Heimarian Odyssey

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Cavaliers Journey!In the northwestern corner of the wizarding world, the central locations of Misia, Dexa, and Ingrid, known as the three western islands, are regarded as the mainland by the three ordinary people, and the casters and powerful knights are regarded as islands. In the center, on the sea level, a thousand-meter-high tower with a whole white body stands.

The white sacred tower goes straight into the sky. Below the sacred tower is a giant forest similar to an ecological garden. There are many terrifying lives in the order of Warcraft or even Super Warcraft.

These World of Warcraft that have reached level one or level two are just watchdogs for the magicians in the holy tower, or just as experimental materials for their stocking.

The bottom of the holy tower is a disc-shaped building, and there are many magicians in and out, almost all of them are high-level apprentices, and there are many formal magicians. This is the school of the holy tower. The teacher is the mentor of these high-level apprentices.

From the bottom of the holy tower, there are magicians living in each floor, and as the number of floors increases and the height increases, the strength of the magician inhabiting also rises.

On the 436th floor of the holy tower, in a circular conference hall, there are more than ten magicians in different shapes wearing robes or wearing high-caps.

Why are they in different shapes, because some people's lower body has no legs, but a ball of flame, some people's body is just a white spar, and a few of them don't look like humans at all, they don't have spider-like heads, The face is blank, like a piece of white and flawless skin on the face, giving people a feeling of weird and horrified.

Fortunately, these are just special cases. Most magicians can still recognize them from their appearance. They belong to human beings.

"Master Panama's password came from the space fortress. The centaur world still needs one million slave corps and two thousand magicians to join the battle. Who are you going to?" Like a piece of iron stuck in the throat, the hoarse voice came from a black The old man in the robe came out, and the old man was covered in black mist. No matter how close he was, you could not see what he looked like.

Everyone in the meeting room looked at each other, no one had an interface.

After a while, an old woman covered with stains on her face began to say, "The world of centaur has been attacked by the master of Panama, hasn't it been nearly captured, why do you need reinforcements."

"It seems that their plane consciousness awoke for a few seconds." The old man explained.

The meeting room fell into silence again, the plane consciousness was awakened, and at least temporarily will increase the fighting power of the plane group by one third. If you want to take down the Centaur plane, it is estimated that the time may have to be delayed. Two hundred years.

"What about the activated fairy world?" said a black crow standing on the shoulder of a magician in the conference room. The crow's spiritual expression and fluent language showed that it had great wisdom.

"The activation of the fairy world may be temporarily abandoned. We will focus on the strategic focus of Master Panama." Another half-body magician said with frustration, but half a body of ice cubes, the tone was sour. .

"Huh, that's a miniature plane that produces activated essence. I don't believe you, who maintains the body of ice and fire, don't mind." The crow glanced disdainfully at the magician.

"What do the people in the Knights Hall say?" another magician in the meeting room asked.

"The official knights during the conscription period, with Lord Gaia and Lord Zekray, went out to Centaur World," said a magician.

"I heard that they had transferred more than half of the official knights in the preparatory period a few days ago, and they all invested in the world of Centaur." This is the news that another magician heard.

"The two centaur gods are so powerful? Master Panama together with Lord Gaia and Lord Zecre did not win."

"After all, plane consciousness was awakened by the group of centaurs."

"That shouldn't be."

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The quiet meeting room slowly became noisy like a vegetable market, and the old man in black robe who held the meeting was useless even shouting "Silence" a few times. In the last breath, a black light was emitted from the old man’s seal, and the meeting room disappeared instantly. sound.

The black crow opened his eyes wide, his eyes dripping at the magicians around him with lips as big as it was, but could not say anything.

'Light of Silence', the master of this holy tower, the signature magic of Master Panama, this is just a castrated version of the silent light. Under normal circumstances, this magic should solidify and passivate all the elements around it, not as it is now. , Just to isolate the sound.

When the crowd in the meeting room stopped speaking, the old man sighed, withdrew the seal, and the black light curtain disappeared.

Not only the black crow, everyone in the meeting room gave a solemn glance at the seal, which was a token left by the Panamanian master to the black robe old man, which represented the black robe old man, the Holy Master, when he was away Most things.

"The question now is who is going to battle on the Centaur." The old man in black robe sighed. He really didn't want to be the deputy dean of this Santa college. Not tired, he was easy to offend people. He wanted to indulge in himself. In the lab, not in this boring debate.

"I'm going!" said a masked magician.

"I am coming too!"

"And I!"

More than half of the more than ten magicians here raised their hands.

A quill pen moved without a wind and appeared in front of the old man in black robe.'Shashasha', a series of names, was recorded on the sheepskin roll.

"Slave Corps will be transferred from the world of Sand Lettuce and the world of lava giants just enslaved." The old man in black robe suggested that everyone around did not object.

At the end of the meeting, when the old man in black robe took the sheepskin roll with the names of several magicians and left, the atmosphere in the conference room was light.

"Another eight third-level magicians joined the battlefield, and the Centaur world will persist for up to 100 years." The black crow flew comfortably, fell on the shoulders of other magicians, and chatted with others.

"What's the use of it, but the more valuable activated goblin world has slipped away from our hands, and I don't know when it will catch this plane beacon next time." Middle-aged magicians are very sorry to hear their tone.

"It's not necessary." The crow's eyes widened. At first, no one noticed them, and then flew nervously to the middle-aged magician's ear, whispering, "Don't forget our Western Three There is also an Odyssey master on the island."

"Oh?" The middle-aged magician showed an expression of interest. "Do you have any news?"

The black crow didn't speak, but squeezed his eyes, rubbing his wings very carefully.