Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

Frozen castle, top.

Wakraf and Boras stood side by side, one tall and one short, one in a formal dress and the other in a black robe, watching the ghost wizard walking away in silence for a long time.

Until those black robes disappeared from their sight, they turned around in a tacit understanding, walked to the tall chair made of bone jade, and sat down.

"Hopefully they can all survive."

There was no expression on the skull of Boras, and there was no tone in the harsh words.

However, Wakraf understood what he wanted to express and said calmly: "It has been too long since the last expedition, and it is time to add a new legend."

"Boras, you know. No matter which world we are in, the only one we wizards can rely on is ourselves."

"Including man-made tests?"

If it weren't for the lack of pupils, Boras would have wanted to roll his eyes for him.

"Ha!" Wakraf pushed up his sunglasses and said mockingly: "So, is this the reason why you didn't completely eliminate all 'devourers'?"

"Boras, for the first time, I discovered that you also have a kind side."

"Don't accuse me wrongly," Boras didn't panic at all, and simulated a cold snort: "Those 'devourers' who are still alive only devoured one, and they still won in a one-on-one situation. of."

“Wouldn’t it be good to give such ‘devourers’ a chance and let them go to the world of the dead to be gravekeepers?”

"You are the deputy chairman, you are right." Waklav said noncommittally.

"I am indeed better than you, the chief wizard who never interferes with the affairs of the school."

Boras was so excited by his tone that he jumped up on the table, took out his cane and cast two tickling spells, and said:

"Do you still know that I am the Vice Chairman of the Ghost? Tell me honestly, how dangerous is this expedition to the Cordo Sea?"

Wakraf stretched out his fingers to easily eliminate those spells, and asked with a smile: "What if I don't?"

"No?"

Boras was speechless for a while.

He was also helpless. He couldn't beat him again and again, and he knew very little information. Moreover, he had not participated in the plan with the three chief wizards of the Blood Spirit and the Mysterious School before...

"Chief Warklav, I hope you will kill less for the sake of the ghosts."

"Killing..."

Wakraf suppressed his smile, the sun shone on his face through the crystal dome of the frozen castle, and his eyes hidden under the sunglasses were always closed.

"Boras, I have a hunch that 'killing', 'despair', 'disaster' and 'chaos' will become the melody of this world next."

"Um?"

Without waiting for Boras to ask doubtfully, Wakraf pointed upward with his finger and continued:

"Even if the wizards of the school don't die in the Kordo Sea, they will die at the hands of those 'weirdos'. It's better to let some of them improve their strength as much as possible, and maybe they can play a greater role."

"What do you know?" Boras asked, staring at him.

"You know everything you need to know. Do you still remember what I told you before that the incident between Ragnar and the Mysterious School was due to some mysterious influence on him?"

"Remember."

"That's proof."

A sneer with murderous intent appeared on Waclav's face: "Even the esoteric school that has been passed down for three epochs is almost destroyed. If we don't make some preparations, we will be cleared away like garbage!"

Boras hesitated and asked, "Is it 'chaos'?"

The only person he could think of who had such strength was the Chaos Sect that had existed since the end of the Second Era.

Those people have deep connections with the monsters outside the "Clothes of the World".

"Maybe, but the most likely thing is that it's something more powerful than them."

"These are just my guesses, but judging from various signs, this guess is infinitely close to the truth."

"No wonder you were so aggressive when you came back this time..."

"Radical? I don't think so." Wakraf shook his head and said.

Boras clicked and said: "Nearly half of the wizards from each research center left, and even the wizards from the 'Forbidden Research Institute' came out with them. Isn't this considered radical?"

"Even during the previous expedition to the Occult School and Mechanical School, the number of wizards did not reach this level."

"Hoho, if we don't need people to stay in the Northern Continent, I even hope that all the wizards of the entire school will go to the Kordo Sea."

Boras looked at him deeply, "I hope you are right..."

"Of course, since I took over the position of chief wizard, I have never missed one!"

Wakraf has such confidence not only because of his own strength, but also because of his trust in the current ghost wizard.

After clearing out "The Devourer" and losing one-fifth of its combat power, so what?

Forcibly giving the remaining wizards the opportunity to create experience may involve a lot of sacrifices, so what?

As long as this primitive world can exist forever, the inheritance of their ghosts and wizards will not be interrupted.

Compared with this goal, everything in the process is inevitable.

——No one can escape, not even him, the chief wizard of the Ghost School, a demigod wizard comparable to the ancient gods!

…

…

At the same time, the same scene also happened on the east and west continents.

The Blood Spirit wizards in the Western Continent, led by Fili Azevedo, the director of the school's wizard management office, rushed eastward to the Cordo Sea.

Compared with the simplicity of the Ghost School, the wealthy Blood Spirit School directly went to its neighbor Mechanical School to order mechanical speeding cars in bulk, reaching a terrifying speed of 800 kilometers per hour.

At the same time, Velosa also issued an announcement in the name of the Blood Spirit School - keeping everyone along the way away.

Including but not limited to Mechanical School, Red Moon Church, Abyss Sect, Desire Sect...

"Damn madman, I curse these wizards who go to the Kordo Sea, they will never come back!"

Patrice Adkins, the chief wizard of the Mechanical School, also wanted to join after learning about the joint expedition of the three wizarding schools of Ghost, Blood Spirit and Mystery.

But after he asked around, the three bastards actually rejected his proposal.

Among them, the response from the Ghost School is the most extreme - don't associate with the metal lump that has transformed your brain!

"Damn it, at least our origin, soul, and spirit are still there. What kind of garbage are you ghost undead creatures?"

Patrice was so angry that he turned around and formed an alliance with the Shadow School, advancing and retreating together.

He wanted to see what the goals of the three major wizarding schools were in their expedition to the Cordo Sea!

It shouldn't be possible to have something to do with the Red Moon Island of the Red Moon Church, right?

…

The situation in the Eastern Continent is exactly the same, but unlike the high-profile ghosts and blood spirits, the Mysterious Spirit School is much more low-key.

Except for the initial announcement of the expedition to the Cordo Sea, no wizard in the entire occult school from top to bottom disclosed anything to the outside world.

Not only that, when the mysterious wizards left the tower, Ragnar even sealed off the entire tower area, allowing no entry or exit.

He looked like he was frightened by the previous "Reality Clock".

"Rosa, I'll leave them to you."

"Chief Ragnar, are you sure you want me to lead the team there?"

As the deputy wizard of the Mysterious School, Rosa didn't want to agree to it after learning that the Ghost and Blood Spirit schools were only led by a top legendary wizard.

But she couldn't resist Ragnar's repeated requests, and since she was the only one with the authority to control the tower, she had no choice but to agree.

"I let you lead the team because I hope you can provide them with better protection in the early stages," Ragnar said with a serious expression: "This expedition is of great importance. It is not as simple as you know."

"So what exactly?"

"I can't tell you yet. Velosa, Vaclav and I need time to confirm again."

Rosa glared at him and hummed: "Mysterious, this is the most annoying thing about you wizards of the destiny divination system!"

"..."

Ragna opened his mouth and wanted to say not to rise to the magic system, but if he thought about it carefully, those of them who were favored by fate were indeed unable to speak clearly about many things.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Rosa was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she flashed to another slightly shorter tower and activated the rune circle.

"All wizards, do not leave the room, enter meditation and stay ready to fight at any time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and the tower rose from the ground.

The top of the tower shines with a faint blue light. The initial speed is not very fast, but after rising to a certain height, the surrounding space ripples like ripples.

Then, the entire tower was slowly squeezed into the gap in space and disappeared.

Looking at the tower area that had returned to calm, Ragnar sighed.

"I hope you are all safe..."

…

In the Dawn Sanctuary, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Mysterious School, there is the golden palace located at the highest point.

Pope Saint Jobin XV, holding a scepter made of gold, sits on the golden throne. Under his long golden hair is a handsome and angular face like a sculpture, with bright and dazzling pupils with a slight smile. , staring at the nothingness outside.

The golden robe he wore had a large sun pattern printed on the chest, but two clouds could be vaguely seen at the hem, one red and one white.

"The Mystic School has also set off."

"Your Majesty the Pope, you mean the expedition?"

At this time, there was a row of archbishops wearing red robes and golden crowns standing in the main hall, almost the entire Dawn Church.

These archbishops are in charge of the Judgment, Judgment, Heroic, Kind, Profane and other knights respectively. They are the second beings who can directly order the knights besides the saints.

However, compared to the saints who possess authority and power, the archbishops rely on the power of Dawn Faith, and almost every one of them has strength that surpasses the saints.

"expedition?"

St. Jobin XV showed a warm and warm smile: "That is just a reasonable excuse given by the wizards to the outside world."

"Do they have other purposes?" Henrietta asked solemnly, standing in the middle of the team.

"The great existence told me that in the Forbidden Era, the actions of the wizards were the beginning of chaos in the world. Since it is chaos... it is an unimaginable disaster."

"Then do you need me to wait?" Another cardinal archbishop asked.

"It's not yet time."

St. Jobin XV shook his head, looked at Henrietta and asked: "How are the preparations of the 'Profane' Knights?"

"Three thousand two hundred loyal knights have joined." Henrietta said with a slightly cold tone: "They are receiving the baptism of 'blasphemy'."

"oh."

St. Jobin XV thought for a few seconds, stood up slowly, held the golden scepter and put it on the ground, and said lightly:

"Then let them go. This is God's will, and it is also the experience and test of Saint Kali."

Henrietta's eyes flickered slightly, she drew a circle with her hands on her chest, bowed and said, "I will guide them well."

St. Jobin XV glanced at him, "We need the power of 'blasphemy'."

"yes."

…

…

Cordo Sea, next to a certain island.

The Araniga was forced to dock in the shallow sea again, and Suad looked at the golden cloth in his hand with an ugly expression.

"no respond!"

"no respond!"

"You bastard from the Twilight Sect, did you escape?"

Suad was already crazy, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he roared: "The bastard who provoked those wizards and started the war in the Cordo Sea escaped?!"

"damn it!!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Next to them, "The Ripper" Domitri Pruitt, "The Strange Doctor" Nicholas Pastor, and "The Sea Beast" Woodward Ryder Giraldo also had ugly expressions.

At the critical moment when the Black Pearl took the initiative to launch an attack and the three wizarding schools of Ghost, Spirit, and Blood Spirit jointly went on an expedition, they could no longer contact the Twilight Sect.

Now the Aranica is in a dilemma!

"Boss,"

Domitri caught a glimpse of the other two people from the corner of his eye. Seeing that they both had their heads lowered and the teacher was obedient, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and stand up.

"explain!"

"The current situation is not critical yet. Without the Twilight Sect people, we can completely draw a clear line with them."

Domitri spoke quickly, fearing that his proposal would be rejected before he finished speaking.

"Besides, I don't think Black Jack's attack will end here."

"Judging from the current situation, Black Jack has the help of an extraordinary person who is proficient in the extraordinary characteristics of space. Otherwise, they would not be able to pursue the four pirate groups overnight."

"So, we should contact those allies as soon as possible and ask them to be careful to hide..."

"hide?"

As expected, Suad stared at him with a stern face, "This is a war at sea, a war that follows the oath of the "Pirate Code"!"

“Once you start, there’s no turning back!”

"This is true for us, the Araniga, and it is also true for the pirates who stand beside us!"

"The winner wins the Cordo Sea, and the loser either dies in the deep sea or flees to various continents. There is no third possibility!"

"Now you tell me that you want them to hide? Then do we have to hide together? Avoid Black Jack, avoid the Ghost School, and avoid the 'Emperor of the Sea'!?"

By the end of the sentence, Suad's voice was already roaring, and his expression became more ferocious with anger.

He was angry that the Twilight Sect had simply left, and abandoned them directly.

He was angry at the Black Pearl's counterattack, which resulted in the loss of four pirate groups and five legendary pirates overnight.

What makes him even more angry is that these all happened before the "Emperor of the Sea" Isabello Clijsters appeared.

It was hard for Suad to imagine that when Isabello showed up, there would still be room for their Araniga in the Cordo Sea...

Domitri: "Then..."

But before he could finish speaking, Suad raised his hand and interrupted: "I'll leave this to you, Domitri. I'll personally pick up those allies!"

"Boss..."

"This is the best way right now!"

Suad looked at the few people coldly: "Otherwise, we can only wait for them to be killed!"