The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 436: The Black Tower of the Zedi was attacked

Clarence was wearing black round-rimmed glasses, still wearing the same red robe that had remained unchanged forever, and the light brown curly hair on his head looked fluffy and messy.

He was looking at the young wizard in front of him with slightly squinted eyes and a slight frown.

His brown curly hair is spread to his shoulders, his smile is confident and bright, and he is wearing a dark green long cloak like a raincoat. It was too simple and casual for a wizard's attire.

His skin is engraved with black tattoo runes and formations, criss-crossing, leaving arcs and marks on his body. It looks like a stuffed bear.

If you are an experienced transformation wizard here, you can notice that if the young wizard's [skin] is peeled off and unfolded, it can be directly transformed into seven magic circles that fit together like gears.

"Are you still...successful?"

Clarence asked slowly: "[Pure Psychic Medium] Bernardino?"

"You actually recognize me."

Bernardino raised the corners of his mouth and made a somewhat artificial and melodious voice: "Then it seems that I am not successful.

"What is the similarity between the decayed 'shell' of the past and my young and healthy body today?"

"Of course I can see it from your heart."

Clarence replied unceremoniously: "I have only seen such a cold, sticky, dark heart from one person.

"Your body may change, but your heart will not. It's just that the heavy life has turned into pretentious complacency and arrogance."

He flicked his newly polished nails and made a crisp low sound.

As the crisp sound of bones clashing sounded, the white jade nails drew a pure white shimmer in the air.

In Clarence's eyes, many small black cracks, like electric sparks, burst out in the void where his nails had passed.

That is the severed fragment of fate.

When the two faced each other here, a new destiny emerged between them.

——Clarence will die here.

This is the future as Clarence sees it.

——Bernardino harbors murderous intent.

This is the mind Clarence sees.

At this distance, being approached by a superior soul-stealing wizard... this almost means there is no resistance.

Even if Bernardino does not take the path of stealing hearts, it does not mean that he will lose the resistance to the same type of spells.

But he did not panic at all, and still calmly stared at the younger master of soul control.

In his vision, countless souls were already surrounding him.

"It seems like you're very happy with the path you've chosen."

Bernardino sat at the table, stretched out his hand to gently grasp his new hair, lowered his head and sniffed the hair on his fingertips, and said warmly: "Have you thought about advancing? Or should I say ...Did you get the inheritance?

"The advancement from silver to gold cannot be accomplished by just lying in a wizard tower and dreaming. Talent without original ability must have a gold-level inheritance."

"No need for you to worry."

Clarence walked towards his cupboard, rummaging for something on the medicine shelf, and responded coldly without looking back: "The Tower Master has promised to trade [Dream Stealer] or [Mask Master] for me. The advancement ceremony."

"I remember... the inherited profession of Zedi Black Tower should be [Fire Stealer], right?"

"That's for the Sons of the Tower. I am a soul-stealer after all."

Clarence replied calmly: "But there is a high probability that I will advance to gold. The tower owner is willing to help me go to other wizard towers and ask. In exchange for advancement rituals and materials."

The ritual of advancing gold already belongs to the category of mysterious knowledge. It is not knowledge that can be imprinted at will, so it can be used for trading...or in exchange for other advanced rituals.

Although each wizard tower has its own inheritance... after all, there are also students from other schools.

Even if the probability is low, it is still possible for a gold-level transcendent to be born who is not from this school.

The red wizard rummaged through and found a potion that looked like an ink bottle. It is green and transparent, and continues to emit light-colored bubbles even if it is well sealed.

Clarence opened it, and a strong mint aroma poured out of the bottle.

He raised his head and swallowed the cold liquid in three mouthfuls.

The sweet and refreshing taste melts on the tongue, sliding from the base of the tongue to the bottom of the heart. Immediately afterwards, there was a strong icy feeling rising from the stomach and going straight to the top of the head.

Clarence's whole expression was like taking a bite of mustard, his face suddenly wrinkled and he suddenly shivered.

After a while, he slowly recovered.

"Mind-purifying medicine?"

Bernardino tilted his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Drinking too much of this will be bad for your stomach."

"If your stomach is injured, use other medicine to make up for it."

Clarence said calmly.

He turned back and looked at Bernardino: "But you have been lingering here... I am not prepared to face you, isn't it disrespectful to you?"

After drinking the medicine, a faint white halo flickered in Clarence's eyes. This was evidence that his perception and will attributes were temporarily increased by the medicine and that he was somewhat uncontrollable.

Hearing this, Bernardinoha chuckled: "Sorry, Clarence. I don't want to be too rude... but if you want to challenge me, you'd better put the 'Heart-stealing Touch Potion' next to you. I drank it together with the 'Swift Elixir'."

Clarence didn't reply, just kept his face solemnly and said nothing.

He drank the two bottles of medicine Bernardino mentioned in one gulp, and then hesitantly took out a bottle of dark red, translucent medicine that looked like a sample of perfume. After much thought, he gritted his teeth and drank it.

As if he had been punched hard in the abdomen by something invisible, his whole body shook, trembling and he slowly bent over, almost vomiting.

"Are you ready, Your Excellency, the savior of the Black Tower of Zedi?"

Looking at this scene, Bernardino said warmly.

Clarence made a hoarse voice: "Admit it, you guy?

"——Are you really here to cause trouble?!"

"It's very unfortunate, this is fate."

Bernardino sighed: "If you said at that time that you planned to advance to become a spiritual monk... maybe I would change my mind."

"Maybe?"

Clarence sneered.

He slowly raised his head, and the whites of his eyes had completely turned into blood.

Bernardino smiled slightly: "Well, maybe.

"...but sure enough, I still want to expand my collection."

"What are you here for?"

"I have come to find...the soul of His Excellency Hugo Black Tower."

The moment Bernardino finished speaking, the runes on his skin lit up instantly.

That is the inheritance from the Jade Tower - the treasure tailor-made for him by the soul of the former great alchemist, Isaac Flamel.

——Moving Philosopher's Stone formation.

The next moment, the world around Clarence turned into a [foreign land].

The dark and greasy liquid spread quickly from Bernardino's feet.

In the blink of an eye, it spread across the entire room and passed through the wall. Vein-like lines ~IndoMTL.com~ cling from close to the wall and slowly grow upward.

Seeing this, Clarence was not angry at all.

That was because of the power of the last potion he took, the "Blood of Dry Wrath".

His anger will be continuously transformed into disordered and twisted mana...and if his anger is not enough, the potion will burn his blood instead.

"How are my students doing?"

Clarence leaped high to avoid the black mud rushing towards him.

He jumped onto the shelf behind him and asked in a low voice.

The moment he asked, he already got the answer from Bernardino's mind.

——This black mud is the manifestation of the power of Bernardino's elements.

Wizards dragged into the swamp will be directly refined into the Philosopher's Stone.

And his next move is...

Clarence reads Bernardino's heart.

He did not hesitate and clapped his hands.

With the crisp sound of applause, an invisible halo suddenly spread out with Clarence as the center.

In his office, those books, documents, newspapers.

While being swept by the halo, it seemed as if they were given life at the same time, and started a riot at the same time.

At the same time, Clarence dug his sharp nails directly into his temples.

At this time, Bernardino's gem eyes had just lit up.

Clarence was immediately delighted.

It’s too late!

The magic eye, which was capable of seizing Clarence's soul in an instant, was disturbed by the severe pain in Bernardino's mind just before it was activated, making it half a step too late.

The next moment, countless words turned into streams of light, and thin chains of light swept in from all directions, binding Bernardino instantly!

——Idol school, painful synchronization!

——Imperial Order School, the pages of the book are locked!