In this near-natural disaster-like wave of undead, countries and organizations that reacted quickly took corresponding measures. Erebus, who is affiliated with the Principality of Dix, even came out with all their elites just moments after the disaster occurred.
Another organization located in Dix, the most authoritative magic pinnacle organization in the Garsain continent, the Alkari Council, also made corresponding measures immediately - the White High, known as the Holy Land of Magic.
The tower opens a barrier outwards from the center. While rescuing the living, it also forms a defensive position against the undead, and transports personnel and information through the still usable teleportation array.
Such measures allowed the white tower to gain a firm foothold as quickly as possible.
Despite this, as time went by, countless high-level undead led the low-level undead's endless offensive, which also made these actions seem like a drop in the bucket. There was even a gap in the defensive barrier that was collectively breached by the high-level undead.
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If the collective power of Alkari's mages hadn't been strong enough, I'm afraid that area would have been reduced to ruins like the towns in Dix that had long been trampled by iron hoofs.
The gap in the barrier was quickly filled with magic power and became full again, but the mages guarding this area had an extra gap in their hearts——
Can we really stop them?
This uneasiness from the heart continued until the great sage Ward predicted through stargazing - "Heroes from afar will come across the sea to end this absurd disaster."
Out of respect for the great sage and the accuracy of his predictions for hundreds of years, the magicians chose to continue to persevere.
Now, not long after, through the guidance of the giant dragon Luci, those people in the prophecy have indeed arrived on this land.
However, the surprise in everyone's hearts showed no sign of fading away, but instead became even deeper.
Can this seemingly humble group really put an end to all this?
Except for the three dandy young masters and his maids who had no apparent strength but seemed more interested in having fun, the only people in this group were the elf who completely hid his body under the cloak and the leaders of the two mercenary groups.
With master-level strength, the others are even more uneven and weak - with such combat power, they are not even as good as those sent by the White Tower as guards, let alone save Dix.
Doubts and suspicions filled the hearts of these high-level mages for a moment. However, these malicious emotions were not directed at their leaders and wise men, but at that group of people... that group of people were so weak that they had trouble even dealing with low-level undead.
An outsider with the power of nine cows and two tigers.
After all, they had no idea that these people could become the key to this incident, or the "heroes" predicted by the great sage.
Some mages even secretly asked the Great Sage "tactfully" if Lu Xi had made a mistake, but they received an unusually firm answer from the Great Sage.
"Everything is a decision of fate."
The Great Sage conveyed his meaning in a mysterious and calm tone, and then expressed it with actions - personally sponsoring his own collection.
Arm these prophesied visitors with magic equipment, scrolls, and even some rare materials, which are coveted by most Alkari members.
However, not all "heroes" are satisfied with these things.
"You are still the first guest to make a request to me." The great sage smiled gently and said slowly.
Obviously, the disappointment shown by a certain young man after a cursory visit did not escape the great sage's eyes. After careful questioning, the other party actually made a request for a high-precision magic armor.
However, this is indeed something that the Great Sage happens not to have in his collection.
"That... is too troublesome..." Fan's face turned red, but before he could explain anything, the great sage shook his head gently and said: "I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, I think you are actually a
A very courageous kid.”
"Courage?" Fan felt a little embarrassed - he just made some unsatisfied requests, why did he say courage?
The Great Sage sighed and spoke slowly: "Since I became the Great Sage, people's respect for me has gradually turned into fear and alienation. The number of people who can talk to me normally is only a handful..."
He didn't finish speaking, but Fan already understood what he wanted to express... There are fewer and fewer people who dare to express their true opinions.
But even if he understood it, he couldn't empathize with it. He was just a little mage, not yet respectable.
"It's just that for me...those...are actually of no use."
He could only smile bitterly, scratch his head, and change the subject in a clumsy way.
"Even if I use magic, I can't use it as freely as my mentor or Teacher Sophia... The increase in magic doesn't mean much to me."
"oh?"
As if he heard something strange, the great sage cast his eyes curiously on him.
"Isn't it because of the relationship with that little guy Sophia who is practicing her 'Sophia Magic Close Combat Style'?"
"In fact..." The bitterness on the young man's face became even more intense, "Teacher Sophia didn't teach me that - didn't teach me those magics in Teacher Sophia's 'school'..."
"So, the spells invented by Sophia are indeed only suitable for her." The great sage nodded and said somewhat clearly, "...your arcane magic...came from another mentor of yours?"
"Yes." Fan nodded, and after recalling it seriously for a moment, he said, "Teacher Jambis said... he was the one who taught me arcana and inscriptions. Speaking of which, he was once a councilor of Alkari. He
I am a friend of Teacher Sophia. Not long after I met Teacher Sophia, Teacher Sophia recommended me to study there because she was busy with things."
"I have heard of him." The great sage muttered, "He is also a rigorous magician in Alkari. Is he your mentor?"
"Barely... the tutor doesn't like me as a student very much - after all, my talent is a bit... bad... I failed to respond to the tutor's expectations." Fan smiled sheepishly, mocking himself slightly.
The tone continued, "I like magic, but it cannot fully accept me. Those wands and magic devices are very powerful, but they really can't provide me with more help..."
"...Is that so?" The great sage fell into silence, seeming to be thinking about something. After a long time, he asked in a meaningful tone. "Is this the only reason why you got the magic armor?"
"Your Majesty, Great Sage..." Fan's expression became a little subtle, as if his eyes were lost in a certain time at this moment, but he soon regained his determination. "...I have no time, I am not here.
With the confidence and ability to learn magic and become stronger in the shortest time, the scenes in the bard’s story are impossible to appear in reality—and, a premonition tells me that such a choice will ruin my friend.”
"I need power, the power to protect my friends!" Fan slowly said what he really wanted. "Wands, staffs, or magic books recording magic, in the eyes of others, what is the difference between a magician and a magician?"
Things that can be of great help have no meaning at all for me at the moment, no, for me who can’t digest them and become a help.”
"Because I am not a pure mage, let alone an apprentice of Teacher Sophia's 'school'..." Fan said with a flat face, which made him helpless. A light blade composed of light blue magic appeared in the palm of his hand.
It is this gushing flow of magic that is released from the damaged magic circuit after the glove is damaged.
It is unstable and consumes a lot of magic power, but it still has the same cutting effect that cannot be resisted by objects without magic resistance.
"...Half-assed magic and half-assed martial arts, the rest can only be made up for by a stronger 'body'."
Soon, during the conversation between Fan and the Great Sage, the two came to one of the important areas of the White Tower - the workshop area.
Fan Ziran, who had longed to become a magician since childhood, was fascinated by this place. He never imagined that he would have the opportunity to come here and become the guest of the great sage.
"What are you thinking about?" The great sage smiled gently and led Fan towards the production room.
Fan came back to his senses and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, although I have been learning magic from Master Jambis, this is the first time I have entered here."
The great sage smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "Actually, there is nothing special here. You don't need to be too nervous... Look, we are here."
The great sage brought Brahman to a spacious room, which was more like a workshop than a room. Humans, dwarves, elves, orcs...magicians of all races were carefully making magic accessories here. The Garsain Market
Most of the magic items circulating in the world come from here.
"Okay...so awesome!" It was the first time for Fan to see so many magicians working together. It was obvious that they were very fond of and devoted to making magic items, and did not notice the arrival of the great sage at all. Moreover, Fan noticed that every
The magic items made by each magician have different styles, and some magicians gathered together to discuss something.
"Follow me, and I will take you to meet the most outstanding master craftsman here." The Great Sage smiled gently, "Speak out your thoughts and he will help you fulfill your wish."
Chapter completed!