The Primordial Wizard

We will start the conversion ceremony that has been arranged in the statue square. The ceremony will be launched at this month's bonfire festival. With the help of the Lord's light, all Tsmalis will be exonerated, and now we will start assigning tasks.

The high priest raised his hands above his head, his expression excited and eager, very provocative.

Ace was assigned to the northeast corner of the square. Through devout prayers, they communicated with the power of faith in the statue, forming the rhythm and structure of the ceremony.

Ace mixed in, he couldn't communicate the power of faith through prayer, he could only rely on the hint of charm, making the priests ignore his abnormality.

He researched the mystery of the ritual hungrily, and found that the ritual was still composed of deformation runes, but there were more key components, which Ace called the equivalent exchange runes and ritual runes.

These are two special runes. Equivalent exchange runes cannot directly form spell models, and can only be driven by complex rituals.

The ritual rune group is a series of mysterious runes, which are incompatible with ordinary runes and express completely different meanings.

The priests of Pontos use the power of faith in the idol as fuel, and through complex rituals such as prayers, actions, and sacrifices, they guide the mysterious rules of equal exchange to achieve their goals.

The process of the ceremony and the rituals of the ceremony are also very important, which also involves the role of spirit, emotion and will. This large amount of ritual knowledge has benefited Ace a lot.

This transformation ritual is very good, it's mine now. Ace said to himself with a smile.

After private experiments, he already understood the composition of the ceremony.

The ritual requires four components, which are:

A set of runes with the core of the equivalent exchange runes and ritual runes, a set of rituals that the practitioners of the ritual believe and indeed have a mystical effect, the exchange items of the equivalent exchange and the purpose of the ceremony.

If a certain amount of assistance can be provided for the purpose, the consumption of barter will be greatly reduced.

For example, this transformation ceremony provided a mature structure of deformation runes and enough murloc scales, greatly reducing the power of faith consumed.

Teams of murlocs took advantage of the night and sneaked into the temple wearing cloaks. Under Ace's secret perception, the strongest one should have the same level of magic power as himself.

He didn't choose to engage in trouble. He couldn't interfere with the plan of the gods. If he was not careful, he might lose himself. Understanding the ritual in a muffled voice is the biggest gain.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Ash used his illusion to leave the square quietly, and bought a clay sculpture of a murloc baby on the street.

He found the goat that Muron had turned into, and activated the permanent transformation technique, after several failures.

Mu Lun's skin gradually turned dark blue, with scales growing out, webs growing out of his hands and feet, his eyes swollen, his mouth enlarged, his ears sharpened, and he completely turned into a murloc.

Since he believes that the murloc is innocent, let Mu Lun completely transform into a murloc, which is irreversible.

Ace thought he had done a good deed, and felt extremely happy.

Mu Lun prostrated on the ground excitedly, uttering murloc language.

Ace gave him hints and asked him to climb to the depths of the sea and pray devoutly for a month.

Time flies, Tsmali is brightly lit in the middle of the night, and the Bonfire Festival in May is here.

Fire dragons swam throughout the fishing port city and gathered in the central square of the city. The people in the fire dragon are singing and dancing, hot girls, unique local dances, in this happy atmosphere, Ace feels chills all over his body.

The whole city is like a huge monster that chooses and devours people, and the huge statue in the center makes him even more terrified. Once the transformation starts, who can escape in Tsmali Port?

The plan of the demigod, the huge conspiracy, Ace knew unintentionally, and it was the greatest danger for him to know such a secret when he was weak.

He had no intention of destroying the conspiracy, nor was he able to.

The present huge monster may be the future helper, no one knows for sure.

He chooses from the heart,

Packed up his things resolutely, and quietly left Tsmali under the cover of night, leaving the fishing port city that had touched him but now made him terrified.

All the way north, he stopped in the passing towns, while collecting prescriptions and medicinal materials, wandering in the wilderness, while observing the news from Tsmali Port.

A few days later, there was no unusual news from Tsmali.

It seems that the Priests of the Children of the Sea in Tsmalli did not plan to launch a rebellion immediately. It should be due to lack of strength. I have never heard that the children of the sea have descendants of gods. If they want to establish a new city-state, heroes or people with equal combat power are indispensable.

These priests should have figured out a vague path. Even demigods have a long enough lifespan, so they should have a lot of patience to wait for the murloc priests to explore their unique and extraordinary path.

Utilize the power of faith, pray within the range of the statue, and produce certain supernatural phenomena.

It's a pity that my current strength is weak. In this world where the gods can go directly to a certain extent, I don't dare to stay and continue to peep. I can only leave it to find a way to explore in the future.

Ace continued on his way to the city of Medimus, but he has always been thinking about the precious bronze mirror of his teacher Peter.

A few days later, in a hill.

A group of rat-like monsters, half a man tall, walking upright, are attacking a caravan. The caravan besieged the city in a circle, with wolf smoke burning in the middle, struggling to resist.

The guards of the caravan were struggling to hold on. Every time they swung their swords, they were blocked by the hard fists of this group of monsters. Their shields were smashed by the monsters' punches, and their condition was extremely critical.

It's over. Although the Magic Fist Rats are just ordinary low-level monsters, they are natural fighters. One is okay, and a group is equivalent to a small army of nobles. We can't beat them at all.

A young guard, whose shield was shattered, fled in despair, yelling.

The Magic Fist Mouse who was facing him leaped easily, drew a perfect arc, and punched him right in the back of the heart.

The young guard fell to the ground clutching his heart and pulled it out, seeing that he was dying.

Concentrate on it, don't try to run away, gather together to resist, the smoke for help is already on fire, someone must come to rescue us.

The old captain of the guard roared resolutely, and everyone's panic was calmed down to a limited extent.

Although they all felt that in such a remote location, the possibility of being rescued was almost zero, but they always had the illusion of just in case, and no one wanted to wait for death in despair.

Ace has discovered this caravan through ultrasonic perception.

He thought for a few seconds, took out the dim light, transformed into Sharp's appearance, put on the standard witcher attire, and covered half of his face with a black cloth.

Transfiguration is so interesting, it's a pity that there is not one more vest. It's time to let yourself go and sell people.

I am a vagabond with vicissitudes, a righteous demon hunter! You are the ones who lit the smoke, are you the ones who lit the smoke and asked me for help?

Accompanied by the deep second voice, the people in the caravan looked towards the source of the voice.

A middle-aged demon hunter with a burly figure and a vicissitudes of life was rushing over quickly.

Uncle, you are useless alone! Go to the nearby towns for help and ask the army to rescue us! A young girl in the caravan shouted loudly.

Hahaha! Looks like I've been underestimated, Shimmer, let's go!

Ace blessed himself with the blessing of agility, his speed exploded in an instant, and he ran to a magic fist mouse in an instant.

It still makes me feel reckless, as expected, every master has a heart for melee combat! Ace thought.

Seeing that Ace was strong, the other Magic Fist Rats abandoned their enemies one after another and besieged Ace.

Seeing this, Ace smiled slightly, I've wanted to try this trick for a long time, and it just happened.

He stood on one leg, Shimmer raised it horizontally, and quickly spun.

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