8mi Chapter 174: The Four Pieces on the Official Wizard Chess Board
Chapter 174: The Four Pieces on the Official Wizard Chess Board
Chapter 174 The Four Pieces on the Official Wizard Chess Board
On the snow-capped mountain.
Banville's team is flying at high altitude.
Anna exclaimed excitedly, "Banville the Wizard, this is the second to last nobleman. If we kill him, there will be only one nobleman left on our death list."
"Victory is just ahead, keep going everyone!"
Banville shook his head and said, "There's no need to say that... because he's already dead."
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Banville finished speaking.
Then a paper bird, carrying a human head in its beak, came to Banville and his group.
This head is very strange; although it is separated from the body, it seems to still be alive.
His face filled with terror, and he cried out, "My lord wizard, please, don't kill me!"
Banville gave him a cold look before casting a spell.
A strange light appeared.
The human head began to burst into flames.
"Don't kill me!"
The man's head emitted a mournful cry, signaling for help.
"Great wizards, I swear I will never do anything against your will again."
The glory that the heads had accumulated as nobles will be lost under this flame.
"Wizards, you deserve to die! Without you, we nobles could live very comfortably! Why do you deprive us of our right to enjoy noble privileges!"
When the nobleman realized that his pleas for mercy would not save him, he became hysterical.
When the head was burned to ashes.
A number appeared on Banville and his group.
This also means that they have killed another nobleman.
Anna and the others looked at Banville with awe.
Banville's bizarre burning spell, and the spell that separated the body and head without causing death.
All of this made them feel a sense of the unknown and fear.
Banville looked back at Anna and the others, their fear and adoration palpable, his heart devoid of joy or sorrow.
He is different from these people.
He has entered a completely new field.
His father once asserted that his chances of becoming a formal wizard were greater than those of a normal genius with level 6 mental talent.
He possesses a talent even more precious than that of a genius with level 6 mental strength.
"Let's go, it's time to reach the last target on the death list."
Banville said calmly.
Victory is within our grasp.
But for some reason, Banville felt a little empty.
Although he didn't like losing, this uncontroversial victory left him feeling empty.
"In the end, I was just too strong."
Behind Banville, in Anna's and the others' pupils, an eerie bloodshot glint flashed once more.
Twin Cities.
King Socrates sat on the throne.
King Socrates hadn't slept a wink all night since the start of the grand rally, and his face looked much more haggard.
King Socrates asked, "Your Excellency, will this operation succeed? Can Kyle truly emerge victorious?"
"Of course." The instructor adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "Everything is part of my script."
"The actors are about to arrive at the location of the last nobleman."
"The wizards who will be able to take the stage this time are..."
"Banville, the child of a formal wizard, is a genius wizard with an extremely special ability to comprehend spiritual qualities."
The glory he inherited from his father overshadowed his own spiritual qualities. He possessed a special talent that even formal wizards envied.
"Compared to Banville, Sephiroth's talent is slightly inferior, but he still has the potential to become a formal wizard with a level 6 mental talent. Unfortunately, he failed to properly explore his talent and spent his extra time on flashy but impractical disguises. Wizards do not need to hide their methods. As long as the wizard himself has enough knowledge, even without disguise, others will find it difficult to detect the magical methods you have mastered."
"Leo, a Protoss, is one of the few Protoss individuals with a natural talent for mental power, and he is no exception. Perhaps his talent development is slightly inferior to the previous two, but thanks to his Protoss talent, under the pressure of three formal wizards who despise Protoss, his Protoss talent will be brought to its fullest potential. He might just emerge as a dark horse."
The instructor spoke in a relaxed and eloquent tone.
The instructor seemed to know everything about Banville, Seifer, and Leo, which was terrifying.
His eyes flashed with eerie bloodshot veins.
"Of course, whether it's Banville, Sephiroth, or Leo, they are all just supporting characters in front of your son Kyle."
"Kyle is a genius wizard I trained."
"Before he entered the Tower of Dawn, he had already been secretly growing under my tutelage for a year. His talent was from the very beginning that of a level 6 mental power genius, not some so-called second awakening of mental power talent. And now, he will don the skin of your other son and step onto this stage once again."
"The above four people, along with some minor supporting characters, are the actors in the upcoming drama."
"The actors are about to take the stage."
"I'm going to my own stage now."
"King Socrates, please wait on your own stage for the arrival of your son."
As the instructor spoke, his body turned into blood and disappeared from the spot.
King Socrates gazed at the sky, his heart filled with trepidation.
Cooperating with Xuanfeng Island is like asking a tiger for its skin.
These wandering wizards hate the Tower of Dawn, but that doesn't mean they treat mortals any better than the Tower of Dawn does.
"Kyle, you have to win."
"Only if you win can our Scottish royal family extricate ourselves from this dangerous calamity."
Following the map, Leo arrived at the location of the last target.
He looked down from the air.
Unlike the nobles of the past, this time the nobles reside in a vast expanse of farmland.
There are no soldiers in this region who possess psychic energy from the decapitation squad.
Leo wondered aloud: Had the nobles here already been killed by other wizard teams?
Although Leo was very fast, his route was relatively long, so it was possible that other wizards would get there first.
Leo had his doubts, but he still lowered the altitude slightly to check the situation.
When Leo landed only a few dozen feet above the ground, the farmers working in the fields noticed his arrival.
"He's a wizard."
"He came here to kill Lord Bell, didn't he?"
In an instant, the farmers instinctively aimed their hoes at Leo.
Through his senses, Leo could confirm that the person was indeed just an ordinary person.
It seems this nobleman named Bell is quite popular. Or perhaps, like the decapitation squad, they have been bewitched and brainwashed, and are filled with hostility towards wizards.
Leo didn't care much about the group's attitude.
After all, Leo had already seen too many of the same things with the previous decapitation squad.
Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd.
A chubby man, dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes, slowly walked towards Leo.
The man approached Leo, bowed humbly, and said, "Greetings, esteemed wizard. Are you a wizard from the Tower of Dawn?"