium one after another and sat down in the front row.
As soon as they were seated, the bell rang at Blueworth College.
Time is up.
The consul Gnieus, dressed in solemn costume, walked out of the side entrance of the auditorium and boarded the high platform at the foot of the idol.
"Everyone."
While Gneus spoke loudly, the pilgrim spirit wizards nodded their heads and said with a smile: "After ninety-eight years, the empire has finally added another holy soul wizard. This is the blessing of the goddess, and the truth will last forever! "
He turned and prayed towards the idol behind him.
"The truth is forever!"
"The truth is forever..."
Everyone in the auditorium stood up and prayed with Gneus, shouting in unison the motto of the goddess of magic. Even the clergy from the Church of the Earth and the Church of Justice must make a prayer posture and follow with the chanting that the truth will live forever.
The relationship between the three imperial gods is excellent, and they are also one of the most steadfast allies among the gods.
Shouting a few church mottos to each other does not affect faith.
With so many powerful believers praying together, the idol immediately reacted with magical auras in the eyes, and everyone present felt a trembling breath falling from above the sky. As the prayers proceeded, the aura on the idol grew more and more. Strong, colorful light flows on the surface.
Finally, after half a minute.
People seemed to hear a "boom" in their heads, the light suddenly converged, the tall idols came to life, their hard bodies trembled, and slowly opened their eyes.
The goddess is here!
A powerful descended, even though it was just a divine power attached to the idol, it was slightly lower than the person of the incarnation, but it was shocking enough for mortals.
The vast majority of people have no chance to contact the gods in their lifetime.
Even if the people here are all big figures in the upper echelons of the empire, such an experience is extremely rare. Many people are both excited and nervous, wanting to see the appearance of the gods, and fearing that the true will be punished. They half bowed their heads and couldn't help but vote again. Go curiously.
"Meet the great lady!"
Gnieus retreated to the stage, trembling loudly.
The holy soul wizards were much calmer, bowing respectfully and saluting: "See you lady."
"My people, get up." The idol made a misty voice, far and wide, straight into the mind, making people want to worship, "consultant, please continue the ceremony."
"Yes, ma'am."
Gnieus took a deep breath. This was the first time he had come into contact with the incarnation of the goddess, so he was calm and said loudly: "Please Dean Sabra Pasival."
At the entrance of the auditorium, the long-awaited Dean Sabra walked in slowly.
He is well dressed today, his hair and beard are meticulously taken care of, and the magic robe on his body is also newly made to order. The fitted robe sets off his symmetrical figure, and his handsome face is full of seriousness and a bit of excitement. joy.
Behind Dean Sabra, the wizards with the same solemn look followed.
They are all teachers at Blueworth College. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com sent the dean to the front step by step, stopped under the high platform, looked up at the statue, and his eyes were full of reverence.
Under everyone's attention, Sabra walked up the platform alone.
He knelt down at the foot of the idol, and said excitedly: "Sabra Pasival, meet the great lady, may your wisdom and glory shine on the empire forever, and guide us on the path of magic to a higher and farther ultimate. The truth never stops."
"Sabra, congratulations."
The idol stared at the holy soul wizard in front of him, and his tone contained relief: "Years ago, I paid attention to you, with outstanding talent and firm will. Now it is not surprising that you are promoted to holy soul wizard. This is the result of your hard work. Specialization will be carried forward by you, and I hope you will continue to explore."
"Yes, I will live up to the lady's expectation." Sabra lowered his head deeply, with tears of joy in his eyes.
The idol nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "Sabra Percival, here I declare that you canonize you as the Duke of Blue Oak, and the city of Bluewater will become your fief. I hope you will walk out on the road of magic. A glorious road that no one has taken before."