Chapter 1268 The Deceived

"The splendor of Netheril will never fade. All of you who have successfully stepped into the legend, there is no doubt that each of you is one of the most successful sons of heaven in this era, but in this turbulent tide, we We have encountered new challenges. Perhaps the power of the legendary level is indeed very powerful, but it is still insufficient after all. The power of the new enemy cannot be underestimated. In order to achieve a perfect victory, our civilization needs more thrones The existence of layers... So after the discussion of the Netheril Archmage Council, we finally made a decision that all the Divine Archmage will start recruiting apprentices to train more elite talents for the Netheril civilization. In one plan, it is estimated that 1,000 batches of apprentices will learn more profound mysteries about the soul from the seven archarchists. These thousand batches of legends will all have the opportunity to receive experience and teachings to advance to the throne , They will also become the most important backbone on the future battlefield! However, there are too many legendary professionals in Netheril, and the time and energy of the Archmages who are busy fighting are too limited, so the Archmage Council will only choose the most Outstanding talents and the elite of the elite become students, and the way to prove your "elite" status is to pass the trials set by the Grand Archmage in your region—with the honor of the Grand Archmage's Council and the glory of Netheril Name, all trials must be fair, just, safe and credible, any legendary professional can participate in this trial for free, if you successfully complete the trial, then you will become the apprentice of the Archmage, even if you are not in good condition Those who have not passed the trial need not worry, because the trial process definitely has sufficient safety guarantees. Those who fail to pass the trial will be sent out of the trial facility after the limited time. What you have consumed is only a short hundred years. So... come on, ambitious spiritual successors of Netheril, the future of the throne of God is shining before your eyes, and each of us will return triumphantly from every challenge!"

This is the "Declaration of Trialists" issued by the Grand Master Council back then. This declaration was personally drawn up by the powerful gods of the Grand Master Council, and was then sent by Dorosh to his subordinates who specialize in information management—— That is, in the hands of "logistics personnel" like Kentianu.

Judging from the plan of the year, this important announcement must have been indiscriminately informed to every legendary professional who belongs to the Netheril civilization, and even the "logistics mage" like Kentianu seems to be indiscriminate. I also tried to participate in the trial of the Grand Archmage.

However, as we all know later, this so-called "apprentice selection" has long been meaningless. Whether it is an apprentice who passes the trial or a "poor person" who fails the trial, they are all accompanied by Netherese. The glory of Er was extinguished together, and even the archarchs who were supposed to be mentors fell on the cruel battlefield one after another. What is left in this city of "the sleepless watcher" is just such an empty text , a lunatic who refuses to accept reality, and a "divine level screening facility" that is still waiting in vain for the testers.

With the passage of time, everything seems so ironic, so lonely, so... helpless.

But Punk and Kane definitely don't have time to feel emotional about these things. After all, they came all the way to Cyborg Moon to defeat the Construct Queen, not to remember the lonely Netheril civilization, so even after reading " The "Whispers of Destruction" in the entire content of the "Trialist's Declaration" was full of emotion, but he still just nodded his face and continued to ask Kentianu:

"Your work is very serious, we have now confirmed this, but is it true that you said that you have participated in or tried? Can you describe the place and process of your trial in this city... Well, You know, it is also a very important part of our work to understand the living conditions of hard-working logistics personnel."

"...Of course what I said is true, it's just that my willpower is too weak. I just failed the trial of Lord Dorosch. By the way...don't you know the location of the trial? All the trial sites are set up in the center of the front square of the City of Sleepless Watchers. Ketarolan will seriously tell everyone how to enter the trial, but if you ask me about the process, I will definitely not be able to tell, after all, I failed Those who undergo the trial will have their memories of the content of the trial cleared, and I am no exception. How do you say that? Facing the "unknown" is also a kind of test, at least it sounds reasonable, right? Okay Strange, why don't you know these things? Are you... are you really from the Katlarent Chamber? Wait a minute! Why don't you carry the Chamber Badge?"

"..."

Why didn't punk carry the chamber badge? Because he doesn't know what the Catalent Chamber is, he is a fake "executive officer"!

There is no doubt that Kentianu is a legend professional no matter what, even if he is a crazy legend, he is still a legend. Even if he has completely lost his ability to judge rationally, relying on subconscious vigilance is still right for this guy. The person who came to him to "check the work" became suspicious.

Now, after Punk asked an overly obvious "common sense" question, the suspicion of the crazy mage finally overwhelmed his determination to establish a communication with his wife, so it didn't take long for Kentianu to notice Punk Too obvious flaws, and his expression soon became ferocious and distorted:

"No! It's not right, you...you are not from Katlarent at all! The badge of the meeting hall is the certificate for performing the review and entering the affairs department. Maybe you don’t know where the unified place of the trial is! Who are you? Who are you? You have no way to contact my wife, right, you are lying to me, right”!

Fiercely rushing forward to grab the caster's robe, Kentianu, whose eyes were bloodshot, was furious like a hungry wolf. At this moment, he finally realized that he had been deceived and pretended to be "the relevant department" The people in the staff actually took advantage of his love for his wife to use him! This feeling of anger drives the mad legendary mage to rush forward and attack his enemies without even thinking about it.

But it is a pity that the only thing he can touch is destined to be an infinitely powerful "Hand of Arcane Magic". Kentianu, who can't even use spells, has no time to resist, and is pressed again by the giant hand that suddenly appeared. up the wall.

And with the roaring sound of metal vibrations, the last use value of his lunatic finally came to an end.

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