The Wizard’s Order

Chapter 311: Farewell, my teacher

Ryan's gaze fell straight on Berne.

He stared at Byrne, who had not changed in appearance from the first time he met 20 years ago, still so young or so handsome.

On the contrary, he has gone from a childish boy of sixteen or seventeen to an uncle who is almost forty.

Although the process of becoming a student of Byrne was a bit tortuous, the time between the two of them was very short, and it took less than ten days to get together.

But he truly regards Byrne as his teacher!

It was Bourne, who helped him advance to the middle-level apprentice, gave him the dance of cultivating the source of worship for the apprentice, and taught him how to condense the witch pattern.

It was Bourne who introduced him to Grey Mist Valley. He was able to meet Felika and Wiener priests in Luna Lake, and he could join the Narid family and learn many things.

It was Bourne who gave him a legendary magic core of the Abyss Demon Spider, and gave him a way to step into the first-level realm for free. ——Although he was already a first-class wizard at that time.

Especially when they met for the last time ten years ago, Byrne and him turned around and gave him a legendary magic core and extremely important and rare advanced techniques. He was moved to cry.

From that moment on, he regarded Byrne as a real teacher, a teacher worthy of his respect and learning.

Rather than the two tool men like the Green Plague Wizard and Earl Narid.

He knows that Byrne is not a good person. He knows that Byrne has done many bad things. He knows that Byrne wants to destroy the church known as the guardian of mankind, but...

He never expected that Byrne would be so frenzied to destroy the Great Enchantment of the Holy Light and directly kill people in a country!

This is no longer as simple as hating the church, this is anti-humanity!

He looked at Byrne sadly, "Teacher, you have broken through the bottom line of my tolerance, you must die here today!"

Byrne looked at Ryan and laughed, "Yes, that's it! Sure enough, we are a similar type of people, all for the sins of the whole world for the beloved woman, even if it is to kill relatives and friends with our own hands. Don't care!"

Ryan snorted coldly, "Don't compare yourself to an anti-human guy like you!"

"Anti-human?" Byrne looked at Felica on the cross, "I am indeed very different from you. The difference is that the woman I fell in love with, Cynthia, is much better than your beloved Felica. ..."

"Cynthia and I are destined to never be together, and I never expect to be able to get her."

"As for you?"

"You are better than me, Felika is worse than Cynthia. If you can kill me this time, save Felika and cut the tree of broken circles smoothly, you two will be able to live happily together. ?"

"The only difference between you and me..."

"The reason why I have fallen to this level, the reason why you can come to crusade me with a high-sounding slogan of justice..."

"The only reason is that you and I fall in love with different women!"

Byrne looked directly at Ryan's pupils, "I know it is meaningless to say anything. There must be a battle between you and me today! Only one of you and me can leave alive!"

Even though Ryan’s three-meter-high demon form with two pairs of wings made Bourne feel a lot of pressure, he knew that Ryan’s strength was far above him without having to fight against him, and he was bound to lose in this battle with Ryan.

But so what?

Because the opponent is better than you, because you have a high probability of failing and dying, so you give up? Give up the only chance to bring your loved one back to life?

How can it be!

Even if his body is shattered and his soul will fall into **** forever, he will never give up!

Byrne clenched his fists and let out a low growl. A powerful magical power suddenly burst out of his body. Under the action of this expanding magical power, his body shape changed drastically.

In an instant, Bourne transformed into a demon dog with three heads.

This is the original form of Bourne's blood, the three ghost dogs!

"Aw—"

Byrne's three heads screamed up to the sky, and the voice sounded so tragic, as if they knew nothing to do and knew that they were doomed to fail, but they were still a warrior who challenged his destiny indefinitely.

Following Bourne's roar, a piece of iron flew from deep underground to wrap his body round and round, turning it into a heavy armor covering his whole body.

Byrne stood upright with his head high, "Warcraft has a powerful physique that crushes humans, but because of its low IQ and inability to use weapons, it was hunted by humans. It can only hide in the harsh environment of the Warcraft forest to survive."

"What if the beast possesses no less wisdom than humans?"

"What if Warcraft can also use weapons?"

"Humans cannot be the opponents of Warcraft at all!"

Byrne proudly patted the armor on his body, "Those wizards who can incarnate into the blood origin form don’t understand this at all. Most of the witchcraft they use are made on the premise of human form, not in the blood origin form at all. Tailor a powerful magic weapon."

Byrne’s remarks are very reasonable and unreasonable.

It makes sense, because, as he said, if Warcraft also possesses wisdom and powerful weapons, human beings are not opponents at all.

Isn’t the blood origin form of a first-level wizard equivalent to a beast with wisdom?

So why not build a powerful weapon for this form?

The reason why it doesn’t make sense is because...

The original form of the blood of the wizard is mostly monsters that are much larger than humans!

How to build a weapon that matches this huge size? How much manpower and material resources are needed? Especially, how to carry it after it is built?

The most important thing is second, the key is big!

Anyone who thinks of a certain first-level wizard moving in a human form carrying equipment the size of a small house can't help but shake his head and laugh.

This solution is only feasible if you hide the equipment in a certain place in advance and take it out when you need it.

But you can only put the equipment in one place, don't even think about taking it away!

Although there are various restrictions, the feasibility is not great, and almost no wizard is willing to build such large weapons, but powerful is really powerful!

Born, who was originally the first-level peak, was equipped with a witch weapon commensurate with his size while incarnate in the original form of the bloodline, and his strength was far above the general first-level peak!

Bourne stomped **** his four feet and leaped forward. Accompanied by a deafening roar, he instantly came to Ryan's body and bit at Ryan!

With this bite, his speed reached the extreme, as if he had rehearsed thousands of times.

But no matter how fast this speed is, it is too slow in front of Ryan who is 120 times the bullet time.

He didn't mind letting Bourne take a bite, but after noticing that the teeth in Bourne's mouth were glowing with a dark light, there should be some kind of poisonousness, he gave up this idea.

At the same time, he feels that he has maintained the form of a real demon for a long time, and there may be problems if he continues, "Quick fight and quick decision."

Ryan's right fist clenched, and an upper uppercut punched Bowen's chin.

"Wow!"

Before Bourne figured out what was going on, one of his three heads was blown up!

He looked at Ryan in disbelief, "How could this kind of thing be possible? I'm a strong person at the first level, but I have become the blood origin form! More importantly, my head is covered with armor. of!"

A punch blasted his armor-covered head, and the only one in the first-level realm who could hit this powerful attack was Yufei, who had a 3,000-ton giant hammer in his hand and possessed the bloodline talent of the Imperial Wind Hammer.

He knew that Ryan was better than him, and he thought he would lose to Ryan, but he did not expect that the difference in strength would be so big.

He originally thought that he could hold Ryan for ten or twenty minutes, so that Cynthia could be successfully resurrected.

His brain moved quickly, "Isn't I his opponent even in armor? You must change your combat strategy, and you can't fight him close!"

The idea is pretty good, but how can Ryan let him do it?

Ryan kicked Bourne's abdomen!

Under this foot, the armor on Berne's abdomen suddenly shattered, his ribs shattered directly, and the internal organs exploded directly, and Berne spit out blood and flew into the air.

Ryan leaped lightly, and suddenly came to Bourne's body.

Under Byrne's horrified gaze, he raised his fist and hit him on the second head.

"Boom—"

Byrne's second head exploded instantly like a balloon poked by a needle, and at the same time, the aftermath of this punch caused Byrne's body to shoot straight toward the ground.

"Boom!"

But by the time Bourne hit the ground, he had already changed from the three-headed dog of bloodline origin to a human form.

Powerful as if he was hit by Ryan hammering two heads, severely injured and forced to transform back into a human form, how could the strength of the same first-level realm be so different?

Not to mention that it was Bourne, who was beaten by the fat, even the saint Terena, who wanted Ryan to win, thought it was too incredible, blinking her big eyes wondering if it was an illusion.

Ryan fell in front of Byrne, who was constantly vomiting blood.

After looking at Byrne with sad eyes, his gaze fell on the formation at his feet, "Is this the formation that allows the previous saint Cynthia, who has been transformed into a hero, to be reborn with the help of Felica's body?"

Seeing Ryan's movements, Burne suddenly felt uncomfortable, and he quickly shouted: "You, what do you want to do? Live, live...Stop! Only this thing is absolutely not allowed..."

Where does Ryan care about Berne's wailing?

He didn't love Felika as others thought, and even said that he didn't have any **** with Felika at all, and Felika was just an ordinary friend to him.

The problem is that he and the previous saint Cynthia don’t know each other at all?

He was not that saint to let his friend die for a woman who had already died and didn't know him at all!

He just stepped **** the ground a few times, and the lines of the entire formation were shattered and messy, and the ritual that had been almost completed was suddenly stopped due to the destruction of the formation.

The black light rushing towards Felika disappeared, and Felika, whose face was distorted and painful, returned to calm, as if she had had a good dream, and there was a slight smile at the corners of her mouth.

Regardless of whether Ryan, Terena or Felica herself, this result is something they love to see.

Except for one person, that is Byrne!

Byrne's face became extremely distorted, he glared at Ryan in hatred, only killing intent in his eyes.

At this moment, his last feelings of mentor and apprentice towards Ryan completely disappeared. He only hated Ryan and only anger. He wished to slash Ryan to let Ryan suffer the hell-like torture. He regretted that he was the first. When I met Ryan the next time, he didn't cut Ryan's dog's head with a knife, and let Ryan live to the present.

He looked at Ryan with a distorted face, and his eyes were so wide that they gave the illusion that the eyeballs would fall.

He yelled, "How dare you? You bastard! You scumbag! I'm going to kill you..."

Bourne screamed and rushed towards Ryan, and fisted Ryan's chest frantically, but he couldn't break Ryan's defense at all. Instead, his hands were cracked.

Seeing Byrne who turned into a madman, Ryan shook his head and said with emotion: "Does love make people so ugly?"

The magic burst out of him, and Bourne flew off all of a sudden.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Byrne lay on the ground and coughed up blood constantly.

He looked down at the pool of dark red blood with minced entrails on the ground that he had coughed up, and looked up at Ryan, who was constantly approaching him. He could tell from Ryan’s scarlet pupils that Ryan would kill. Up him.

His face was extremely pale.

He smiled weakly, "Haha, hahaha..."

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Is this the end of me? I can't protect the one I love. Even if I fall into the abyss and betray Cynthia's last wish, I will bring her back to life. I didn't expect it to be a failure in the end..."

"If I have never met Cynthia, if I die with the double-headed dragon in the Watch Forest according to the destiny written by the family, then I will become a hero who is admired by the world and sung by the world for thousands of years..."

"Hehe, what about the hero?"

"I do not care!"

"Even if I do it again a million times, I will choose this ending without hesitation."

He raised his head and looked at Ryan with determination, "Now, what will happen if my two identities are reversed? Will you be the one kneeling here? Will I be the messenger of justice standing and looking down on the traitor? ?"

Ryan shook his head and said, "No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Byrne asked blankly: "Why? Is it because you are stronger and more talented than me? Or is it that you have a more sense of justice than me and will not degenerate to this point? "

Ryan replied: "It's very simple, because I won't fall in love with that woman named Cynthia."

"..." Byrne was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, "Yeah, what if our identities are exchanged? You will never fall in love with Cynthia, and I will never fall in love with Felica, even if time goes by. Even though there are thousands of reincarnations, there will always be only one woman who can make us feel excited and make us crazy!"

Looking at Byrne with a mad look, Ryan really couldn't understand, how could anyone be like this for a woman?

What is even more outrageous is that the other party actually thinks they are the same type of people?

nausea!

Ryan didn't want to continue wasting time with Byrne, "Do you have any last words?"

Looking at the silent Byrne, he slowly raised his fist, "Farewell, my teacher."

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