In the knowledge of the Lord of the Desert Selas, the six sealed ancient wizard towers should have been destroyed at that time, instead of sealing them into the mountains for sealing.

"Although the talisman formation masters who built the wizard tower are very stupid, the garbage they left behind is particularly precious to the current wizard class. If those idiots can know, they don't know whether to be relieved or sad..."

Although the conclusion drawn by the devilish Lord Selas is not very nice, it is obviously his true thoughts.

But he can call the talisman formation master who builds the wizard tower a "ium". I think he is definitely unique in today's surface planes.

Raymond, who had already understood that the powerful ancient wizard class, was already a little immune to his view of this, so Raymond, who did not want to continue discussing this matter, simply expressed his doubts. "Sir Silas, what level did you reach before you died?"

The desert lord Seras, whose face twitched when he heard the 'dead', was a little annoyed at first, but then he sighed and replied with a frustration. "I have reached the peak of the eighth-level wizard back then, but I have never had the chance to be promoted. Otherwise, the army ruled by me would not have been wiped out so quickly..."

Turning the topic back to the desert Lord Serath, who was in the battle of destruction, was obviously still resentful of the last battle where he died.

The second legion he ruled was the last legion that could be pieced together from the entire plane at that time.

More than a thousand high-level wizards with strength of Dawn, more than 10,000 intermediate-level wizards with strength of Dawn, nearly 30,000 low-level wizards with strength of Dawn, and more than 2,000 talisman formation masters and spell masters with strength between Dawn and Dawn, are the combat powers he can control in that battle.

"If it weren't for the cowardly people who had escaped into the low-level plane, the combat power I could dispatch would have reached more than three times!" When he said this, Serath, the Lord of the Desert, became angry again, and his voice increased a lot. "Those short-sighted idiots, after the Battle of Destruction, they would have turned into dust in the low-level plane, and they could not even leave their inheritance..."

The combat power statistics mentioned by the Lord of the Desert Selas made Raymond a little dizzy. In his statement, such a powerful legion was actually the combat power that the wizard world could mobilize after it suffered many heavy damage and the alliance split. If you make a reverse estimate, the combat power that the ancient wizard had at its peak at its peak was simply beyond his imagination.

But when he came to his senses, he immediately thought of a new problem. It was just that Selas's remembrance expression made him hesitate. After pausing, he continued to sigh. "It's a pity that these people who joined the legion with the will of death, even if they use collective self-destruction in the space channel, it is difficult to prevent the steady progress of the true spirits. Even if they are just projecting clones of the true spirits, it is difficult to be killed by the collective magic..."

"And their unique dream penetration and puppet control. For wizards whose realm is not stable, it is simply a disaster-like existence..."

"And what is particularly desperate is that these true spirits are immune to most material plane attacks, forcing the way of war to change with them..."

Hearing this, Raymond, who was more and more confused, finally decided to interrupt him and ask. "Sir Silas, if the league had not split back then, would he have a chance of winning by gathering all his combat power?"

"The chance of winning? I guess there is still no..." Instinctively answered Raymond's question. But then the desert master Serath, who seemed extremely annoyed, roared in a low voice. "Boy! What do you think the true spirits are! They are powerful creatures from the Chaos Plane, and each of them has strength that is not weaker than the dawn level!"

Ignoring the anger of the desert Lord Selas, Raymond asked. "But you mentioned the True Spirit Legion before that they are quite powerful just in the projection of clones, so what kind of creatures are they?"

"Bios? Strictly speaking, they are not considered creatures!" After denied it completely, the expression of the Lord of the Desert Selas became a little confused. He opened his mouth to speak but did not speak. He asked after a while. "Boy! What do you think is the difference between ghosts and resentful spirits?"

Raymond, who had been studying it for a long time, immediately replied. "Ghost is an energy aggregate formed by the remnant of the unconscious soul, while the resentful spirit is an evil creature left behind by the obsession. Both are intangible creatures!"

"It's not bad, it's more accurate than the old man's cognition back then, but the true spirits are more special existences. They are not formed by the remnant souls or obsessions. They are a manifestation of spiritual fluctuations, so only by attacks beyond the material planes they can withstand will they suffer from harm!"

It was previously believed that the girl Becky was a life form formed by some kind of spiritual fluctuation. Therefore, the interpretation of the Lord of the Desert Cyrath verified Raymond's previous speculations.

But seeing Raymond's expression was not surprised, the Lord of the Desert Selas was in vainly annoyed. "Boy, did you know it before?"

"The girl Becky was originally in a picture, and I was attacked and researched on her behavior showed that she was not a ghost or something..."

When he heard this, the Lord of the Desert, Selas, who seemed to understand that he had misunderstandings, was stunned for a moment and turned his gaze aside. As his pupils rotated, a strange feeling arose in Raymond's heart as his eyes shifted.

However, facing the area without energy fluctuations, Raymond could not see any changes and could not help but feel a little surprised.

But Seras, the Lord of the Desert who turned his face, looked proud. He raised his eyebrows and said to Raymond, "Boy! Do you see what I have released just now?"

The Desert Lord Selas was still mocking in his eyes, which made Raymond speechless. He had never seen before that this ancient powerful wizard, known as the "King of the Desert", had such a side in his mind.

But when his perception was released, Raymond's expression became serious, because he could feel that there was nothing in the inappropriate narrow area, but when he perceived and searched, he always felt that something must be there.

The sight followed Raymond's desert lord Selas, and when he saw the confusion in his expression, he laughed and said, "Senses are sometimes blinded, and it is even more unbelievable to observe them with the naked eye!"

Speaking of this, the Lord of the Desert Serath, who paused, saw Raymond thinking, then continued. "Although the era where I was was extremely prosperous, it still attracted the attention of more powerful planes because it was too unrestrained. Unfortunately, the time left for the entire plane was too short, so it was impossible to reveal all the mysteries..."

Leimon, who was moved in his heart, turned his eyes back to the narrow area. After turning on spectral analysis of the chip, he found that there was an insect specimen the size of a nail in the empty area!

There are dozens of pairs of insects that look like centipedes, all of which are whiskers and tails, but there are penetration injuries the size of needle tips on the brain, which are obviously killed by a blow.

Raymond, who had never seen this insect, stretched out his fingers and pinched it carefully. The touch from his fingertips made him realize that the insect specimen was isolated from the outside world, which allowed it to be preserved to this day.

However, Raymond's actions made the desert Lord Selas let out a light ejaculation, and the old face shook and his body also revealed.

The long but extremely thin desert master Selas twisted his neck and loosened his body, but his eyes never left Raymond's fingers. After a moment, he confirmed that he was really observing the insect specimen carefully, and then said, "Boy! What kind of martial arts have you studied can actually make you see the projection of this true spirit..."
Chapter completed!