Chapter 1867

Sorry, it's even later... 】

from the inside of the vortex, the greatest artifact so far, is absolutely unforgettable. Different from the pure white energy vortex outside, when the sun on the top of the head passes through the top of the vortex, the interior of the vortex is like a rainbow.

The magic was flashing. Xu Yichen reached out and rowed through the whirlpool of high-speed energy. His fingers melted like hydrochloric acid. When he took back his hand, he slowly grew again.

Here, most of Xu Yichen's magic equipment has lost its function. Before he came here, his storage space was left in the expeditionary camp, which was full of various logistics supplies. The loess area did not miss any opportunity to send supplies to the ancient Roman Empire.

At this time, Xu Yichen only had the armor of the Apocalypse war horse and the great sword of war disaster, which could be used normally or described as very active.

"What the hell is this place?" "I feel like I'm home here. You're not going to stay here, are you? I'm afraid it's going to be subspace. "

Xu Yichen pacifies the soul of hokes. The fake bloodthirsty man doesn't want to go back to subspace: "keep quiet, or I can only purify you completely. You should know that I don't care whether this weapon can be used normally."

After all, he knew that Xu Yichen already had a psionic weapon, and the boy could do such a thing.

"You're the craziest human I've ever seen." With one last murmur from hoax, he lurks.

The silent nun looks at the whirlpool quietly. She has learned about the whirlpool plan from ephrair. She knows what she sees is the last legacy left by the witch kings.

"Thousands of years ago, the witches turned the new world into a desert, turning the vitality of that land into their own magic." Ephrail reaches out and leaves behind one rainbow after another in the vortex of energy, where her psychic power is quite active: "now, they give it all back to the world."

The maelstrom is beginning to exert its real power. It is not influencing the world, but changing it.

On a global scale, almost every day, every moment, every second, the caster can feel that they are becoming weaker and the surrounding magic environment is becoming thinner.

Spellcasters know that magic changes from time to time, but that change often takes generations to feel on a time scale. It's not as dramatic as it is now that happens in just a few days.

It's smart people who can go far on the caster's road, and now these smart people have begun to explore what's going on in the world.

"New news from the new world confirmed that it was the energy vortex of the ancient Roman Empire that was plundering magic." The old world casters' alliance has been perfected by the plague of flowers that swept across the old world, and now they're talking about the decline of Magic: "I think mage Edward is trying to protect that energy vortex. He may be lying."

"Master Edward deceived us? Why did he do it? " A senior mage asked, "the decline of magic is a problem for all of us. Is the news from the new world reliable? Have not the disciples of the sorcerer king always looked down on us

"Master Edward may have his own considerations, but the news from the new world is true." Another legendary spellcaster in the association affirms: "the news comes from the magic God that the casters of the new world believe in. This is the oracle."

"You're kidding. When did the magic God exist? Can the sorcerers allow such gods to appear on their territory Another legendary spellcaster joked, "the sorcerers will probably capture the magical God and study it carefully. If we really want to solve the problem, we can send an investigation team to the ancient Roman Empire to investigate."

The casters are very rational, and it is difficult to have a firm belief. However, the magic God, who is incarnated as a traitor, has a different way. Although he is a God, he does business with his followers on the principle of equal exchange.

The information he is interested in can be exchanged for knowledge, the completion of his tasks can be exchanged for knowledge, and the dissemination of his beliefs can also be exchanged for knowledge.

So the magic has spread to some of the old land gods, just as they have spread to the new world.

Like the legendary caster who held this meeting.

"the ancient Rome empire is now the iron man and the Siris people has the final say. They accept no part of Europa people, but no other forces will appear on that land." The legendary caster said maliciously, "if there is no secret, they don't need to be so careful, and master Edward may have been with the alien people."

"We should attack that tower directly, don't you understand? The celestines are disintegrating the whole magical environment! " Another caster also stood up and waved his flag and yelled. Obviously, the God of magic offered an irresistible reward for this mission.No one knows how many members of the Old World Association of casters had secretly believed in the God of magic, but the proposal to attack the towers of the Roman Empire was approved by a high number of votes.

When master Edward learned of the news, it was irretrievable that the first armed casters had reached the borders of the Roman Empire through teleportation. What stopped them was the space jammer built by the iron people.

Without authorization, the caster could not directly enter the ancient Roman Empire by transferring magic. The existence of this hidden rule was unknown to the sarion and iron people who had been fighting for more than 200 years.

The ancient Roman Empire never regarded human beings as enemies. Maybe the feelings of human beings in the Legion's bones also affected the later intelligent units.

Outside the tower, the army of infected people had officially contacted the expeditionary army, and the outer line of defense lasted only 45 minutes.

The soldiers fought tenaciously, but there were so many infected people that they filled the first line of defense with corpses against the fire of the expeditionary army.

Then, until the expeditionary troops retreated to the third line of defense, the sound of guns could be heard from those completely enclosed bunkers on the first line of defense, and the soldiers inside would fight until they died in despair.

Or worse, they will be infected and face their comrades in arms again as enemies.

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