The words "Successful" are more appropriate to describe the Mayo Empire's spring offensive. Miocic, who returned to the Holy City a few months ago, went on another expedition as the commander-in-chief of the northern front army of the Mayo Empire, together with Marshal Beeri. The final war to unify the entire continent was launched.
The destruction of the Dark Moon Magic Legion caused the Allison Empire to lose a large number of magic elites. Although it took a year to recuperate, the quantity and quality of the magicians recruited were far from what they were when the empire was in its heyday. The chief magician of the palace, Neuinheim, was severely injured by Thor and is still unable to walk freely. The great magician Mike died in the hands of An Fei. Two of the four Optimus Pillars have been lost. The outcome of the war has become inevitable.
In the center of the remote Greenwich Island, there is a huge mountain of bones. Countless frightening green flames are constantly spitting out from the gaps between the bones. Hundreds of necromancers stand obediently under the mountain of bones, using their Horrified eyes stared at the burned bones. Today's Minos is different from the past. In the past, Minos looked very ordinary. If there was no terrifying coercion, he would be no different from a tattered old skeleton, except that he was wearing a robe. But today's Minos But North was dressed in fine clothes, holding a crystal-clear jade bone staff in his hand, wearing a snow-white magic robe, and a cloak that was as red as blood. The white, white, and red of blood complemented each other, making Minos feel a little more out of thin air. Demonic spirit. Minos also wore a crown on his head. The crown was surrounded by seven half-fist-sized gray magic crystals. In order to make this crown, Minos used all the magic crystals he had collected. He even destroyed one of the weakest ghost dragons, and all this was just for a ceremony, a ceremony that he had been waiting for for a long, long time.
Minos slowly raised the bone staff in his hand. The green flames became more and more powerful, and countless skeletons made creaking and groaning sounds as they burned. However, there were too many skeletons. When the sound spread out, it had gathered into an overwhelming sound wave, spreading in all directions. Sweeping away, Greenwich Island is not big but not small either, with a radius of hundreds of miles. But standing anywhere on Greenwich Island, you can clearly hear the sound.
Hundreds of necromancers were staggered by the shock, but Minos I, who was ranked first in strength in the mainland, remained motionless. Every time he raised his bone staff, green flames spurted out, even rolling up to a height of hundreds of meters. , wisps of gray smoke that were imperceptible to the naked eye slowly rose up, passed through the bone barrier covering the entire island, and filled the air. The blue sky was gradually dyed gray-white. The smoke and dust continued to spread outwards, rolling across the sea and finally into the inland.
By an unnamed lake, Gorman, who was uglier than Minos, was looking at Susanna quietly. His voice was low and slow, as if he was persuading or warning: "Suzanne, the elements chain me It's already opened, but... you'd better not use this sword, ever!"
Susanna's eyes fell on the mithril box that had revealed its true colors, and she remained silent for a long time. It seems that Gorman did not hear what he said. The elemental chains that troubled the great alchemist Jacob could not trouble the versatile Gorman. It is not easy to reach the peak in a certain aspect. Gorman's achievements are really shocking. Of course, this is inseparable from time. Ordinary people have at most a hundred years of life, and Gorman has lived for hundreds of years.
"The Chant of Blood has condensed too much resentment. As far as I know, everyone who picks up the Chant of Blood will eventually become a demon or even lose their mind." Gorman slowly added: "Humans have Among all the epic weapons, there are not many that can harm the gods. The Blood Chant is one of them. Hundreds of angels were swallowed by the Blood Chant. In the end, it has aroused the vigilance of the gods. If...you Pulling out this sword will most likely alarm the gods, and all the freedom we have will be ruined by you, Susanna, remember, never use the Chant of Blood!"
"If An Fei and I have no future, what else will I care about forever?" Susanna showed a soft smile: "Besides, since you are so opposed, why are you willing to help me unlock the elemental chains?"
"Whether we have a future is still unknown, but if you really use the Chant of Blood, we are destined to have no future!" Gorman sighed softly: "As long as we can still see a glimmer of hope, you must control Keep your emotions in check, I think you should understand what I mean."
Susanna pondered for a moment and nodded slowly. Gorman wanted to say something else, but suddenly turned his head to the east. A cloud of gray-white smoke came from the east, dyeing the entire sky gray-white. Gorman's body trembled slightly, and he said word by word: " Finally… it begins.”
An Fei lay on his side on a blue lying cow stone in the center of the lake, with his eyes slightly closed and his mind relaxed, like a shepherd taking a nap. When the sky turned gray and a suffocating feeling pressed down, An Fei frowned. He frowned and waved his hand, and a breeze swept across the lake, causing countless ripples on the calm lake surface. Then the wind became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a huge tornado. The mushroom cap at the top of the tornado moved at an extremely fast speed. Rotating, sucking in all the gray-white smoke and dust that was coming, the sky returned to blue.
An Fei looked very relaxed at the moment, but in fact he was not like that. He had been practicing hard for several months. He had read the Scroll of Redemption before and saw the text describing the origin of the world. The world was originally one, from which various elements were born, and finally the entire world was formed. He had already seen it at that time, and An Fei did not He didn't take this kind of thing into his heart, but after reading the experience left by Minos, he understood what it meant. When a person can integrate all the elements in an absolutely balanced manner, the One will reappear again. That is the original power and the power of creation!
The difference between a saint and a peak powerhouse is this. When a great magician releases magic, the elemental power will always dissipate quickly after a specific period of time. However, when a saint uses the original power to release magic, the elemental power will only It gradually deteriorates over time. Take the earth wall technique as an example. The earth wall released by a great magician can only last for ten minutes at most, but the earth wall released by a saint is close to eternity. The earth wall will only weather under the erosion of time, but it will never disappear out of thin air. At this stage, the saint is already close to the gods, and has mastered some mysteries. Although he cannot say that he created the world, he can at least change the true appearance of the world forever!
An Fei has extremely powerful mental power, and he can integrate the elements of all systems in an absolutely balanced manner. For others, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for him, it is easy. Naturally, he has already mastered all the magic systems, and there is a warrior in his body. With the seeds of light left by Lamberge and the dark scripture left by Yagor in his hand, the conditions for cultivation are ready. As for undead magic, it is a branch of magic derived from life and does not belong to the first sequence of elements.
With Gorman's wisdom, he still couldn't see the nature of the tornado. Although An Fei only had a glimpse of it, he was still far away from fully mastering the original power. Just like a high-level magician who couldn't understand the big tornado. The magician's consciousness is the same. He doesn't understand the original power at all, so he can't distinguish it.
Gorman looked towards the center of the lake from a distance. After releasing the magic, An Fei fell into sleep again. After waiting for a moment, Gorman sighed again: "It seems that I have to leave by myself, Susanna, you stay." Please accompany An Fei, I hope... you can make it in time."
The gray-white smoke spread faster and faster. On the battlefield located in the interior of the Alison Empire, the two fighting sides felt the suffocating pressure and gradually broke away from the battle. In the center of the city, the great magician of the Alison Empire, Ereli While eating at the dining table, when gray-white smoke filled the air, he was first surprised, then delighted. He hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and was about to stand up, but suddenly grabbed his throat because the food in his mouth suddenly changed. It became a slippery living thing, and automatically got into his stomach before he could swallow it, and then a cold breath came from his chest and abdomen.
The great magician Ereli ranks second in the Allison Empire, second only to Neuenheim. He has extremely rich combat experience, but he is only good at dealing with external enemies. As for how to control abnormalities in the body, he I was a little helpless.
"Master Ereli, fight side by side with us for the future of the entire continent, or sacrifice for the Allison Empire, make a choice." A feminine voice sounded in Ereli's ears.
Ereli's expression became stiff. He looked around and uttered a few words in an extremely bitter tone: "Morgan..."
This year, the Allison Empire has not been idle, and has mastered many secrets. The top experts on the continent must unite to fight against Minos. Of course, Thor, Stig and others cannot escape from the matter. In fact, this is the opportunity that Allison has been waiting for! As long as Thor, Stig, Jacob, Dog Mingzhe and others leave, the Allison Empire will regain its magical advantage. As long as it is planned properly, it can completely turn defeat into victory and defeat the Mao Empire's attack!
It's a pity that they can think of this, how could Yolande, who is as wise as the sea, not think of it? The addition of Morgan sounded the death knell of the Allison Empire. With high-end power under control, the Allison Empire could no longer make a difference.