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Chapter 214 The Great Arcanist Owo

Chapter 214 The Great Arcane Owo

When bound by this mysterious force and dragged, Wengerens's body was dragged in a direction.

Looking at the direction behind him, Wengerns couldn't help but widen his eyes, because if he remembered correctly, there was a concave stone wall at the beginning, but now it has disappeared and replaced it is a stone chamber with no bottom.

"Hehehehehehe what were you talking about just now? Hum? I woke me up and looked for the remains of the floating city? Hehe, should you say you are ignorant, or are you so bold that you are forgetful?"

At this time, Wengerns and the other four were dragging into the stone chamber with this force. Looking from the outside, it looked like a luxurious hall, but there was still no one to see.

At this time, Wengerns had calmed down and passed the whole thing in his mind like a video. He immediately felt a little in his heart. He tried to move his jaw, and found that the constraints on his face were reduced at this time. It seemed that in order to facilitate Wengerns and others to answer him, he deliberately weakened the constraints on his face.

"Mr. Owo, this time we came here, we didn't seem to disturb you. We mainly didn't expect that there are still living great arcane artists with power on the Fennon continent." Wengerns said in a surprising way, which made Ainila and others on the side stunned.

And this time, Wengerns rarely used honorifics. You should know that even when facing the legendary ranger Drizzt, Wengerns had never used these honorifics.

However, if you think about the object Wengerns calls you, you will understand that as an arcane or an arcane spellcaster, it is inevitable to have respect for the great arcane. Now you are not facing the semi-dead lich in the Zander Basin. With the situation that the other party just made everyone appear, you can understand that the other party has absolutely not lost his strength.

In this case, do you still need to teach me what to do?

"Oh? I found who I am? It's really not fun and boring. Wouldn't you let me have more fun?" A slightly dissatisfied voice came from the front. At this time, Wengerns and others had entered the hall. It could be found that the layout here was very similar to the remains under the Zander Basin.

At the same time, a door located directly opposite Wengerns and others suddenly opened and a figure walked out of it.

No, it can't be said to be a figure. To some extent, it can be said that this is a dumpling that just jumped out like this

That's right, it's Tuanzi, because the image of the great arcane who claimed to be Owo in front of him was a bit beyond everyone's expectations. His whole body was covered with fat, and he jumped when he walked, and even the fat body was shaking. There was an inexplicable smile on his face, and the eyes of Wengerens and others were extremely strange.

"Come on, tell me, why do you think I am the great arcane Owo?" He still looked like a hippie smile, but the light that was inadvertently revealed from his squinting eyelids because of his thickness made Wengerens shudder, letting him know that if the answer to the reply was wrong, the other party would definitely kill him without mercy.

"It's mainly because you can cast such powerful human immobilization and the mage's hand on us. In the area of ​​Garners Forest, there is a dead magic area. People like us who have to use magic nets to cast spells cannot successfully cast magic here. Even legendary wizards cannot break this iron law. The only exception is the arcane wizards who could cast spells alone three hundred years ago."

"And according to the information, only Lord Owo, you are the most likely to survive and live to this day, and this is why we can control us so easily is reasonable. After all, the gap in strength is too big, so I infer that you are the great arcane Owo." Wengerns quickly explained his inference.

"Uh... I've been here for too long and have never been affected by this dead magic area. I have forgotten this. Haha, mistake, mistake." The Li Ming in my eyes disappeared, and the fat man in front of me said with a smile like a kind and good person.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to correct you. I didn't survive. When the accident happened, if I were not lucky, I would have turned into ashes. It was still a last resort left at the last moment. It turned me into a lich, so I could survive until now." Owo suddenly had a serious expression and said to Wengerns and others seriously.

"Lich?"

After hearing the other party's answer, Wengerns looked at the extremely fat body of Owo in front of him with an extremely surprised expression. However, after a closer look, Wengerns found that the ** in front of him was really strange. At least, although the fat meat was elastic, it turned out to be dead gray.

"Sure enough... this is the feeling of negative energy." Although he lost the ability to cast spells because this is the dead magic area, this does not mean that Wengerns has even been deprived of the ability to observe. As an arcane who has a deep study of necromancer, Wengerns quickly realized that the ** in front of him should be aggregated by negative energy.

In other words, this should be the effect of some kind of necromancer that Wengerns had never seen before

"That's right, this is a spell I invented. I named it Owo Physician, which specifically adds physical body to skeleton bodies such as lichs." Owo proudly promoted it to Wengerns and others.

"Well... Is this spell effective? What are the benefits of increasing this body?" Wengerns thought of the bones and asked Owo.

"Oh, did you ask for your little skeleton? It's really strange to say that skeleton is really good. I've never seen such a weird and wise skeleton. Don't you think that adding an extra body is the advantage? Do you want more benefits?" Owo and his incomprehensible eyes stared at Wengerns.

After hearing Owo say this, Wengerns choked speechlessly and had to give up the intention of letting the bone have a physical body. If the physical body created by this spell can improve its strength or something, Wengerns is willing to try to see if he can learn it.

It’s a pity that if it’s just for decoration, then forget it. After all, if a sensitive assassin has an unnecessary body, his strength will be affected, right?

"Okay, let's not talk about other things. Can you start answering my questions now?" Owo asked with a strange smile on his face.

"question?"

"Ah, I was awakened by your voice. I was thinking about who it was. I ran to such a place for no reason. As a result, I seemed to hear some interesting things. Are you here to find my floating city?" Owo said with a strange smile.

"Uh..." After hearing Owo say this, Wengerns suddenly became a little hesitant, and the eyes of the other three began to float around. No one expected that he would casually find a place for a great arcane and come to search for the floating city and actually meet the main owner.

After all, Wengerns and others came to get other people's things. It's okay if the other party was a dead person. Now he appeared alive in front of everyone. Although he was not a living person, it was enough to embarrass Wengerns and others.

"Ha, don't worry about adventurers looking for treasures. This is a very normal scene. After all, I'm still alive. This is indeed a situation that you expect. However, if I read it correctly, you should be an arcane, right?" Owo pointed to Wengerns in front of him and asked.

Seeing that the topic suddenly touched him, Wengerns had to nod, which was an answer.

"Although I have rarely gone to the mainland for the past three hundred years, I remember that the inheritance of the arcane master should have been cut off, right? Isn't the name now called a mage or a warlock?" O I said as if he was talking to himself.

However, Wengerns' lips were slightly opened. Just as he was about to answer, Owo suddenly said, "You not only inherited the profession of Arcane, but also knew that my floating city was where he was in that disaster. It seems that there should be a great archanger like me who is alive?" Owo's eyes flashed with strange light, and he stared at Wengerns and asked.

"Well, yes, I inherited the arcane profession because of the great arcane Keldi. The other party seemed to have an accident when inheriting it, so that his own soul was affected. When it was about to be annihilated, I gave me some of the energy and memories," said Wengerns with a picky voice.

There is no way, just based on the incomplete memory in my mind, Wengerns was really not sure. If he told the other party truthfully that the annihilation of Keldi's soul was due to his own reasons, then what would happen if he ended up like that, it would be better to say what he could say.

In fact, the relationship between the two did not seem to be as deep as Wengerns thought. After hearing the news of Celdi's death, Owo simply said "oh" and lowered his head to start his own thinking.

"Well... this really doesn't look like Keldi's character. Will he destroy his soul without preparation? Didn't he say anything?" Owo stared at Wengerns with suspicious eyes. The feeling made Wengerns sure that if he told too many lies but was discovered, the other party would definitely take action without mercy and read his memories directly from his soul

Cold sweat oozed slightly from the forehead. Wengerns thought about it and quickly said, "Before he disappeared, he said what he would give me the task of recreating the glory of the great arcane era and regaining the glory of the arcane."
Chapter completed!
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