Chapter 2501
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The magical city in the heart of Bracada.
In the headquarters of the Magic Guild, the mages were nervous and no longer arrogant. Representatives of famous mages gathered on the tallest cold spire in the city to jointly decide a matter of life and death.
"The Chain Teleportation Monument is the research result of the Magic Guild. How did Rhode know about it? He also implemented and perfected it and applied it to the frontal battlefield." In front of the round table where the mages gathered, the gray-haired former president Ace Cher asked.
"He is the strongest necromancer in history. He enslaved all the dead. Maybe your people told him our technology." The prophet Olak in purple robes said lightly.
Esquill glared at her and said, "Our research on the chain teleportation monument has not reached the point where it has been fully implemented on the battlefield, but Rhodes and his undead have done it. It's hard not to think about it."
"It turns out that what Rhodes did is not perfect." Near the center of the round table, Deken, the leader of the academy, took the initiative to say, "He failed to connect all the occupied cities into one piece, otherwise Cirrus City would not be easily lost. I've heard good news about Cirrus City, and I'm glad that a hero has been born in Bracada at such a difficult time."
Looking at Deken's slightly praised gaze, Mage Nova Elago respectfully said, "I can retake Cirrus Cloud City thanks to the magic scroll provided by Lord Somura and the holy water left by the angel."
"Elago, you deserve to be rewarded. I accept your appointment as the elder of the Magic Guild. When the war is over, you will get your magic town." Finally, the president Eli, who was sitting in the center, spoke, " Rhode's undead army is growing day by day. Whether it is a refugee or an ordinary person, he will become a very dangerous undead creature in his hands. We need support. Is there any news from Erathia?"
"With all due respect, those angels are willing to help us regardless of their previous suspicions. They are already magnanimous, and we can't ask for more." The former president, Esquel, looked at him blankly, "There are already demon kings passing through. The gate of hell has stepped into the surface world, and those angels may not have the energy to support us."
"Magnanimous? Are you talking about those angels?" Lightning flashed, and a dark blue figure appeared among the mages.
The appearance of "Lord Somra" also attracted respectful salutes from nearby mages. On the battlefield, Somra showed his true form, but now, he looks like an ordinary monster, only surrounded by active energy, and you can see the electric light surging faintly.
"Those angels can't be called magnanimous. You never saw the moment when they slaughtered all beings. There was a time when all creatures except the Erathians were heretics in their eyes, and they cleaned everything in the world. They will come. Help us, either because of fate or because they are afraid." Somra said in a deep voice.
"What are they afraid of?" President Eli asked slowly when the mages were silent.
"They are afraid of Rhodes." Somra's eyes slowly swept across the faces of every mage, "Even now, each of you still has selfishness in your heart, but Rhodes is different. Among his undead army, only A voice, that is his voice, when he gives an order, tens of thousands of undead creatures will scramble to die for him. When such a crazy bastard completely conquered the entire Bracada, and took all the mages, They have all become his undead army, even an angel would be afraid."
The expressions of the mages around "here" changed slightly, Somra was not exaggerating, this was exactly what happened on the battlefield.
"Damn Rhodes" Durken couldn't help cursing.
Somra shook his head: "If the curse is useful, our enemies have died thousands of times. Although you have not seen the cruel side of the angel, I believe that you have not seen the brilliant side of Bracada. The Mage Empire has lasted for hundreds of years of glory, but it was not granted by angels."
After a moment of silence, when the nearby mages whispered and discussed Somra's words, he turned his gaze to the new star Elago, and took out a sealed letter: "You are from Eli, I hope you can Hand this letter to the current Elf King."
Elago was stunned for a moment, and hesitated after taking the letter: "Lord Somra, if you hope to get reinforcements from Eli, then you will be disappointed. Since all of Eli's golden and green dragons disappeared, Ela The power here is no longer what it used to be, and it is all maintained by the guardians of the jungle, and the Elf King has no spare energy to send reinforcements when dealing with the doomsday."
Somra insisted: "This is an order."
Elago no longer hesitated, put away the letter, and waited for the meeting to end.
"Don't worry, Eli has already sent their reinforcements, the giant dragons that have left." At this moment, the prophet Olak seemed to feel something, and his figure trembled faintly, "Rod, he met A formidable adversary, an adversary who can destroy everything he has built. Not a mage, not an angel, but a dragon whose fates are intertwined and chaotic, and this is our chance."
Olak took out a crystal ball and stared at the mirror image in it: "The kings showed their fangs, they chose Brakada as the battlefield, and they fought each other to decide the final winner, they would not know , when they fight to the death, that's when we win."
The prophet's words also gave birth to a steady stream of courage in the hearts of the nearby mages. Everything Orak said was finally fulfilled, whether it was the end of the day or the enemy at hand.
Even Somra looked at Orak differently: "Orak Prophet, can you see any other revelation?"
Olak sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, Lord Somra, the sporadic revelation is already the limit of what I can do, but if I can wear the crown of the oracle again, I will definitely see more , even if it is the fate of a hero, I can look directly at it.”
"The Crown of Oracle?" Hearing the words, Somra also gave up the idea, "The Crown of Oracle is the core component of the most powerful artifact, its importance is not under the order of heaven, and it contains endless wisdom. , it seems that there is no such opportunity."
"In any case, it is a happy event for us to see those two powerful enemies fighting each other." Durken concluded at this time, "I will take advantage of Rhode's emptiness and start to recover Brakada. The college land in the south, I only hope that the teleportation monument will be chained and not cause us any trouble."
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The magical city in the heart of Bracada.
In the headquarters of the Magic Guild, the mages were nervous and no longer arrogant. Representatives of famous mages gathered on the tallest cold spire in the city to jointly decide a matter of life and death.
"The Chain Teleportation Monument is the research result of the Magic Guild. How did Rhode know about it? He also implemented and perfected it and applied it to the frontal battlefield." In front of the round table where the mages gathered, the gray-haired former president Ace Cher asked.
"He is the strongest necromancer in history. He enslaved all the dead. Maybe your people told him our technology." The prophet Olak in purple robes said lightly.
Esquill glared at her and said, "Our research on the chain teleportation monument has not reached the point where it has been fully implemented on the battlefield, but Rhodes and his undead have done it. It's hard not to think about it."
"It turns out that what Rhodes did is not perfect." Near the center of the round table, Deken, the leader of the academy, took the initiative to say, "He failed to connect all the occupied cities into one piece, otherwise Cirrus City would not be easily lost. I've heard good news about Cirrus City, and I'm glad that a hero has been born in Bracada at such a difficult time."
Looking at Deken's slightly praised gaze, Mage Nova Elago respectfully said, "I can retake Cirrus Cloud City thanks to the magic scroll provided by Lord Somura and the holy water left by the angel."
"Elago, you deserve to be rewarded. I accept your appointment as the elder of the Magic Guild. When the war is over, you will get your magic town." Finally, the president Eli, who was sitting in the center, spoke, " Rhode's undead army is growing day by day. Whether it is a refugee or an ordinary person, he will become a very dangerous undead creature in his hands. We need support. Is there any news from Erathia?"
"With all due respect, those angels are willing to help us regardless of their previous suspicions. They are already magnanimous, and we can't ask for more." The former president, Esquel, looked at him blankly, "There are already demon kings passing through. The gate of hell has stepped into the surface world, and those angels may not have the energy to support us."
"Magnanimous? Are you talking about those angels?" Lightning flashed, and a dark blue figure appeared among the mages.
The appearance of "Lord Somra" also attracted respectful salutes from nearby mages. On the battlefield, Somra showed his true form, but now, he looks like an ordinary monster, only surrounded by active energy, and you can see the electric light surging faintly.
"Those angels can't be called magnanimous. You never saw the moment when they slaughtered all beings. There was a time when all creatures except the Erathians were heretics in their eyes, and they cleaned everything in the world. They will come. Help us, either because of fate or because they are afraid." Somra said in a deep voice.
"What are they afraid of?" President Eli asked slowly when the mages were silent.
"They are afraid of Rhodes." Somra's eyes slowly swept across the faces of every mage, "Even now, each of you still has selfishness in your heart, but Rhodes is different. Among his undead army, only A voice, that is his voice, when he gives an order, tens of thousands of undead creatures will scramble to die for him. When such a crazy bastard completely conquered the entire Bracada, and took all the mages, They have all become his undead army, even an angel would be afraid."
The expressions of the mages around "here" changed slightly, Somra was not exaggerating, this was exactly what happened on the battlefield.
"Damn Rhodes" Durken couldn't help cursing.
Somra shook his head: "If the curse is useful, our enemies have died thousands of times. Although you have not seen the cruel side of the angel, I believe that you have not seen the brilliant side of Bracada. The Mage Empire has lasted for hundreds of years of glory, but it was not granted by angels."
After a moment of silence, when the nearby mages whispered and discussed Somra's words, he turned his gaze to the new star Elago, and took out a sealed letter: "You are from Eli, I hope you can Hand this letter to the current Elf King."
Elago was stunned for a moment, and hesitated after taking the letter: "Lord Somra, if you hope to get reinforcements from Eli, then you will be disappointed. Since all of Eli's golden and green dragons disappeared, Ela The power here is no longer what it used to be, and it is all maintained by the guardians of the jungle, and the Elf King has no spare energy to send reinforcements when dealing with the doomsday."
Somra insisted: "This is an order."
Elago no longer hesitated, put away the letter, and waited for the meeting to end.
"Don't worry, Eli has already sent their reinforcements, the giant dragons that have left." At this moment, the prophet Olak seemed to feel something, and his figure trembled faintly, "Rod, he met A formidable adversary, an adversary who can destroy everything he has built. Not a mage, not an angel, but a dragon whose fates are intertwined and chaotic, and this is our chance."
Olak took out a crystal ball and stared at the mirror image in it: "The kings showed their fangs, they chose Brakada as the battlefield, and they fought each other to decide the final winner, they would not know , when they fight to the death, that's when we win."
The prophet's words also gave birth to a steady stream of courage in the hearts of the nearby mages. Everything Orak said was finally fulfilled, whether it was the end of the day or the enemy at hand.
Even Somra looked at Orak differently: "Orak Prophet, can you see any other revelation?"
Olak sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, Lord Somra, the sporadic revelation is already the limit of what I can do, but if I can wear the crown of the oracle again, I will definitely see more , even if it is the fate of a hero, I can look directly at it.”
"The Crown of Oracle?" Hearing the words, Somra also gave up the idea, "The Crown of Oracle is the core component of the most powerful artifact, its importance is not under the order of heaven, and it contains endless wisdom. , it seems that there is no such opportunity."
"In any case, it is a happy event for us to see those two powerful enemies fighting each other." Durken concluded at this time, "I will take advantage of Rhode's emptiness and start to recover Brakada. The college land in the south, I only hope that the teleportation monument will be chained and not cause us any trouble."
The magical city in the heart of Bracada. In the headquarters of the Magic Guild, the mages were nervous and no longer arrogant. Representatives of famous mages gathered on the tallest cold spire in the city to jointly decide a matter of life and death. "The Chain Teleportation Monument is the research result of the Magic Guild. How did Rhode know about it? He also implemented and perfected it and applied it to the frontal battlefield." In front of the round table where the mages gathered, the gray-haired former president Ace Cher asked. "He is the strongest necromancer in history. He enslaved all the dead. Maybe your people told him our technology." The prophet Olak in purple robes said lightly. Esquill glared at her and said, "Our research on the chain teleportation monument has not reached the point where it has been fully implemented on the battlefield, but Rhodes and his undead have done it. It's hard not to think about it." "It turns out that what Rhodes did is not perfect." Near the center of the round table, Deken, the leader of the academy, took the initiative to say, "He failed to connect all the occupied cities into one piece, otherwise Cirrus City would not be easily lost. I've heard good news about Cirrus City, and I'm glad that a hero has been born in Bracada at such a difficult time." Looking at Deken's slightly praised gaze, Mage Nova Elago respectfully said, "I can retake Cirrus Cloud City thanks to the magic scroll provided by Lord Somura and the holy water left by the angel." "Elago, you deserve to be rewarded. I accept your appointment as the elder of the Magic Guild. When the war is over, you will get your magic town." Finally, the president Eli, who was sitting in the center, spoke, " Rhode's undead army is growing day by day. Whether it is a refugee or an ordinary person, he will become a very dangerous undead creature in his hands. We need support. Is there any news from Erathia?" "With all due respect, those angels are willing to help us regardless of their previous suspicions. They are already magnanimous, and we can't ask for more." The former president, Esquel, looked at him blankly, "There are already demon kings passing through. The gate of hell has stepped into the surface world, and those angels may not have the energy to support us." "Magnanimous? Are you talking about those angels?" Lightning flashed, and a dark blue figure appeared among the mages. The appearance of "Lord Somra" also attracted respectful salutes from nearby mages. On the battlefield, Somra showed his true form, but now, he looks like an ordinary monster, only surrounded by active energy, and you can see the electric light surging faintly. "Those angels can't be called magnanimous. You never saw the moment when they slaughtered all beings. There was a time when all creatures except the Erathians were heretics in their eyes, and they cleaned everything in the world. They will come. Help us, either because of fate or because they are afraid." Somra said in a deep voice. "What are they afraid of?" President Eli asked slowly when the mages were silent. "They are afraid of Rhodes." Somra's eyes slowly swept across the faces of every mage, "Even now, each of you still has selfishness in your heart, but Rhodes is different. Among his undead army, only A voice, that is his voice, when he gives an order, tens of thousands of undead creatures will scramble to die for him. When such a crazy bastard completely conquered the entire Bracada, and took all the mages, They have all become his undead army, even an angel would be afraid." The expressions of the mages around "here" changed slightly, Somra was not exaggerating, this was exactly what happened on the battlefield. "Damn Rhodes" Durken couldn't help cursing. Somra shook his head: "If the curse is useful, our enemies have died thousands of times. Although you have not seen the cruel side of the angel, I believe that you have not seen the brilliant side of Bracada. The Mage Empire has lasted for hundreds of years of glory, but it was not granted by angels." After a moment of silence, when the nearby mages whispered and discussed Somra's words, he turned his gaze to the new star Elago, and took out a sealed letter: "You are from Eli, I hope you can Hand this letter to the current Elf King." Elago was stunned for a moment, and hesitated after taking the letter: "Lord Somra, if you hope to get reinforcements from Eli, then you will be disappointed. Since all of Eli's golden and green dragons disappeared, Ela The power here is no longer what it used to be, and it is all maintained by the guardians of the jungle, and the Elf King has no spare energy to send reinforcements when dealing with the doomsday." Somra insisted: "This is an order." Elago no longer hesitated, put away the letter, and waited for the meeting to end. "Don't worry, Eli has already sent their reinforcements, the giant dragons that have left." At this moment, the prophet Olak seemed to feel something, and his figure trembled faintly, "Rod, he met A formidable adversary, an adversary who can destroy everything he has built. Not a mage, not an angel, but a dragon whose fates are intertwined and chaotic, and this is our chance." Olak took out a crystal ball and stared at the mirror image in it: "The kings showed their fangs, they chose Brakada as the battlefield, and they fought each other to decide the final winner, they would not know , when they fight to the death, that's when we win." The prophet's words also gave birth to a steady stream of courage in the hearts of the nearby mages. Everything Orak said was finally fulfilled, whether it was the end of the day or the enemy at hand. Even Somra looked at Orak differently: "Orak Prophet, can you see any other revelation?" Olak sighed slightly: "I'm sorry, Lord Somra, the sporadic revelation is already the limit of what I can do, but if I can wear the crown of the oracle again, I will definitely see more , even if it is the fate of a hero, I can look directly at it. "The Crown of Oracle?" Hearing the words, Somra also gave up the idea, "The Crown of Oracle is the core component of the most powerful artifact, its importance is not under the order of heaven, and it contains endless wisdom. , it seems that there is no such opportunity." "In any case, it is a happy event for us to see those two powerful enemies fighting each other." Durken concluded at this time, "I will take advantage of Rhode's emptiness and start to recover Brakada. The college land in the south, I only hope that the teleportation monument will be chained and not cause us any trouble."
