"My darling, you are so welcoming to the wizard. Did they overlook something?"
Under Wang Xu's observation, the people's hearts were boiling at this moment. Instead of resisting the wizards, the vast majority of ordinary people showed great enthusiasm for the possible wizards.
After all, this is the era of the Great Depression, rich families are stinking of wine and meat, and there are people freezing to death on the road. This is a true portrayal of the little match girl.
Ordinary people living in this era cannot see hope. They spend every day in despair. What greets them is not hope, but a more cruel tomorrow.
Blindly blinded, ordinary people regard the wizard as a savior, hoping that the wizard's appearance can break the nightmare, without the slightest idea that the wizard himself is a nightmare.
Of course, in the federal government's propaganda, wizards are the embodiment of evil, and there are certain slanderous plots.
But in fact, even some relatively pertinent unofficial histories do not have a high evaluation of wizards.
Historical records record that wizards were addicted to experiments, and it was common for one experiment to consume hundreds of experimental subjects.
What is the experimental subject? It is not a white mouse, but a living person.
Many of the more pertinent unofficial histories record wizard experiments, often describing the captured experimental subjects as a village with ten rooms and nine empty rooms.
In some relatively high-end large-scale experiments, a city is simply used as a laboratory, and the people in the city are readily available guinea pigs.
People who truly understand how scary wizards are will never regard wizards as saviors, because they are a group of emotionless demons who never regard ordinary people as their own kind.
"Dean, the plane coordinates detected are suspected to be a small plane lost by the college three hundred years ago."
"Three hundred years ago..."
In the scarlet tower that towered into the sky, a middle-aged man with tattoos on his face accidentally broke a bottle of potion.
It was a good time three hundred years ago. It was the time of the Academy War, and the Scarlet Wizard Academy was caught off guard by its opponents.
What's even more hateful is that his most beloved disciple died in that battle. If his disciple had not died, he believed that there would be at least one more among the three great wizard towers in the Scarlet Wizard Academy.
"Is it the plane that Charlie discovered?" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and a flame rose up, burning the potion fragments and liquid clean.
"Yes, Dean." The weapon spirit of the Scarlet Tower replied hollowly and intently.
Hearing that it was really that small plane, the middle-aged man smiled a little and whispered: "Descendants of Charlie, I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Order, Wizard Glee will lead a team to recover plane No. 86, and also tell him that he must find Charlie's descendants."
"Yes, Dean..."
Once the Door of Truth is opened, it will not fall from the sky unless the charging array is destroyed.
However, with the Federation's full efforts, it is not difficult to find the door of truth.
On the fifth hour after the Gate of Truth was raised, the order to search for the charged magic circle was sent from the Federal Parliament to Sisabel City.
What is interesting is that the reason why information can be transmitted so fast is precisely because the revolutionary army took away the sound shell from the wizard family during the rebellion.
Transmission Shell is a witchcraft product similar to a telephone, which can keep in touch in the same space.
It's a pity that Xisabel City is not a big city, so no sound transmission shell was placed here. The order of the Federal Parliament was first transmitted to the big city, and the big city sent a postman to Xisabel. It only took five hours.
Five hours is neither long nor short.
But placed here, it is enough for the signal of the Gate of Truth to be received by the Scarlet Academy, and then the Wizard Expeditionary Corps is sent out.
"Go forward and conquer the world on the other side."
A huge flying battleship, the size of a city, is squeezing into the door of truth little by little.
This battleship is very special. It is a wooden battleship, but it does not feel as weak as wood. Instead, it looks stronger than steel.
On the battleship, there are countless strange creatures standing densely packed.
There are tentacle-like creatures, crab-like creatures, cyclops-like creatures, and ghost-like creatures.
If anyone is familiar with the wizarding world, when they see these strange creatures, they will instantly think of one word, wizard puppet army.
A wizard never fights alone. The more powerful a wizard is, the more followers he has.
These followers are not counted by number, but by race. As the wizard grows, he will continue to conquer some races with potential, and then train them to become his own war machine.
A qualified wizard must have at least five groups of followers of different types and races to cope with the ever-changing wizard wars.
The third-level great wizard Gelie is such a wizard. Under his rule, there are five ethnic groups: the Cyclops tribe, the tentacle tribe, the thousand-eyed crab tribe, the ghost tribe, and the winged banshee tribe.
To invade a low-level plane, he doesn't even need to take action, he can conquer it with just his followers.
boom!!
With a roar, the expedition battleship sailed into the Gate of Truth, just like entering a time and space tunnel. When you open your eyes, you are already in another world.
"What a small world!"
In the sky, a huge battleship squeezed out of the Gate of Truth little by little.
Glie stood on the bow of the ship, holding a crystal ball in his hand, and said softly: "I, the wizard world, Scarlet Wizard Academy, and the third-level wizard Glie hereby declare that this world belongs to the Scarlet Academy."
He was obviously talking to the crystal ball, but no matter where he was, he could hear Wizard Greed's words.
Hearing such sounds and looking at the battleships in the sky, everyone on the surface was stunned.
"Wizard, the wizard is back!"
The most terrifying thing is the nobles who betrayed the wizard. They looked at the battleships in the sky, and each of them was more sad than their dead mother.
Only a few people still consider themselves the kings of the world, and feel that the wizards will not do anything to them when they return. They murmur to each other: "We control the government, the wizards will need us, and we are still valuable."
"Witchcraft, reminiscing about time!"
Wizard Glee stretched out his hand and tapped directly on the crystal ball.
In an instant, time seemed to have pressed the rewind button, and all the major events that had happened in the past three hundred years appeared in Wizard Gulle's eyes.
When he saw the wizard leaving, the wizard's descendants being persecuted, the Door of Truth being shot down, and the traitor taking power, Wizard Gle's already cold eyes became even colder without exception.
"The Seal of Vengeance!"
Wizard Gle waved his hand, and a red mark came out of his hand, turning into a rain of light and running in all directions.
Over the past three hundred years, all descendants of families who have persecuted wizards or participated in the persecution of wizards have a red thread wrapped around their hands.
"Kill, follow the guidance of the mark and kill all those who blaspheme the honor of the wizard." Wizard Gree ordered with a cold look on his face without looking back.
Standing on the warship, millions of puppet legions took off from the warship, looking for humans who had been infected by the Seal of Vengeance.
The killing began. Some of the council members who were still dreaming about the spring and autumn, thinking that it would be fine after the wizard returned were immediately killed by the puppets who arrived.
This is just the beginning. All descendants of the human race who participated in the revolutionary army three hundred years ago are on the must-kill list.
No matter you are old or young, a royal sister or a luoli, as long as you are stained with the mark of revenge, what awaits you is ruthless killing.
Some people may ask, what do the crimes committed by my ancestors have to do with me.
Unfortunately, this is not a court, and Wizard Greed is not a judge. He only knows that the honor of wizards cannot be tarnished. Even if three hundred years have passed, the sins committed by the ancestors will still have to be borne by his descendants.
It's like the end of the world is coming, and there are killings everywhere.
One second, the civilians who were praying for the wizard to come were severely slapped in the face the next second.
They cry, they fuss, they roar, they plead.
Nothing is of use, the damned will not live, the damned will not die, wizards never rule the world by kindness, if anyone thinks that wizards are benevolent, they are totally wrong.
"Sure enough, the wizarding world here follows the law of the jungle."
Looking at the killings in front of him and the cold wizard standing on the battleship, Wang Xu had a slight smile on his lips: "Kill, kill as much as you want, only iron and blood can live up to it. In such a wizarding world, I am very