Not long ago, the three men and women with mysterious origins who had secretly met in Germany finally met again. But compared to the sneakiness last time, this time their meeting seemed particularly grand.
After all, each of them is the first heir to the three top families, and one of them has even officially taken over half of the family's business recently. No matter which one of them, they can stir up a storm in the European magic world with just a few moves. The "big shot".
Of course, this is just talk.
In fact, if this disaster hadn't swept across Europe, the trouble was so great that even the four major families had to take off their low-key masks and take action personally. They had already made an alliance and it was hard for them to really break out.
However, the Blois family had been involved in the whirlpool of this disaster early, and Europe was now in chaos. Naturally, it was impossible for the three of them to stay away from the incident.
Therefore, since they knew that they would join the game sooner or later if things continued like this, after doing an investigation in advance, it became inevitable that the three families would formally meet here today...
"Egor, you were the first to take over the defense line here. Why don't you tell me how the situation is going?"
In the hall of a square wartime fortress with a rather tough appearance behind the eastern defense line of the second battlefield, three seats occupied three directions except the door. One of them was at the back of the room, facing the door. On top of it sat a tall, muscular man in armor.
To be honest, if others didn't tell me, most people wouldn't think he was a wizard, because his appearance really looked more like a medieval knight.
Sitting on the left side of him was a young man who was more of a priest than a wizard. She is wearing a white robe with gold rims woven with gold threads. If you look closely, you will see that the patterns on it are all specious and strange symbols. They are not only luxurious, but also exude a mysterious and powerful aura.
It's just that this priest... oh no, it's a wizard. But his lazy posture and expression leaning on his seat suppressed the extraordinary temperament of his gorgeous robe again, making him look full of contradictions.
Finally, there was the lady sitting opposite this strange young man.
Yes, this is undoubtedly a witch. She is the only woman among the three leaders present today, and she is also the first to talk about business.
Compared to the other two men present, her appearance was obviously more like that of a serious wizard—wearing a wide pointed hat on her head and a wide black and green trousers. In the wizard's robe, next to the seat where she sat, there was also a Peruvian Venomous Dragon without any restraints lying on it.
As the smallest of all known fire dragons in modern times, this Venomtooth dragon, which is approximately sixteen feet long, must be an adult fire dragon. Even though it was lying lazily on the ground, it looked somewhat similar to the young man opposite, but this was definitely a ferocious beast known for its cunning and cruelty!
Speaking of which, even the Brandt family, which started out by raising and taming dragons, would not dare to take a fire dragon with them without any safety measures. They also don’t know how this proud witch managed to make it so tame. Lying at his feet.
"Egor?"
The witch saw that the knight-like armored man didn't speak quickly, so after swallowing a mouthful of tobacco between her fingers, she called out softly again. The blurred smoke carried a strange fragrance, shrouding her in haze, making her expression unclear.
"What's there to say?" the big man casually patted the helmet on the armrest of the seat and said, "Don't tell me you didn't see it when you got here - the tide of living corpses that pressed here a few days ago had receded before we came here. Most of them, especially those individuals who are obviously stronger than ordinary cannon fodder, are no longer here. According to the latest intelligence, the commanders of the living corpses have returned their attention to the girl from the Blois family. Went over there..."
"So!" The witch gently stroked the fire dragon's tail that was placed in front of her knees and continued casually, "Should we take the opportunity to push back this defense line...?"
"Good idea, but don't call me. Just send someone to handle such a small matter." The man in white robe opposite her with a lazy look interjected.
On the other side, the big man in armor glanced at him with contempt and didn't say anything. He just frowned slightly again, as if he was thinking about something else.
After a moment, he nodded and said:
"What we have to do sooner or later... Anyway, let's test it out like this first. But what we really want to discuss now is obviously not this - Karolina, should you let those little things of yours go out first and let them be in those places?" Try it on a living corpse?"
"Of course," the witch quickly nodded in agreement this time, "Unlike the two of you, I can bring many powerful family wizard troops to participate in the war. If the effect is not good, I can only treat it as a war this time. Traveling!”
"Hey, no, no," the lazy man chatted with a smile, "Who doesn't know the methods of your Viseu family? Even though you are just a few people, you really want to talk about large-scale operations. The two of us combined can't compare to you in terms of combat power!"
"hypocritical!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the big man in armor snorted and cursed, but the other party didn't care about it and still acted like a shameless gangster.
After scolding him, the big man stopped. The next moment, he waved to the middle-aged man who was probably an adjutant standing beside him. After some instructions, the latter walked out through the hall very neatly.
At the same time, the witch was equally resolute. After saying something in some native language to the two witches standing behind her, the two witches, one old and one young, immediately left the hall.
Not long after, at the front of the defense line, a large number of warrior-like teams wearing mail and battle helmets, waving special battle sticks, entered the battlefield. These warriors are not only agile and powerful, but the equipment on them is also obviously refined through alchemy or solidified magic spells. These guys can also mix magic spells in the battle, and their defense and destructive power are both excellent. Quite amazing.
But what is more worth mentioning is that when the two witches, one old and one young, also walked to the front line under the cover of these armored wizards, large orange-red flames began to dance on the battlefield. These flames have almost no temperature and will not hurt people, but soon countless ash snakes will emerge from them.
In the blink of an eye, fireballs of astonishing power suddenly exploded among the living corpses outside the defense line. This was the sound caused by the self-destruction of the fire-ash snake when it encountered the enemy.
The battlefield suddenly became more and more lively.