Chapter 338 Perfect Armor

In Hachioji's manor, there are many spellcasters gathered in the hall at this time, almost the strongest force that Hachioji can gather.

These spellcasters are all solemn and their expressions are very solemn.

Hachioji tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, his eyes swept over the many spellcasters one by one, and then said in a low voice: "Everyone, I just got the news that two spellcasters, Master Taning, came to the fourth prince's manor. And Mage Morston!"

Hearing this news, some spellcasters in the hall showed a strange look on their faces, and they were obviously familiar with these two spellcasters.

"It's actually the two old monsters Tanin and Morstone!"

"These two people are at least three hundred years old, right? Tsk tsk, they didn't join any spellcaster organization, nor did they have any spellcaster family, tsk tsk, they have no worries, they are cruel, they once killed five people because of some minor conflicts. A spellcaster family, thousands of spellcaster families, all killed!"

Many spellcasters know the names of these two spellcasters, and they are also eighth-level wizards. They are powerful, have no worries, and are cruel. Generally, spellcaster organizations do not want to provoke these two.

Unexpectedly, he was actually drawn by the fourth prince.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Hachioji's face sank slightly, and he continued: "There is even worse news. The fourth prince is going to attack us when His Majesty summons the royal children to hunt in a few days!"

"boom".

This news was like a dull thunder, causing the faces of many spellcasters to turn pale.

Some of these spellcasters took the initiative to join the Hachioji for only some interests, while some were forcibly pulled by the Hachioji to serve under his command by various means.

Although they all knew that a war with the Fourth Prince would inevitably break out in the future, they did not expect it to come so quickly.

However, from the perspective of the Fourth Prince, a few days later is indeed the best time. With the two eighth-level spellcasters Tanin and Morston, plus several core mages under his command, now is almost the moment when the fourth prince is the most powerful. Naturally, he should take this opportunity to attack the eighth prince. Control the situation in the capital.

After all, apart from the eighth prince, only the ninth prince and the thirteenth prince would compete for the throne. They were far away from the capital and could not threaten the fourth prince for the time being.

Seeing the many mages below saying nothing, Hachioji's voice became more and more low: "Masters, what are your thoughts?"

The fourth prince has recruited two eighth-level mages, which makes many mages who know the power of the eighth prince feel a hint of despair.

After a long time, a mage stepped forward and said, "His Royal Highness, no matter what, we must prepare early!"

"Yes, it is indeed necessary to prepare early!"

Hachioji paused, then stood up abruptly, with a hint of self-confidence on his face, and said loudly: "The fourth prince is prepared, am I not prepared? Tanin and Morstone, naturally someone will deal with them, You must be prepared to go down, you can't have the slightest fluke, and quietly wait for the decisive battle in a few days!"

"decisive battle!"

Everyone was slightly surprised. The eighth prince and the fourth prince had been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and it was the first time that such a firm word was used.

but,

Hachioji's confident tone also made some spellcasters feel a little relieved. Since Hachioji has been able to fight with the fourth prince for so many years, why would he be unprepared? Powerful spellcasters may have been recruited to deal with Tanin and Morston mages.

As a result, many spellcasters slowly left the hall, went down to prepare, and quietly waited for the war that might break out in a few days.

After many spellcasters left, there were only three seventh-level mages left, and they all turned their attention to Hachioji.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, I heard that Mage Leo has arrived?"

Hachioji nodded and said: "Yes, Mage Leo has arrived, Tanin and Morston, I am afraid I have to ask Mage Leo!"

Hearing that Hachioji wanted to hand over two eighth-level spellcasters, Tanin and Morston, to Mage Leo, who was only a mere sixth-level spellcaster. A hint of worry appeared.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, Mage Leo has to deal with two eighth-level spellcasters. Is it too difficult? Does Your Highness have confidence?"

"confidence?"

Hachioji's eyes were erratic, and he shook his head slightly and said, "I don't have any confidence, but at this point, I can only give it a shot. Except for Mage Leo, who of you is willing to deal with Tanin and Morston? "

The three seventh-level spellcasters, naturally aware of the power of Tanin and Mage Morstone, shook their heads slightly.

"Okay, now let's go to Mage Leo and discuss with him the decisive battle in a few days. Let's go, you also follow me to see Mage Leo!"

After Hachioji finished speaking, he left the hall with three seventh-level spellcasters.

*****

"Om".

Merlin's sea of ​​consciousness was slightly shocked, and then, the rich earth elements rushed into the sea of ​​​​knowledge frantically, and a brand-new spell model quickly began to operate, absorbing these earth elements and converting them into mana.

"Three-level soil spells, perfect armor! Finally built successfully!"

Merlin breathed a long sigh of relief and took two pairs of Mokola potions in succession. His spiritual power indeed increased a lot, but it still took a long time to simulate the perfect armor.

At this time, in the sea of ​​​​Merlin's consciousness, light of various colors flickered. If you could see it with your eyes, you would be surprised to find that each of these colorful lights represented a spell model.

From zero-level spells to third-level spells, there are already twenty-one spell models in total!

Merlin is a caster of the sixth system, with six zero-level spell models, six first-level spell models, and six second-level spell models, plus the newly constructed third-level spells, Dark Vortex, Condensed Fire, and Perfect Armor. Twenty-one spells!

Before he knew it, Merlin had built 21 spell models from a rookie mage at the beginning. A large number of spell models were quietly in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, like building blocks, piled up layer by layer. Extremely spectacular.

In particular, so many spell models are still absorbing elements, converting them into mana and storing them in the spell models. Twenty-one spell models absorb elements together, which almost forms a small elemental storm.

However, in the sea of ​​consciousness, these elements are methodically absorbed and transformed by various spell models in a very orderly manner.

With so many spell models, there will be fourth-level spells, fifth-level spells, sixth-level spells, all the way to ninth-level spells. By then, the number of spell models will be unimaginable.

As for the master, it is fusion spells, and these spell models in the sea of ​​knowledge will also be fused together. Even if the spell caster has not yet reached the fusion spell, you can roughly imagine how difficult it will be. difficulty.

"It's no wonder that the number of masters is so rare!"

Merlin shook his head slightly, the clerk was still too far away from him, so he threw these thoughts out of his mind.

After waiting for a while, looking at the spell model of the Perfect Armor in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, it could be released once or twice, and Merlin quickly released the Perfect Armor.

For the perfect armor, Merlin has high expectations. With the perfect armor, his safety can be greatly guaranteed.

"Perfect Armor!"

A khaki light flashed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a khaki armor quickly condensed on Merlin's body.

This armor looked extremely heavy, and it wrapped Merlin's entire body inside. It was said to be armor, but it was actually an illusory light without any dead ends. Attacks from any angle would be blocked by the perfect armor.

Merlin stood up gently, feeling the power of the perfect armor. This perfect armor was originally only a third-level spell. Although the defense is extremely powerful, it is not easy to be called "perfect", but the third-level spell is strong. There are limits.

But if you add the melting magic energy that Merlin cultivated, it will be very different. It can greatly increase the power of the perfect armor several times, and its defense power has been greatly improved. It is hardly beyond the seventh-level spell. The power of , can't break the defense of the perfect armor at all.

In a sense, the current perfect armor is almost Merlin's strongest means. Below level seven, there is almost no power that can hurt him.

Of course, if some spellcasters also possess magical energy, such as Mage Leo's Eye of Darkness, Merlin's Perfect Armor has no effect even if it has an increase in the melting magical energy.

After Merlin felt a little bit of the power of the Perfect Armor, he made a new discovery. The mana consumed by the Perfect Armor turned out to be very rare. Perfect Armor only needs a little mana.

This also greatly enhances the caster's combat time without consuming too much mana.

"Now, I dare to face any spellcaster below level seven!"

Merlin's heart was full of self-confidence, and he built a perfect armor. After his own safety was guaranteed, he really felt his own strength.

Now, he can also be called a powerful spellcaster!

Even after he became a fourth-level spellcaster, he was able to fight against a seventh-level spellcaster. Maybe he could kill a seventh-level spellcaster as a fourth-level spellcaster just like the legend of Nikolai!

"Huh? Someone is here!"

Merlin had already woken up, and he was always paying attention to the situation outside. He immediately noticed that some strangers were coming from outside the courtyard. Then Merlin also opened the door and saw the four people walking towards the courtyard.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Merlin swept his gaze and saw that the leader was Hachioji, and the three spellcasters who followed Hachioji were also the three seventh-level spellcasters that Merlin had met before.

Hachioji came with three seventh-level spellcasters, and something must have happened. (To be continued.)