The battle is far more harmonious than many people think.

The Lord God, God.

There is a huge gap between the two, like an insurmountable chasm.

With a sigh, the hand of the goddess of magic, Histina, lifted slightly, and the Staff of Truth was already in her hand.

"Mana Limit." With just a fluttering word, the invokers above the heart of the incantation instantly became dumbfounded.

This scene is so memorable.

Just as when Heatina squeezed Mystra out of this position, Mystina's devotees and invokers attacked Heatina, but the poor creatures found themselves unable to connect to the web just as they tried to cast the spell. Even the magic they were so proud of repelled them.

The fear of the past came back to her heart at this moment, and this time, Heatina was no longer alone. How could the prayers above the magic corridor let go of this opportunity, the dumb fire on the opposite side was exchanged for an explosive counterattack.

Divine Wars, especially the War of the Kingdom of God. The side that shows its decline will be swallowed up by the other side.

Little by little, the power of the Heart of the Spell began to be absorbed by the Corridor of Mana.

"An unspective roll." Tampas, the god of battle, sits in a training ground in the sleep of war, flanked by the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, and his twin mounts, the white mare Veros and the black stallion Derus. Both horses had silver-white pupils, and their essence flickered, exuding a battle-hardened courage.

As mounts of Tampas, the god of battle, these two guys are no ordinary foals anymore. It's a very powerful divine creature! In terms of combat power, ten Raphaels may not be enough for them to fight.

"But I'm a little interested in the young man you told me about last time." Tampas, the god of battle, looked at the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, and there was a slight hint of mystery in his words.

"What's wrong?" Sure enough, the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, didn't expect Tampas, the god of battle, to suddenly say this, and he looked a little surprised.

"Look at how this young man charmed you, hahaha......" Tampas, the god of battle, said disrespectfully, looking at the indescribable face of the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, Tampas also coughed twice to restore his tough guy image.

"Is this young man enough to intrigue me?" Hearing Tampas's words, the Red Knight nodded slightly. Although she acted in an angry manner, as a god of Tampas, she knew that it was just a skin to confuse her enemies. If you really think that Tampas is a reckless man who only knows how to wield a tomahawk, it will definitely suffer a big loss.

"I see."

The gods watching the battle shook their heads, obviously no one was going to be optimistic about Mystra at this moment, and the Lich God Vischaron and the murder god Shirek were also quietly watching the battle, both of them wondering whether they should step into this troubled water. After all, they had offended Heatina, the goddess of magic, and both of them could already imagine the terrible limitations that the web would inflict on them.

But just when she wanted to make a move, Mystra had already fallen into decline. This caused their left hand, which was originally about to move, to be pressed down by their right hand.

The faces of the two gods were gloomy, and their bodies exuded a very gloomy aura. Previously, the two gods were able to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the goddess of magic, Sistina, to attack with Mystra.

But now there are many gods around, especially many of them are their mortal enemies. At this time, it came out of the head, and it was simply going out to give away someone's head.

"That's it." In the end, the two gods shook their heads in unison and chose to leave.

Mystra's face calmed down at this moment, and she just stared at Heatina with a pair of eyes.

"It's all a bunch of boneless guys!" Mystra's voice was loud, apparently aware that her two 'allies' had truly left her.

It was a loud voice, and it was also heard in the ears of the two gods, which made the haze on their faces even worse. scolded in his heart: "This stupid goddess deserves to be pulled down from the throne." ”

"Bang bang!"

With two sounds, the divine kingdoms of these two people each suffered a divine power collision. Feeling the nature of this divine power, the two of them fled in a hurry like wolves with their tails between their legs.

"Give up struggling, if ......" Heatina, the goddess of magic, tried to say something, but was interrupted by Mystra before she could finish speaking.

"There is a saying among human beings, killing people is endless, and the next year is looking for revenge." There was a knife-like sharpness in Mystera's calm eyes, "What do you think you are?" What do you think I am Mystra? ”

"As long as I'm alive, I'll be able to continue to threaten your location. I, Mystra, will not be subservient to others forever, winning is winning, losing is losing. I don't need your sympathy, and I don't need your pity.

What do you think of you? Savior? Man of wealth? Are you sure what Mystra should be? Beggar? Boneless guys? ”

The seven whirling stars in Mistra's hand were hurled towards Heatina, but the seven shuriken had only glided half the distance in the starry sky before disappearing, and the next moment they were already floating behind Heatina's back, making her look like she was wearing a moon in a starry vessel.

"And what are you?" Heatina, the goddess of magic, looked at Mystra with a hint of reluctance in her soft gaze.

"If I lose, I will lose openly. I admit that I lost this battle, and I am willing to accept the fate of the betrayer. I just don't want this network I've built to be ruined. Maybe Io will let you replace me, and it's not for nothing. With Mystra's abandonment, the Kingdom of God supplicants also stopped resisting, and obediently accepted the absorption and reception from the Corridor of Magic.

"I, Heatina. In the name of the Goddess of Magic, a judgment order was issued to the rebel Mystra. Retain the god of mages, reduce to mortals, and re-temper. The god of the original mages, Argos, temporarily took his place. As he spoke, despite Mystra's opposition, he sealed all the divine power, divine position, divinity, godhead, and priesthood in his body by the order of the main god. and sealed his memories and threw them into the temple of Raphael's domain.

Argos, a white-bearded old man dressed in elaborate ancient costumes, emerged from the magical corridor, and as the previous god of mages, he was able to easily abandon his position, which was enough to prove that he was a god who did have his own wisdom and enlightenment in some places.

He is a very intelligent god, so he has always been able to be the right hand of the successive gods of magic.

His breath was steady, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he held an old cane with a jeweled tip, and although it was old, he could feel the energy coming out of it.

"Yes, revered goddess." Argus bowed and nodded, standing beside Heatina, the goddess of magic.

"Everyone, I've seen this farce, and I won't keep you." The goddess of magic's gaze looked around, less soft, more calm and domineering.

The gods could sense that the goddess was not very friendly, and they all wisely chose to leave. The power of the gods of magic is so powerful that no one will touch this kind of mold on the cusp of such a storm.

"Thank you for helping me keep the Magic Corridor this time, Argos." Heatina said softly.

"I don't have much credit for this, Goddess. All of this is due to the powerful protective ability of the Magic Corridor itself. Argos looked at the corridor of magic that was slowly merging together and said in the heart of the incantation, the collision of the war of the kingdom of God was irreversible. The Corridor of Magic will be promoted from a chance to a more advanced kingdom of God. And this will make Heatina's abilities even stronger!

"Do you think I'm doing well with Mystra?" Heatina also looked at the prayers who were floating towards her kingdom and sighed softly.

"I'm not good at judging, but in terms of my personal feelings. It was a wise choice, and perhaps Mystra would have come up with something new after such a cataclysm. Argus thought for a moment, and said the sentence in a flat tone.

"Perhaps." Heatina nodded, and returned to the Kingdom of God to take over the process of merging the two kingdoms of God.

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On the other hand, Raphael seems to be wandering around his territory in boredom, doing nothing every day. But this is really just a façade, and the entire Bartholomew area is safe under the protection of Werner and the Floating Island. And as the prince of the Dickie Arcane Empire, Raphael also knew the location of the two floating continents that had not yet been activated.

However, Raphael did not make a move. It's not that Raphael thinks that one Werner is enough, the main thing is that Raphael knows that the energy supply systems of the two floating continents have not been installed, even if he wants to find them, it is only to find two turtle shells. So Raphael spent all this time researching this.

Providing Werner's base energy supply is a Dimensional Heart.

The so-called heart of the plane is the energy crystal that can only be formed by the primordial plane. Raphael asked himself if he didn't have the skills and ability to do this kind of thing. Therefore, we can only settle for the next best thing and think of other ways to solve it.

And Raphael's idea is to 'transfer the cable of magic energy'!

It's like a spider's web or a water pipe buried deep in the ground, which can provide energy to any device connected to it. If Raphael's idea succeeds, he will be able to lay out an energy channel that will lead to a stable energy supply.

This idea comes from the goblin tech civilization, and it is also a major symbol of the goblin tech civilization. Because of his stable energy supply channel, their cities have directly reached a modern way of life. And what are the signs of modernization?

That would have to be the lights! Lights bring light to people in the night, so that people can no longer work just in the morning. Although this also creates an add-on, which is overtime......

Most civilians still use oil lamps, and for civilians, this is undoubtedly an additional cost. A stable energy supply channel can spend a small amount of energy to keep the magic lamp running in the city for a long time. According to Raphael's vision, this will form a huge mana delivery cycle, which will transmit stable mana to every corner he wants.

This can turn golems that need to be charged into perpetual motion machines, and even set up a super-large formation that covers the entire territory. Suffice it to say, if this does work, it will be a very amazing improvement.

However, there are many problems that he needs to solve before this, how to make the energy run stably, the supply of energy, the current limiting and guidance of energy, and so on. Every amazing idea is always a challenge ahead.

Seriously, there are so few people around him who can help him solve these problems. And the people who can solve this problem with him are too busy. So he can only think about and solve these methods on his own.

And with his divine thoughts, he no longer has to stay quietly in one place to think and read as before, at most he is only multitasking. Now when his mind turns, he has a thousand tricks.

If you walk on the road, you can feel the neatness and freshness of the territory. The use of the Golem is still only in the Yuki Collar and the Hill Collar. The rest of the territory was not yet opened, so these places still employed cleaning staff, for whom Raphael paid a lot of money, two silver soles a day.

Today, however, the small town of Alinge is much more lively than usual, a small town outside of Bartholomew close to the border.

I saw that a small patrol regiment was escorting several well-dressed guys. The guys shouted that they had been wronged, but the residents of the roadside were pointing fingers, not blaming the patrol corps for the men's pleading.

It was clear to everyone that the patrols who had come out of the unmasked lord's domain were upright, and the whip that hung at their side was what they called the 'Whip of Justice'. They will never offend a good person, nor will they let a bad person go.

Anyone who violates the laws set by the lord will be punished with whipping. It's not the first day they've seen it. And they were all grateful to the new lord from the bottom of their hearts, because his presence had brought stability and peace to a marginal town like theirs.

In the past, they had to worry about the threat of robbers, wild beasts, and fierce beasts. But now all of this is blocked out by the mercenaries, and the price is to pay a commission that everyone can afford.

Raphael just glanced at it and walked into a neatly decorated tavern, it was early afternoon and evening, and many farmers and mercenaries were already entering it one after another to consume. These mercenaries were all dressed in the standard uniforms of the territory, and although they were very arrogant in their actions, they were chaotic and orderly, not as rude as the mercenaries they had seen before.

As more and more mercenaries wanted to join the territory, Alva, Justin, Milu, and Burton also improved the overall quality of those who wanted to join. It's no longer the one you used to be able to join casually if you want to.

"Ten glasses of ale, boss." As the baffle was pushed open, a group of men and women in different costumes and carrying weapons stepped inside. Let the mercenaries around them all look at it vigilantly.

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