The World of Deities

Just outside the hot spring pass, whether on the ground, in the sea or on the mountain wall, all the trees have turned into fully armed treants.

These treants were covered in armor, shields in their left hands, and sledgehammers in their right hands, with an angry expression on their faces, like crazy warriors.

Aldus's scimitar dances impermeably, within ten meters of his body, the light of the sword flickers, and his powerful legendary combat skills can destroy any close treants, whether it is a rattan, a poisonous cone, a wooden hammer or a giant crossbow arrow.

However, the consumption of legendary combat skills is too great.

Before the battle, he couldn't use to stimulate the blood of the demigod, so he lost a killer.

Aldus's magical power is limited, but Su Ye's magical power seems endless.

What makes Aldus desperate the most is that the magic he destroyed will regenerate and form a second attack, while the wood magic destroyed the second time will continue to transform into a steel tree man under the action of the voice of life.

Sanctuary warriors are not afraid of Iron Treant, but the problem is that Iron Treant is endless, and with other attacking forces, it becomes the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

The number and endless birth of the Iron Tree Man over the mountains and plains are the power that presses on the heart of Abdus.

Even the fighters on both sides of Hippo began to sympathize with Abduz.

Who would have thought that Su Ye was just a golden magician, but he already had his own magic genre power.

Every magician with a complete magic genre is a nightmare for warriors.

In the end, Aldus was overwhelmed by the endless iron tree men.

The wooden hammer covered with steel fell on the supernaturally exhausted Abdus.

"I surrender!" Abduz held his head and shouted angrily.

As soon as Su Ye raised his hand, all the magic and steel trees stopped their attacks.

The Iron Tree people still kept angry faces, staring at Abdus.

Abdus threw the ring of space to Su Ye, turned and left in embarrassment, panting as he walked.

When the Persians saw this scene, they felt sympathy and sadness. How could the dignified sanctuary fighters be beaten like this?

This is panting, just like a broken sail that leaks.

It was sweating profusely, as if he had just been caught out of the water.

The generals and magicians looked at Su Ye helplessly.

"It's careless again..." Persian general Hasting muttered to himself as he looked at the treant like the vast ocean ahead.

The Persian generals stared at the front blankly, not to mention anything else, with these thousands of steel tree men, they could kill a hundred thousand army.

What is Su Ye hiding?

The hearts of Persian magicians are extremely complicated.

On the one hand, they were in pain, the invincible Persian army was blocked by a golden magician.

On the one hand, they are very pleased that having such a magician is a good thing for the magic world, which means that Su Ye has opened up a new path.

However, the time has come, Su Ye still pretends to be half-dead, is it interesting?

Do you really think you still can't see it?

Su Ye supported the guard of the ancient tree next to him and asked in a weak voice: "This is really the last time. If someone challenges me again, I will really lose."

All the Persians cursed wildly in their hearts.

However, no one dared to say half a word.

"Then I'm really gone. Cough cough cough..." Su Ye shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

The Persian was expressionless.

"I will drop it to the normal price in the next game. How about two million collateral?" Su Ye's weak voice spread across the battlefield.

The Persians said nothing.

"What about one million?" Su Ye asked.

The Persians are going crazy.

"Three million fake men, they lowered their eyebrows when they saw me."

Su Ye said, shook his head, turned and walked back slowly, as if giving the Persians time to consider.

The Persians finally got out of anger and yelled.

This time, the Greeks did not scold them, but mostly looked at the Persians with sympathy.

They are too miserable, so they won't reply back.

They were not mad at Su Ye, they were already strong enough to admire the world.

The high-ranking fighters and high-ranking wizards of Persia did not scold them.

"General, I didn't expect you to miss it too." Aldus reluctantly walked to Hasting's side.

"Oh, I was almost angry and rushed to kill him like Mahal! It seems that my self-cultivation is not enough." Hastings laughed at himself, still holding the hilt of the knife firmly in his right hand.

"Do you think we still have a chance?" a sanctuary fighter asked.

"From the first game, I felt there was a chance, but now, I think I have no chance."

Many generals and magicians nodded helplessly.

"You said, how much magic power does Su Ye have?"

"It's bottomless."

"However, the important thing now is not the winning streak before the battle, but, how do we attack this hot spring pass next?"

All Persian generals and magicians bowed their heads, eyelids and closed their mouths.

Collective autism.

A rain of flame cuts off all possible attacks, let alone other magic.

At that time, Su Ye would do nothing, open up all the magic fields, and stop at the gate of the city. With the servants and the magic lamp, no matter how much gold Persia had, it was useless.

Above the city wall, the golden warrior jumped down and helped Su Ye back into the fortress.

Deafening cheers rang from the hot spring gate.

All generals and magicians headed by Mitayad greeted him personally.

Mitayade gave Su Ye angrily and said, "You have already won, you don't have to pretend to be half-dead."

"No, I can't give up halfway." Su Ye looked weak.

"Go, go... come here, send great hero Su Ye back to his room to rest!" Mitaiyade said.

Most people stared at Su Ye nervously, thinking that Su Ye was really tired like this.

However, the people at Plato Academy are still calm.

I didn't believe that Su Ye was so miserable even if he was killed.

"Euclidean, don't help me!" Su Ye's tone was dying, but his voice was quite loud.

Euclid gave Su Ye a blank look, and said: "Go back and count the spoils! The 150,000 should be paid back!"

"Oh, this kind of teacher who is not sympathetic to students, life is unfortunate! When you fainted in Puluoguan, you were almost killed by that old legend, or I blocked you with my body!"

"Don't blow it up. I have watched the magical video dozens of times."

"Oh? Then we'll see you tomorrow." Su Ye quickened his pace and left.

Back in the room, closing the door, the pale whiteness on Su Ye's face immediately disappeared, returning to his usual rosy.

Then, Su Ye shook his neck and moved various joints.

Those people had no sympathy at all, and of course they were tired after fifteen battles with the sanctuary fighters.

Fortunately, it's only with the warrior. If it's with the magician, then you can't tell.

Every sanctuary magician has some tricks and unique skills, which may overturn if he is not careful.

Su Ye didn't even count the trophies, called his servants on alert, and lay lazily on the bed to rest.

At the beginning, the brain was still spinning at a high speed, recalling the battle just now, guessing the possibility of the next battle, and deducing the naval battle after the deduction. In the end, I was really tired, and slowly fell asleep.

Until the next day, the energetic Su Ye went out, and did not forget to use magical power to change the skin color on the surface of the body before going out.

Along the way, the defenders of Wenquan Pass looked at Su Ye with admiration. Seeing Su Ye's pale skin, they were full of sympathy, and they wished to take the place of Su Ye.

In the next few days, Wenquanguan ushered in a rare peace.

However, all kinds of information are coming, and many people can't sit still.

The most disturbing news for the Greeks is that Gilgamesh has not left the Palace of Heroes for several days, and the Persian dragons have no head.

However, no Greek general proposed to counterattack Persia.

Because everyone knows that Gilgamesh did not show up at this time, which means that his virtuous king and tyrant are fighting for control of the body.

If the virtuous king will dominate next, Gilgamesh will inevitably choose a plan that is acceptable to both parties and will most likely withdraw his troops.

But if the tyrant dominates, Gilgamesh's choice will become unpredictable.

No matter what Gilgamesh did, it was not surprising.

The worse news is that the Persian navy has been fully prepared and is about to fight with Demis in the Hunting Strait.

The battle of Hunting God Strait is the battle of Hot Spring Pass on the sea.

The Persians have far more warships than Greece.

There are a total of five magic warships in Greece, but Persia has fifteen.

The soldiers in Wenquan Pass and the rear coalition headquarters were a little flustered.

Until this time, the Greek generals realized the importance of Su Ye.

If it weren’t for Su Ye’s consecutive victories and the great feat of creating a golden battle in the fifteen sanctuary outside the hot springs, which would greatly boost the morale of the Greeks, the shadow of the defeat in the Tempe Valley would surely be over the whole of Greece.

But now, many city-states across Greece have seen the magical images of Su Yelian fighting fifteen sanctuary warriors.

Among the goals of donation, the temple is the first, and the second is the magic academy of various regions. The donations received by the management agencies of the city-states rarely lag behind the magic academies of various regions.

Especially those big businessmen and civilians have donated money to Plato Academy.

In just a few days, Plato Academy received cash worth more than 2 million Golden Eagles, and it is growing rapidly.

In the Magic Council, some magicians have roughly calculated that in the next year, the total donation received by all magic schools in Greece may exceed 10 million golden eagles.

This money has a huge boost to the development of magicians.

Su Ye occasionally browsed the world reception room, browsed the latest world news, and saw a lot of good news about the magical world and himself.

In addition to receiving generous donations, the magic schools also received a large number of admission applications and inquiries.

The number of these inquiries and applications is hundreds of times that of the same period last year!

Many aristocratic children even shouted every day to abandon the warrior route and take the magician route.

The magicians in the reception room were happy to blossom and praised Su Ye.

No one thought that after the masters had been in business for so many years, the magicians had been tepid, and Su Ye had fought the whole world for several consecutive battles.

Not only did Greece increase in the number of magicians, but also in other countries.

So much so that the Persian magician was embarrassed to talk ill of Su Ye in the world reception room, and honestly called Su Ye a teacher.

The income of magic schools in various regions has increased, and there are a large number of students, so all regions have begun to announce expansions.

Plato College is the most proud and has determined that the number of enrollment in the new year will directly double.