'Have I transmigrated?'
'And I've even transmigrated along with the character template in my game account?'
He felt a surging magic power in his body. At the same time, countless pieces of information flashed in his mind.
For a moment, Rennes could only stand there in disbelief.
Ten minutes ago, he was still leisurely lying in bed, playing Tencent's Next-Gen mobile game.
In only the first month the game was out, he had already thrown 800,000 RMB into the game. It's not his fault he had a rich father!
In order to become number one in the server, he spent all day and night grinding stats and doing title quests.
In the end, Rennes finally reached Max level. He was the first person in the entire server to do that.
Not only that, he had also maxed out the level of all his elements: water, fire, light, darkness, and even the rare time and space elements. He had maxed out all of them.
The titles hanging above his character's head were each stronger than the last, such as "The Strongest War God", "Super Archmage", and so on...
After finally acquiring all the titles, he decided to take a good rest and have a good night's sleep.
He fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, he found himself standing on a battlefield.
.....
"Hey, what's that I'm seeing? The Abyss Summoning actually summoned a human? And it's just a little kid. Let me see if your fur is fully grown!" An Archmage wearing a beast hide robe said mockingly.
"Hahaha, so Archmage Kront only managed to summon this thing in exchange for his life?"
"If Kront finds out, he'll be so angry that he might come back to life!"
...
Hearing the mocking laughter from afar, Rennes felt inexplicably furious.
In the real world, he had established his own technological company.
In the game, he was a big shot with more than a dozen guilds under his command.
Wherever he went, he would always receive compliments, damn it. These old bastards actually dared to insult him. They must be tired of living.
Although he was angry, Rennes was not a rash person. Moreover, he had already marked the enemies; they could not escape.
Now that he had arrived at a new place, the most important thing was, of course, to collect information.
Rennes swept his gaze around. Countless scenes appeared before his eyes, as if time had reversed.
In thirty seconds, he had received all the information.
It turned out that the Raytheon Empire wished to conquer the entire eastern region of the Arnold Continent to expand its territory. They sent out 500,000 troops to invade the Noah Kingdom.
The Noah Kingdom put up a desperate fight. Today, the Noah Kingdom was facing the final moments before its destruction.
Thus, the Guardian Archmage of the Noah Kingdom, Kront, sacrificed his own life to perform a forbidden summoning.
"So I was summoned by the Noah Kingdom. Which makes Raytheon Empire my enemy!"
Rennes rubbed his chin and sorted out his thoughts.
In the next moment.
Rennes appeared instantaneously in front of Lifa.
"Don't worry, everything's going to be all right. Kront's sacrifice, and the sacrifices of the entire Noah Kingdom, will not be in vain," Rennes smiled and said softly while looking into Lifa's eyes.
"Leave the rest to me!"
After saying that, Rennes instantly appeared in the sky a hundred meters away. With a wave of his hand, a few huge magic energy shield enveloped the entire Imperial City.
It would be bad if his spells accidentally hurt his allies.
Rennes knew what he was doing. After all, they were not in a game right now. Friendly fire was not disabled.
On the other side...
The five Archmages of the Raytheon empire were also astonished to see Rennes suddenly appearing in mid-air.
The blonde-haired kid did not emit any mana fluctuations at all, but he had actually teleported out of the Imperial City in an instant.
Could this kid actually have talent in spatial magic?
Thinking of this, the five Archmages exchanged glances with each other. They saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.
They wanted to seize this kid's innate talent!
At the same time...
Rennes had encountered a difficult problem, so he was pondering. This situation was truly a bit difficult to deal with.
Sea of Lightning? Spatial Rend?
No, no, neither of these moves would work!
If he used Sea of Lightning, what if he could not control his power and ended up blowing up the surroundings of the Imperial City into ruins? How would the Imperial City develop in the future?
Spatial Rend would not have that problem. The spell would slice up these enemies and suck their corpses into the spatial rifts.
However, once the spatial rifts had appeared, it would not be easy to stabilize them. Every few decades, he would need to personally strengthen them, which was way too troublesome.
Rennes felt that he had to control his power well. First, he would use a basic skill as practice.
"Rain of Corrosion!"
Rennes' fingers moved in the air with a strange rhythm.
A mysterious chant came out of his mouth. Then, a violent mana fluctuation could be felt in the entire area.
All of a sudden, winds and clouds shifted.
Countless dark clouds appeared in the gloomy sky. In the eyes of the soldiers of the Raytheon Empire, the entire sky seemed to have been swallowed up by darkness.
But the five Archmages of the Raytheon Empire saw a different scene with their perception. Endless amount of water and dark elements, as well as the death element of necromancy, coalesced together into a dark cloud that covered the entire sky.
The dark cloud was formed very quickly. In less than ten seconds, it already had a radius of 50,000 meters. Even if the five Archmages worked together, they would need at least an hour to set up a spell of this magnitude.
After only ten seconds, the five Archmages of the Raytheon Empire were already looking at Rennes with fear in their eyes.
Even though the Rain of Corrosion was still brewing, the five Archmages already understood the severity of the situation.
They all regretted that they did not attack earlier, letting the other party take the initiative.
Since it had come to this, they could only defend themselves.
Thinking of this, the five of them cast defensive spells to protect themselves.
Just as their magic array lit up, it started to drizzle.
The rain fell very abruptly. No one could have predicted that it would suddenly rain.
Soon, the soldiers who were drenched by the rain fell down one after another like dominoes, as if they had been poisoned, or as if they had fallen into a hallucination. They made unintelligible sounds in their mouth.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers fell like wheat in the fields, their lives harvested by an invisible sickle.
Seeing a scene like this, the five Archmages of the Raytheon Empire broke out in cold sweat, their faces pale.
Fortunately, the five of them had cooperated together many times before this siege, and they had great understanding between them. The moment the rain fell, the defensive formation formed by the joint effort of all five of them was unleashed.
The black raindrops fell quietly.
The lives on the battlefield flowed into the soil along with the rainwater, nourishing the earth.
Within the magic array, the five Archmages looked at each other. They could not hide the fear in their eyes.
And fear was contagious.