"President Eli, the great Stigmata agreed to your request and agreed to send reinforcements to deal with the necromancer who is endangering the world."
Surrounded by a group of legendary mages, a high-level priest in a dark blue robe slowly said that in terms of rank, he may not be able to reach the level of those legendary mages, but the sense of calm and composure he displayed was unparalleled by any high-level priest.
This is something that even the most advanced mages have never had.
"If it weren't for the extraordinary power of the necromancer, we would not ask for help from Erathia." Next to the president, the white-haired old mage said slowly, "I hope the reinforcements sent by the Stigmata will really
Have the ability to restrict that necromancer."
The high-ranking priest smiled and did not answer, but heard the prophet wearing a purple robe ask: "How many people did you bring here?"
"Besides me, there are two other people." The high-ranking priest answered slowly.
"What, you just sent this few people?"
The words of the high-ranking priest immediately caused an uproar among the mages. They never expected that only such a small number of Erathian reinforcements, which they had placed high hopes on to deal with the necromancers, would come.
"I heard that the Stigmata awakened in Erathia. Could it be that the legendary man only had this little power?" A mage complained dissatisfied.
"Relying on those Erathian reinforcements is better than relying on ourselves. At least there are more than just two of us." Another mage said in a sinister tone.
Facing the mage's accusations or confused voices, the high-ranking priest just glanced at them lightly: "The Stigmata did not care about the previous grudges with you, which is already the result of his magnanimity. He not only forgives your sins
He also sent reinforcements to Brakada, but you didn't expect that you didn't know what to do and were still slandering him with words. If you are not satisfied, you can deal with the necromancer yourself."
"Get out of Bracada! We don't need you..."
A mage said angrily that in Brakada, the status of mages cannot be tarnished. They are the masters here. Even the envoys of Erathia will not receive any preferential treatment here.
"Stop talking."
However, the mage's words were interrupted when he was interrupted by another voice. The person who interrupted him was the president Eli who was listening on the side.
Eli came to the special envoy, took a deep look at him and said: "The Stigmata are indeed compassionate and will not take any blame for the mage's offense. I hope you will help me in the process of eliminating the necromancer."
The high-ranking priest nodded: "We will do everything we can to deal with those who have ulterior motives."
After saying that, the special envoy retreated first. After the special envoy left, the mages' discussions also spread.
"Mr. President, why do you have to be polite to those Erathians? I don't think they have any intention of forming an alliance with us. The necromancer is plundering the territory. They are the best at dealing with undead creatures, but they only sent a few people.
, Isn’t the meaning obvious?” The prophet came to Eli’s side, slammed the cane in his hand on the ground, and said angrily.
"Don't underestimate those Erathians." On the side, the old white-haired mage took the initiative to say, "Maybe they have some deep meaning. After all, the Stigma is a legendary figure who is as famous as the God of Mage. No one knows what he has.
Means..."
Hearing the mage's discussion, Eli shook his head and asked noncommittally: "Where is the mage from the academy now?"
"I haven't seen them for a long time. I heard that another magic academy was attacked by a giant dragon. They were busy resisting those dragons and had no time to follow us to eliminate the necromancer."
"Where did those giant dragons come from? I heard that they all emerged from the ground, but how is that possible? Shouldn't the giant dragons be flying in the sky? How come they all drilled into the ground?"
"Maybe the dragon-slaying hero in the academy knows something, but it's a pity that he is entangled by those dragons now and cannot answer our questions."
Eli's inquiry quickly received answers from other knowledgeable mages. For a while, the mages discussed the incoming dragon, but no results came from the discussion.
Unlike the elves in Eli, the mages have never had a good impression of the dragon. On the contrary, they value the precious materials on the dragon. Not long ago, they did not understand the drastic changes that took place within the dragon, and now they only feel very confused.
Hearing this, Eli said slowly: "After the battle is over, the members of the guild will come with me to support the academy. No matter where those dragons come from, they are our enemies. But now,
We have more important things to accomplish."
As he spoke, Eli looked across the city to the neat ice in the distance: "This is the only way for the necromancer to pass. If they want to return to Vilning, they must cross the magic frozen river to enter.
The plain area, and this is the best place for us to ambush them. With the assistance of Erathia's envoy, and the characteristics of the magical frozen river itself, we must completely leave the necromancer behind."
As Eli told the story, many mages also turned their attention to the frozen river outside the city.
The Magic Frozen River is one of the famous rivers in Bracada. In a sense, it is even as famous as the Ziwenal Rejuvenation Fountain in Eli.
The water of the Magic Frozen River has magical effects. Any mage who drinks the water of the Lower Frozen River will quickly recover the mana in his body, but the recovery effect will decrease as the number of drinks in a short period of time increases.
Similar to the Huantong Spring, as long as the magic frozen river water leaves here, no matter how it is stored, it will lose its effect within a day and eventually turn into ordinary clear water. This also makes it impossible for mages to store this kind of water.
Magical river water.
During the heyday of potion science, the water of the Magic Frozen River was often used by mages to refine potions that restored mana. Therefore, it was well known to many mages, and everyone in the magic guild was naturally familiar with it. p>
Eli chose the frozen river at his feet, and the cold current city built here, as the location to ambush the necromancers. He also valued the characteristics of the magical frozen river itself. With the replenishment of those rivers, the mages' continuous combat capabilities will be greatly improved.
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It is said that there is a large magic plain in the deepest part of the magic frozen river, but unfortunately no mage can confirm this.
"President, although the dragon-slaying hero couldn't come, he asked his men to bring this. It can effectively suppress the necromancer's domain."
On the side, the prophet seemed to have thought of something, took out a scorching red orb, and handed it to Eli's hand.
"This is..."
Feeling the power contained in the orb, even Eli couldn't help but change his face slightly.