Mechanical God Emperor

The Union of Southern Cities is an alliance of ten great principalities and nearly a hundred small nations. Many small countries even have only one city.

The Antalya Academy of Magicians is located at the very centre of the Union of Southern Cities and dominates all States members of the Union of Southern Cities.

The headquarters of the Antalya Academy of Magicians, St. Golin, is also the only mega-city in the Union of Southern Cities with a population of more than five million.

In a hotel in St. Golin.

Alan's eyebrows kept wrinkling and counting: "Too bad Antalya Academy of Magicians didn't meet me! Have they made up their minds to solve the great Lord of Steel? ”

In more than a dozen days since Alan arrived in St. Golin, no one at the Antalya Academy of Magicians had come to contact him. As if to forget him altogether. It disturbs him a little.

Once the Antalya Academy of Magicians is determined to kill Yang Feng's fictional master of steel, Alan's situation becomes very dangerous. It's just that no matter how agile Allen is, he's been in St. Colin for too little time, too little intelligence, and nothing at all.

“Mr. Allen, Lord Colin of the Antalya Academy of Magicians. ”

After a short knock outside the door, the waiter sounded very polite.

Alan's eyes lit and he got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, a formal first-degree magician, aged about 356, stood next to a waitress in a white magician's robe with a silver wire tattooed on the cuff of the robe.

The young magician smiled. “Are you Alan? I'm Colon from the Antalya Academy of Magicians. ”

“Lord Colin! I'm Alan!” Alan pressed his right hand against his chest and bent down slightly for a gift toward Colin.

In the Durando subcontinent, besides the official magicians, the rest of the magician apprentices are obliged to salute the official magicians when they see them. This is a necessary courtesy. If they don't, some narrow-minded magicians will even take the initiative to kill those who don't know manners directly.

"Come with me, please! Lord Blythe wants to see you! ”

Alan's eyes flashed with shock and loss of voice: "Lord Blythe! Is that Lord Blythe, the Hand of the Scarlet? ”

The Hand of the Gorilla Bratz is a powerful third-degree magician in the Durando subcontinent. Once alone destroyed a small country of mortals and killed the horror of two third-level magicians. He is also the first and most promising person in the Antalya Academy of Magicians to advance below the rank of the Great Magician.

Alan had met only a first-degree magician before, and now he can see a third-level magician, and his heart is naturally shocked and excited. Tertiary magicians are not little figures like him who say they can see.

“That's right, Lord Bratz, the Hand of the Scarlet!" said Colin with a smile. ”

Alan went back to being polite: "Then ask Lord Colin to lead the way! ”

Led by Cologne, they went directly to a large chamber in St. Golin.

As soon as Alan stepped into that chamber, he saw a second-degree magician sitting on either side of that chamber, who was spreading terror. Above the head of that chamber sits a middle-aged man in silver hair wearing a scarlet magician's robe with three silver threads tattooed on it.

As soon as Alan saw the silver-haired middle-aged man's eyes, his body shook, as if he had seen two brilliant suns with sharp pain in his eyes, his whole soul vibrated for it, trying to crumble.

“Terrible! Is this the strength of a Level 3 magician? This is horrible!!” Alan's headache is fractured with horror and fear. He knew perfectly well that Bratz the Hand of the Gorilla didn't even have to do anything to kill a tertiary magician apprentice like him with one eye. This is the power of some of the best magicians in the Durando subcontinent.

A second-degree magician sitting next to the chamber waved his hand and a rainbow glow covered Allen.

Alan felt much better and relieved.

Bratz looked over at Alan and said, “Alan, what do you want from Yang Ye? ”

“Are you Lord Blythe, the Hand of the Scarlet? ”

“Yes!”

Allen said, “Lord Yang, the great master of steel, sent me here in the hope of replacing the Principality of Fendro and the Principality of Senalus, founding a new principality based on the territory of both countries, inheriting the rights and duties of the two principalities and serving the great Academy of Antalya Magicians. Lord Yang Ye, the great master of steel, can show you strength if you nod your head. We can destroy all the resistance forces in Fendro within a month. ”

“Destroy all Fendero's resistance in a month, big breath! ”

“No, maybe he can really do it! Kenny and Abani are dead! James was also seriously injured and was said to have broken half his body. ”

“However, Yang Ye has a great appetite for wanting to swallow the Principality of Fendro and the Principality of Senalus! A Duchy of Fendero, he couldn't have gotten it, and wanted the Duchy of Senalus, what a greedy guy. ”

“ …… ”

When Alan was heard, the second-degree magicians in that chamber began to whisper.

There were fluctuations in spells in that chamber, and Alan couldn't even hear the words of the second-degree magicians.

Blythe Cold Lane: “No way! The Principality of Fendro, the Principality of Senarus, cannot be entrusted to you. ”

Alan smiled, “If the adults at the Antalya Academy of Magicians are unwilling to hand over the two principalities to us, Lord Yang told me that we have no choice but to turn to the claws of the wild. I'm sure the wild claws will support us in taking down the two principalities. ”

“Wild claws! Damn, if he goes wild claws, he's in trouble! ”

“This guy's gonna throw himself into the wild claw. What an asshole! ”

“ …… ”

The second-degree magicians in the chamber stared at Allen and were filled with anger.

The claw of the wild is the dead enemy of the Antalya Academy of Magicians, and countless magicians have fallen into the hands of both sides, not knowing how many years they have been killed. Both sides are indelible enemies, and now hear that Yang Ye, the master of steel, is going to throw himself into the claws of the wild, suddenly filling them with anger and killing machines.

Bratz's voice just got so cold, he took a little bit of a cold killing machine: “Are you threatening me? ”

Alan whispered, "No! I'm just talking about a possibility. ”