Quadruple split

Shadow mages are a rare sect in the mage profession system. The number of people is extremely rare. Its origin can be traced back thousands of years. To this day, there are only ten thousand shadow mages in the entire Sinless Continent. Among them, there are only 10,000 shadow mages registered in the Mages Guild. Regular shadow mages account for 99% of them, and the strongest one among them only has the strength to enter the advanced level, and has not even touched the threshold of the great mage.

And Pierce Scrimgeour is a shadow mage who has not been recorded by the guild, and he is also a real grand mage.

There are no messy inheritances or restrictions. The Shadow Mage's practice method has never been a mystery. Whether it is related spells or corresponding knowledge, every mage guild's library has detailed information, but almost no one can master this method. The road has gone too far, and there are many talented people among those who hit the wall, so over time, few people are willing to major in this thankless route.

But Scrimgeour was different. Although he was just a middle-class student at first and started to study by himself for the reason of "being cool with shadows", when he was stuck at the level of intermediate shadow mage for seven years, he watched helplessly those who were not as talented as him. As people are promoted to high levels, their mentality gradually undergoes some less optimistic changes, and this change evolves into indignation and anger after experiencing some unpleasant little things, and then... just like most chuunibyou Similarly, he does not think that the problem lies with himself, nor does he think that the problem lies with the profession of shadow mage itself. Instead, he thinks that this special cliff is the fault of the world.

So, like many rather vulgar developments, Scrimgeour, who was not recognized and became cynical, left the Mages Guild, while studying shadow magic on his own, while traveling in the Innocence Continent. With the skills of a high-level mage, he can make a living anywhere, and he will definitely not starve to death.

Later, Scrimgeour experienced a lot of disturbing or heart-wrenching things. As he advanced to a higher level, his thoughts became more extreme. A certain woman who died in his arms became more and more extreme in the process. It played a decisive role.

Then he could no longer make any progress. Five years had passed, and Stringer, who had worked hard to hone himself, had not gained anything. Although he could barely live without food and clothing, this was not what he wanted.

Later, by chance, Scrimgeour met a certain Viper's first-class deacon, and after the latter tempted him on the grounds that he could quickly increase his strength, he chose to join the group without saying a word.

A few years later, after various infighting, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, intrigues, PY transactions (crossed out), killing people, treating guests and giving gifts, Scrimgeour was successfully promoted to a second-class operator, and in the process He used the organization's massive resources to push himself from a high-level mage to a magister level, and then he went smoothly. He was promoted to a grand magister at the age of forty without encountering any bottlenecks, and his status also improved dramatically. Became a first-class operator.

The middle-aged boy who used to think it was cool to play with shadows has long since disappeared. Now Pierce Scrimgeour has become an out-and-out villain, and a very powerful one at that.

He has been able to freely control all the 'shadow' qualities within a radius of two hundred meters. With just a thought, he can kill everyone present except himself, including high-level monk Sergei and Lei who is about to wet his pants. Neither Hawkwood nor the dragon-turned-motan, the awakened Jadekar, or the rampaging Anthony Dabbs would be spared.

If the strength gap between Mo Tan and others and Sergei is 250 and 1000, then Scrimgeour, who is two levels higher than Sergei, must have at least 100,000 combat power.

But now, this first-class operator who had lost his patience finally took action himself.

"You are all promising young people. Well, there is also an old senior who seems to have finally broken through the bottleneck. Please accept my tribute. I have also been in a trough period for a long time. If the situation were different, we would definitely have a lot to talk about. Gotta get it.”

Scrimgeour made a mage salute to Jadka, whose face was as dark as water, then gently shook the dark lantern in his hand, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, you still have to keep your lives here, I Unlike the waste next to me, I don't think it's wise to send you to the black workshop or that disgusting 'institution'. After all, if one of you survives in the black workshop or is even absorbed into the organization, As one of the perpetrators, I will become very embarrassed, and the beautiful half-orc lady, if she is sold to a strong man at a high price, or is taken as a captive by an adult and says something bad about me. , may lead to some undesirable consequences.”

"So I still have to thank you?"

Ji Xiaoge curled his lips and sneered at Scrimgeour: "Save us from insult and torture?"

The latter lightly tapped the mask on his face and said leisurely: "You can say that, because those two places really make people feel that life is worse than death. So, I personally think it's time for the chat time to end."

"Wait a moment!"

Jadeka, who was almost tied into a rice dumpling by those shadow claws, suddenly roared and gritted his teeth: "Do you know where this place is?"

Scrimgeour shrugged noncommittally and gently shook the lantern in his hand. The next second, six dark shadow blades slowly rose from the shadow under his feet and turned precisely towards the five and six members of the Wangwang team. head.

"This is Cassello Grassland!"

Jadeka, who was lying on the ground, turned his face sideways, stared at Scrimgeour, whose face was hidden under the mask, and asked loudly: "Do you know who I am?"

"A dying man."

Scrimgeour said calmly, raising his other hand.

"My name is Jadka, Jadka Diesel, from the Diesel family!"

The old mage, whose head was close to the ground, spoke quickly and in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "If you kill me and my friends here, we will definitely not end well!"

"Are these your last words?"

Scrimgeour nodded slightly and asked with interest: "I will definitely not end well? For example?"

"for example."

Jadeka felt the trembling ground becoming more violent, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "The anger of the Diesel family."

"What about the Diesel family? Not to mention that no one will know that I killed you, even if they know."

Scrimgeour sneered, waved his arm heavily, and threw out the six shadow blades that had been aimed at the eyebrows of several people and could kill a high-level professional head-on. He sneered: "How can I do this for you?" What can a bad mage do?"

Phew~

The sharp blade that shot at Jadeka was gently pinched by a generous hand. At the same time, Mo Tan and others only felt that their eyes were blurred. The shadows that were about to take their lives did not leave any trace. The ground disappeared into the air, and the shadow that imprisoned him also disappeared unconsciously.

Scrimgeour also felt that his eyes were blurred. As the Grand Mage, he also had no idea what was going on, so he was cut off from the shadows that were already at his fingertips.

He looked up somewhat stiffly and met the eyes of an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in front of Jadeka.

It was a middle-aged man with a face as sharp as a knife. His figure was similar to that of Mo Tan before he transformed into a dragon. His beard was trimmed very neatly. He wore a set of dark silver luxurious plate armor, and a pair of huge, weather-beaten There are a large number of magic carvings printed on both sides of the shoulder pads, and there is a emblem painted on the flying black cloak behind him. It is two lion heads that lead each other and roar, with their eyes and manes burning with raging flames.

That's the coat of arms of the Diesel family

Whether it was Scrimgeour and Sergei, Mo Tan, Yaya, Ji Xiaoge, Dabbs, or that Rex Hawkwood, they all turned their attention to the sudden appearance of the middle man at the same time. year man.

Then

"Hey, Thief Sun!!"

Jadeka got up from the ground with some difficulty and slapped the man in front of him on the back of the head.

【ha? ! 】

Ji Xiaoge and Dabus were stunned at the time. The former's beautiful eyes turned like mosquito coils, and the latter even shouted angrily at the old mage: "Finally, someone who looks like a positive character has appeared. You are scolding me?" What are you doing!"

And then.

"Hey, grandpa, I'm really sorry, I came here late."

The domineering middle-aged man turned around and looked at Jadeka, and lowered his head deeply: "You can whip me."

"Little brat, can you talk beyond your head? Can I really hit you?"

Jadeka poked the middle-aged man in the head again.

"Hey, you are right, you are right."

"Can you make some progress! It's okay to let those low-class little families provoke, there are not many people who can control the situation at the racecourse! Did you have a tea egg in your head?!"

"No, no, grandpa, please listen to my explanation. In fact, I am responsible for watching from the racecourse today."

"You have a pretty face, don't you? The head of the family is quite proud when he comes to see the horse farm, isn't he? Why don't you shovel horse manure when you are so free?!"

"Yes, yes, uncle, you can say it."

"Don't talk back!!"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"What the hell was wrong with me!"

"Everywhere is right, everywhere is right!"

"Fart! I haven't been home for so many years, how could I possibly say everything right!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Um?"

"No, no, no!"

The man whom Jadeka called the 'dignified head of the family' was sweating profusely and nodding his head, being trained like a third grandson by the junior mage in front of him.

Everyone: "."

Ji Xiaoge suddenly reacted, and then limped to Mo Tan, who had just climbed up, and whispered: "Well, isn't this person the one we saw at the door of Blue Carp House before? that."

"Well, that's him."

Mo Tan nodded slightly and replied with the same volume: "No wonder I thought he looked familiar at the time, because he looked a little like Jadeka."

"So he is."

"Well, if nothing else happens, he should be."

"Darian Dissell."

The middle-aged man who was finally finished with the training smiled slightly at Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, and nodded to Yaya and Anthony Dabbs who were lying on the ground: "The current patriarch of the Diesel family, thank you very much for your support. I’m very grateful for your care.”

Dabbs, who had fallen into sluggish mode, blinked, shook his head blankly and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge smiled and waved their hands.

"I remember you. I'm sorry that I didn't identify myself to you two before. This is what Grandpa meant. Well, let's talk about old times later."

Darien Disel smiled, then turned to look at Scrimgeour not far away, and said lightly: "Who are you?"

"I am Pierce Scrimgeour, a first-class operator of the Viper Chamber of Commerce."

Scrimgeour, who had acted like a charming villain just now, could not even speak clearly. He staggered back half a step under Darien's calm and indifferent gaze, and said tremblingly: "I can explain. , I can explain to Mr. Diesel that this is all a misunderstanding."

"Both of you~"

Darien turned to look at Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, and asked gently: "Is this the person who hurt you and my uncle like this?"

Before Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge could answer, Scrimgeour answered loudly: "No, no! I just trapped a few of them. The injuries on their bodies were all caused by Sergei, not me!"

He pointed in a panic at Sergei, who was already dumbfounded. All the demeanor of the Grand Magister was gone.

"Is that so?"

Darien did not pay attention to him, but continued to look at Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, and after receiving their acquiescence, he nodded slightly and whispered: "I see, then"

He suddenly disappeared from the spot. When everyone reacted, they had already grabbed Scrimgeour's head, picked it up, and then threw it into the sky: "You can die more happily."

I saw the ring on his left thumb shining slightly, and the next second, a huge black shadow passed through the air, and then Scrimgeour's struggling figure turned into dozens of pieces very evenly, smashing silently. On the ground.

[Knight Skill—Shattered Sun]

Knight active skills

Mastery requirements: Possessing the profession ‘Great Lord’ or corresponding superior profession, possessing the skill ‘Extreme Chivalry’, two-handed weapon proficiency level 89, constitution 900, strength 1000

Consumption/restrictions: 2000 stamina, holding two-handed weapons

Effect: Make seven to nine extremely heavy slashes within 0.33 seconds, causing huge physical damage to the designated target within the user's attack range. Starting from the second slash, each slash will gain an additional 15% Damage increase, if the target's remaining health is less than 35% of the user's upper limit of health, subsequent slashes will definitely trigger a critical hit, and will have 100% additional [laceration] and [bleeding] effects. If the target's remaining health is If it is lower than 10% of the user's upper limit of health, and there are more than three slashes left, there is a 90% chance of triggering an instant death effect and tearing the target's body into pieces. The cooldown time is two minutes.

Trait 1: The final blow causes equal fire damage.

Trait 2: Each slash has a certain chance of breaking any non-soul-bound equipment with a quality below Unique Epic.

Trait 3: If this skill is used with one hand, the attack speed will be increased by an additional 100%.

Trait 4: Silent.

[Note: This was created by Theodore Diesel, the second-generation patriarch of the Diesel family, when he sneaked into hostile forces to seize confidential documents. With this trick, until Mr. Theodore successfully retreated, no one was left alive. ) people discovered that he had infiltrated. 】

Chapter 500: End