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Seeing Forty-Seven run away like a smoke, Morrill began to ponder the aftermath.

The sky was already faintly white, and the broken clouds flowed, trying to regroup after the devastating explosion. The storm of thunderclouds that accompanied the lightning had dissipated, but Morriel looked up at the sky and didn't really think that Yatu would be finished with such a powerful blow.

Without warning, a fire ignited not far from Moriel's side.

The crimson pillar of fire twisted and rose, burning more and more vigorously on the battlefield covered with gunsmoke.

Morriel took a few steps back and bowed slightly.

A burly human form gradually condensed from the flames. He stepped out of the flames, becoming clearer and clearer, and at the same time the pillar of fire that soared into the sky became more brilliant with his actions, and finally exploded like fireworks—and His Excellency Yatu, one of the seven Supreme Archmages, appeared in front of Moriel with some comical appearance.

Far away in the comfy bed of the Welkertown Hotel, Yatu had woken up from a dream that had not been around for long, his eyes wide open, and his head clear, as if he had just been snoring like thunder and grinding his teeth like a drum.

The perceptible magic emblem installed on Hoffman's body has actually dissipated, and this can only happen if the Half-Golem is completely destroyed. Yatu wasn't convinced, but then he confirmed it and had to accept it. There will be no mistake, the magic insignia on the half-golem was set by his own hands. Although Yatu is best known for his mastery and use of various elemental energies and his original and domineering offensive magic, he has actually presided over and participated in the development of a large number of constructed weapons, one of which is Hoffman.

There was a sudden light in the curtain that covered the bed—like a lightning bolt in it. The moment the light dimmed, the middle of the large, somewhat outrageous bed was burned from the silk quilt to the bed board, and a large hole appeared in the ceiling overhead, and the lightning pillar incarnated by Yatu flew directly from the roof of the hotel, heading straight for the battlefield, as if a meteor suddenly appeared in the town of Wilk.

And then he was beaten down.

Yatu's domineering appearance mood was made by his dress like a clown on the stage. The pajamas were torn by the bombardment of Forty-Seven, and the pointed nightcap was half burned as if it had been blown up by a cannonball, revealing a tuft of burnt hair. The old man was unscathed by Forty-Seven's full blow, if not counting the old-fashioned pajamas—although Morriel knew very well that Yatu could not be defeated so lightly, he was still a little surprised.

"Hmph, laugh if you want!" Attu glared at Magic with a solemn expression, in fact, she really didn't have such thoughts, if it weren't for Yatu's words.

Morriel bowed his head, as if to show respect for Yatu.

"I led the support detachment and Hoffman to the battlefield as quickly as possible, but the enemy is too strong, if you hadn't arrived in time...... "Basically Morriel didn't lie much.

"Hmm. I don't need to say this. What about O'Sullivan's imp?" could see that Yatu was very angry—but now he was not as irritable and impatient as he usually was.

Morrill looked around, and it was clear that no one in the scout team could stand up and answer the question.

"The search party should be searching in two directions, and there is only about half the number of the search team here, and Count O'Sullivan may be in the other team. "Morriel is still not lying.

Yatu also looked around the battlefield. He stared at the devastation caused by the forty-seven heavy cannons, and did not say a word for a long time.

"I'll go first, you will take care of the aftermath!

Finally, Yatu looked away and said viciously.

As if awakened by a gust of morning breeze, one of the two suns finally leaps to the horizon, reflecting the morning light unreservedly on the scorched earth stained with blood and corpses.

Back in Vilco, Yatu locked himself in his room for the whole day, and it wasn't until dusk that he summoned Morriel, O'Sullivan, and Dagulas to his room.

The desk in front of Yatu was cluttered with maps, books, rulers, magnifying glasses, a plate of unfinished lunch, and other messy things, and it seemed that Yatu had been very busy all day, although it was impossible to see what he was busy with.

"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency Yatu!" O'Sullivan took the first step forward, today he applied to meet Yatu three times, but they were all refused: "I should be fully responsible for the incident of this search team, and I will bear any punishment without complaint!"

"Now is not the time to hold accountable, it's better to catch the murderer quickly, I've had enough of this boring place......" Although it was almost dusk, Dagulas still looked sleepy-eyed, and Yatu's stare made the girl who was spoiled by the council rarely shut her mouth, but she still looked like a child with impatience.

Morriel stood silently and snickered inwardly, for the first time in a few days she had seen Dagulas less tired.

"I must admit that I myself have underestimated the enemy, and of course you as subordinates have made mistakes, but the main responsibility lies with me!" Yatu spoke, his beard shaking slightly with the words, like a large feather duster.

O'Sullivan looked up, although he didn't expect to give himself any substantial punishment for the heavy losses of the reconnaissance team, but Yatu's responsibility was so lightly shouldered did surprise him - in this respect, Yatu was much better than the aristocratic officials in Watan who chattered but did nothing.

"Morrill did a great job! Informed me of the possible crisis facing the search team, and if I had been able to go there myself, the mission might have been successfully completed. Although Yatu's attitude always gives people the impression of being very violent, when facing a real crisis, this archmage named "Thunder over Argus" shows a rare calmness and calmness: "O'Sullivan, you don't have to blame yourself too much - let it be when you are real. I do wonder why you're so negligent, though......"

O'Sullivan's heartbeat sped up a little, could it be that this old guy has already discovered something, shouldn't it......

"But as Dagulas said, the most important thing now is to catch and destroy our enemy once and for all!" added Yatu as he got up from his chair and walked to the window to look out. In the direction of the window, it was the large construction mage tower that had been built by the river next to the town since they entered the town of Virk, which was ready to be used as a command post, and it seemed that the progress of the day was very fast today, and on the eve of the approaching night, the mage tower that had basically taken shape was full of swaying magic beams, and from a distance, it looked like a parade light car preparing to participate in a carnival.

"Let's go, let's get into the conning tower tomorrow morning!" Yatu waved his hand with his back to them.

Coming out of Yatu's room, the three of them stood in the hallway, and they didn't leave for a while.

"We'll be up to that mage tower tomorrow, and I'm sure you'll be amazed!" Dagulas said as he walked to his room, "See you tomorrow, two!"

Descending to the second floor, the two of them each walked to their rooms. When he first arrived at the door of O'Sullivan's room, as if he was talking to himself, O'Sullivan said a sentence in a barely audible voice.

"Our old friend is still so vigorous. ”

Morriel turned around suddenly, but what he saw was O'Sullivan's closed door.

"I don't care if you use magic or on your shoulder, transport these construction materials to the top of the tower immediately!" a low-level white-robed mage gave orders to Hunter with a lively spirit, and then went to his boss to accept orders.

If it weren't for the need for manpower for the mage tower to be completed before dawn, Hunter would have been punished even more severely for leaving the team to visit Sayyas, who was still unconscious.

Sayers didn't die, and it is said that he was the only one in his group who survived, and I don't know how he did it.

Although he didn't die, he was really badly injured. However, the most serious injury was not caused by the demonic elves, but by Hoffman's blow, which caused Sayers to break four ribs, and he is still unconscious - in any case, this does not prevent him from standing so much higher in the eyes of others, because even several powerful mages from the former hunter army did not return alive, and everyone began to think that this tall mage who looked like a bear must have something extraordinary.

It seems that Hunter is the only one who knows, and this guy is just lucky.

Hunter put the wine he had bought from Big Bobo next to Sayers' pillow, and the doctor said that he was fine, and that the first thing he would look for when he woke up must be this thing.

"Hey, be careful, you'll kill people if you fall!" reminded Hunter of a mage tasked with inlaying a magical array of crystal balls on the outer wall of the Construct Tower.

Hunter beckoned, and continued to climb the ladder of the outer wall with the pile of construction materials that had not yet been finalized.

This construction tower is actually not the one they originally wanted to build, from early in the morning, batches of construction materials were urgently transmitted to the construction site, the new mages in Watan City non-stop modification and construction, the speed is amazing, the original structure was transformed and reorganized, and even demolished and abandoned, all the personnel of Vilk Town were transferred to the construction of the new tower.

To be honest, as a member of the logistics force before, he knew about most of the construction weapons, including the materials of the construction tower, but this time it was obviously different from the past, not to mention guessing the use, many materials Hunter had never seen, and the appearance of the gradually forming construction tower was also very strange, it was about the same height as the ordinary construction tower, but it was nearly twice as thick, the ladder hanging on the polygonal outer wall and the many spikes and holes on the tower wall made this construction tower look like a battle fortress, far less smooth and beautiful than the construction tower used as a stronghold before, and the dark cyan color also gave people a feeling of oppressionIn addition to the large silver saucer-shaped discs that can change angles on the upper part of the tower and the huge needle-shaped decoration that towers on the top of the tower like a javelin, what is even more strange is that the base part of the tower is not only more generous, but also has no signs of extending into the ground at all - even if it is a tower, it should still have a certain depth of foundation, I really don't know if this tall building placed directly on the ground will be blown down by a gust of wind.

The construction of the mage tower was finally completed before dawn, and Hunter thought that the outer part of the barrier still had to be rushed, and after receiving the order to stop the work and withdraw from the mage tower, Hunter breathed a long sigh of relief, not only because he could finally finish this heavy physical labor, but because he was completely tired of the embarrassment and ridicule of the other mages when he carried the construction materials.

As soon as the mages who had finished their work entered the town of Wilk, they dispersed, some rushed back to the camp to sleep, some went to the big bobo to drink, and some disappeared into the streets and alleys, not knowing what to do, and the town of Wilk, which seemed to be about to come alive for a moment, immediately fell into the quietest night before dawn.

Hunter hurried to the side of the low-level mage's barracks, perhaps Sayes had woken up.

"Hunter!"

Hunter looked back suddenly, the darkness of the night made him a little blurred, and only a vague outline appeared in front of the hotel a little farther away.

"Commander Morriel?" Hunter recognized the voice, and if he remembered correctly, it was the first time the Commander had called his name directly.

It was Moriel who had come by by by for almost the whole night, but there was not a trace of tiredness in her face now.

"What are you doing here so late?" Morriel asked, a little absent-mindedly, as if she was still thinking about something else.

"Don't you know, we've been rushing to build the Mage Tower. Hunter was very sleepy, and now give him a pillow and he will fall asleep in the street, but because Moriel is around, he still fights his spirits: "Sayes is not in danger of life, I heard that you brought him back, I really don't know how to thank you!"

That bear mage?

I don't know how much he saw and understood the situation at that time, but it shouldn't be a big deal......

"Commander Moriel......" Suddenly Hunter's nose felt a little sour, seeing that Sayes and so many of his companions had been struggling to death, the young apprentice mage seemed to be a little unable to hold on: "The war, when will it end?"

Morriel looked up at Hunter, tears in the other party's eyes, and suddenly Morriel remembered those days in the Red Robe Mage Guild a long time ago.

“......”

Looking at the silent Morriel, Hunter suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he sniffed heavily: "I'm sorry! I'm back at camp, Commander Morriel!"

"Soon!" Hunter, who turned to leave, turned back again, only to find that Morriel had also turned away.

"It's the first time I've seen a real thing, wow, it's spectacular!" Dagulas sighed as she stood next to the parapet at the top of the tower, kicking a white-robed mage who was too close to her off the tower.

"Why?" O'Sullivan, who was standing on the side, was visibly taken aback.

"Huh?" Dagulas looked at O'Sullivan suspiciously, "What why?"

"Why did you kick him down?" O'Sullivan looked at Moriel, who was indifferent not far away, and then leaned out of the guardrail and looked down, the white-robed mage was lying on a staircase on the outer wall below without saying a word, and it seemed that he had fallen hard.

"Don't mess around on my tower, Dagulas!" Yatu appeared in an arched door next to the pins at the top of the tower, which was the entrance to the interior of the tower.

"People have leg cramps!" Dagulas pushed his glasses, looking very innocent: "Who made him stand so close!"

It seems that the latter is the only reason