Chapter 327 Destiny
Inside Tianqi City.

Roland was quietly meditating on his bed.

Considering the future battle against Kan Ozu, Roland also thought about how to increase the probability of winning.

After thinking it over, Roland still felt that the biggest improvement was promotion. As long as Roland was promoted to a six-ring spellcaster, Roland would naturally be more confident.

So, Roland began to try to break through.

As time went by, a chaotic aura emerged from Roland's body, and a hint of the aura of death leaked out from under the cloth covering his eyes.

This breath of death shot straight in front of Roland and hit a table in the room.

A breath of death fell on the wooden table, and then the entire wooden table turned black and rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into countless tiny black particles that fell down.

Roland frowned and came out of his deep meditation. He closed his eyes, looked up in the direction of the breath of death, stretched out his perception, and extracted the leaked breath of death from the black particles.

Under Roland's control, the breath of death floated back obediently, squeezed into the cloth covering Roland's eyes, and merged into Roland's eyes again.

Roland frowned and got off the bed.

Roland failed again in this breakthrough.

Although Roland has reached the limit of a five-ring spellcaster, it is still quite difficult to take this last step.

In particular, Roland was entangled with countless oaths and resentments. These forces, which were not the same as Roland's magic, had been continuously interfering with Roland's advancement.

Although the key to a spellcaster's advancement is still the sea of ​​soul, the soul and body do influence each other after all.

The power and energy in Roland's body have been eroding and affecting Roland's body. Under such circumstances, Roland's sea of ​​​​soul has naturally been greatly affected.

This is because Roland made a vow with the undead. Without the protection of the vow, the erosion on Roland would be even more serious.

In addition, these forces also affected Roland's normal meditation.

Especially the resentment that was entangled with Roland, which spoke and made sounds in Roland's ears every day, which particularly affected Roland's normal meditation.

If Roland had not practiced in all kinds of extremely harsh environments before, with countless people talking in his ears every day, an ordinary spellcaster would not be able to enter deep meditation.

Although Roland can enter a state of deep meditation, he is still affected by the whispers of resentment.

Therefore, under these circumstances, all of Roland's attempts at promotion ultimately ended in failure.

Roland walked aside, took a bottle of wisdom liquid from the magical plant, opened it and drank it in one gulp.

As the cool feeling of the liquid of wisdom surged into his heart, Roland's somewhat impetuous mood eased a little.

"call."

Roland opened his mouth and a puff of white mist blew out of his mouth.

Putting the empty bottle aside, Roland pulled out a chair beside the table and sat down.

Roland faced the warm sunlight coming in from the window and thought about countermeasures silently.

Although due to the influence of these powers on his body, Roland's attempts to advance to the sixth ring all failed.

However, it was impossible for Roland to give up these powers. These were the weapons that Roland would use to deal with Kan'ozu in the future. They were more important than allowing Roland to advance to the sixth ring.

The main reason was that Roland didn't know that Kan'ozu would despise the War Council so much that Roland still had time to continue thinking of ways to improve his chances of winning.

If Roland knew in advance, he would definitely think of a way to get promoted first, and then go to the greenskin-controlled area to summon the undead.

It's a pity that the past can't be changed. At least, Roland can't change it now.

Although you are affected and cannot be promoted, you will definitely be promoted.

Since he was affected by the power and could not be promoted through normal channels, Roland could also use an evil and quick method to break through.

The only problem is that the several evil ways that Roland knows of that could solve his current predicament are basically very dangerous.

If he is not careful, he might fail. If he is unlucky, Roland may die instantly. If he is more lucky, Roland will have to give up his future as a full-fledged mage and go all the way to the path of a necromancer.

Roland hesitated, tapping the table lightly with his right fingers.

There is the legendary spell of the Crown of Domination - Shield of Death. Unless he is extremely unlucky and even this spell is not used, Roland will most likely not be in danger of his life.

Being a Necromancer isn't a bad thing. When you become a high-level spellcaster in the future, you can transform yourself into a lich and have eternal life for fun.

Well, moreover, Roland's lich reincarnation ritual has also been improved. Compared with the traditional lich, not much needs to be discarded. By then, Roland might be able to help Hela transform into a lich.

However, Roland and Hela are only in their twenties now, so there is no problem with their lifespan. Ordinary mid-level spellcasters have a lifespan of several hundred years, so they still have plenty of time.

"Tsk."

Roland shook his head and put aside his spreading lich thoughts.

Roland was not familiar with Liches. The legendary accounts on his professional accounts all used the basic talents balanced by the players, with spellcasters as the main profession, and were promoted to legendary levels step by step.

If he were to transform into a lich, Roland's combat power would be reduced by at least 70%.

In this extraordinary world, having the ability but not using it and having no ability are two completely different concepts.

Hela is quite suitable to be a lich, but Roland is definitely not.

This is so troublesome. Why doesn't a dying legend suddenly appear in front of me, and then, seeing that I have extraordinary talent, directly infuse all my magic power into him?
Roland thought a little dejectedly.

After being depressed in the room for a while, Roland regained his spirit. He walked to the cabinet at the side of the room, opened it, and took out a dice.

Roland rubbed the dice in his hand silently.

By the way, although Roland had released the Death Curtain as a trick, in order to avoid any accidents, he had also used a six-ring prophecy spell - May your wishes come true.

This spell overdrew Roland's future fortune in advance, and no one knew when he would need to pay it back.

The spells of prophecy are all mysterious.

There is a saying that has been passed down among prophecy wizards: all gifts bestowed by fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

However, Roland was only slightly overdrawn, so the price shouldn't be expensive, right?
Roland shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Even if the price is high, that is a matter for the future, there is nothing we can do about it now.

With this in mind, Roland rolled the dice and casually cast a prophecy spell, hoping to find out his fate of being promoted to the sixth ring.

The dice spun six times on the table, and the number it finally stopped at was also six.

Will I be promoted to the sixth ring?
Sensing the dice on the table, Roland smiled helplessly, reached out his hand to pick up the dice, and put it back into the cabinet.

After all, it was just a random prophecy, so it was normal that Roland didn't get the information he thought of.

Seeing that the dice were of no use, Roland also took out an astrolabe that he didn't know where the War Council found it from.

Roland placed the astrologer on the table and thought for a moment, feeling that something was not right.

Although Roland had his eyes closed the whole time and could not see the situation in the room due to the power in his body, he could still know the general situation of the room through perception.

Although at Roland's level, he still uses astrology during the day.

Roland raised his head, and some magic power surged out of his body. Then, the magic power turned into a breeze, closing all the windows in the room and drawing the curtains to block out the sunlight.

Then, Roland cast a small spell, and darkness enveloped the entire room.

After the whole room fell into darkness, although Roland could not open his eyes and could not see, he still nodded with slight satisfaction through perception.

When I think of astrology, it really feels better in dark environments.

Then, Roland stretched out his right hand and gently touched the astrologer.

After Roland injected magic power, the astrologer started up slowly. As the outer arcs rotated, bright stars slowly appeared above the astrologer, and an elite star map appeared in front of Roland.

As Roland cast the prophecy spell, the stars on the star map began to flicker and move.

As the stars moved, some starlight passed through the roof, rejected the darkness, and slowly projected onto the star map of the astrolabe.

Roland lowered his head and used his perception to pay attention to the changes in the astrolabe.

Compared to the dice that did not bring much information, the news from the astrologer was a bit vague, but it provided a lot of information.

The chance to advance to the sixth ring lies with the War Committee?
After interpreting the information he needed from the changes in the astrolabe, Roland slowly stopped the astrolabe.

Then, the starlight slowly faded away, and the star map dimmed again and disappeared in front of Roland.

In the war council? What does that mean?
Roland thought silently.

After all, he was not one of those mysterious prophet or seer. He could interpret this news because Roland had read those mysterious prophecy books in order to maintain his image as a full-fledged wizard. Otherwise, Roland would not have been able to interpret it. However, even though he had interpreted it, he still did not understand it very well.

Although Roland was relatively familiar with prophecy spells, the spells he knew were basically spells that could buff himself and increase various probabilities. Roland did not quite understand spells like this one that could truly peek into fate and interpret destiny.

Just as Roland was thinking about it, there was a slight knock on the door from behind him, and then Hela pushed the door open and walked in.

She looked at the dark room, the astronomical instrument that was parked in front of Roland and was emitting a faint light, and Roland who had his back to her, and spoke with some confusion.

"Roland?"

"Well, it's me."

Roland responded softly, then slowly put the astrologer back into the cabinet, took out the two ten-sided dice from it, and put them in his pocket.

At the same time, after losing Roland's magical support, the darkness covering the room quickly disappeared completely, and the sunlight shone through the window, illuminating the entire room again.

After putting the dice into his pocket, Roland looked towards Hela and asked.

"Is there a problem?"

Hela blinked, shook her head and said.

"I sensed some magical fluctuations here, so I came over to take a look."

"Yeah, it's okay, I'm the one casting the spell."

Roland explained casually as he walked towards the door.

Looking at Roland's actions, Hela took the initiative to ask.

"Want to go out?"

"Ah."

Roland nodded and took out a coin from his pocket.

Walk in front and drive in the back.

After an idea flashed through his mind, Roland tossed the coin.

After catching the coin, Roland took a look and saw it was the back side.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said.

"Does Tianqi have a spare carriage?"

"some."

"Then send one over here."

"Ok."

After giving some brief instructions, Hela immediately contacted Apocalypse's servants and asked them to pull a carriage over.

After walking out of the house and waiting for the carriage, Roland took out two ten-sided dice, casually threw them on his palm and started spinning them.

After spinning a few times, the two dice stopped, both with one side.

Hela watched Roland's actions with some curiosity. Although she was a little curious, she did not ask any more questions.

“Hela, are you free?”

Roland suddenly asked.

Hela blinked, nodded, and said.

"Have."

As a mid-level spellcaster, Hela was completely free after completing the combat readiness plan.

Since there is no guarantee as to when Kan'ozu will attack the War Council, the intermediate-level transcendents of the War Council have had nothing to do these days.

All they had to do was to stay in peak condition and rush to the northern wall as fast as possible once Kan'ozu attacked the War Council.

In order to avoid wasting their energy and affecting their condition, all the mid-level extraordinary people stopped working, and now each of them has more free time than the other.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Sensing the carriage being pulled over by the servants, Roland opened his mouth to invite them.

"Okay."

Hela nodded without hesitation and accepted Roland's invitation.

After getting the carriage from the servant, Roland sent him back. This time, only Roland and Hela were traveling together.

After getting in the car, Hela grabbed the reins and asked.

"Where are you going?"

"Just follow the road and wait until you come to a fork in the road."

Roland glanced at the dice he had just rolled and spoke.

Hela blinked. Although she didn't know what Roland was doing, she still obeyed Roland and drove the carriage along the road in front of her.

In the carriage, Roland calmly played with the two dice in his hand.

Since astrology showed that his chance of promotion lay within the War Council, Roland also planned to follow the guidance of fate and see if fate would help him on the path to promotion.

Of course, Roland did not rely entirely on the prophecy.

He was only going to give the prophecy a month. If Roland still didn't advance within this month, he would use an evil way to break through and advance to the sixth ring.

After all, with the Crown of Domination, it is highly unlikely that Roland will fail completely. Moreover, if he really fails, Roland can also think of a way to save it. If it really doesn't work, Roland will just become a lich.

Ordinary necromancers don’t have the opportunity to become liches yet.

Since there was still time left after completing the combat readiness plan, Roland would better try his best to be promoted to the sixth ring.

As long as he advances to the sixth ring, Roland will be more confident in killing Kan'ozu.

Roland is responsible for the millions of people in the War Council, and carries the expectations and hopes of everyone in the War Council. He cannot lose.

Even if he transforms into a lich, his combat power will be greatly reduced compared to his normal promotion, but Roland is confident that even in this world that is about to undergo great changes, he can still become one of the strongest.

Compared to Roland's future which could not be too bad no matter what happened to him, Roland cared more about the future of the War Council. If Roland failed, the War Council would be doomed to be a river of blood.

He just hoped that the backup plan he had the War Council prepare would never have to be used.

At worst, after rescuing Donnar from Green Tide, I will stop getting involved in other troubles.

Roland had an idea in his mind and calmly put the two dice in his pocket.

Sitting in Roland and Hela's carriage, it was just like an ordinary carriage, following the crowd and walking out of Apocalypse in an ordinary way.

At the same time, inside the Allied Forces, Eleanor was quietly listening to intelligence about the War Council.

The War Council did not go as Eleanor had imagined, and at her initiative, they joined the counterattack against the Green Tide.

On the contrary, the entire war committee seemed very indifferent, watching the fight between the Allied Forces and the Green Tide with cold eyes.

Even though Eleanor sent a messenger to try to convey her order to Roland, asking the War Council to join the counterattack against the Green Tide.

However, the War Council remained completely unmoved, and Eleanor’s envoys could not even cross the border and were simply denied entry.

Even if the envoy brought up Eleanor's name, it would be of no use because the border personnel of the War Council were basically promoted from civilians.

To them, what the hell Eleanor, who are you? You are not a member of the War Council, so what right do you have to order us around?

Our War Committee has our own way of fighting the Green Tide. When we fought the Green Tide back then, we didn't see how capable you were. What qualifications do you have to point fingers at us now? Get out of here.

Although the attitudes between the United Army and the War Council were rather ambiguous in order to maintain the stability of commercial trade, the United Army, which was in a chaotic situation, would not point fingers at the War Council, and the War Council would not deliberately emphasize its independence to the outside world.

The United Army pretended that the War Council was still a part of the United Army, and the War Council did not expose it, and it stayed like this.

But now, after the War Council refused to attack the Green Tide according to Eleanor's orders, this ambiguity between the two sides completely disappeared.

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