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Wizarding World, July 5, 1174 in the Witch God calendar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is already the 7th day of the siege of the invaders' mysterious lair.

Every day, this small camp at the bottom of the hill welcomes a large number of human armies. They are all from various nearby large, medium and small cities. A few days ago, most of the troops who were drawn were the elite of the war, but after they rushed into the valley of death, they never turned back.

So in the days that followed, the quality of the team that hurried here became worse and worse. Many times, you can even see recruits in the ranks with nervous and ignorant faces. It may be the first time they have stepped foot on the battlefield, the first time they have held the barrel of a gun.

As they walked by, Vic swore that he could even hear their teeth chattering.

Vic, a chef from Maple Leaf City, came to this outpost camp purely to cook for the wizards.

As a humble cook who can't read big words, he is good for nothing except for his excellent barbecue skills. So he was only responsible for preparing food for the wizards, and nothing else. He didn't even know who the wizards were fighting here.

As for the "intruder" that is repeatedly muttered in the mouth of the soldier, what is that? Could it be a newly mutated beast in the mountains and forests?

In his free time, Vic likes to stand near the entrance to the camp and watch the soldiers come and go.

But he's a little weird!

Every day, new warriors from nearby cities poured into the camp, but the camp was never full. The warriors who arrived earlier would be driven by the wizard to climb over the hills and through the dense jungle to fight the alien called the "invader". But every time they left the camp, they never turned back.

It's not that Vic doesn't understand the truth, but he'd rather be stupid and don't know anything.

Looking at these young men who had traveled through nearly a hundred miles of jungle in a row to get here, Vic had a stupid smile on his face, but his heart couldn't help but twitch.

Looking at their young and young faces, looking at their tired and anxious expressions about their future, Vic always felt an impulse in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout at them, "Don't go over that hill".

However, the cold gaze of the guard, who was patrolling near the entrance of the camp, made Vic understand that even if he shouted, it would be impossible to change the fate of these young men.

Perhaps, after hastily filling their bellies in the camp, they will be driven through the jungle, over the hills, and never to be seen in the camp again.

And what could he, Vic, a humble cook, do about it?

As Vic's new tide fluctuated, the wizard guards who had stayed in the camp to maintain order rushed out and began to drive the "idlers" back to their tents, clearing a large clearing in the center of the camp.

Vic, who hid back in his tent and peeked through the crack in the tent door, felt that the sky and earth had darkened, and a huge shadow had enveloped the entire camp.

Then a violent hurricane blew up, blowing up smoke and dust up to more than ten meters high in the camp.

At this time, a huge spaceship with a flat bottom was slowly descending from the sky and slowly landing in the central clearing of the camp.

Spaceship! Flying Boat! A big ship flying in the sky!

Vic, who had seen it for the first time, didn't know how to describe what was in front of him. It was a spectacle he had never seen in his life. Not only has he never seen it, but I'm afraid he can't even have such absurd and bizarre dreams in his sleep!

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As the "Cloud Piercing" was steadily parked on the ground, a wooden gangway on the high flight deck was slowly lowered. Looking at the light but tough appearance, it should be a special material specially blended by wizards.

And the people who walked down from the alchemy spaceship were all powerful wizards wearing silver wizard robes, and there were nearly a hundred of them. The three wizards in the lead are all quite old, and their bodies are filled with extremely strong elemental fluctuations.

Silver Alliance!

This time, it was the Silver Alliance, one of the three strongest forces in the wizarding world, who came to reinforce it.

Three legendary wizards, 7 saint-level wizards, and nearly a hundred powerful wizards above the high level, such a lineup can already be regarded as the Silver Alliance.

They were greeted by many wizards from the Wizarding Guild.

As a large organization that nominally serves all wizards, the Wizards Guild is also a super-large force with tentacles extending to all parts of the wizarding continent, and its strength is far stronger than the Silver Alliance, which rules the territory of the continent. It's a pity that due to the vast territory under its control, for a while, it was far more difficult for the Wizarding Association to gather enough strength than the Silver Alliance.

After all, the wizarding world is not so mature and stable in terms of space technology and means, and can only use the wizard tower to teleport people over a short distance. And long-range and ultra-long-range witch circle teleportation is not possible at the moment.

Therefore, they had just sent all the top-level wizards within the association to the front line against the demonic plague, and now the rear invaders were suddenly attacked, and it was really difficult for them to transfer the main force of wizards back for a while. In this case, asking for help from the Silver Alliance and the Northland Witches is the only option.

After all, once the invaders take root in the wizarding world, none of the three major wizarding forces will want to live a comfortable life like before. Robbing people, goods, and territory, and enslaving wizards to serve themselves are probably all predictable things.

As shamans who were once high above, the pride in their hearts did not allow them to bow down to these coarse and ugly undead. "Destroy the invaders and drive out the demons", this soon became the consensus of the three major wizarding organizations.

This may be the first time in nearly a thousand years that the three major forces have agreed on one thing!

Looking at Elkwin, the legendary wizard of the leader of the Silver Alliance, who personally led the team, Sean, the vice president of the Wizards Association, hurriedly stepped forward and greeted the other party with a wizarding salute.

Elkwin, whose hair, eyebrows, and beard were all white, was not so polite, and with a long staff taller than the others, he walked quickly to Sean and asked in a low voice, "How serious is the situation?" ”

Sean's body trembled slightly, his face was bitter, and his voice was hoarse as he replied.

"How bad you think the situation is, then the situation is that bad! Ever since we sent in wizards to besiege their lairs, the spatial fluctuations in the fog have not stopped. From the beginning to the present, our attacks have never stopped, and the loss of strength is very serious, but there are no shortage of them. I'm afraid ......"

"You mean, they've found a stable spatial rift in the valley?" Elkwin's face was full of incredulity: "This ...... How is this possible? We've never found a spatial weakness in this area before, let alone a spatial rift that can be used continuously. They ......"

A helpless expression appeared on Sean's dry and wrinkled old face.

"Believe it or not, the facts are in front of you. They dared to come across the plane, and they must have made complete preparations. I suspect that there are not only spatial rifts in the mist, but it is also very likely that they have been transformed and sunk into reusable portals or teleportation passages, otherwise they would not have been able to emerge so many ...... in such a short period of time."

The two powerful men had a rare opportunity to speak openly and honestly, and they were exchanging information in each other's hands. But at this time, the distant battlefield suddenly returned to the tsunami-like exclamations and roars, but it was too far away, and there were mountains and hills to block it, so it was impossible to hear the truth.

The two legendary wizards raised their heads at the same time, turned to stare at the towering ancient tree on the high hill, and an incredible expression appeared on their faces. After all, they also have legendary-level spiritual power, and with a little exploration of the vast spiritual fluctuations, they can figure out what is happening on the other side of the "mountain".

It's a pity that the scene they "saw" was too terrifying, so they also stood on the spot in extreme shock, and forgot to warn in time for a while.

The rest of the wizards, camp guards, and human warriors who had just arrived here all looked up at the high hill for no apparent reason, subconsciously waiting for some kind of terrible scene to appear.

Above the sky, only the wizards who were fighting with the giant bat corpse witch began to fly back in panic one by one. Underneath them, several sentry guards placed on the top of the hill turned around and ran wildly, waving their arms frantically as they ran towards the camp.

Of course, they seemed to be shouting something, but they were too far apart to hear it.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable stench in the air.

Just when everyone was stunned, the hills in the distance were crowded with people, and their figures were shaking. A white wave swept over the high hill and rushed down in such a way that in a few breaths it overwhelmed the sentry guards who had not had time to escape.

Because of the tall and luxuriant canopy of trees, it was difficult for everyone to see the cause for a while, and they only thought that it was really a white flood rushing straight in. Only those wizards, one by one, were deaf and clear, and they could discern it almost instantly. Where is what the flood! It was obviously a mutated ghoul that gathered together, crawling with a pale body, galloping like a jungle beast.

Because the other party is next to each other, they are arranged extremely closely, and they are running very fast, so they give people a posture swept by a white torrent from a distance.

Undead! Dense undead! Dense and murderous undead!

The wizards, who had understood everything in an instant, shouted in panic and panicked, desperately directing the guards and warriors in the camp to quickly form a defensive battle formation.

It's a pity that there is too little time left for them.

This flood of lickers is a specially selected assault force from Death Valley, and the purpose of this outlaw raid is to destroy the wizards' already slightly larger outpost. Therefore, from the time everyone saw the lickers rushing over the hill to the time when the lickers poured into the outpost camp, the whole process stopped.

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