Chapter 281 The Five-ring Necromancer
The meeting hall of the Icefield Temple was solemn and solemn.
The ice wall made of solid ice is thick and smooth, isolating the noise and cold from the outside world.
The ice wall is also carved with complex religious symbols, shining with mysterious light.
Several magic lamps hung high, emitting a soft and bright light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight, but not dazzling the eyes.
Because it is a meeting hall, where important matters in the sect are discussed and decided, confidentiality is very important. It is a completely closed room with no windows and only one door leading to the outside world.
In the center of the hall is a long ice table.
Two rows of chairs beside the ice table are neatly arranged, waiting for every mage to take a seat.
As for the main seat, there are three positions, respectively representing the three leaders of the Snowfield Guardian: the Archbishop, the Holy Inquisitor and the Chief Guardian.
At this moment, the high-level mages in the Snowfield Guardian headquarters have gathered here and sat down on the chairs next to the ice table, with different expressions on their faces.
「瑞安圣裁官，是有什么重要的事，这么着急地召集我们集中议事厅？」
三个主座位置上，现在有两个位置中坐着人。
The person who asked the question was one of the two people on the throne, Archbishop Luen.
In fact, the power structure among the Snowfield Guardians was originally with the Archbishop as the leader, and the Inquisitor in charge of the Hunters and the Chief Guardian in charge as deputies.
This structure was broken only after the previous Archbishop Lucy Hernandez failed to forcibly ascend the ring. She died of illness soon due to the backlash that damaged her body's vitality.
Because although Rune who succeeded him was also a fourth-level man, he was obviously not as powerful as Archbishop Lucy, and was not strong enough to convince Judge Ryan and Chief Quentin.
Hence, the Snowfield Guardians have now become the three-legged parliament.
Hearing Luen's inquiry, the hunter commander sitting in the other main seat, Holy Inquisitor Ruian, slowly swept his eyes from Archbishop Luen's face and the faces of the equally curious people, and said slowly in a low voice:
“We have called everyone here today because there is a major matter concerning the life and death of our sect that needs to be discussed.” The descendant mage is rushing towards our Icefield Temple. "
As soon as Ruian Holy Inquisitor's words came to the ground, the meeting hall, which was still immersed in a solemn atmosphere, instantly seemed to have been thrown into a huge stone and exploded.
Various voices of shock, confusion, and anger were intertwined. In the completely closed conference hall, it seemed as if an invisible storm was raging.
The Holy Inquisitor Ruian sat there quietly, allowing everyone to discuss and vent, without any wavering on his face.
It was not until a moment later that someone present noticed that something was wrong with his expression, and they began to quiet down.
"Holy Inquisitor, what is going on? We, the Snowfield Guardians, have no enmity with the Zhenbing Tribe. Why did Sunaifa lead his tribe to attack us for no reason? Where did you get the news?" Archbishop Luen asked the questions they were concerned about on behalf of everyone present.
The eyes of everyone in the meeting hall are now focused on the Holy Inquisitor Ruian, waiting for his answer.
The Holy Inquisitor of Ruian is over 400 years old this year. Even for the 600-year lifespan of the Fourth Ring Mage, this age is considered to be in middle and old age.
But he was very well maintained. There were not even many wrinkles on his face, and there was no gray in his hair. His whole person showed a sense of majesty.
"Of course it's not for nothing." Ruian seemed to think for a moment before he spoke slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the field was startled. So what was the reason?
Hian Ruian looked around at everyone and spoke again in a low voice: "Everything is because of me."
Because of you?"
Ryan said slowly: "The Zhenbing Tribe has found the person who will bring them hope of recovery in the prophecy left by War Mother Oretia, and supports him as the new king of the Zhenbing Tribe."
Archbishop Luen was astonished and subconsciously said: "In Oretia's era, the Iceborn bloodline had just begun to decline. Oretia was still a seven-ring Iceborn mage, and the ritual spells she performed were quite grand, so the Zhenbing Tribe has always been faithful to the prophecies she left behind."< "Even in the north, there are some tribes who believe in this prophecy and are looking forward to the appearance of the person in the prophecy."
h "Therefore, it is not surprising that the Zhenbing tribe will embrace the person of the prophecy as the new king. After all, they have lived by this prophecy for so many years."
From this tone, it is obvious that Archbishop Luen is not too convinced by this prophecy.
"There is a gap between the new king of the Zhenbing tribe and me." Ruian glanced at Archbishop Luen, chuckled, and changed his words: "Maybe more than a few."
"There is a gap? What kind of gap would allow this new king to directly lead a large force to attack our Icefield Temple?" Archbishop Luen said incredulously, and at the same time he was dissatisfied with Ruian's current casual attitude.
For the northern tribes, it is actually difficult to afford the resources required for a long-distance large-scale attack.
That is to say, the Zhenbing tribe has such a foundation, but it can only come once or twice at most, otherwise it will collapse internally first.
So how big of a gap is there to make the Zhenbing tribe go to war like this?
After getting into such a big trouble, Ruian's attitude of avoiding the important and taking the easy was really unacceptable to him.
Not only Archbishop Luen, but also the senior leaders of the sect present were also puzzled.
But Ruian did not answer Lu En's question, but changed the subject, "The first thing the new king did after being supported by the Zhenbing tribesmen and taking the throne was to decapitate the elder Donald, who had always had dissident intentions in the tribe, to completely eliminate the opposition within the tribe."
"He said that this is what he thought was unity."
"Because the only choice is the best choice."
Speaking of this, the face of Ruian's Holy Inquisitor showed appreciation, "This thing is indeed beautifully done, and even for me, it is a great inspiration."
“Why are you talking about this?” Lu En frowned.
"So, today I am so anxious to call you here to discuss matters, just to learn from the actions of the new king of the Zhenbing tribe." Ruian still did not answer Lu En's question, but looked at everyone and said with a smile.
But Ruian was clearly smiling, but everyone on the field felt an inexplicable chill, with chills running down their spines.
"Learn from the new king's actions? Ryan, what do you mean by this?" Archbishop Luen also noticed something was wrong and almost slammed the table on the spot.
"Archbishop, you are still so impatient."
Facing Archbishop Luen's rage, the face of Holy Inquisitor Ryan still maintained that elusive calmness and indifference, as if no sound could touch his heart at all.
However, at this moment, Ryan's body suddenly experienced violent mana fluctuations that were completely opposite to his calm expression.
An unprecedented sense of dead silence suddenly arose in the closed meeting hall.
Immediately afterwards, a heart-stopping vision suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Behind the Ruian Holy Magistrate, there are ink-colored dark tentacles extending out like the tentacles of a huge octopus in the deep sea!
These tentacles twisted and circled, baring their teeth and claws, carrying an ancient and evil aura, like living creatures, dancing flexibly in the air, directly wrapping around Archbishop Luen next to Ryan!
The power of the tentacles was too powerful. Although Archbishop Luen was a fourth-ring mage, he was insignificant in the face of the power of the tentacles and was directly held in place unable to move.
With the tentacles tightly entangled, wisps of blood mist emitted from Archbishop Luen's body.
As soon as the blood mist gushes out of Rune's body, it is sucked into the tentacles, and then flows into Ryan's body through the veins of the tentacles like a conduit that transports life.
Humbling to the naked eye, as this blood mist energy poured into his body, Ryan's complexion became rosy, even giving off a sickly sheen.
As a contrast, Lu En's complexion has turned deathly white at this moment, and his eyes are also a deathly white. The whole person looks like an old man who has been drained of his life force and is dying.
"Forbidden Necromancy, Energy Draining!" A horrified cry rang out.
Some people on the scene recognized the meaning of the terrifying vision in front of them.
These tentacles are the embodiment of the five-ring necromantic spell [Energy Draining Technique]. It is an evil spell that can directly extract the target's life force to heal and replenish one's own life force.
Being able to cast five-ring necromancy spells means that Ruian has been quietly promoted to a fifth-ring mage!
The moment they recognized this spell, everyone present realized its meaning and looked at Ryan with disbelief.
The fact that Ruian's Holy Inquisitor is already a fifth-circle mage is much more shocking than the fact that he can cast necromancy spells.
In the north, since the Iceborn bloodline has gradually declined, there has been no fifth-ring mage for many years.
“That’s what I mean.” Seeing Lu En’s face getting paler and his vitality draining away, Ryan’s calm and cold voice sounded in the meeting hall.
"Spare me." Rune's eyes were full of fear and despair at this moment. He struggled, using up his last bit of strength, to squeeze out intermittent pleas for mercy from his dry throat
He was still young, and his mage level was only at the early stage of the fourth level.
As for the mage, the higher the level, the greater the difference in strength, so Rune couldn't even survive a spell in front of Ryan, who was already at the fifth level.
Faced with Lu En's begging for mercy, Ruian was completely unmoved.
Facing the absolute power, Archbishop Luen could only watch his life force disappear bit by bit in despair.
Finally, the fire of his life was completely extinguished, leaving only an empty shell, sliding down from his seat and lying on the floor of the meeting hall.
However, even so, the Ruian Holy Inquisitor was still not ready to let Lu En go.
He stretched out his right hand, and a black line as deep as ink and extremely evil extended from his fingertips, carrying an endless chill and the breath of death, directly piercing Archbishop Luen's lifeless body.
Amid the horrified gazes of everyone, Archbishop Luen's body, which should have lost all vitality, actually began to tremble slightly, and then in an incredible way, he shakily got up from the ground.
His movements were stiff and weird, his eyes were empty and lifeless, like a puppet controlled by some evil force. He stood up mechanically, and then stood silently behind the Inquisitor Ruian.
Although he stood up, he was no longer the noble archbishop who once had the power of a fourth-ring mage, but a walking corpse controlled by necromancy.
Lu En's face showed no expression at all, and there was only deathly silence in his eyes.
It is still a forbidden necromancy spell.
After ruthlessly killing Rune, Ryan had to manipulate his body and turn it into his own chess piece and puppet.
This is the terrifying aspect of necromancy.
This scene made everyone shudder.
"As you can see, because I practice taboo necromancy, I became enemies with the new king."
Ryan clapped his hands lightly, and then the door of the meeting hall was suddenly pushed open, and Loic, who was let go by Gothe, was rudely escorted in by two hunters.
He looked up at the Holy Inquisitor Ruian sitting on the main seat and the Archbishop Luen behind him who had become a puppet, with horror written on his face.
Ryan said without even looking at Loic, he said to himself: "The new king asked Loic to give the message, or hand me over, and they will withdraw and stop disturbing the peace of our Icefield Temple."
A sneer appeared on Ryan's face. He looked around at everyone in the meeting hall and continued: "I know that after hearing the news, many of you will definitely be inclined to hand me over to avoid this war for the guardians of the snowfield. Especially Archbishop Luen, who is deeply attached to the sect, definitely does not want to fight with the Zhenbing tribe."
"But I definitely can't just surrender like this. Even my people will not agree to it. "
"This is not good. If there are such differences, this sect will fall into an atmosphere of disunity."
"So," Ruian smiled slightly, "I have made a choice for you, and now Archbishop Luen has supported me unconditionally. I believe that you will have no other opinions."
This sentence made everyone present feel a chill - Rune has become a zombie manipulated by Ryan, can we not support him unconditionally?
But what can they do?
The fourth-level Archbishops of Rune are unable to resist in front of Ryan and have become zombies. Can they, the third-level mages, still be able to compete with Ryan?
"You should respect the orders of the Holy Inquisitor." A dry and hoarse voice sounded in the meeting hall, and then more voices began to echo.
Although their hearts were full of unwillingness and helplessness, in the face of absolute power, surrender became their only choice.
Ryan nodded with satisfaction, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, scanning everyone present.
"Don't worry," he said slowly, with unquestionable determination in his voice, "Although the Zhenbing Tribe is powerful, it is really nothing in front of a five-ring necromancer."
h "I will resolve this matter personally. Those people from the Zhenbing Tribe who attempt to invade our Icefield Temple will never be able to step into the Icefield Temple. Half a step."
His tone was full of confidence and domineering, as if everything was under his control: "As for the sect, under my leadership, it will definitely embark on the road to glory again."
h"There is hope for recovery."
(End of this chapter)