Inside the headquarters of the Magic Guild, the mages looked nervous and no longer as arrogant as before. Representatives of the famous mages gathered on the tallest cold spire in the city to jointly decide on a life-or-death matter.
"The Chain Teleportation Monument is the research result of the Magic Guild. How did Rhodes know about it? He also promoted and perfected it and applied it to the frontal battlefield." In front of the round table where the mages gathered, the white-haired former president Ace
Queer asked.
"He is the strongest necromancer in history. He enslaved all the dead. Maybe it was your people who told him our technology." The purple-robed prophet Orak said lightly.
Escher glared at her and said: "Our research on the chain teleportation monument has not reached the point of full implementation on the battlefield, but Rhodes and his undead did it. It is hard not to think about it." p>
"It turns out that what Rhodes did was not perfect either." Near the center of the round table, college leader Deken said proactively, "He failed to connect all the occupied cities into a single piece, otherwise he would not have easily lost Cirrus Cloud City.
I heard good news about Cirrus City, and I am very happy that a hero can be born in Brakada at such a difficult time."
Under Deken's slightly praising gaze, at the corner of the round table, the inconspicuous mage star Elago said respectfully: "I was able to take back Cirrus City, thanks to the magic scroll provided by Lord Somra and the angels.
The holy water left behind..."
"Elago, you deserve to be rewarded. I appoint you as the elder of the magic guild. After the war is over, you will get your own magic town." Finally, Eli, the guild president sitting in the center, spoke, "
Rhodes' undead army is growing day by day. Whether they are refugees or ordinary people, they will become extremely harmful undead creatures in his hands. We need support. Is there any news from Erathia?"
"With all due respect, those angels are willing to help us regardless of their past grudges. They are already magnanimous. We can't ask for more." The former president Eschar looked at him expressionlessly, "A demon king has already passed through.
The gate of hell has entered the surface world, and those angels may not have any spare power to support us."
"Magnificent? Are you talking about those angels?" The lightning flashed, and a dark blue figure appeared among the mages.
"Lord Somra..." His appearance also attracted respectful salutes from nearby mages. On the battlefield, Somra showed his true form, but now, he looks like an ordinary monster.
However, there is active energy surrounding me, and I can faintly see the surge of electric light.
"Those angels cannot be called magnanimous. You have never seen them slaughter all living beings. Once upon a time, except for the Erathians, all living beings were heretics in their eyes. They cleansed everything in the world. They will come
Help us, either because of the guidance of fate, or because they are afraid." Somra said in a deep voice.
"What do they have to be afraid of?" President Eli asked slowly while all the mages were silent.
"They are afraid of Rhodes." Somra's gaze slowly swept across the faces of each mage, "Even now, each of you still has selfish motives in your heart, but Rhodes is different. Only one of his undead army has
One voice, that is his voice. When he gives an order, tens of thousands of undead creatures will rush to die for him. When such a crazy bastard completely conquers the entire Brakada and all the mages,
They have all become his undead army, even angels will be afraid of them."
"This..." The faces of the surrounding mages changed slightly. Somra was not exaggerating. This was exactly what happened on the battlefield.
"Damn Rhodes..." Deken couldn't help but curse.
Somra shook his head: "If the curse works, our enemies have died thousands of times. Although you have never seen the cruel side of the angel, I believe that you have not seen the glorious side of Brakada.
.The glory that the Mage Empire has lasted for hundreds of years was not granted by angels."
After a moment of silence, when the nearby mages were whispering to each other and discussing Somra's words, he looked at the rising mage Elago and took out a sealed letter: "You are from Eli, I hope you can
Hand this letter to the current Elf King."
Elago was stunned for a moment, and hesitated after receiving the letter: "Lord Somra, if you hope to get reinforcements from Eli, you will be disappointed. Since all the golden dragons and green dragons in Eli disappeared,
The power here is no longer what it once was, and it is all maintained by the guardians of the jungle. The Elf King has no spare power to send reinforcements in response to the doomsday."
Somra insisted: "This is an order."
Elago no longer hesitated, put the letter away, and waited for the meeting to end.
"Don't worry, Eli has already sent their reinforcements, those dragons that left." At this moment, Prophet Orak seemed to feel something, and his body trembled faintly, "Rhodes... he encountered
We have met a formidable opponent, an opponent who can destroy everything he has built. Not a mage, not an angel, but a dragon. Their destinies are intertwined and chaotic. This is our chance."
Orak took out a crystal ball and stared at the mirror image: "The kings showed their fangs. They chose Bracada as the battlefield and fought with each other to determine the final winner. They would not know
, when they fight to the point of losing both sides, that’s when we win.”
The words of the prophet also gave rise to a steady stream of courage in the hearts of nearby mages. Everything Orac said finally came true, whether it was the coming of the doomsday or the current enemy.
Even Somra looked at Orak in a different way: "Prophet Orak, can you see other revelations?"
Orak sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, Lord Somra, sporadic revelations are already the limit of what I can do... However, if I can wear the crown of the Oracle again, I will definitely be able to see
More, even if it is the fate of a hero, I can look directly at it..."
"The Crown of the Oracle..." Hearing this, Somra also gave up this idea, "The Crown of the Oracle is the core component of the most powerful artifact. Its importance is not lower than the Order of Heaven. It contains endless
With my wisdom, it seems that there is no such opportunity."
"No matter what, it is a happy event for us to see those two powerful enemies fighting each other." Deken concluded at this time, "I will take advantage of Rhodes's empty strength to recover Brakada.
As for the college land in the south, I just hope that the chain teleportation monument will not cause us any trouble."