When the temple invaded "Skasiti", Victor was alone at the "Astronomical Observation Center" on the sixtieth floor of the Tower of Babel, collating observation data for a period of time. As the "astronomical observation center" has a very good closure, he has no knowledge of the fierce battles taking place outside.
This situation continued until the Sixth Ring Mage Queller Charles broke in.
"Mr. Victor, you really are here..."
Looking at Queller, who looked anxious, Victor joked and said, "Queller, what's the matter with you? Is it because Lord Felton was looking for'tea' again?"
"War is on! Mr. Victor, now the Magic Society has entered a state of war!!"
Quelle Charles said loudly: "This is not a joke! Just now... The priests of the Eternal Temple have broken through the outer defenses of the floating city, and now the entire Skysity has been caught in the flames of war!!"
"how is this possible?"
Victor put down the quill in his hand and stood up, "The five legendary wizards and the deterrence of the Tower of Babel, how can the people of the temple invade the floating city?"
"I don't know the specific situation. I only know that the mage family has made the mistakes and caused the collapse of the "mistake". Let alone this... Lord Grant has issued a war mobilization order, ordering all the wizards above the middle level to immediately Go to the semi-plane warehouse to collect the combat equipment and prepare to fight!"
Having said this, Queller breathed a sigh of relief.
"Because of your special status, Mr. Victor, Lord Felton personally ordered me to escort you to the'sanctuary', and you must ensure your safety..."
Then, at Queller's urging, Victor followed him quickly and left the room.
"Mr. Victor, please go here... Now the backup teleportation circle in the Tower of Babel has been activated, which can save a lot of time!"
When the two of them stood on the teleportation circle and activated it to start teleportation, the voice of Babel Towering Prometheus suddenly rang: "Warning! The teleportation sequence is disturbed by the spell'Higher Dimensional Anchor' , Please stop sending!"
"not good!"
Queller only had time to let out an exclamation, and the magic light flashed after the teleportation circle was in operation.
After the teleportation was over, Quiller scanned the front warily, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Victor, we are so lucky! We were so lucky to be able to reach the'Sanctuary' smoothly even when the teleportation sequence was disturbed... Huh? Mr. Victor? Mr. Victor! !"
When Queller found out that Victor hadn't responded, he realized that he was the only one who had been successfully teleported... only by himself.
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"Damn it! How could my luck be so bad..."
After the teleportation was completed, Victor immediately felt that his body was falling downwards, and there was a whistling wind in his ears.
"Feather Falling Technique."
Victor, who had experienced such a fall in his dream, immediately cast a spell on himself.
After the operation, Victor's body slowly descended like a feather. Only then did he have the time to observe the surroundings.
The disturbed teleportation array randomly teleported Victor into the mid-air to the right of the Tower of Babel, about four or five stories above the ground.
Being in mid-air, the field of vision is very good.
The "Skasiti" in Victor's eyes has fallen into a large-scale war. He can clearly see that in this huge floating city, the light of various spells and divine arts is shining everywhere. , Accompanied by a huge roar!
The body fell slowly, and in the short time before Victor landed, he only remembered a few areas where the fighting was fierce.
"Try to avoid those places... it's too dangerous for me!"
Victor thought in his heart, and proceeded carefully in the direction of the Tower of Babel, because from the current point of view, the Tower of Babel should be the safest place in the entire floating city.
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Sissel Manor in the northern part of Floating City.
When Astor Sissel, the patriarch of the Sissel family and the master of the Nine Rings, hurried back from the Tower of Babel, the family residence was extremely quiet.
"Strange? Why isn't this place attacked by the temple?"
The puzzled Astor didn't think much, and walked straight into the manor, but there was no one in his sight.
"has a problem!!"
As a high-level mage, Astor immediately became alert. He quietly activated the magic mark, but still couldn't contact any family members.
Just as Astor flew back, a layer of pale golden magical barrier suddenly appeared, covering the entire Sissel Manor.
Seeing this scene, Astor's heart sank, and a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.
Astor knows that such a huge magic barrier can't be maintained by anyone, because it requires at least three cardinals! According to this speculation, I am afraid that the members of the Sissel mage's family are more and less fortunate...
"My respected father!"
A familiar voice came to Astor's ears. He heard the reputation and saw Werner Sissel, who was being held in custody, surrounded by a group of people in black who exuded blood. Walked over in the corridor on the right.
"My respected father... Do you remember what I said?"
Werner Sissel’s face was crazy, "I said... You will regret it! Everyone will regret it! Now, have you seen it all?"
"Since I have lost the right of inheritance, there is no need for this family to exist..."
"My father, do you regret it?"
"Hahaha… "
Seeing Werner laughing wildly, Astor's face grew old in an instant, he didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh.
"Why are you not talking? Why are you not talking? Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Seeing his father's sullen expression, Werner's heart surged with pleasure after revenge.
"Your brother?"
Astor opened his mouth and spit out an unfinished sentence.
"My brother?"
Werner's expression became crazy again, and he roared nervously: "Haha? My father, at this moment you are still thinking about that bastard?"
"Also... I will let you father and son meet again!"
With that, Werner waved, and the man in black behind him threw a backpack towards Astor.
Staring fiercely at this blood-oozing backpack, Astor muttered to himself: "In my whole life, I have calculated and calculated for my rights... but I didn't count that my son would actually be fratricidal!! Failure..."
"Everyone..."
Astor's gaze crossed Werner Sissel, "You don't suggest that I clean the door?"
"Your Excellency Astor, as you wish!"
An old voice faintly replied: "However, I hope this time will not pass too long..."