"It's really a purgatory-like sight, in the face of the powerful forces of the Floating City, these guys don't have any power to fight back at all, maybe you don't need to launch a third round of attacks." Borken stood in the central control room of the floating city, looked at the image transmitted back from the mirror, and said with emotion.

Henry glanced at the tribal coalition forces that were scattering and fleeing, and pursed his lips disdainfully: "A rabble, no wonder they can only hide in the wilderness for so many years, without discipline, civilization, and faith, they only destroy and plunder, they are not worthy of being my enemies at all." ”

Indeed, in the eyes of most rulers, orcs, goblins, gnolls, kobolds, and the like were no threat at all, and they did not like to settle or be interested in cultivating the fields, and even if they occupied a rich land, they would at best loot it, and then return to the harsh wilderness to continue their safaris.

Using one of the ultimate creations of magic to deal with them, the Floating City, is completely a knife to kill chickens, and after two rounds of attacks, it has the effect of destroying and decaying, and the morale instantly falls to the bottom, and even the warehouse that is close at hand does not care about looting, and turns around like a headless fly and runs in the direction of the Supreme Wasteland, only a few smart guys know that the more dangerous the place, the safer, and directly transforms themselves. Changed into the armor of the defenders. Quietly infiltrated the city.

Just after these guys just went into hiding. Large translucent bubbles were lowered from the floating city, and as soon as these seemingly harmless little things came into contact with the target, they immediately released a narcotic gas, and in just a few minutes, they were released into seventy percent of the enemy, and the scene was almost like cutting wheat, which looked extremely spectacular.

Borken looked at the sleeping monsters lying on the ground, and asked Henry curiously, "Do you really intend to take them all into slavery?" I'm afraid it's hard to control such a large number, and one can't do it well. It's going to be devastating right away. ”

"Don't worry, my friend, these guys won't live long at all, I'll use them to open mountains and build roads and forts, I'm sure you should know very well how high the death rate is in this kind of work." After speaking, a cold light flashed in Henry's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly to reveal a very cruel smile.

He had always hated psoriasis at the edge of civilization, and did not regard it as intelligent creatures at all, intending to treat them as one-time consumables, squeezed to death until they were completely extinct on his own territory.

As an extreme egoist. Henry not only did not feel any psychological burden when formulating and carrying out the extermination of the race. Instead, I enjoyed the whole process very much. No wonder he had the closest contact with the church of Heim, the god of the guard, and perhaps in his subconscious, these ruthless soldiers who could obey orders without taking a specific position were the ones he most liked.

"It's a shame that you can think of using captives for infrastructure construction. But it's good that at least you can free up more labor for other jobs. You must know that for a magical civilization, education is always the top priority, and if there are not enough mages and apprentices, it will not be able to support a huge system. Borken touched his chin and spoke his heart.

In his eyes, at present, the entire West Hartland Kingdom has built a complete framework, and the academy area of Bluvent City is the foundation of a qiē, and the progressive screening system can fully ensure that a steady stream of qualified talents will be selected for the floating city, as long as you stay in this sky city with unlimited energy for a period of time, whether it is the level of spell casting, or the knowledge in your mind, you will be greatly improved, and eventually become a member of the Pang ** division.

It can be said that the only thing that this mechanism lacks now is time, maybe ten years, maybe thirty years, as long as the kingdom can continue to maintain stability and prosperity, the great magical civilization of the Nethril era will surely reappear on the main plane, and no one will doubt this.

After listening to these heartfelt words, Henry smiled and nodded: "That's right, education is the most important cornerstone of a civilization, I have a plan to improve the quality of the population, but it's too early to say this, let's solve the immediate threat first." I'm willing to bet that in ten minutes at most, Revaran will be able to convince his father to return Netherworld to the main plane. ”

"Then I'll go and urge everyone to enter the first level of battle preparation first, those young people in the province will get carried away after defeating the barbarian tribe." After speaking, Borken bowed slightly, directly activated the teleportation technique in the magic lock, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Sitting on a throne made of crystal, Henry turned the Magic Mirror's gaze to the city of Wywood, which had survived the catastrophe. While observing the damage to the fortress city, he silently waited for the arrival of the enemy......

In fact, the damage caused by the Horde coalition was limited to a few houses at the entrance to the city walls, and more of it was the result of the arson of the Dark Elf commandos, and at this moment more than half of the wooden buildings in the entire city had been burned, except for those with bricks, stones, and dirt themes, and the casualties were not severe.

Groups of homeless civilians began to slowly restore order under the protection of the militia, Fugner, who had escaped death, fought hard, commanded the remnants of the soldiers to extinguish the fire, and the merchants hiding in the cellars also crawled out and looked up at the majestic city of Olympus.

Although they had just experienced a thrilling catastrophe, the appearance of the Floating City seemed to give them a dose of reassurance, especially those who had just witnessed the terrifying lethality, and their faces were filled with deep awe.

Almost every Faeron had heard of the huge city that floated in the sky during the Nethril era, but after seeing it with their own eyes, they still felt the shock from the bottom of their hearts.

It's as if every earthling has heard of the power of nuclear weapons, but only those experts who have seen it up close understand how terrifying this thing really is.

Robert, who was searching for remnants of enemies, glanced at the towering main tower of Olympus. He muttered to himself, "The decisive battle is finally about to begin." I'm going to have to slaughter these pesky little mice. Otherwise, you'll be late. ”

After saying that, he flashed directly into a private house, followed by a scream from inside, and after a few seconds, he dragged the corpse of a dark elf out of it.

Obviously, this unlucky guy killed all the inhabitants of the house, and wanted to hide here for a while, and then find a chance to escape when it was safe. Unfortunately, though, the faint smell of blood caught the attention of the thief leader. In the end, he did not escape death.

Robert was not alone in this clean-up operation, Debra, Amy, Sarah Brightman, Allen, and the Terminator all searched carefully in the city, and immediately attacked as soon as they found clues, and it didn't take long to find more than double digits of lurkers.

Facts have once again proved that some so-called intelligent people, regardless of race, may not be able to see anything in ordinary times, and once they encounter danger, they can run faster than rabbits.

As the fire in Wywood City was completely extinguished, the sky began to turn white, and the thrilling night was finally over. Although on the surface it seems that quite a few prisoners have been captured. But One-Eyed Ront and the Dark Elf priestess who led the assault team have not heard from them yet.

Anyone who isn't stupid knows how dangerous it is to be a legendary warrior with a high-ranking priest. Together, they can wreak havoc anywhere in the city in a matter of minutes.

However, for this devastated city, it is difficult to complete the search in a short period of time with just a few people, after all, this kind of thing simply does not allow ordinary soldiers to conduct a large-scale investigation, because it is tantamount to sending sheep into the mouth of a tiger, and One-Eyed Lonte definitely has the strength to easily kill a small group of soldiers, and even let them even issue an alarm.

While the ground was busy with the aftermath, the first rays of sunlight finally tore through the clouds, and the red fireball began to rise slowly, bringing light and warmth to the earth again.

Suddenly!

A black dot suddenly appeared in the center of the sun, followed by getting bigger and bigger, and finally directly covered the rising sun completely, and the huge shadow blocked the sky and the ground, as if it had returned from day to night at once.

Seeing this scene, Henry not only did not panic, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and an excited expression appeared on his face: "It's here!" It's finally here! The last floating city left over from the Nexera era. Teramant, let me put you to the test of how good you are as a Grand Arcanist. ”

After saying that, he stood up from the crystal throne violently, and gave his demon (pet) a look without hesitation, Louis immediately understood, and disappeared in place with a snap. Apparently, she was sending a message to the half-lich Conguss.

In just a few seconds, the passage extending from the shadow plane expanded to the limit, and I saw a Yin Soul City with countless towers flying out little by little. Perhaps due to the shadow plane, or perhaps due to the general preference of the inhabitants for black, most of the city's buildings have an obsidian-like hue.

Henry could almost feel the magic web distorting nearby, and the entire Netherworld was like a giant magnet, pumping magical energy all the time in order to maintain its own power.

"It turns out that this is the feeling of the core of the genuine power - the core of Mithera, no wonder there have been many crashes of the floating city in the era of Nessreel, once the magic is too powerful to drain the surrounding energy, then the floating city will be like an airplane that has lost its engine, falling from a high altitude in an instant."

Henry saw through the weakness of the core of Mithera at a glance, and a faint smile flashed across his face. In his eyes, this so-called infinite energy is not as safe as nuclear power, at least the latter can ensure a steady stream of energy, while the former can only live under the magic net, if one day the magic net gets out of control or is destroyed, then the Yin Ghost City will instantly lose the ability to fly, and fall from a height of thousands of meters and fall to pieces.

With the appearance of two floating cities on the main plane at the same time, a battle of the century is about to begin, especially since both sides themselves have powerful energy cores, and spellcasters within a radius of tens of kilometers can feel the slight tremor of the magic net.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out...... (To be continued......)