As there are three deep-sea-level mages in the entire Van En, and it is the closest deep-sea-level mage tower complex to Meilinle in the north, its status is naturally extremely high.
However, this majestic building complex standing on the edge of the snowfields in the north now looks a little dilapidated.
To this day, there is still a faint smoke of magic floating out from between the damaged towers.
The strange attack that occurred before the Winter Festival seemed to have caused extremely serious and irreparable damage to the scholar tower group. However, to this day, neither the Cedar Scholar Tower Group nor the Law Committee has
The specific cause and process of the bizarre attack will be announced to the outside world.
"There are too many things that the outside world needs to pay attention to these days."
In one of the mage towers, two figures sat face to face, both holding a cup of hot tea, with magical cedar leaves floating in the tea.
The furnishings in the mage tower are very simple. Here, you can hardly see any equipment related to the emerging steam technology. Everything is built around the concepts of the classical magic school. Even the teapot used to add hot water is a century old.
The old style from before.
The figure who just spoke picked up the tea cup. He slowly sipped the cedar tea in the cup, and then said in his deep voice: "If we go back fifty or twenty years... at that time,
Let alone the mage tower group being attacked, even if a piece of the sculpture on top of you is damaged, it will become the object of discussion among ordinary people."
As he spoke, the man placed the tea cup on the table beside him, raised his head, and exposed his face to the light.
This is a middle-aged man with a somewhat ordinary appearance. Except for his small eyes, he has no other obvious features. He looks like an ordinary clerk or editor who came out of a magazine.
, or, a general worker in a government agency of a certain country.
The clothes he wore were also very ordinary, just a standard heavy coat, placed on the hat beside him, and even had two patches on it.
However, in those slightly squinted eyes, there was a strange light shining, and the brilliance of magic was also beating between his eyelids.
Opposite this middle-aged man is a man wearing a traditional robe.
If the middle-aged man wearing a heavy windbreaker is an "ordinary person" with the characteristics of a secret mage, then this man directly displays his identity as a magic scholar in the most thorough and comprehensive way.
.
The man's age is somewhat difficult to determine. He has a long beard and his hairline is somewhat receding, but his beard and hair are all black and have not turned gray.
There are wrinkles on his face, but not many. There seems to be a bit of age between his eyebrows, but often the next second, this sign of aging will be covered up by the vigorous energy he shows.
However, everyone who knows something about the Cedar Scholar Tower Group and the deep-sea level mages knows that the most important deep-sea level mage in the Cedar Scholar Tower Group, "Yetvich", is already over 110 years old.
Years old, there are even rumors that he is actually close to 200 years old.
In the eyes of the outside world, Master Yetevich's astonishing longevity stems from his belief in the God of Life and his mastery of healing magic.
General lake level and river valley level scholars are already "rare existences" that are difficult for ordinary people to contact. As for those deep sea level magicians, many times they are just some kind of symbol in people's imagination.
After hearing the words spoken by the middle-aged man in front of him, Master Yetvich calmly raised his eyes, opened his mouth, and the vicissitudes of voice that was completely inconsistent with his appearance immediately came out: "Novi, every time you
It’s always like this, I always beat around the bush before I want to say something... I’m an old man and I don’t want to bear this unnecessary energy consumption.”
The middle-aged man who was called "Novi" grinned after hearing this: "Yes, yes, you are really worried... What happened in St. Steele in the past two days should be enough to give you a headache.
Bar?"
As he said that, Novi raised his finger and pointed out the window. Through the side window, he could see the destroyed top of another mage tower in the distance - it has not been repaired until now.
"It seems that the attack really frightened you. Even now, don't you dare to repair the damaged mage tower?"
Faced with the middle-aged man's intentional or unintentional provocation and ridicule, Master Yetvich shook his head: "Novi, you have no idea what happened that day... Everything that your association advocated and pursued in the past is there.
It's nothing compared to an attack."
Novi slowly stood up from the chair, pulled out a metal cane that was almost the same as the scepter Shuge carried, and walked to the window with it.
The current head of the Black Sun Society quietly looked at the smoke floating from another mage tower. He widened his slightly squinted eyes, and the magic power in his pupils changed at this moment.
It is extremely vivid, and in these constantly beating active lights and shadows, it reveals an indescribable and weird look.
Worship, yearn for, explore...
Even a bit greedy.
"Yetvich...Yetvich, my dear Yetevich!"
Novi turned around, and the strange look in his eyes disappeared at this moment, and Novi's expression and expression returned to their original state. He came to the deep sea level mage with a cane, and then he stared at
He asked the other party to speak slowly: "Tell me, I ask you to answer me truthfully. Did that attack completely exceed your expectations and your imagination of the concept of magic?"
Although Novi used words like "request" and "dear" in his words, there was no respect at all for a deep-sea mage in his tone. On the contrary, there was a sense of
The arrogance of a superior when giving orders to subordinates.
At the moment, all the scenes that appear in this mage tower and all the conversations that are going on are enough to subvert the logic and cognition of people in Van En.
Master Yetvich's body trembled slightly, and then he responded: "The ceremonial ground of the tower group was directly torn apart... Before that, the ceremonial ground neither issued a warning nor suffered any impact.
Everything is functioning normally.”
While retelling these events, Yetevich couldn't help but close his eyes, but even so, he could still recall the horrific scenes at that time.
"Everything that happened that day is indeed inconsistent with our understanding of magic. Even if the other party is really familiar with the ritual site we set up, there is absolutely no way to circumvent the warning measures we set up..."
Yetvich stated: "However, the guards, puppets and all magic failed in front of the attacker. He just attacked the meeting place directly without anyone noticing, killing your association."
Those mages sent to attend the meeting."
"Okay Yetvich, I'm not here to hold you accountable today..."
Novi shook his head: "Even if a few of my students are among those who died, I won't be angry because of this. After all, in my opinion, they can die because of this. This is something that other people never hope for."
The favor and glory that comes.”
Master Yetvich frowned: "What?"
"This is a real 'miracle', Yetvich..."
Novi let out a gloomy laugh: "In my opinion, the 'Salem City Sacrifice' carefully planned by our people is not even as good as one percent of the scene in front of us... Although I don't understand why He wanted to
Doing such a thing, isn’t it a blessing?”
A hint of disbelief flashed in Yetvich's eyes: "Do you regard that attack as a blessing?"
"why not?"
Novi looked at the deep-sea mage in front of him quietly: "Your attitude is wrong, Yetvich... I am also a useless insect and ant waiting in front of the real gods, but now, I have the opportunity to see it in person
Seeing the great power exerted by the gods, isn't this enough for us to cherish?"
Novi reached out to pick up the tea cup and drank the cedar tea in it. Then he laughed: "The date in the great prophecy is approaching, the black sun is already ready to move, and the miracle we are looking forward to is about to return to Brahma.
kindness!"
As he spoke, Novi raised his cane and pointed at the huge magic map hanging on the wall. A huge circle drawn by black magic immediately fell on the Kingdom of St. Steele.
"Yetvich, before that, shouldn't you think about what else you haven't done well?"
…
As the leader of the Cedar Scholar Tower Group, Master Yetevich certainly has many secrets.
Among these secrets, the most important is naturally the subtle connection he maintains with the Black Sun Society.
As early as when Yetvich was still holding important positions within Merlinle and the Legal Committee, the research topics he led were related to the healing branch of black magic - his starting point was very pure, as the god of life
As a believer, he was very dissatisfied with the ambiguity of this belief. As a scholar, Yetvich believed that he needed to do everything possible to improve this belief system and make it the third belief system besides the magic goddess Mel.
Two common beliefs.
To achieve this goal, it is necessary to conduct an in-depth tracing of the healing magic related to the belief in the God of Life.
He set his sights on sorcery and magic that was difficult to classify and whose origin was unknown.
However, as he studied these magics, Yetvich gradually came into contact with some special fields. Under the system of the Legal Committee, these fields were even more untouchable taboos than the past necromancy magic. However, he
Relying on his authority and status, he mobilized a considerable amount of resources and tentatively conducted further research.
It was during this process that he got acquainted with Novi, who claimed to be the leader of the Black Sun Society.
Yetvich was full of confidence in himself.
He always believed that he was the most devout believer of the goddess Mel and the god of life. On this basis, he was completely able to resist those weird heresies.
With the support of this confidence, he began to have in-depth exchanges and communication with the "wild mages" within the Black Sun Society. Under the guidance of those who were intentional or unintentional, Yetvich finally reached his goal. However,
After lifting the huge curtain, what he saw was not the "life" faith he dreamed of.
"Life" does exist, but its origin is completely different from Yetvich's imagination.
From that moment on, Yetvich experienced some kind of extremely special and slow "change".
Although he has been vigorously denying this change and trying to sever all ties with the Black Sun Society, and even considered using his resources in the Legal Committee to uproot the entire Black Sun Society, in the end, all
All attempts have failed.
The Black Sun Society, as well as the beliefs, ideas and power that exist behind them, are like a stubborn disease wrapped around Yetvich's bones, and the first person in charge of the society named "Novi" makes Yetvich even more...
Twitch was terrified from the bottom of his heart.
Even after he became a deep sea level mage, he still did not have the confidence to confront the opponent on the magical level.
Yetvich could not imagine what kind of power could give birth to such a terrifying mage under the strict control of Merlinle and the Legal Committee.
In the end, Yetvich gave up the resistance.
And the decision he made brought him unimaginable and amazing benefits.
Under the operation of a large number of invisible forces, the Cedar Scholar Tower Group has become the largest and most important deep-sea-level mage residence in the entire Van En, and a large number of Law Committee resources have begun to be tilted towards it.
In addition to this aspect, as the influence of the Cedar Scholar Tower Group continues to increase, Yetevich, as an important leader among them, finally realized his past wish - he naturally became the God of Life. Faith in St. Stephen's
He is an important leader in the Seer region. In some smaller towns of St. Steele, some believers even regard Yetvich as an important apostle sent to the world by the God of Life.
It is on this basis that the influence of the Black Sun Society successfully transitioned from the Cedar Scholars Tower Group and Master Yetevich to the people of St. Steele, and further began to spread towards the royal family and government of St. Steele.
Today, those soldiers who are fighting the enemy in the ice and snow on the front line, enduring cold, injuries, bullets and artillery fire, must not know that the national government and royal family to which they are loyal have been fundamentally corrupted.
Those rulers who have already witnessed those ancient miracles under the guidance of the Black Sun Society and believe that Van En is about to return to the black celestial body and the wave of the dark abyss are going completely crazy. They no longer even care about the success or failure of the frontline battle.
He no longer cares about the survival of the legions and soldiers.
In their view, all these are just sacrifices to the real gods in the near future.
"Yetvich, someone is trying to destroy your career...the things they are discussing are dangerous."
Novi whispered in the deep sea mage's ear: "Think about it carefully, how should we deal with it?"