Victor, who walked out of the underpass and led the remaining low-level mages, did not stop, but continued to sprint according to the plan set before. After changing the route several times, he found a relatively safe shop to settle down.
"Mr. Victor, have you noticed?"
An intermediate mage who escaped from the encircled mage family said: "On this road, we didn't meet any people from the temple... Is this situation strange?"
"There is another point, why didn't the high-end power of both sides take action? Do they have any scruples?"
Victor thought for a while and explained: "...I can guess a little bit, but this speculation is not guaranteed to be correct..."
"Due to some unknown reasons, the adults of the Magic Society missed the best time to fight back. Therefore, they should be waiting for an appropriate time... and the temple's approach is easier to explain. They have the advantage. Great gains have been made. As long as this kind of battle is maintained and continued, the purpose of this attack can be achieved. There is no need to put high-end combat power on the unpredictable battlefield..."
"As for us people... In the eyes of both high-level leaders, it is nothing more than a group of dispensable chess pieces! If my guess is not wrong, in order to avoid the temple group that has suffered a loss, it should no longer cause unnecessary losses. I have decided to give up killing us..."
"What do you mean..." the middle-level mage asked with a surprised look: "Are we safe?"
Victor nodded, "Yes! But the premise is that after a quarter of an hour, we still have no trace of the Temple Order..."
"Great! Can I tell everyone this news?"
"Better wait, don't make everyone happy..."
"Okay, Mr. Victor!"
Although the mid-level mage did not announce the content of the conversation between the two, his full face of joy revived the sluggish atmosphere in the team.
Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.
When the previous mid-level mage spoke out Victor's speculation, the whole team immediately uttered suppressed cheers.
"Go! Let's go to the Tower of Babel!"
After repeatedly confirming safety, Victor carefully returned to the Tower of Babel with the low-level mages who had escaped.
Along the way, the corpses covered with various dead bodies gave everyone a huge impact, and this also made every surviving mage's respect for Victor reach its peak.
…
After entering the Tower of Babel and accepting the necessary review, Victor was very upset. Although he knew this was to avoid the infiltration of the temple personnel, this taste of suspicion still made him feel depressed. In addition, those who have lost their lives are the main reason for his bad mood.
"Mr. Victor, I am glad to see you safe and sound!"
"I knew that Mr. Victor would be fine..."
"I heard the wizards who just came to the Tower of Babel say that they would not survive without Mr. Victor!"
"..."
In the face of everyone's concern, Victor just smiled stylistically.
At this moment, he was full of resentment in Victor. He just wanted to walk up to Grant and ask him aloud, "Why don't you fight back? Why don't you help the wizards who need to be saved?"
With this thought in mind, Victor's steps suddenly accelerated.
With a "clam," the door to the conference hall on the 90th floor of the Tower of Babel was suddenly knocked open.
Several great arcanes and high-level mages, including Grant, stopped arguing endlessly and turned their eyes to the door.
Victor pushed the guard aside, and walked in without a word with a cold face.
"Unexpectedly! Your Excellencies are still thinking about arguing here... Don't you know the status quo of Floating City? Don't you know that there are many low-level mages waiting for your rescue? Watching the soldiers of the temple raging everywhere in'Skasiti'?"
The emotional Victor burst out all the suppressed feelings in his heart at this moment, and he roared: "Is there anything worthy of you giving up all your actions and arguing here instead?"
"Victor, things are not as simple as you think?"
Rosa Einsed explained aloud: "We can't make a rash move without confirming the movement of the main power of the temple! Otherwise, the situation is likely to get worse..."
"Worse?" Victor sneered, "What else would be worse than it is now? Do you know? The blood is flowing in the current'Skasiti', and countless apprentices of wizards and low-level wizards are being Those cold-blooded temple warriors slaughtered... The enemy has already hit the door of their homes, so do you have to worry about this and that? Doesn't this big magic society even have a hole card?"
"It's not that there is no hole card... but it can't be used!"
Ask a high-level mage to say: "Mr. Victor, maybe you don’t understand the concept of war... This is not a game, you can do whatever you want... Once you use your hole cards but you can’t drive away the temple’s army, we The Magic Society will fall into absolute passiveness! We need to consider the overall situation!!"
"Consider the overall situation? Okay! Then tell me, how are you thinking about now? What countermeasures do you have?"
"Mr. Victor, please pay attention to your words! There are some things that you are not qualified to know now!!"
"Ha ha!"
Victor smiled angrily, "I'm not qualified? Then you are qualified? On behalf of the dead wizards, I asked the last sentence, why do they learn like a tortoise when they need the Magic Academy the most. Hiding in the Tower of Babel??"
"You... You are making trouble out of nowhere!!"
"I just made trouble out of nowhere! What can you do to me??"
Just as the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger, I exclaimed and thought about it.
"Everyone, the core control terminal of'Skasiti' has been fully restored! But... look at it, Greenland! Greenland... it's burning!!!"
It was not until this time that Victor noticed that the mages in the conference hall were surrounded by a huge high-level detection circle similar to a sand table. Through this circle, everyone present could see Greenland and even Real-time images of every corner on the floating city'Skasiti'.
A few steps forward, a purgatory scene appeared in Victor's field of vision.
Catalyzed by a certain force, the fire on Greenland spread madly. The flames and smoke in the sky swallowed the entire island, and the sky has turned into a crimson color.
The pupils of every mage in the conference hall were all reflected with scarlet fire, and the tragic sight made everyone silent.
"Can't continue like this!!"
Victor's roar echoed in the silent conference hall, "Don't you understand the truth about the loss of life and the loss of both people and land?"
In the silence, everyone turned their eyes to Grant Einsed, the president of the Magic Society.
"In that case..."
Grant took a deep breath, "Project Nirvana... officially launched!"
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