Taoist Quick Wear

No. 187 Dark Crow Lane is an underground tavern. There is a scantily clad bartender standing at the door. When Si Qingyan and Lance Feier approached, they saluted respectfully. They did not dare to show obvious fear or fear, nor did they dare to stay away. Run away.

Some wizards would actually take action because they felt they were disrespectful.

This kind of just the right kind of respect can only be found after filling several lives.

The tavern was very busy and noisy. There were mercenaries from the outside chatting loudly, and there were also dancers twisting their waists to the enthusiastic music. After Si Qingyan and Lance Feier came in, there were people who were responsible for reception to guide them.

"Sir, would you like some Sands wine?"

"For all truth." Si Qingyan said directly.

"Sir, please come down to the second floor. The others have already arrived."

The pub also has a second underground floor. After going down the stairs, it suddenly became quiet, as if you had entered a second world.

This place was arranged in advance into a huge conference room. From the burn marks that cannot be concealed on the wall and some residual witchcraft fluctuations, it can be imagined that many witchcraft experiments must have been done.

"Oh, who is here? It's a bit late today."

Someone is looking this way.

Si Qingyan didn't say anything, didn't take off his hood, and silently found a seat to sit.

Some witchcraft can cause a person's temperament to change drastically, making them gloomy and withdrawn. Years of research also leaves them without enough energy to maintain social interactions. Being habitually silent and not communicating with others has become the norm for wizards. Neither Si Qingyan nor Lance Feier attracted their attention.

Before arriving, the two of them had already disguised themselves, exuding fluctuations unique to wizards, and looked no different from other wizards.

At about eight o'clock, the person presiding over the meeting came in, pulled down his hood, and revealed a gentle and kind face. He was an old man with a white beard that children would like. However, there was a chilling black light flashing in his eyes.

"The time has expired, and those who are late will withdraw from this operation by default."

"Yunka Continent has fallen, and those white-robed wizards have been captured by the temple. When the idiots in the temple ask about witchcraft and potions, they will be burned to death. I think we should not retain the original attitude towards ordinary people. . Those ordinary people are fools who were fooled by the temple, and there is no need to worry about their lives. "

"If we can control the entire Dark City, use the humans here to experiment with new witchcraft and develop more strength-enhancing potions. I'm sure that our research will more than double, and maybe there will be something that can truly fight against the gods. Wizards, no longer have to live this life of running around."

"Best, you are too extreme. We are just ordinary humans before we learn witchcraft." A female wizard said.

"When the temple burned you to death, they never thought that you were just an ordinary human being before. Useless kindness always seems ridiculous. Please listen to me and don't interrupt me again." Old Wizard Best's tone was gloomy and serious.

"This is only temporary. Anyway, the people in the Dark City are all exiles from the mainland. They are all burdened with sins and are born unclean people. They will be executed if they leave the Dark City. Such existences that are not accepted by the outside world will die of witchcraft. Art and devotion to the great truth is the greatest contribution they can make."

"This way of death is a great blessing for all the humble refugees in Andu. They will always die, either from hunger, from disease, or from fighting for a piece of rotten cheese... It is better to let them Dying in the advancement of witchcraft moved me to tears."

When the old wizard Best said this, he wiped the corners of his eyes.

These words really come from the heart and are very contagious.

"Even if we don't take action, those lackeys of the gods will come to Andu. They will judge everything here. They will not care about the life and death of these criminals."

"That won't be too late."

"This is our only option at the end of the road."

"Making changes always requires pioneers and sacrifices. All of today's decisions are made by me, Best, alone. I am willing to bear the blame for this forever. I only hope to see the day when the divine power is overthrown!"

His tone became more and more passionate, with a powerful appeal.

"My apprentices and acquaintances must not move." The witch who spoke before interrupted again.

"Oh, Moriarty, you always like to interrupt. We still need slaves to govern and rule this place, and of course we must leave some living people. You can refine some potions and let them drink them in advance. I will We will pour magic potion into the water source of Andu, and those who do not drink the antidote will become incapacitated puppets, so that we can experiment with witchcraft."

"Best, you always think very carefully. You are a true wise man." Moriarty praised.

"I'm not as good as you say, but it's actually out of my own selfishness. I am confident that I can create a potion that prolongs life, and I am even willing to teach the potion to other wizards unconditionally..."

Below, the wizards spoke one after another:

"Oh, that's amazing, are you telling the truth?"

"I agree with your proposal. The Dark City should be controlled by us."

"Those nobles are as rotten as bugs, yet they still have such a arrogant face. It's really disgusting."

Si Qingyan was silent the whole time, and Lance Feier was trembling all over.

"I don't think this is a good idea. Best, why not spread witchcraft directly to everyone in the Dark City? There will always be people with the talent to become wizards. If they grow up, they will bring us great help."

"Just think about it, a whole city of wizards, how powerful it would be!" Another old wizard stood up, trembling, the witchcraft fluctuations on his body were very intense, it can be seen that he was very powerful.

"What you said is indeed a good idea. Will those stupid humans learn witchcraft? Do they dare to learn witchcraft? Most people can't even write their own names. Are you sure you can turn most people in Dark City into wizards before the judgment of the temple comes? You may be old and your mind is not clear." Although Best's tone was gentle, the content was quite harsh.

"Even if it is possible, who will provide those materials? There is no organization that prepares materials specifically for wizards. Even when we need certain materials, we can't find them. How can we supply the needs of so many wizards? If you firmly oppose it, then please leave Dark City."

"You are simply crazy to do this. Witchcraft cannot be improved in a short period of time. The birth of each witchcraft has been studied and improved for at least a hundred years. Even if many people die, it is impossible for a wizard who can face the gods directly..."

The old wizard became excited.

He may retain some reason.

But the wizards present did not agree with his idea.

He argued alone, seemed very lonely, and had no way to defeat Best.

"Mr. Vitolov, are you there?" He looked around, trying to find his best friend.

Best sneered, he stood up, a wizard staff appeared in his hand, and chanted a spell to the old wizard. The strange tone caused the elements in the air to tremble, and a thick black smoke with a pungent smell rushed towards the old wizard.

Best laughed:

"That stubborn and stupid thing Vitolov is waiting for you in hell, hurry down to accompany him!"

"Kill this rebel! Weakness will only kill us!" He shouted loudly:

"All wizards! Let's share the life extension potion! Subvert the rule of God!"

"You..." The old wizard was extremely shocked and hurriedly set up a protective shield. Another wizard behind him took out a dagger and stabbed him--

Clang!

The dagger was hit by a white light and broke into pieces before it fell to the ground.

Si Qingyan pulled down his hood and turned on the special effects.

The heavy pressure instantly enveloped the entire second underground space. Except for Lance Feier and the horrified old wizard, everyone else was suppressed and knelt on the ground, unable to move.

He turned into a god wearing the crown of the moon elves again, transcendent and out of the world, making people dare not look directly at him.

The huge cold halo behind him seemed to have traveled through the ages and had the power to suppress everything.

"I'm here, come and subvert me." Si Qingyan looked down at the group of wizards and gradually smiled, very gentle, as if he saw his people who made him happy.

"Don't you want to subvert the gods?" His voice was much gentler, and he said to the wizard on the ground:

"Get up, Best, look at me."

Best stood up uncontrollably.

All living beings must not disobey the words of the gods.

He heard the bones of his whole body clamoring under the terrifying pressure, quickly shattered, and blood dripping from the black robe. At this moment, it was particularly clear in the silent room.

After Best raised his head, before he could see the young god's appearance clearly, his eyes exploded.

Mortals cannot look directly at gods.

For a moment, the scene was very messy. The area around Si Qingyan was always clean, and those could not get close to his divine domain. Si Qingyan asked condescendingly:

"Do you feel the pain?"

"You feel the same pain as those ordinary people. You are very scared now, and even your soul is trembling. Are you afraid of death? In this respect, you are no nobler than anyone else."

"You can't overthrow the gods, but just drag others to be buried with your stupidity and selfishness."

"Don't use sentient beings as an excuse to cover up your demands. Tell me what you really think in your heart."

Best trembled all over and spoke uncontrollably:

"I'm dying. I have to devour the vitality of those ordinary people to break through and become a higher-level wizard."

"Dark City is not safe. It has been targeted by the gods. After I break through, I will leave here immediately and go overseas to find a new habitable place."

"The cause of Vitolov's death." Si Qingyan said in a flat tone.

"I was experimenting with a new potion among the poor and was discovered by Vitolov. He did not approve of my experiment and thought it violated the truth. He argued with me and tried to destroy my potion. I pretended to agree with him, and when he turned his back, I attacked him and successfully killed him." Best was in great pain and could not see anything. He only felt pain. He told the truth in a mechanical and respectful tone.

"Take out the potion and the specific plan."

Best said with difficulty:

"The potion has been given to my disciples. They went to the Feier family. At this time, they should cooperate inside and outside to kill all the nobles..."

Lance Feier trembled all over and could not believe it.

Si Qingyan directly cut the entire second-floor underground conference room out of the space and put it into his crystal ball.

"Lance, calm down, things are not that bad."

The next moment, he took Lance Feier to the outside of the castle where the Feier family was.

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