Immortal In The Magic World

by Stayrr

Eli was transmigrated to a world of magic and became immortal. He had endless life and could never die. “Huh? I’m talentless? Then, I’ll just train for as long as I need, even if it takes 1000 years. That should be enough for me to become strong.” “The skill is hard to learn? Then, I’ll take a few dozens of years to research it. There’s no way it’s that hard, right?” “What? I can s

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"Even though it was my bloodline that broke through first, my combat strength is still at second-circle."

In the tower, Eli clenched his fist as if he could feel the power within it. As long as he closed his eyes, he could sense a black-red bloodline core in the depths of his bloodline. That was the condensation of the shadow dragon's bloodline, and it was also the powerful driving force of ordinary two-circle warlocks.

However… Eli looked towards the blood-colored crystal. At this moment, there was a mysterious rune within the crystal. It looked very illusory. He could sense the power within.

It felt just like David's ability rune.

However, Eli knew that it was not an ability rune but something else that should not have appeared on his body.

!!

A warlock's exclusive bloodline talent!

"This is unreasonable…" Eli pursed his lips.

There were only two differences between a mage and a Warlock. One was their lifespan, and the other was their innate talents and spells.

Lifespan didn't really affect their combat power, but innate talents and spells differentiated the two. Due to the integration of bloodlines, Warlocks would obtain an innate talent at every stage of their bloodline.

Innate spells were much more powerful than ordinary spells because of their high quality. It was also an important reason for mages to become warlocks.

Eli was working hard on the path of the mage but now, he had an innate warlock spell. How was this possible?

Eli sensed deeply and knew that this rune, or rather, this bloodline talent, should be called shadow control. With this, the manipulation and control of shadows were completely different from before. The new shadows were also different from ordinary shadows, as they could carry other powers.

"No, don't tell me…" Eli pondered.

In the past, mages would break through to become mages before they considered becoming warlocks. However, because of the devouring spell, the path of the warlock had taken the lead for Eli.

Or perhaps, mages could also use warlock spells as long as their bloodline was strong enough.

This discovery was too shocking.

If it was in the past, it would definitely be a discovery that would shock the world, but now, this secret could only be known by Eli himself.

Eli shook his head. With a wave of his hand, a large shadow appeared before him.

However, the shadow now was completely different from before. Not only did it have more textures, but it was also tougher. Even the power contained in it was different from before. In comparison, it was as if the shadow in the past was a youthful version.

"I can only say that it was a freak combination of factors," Eli exclaimed.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

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The door opened, and Tijie walked in. She looked at him in fear because he was emitting a powerful aura. If she was not wrong, it should be the aura of a second-circle warlock.

"Sir Roland has broken through to the second warlock. This is really good news.

"My Lord, you've broken through?" Tijie asked carefully.

"Yes." Eli nodded. He had just broken through, so he was still unable to control his bloodline.

"that's great. The Lord has advanced, so the camp is safe." Tijie said excitedly. She then asked, "Then, what are your plans for the camp?"

"From now on, we'll just do as usual and slowly develop." yes," Eli replied.

The order of the camp and him could not be mixed up. It was the camp that supported him, not him supporting the camp. The camp was still too small at the moment. It was best to expand it further.

The cultivation of a second-circle bloodline Warlock was very simple, which was to form a bloodline core. This required a lot of time and blood, so Eli still needed the camp to continue collecting blood for him.

"Yes." Tijie nodded her head.

"Yes, I'll be leaving in a few days. You guys have to continue collecting the blood. Oh, and this." As he spoke, a shadow condensed in his palm. Then, the shadow turned into a small pitch-black ball, and he threw it to Tijie.

"What is this?"

Tijie didn't understand, but she could feel the power in it.

"This is something I've created with my power. It's called a Shadow Bomb. It can explode with the power of a two-circle warlock. I'll leave one for you." Eli said calmly.

"Thank you, my Lord." Tijie was touched. She swore that even if there were no soul contract, she would never betray Roland.

Of course, Eli didn't know that a small shadow Bomb could cause such a huge change in Tijie's mentality. He waved his hand and dispersed her.

For the next week, Eli spent his time in the camp, constantly familiarizing himself with the various means of the power of the bloodline, and the power of the shadow force.

In just a short week, his strength was on a completely different level from before.

Also, with the power of the shadow Dragon bloodline, even an ordinary second-circle warlock like Jesse might not be a match for him. Thinking of this, even Eli was shocked.

The current White Tower had a total of five second-circle rings, including Marcus at the peak of the second circle, Kratos at the late stage of the second circle, Jesse at the early stage, Theron at the middle stage of the second circle, and the newly promoted second circle warlock, and No. 1 Council Member, Clyne.

This breakthrough really changed Eli a lot. His strength had instantly reached the top of the White Tower, and he would be able to do a lot more things in the future.

"However, I can only fight against a Warlock in the early stage of the second circle. I might be able to tie in the middle stage, but I might not be able to win against them in the late stage. If there are a few of them, I'll be dead. So, I still have to develop in the White Tower quietly." Eli thought.

This world was too dangerous, so he had to be more careful.

…

Thus, another week passed. Eli returned to the White Tower and continued with his work as usual, as if nothing had happened.

And in the White Tower, no one caused trouble for Eli because he was too low-key and hardly participated in any disputes. However, his potions were only very strong, and many people had to rely on him to concoct potions.

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Most importantly, he was only responsible for part of Kratos' work. He was just an executor with Kratos behind him, so no one dared to touch him or wanted to touch him because it was meaningless.

A top-notch pharmacist was something that every major force lacked.

…

In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed.

Eli had a subordinate named Rosse, who was in the early stage of the first circle. It was said that he was hauled from the prison of the shadow lizard, but the shadow lizard had passed away a long time ago, and no one cared about his background.

And the White Tower's forces were also developing steadily, just like the strategy they had set in the beginning. historical

…

Ten years later.

With the constant efforts of the Mage camp, Eli's bloodline broke through again, reaching the middle stage of the second circle.

His elemental essence conversion and mental points had also reached 69% and 75 points respectively, getting closer and closer to the second circle. His connections in the White Tower were also increasing, which made him safer.

There were also four more first-circle Mages in the camp, and the number of apprentices in the camp had exceeded 300. Including servants, there were more than 1000 of them, which was considered a big force on the West Coast. There was also Tijie, who had broken through to the late stage of the first circle.

Everything was developing steadily.

However, five years later, something happened that surprised Eli.

Rawls had made great contributions during an out-of-town mission and had broken through to the late stage of the first circle. Coincidentally, the 12th member of Parliament had died. He had also entered the Parliament with Kratos' help and became a colleague of Eli.

Rawls sighed that he could finally compete with Eli again. On the other hand, Eli regretted having one less worker under him, so he randomly chose Alice to be in charge of the magical plants.

By the way, most of the shadow lizard's forces were taken over by the White Tower, including the various camps. Alice had joined the White Tower as well, but she was taken in by Eli after she broke through to the first circle.

This was normal. After all, he had been in the White Tower for decades, and he had some people under him.

…

Thus, there was another wave in Eli's peaceful life. Rawls would come and harass Eli from time to time, but Eli didn't take it seriously. The two of them played around, being friends and enemies at the same time.

Ten years later, Eli realized that the blood of zero-circle beasts was almost useless to him, and the blood of the first-circle beasts was also much less effective than before.

Another ten years passed.

The blood of zero-circle beasts was completely useless now, and only the blood of zero-circle beasts was of some use. However, the collection of first-circle blood was inevitably very slow, so Eli temporarily stopped his progression.

His elemental essence conversion was already at 73%, and his mental force was at 76 points. Although it was getting higher, progression was getting slower and slower.

On the other hand, his bloodline didn't change much more than it was ten years ago. Without the blood supply, Eli didn't spend too much effort either, so naturally, there wouldn't be too much of a change.

However, there was also good news. In the same year, there was finally a blood bamboo flower that broke through to the second circle under Eli's cultivation, and it could provide Eli with even higher quality life-boosting potions.

And when Eli sensed these changes and turned around, he realized that forty years had already passed.

He had been on the West Coast for a long time, and he had been in a daze for a long time.

He finally had the strength to protect himself to a certain degree.

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The next day.

As usual, Eli came to the third floor of the White Tower. As a member of the Council, he also had an office here, and it was very large.

"Milord, these are all the recent matters!"

Wearing an off-shoulder dress, Evena walked in with a document in her hand, shaking her rabbit ears.

"Did anything happen recently?" Eli asked curiously.

!!

"It's been quite peaceful recently. It's just that with the expansion of our forces, it's inevitable that there will be friction with the Blood Alliance. But it basically doesn't affect us." Answered Evelina.

"That's good. Then, you can distribute the potions and other magic plant resources to the camps and forces according to the previous proportion. I won't care about this." Eli laughed.

"Alright," Evena forced a smile.

Seriously, Eli used to work for him, but now it was the other way around. Evena felt sad. She couldn't go out to gamble again today.

"Oh, that's right, there's something else I need to tell you, my Lord." Evena put down the document as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh?" Eli glanced at Evena.

"A new mage ruin has recently appeared on the border between the Blood Alliance and the White Tower, and there has been a great conflict. The nearby mage camp has asked us to ask for some magic potions."

"Mage ruins?" Eli was puzzled.

"That's right, this just happened, and it should be spread tomorrow. It's said that it's the remains of a very rich Mage. There are many precious plants, some magic tools, and a large number of elemental crystals. In any case, it should be the richest ruins recently discovered," said Evena as she recalled.

"Oh? " Eli's eyes lit up. Not to mention magic potions and magic tools, but a large number of elemental crystals … Was this real?

For now, if Eli wanted to go further, he would have to improve his mage abilities, but the annoying thing was that his mental power was improving at a slow speed, and that was thanks to the blood bamboo flower in the second circle.

However, the first circle breakthrough required not only spiritual power but also elemental essence. These two factors were mutually restrictive, but there were very few items that could increase elemental essence, and the most common one was probably elemental crystals.

However, it was only relatively common. Elemental crystals were something that warlocks had long stopped producing. Even the White Tower did not have any stock, which made Eli feel very helpless.

Upon hearing that there were a large number of elemental crystals, Eli was overjoyed. However, he did not show it. Instead, he nodded and said to Evena, " yes, I understand. I'll agree to their request. We'll talk about it later."

"Alright," Evena nodded and left.

As he watched Evena leave, Eli fell into deep thought.

To go or not to go?

If he went, he might get a large number of elemental crystals, which was very important to him. However, it did not seem to be a big deal if it did not have any. At most, he would just wait for the time to come.

Who knew what was in the secret realm?

If the blood Alliance sent two or three second-ring warlocks, even he would be at risk if they surrounded him.

After all, this matter was over. If White Tower brought back elemental crystals, he could buy them. But if they didn't, then he would just pretend that this matter never happened. historical

"Forget it, forget it." A few minutes later, Eli gave up on the idea.

It's better to be more cautious. Besides, they still didn't know how to excavate the ruins and what the situation is like.

…

The next day.

Eli had also confirmed the authenticity of the matter through official channels.

A secret plane had indeed been discovered, and it was in the buffer zone between the two forces. It was suddenly discovered during the battle between the two forces, which led to the subsequent events.

And after Eli confirmed it, he wasn't in a hurry, because according to his understanding, this kind of confrontation that involved two forces definitely needed to be discussed.

As expected, in the afternoon.

Eli received news that there would be a meeting tomorrow, and the content was to discuss how to deal with the arcane realm.

The next day.

Eli arrived at the meeting room early. Other than him, there were only three other people present.

"Eli, you're actually here so early. How strange!"

At this moment, the gate opened, and a man in Black and red clothes walked in. It was Rawls, who was also a Member of the council.

"For the sake of the White Tower!" Eli nodded. The two of them were usually quite harmonious when they communicated face-to-face. After all, they were both adults.

Rawls revealed a smile as he sat on his seat silently.

As time went by, the members of the parliament arrived one by one. Chairman Minister and vice-minister Kratos had also arrived, but there were still some missing members, such as Deputy minister Jesse and Theron.

"Well, there are ten people this time. Not bad." Chairman Marcus sat in the middle and looked around.

They were the highest level of authority in the entire White Tower, so naturally, it was impossible for everyone to be there all the time. Having ten people was already a lot.

"Then let's start." Marcus coughed. He was already very old.

"I'll explain the situation first. The secret plane we discovered this time is a medium-sized secret plane. Inside it is the remains of a Mage Academy, and it seems that a large part of this Mage Academy was warlocks.

"As everyone knew, when the Magi left, they took away most of the knowledge. There was also a lot of knowledge on the path of warlocks, and some of the Warlock's training tools were also taken away. However, there could still be some inside these ruins. In addition to the magic plants inside, this secret plane could be classified into Grade Three according to the resources.

"Currently, we're discussing sending people in with Blood Alliance. When the time comes, both parties will only send in the first and zero-circle warlocks. Then, we'll distribute the rewards according to how many resources we obtain. Right now, we need a second circle warlock as a leader."

The resources in the White Tower were divided into five grades. Grade 1 was the lowest, Grade 5 was the highest, and Grade 3 was already not a low evaluation.

Everyone nodded when they heard Marcus' description. It was indeed a secret plane with rich resources, but that was all. It was common to find a few ruins every year, but most of them belonged to Mages. They believed that this time it was no exception. Plus, they had to deal with the Blood Alliance as well.

"Um, what do you guys think?" Marcus looked at everyone and asked.

"Um, I think we still have to fight for it, but it's up to whoever is willing to go. After all, not everyone is willing to go." Kratos said first.

"Yes." Marcus nodded and hesitated, " in fact, the secret realm is not a particularly big matter, but this time it is in the middle of two forces, so it is more sensitive. This is also the first time since the establishment of the White Tower that there was a direct collision with the blood Alliance, so the secret realm is not a big deal. The main point is the friction with the blood Alliance.

"We can't show too much weakness. That's why we need someone who can make decisions.

"Everyone here is a representative. Who has any ideas?" Marcus looked at everyone and asked.

The Parliament fell into silence for a while.

"If no one wants to go, then I'll just tell you my thoughts." Said Marcus as he looked at the crowd.

"Forget it. I'm the strongest. Since this is the first collision, let me do it." Suddenly, Kratos, who was beside Marcus, spoke.

Eli didn't expect Kratos to be involved in this matter.

"En, that's fine too. You're a late-stage two-circle warlock. That's enough." Marcus was not angry at being interrupted. Instead, he was happy.

"However, I need some help. Therefore, I plan to let Herman and Rawls go with me!" Kratos knocked on the table and said.

"Oh?" Marcus looked at Kratos in surprise and thought for a moment. "Of course, but it depends on Herman and Rawls' opinion."

According to the order of the Parliament, the members had the right to refuse.

On the other side, Eli was also stunned. Ah, he was stabbed in the back by Kratos.

However, since Kratos had already mentioned it, he felt that this matter was not that simple. Also, no one had seen through his disguise so far. Everyone assumed he was a first-circle warlock when he was not.

The other party only consisted of one second-circle leader. What was he afraid of?

"I can." Eli raised his hand.

"I can do it too." Rawls raised his hand excitedly as well, his eyes fixed on Eli.

All these years, he's always treated Eli as an opponent, but he's never won once. This was another opportunity.

"Hmm, only Rawls and Herman will attend it this time. Does anyone else have any opinion? "

"I didn't."

"I don't have any, either."

…

Since Kratos had volunteered, the others had nothing to say.

"Very good. Then it's decided. Kratos will lead the mystical realm this time, and Rawls and Herman will assist him," Said Marcus.

"Meeting dismissed!"

The meeting ended and everyone left.

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White Tower Square.

It was a square located near the periphery of the White Tower. The entire area was paved with white stones and was very large. Generally, large-scale outstation teams would gather here.

At this time, a large group of people had gathered in the square. There were about 150 people.

Among them, there were about 120 apprentices. They were basically wearing ordinary leather armor or Warlock robes. It was a kind of clothing similar to a mage's robe but lighter.

The others were all first-circle warlocks. Although they were also wearing leather armor and Warlock robes, the materials and defensive spell formations they were made of were worlds apart from those of the acolytes.

At this moment, the warlocks were all looking up at a high platform in front of them.

On the high platform, Kratos stood at the front while Rawls and Eli stood on both sides behind him.

Eli stood on the high platform and looked down. He saw Ross in the crowd, but Ross was already a middle-stage first-circle Warlock. He had been brought out of prison twenty years ago and was also participating in this event.

"The warlocks in the camp are also developing well. They're quite strong. Herman, you have to be careful. Don't lose to them one day." Rawls' eyes flickered as he spoke to Elil. Eli glanced at Rawls and ignored him.

Speaking of which, the strength that he had shown was definitely not one of the strongest 16 people in the White Tower. After all, although warlocks were not bad in the late stages, there were always some who were talented. For example, Rawls was already at the limit of the late stage of the first circle. However, as one of the founders, unless he died or was betrayed, no one could pull him out of the Parliament.

"You little rascal, I have a bloodline of a two-circle creature, so it'll be much easier for me to break through in the future. I'll probably break through to the second circle before you do, so be careful of me taking your place, okay?" Rawls laughed.

"Okay, good luck then," Said Eli as he nodded.

Rawls' smile froze.

He still wanted to say something, but this time, Kratos turned around and glanced at him, signaling him to stop.

Kratos was also helpless. They had known each other for sixty or seventy years, but nothing had changed. Then, he turned to look at the warlocks below.

It had been two days since the last meeting, and the White Tower had selected many warlocks to participate in this expedition to the mystical realm.

"I welcome everyone to participate in the battle against the Blood Alliance. I am Kratos, and I believe everyone is familiar with me." Kratos started to speak directly, and the crowd quieted down in an instant. "This is an opportunity for the Blood Alliance and us. So I only have one request for you this time, and that is to win!

"Not only must we win against the Blood Alliance in terms of the ownership of the secret land, but we must also win against them in terms of combat and let them see the power of the White Tower warlocks!" Kratos said loudly.

"Of course, we won't let everyone work for nothing. This time, we'll rank everyone according to the number of resources you gain. When the time comes, you can use your contribution to purchase stuff from the White Tower, including limit-breaking potions, magic blood potions, bloodlines, or bloodline crystals needed by first circle warlocks." As compared to empty promises, material rewards were much better.

The Academy had also put in a lot of money.

Therefore, the warlocks below heard this and shouted one after another. Their fighting spirit instantly rose to the peak. They even wanted to enter the secret realm immediately.

But as the council member of the White Tower, Eli pouted.

Loss?

If they could obtain the secret plane, then these resources were nothing at all. If they couldn't, a quarter of the warlocks' resources could basically offset the rewards. Not only would they not lose anything, but they might even make a small profit.

As for where the money came from, it went through all sorts of conversion and then entered the pockets of the various higher-ups, and it just so happened that Eli was one of them.

Therefore, when Eli looked at this group of people, he felt they were rather innocent.

"That's all I have to say. When the time comes, we'll just adapt to the situation in the secret realm. Members of Parliament Herman and Rawls would also enter the secret realm. If you meet them, you have to follow their orders!" Kratos said again.

Then, Rawls and Eli also gave a simple speech and then distributed the map of the arcane realm, ending the meeting.

At the same time, dozens of giant Sauron Eagles were already waiting on the side.

This was a type of Giant Eagle from the zero circle. Although its level was low, it was very heavy and large. Each of them could carry up to a dozen people. It was a means of transportation for the White Tower.

"Let's go!"

At Kratos's announcement, all the warlocks climbed onto the back of the giant Eagle. Eli and Rawls also walked to one of the giant eagles.

"Herman, Rawls, come with me." At this moment, Kratos waved at the two of them. They were baffled but followed him.

On the other hand, Eli felt that something must have happened. He had already felt that something was off during the meeting.

After getting on the back of the giant Eagle, Kratos didn't say anything. They each sat in a corner.

When everyone was ready, the giant Eagle flapped its wings, and at the same time, light wind elements wrapped around the sides of its wings, bringing them into the sky.

Buzzzzzz!

At this moment, a magic tool on the neck of the giant Eagle was activated, and a shield appeared, blocking the surrounding pressure and wind for the warlocks. Then, it flew away.

The giant Eagle was very fast, flying dozens of meters in the blink of an eye. Eli was also admiring the scenery on both sides, considering if he should find himself a flying ability.

Just as he was thinking, Kratos, who was not far away, finally spoke.

He turned around and looked at the two of them. "Come closer. I have something to tell you."

Rawls was a little dumbfounded, but Eli had already expected this, so he was very calm.

"Milord, is there something you need?" Rawls asked.

"It's nothing. I just want to talk to you about the secret realm." Kratos sat down and smiled at the two.

"You must have some questions this time. For example, why did I take the initiative to accept this mission? " Kratos asked.

"No?" Rawls said subconsciously, but he soon realized that he had said something wrong.

Kratos was speechless for a moment, but in the next second, he smiled again and said, " I want to join the secret realm this time because, in the first round of exploration, my men found traces of second circle blood Soul Flowers. I need this thing very much!"

Kratos looked at the two of them with a serious expression.

Eli understood now. It made sense now, but if he remembered correctly, the Blood Soul flower should be a precious plant that could repair the damage to one's soul.

Could it be that…

On the other side, seeing that the two of them also understood what the blood soul Flower was, Kratos didn't hide it and said, " you've been my subordinates for many years, so I trust you. To be honest, when I fought with the Blood Alliance, my soul was damaged. At first, it was nothing, but as my strength increased, this problem became bigger and bigger. Now, if I want to go further, I have to make up for it.

"That's why I need you to do your best to bring out the blood soul Flower from the secret realm for me. Can you do it? "

"Lord, don't worry. We'll definitely take out the blood soul Flower for you, "Eli said.

"Me too," Rawls also hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Kratos was their supporter in the White Tower, and he also bore the identity of their protection umbrella, which could save them a lot of trouble. At least 50% of the reason Herman had been safe for so many years was his credit.

So, as long as there was no danger, Eli would retrieve the blood soul Flower for him. Of course, if there were any danger, he would just let it be.

As for Rawls, he would definitely do his best to defeat Eli in front of Kratos.

"Yes." Kratos looked at his two loyal subordinates with satisfaction, who had followed him since they were apprentices.

"Does my Lord know the exact location of the blood soul Flower?" Eli asked.

"Of course. This is the general map of the place. I've recorded it."

"A map? Didn't they already give one out before?" Rawls was puzzled. They had already sent out a map before. historical

"That's a simplified version." Kratos cast a glance at him and took out two maps.

Eli took out the one that was distributed at the square earlier and opened it to compare. 'Good Lord, this castration is too outrageous.'

The previous map only had the names of the buildings, but some places on this new map even indicated the resources and the possible dangers. There was even a rating.

"As team leaders, this is the map that you should have obtained. This place seems to be the location of the blood soul Flower." Kratos said as he pointed at a place.

Eli immediately understood. This was their exclusive " leader " map, so the others had a simplified version.

It could only be said that there was differential treatment everywhere!

That was all they had to say.

After the conversation ended, Eli and Rawls returned to their original seats. Rawls stared at Eli with a burning gaze as if he was saying that he would find the blood soul Flower in advance.

Eli glanced at Rawls and closed his eyes.

Just like that, the giant Eagle carried the warlocks of the White Tower and flew toward the target location.

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The giant Eagle let out a long cry.

Three days later, Eli and the others arrived at their destination.

It was still the familiar Semi Highlands, but there were already quite a number of people stationed on the Highlands. Eli stood on the giant Eagle and looked down. At the center of the Highlands, there was an altar and an ancient door that was emitting a mysterious spatial aura. There was also a vortex at the center.

"This is it. It seems that the Blood Alliance has arrived in advance." Kratos stood in the front and looked at a corner in the distance.

Dozens of earthly beasts were eating on the plateau in twos and threes. Not far away, there was a large tent. The tent was tall, and there was a symbol belonging to the blood Alliance on the outside, a blood-red Wolf head.

Eli also looked in that direction, but he did not see anything due to the distance. At this moment, the giant Eagle let out a long cry and slowly descended.

Landing on the ground, Kratos was the first to jump off the giant Eagle, followed by Eli and Rawls.

"My Lords, welcome."

The one in charge of guarding this place was a first-circle White Tower Warlock. At this time, he came over with a flattering face.

"Well, let's go to the tent," Kratos said without any nonsense.

"Alright!" The first circle warlock smiled and led Kratos and the other two to the largest tent in the temporary camp while the others entertained the other first circle warlock and apprentices.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the tent, and all the important people were called there.

Kratos sat in the main seat while Rawls and Eli sat on both sides.

"Tell me about the situation in the secret realm and the situation with the blood Alliance," Kratos asked.

"My Lord, this secret realm shouldn't be considered a very dangerous secret realm, but there are many things left inside. I guess they were left behind when the mages evacuated.

"So far, the most powerful magical beast we've found should be in the center of the Academy. There's a group of mutated monsters left behind there, and there's one at the limit of the first circle. The others are just average, but there might be other magical beasts scattered in the secret plane."

Someone immediately took out the record and began to tell Kratos.

"There's also the Blood Alliance. This time, they should be sending a late-stage second circle Warlock, Dick, a kemoyin serpent Warlock. He's also very strong in combat. He's the only second-circle Warlock. There are also thirty-two first circle warlocks and about one hundred and ten apprentices."

"It seems that the Blood Alliance still abides by the rules!

"Herman, Rawls, this time, second circle warlocks won't be joining the battle. You'll enter the secret plan to guide the expedition. Do you have any questions?" Kratos turned to look at the two of them.

"Well, do you have the name list of the Blood Alliance? I'd like to take a look." Eli said. One could never be too cautious.

"Sir Herman, there is."

Soon, an apprentice respectfully handed three documents to the three of them. Even though it was only for Herman, they had prepared three for each of them.

Eli began to flip through the pages.

The records in the document were relatively complete, and it also indicated some important targets to pay attention to.

Two of them required the most attention.

The first was Adams, who was at the limit of One circle. He was a Warlock from the giant kemoyin serpent. It was said that his bloodline was very dense, and he was able to activate his bloodline talent even though he was just a first-circle warlock. He was a genius of the kemoyin clan.

There was also Molin, who was at the limit of first-circle. Molin had the mystic butterfly bloodline, and many people had been fooled by it.

Eli and Rawls were also looking carefully. After all, a battle was about to happen, and he did not dare to be careless.

Moreover, from this document, it could be seen that the strength of blood Alliance was actually stronger than the White Tower. After all, they only had Rawls, who was at the limit of the first circle.

Of course, this was also related to the birth of the White Tower. According to the current ranking of the forces on the West Coast, they were generally divided into top forces, first-rate forces, second-rate forces, and third-rate forces.

As for how to differentiate the different levels of power, apart from the reference to first circle warlocks and territories, the main point was the combat power of the forces.

A third-rate force would have at least one two-circle warlocks, a second-rate force would have at least three or more two-circle warlocks, and a first-rate force would have at least ten or more two-circle warlocks.

Of course, this could only be used as a reference. After all, it was normal for some forces to hide a few higher-ranked warlocks. No force would expose all their hands.

The White Tower and the blood Alliance were second-rate forces, but the blood Alliance had eight second-circle warlocks, while the White Tower only had five. After all, the blood Alliance had been developing for a long time.

"Herman, don't die!" After Rawls finished reading the file, he said to Eli with a complicated expression.

This time, the overall strength of the blood Alliance was much stronger than theirs, and their situation was not very good. If they didn't get the blood soul Flower, they might lose their lives inside.

"You be careful too." Eli glanced at him.

Rawls wasn't actually a bad person. He seemed to be obsessed with defeating Eli. Otherwise, Eli wouldn't have kept him alive until now. historical

"Yes, the situation is really bad!" After reading the document, Kratos also felt troubled.

The gap was really not small, and the two Warlocks at the limit of the first circle in the Blood Alliance were not bad. If they were allowed to take the lead, White Tower might even be defeated.

"Sigh, that's the current situation." The first circle warlock also sighed.

"Alright, Herman, you and Rawls should be careful. Prioritize your own life." Kratos didn't try to avoid the question and said it directly.

"Alright," they said.

"The battle in the secret realm should be in two or three days. You should go and rest first." Kratos waved his hand and dismissed the meeting.

Meanwhile, Eli was brought to a separate tent.

In the tent, Eli pursed his lips. To the others, he was only a first-circle warlock.

However, he was already a second-circle intermediate Warlock with his fourth-circle Shadow Dragon bloodline. Although impolite, Eli felt that he could beat Kratos up.

He just didn't know how the Blood Alliance's first-circle warlocks would feel when they found out that their opponent was a second-circle warlock.

"It's not my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame Kratos. I didn't want to come at first.

"What an unfortunate Blood Alliance!"

In the tent, Eli mourned for the blood Alliance.

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"Sigh, this is too unfair."

At this moment, in the largest tent in the Blood Alliance, two warlocks sat in the main seats.

One of them had a dark expression and was emitting a cold aura. He was the person in charge of the Blood Alliance of ten thousand blood this time, Dick.

Opposite him was a man with golden hair. He also had vertical pupils, but the color of his pupils was tainted with a hint of gold. In addition, he was very tall, appearing very confident and domineering. He was also the one who had just spoken.

"Unfair? You mustn't forget how White Tower stabbed us in the back. They must pay the price." Dick said coldly, revealing his white teeth.

"Indeed!" Adams nodded, and his eyes were wandering around a blood-red curse mark on his right arm.

"Don't worry. This seal can completely cover up the fact that you've broken through to the second circle. When the time comes, you'll only need a specific seal to return to your true power, and there won't be any damage to your body." Said Dick as he looked into Adams's eyes.

"Yes."

"Although you've just broken through to the second circle, it's enough to deal with the group of warlocks from the White Tower. Just kill them. If they all die here, it'll be a big loss for them, but they don't dare to do anything." Dick laughed coldly.

Blood Alliance was the one who suggested exploring the secret realm together, but their goal was not to explore the secret realm.

They had been unhappy with the White Tower for a long time already, and today was the prologue.

"I know. It's just a group of first-circle warlocks. I alone am enough." Adams stretched his body. He was confident and relaxed.

"Unfortunate White Tower."

Two days later.

On the plain, under the altar, hundreds of people were gathered.

Eli and Rawls stood in front of the White Tower warlocks, and not far away were the warlocks of the Blood Alliance. Adams and Molin were also standing in front of the warlocks of their forces.

Adams straightened his body with an unruly expression, and his eyes didn't even look at the White Tower. On the other hand, Molin, who was a charming man with good skin, was smiling.

As for the warlocks behind them, they were all grinning and looking at the sorcerers of the White Tower with sharp eyes as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered. The victory was in their hands.

"It's almost time." historical

On the altar, Kratos said calmly, with Dick beside him.

"Indeed, it's almost time." Dick also nodded, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Then, the two of them looked at the altar behind them. There were still holes in the portal, and people were filling it with magic stones to replenish its energy.

The whirlpool grew larger and larger and soon became like a wall.

"When the time comes, we'll be placed at random after entering. If you encounter an ally, group up." Below, Rawls said to the people behind him. The vortex had already been completely formed, and they could enter.

"Everyone, let's go up to the altar first!" Kratos shouted as his eyes constantly patrolled the Blood Alliance to check if they had reached the standard.

Dick was in the same state, but he was still a lot more nervous. However, a few seconds later, Kratos looked away and smiled in relief. He was sure that he wasn't discovered. At this time, Dick had also finished checking the White Tower warlocks and found no problems.

And what he was most concerned about was actually Eli, not because of his strength, but because this guy had once brought them great pain, which indirectly led to their failure back then.

Thus, when the group began to ascend the altar, Dick directly said to Adams and Molin as they passed by, " "Kill that Herman guy."

"I know." Mo Lin nodded.

"Alright," Adams had an indifferent expression on his face, and he glanced at Eli curiously. He also knew about the deeds of this Warlock, but he did not take them to heart.

After all, this was a world where strength was the most important thing. People like Herman, who studied small tricks, would not have a good result.

"How sad!" Adams sighed.

"The door to the secret plane can last for two days. You just have to come out after two days. At that time, the competition will be over!" Kratos said to the crowd.

Hearing Kratos 'words, Rawls and Herman also prepared to enter, but before they could, Adams stepped forward and blocked them. He turned around and said, "I'm sorry. We'll be going first." Then, he stepped into the secret realm with Molin following closely behind.

'This guy.'

Rawls' mouth twitched, and Eli looked away from Adams with a strange smile.

"What's the matter, Herman?" Rawls asked when he saw Eli's expression.

"It's fine. It's just a small thing." Eli shook his head and entered the secret realm with Rawls.

The others followed closely behind. A few hundred people quickly entered the secret realm, and the vortex in the secret realm slowly shrank.

"Hehe, Kratos, pray that your White Tower can survive," Dick said with a smile after everyone entered.

Kratos ignored the provocation, but his furrowed brows showed that he was not confident.

Dick revealed a smile and walked down the altar.

He was already looking forward to Kratos's wonderful expression in two days.

…

On the other side, Eli shook his slightly dizzy head and looked around.

The area he was in now seemed to be a huge forest surrounded by giant trees that were dozens of meters tall. The ground was also full of weeds and raised roots. This was an area that no one had stepped into for hundreds of years.

"The forest?"

Instead of moving, he took out a map and began to check his position.

"Huh? it seems to be very close to the blood soul Flower that Kratos needs!"

According to the map, he should be in a forest at the edge of the secret land. Outside the forest, there seemed to be the magical herb garden that Kratos had mentioned, which was the place that he had pointed out.

"But…" Eli looked at a plant under a tree that was more than ten meters tall, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Moon spring water was a precious magical plant. If he remembered correctly, it had been extinct on the West Coast for decades. He did not expect to find it here. It was indeed a historical site.

Why don't we first collect the things here before going?

Anyway, two days was a lot of time, so there was no rush.

After making his decision, the shadows under Eli's feet began to wriggle, and shadow eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. This was more efficient. As for him, he went to collect the moon spring water.

"The White Tower's Warlock!"

At this moment, behind a large tree tens of meters away, a middle-stage first-circle warlock squinted his eyes and stared at Eli's crouching body.

He had just entered and saw Eli collecting plants.

'He is too careless. He can't blame anyone for his death!' The Warlock looked at Eli's crouching body, and the corners of his mouth rose.

At the same time, his right hand gradually transformed into a sharp claw, and his body instantly leaped toward Eli.

Wind elements gathered on his sharp claws, turning into wind blades. Wind elements also appeared behind him, increasing his speed. He had fused with the bloodline of the first circle wind sickle ferret, which made him best at explosive power and sneak attacks.

At this distance, he did not believe that the Warlock in front of him would be able to escape.

"Go to hell!" When he was five meters away, the Warlock grinned.

But in the next second, he couldn't smile anymore because, in an instant, a large shadow appeared in front of him like a tide, directly wrapping him up.

"What kind of magic is this!" The Warlock struggled madly, but the shadow seemed to have a life of its own. It tightly wrapped around the Warlock and pulled him into the shadow.

"He must be a fool." After finishing collecting the silent moon spring, Eli turned to look at the dead Warlock.

Did this guy think he didn't notice him?

Was he really that stupid?

"Sigh, what a pity!" Eli pursed his lips. A first circle Warlock had died just like that.

He then summoned a skeleton to loot the corpse in case the Warlock had anything good on him.

In total, he had found three valuable items.

A map, a small mage weapon, and a first circle alchemy leather armor.

"The map is for the secret realm. Not bad." Picking up the map, Eli realized that it was for the secret realm.

It was slightly better than the normal white Tower map but not as good as his. However, there were still some good points to derive from it.

As for the magic tool, Eli was rather interested. It was a product of alchemy that was the size of a Rubik's Cube.

Taking it, Eli immediately erased the soul brand of the dead Warlock, then engraved his own brand and threw it on the ground in front of him. Immediately, the Rubik's Cube changed, and in the blink of an eye, an alchemy hut of seven to eight square meters appeared.

"Not bad, not bad!" Eli sighed.

This was the first time he had seen such a thing. It was much more convenient for travel. Moreover, he was not familiar with it, so it was worth learning.

On the other hand, the alchemy leather armor was not too interesting, and Eli put it away.

Having gained so much in just over ten minutes of entering the arcane realm, Eli suddenly felt that this trip to the arcane realm seemed pretty good.

"Oh, and the elemental crystals. I wonder where they are? " Eli didn't forget what he needed the most this time either, so he prepared to explore slowly.

At this moment, as the shadow's eye explored, Eli also discovered many new magic plants. He continued to explore the forest, and among them, he also encountered the White Tower and the Blood Alliance warlocks.

The White Tower warlocks greeted him respectfully. Eli didn't really want to deal with the Blood Alliance Warlocks, but they were so determined to kill him. Eli had no choice but to kill them tearfully and loot their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

Eli had practically explored the entire primeval forest before he exited it.

The destination was the magical plant garden not far away.

"There should be a lot of good things in the magic plant garden." Eli pursed his lips and sped up.

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After leaving the forest, Eli changed into a common face and set off toward the target area.

Along the way, there were many signs of battle. It was obvious that the warlocks of the White Tower and the Blood Alliance were fighting non-stop. Eli could only pray for their good luck.

Soon, he arrived at the demonic plant garden.

"It's inside?"

Eli's eyes lit up, and a large area came into view.

The tall fence was carved with fine runes, and although he was not close, Eli could already feel the aura of a large area of high-quality magical plants. If he was not wrong, they should all be in the magical plant garden.

However, at this time, there seemed to be a lot of auras outside the gate of the secret realm, and there were faint sounds coming from inside.

"It seems like someone is one step ahead of us!" Eli thought for a moment, and a large shadow shrouded him as he sneaked into the magical plant garden.

…

At this moment, in the magical plant garden.

"Damn it, these spell formations seem to absorb natural energy, so they haven't broken yet." A first-circle warlock looked at the protective barrier in front of him and frowned.

He turned his head to look at the other places.

This was the magic herb field. There were many precious plants growing in the area. Not only were these plants precious, but they were also very old. They were at least magic plants from the first and second circles. What made his teeth tingle was that every inch of the magic herb field was covered with a spell formation.

"Klee, let's decide how we'll split it." Suddenly, another voice sounded.

At this time, he was not alone. In the wide area, there were seven or eight first-circle warlocks and more than 20 apprentices, all of whom were Wizards from the Blood Alliance.

They had all agreed to come here to reap a harvest as soon as they entered the secret realm.

"Split it?" Klee looked in the direction of the voice. The other first circle warlocks and apprentices all looked over. historical

"Of course, we're not the only ones in this secret realm. There are people from the White Tower as well. We're here first, but we can't guarantee that they won't come here when we're harvesting." A Warlock glanced at him and said.

"Yes." Klee nodded. It should be so.

They quickly came up with a plan.

"According to our plan, we'll split up and head to other places after we're done here. How about this? We'll each pick an area and break the spell formation. Whoever breaks it will take it. The first circle Warlocks can do it themselves, while the other apprentices can work together to break it. What do you think?" Someone suggested.

"Sure."

"Sure."

Everyone nodded.

"Then I'll take this piece of dragon scale grass. This magic plant can increase the compatibility of bloodlines and increase the possibility of a Warlock with a first-circle bloodline breaking through to the second-circle to explore the depths of their bloodline." A first-circle warlock made the first choice.

"Then I'll take the snake scale fruit. It can increase the defensive power of my scales, and is suitable for my kemoyin bloodline."

One by one, the first circle warlocks quickly chose the most valuable magic plants, and the apprentices divided the rest. Klee looked at the center of the magic herb field and said, "then I'll take this field of Bloodsoul flowers. I think I saw a Blood soul flower in the second circle among them. It's worth a lot."

The blood soul Flower was currently one of the most valuable magical plants here, but the defensive power of the spell formation was also very strong, so very few people chose it. However, he was at the late stage of One circle, which was why he was so confident.

"Then let's start!"

Everyone began to move. Klee took a deep breath, and hot flames shot out of his body, turning into a pillar of fire and bombarding the spell formation.

Flames scattered in all directions, and the temperature here instantly rose. The energy of the shield was also rapidly consumed. This shield could not be maintained for long by only relying on natural elements.

Other than him, the other warlocks did the same. Some used the elemental power of their bloodlines to attack, while others relied on the power of their bloodlines to directly attack using their physical bodies.

"There's still the protective shield!"

At that moment, in the shadows a distance away from them, Eli watched them work in full swing.

"Should I make a move now or later?" Eli was also very envious of these people, and he didn't expect to find the Bloodsoul flower so easily.

But after thinking for a few seconds, he didn't attack. Instead, he walked out the door.

Anyway, according to what they said, they would leave after breaking through the spell formation. He just had to guard the door and wait for them to come out, and then Eli would snatch them one by one.

This was more comfortable. He didn't have to attack the protective shield himself.

Soon, Eli walked out of the entrance of the magical plant garden and waited on the side.

A dozen seconds later, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he set up another spell formation, hiding the area.

"I'm too considerate. This way, they can rest assured and farm for me, no, for themselves." Eli took out a small stool and waited by the door.

Half an hour later.

Suddenly, Eli heard a shattering sound, and his eyes lit up. He stood up and took out his wizard staff.

…

"I've really earned a lot this time. So many snake scale fruits from the first and second circles. I'm afraid they're worth almost 100 mid-grade magic stones. As expected, this unexplored secret realm is still the best!"

The first circle warlock walked out of the magical plant garden while holding a huge bag containing his harvest.

"I have to hide these first and take them when I go out later."

Ordinary warlocks didn't have any spatial equipment, but it would be troublesome if someone saw so many valuable snake scale fruits. Therefore, he could only hide them for now.

He finally saw the gate after passing through the road.

Seeing the door, the Warlock immediately sped up.

After a few seconds, he arrived at the door and walked out.

"Eh, is it dark already?"

The Warlock was puzzled. Why was it pitch black the moment he walked out of the door?

Something was wrong!

The Warlock immediately reacted, but in the darkness, a wand was already flying toward his head. It was too sudden, and he had no way to block it. He could only watch as the wand hit his head.

Bang!

In the next second, his soul trembled, and the Warlock seemed to have encountered something. He fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

After the Warlock fell unconscious, the shadow gradually dispersed, revealing Eli.

He was holding a magic wand in one hand, and runes were activated on the wand. This was the key to knocking the Warlock out.

"Wow, snake scale fruit, not bad, not bad." Eli looked at the things in the bag and smiled. He could use this thing too. Long-term consumption should be able to strengthen the defense of his scales.

Soon, he stripped the warlock naked and threw him aside.

"Who will be the next lucky one?" Taking out the small bench again, Eli waited patiently.

In the time that followed, it was as if Eli was playing whack-a-mole.

The warlocks came out to be whacked one after another.

Sitting on the small folding stool, Eli turned his head to look. Not far away, dozens of warlocks had been stripped of their clothes and piled up like a small hill.

"A man on top of a man, it's a little blinding to the eyes." Eli clicked his tongue.

If he remembered correctly, there should be 38 people in that group. There were still two people missing.

Half an hour later.

As Eli knocked out another Warlock, he took a large amount of dragon scale grass, stretched his body, and walked in.

There was only one left.

However, just as Eli walked through the door, he suddenly saw a Warlock striding towards him from not far away. It was Klee, who had just finished collecting the blood soul Flowers.

The two of them looked at each other in silence.

"Who are you?" Klee looked at Eli and asked. At this moment, Eli's expression had changed.

"Oh, you've finished collecting the blood soul Flowers?" He saw the bag behind Klee.

"Blood soul Flower? How did you know that I'm collecting blood soul Flowers?" Klee frowned and felt that something was not right.

But the next second, he opened his mouth wide.

In his eyes, countless shadows instantly attacked him. He wanted to resist, but he realized that these shadows were too powerful. In an instant, they locked him down, and he couldn't move.

Then, under his dumbfounded gaze, the man took out a wand and walked toward him.

"It's a little painful, so bear with it," Eli said with a smile.

Klee was stunned. Then, he saw Eli waving his wand proficiently and smashing it toward him.

Bang!

Klee's mind was in a daze, and his body fell backward. Before he fell, he vaguely saw the man take away the container containing his blood soul Flowers, but he had no way to stop him.

"How can this be?!"

That was his last thought before he fell to the ground.

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"Well, there are still some magic plants. How can they let them go? "

After knocking out Klee, Eli continued to head toward the magical plant garden. When he realized that there were still a few magical plants that the Blood Alliance warlocks had not harvested, he cursed at the wasted material, and his right hand gradually turned.

The sharp claws collided with the elemental Shield, producing a loud bang. Then, the elemental Shield cracked like glass and disappeared.

The fact that this kind of barrier could be broken by a first-circle Warlock did not mean that it was of low quality. If anything, this also had to do with the lack of energy. After all, thousands of years had passed. It was already very impressive that it could be maintained until now.

So, Eli's choice was just to dig the device away.

That's right. There was a pillar-like thing in the center of every magic herb field. Complex alchemy runes were carved on the surface, and they kept absorbing the surrounding elements. This was the source of the barrier, and the absorbed elements could also promote the growth of magic plants.

It could only be said that this group of warlocks didn't know good treasures and actually let these go.

Of course, Eli wouldn't do the same thing, so he dug out the pillars one by one and threw them into his secret realm, which was just nice for his magic herb field.

There was nothing left after he took all of that away, so Eli was prepared to leave. On the way out, he very considerately threw Kree into the unconscious crowd.

"Sigh, I'm really a good person!" Eli turned and left.

In his eyes, these first-circle warlocks were nothing, so he only knocked them out for a game.

But before he could take a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around and saw that there was a fence with runes carved on it outside the magical plant garden. There were some runes on it that even Eli didn't know about.

"I can't waste it!"

Eli turned around and went back, tearing down all the fences and throwing them into the arcane realm.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when Eli looked at the magical plant garden that had almost been flattened, that he finally stopped.

"It's time to go!" Eli turned around and left, instantly removing the spell formation.

…

Outside the spell formation.

Rawls held the map in his hand and looked ahead with a confused expression. Behind him were five to six first-circle Warlocks and more than a dozen apprentices. They were all the allies he had gathered during the time he was inside the secret plane.

"That shouldn't be the case. This should be the place that Milord was talking about!" Ross rubbed his eyes and looked at the map again to confirm that this was the place that Kratos had mentioned.

But what about the magical plant garden?

Where did it go?

Rawls started to doubt his life. However, all of a sudden, a thin film in the air was broken while another scene appeared in his eyes.

The magical plant garden had appeared!

But something didn't seem right!

Had the demonic plant garden been razed to the ground? Why was there nothing left?

Rawls took a deep breath.

"My Lord, what do you think is over there?" Suddenly, a Warlock shouted in surprise. Everyone looked over and saw dozens of warlocks piled up in an open space in the distance.

"People of the Blood Alliance?"

The group of people looked at each other and subconsciously took out their weapons.

The magic plant garden was gone, but they were given something else in exchange. The warlocks of Blood Alliance were all points to be harvested on this expedition.

"Kill them." Rawls also said seriously.

Let's put the matter of the magical plant aside and kill the enemies first.

…

On the other side, Eli walked and tore down everything along the way. Occasionally, he would encounter apprentices. If they were the White Tower, then he'd just walk away. If they were from Blood Alliance, then he'd bludgeon them.

Eli hadn't done much, but he still managed to gather many things. The only thing he regretted was that he had yet to find any elemental crystals.

After all, his main goal this time was still the elemental crystals and mage knowledge.

Elemental crystals could allow him to quickly increase his elemental essence conversion, while knowledge was the foundation of his strength.

By relying on his bloodline, he might be able to obtain temporary power, but he was still on the path of a mage. His goal was the pursuit of truth. By grasping the truth, power would naturally follow. Just like that, Eli wandered around the secret realm like he was in a game.

Half an hour later, after turning a corner, Eli's eyes lit up.

About three hundred meters away, there was a tall building. It was about three stories high, but it took up a lot of space. The shape was like a mage's Handbook, and in the center was a plaque with the words " library " on it.

The library!

Eli pursed his lips. He was tempted.

The lack of wizard knowledge had always been a problem for Eli. Now that there was a complete library in front of him, how could he not be tempted?

However, even though it was a library, it still had its own defensive measures. At this time, on the flat ground in front of the library, seven or eight first circle alchemy dolls were surrounding and attacking a person, and this person was dancing like a butterfly among the attacks, constantly dodging the attacks and constantly looking for opportunities to break through the puppets, but he had not succeeded.

Molin!

Eli had seen this person before. He was one of the leading first circle warlocks in the Blood Alliance, a first circle peak warlock who had fused with the blood of the illusionary butterfly.

Unfortunately, the charm was useless against the alchemy doll, so he was in an awkward situation. He couldn't attack, nor could he retreat.

But it just so happened that Molin was holding the dolls back for Eli so he could go over directly.

"Ah, he sacrificed himself for others. He's a good Warlock," Eli pursed his lips, then headed in the direction of the library.

…

"Damn it, I shouldn't have come here!"

Molin once again dodged the alchemy doll's attack and gritted his teeth.

If there had been six first-circle warlocks in front of him, he might have killed them all or left, but these were alchemy dolls. The power of charm was useless in stopping them.

"No, I can't continue wasting time like this." Molin pursed his lips and looked around, trying to find a way to escape. historical

However, he didn't find any escape. Instead, he saw a person from the corner of his eye.

Molin was stunned. He then saw an unfamiliar man pass by the place where he was fighting the alchemy puppets and then walk toward the library.

"damn it! Stop right there!" Even Molin, who had always been calm, shouted angrily.

He had worked so hard to fight against the alchemy dolls, and this man was picking the fruits of his labor.

But Eli just glanced at him and continued walking, not taking his words to heart at all.

Molin gritted his teeth and dodged another attack. A pair of illusionary wings instantly extended from his back, and a spiritual attack instantly attacked Eli.

He wanted to control this person and then use him as a sacrifice.

But the next second, he was stunned. He saw the man wave his right hand, and then an even larger wave directly blew away Molin's attack.

"That's impolite!"

The man turned around and launched a mental attack at him.

The mental attack wasn't strong, but he was in the middle of the puppet's attack. This messed up his rhythm, and the puppet's attacks came from several directions.

"D*mn, don't hit my bottom."

"F*ck, it hurts!"

For a moment, Molin was in a dangerous situation, and his body was injured. What made him even more uncomfortable was that the man had already come to the broken door of the library.

He turned around and waved at him, then strode in.

"Damn you!" Molin roared in anger.

However, the puppets didn't stop attacking, and he had to deal with them.

The grief and indignation in his heart had nowhere to vent.

…

"Is this the library?" he asked.

On the other hand, Eli had already arrived on the first floor of the library.

This was a huge Hall, unlike the Imperial Library of Bryne, where bookshelves were placed. However, something had happened here, and most of the bookshelves had fallen or broken. Most of the bookshelves were empty, and there was a layer of dust.

"Nothing? A wasted trip?" Eli looked at the current state of the library in front of him and raised an eyebrow.

It shouldn't be…

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"No, there are still some!"

Suddenly, Eli pushed away a broken bookshelf. There were still some books under it.

"A popular science book!" Eli picked it up and looked at the cover of the book, which had the words "a comprehensive guide to the races of the mage world ". He picked up the other two books, and they were similar.

However, it was normal. When they evacuated back then, the Mages must have taken away most of the knowledge. Only some of it was left behind.

Thus, Eli quickly went through the books, and in the end, he managed to gather about a hundred books on the first floor. Although most of them were about science, there were still some books that were about research and magic. Eli felt that they might be of help to his research on the second seal or stage of the endless devouring spell.

After confirming that he had finished searching the first floor, he continued to go up.

Walking up the stairs that were covered in a thick layer of dust, Eli could see through the window at the side that Molin was being beaten up and was screaming.

The library had a total of two floors, and the situation on the second floor was different from what Eli had imagined. He had thought that there might be more things left here, but there seemed to be even less.

Eli sighed, and in an instant, a large shadow covered the entire second floor. He did not believe that there was really nothing here. This was unreasonable.

The shadows flowed everywhere, drilling into every crack in this place.

Kachaa!

Suddenly, it was as if a mechanism had been activated.

Hearing the sound, Eli looked over and took a few steps back. A hole suddenly appeared on the wall a dozen meters away, revealing a small hidden space.

The space wasn't big, only about one cubic meter, but it was filled with books.

"Oh? "Eli's eyes lit up.

With a wave of his hand, a spirit of the dead appeared. It moved to the space and took out all the books.

"basic principles of alchemy ", " alchemy capital ", " 100 attempts ", " crosos alchemy notes "…

'This is a complete system of knowledge!'

Who said that there was nothing good here?

Eli took a deep breath and casually picked up one of the books. The content was the basic techniques of alchemy, but Eli was very excited to read it, because in he had almost no involvement in alchemy.

If he could master all of these books, it would mean that he would learn a new skill, and it would be a skill that would benefit him for life. There were not many suitable mage tools now, so couldn't he just make one himself?

In addition, when Eli had fully mastered alchemy, he could carry out a second transformation on his current mage tools and refine them.

"Not bad, not bad. I'll have something to do when I get back." A smile appeared on Eli's face, and he carefully stored all the items in the books in the secret realm.

Then, he carefully checked the entire library again. After confirming that there were no books there, he turned around and left.

Walking out of the library again, Eli saw that Molin was still under siege.

"eh, these alchemy dolls are all products of alchemy. They should be of some help to my alchemy research." Originally, he did not care about the alchemy doll. After all, he had the undead. But now, he had some ideas.

"Damn you! If I find out who you are, you're going to die!" Molin saw that Eli had come out and immediately roared angrily.

He was there being beaten up while Eli reaped the rewards. Was there any justice in this world?

However, to his surprise, the man turned around and walked toward him.

Molin was dumbfounded!

"that's great. If he can distract the dolls, I'll be able to escape." A second later, Molin was overjoyed.

"A little closer, a little closer. Yes, yes, yes." Molin was overjoyed. He looked at Eli as if he was looking at an idiot. As long as he could get out of this, he would definitely kill Eli.

"Coming. Coming."

As Eli got closer and closer, one of the alchemy dolls seemed to have finally sensed him, and then, under Molin's surprised expression, it walked towards him.

"That's great!" Mo Lin turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned back again, he was dumbfounded!

'Why is the alchemy doll's head in that man's hand? What is he doing? why does it seem like he's studying it?'

Molin was stunned!

Then, under his dazed and confused gaze, the man walked over and reached out, holding an alchemy doll in each hand. The One circle alchemy dolls were like toys in his hands.

By the time Eli destroyed the core of the last doll, only a dozen seconds had passed.

As for Molin, he was already dumbfounded. His body trembled slightly, and cold sweat kept flowing down his back.

Something was wrong. This was definitely not a first-circle warlock.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding." Mo Lin tried his best to grin and smile awkwardly. As for his previous thoughts, he had long forgotten them completely.

"Misunderstanding?"

A smile appeared on Eli's face.

"Why do I remember that Dick told you to kill me?" A smile appeared on Eli's face.

Dick?

Molin was stunned, but in the next second, his eyes instantly widened, and his pupils dilated as he realized something.

"Are you…? " Molin pointed at Eli in disbelief.

The next second, he turned and ran. At this time, he already understood that this guy had definitely hidden his strength.

However, the next second, he felt a large shadow coming from behind him. He turned around and looked with a face full of fear. However, the shadow had already reached him and wrapped him up.

A few minutes later, the shadow dispersed, and Eli walked out.

"Sigh, I can only say that you're unlucky!" Eli walked out of the shadows and shook his head.

If not for the fact that he happened to obtain the alchemy books and needed the alchemy doll as a reference, he might have just left.

However, it was nothing. Even without Eli, Molin might have died under the siege of the alchemy dolls, so Eli had freed him in advance.

Molin would probably thank him.

Probably.

After briefly cleaning up the traces, Eli walked outside.

Suddenly, Ross's soul fluctuated.

"Oh? " Eli sensed it.

"Sir Herman, I just saw Adams. He just killed one of our late-stage first-circle warlocks, but his strength and speed are not something a normal first-circle sorcerer can display. He is much stronger than Sir Rawls. This is very abnormal.

"Sir, if you encounter Adams, you must run away quickly."

So it was a message?

Eli smiled. It could be considered that Eli had helped Ross twice.

When Ross was young, Eli saved him from the enemies of his father. When Ross was captured and imprisoned by White Tower, Eli rescued him again.

Therefore, Ross was loyal to Eli, not to mention that he had a soul imprint. Although he had wasted many years in prison, his talent was really not bad. He had also broken through to the middle stage of the first-circle and was only one step away from the late stage.

He was considered one of Eli's trusted aides.

But in the next second, the soul fluctuation appeared again.

"Damn it, damn it, Lord, I've been discovered. This guy is too strong. I'm close to the east side of the secret realm, no, the west side. Lord, please don't come over. This guy has already gone crazy from killing. I won't be able to live for long. But that direction should be safe. You can just hide there." historical

The messy words and the continuous soul fluctuations undoubtedly indicated that Ross was going through something. He seemed to be escaping while sending messages to Eli.

Even when his life was in danger, his first reaction was to tell Eli where he was so that Eli could be safe!

With such a subordinate, Eli suddenly felt a little touched.

Eli pursed his lips. He was currently on the east side of the mystery realm, so he could definitely make it in time.

To save or not to save, that was the question.

But the answer was definite.

He would save Ross again.

Eli looked in that direction, and the shadows under his feet moved. He sensed Ross's position and flew forward.

Eli would make Adams understand the true meaning of a disguise.

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169 Beating Adams

"Damn it, damn it!"

Ross covered his wound and hid behind a big tree.

He lowered his head to take a look. At this moment, there was a huge gash on his chest, and the gash was filled with flesh and blood that flowed out.

Ross didn't expect Adams to be so powerful.

He was at the peak of the middle stage of the one-circle, yet in the hands of Adams, who was at the peak of the one-circle, he had been completely defeated in a single move.

!!

When he was facing Adams, he felt like he was facing the councilmen of the second circle in the White Tower. They were not on the same level at all, and Adams was very relaxed.

"I'm done for. I'm really unlucky. Wherever I go, I'm unlucky." Ross took a deep breath and got ready to get up and continue running.

But when he stood up, a figure walked out from under a big tree not far away. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at Ross and said softly, "I've found you!"

Ross's eyes widened. The person in front of him was indeed Adams. His body was even trembling slightly. Only after fighting with Adams did he understand that the gap between the two of them was huge. They were not on the same level at all, and there was no hope of victory.

"Is this the end?" Ross gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. He stared at Adams, who had once again transformed.

Countless shadows emerged from the surroundings, turning into long shadow spears that flew toward Adams. The spears tore through the air, making a series of air-piercing sounds.

Seeing this, Adams only smiled. His eyes turned into cold vertical pupils. At the same time, the surroundings started to become scorching hot. A wall of fire instantly appeared, blocking in front of him.

When the shadow spears attacked, they melted like snow. In the flames, all the shadows disappeared one by one. Adams was unharmed.

The giant kemoyin serpent was a giant serpent-type creature that could control the fire element.

"Pitiful weaklings!" Adams walked out of the flames with a smile and looked at Ross with disdain.

He definitely couldn't beat him, so he just had to see if there was any hope of escaping.

Ross took a deep breath, tensed his muscles, and ran toward the forest behind him. But to his surprise, his body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move.

"Giant kemoyin serpent's second circle innate spell, petrification. How is it?" Adams explained to Ross as he walked over.

Ross's eyes were wide open as he looked at Adams in disbelief.

A 2nd-circle innate spell … Didn't this mean that Adams was actually a 2nd-circle Warlock? However, on second thought, if Adams were just a first-circle sorcerer, it was almost impossible to cause such damage to him.

F * ck, the Blood Alliance didn't follow the rules.

Ross's heart sank, and he slowly closed his eyes. In front of the second-circle opponent, any struggle was meaningless.

"Have you accepted your fate?" Adams smiled, and a fireball the size of a basketball flew toward Ross.

Bang!

The flames collided with the shadow, and a shadow wall suddenly appeared, stopping the flames.

"It seems like you still want to live!" Rawls was stunned, thinking that it was Ross' technique. He approached Ross, and scales appeared on his body. Then, flames wrapped around his hands as he confidently attacked the shadow wall.

Bang!

His fist collided with the shadow wall, but it wasn't like what Adams had expected. The flames on his hand were extinguished, while the shadow wall didn't move at all.

Adams was stunned. How could this be?

Could it be a special mage tool?

The next second, an even bigger flame smashed toward the shadow. The cloud of fire exploded, but when the flames dissipated, the shadow wall was still intact. Instead, Adams had lost a lot of power.

Ross had already opened his eyes. He was a little confused by the scene in front of him. This wasn't something he could do. What was going on? When he sensed a familiar aura coming from the wall, he was stunned.

"Milord, leave quickly! He's in the second circle!"

Although he didn't know where it was, he could tell from the aura that it was Eli.

Eli had actually come to save him. He was touched but also anxious.

The person in front of him was a two-circle warlock. Ross was burning with anxiety.

"My Lord?" On the other side, Adams was also stunned when he heard the voice. He turned to look around and saw a person slowly walking out of the forest under a big tree more than ten meters away.

Who was it?

Adams looked at the stranger.

"Ah, I was almost too late!" Eli nodded at Adams, and countless shadows instantly appeared behind him, transforming into a giant hand that grabbed at Adams. The shadow wall from before also transformed into a long spear, attacking Adams.

He didn't waste time and directly attacked.

The sudden attack also stunned Adams. However, he still conjured a wall of fire subconsciously. It should be enough.

However, he immediately realized that he was wrong. The shadow hand actually passed through the flames and grabbed him. The terrifying power made it difficult for him to breathe.

At the same time, the giant spear behind him also attacked. Adams gritted his teeth and moved to the side, allowing the giant spear to penetrate his right chest.

"How is this possible?" Adams could feel the restraint and the intense pain in his body. He gritted his teeth and looked at the nearby Eli. This level of power … He should be at the second circle already.

"Your White Tower doesn't follow the rules." Adams gritted his teeth and looked at Eli.

He wasn't a fool. A first-circle warlock couldn't do this to him. His opponent was definitely a two-circle warlock.

"Follow the rules?"

A strange expression appeared on Eli's face. "You don't have the right to say this, do you?"

"Hmph, but if you think you can kill me like this, then you're underestimating me too much. Watch me break the seal." Adams gritted his teeth and glared at Eli in anger. He was about to unseal the seal on his arm.

"Huh?"

Adams wanted to undo the seal, but he suddenly realized that there was no reaction from the seal. He turned around and saw that the seal had been cut off. It couldn't be used at all, and he couldn't release his power.

"There are many methods to hide one's strength. This might work if you run into someone else. Unfortunately, you met me. Next time, remember to choose a better sealing technique." Eli shook his head and slowly approached. historical

It wasn't difficult for him to cut off the seal in a short time using the shadow. Of course, if Adams was familiar with sealing, he could undo Eli's disruption, but it was obvious that he wasn't.

"How is that possible?"

Adams was in disbelief. Was this something a Warlock could do? Which normal Warlock would learn sealing?

He was dumbfounded, but when he saw Eli approaching, he also realized his situation.

"Don't kill me! My father is a Peak second-circle Warlock!" Adams couldn't care less about his face. He quickly begged for mercy and even explained his background.

But the next second, a wind blade flew over.

A head flew up, and blood splattered everywhere!

"You fool!" After confirming that Adams was dead, Eli pouted.

At this moment, Ross' mouth was wide open as he looked at this ridiculous scene.

What did he see?

Adams was killed by his master Herman in less than five seconds.

Ross looked at Eli in a daze as he silently took away Adams's things and walked over slowly.

"Mas-Master." Ross stammered.

"Yes, I'm here to save you. I'm leaving." Eli threw a bottle of potion at Ross, then turned around and left as if he really was just taking a trip.

Ross just stood there in a daze, looking at the potion in his hand.

He was dumbfounded.

So his Lord was that powerful? Wasn't it a bit too cowardly of him to ask Eli to run away earlier?

"Oh, right, keep this a secret!" A message came from the soul brand.

"I understand, my Lord."

…

"A mage tool and some materials. Why are there so few?"

After Eli left, he checked the items he had collected from Adams' body.

A two-circle Warlock had only collected a few materials and a one-circle magic Ring. That was too little.

If the dead Adams knew what Eli was thinking, he would be so angry that he would come back to life. He came here to kill people, so he wasn't in a hurry to collect materials.

"But this ring of will is not bad. It can increase a portion of your concentration. It's not bad." Eli kept the one-circle ring.

After dealing with this matter, Eli looked in that direction and continued to head toward the center of the arcane realm.

The collection at the periphery was almost done. It was time to go to the central area.

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170 Chimera

Eli arrived at the center of the arcane realm half an hour later.

At the center of the secret plane was a huge Mage town, filled with towers and low-rise buildings. Many of the buildings were connected by chains.

"That should be the core of the realm." Eli looked up and saw a tall mage Tower in the center of the town.

This mage Tower was completely black, and it was dozens of meters higher than other Towers.

"the elemental crystals are probably inside." Eli made a bold guess.

!!

After searching for more than half a day, he had basically finished searching the other places, but he still did not find one of his goals here, the elemental crystals.

Now, it seemed that if there were another place where it could be found, it would be here.

But to Eli's surprise, there were already a lot of people gathered outside the Town, including those from the White Tower and the Blood Alliance. None of them entered the town.

And,

Eli looked up.

In the town not far away, he could vaguely sense the explosion and consumption of a large number of bloodlines powers, as well as the gathering and scattering of elements. He could even hear waves of roars.

There seemed to be a chaotic fight inside?!

Eli frowned and walked to the back of the forest.

When he came out again, he had changed back to his original appearance. He tidied his clothes and then strode toward the White Tower warlocks.

"Lord Herman."

"My Lord."

"My Lord, you're here."

As soon as Eli walked over, many of the White Tower warlocks crowded over and asked with concern. Of course, there were also exceptions. A few late-stage first-circle warlocks looked at him in disdain. In their hearts, every one of power was a late-stage first-circle Warlock, and he had only become a member of Parliament because of Kartos.

He didn't care about these people. Instead, he asked an apprentice, "What happened inside?"

The apprentice was surprised by the sudden question, but he quickly replied, " my Lord, some people wanted to go to the Mage Tower in the center to see what was inside, but the mutated monsters gathered in the town suddenly exploded and surrounded the entire central area. Now, many people are trapped inside.

"Oh, Lord Rawls is also trapped inside." The apprentice added.

"I see!" Eli nodded and then asked, " what's the level of the mutated monsters in there? "

"They're basically first-circle monsters. Some of them are almost second-circle monsters. Otherwise, everyone would've rushed in already." A first circle sorcerer said.

"I see. I'll go in and take a look then." Eli nodded, then turned around and walked into the town.

Apprentice: "…"

He had already told him that it was dangerous inside, but master Herman still wanted to go in. This was beyond his expectations. The other first-circle warlock also frowned, but they did not stop him.

"He's a representative. We will show him face, but the mutated monsters won't show him any mercy inside!" A late-stage first-circle warlock's tone was filled with disdain for Eli.

"Indeed, but at least he has some self-awareness and didn't send us in." The other first-circle sorcerer nodded in agreement.

On the side of the blood Alliance's settlement.

"My Lord, someone from the White Tower has entered. I think it's Herman, the chairman of the White Tower." An apprentice immediately reported to the first circle warlocks after seeing this.

"Well, he's just looking for death. There must be good things in the wizard Tower, but it depends on whether he has the life to take them." The leader of the group was a late-stage first-circle warlock.

"Then, my Lord, are we just going to wait here?" Some of the apprentices hesitated.

"Let's wait for Lord Molin and Lord Adams to come. When they come, it'll be time to deal with this group of White Tower warlocks." The first-circle warlock said coldly.

The two forces outside the town were safe and sound, not because of some tacit understanding but because their strength was about the same. However, Molin and Adams had not come here yet. Once they did, it would be time for them to clean up the White Tower.

"A small faction that has been around for decades dares to compete with us!"

The Blood Alliance Warlocks sneered.

…

At the same time, in the small town, Eli's figure flickered in the shadows as he advanced quickly.

It was only after entering that he realized that the town was huge, much larger than the White Tower's camp. However, this did not affect him much. After all, he could see the tower in the center of the town whenever he looked up.

However, as he got closer, he noticed that the environment before him was gradually changing.

Layers of mist began to appear in the small towns. It was a vast expanse of white. When Eli walked into it, he realized that his perception would be suppressed by the mist, and the distance of his perception was less than fifty meters.

And in the mist, Eli also started to hear the faint sounds of battle and explosions. He headed towards the sounds of battle.

He was very fast and arrived at the source of the sound in the blink of an eye.

A few dozen meters away, two mid-stage first-circle White Tower Mages were struggling to hold off a giant creature.

"A chimera?"

When Eli saw the creature, he was a little surprised.

Chimeras were very common creatures used by dark Mages. These creatures usually relied on a certain core. They were good helpers for dark Mages in battle. This chimera looked like a Black Tiger, but it had three or four tentacles on both sides of its body. Its energy level was around the limit of the first circle.

…

"Damn it. We can't hold on any longer."

"The level of these deformed monsters is higher than we thought. In this fog, our perception is severely suppressed. It's too difficult to reach less than ten meters."

The ones fighting the chimeras were the White Tower warlocks. At this time, they had suffered many injuries and were in a difficult situation.

After dodging another attack, the Chimera's tentacles instantly wrapped around the two people's bodies and pulled towards the Chimera. Its head split open as if it wanted to swallow the two people directly.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the power of the tentacles, the two of them were instantly drowned in despair.

Suddenly, the two of them heard a terrifying roar, and then the tentacles began to loosen slowly. What shocked them was that a huge vine protruded from the ground not far away. historical

On the vines, the chimera that had almost killed them before was struggling violently.

One man reached into the Chimera's head and took out a black, low-level crystal. As soon as the crystal was taken out, the Chimera stopped moving.

"Sir Herman!"

The two of them looked at the person in front of them in shock. It was someone they had never thought of-representative Herman.

And he was actually this strong.

They used to think that Herman was a hooligan, but after seeing the scene in front of them, even a one-ring fusion beast was no match for him, they realized that they had misjudged Herman.

In that instant, the two of them recalled their misunderstanding of Eli and instantly felt ashamed.

At the same time, Eli, who was holding the black crystal, was also stunned.

He stared at the black crystal in his hand. It was about the size of a ping pong ball and weighed about 30 grams, but it exuded a strong aura of dark elements.

"Elemental crystals?" Eli was shocked. The crystal in front of him was actually an elemental crystal, and it was a dark elemental crystal. It was much more precious than ordinary elemental crystals.

The cores of the chimeras here were actually elemental crystals.

Eli pursed his lips, and his eyes gradually became serious.

He looked into the fog and heard the sounds in the distance. This was not the sound of battle. This was the sound of the summoning of elemental crystals. It was so pleasant to the ear.

He immediately turned to look at the two first-circle warlocks.

"You guys go out first. I'll go save the others," Eli said righteously.

Then, under the dumbfounded gazes of the two, he rushed into the fog.

"God, he still volunteered to go save the others." The two first-circle warlocks looked at each other and fell silent.

The elemental crystals were worthless for warlocks. Each gram of them only cost a few dozen magic stones. Therefore, they didn't think that Herman was doing this for money.

Herman was a real hero.

In an instant, their eyes were filled with admiration for Sir Herman.

They had misunderstood this powerful Warlock in the past. It turned out that he was just keeping a low profile. They had found a new idol.

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The two warlocks stayed for a while more before quickly leaving the place while Eli continued his search into the fog.

Soon, he found a new Chimera, but this time its target was not the White Tower but the Warlock of the Blood Alliance.

He wasn't so kind when facing an enemy force, so he took out a small folding stool and began to watch the battle.

In the middle of the road, a man and a beast were fighting. In the house in the distance, Eli was sitting on a small stool and watching the battle.

The one from the blood Alliance was a Warlock at the middle stage of the first circle. His opponent was a one-circle late-stage Chimera, a creature that looked like a wild boar.

!!

"Damn it, damn it!"

The Warlock saw Eli as well, but he was currently being held back and had no way out. What made him even more uncomfortable was that he was completely suppressed by the chimera, and there was nothing he could do.

Finally, ten minutes later, the chimera pierced through the Warlock's body and tore him into several pieces.

The victorious Chimera chuckled and tried to devour the Warlock's body. However, in the next second, countless shadows instantly enveloped it.

A few seconds later, the shadow dissipated, leaving behind a black crystal on the ground.

"Slightly smaller, about 40 grams." Eli walked over to pick up the core and sensed its general weight.

Then, he quickly left.

There weren't that many chimeras in the fog, so he had to hurry.

And so, in the fog, someone who destroyed the 'battle environment' suddenly appeared.

Every time he met the warlocks of the White Tower, Eli would thoughtfully help them defeat the chimeras and then send them away. And when he met the warlocks of the Blood Alliance, he would take out a small stool to watch the battle. If the Warlock could win, then he would thoughtfully give some help to the chimeras. If the warlock couldn't win, then he would wait patiently. Of course, if it was too slow, he would still intervene a little.

Just like that, the number of elemental crystals in Eli collected increased rapidly.

As time went by, the number of people searching was getting slower and slower, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. Eli also deliberately moved toward the center of the Mage Tower. He was looking forward to what was in the Tower!

..

What Eli didn't know was that everything outside was also changing.

Two hours ago.

The two warlocks ran out of the town in a sorry state and told everything about how Eli had saved them. The other warlocks had interesting expressions on their faces.

"He's that strong?"

"That's not true, right? I don't think he saved you for no reason. How could there be such a selfless person? "

"Impossible, that's impossible!"

The group of White Tower warlocks discussed animatedly, but the majority still had reservations about the words of the two warlocks. They did not quite believe that Eli was such a person.

But as time passed.

Warlocks and apprentices came out one after another, and the situation changed.

"It's true. If it wasn't for Sir Herman, I would have been dead."

"From now on, master Herman will be my idol. He saw that I was too weak, so he sent us to the entrance of the town. If it was master Rawls, he might not be like this."

"I'll be a fan of master Herman from now on. He's really something to be able to become a representative."

The warlocks who were saved by Eli gushed in praise, while the warlocks who had remained outside were dumbfounded. Their attitude towards Herman was gradually changing.

From not caring to valuing, from distrusting to trusting, from disdain to admiration.

Of course, there were still some people who looked down on Eli, such as the first one-circle later stage Warlock, who scolded Eli first. He said in disdain, "He's just a late-stage first-circle warlock. You guys can't really think that he's that strong, right? He must have some special way of dealing with chimeras. He's just a clown."

He was proud of himself, but when he looked around and saw eight or nine first-circle warlocks and a dozen zero-circle apprentices glaring at him, he suddenly shriveled up and did not dare to speak.

He had to admit that he had spoken a little too loudly just now.

Finally, under the kind persuasion of the warlocks, he lowered his head and said, "I'm an idiot."

..

Eli didn't know that the outside world's view of him had changed so much. Even if he knew, he wasn't in the mood to care because he had already arrived on the roof not far away from the Mage Tower.

He raised his head and looked forward.

The Black Mage tower was more than a hundred meters tall, piercing through the White mist like a dark spear that tore through the light. It was tall and solemn, and at this moment, a one-on-one battle was taking place under this solemn Magus tower.

It didn't make sense to call it a one-on-one because, at this time, in addition to one man and one Chimera, there were seven or eight people scattered on the ground. They were from the White Tower and the Blood Alliance, but without exception, they were all first-circle warlocks.

To be able to kill so many warlocks here, the opponent was naturally not simple.

The chimera looked like a giant, five or six meters tall, and its body burned with cold blue flames. Its eyes were only the size of green beans, but the aura it gave off was not weak at all. It was a two-circle chimera.

His opponent was someone that Eli was very familiar with. It was Rawls who had previously gone deep into the mist. He was also in a very bad state at the moment.

"Are they all dead?" Rawls took a deep breath as he looked around.

Some of the seven or eight corpses were intact, some were broken, and they were scattered nearby. The ground had long been stained with blood. Even he was already at the end of his battle.

An hour ago, they came here with the Blood Alliance. They were supposed to be the ones fighting, but the sudden appearance of a two-circle Chimera changed everything.

They had no choice but to team up against such a powerful opponent, but they quickly realized the difference between a first-circle and second-circle creature. Even if it was a Chimera with limited intelligence, it was still not something they could defeat.

He was the only one left now, but his bloodline power had almost been completely burned out, so he was completely powerless to resist.

Therefore, when the ice flame giant walked to his side and grabbed him with one hand, he didn't even move and just accepted his fate.

The ice flame giant picked him up and was about to stuff him into its mouth. It could replenish its energy.

"I'm going to die. historical

"It's a pity that I couldn't defeat Herman even once in my death." Rawls felt his head becoming heavier and heavier.

The biggest regret of his life was not being able to defeat Herman, not in terms of combat power, but in other aspects.

However, it didn't seem like a big deal to die with regrets.

"Goodbye, world." Rawls 'consciousness gradually faded.

Finally, his eyes slowly closed, and he was about to fall unconscious. Just as his eyes were about to close, a familiar figure seemed to appear in his blurry vision.

Herman?

Rawls sensed that figure unconsciously. He could never forget about that figure for the rest of his life. It must be a fantasy before his death.

Just like that, Rawls fell into a coma with regret.

At the same time, a shadow turned into a crescent moon and arrived at the arm of the blue flame giant in the blink of an eye. It was like a swallow flying across the blue and white sky.

One of the blue flame giant's arms was broken in a split second, causing Rawls to fall down. However, a shadow caught him and threw him aside.

Bang!

Rawls directly knocked down a big tree. He was thrown far away from the battlefield.

"A second-circle chimera should have a valuable core, right?" Eli looked at the blue flame giant, his eyes shining.

In the next second, the entire area within a hundred meters was covered in shadows. One by one, skeletons wrapped in shadows appeared and fused with each other. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight second-circle shadow skeletons appeared.

In their hands were hammer bones condensed from shadows, and their bodies were covered in shadows.

The 2nd-circle combination spell, shadow-skeleton combination, used the basic undead manipulation as the main base. With a bit of combination spell and a bit of shadow from the dragon bloodline, this simple spell was formed, and its power reached the 2nd circle.

It just so happened that this spell had not been tested yet, so today was just right.

The blue flame giant, "…"

His pea-sized eyes looked at the seven or eight two-circle skeletons. He didn't have much intelligence, to begin with, so he felt that something was wrong. However, it was too late. The skeletons had already attacked.

Three minutes later, the blue flame giant's body fell to the ground with a loud thud, accompanied by a powerless wail.

A shadow reached into the giant's body and took out an elemental crystal the size of a fist. It then moved over considerably and placed it into Eli's hand.

In just three minutes, a two-circle Chimera had died.

The battle was over.

"It's almost 500 grams!"

Eli looked at the crystal. It was the largest elemental crystal he had ever seen, and in terms of quality, it was much higher than those he had seen before. It would be a waste to use it, so he decided to keep it for now.

"Let's go to the mage Tower first." After cleaning up the battlefield, Eli came to the Tower.

The bronze door was carved with a complicated spell formation, but unfortunately, as time passed, the spell formation was already lacking in energy supply, so Eli's skeleton could only push it open directly.

The shadow-covered skeleton walked in directly while Eli was sensing through the skeleton from the outside.

It entered the first floor of the Tower.

The first floor seemed to be the place for experiments. The walls of the tower were shelves with various items placed on them. The center was an experimental area where the apprentices used to work.

However, there weren't many things on the first floor. Most of the things on the shelves had lost their extraordinary characteristics with the passage of time.

In the end, Eli only found three of them that were of value.

They were Moses ore, undead crystals, and Sodis tentacles. historical

The first item was a type of ore. According to how valuable it was now, it should be a third-circle material. The second item was an undead crystal, which was a soul crystal formed from powerful undead. The third item was a creature's tentacle.

The three materials were not a big problem. When he was almost done with his alchemy, he would directly use the ores and undead crystals to upgrade his mage weapon. The tentacle could also be used to refine wizard weapons.

Other than that, there were also a few large experimental pieces of equipment on the first floor. Eli accepted them happily. Compared to the equipment in the White Tower, this experimental equipment might be slightly older, but they were all top-notch and might be very helpful to Eli's experiments.

After exploring the first floor, the skeleton went up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor seemed to be a place to rest and receive guests. After searching for a while, it found nothing. With regret, the skeleton continued to explore.

In fact, the tower was relatively clean. There were a total of seven floors, but only a few items were harvested, which made Eli feel a little regretful.

However, on the seventh level, which was also the last level, there was a small accident.

"A defensive spell formation?"

Looking at the spell formation covering the door in front of him, Eli realized that there might really be something inside.

From the spell formation, it was obvious that its master wanted to protect the things inside. However, as time passed, the spell formation was already showing signs of damage, so Eli immediately started looking for an opening.

Half an hour later, the spell formation disappeared, and the door slowly opened.

The scene inside was immediately reflected in Eli's eyes.

It was a small study room, about a few dozen square meters in size. The layout was simple, with only a bookshelf, a desk, and a sofa.

The bookshelves were filled with books, and a crystal ball was placed on the table.

A crystal ball?

The skeleton's undead flame bloomed. This was good stuff.

Without any hesitation, the skeleton started to check.

The books on the bookshelves were a mix of good and bad. There were ordinary encyclopedias and books that involved knowledge, mainly about black magic. Among them, there were also some about sacrificial offerings and even experiments on extracting souls.

Of course, there were also some interesting ones, such as biological modifications. He wasn't that interested in the biological modification part, but he was very interested in the modification of the five senses. He was going to go back and do some research. The fog had caused him some trouble this time. If his five senses were heightened, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

After checking the books, Eli began to walk toward the crystal ball.

After checking and making sure there were no problems, Eli went in to check the crystal ball.

"Damn!"

At the same time, below the Tower, Eli let out a gasp of surprise.

What the f * ck!

The crystal ball contained nothing else but a legacy for mages. It recorded in detail the training of mages below the third circle.

After all, it was recorded in a low-level meditation technique called wood Spirit's sky. It also recorded a large number of elemental spells. From the first circle to the third circle, the number of spells reached thousands.

These were all things that he happened to lack.

He did have a mage legacy already, but it was good to have more. However, the greatest reward was still the elemental spell.

He hadn't learned many elemental spells. He mostly used shadow bloodline talents. This was partly because he was too weak and partly because he didn't have many spell models, to begin with.

Although the spells in the crystal ball were mainly elemental spells, there were still some other types of spells, and there was even a divination spell.

This made Eli very surprised.

Divination was a hard school to master because it involved fate and time.

The divination spell in the crystal ball was a special spell that had no level. It was called the Dice of Fate.

The effect was very simple, and that was to predict the possibility of an incident!

This spell required a special dice, which could receive the power of fate. Before throwing the dice, the caster should think of an incident to divine, and the dice would display numbers one to six. The higher the number, the higher the probability.

It was a very powerful spell, but it had a lot of restrictions. The first condition was that the mage had to have the time element talent, which was very rare. However, Eli did have this talent. Eli discovered this when he was training. It might be related to his immortality.

The second condition was the price.

After all, the spell was to pry into fate. This was no ordinary matter, so one had to pay a great price. This could be a large number of soul crystals or a large number of other prices.

There was even a note at the end.

[ note: do not pay the price yourself. It will consume a large amount of the wizard's life force! ]

At first, Eli was still a little conflicted about where to find resources. After all, the condensation of soul crystals required a large number of recently dead creatures, but after seeing the note, Eli's heart calmed down.

This was a good thing!

This spell was his greatest reward this time. He also believed that this was sorcery that would benefit him for life. In the future, if he were to do something, he would be able to make a prophecy first, and he would not have to be so cautious when doing things.

Bang!

At the same time, Eli heard an explosion in the distance and realized that there might be a battle outside, so he sped up his search.

Ten minutes later, the skeleton left the Tower with everything.

After putting everything away, Eli carried Rawls in one hand and quickly headed out of the town.

A minute later, Eli arrived outside the town.

All the warlocks' eyes widened when they saw the people that Eli had brought.

"This is Lord Rawls." Everyone looked at the person that Eli was casually carrying and exclaimed in shock.

After such a long time, they even thought that Rawls had died. They didn't expect that he would be rescued by Lord Herman. They could only say that Herman was too powerful.

"He's seriously injured. Someone come and take care of him." Eli said casually.

Someone immediately came over to take care of Rawls.

The others were all looking at Eli, waiting for him to give the next order. Most of them had been saved by Herman and were willing to listen to his orders.

"My Lord, what should we do next?" One of the first circle warlocks asked.

"There are still six hours left, Sir. Molin and Adams haven't arrived yet. Why don't we take advantage of this time to snatch Blood Alliance's resources? " Some warlocks suggested.

With the large number of warlocks from the Blood Alliance dying in the mage town, their strength was no longer as good as theirs.

Eli nodded.

"But Sir Herman, what if Molin and Adams come?" The Warlock asked.

Eli fell into deep thought, then said with a solemn expression, " how about this? You can go plunder the Blood Alliance now. I'll get 20% of what you get. Once Molin or Adams come, I'll block them for you!"

"Really? thank you so much, my Lord." Everyone's eyes lit up. They had to give Eli 20 % of their reward, but Eli had promised to block the biggest threat. This was a good deal.

No one doubted that Herman could stop the two of them. After all, he had saved so many people from chimeras.

Sir Herman was generous!

"Thank you, my Lord." Everyone expressed their gratitude.

"Sigh, it's all for the White Tower," Eli said righteously.

He had already killed Molin and Adams, so what was the risk?

It was perfect!

173 Dick's Defeat

The hunt began.

In the next few hours, the White Tower warlocks had a great time. They began to join forces to kill the warlocks of the blood Alliance and snatch their resources.

At first, the blood Alliance had wanted to resist, but because Molin and Adams weren't around and a lot of their combat power had been exhausted in the town, they were no match for the White Tower at all. It was a one-sided battle.

On the other hand, Eli didn't join in on the hunt. Since people were working for him, there was no need for him to do it himself. He began to explore the mage Town, collecting a large number of resources.

..

"Damn it, damn it, these damn White Tower warlocks." A late-stage one-circle sorcerer was fleeing in the forest, and behind him were three late-stage one-circle White Tower warlocks.

"Stop, you can't run. Hand over all your loot." A Warlock looked at him and shouted.

"Get lost!

"I'm telling you. When Lord Molin and Lord Adams come, you'll be in big trouble!" He shouted loudly, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.

Because at this point, even he was no longer confident. He had deep doubts in his heart.

Why haven't the two lords shown themselves yet?

They had been bullied by the White Tower, and the two had not shown up.

Could it be that the two have already met with mishaps? But how was that possible? Could it be that there was someone in this secret realm who could kill the two of them? It was almost impossible.

However, there seemed to be traces of mutated monsters in the second circle. Could it be that the two of them had already entered the town and then …

The Warlock's eyes were wide open, and he could not believe his own guess.

"Damn it, damn it, it's impossible." He shook his head.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, two warlocks suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked again and saw that they were the warlocks of the White Tower.

"I'm done for!" The Warlock's face was filled with despair.

..

In the blink of an eye, another three hours had passed. historical

There were only three minutes left before the end of the expedition.

Eli stood on top of a tower in the Town and looked around.

Compared to a few hours ago, the secret realm was quiet at this time because most of the people in the secret realm were the White Tower's warlocks. The warlocks of the Blood Alliance were either in hiding or dead.

As for Molin and Adams, they had yet to show up. This made the warlocks of the Blood Alliance realize something.

Their Lords might have already died.

"Hey, it's almost time." He looked at the time again. There was still one minute left.

..

On the altar outside the secret realm.

A large group of people had already gathered, with Dick and Kratos standing at the front.

"Kratos, I hope that I won't see a single Warlock from the White Tower later. That would be interesting." Dick's lips curled up as he laughed.

"You should worry about your people." Kratos retorted, but his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Half a day ago, he had received news that Adams, who had been at the limit of One Circle in the Blood Alliance, had disappeared for a period of time before the event. No one knew what had happened.

Kratos felt that there might be a problem.

"What's wrong? you say you're not worried, but that's not what your expression says." Looking at Kratos's worried expression, Dick said smugly.

In his opinion, there was no chance of an accident this time.

Adams, who was in the second circle, was going to fight against the apprentices in the first circle. Wasn't that like a Wolf entering a pack of wolves?

Of course, it was also possible that the White Tower did not follow the rules, but from what they knew, the few late-stage first-circle warlocks of the White Tower were very inexperienced. Even Rawls, who had reached his limit, had only broken through not long ago, so it was impossible for him to be a second-circle sorcerer. Otherwise, he would not be so confident.

"The expedition has ended!"

Suddenly, someone pointed at the secret realm and shouted.

Dick and Kratos turned their heads to look at the gate of the secret plane, and a huge vortex appeared again.

Dick had a confident smile on his face as he waited for the warlocks from the Blood Alliance to come out.

Very quickly, the first person came out.

"Eh, we're out?

"damn it, I almost snatched the resources from the Blood Alliance warlocks. What bad luck."

A Warlock of the White Tower walked out and cursed.

The first one to come out was the White Tower's Warlock.

Kratos knew this first circle sorcerer, and he asked in surprise, "Hugo, what's the situation inside?"

"We were just chasing a Warlock from the Blood Alliance. We were about to kill him, but we were suddenly teleported out." The Warlock sighed.

Kratos was stunned. The situation seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined!

Dick was speechless.

The Warlock didn't hide his voice, so he could hear it clearly. This made him a little confused.

"What's going on? Didn't Adams kill these first-circle White Tower warlocks? " He whispered doubtfully, "It should be an accident. Everything should be normal after that."

"What's the current situation inside?" Kratos asked.

"One-sided!" The apprentice replied.

"It's one-sided!" Dick's eyes brightened. It seemed like nothing major had happened.

Kratos, on the other hand, shook his head and sighed. It seemed that the situation was not good this time.

"What's wrong, my Lord? this time, we're the ones suppressing the Blood Alliance!" The Warlock was puzzled. Did he not make it clear?

White Tower was suppressing the Alliance of ten thousand blood?!

Everyone was stunned. How was this possible?

"Yeah. Master Herman saved a lot of our lives in the wizard Town, including mine. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in this state." The Warlock added.

"Herman?" Kratos blinked his eyes.

Not far away, Dick's eyes were wide open. He couldn't accept this. How was this possible?

With Adams, how could this have happened? Then, the Warlock named Hugo told them everything about their experience, how Herman saved them, and how the warlocks from the Blood Alliance were hunted down.

During this process, Kratos was gasping for air while Dick was in disbelief. He waited for the people from the Blood Alliance to come out and tell him what exactly happened inside.

After a few seconds, another person came out. It was also from the White Tower, an apprentice.

After some understanding, it was similar to what the first Warlock had said.

Dick was obviously a little flustered, but Kratos slowly smiled.

When the tenth person to come out was still the White Tower Warlock, Dick was already covered in a cold sweat. Kratos, on the other hand, laughed and mocked Dick loudly.

At this moment, Kratos was extremely pleased.

Dick didn't say a word and continued to wait for the Warlocks from the Blood Alliance.

Half an hour later, more than twenty warlocks from the White Tower came out. Finally, a blood Alliance Warlock who was at the late stage of the first circle appeared.

The Warlock was covered in blood, and his bloodline power was weak, but there was a sense of surprise and joy in his eyes. He looked at the blue and white sky and said, "I'm finally out."

"Justin, it's you. Tell me what happened inside." Before he could react, his shoulder was already grabbed. He raised his head and saw Dick with bloodshot eyes.

"My Lord," The Warlock was also shocked.

"Quickly tell me what happened inside. Where's Molin and Adams?" Dick asked loudly, his tone urgent.

"my Lord, our people are almost all killed inside. Master Molin and master Adams didn't even show up. I suspect that they might be dead. Traces of second-circle mutated chimeras have been found in the mage Town." The Warlock quickly organized his words.

Dick was stunned, dumbfounded.

He might be dead?!

He was a second-circle Warlock! How could he die in a secret plane like this? Moreover, Adams was a second-circle genius from the same clan as him.

"Impossible, impossible." Dick broke out in a cold sweat and his face twitched.

At this time, the people in the secret realm had basically come out. The White Tower's side had more than eighty people, while the blood Alliance only had a dozen.

Finally, Eli walked out and joined the White Tower. The secret plane slowly closed, but Molin and Adams still hadn't come out.

"We're finished!" Seeing that the secret realm was closed and the two still didn't come out, Dick became desperate.

This secret plane was very special. If there were no energy, it would automatically teleport people out. Molin and Adams hadn't come out yet, which meant that they were probably dead.

However, just because he was aware of it didn't mean that he could accept it. A two-circle warlock had died in a medium-grade secret realm. This was too ridiculous. How could this be possible?

"No, no, there's definitely something wrong with the White Tower people."

He straightened his body and looked sharply at Eli, who was leading the group, and Rawls, who was still unconscious and said, " there's definitely something wrong with all of you. I'm going to check every single one of you."

His sharp gaze was fixed on them, and many warlocks tensed up. On the other hand, Eli's gaze was calm, and he was confident.

"Go to hell. White Tower people are not something you can investigate as you please!" Sure enough, Kratos stood between the two parties and said domineeringly.

"If you want to fight, just say it!" Kratos's eyes were also sharp, and he emitted a powerful aura.

In terms of combat power, he was stronger than Dick.

Dick exploded in anger again, but he didn't say anything.

He had no choice, he really couldn't win.

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174 High Bounty

Naturally, Dick's plan was unsuccessful. After all, Eli was a member of the White Tower, and the White Tower stood behind him.

Dick had a stomach full of pent-up anger that he couldn't vent.

He couldn't just say that Adams was in the second-circle, right? If he did, they would be guilty. So he could only give up.

He had to suffer in silence, and this was his current situation.

As for the cause of Adams and Molin's deaths, he guessed that it might really be a second-circle mutated monster in the secret plane. Of course, it could also be that there was a hidden second-circle warlock in the White Tower.

However, this was only a guess. No one knew what exactly had happened.

Just like that, a day later, Dick brought his men and left the place dejectedly.

The ownership of the secret realm naturally belonged to the White Tower. After all, there were only a dozen or so people from the Blood Alliance left, and there was almost no comparison.

They had suffered heavy losses. Not only did they lose a large number of warlocks, but they also lost Adams, a second-circle warlock, and a medium-scale secret plane.

On the other side, many warlocks were telling the story of how Eli had saved everyone. This changed everyone's opinion of him, and almost all of the warlocks in this batch were truly grateful to him.

They were grateful to him for saving them.

In such an atmosphere, Rawls finally woke up one day later.

After waking up, he heard the stories told by the others and knew that it was really Eli who had saved him. The scene before his assumed death was actually real, and this made him fall into silence.

He clearly remembered that he was facing a two-circle creature.

This even made him doubt his life. When he saw Eli, he didn't have his previous attitude, but he looked at him with a complicated expression.

Life was like a play!

..

Three days later.

Eli and the others returned to the White Tower.

The others went to the tower to calculate their points and exchange them for resources, but Eli didn't care about this and quietly returned to his Tower.

With their return, the matter regarding Eli fermented for a short period of time. After hearing the story, many people's attitudes toward him changed. After all, everyone hoped that their superior was someone who could save them if they were in trouble.

Another three days passed.

Eli received Kratos' request to meet, and the two met.

"Well done, Herman."

As soon as Eli came in, Kratos patted him on the shoulder.

"This is what I should do."

"Let's sit down and talk," Kratos pulled Eli to the side of the sofa, and the two sat down.

"What business does my Lord have with me?" Eli asked curiously.

" Because of your performance in the secret plane this time, you've also been rewarded with 50000 points, which you can exchange for supplies and even missions," Kratos said.

"Yes."

"But today I got you here not for this matter." Kratos shook his head and then took out a wanted list.

Eli took it. The portrait was of him, and the wanted price under it was 30000 low-grade magic stones. The party who issued the wanted article was the Blood Alliance, and their logo was engraved on it. It was real.

"There is a bounty on me?" Eli frowned.

The Blood Alliance seemed to hate him to the bone!

"That's right. You're on the wanted list, so you'd better stay in the White Tower for the time being. With this price, even a person in the Second circle would be tempted." Kratos said. historical

"Okay, I understand." Eli nodded.

This was 30000 magic stones. The blood Alliance made a huge investment.

Fortunately, he didn't have any plans to go out. After all, it would take a lot of time to learn all kinds of spells, alchemy, and divination.

He also needed time to digest the elemental crystals further.

In any case, the White Tower would provide him with resources, and he only needed to develop slowly in the White Tower. He had made up his mind that he would not leave the White Tower until he had developed to his current limit.

As for the blood required for the devouring spell, he could slowly buy it from the White Tower. After all, it was normal for warlocks to buy blood. As for the mage camp, he would let them slowly develop.

Therefore, the next step was to slowly develop.

..

Time passed by slowly.

The news that Herman was wanted caused a huge sensation at first.

After all, a first-circle warlock's bounty was so high that many wild sorcerers were naturally tempted. However, when they came to the outside of the White Tower in twos and threes, ready to hunt for Eli, they discovered a problem.

This guy didn't come out.

That's right. He didn't come out at all. Some people even heard that this guy rarely came out of his tower, which made many warlocks extremely confused.

After all, warlocks basically relied on their bloodlines to grow, and in general, battles were the most convenient way to develop bloodlines. In battles, bloodlines could be activated the fastest, which was extremely beneficial to the growth of warlocks. Plus, this was the most efficient way to gather blood.

As for the other methods, potions and research would naturally have a certain effect, but very few warlocks would do so. Since there were simpler methods, why would they choose the more difficult methods?

Therefore, they were very depressed. However, they still chose to wait.

They refused to believe that Eli wouldn't come out.

They could afford to waste a few years anyway.

A year later, Eli still did not leave the house. Most warlocks were still full of confidence and were basically still waiting. Only a few people left. After all, the benefits were too great.

Two years later.

At this moment, some people had already begun to waver. They only felt that Eli was really a strange person, and another group of people left.

Three years later.

At this time, many people were already a little numb. Some warlocks who were reluctant to give up their previous efforts continued to wait, while most of the others had left.

Five years later.

At this moment, even the most patient warlocks sighed and turned to leave.

They really couldn't wait any longer.

It was ridiculous that Eli hadn't left the White Tower for five years.

How could there be such a Warlock?

And among all of them, there was still one person who had not left.

"Herman, I want you dead!!"

Outside the White Tower, an old man with white hair, black eyes, and wearing a gray Warlock robe was hiding in a cave outside the White Tower, waiting.

His name was Sores, a second-circle giant kemoyin serpent Warlock. He was also Adams's grandfather, and Adams was the only bloodline of his dead son, as well as his only family.

He was here to ambush Eli.

The reason was simple. Every Warlock of the giant kemoyin serpent clan had a soul lamp in their clan, which allowed them to check on the Warlock's condition. After an inspection, they discovered that Adams had not been killed by a chimera, but by a Warlock.

But they didn't know who the killer was. In the end, after thinking for a long time, they decided that it was most likely Eli.

To an old Warlock who had lost his only bloodline, he would rather kill the wrong person than let his grandson's potential killer go.

"It's only been five years. I don't believe you won't come out in ten years!" He pursed his lips, and his wrinkled old face made a ferocious expression.

One should never doubt the impact of losing one's only blood relative on an old man.

Five years later.

Sores was silent.

It had been a full ten years, and this fellow still had not come out?

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175 Rawls' Refusal

"Is it normal to not leave the house for ten years?"

How could this be normal?

Sores thought that he had met many people in his life, all kinds of weirdos, but Eli trumped all of them. historical

He had learned something new.

Eli hadn't left the house for ten years.

However, he had to avenge his grandson, so Sores could only start thinking of other ways.

So he returned to the blood Alliance and finally found the leader of the blood Alliance. He requested to get spies into the White Tower. At first, the leader was very unwilling, but in front of a large amount of wealth promised by Sores, he finally nodded and agreed.

Ten days later, Sores returned. After some consideration, Sores thought he had chosen someone who had a conflict with Herman and had always disliked him.

Rawls, one of the representatives of the White Tower.

"Rawls, a two-circle Warlock who advanced a year ago, is currently a genius-level figure in the White Tower forces. He's a rising star in the future and is an excellent genius in all aspects, well-known by many.

"However, he has always been unhappy with Herman and has always wanted to kick him out of his position. I guessed that there might be some conflict between the two of them, and this stemmed from the time when he was in the shadow lizard Warlock camp." Sores nodded.

He wanted to get Herman out of the White Tower, and this person should be able to do it.

So, one night, he had the lurker send a letter to Rawls.

..

"I want to talk to you about Herman. Meet me in the center of the crying forest."

On the other side, Rawls was frowning as he read the letter with a dumbfounded expression.

Compared to ten years ago, his aura was much more powerful now. He had also become a second circle warlock and was an influential figure in the White Tower. Many people praised him, but he knew that he was still lacking, especially compared to Herman.

He had been with this guy for almost a hundred years. He had once wanted to defeat and drive this guy away.

However, the incident in the secret realm ten years ago left him with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he was confused about how Eli had saved him. Although Eli had said that it wasn't him after the incident and that the Chimera had just left, how could he believe it? After all, he had seen his figure with his own eyes.

Secondly, he clearly remembered that the chimeras he fought back then were in the second circle. Even now, Rawls wasn't confident he could defeat it.

Although he didn't know how strong Herman was, he knew that Herman was definitely very strong. In fact, he was ridiculously strong. Ten years had passed, and Herman was probably even stronger than before. This made him feel a little desperate.

Therefore, when a letter suddenly appeared in front of his door, he had mixed feelings.

"Let's just meet. There shouldn't be any big problems. What does the owner of this letter want? " Roars frowned. The crying forest was just at the edge of the White Tower. At this distance, he was absolutely safe.

After putting away the letter, he put on a black suit and set off.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the location mentioned in the letter. There was already a man wearing a black robe and a mask waiting there.

"Rawls, nice to meet you." Sores said in a hoarse voice while wearing a mask.

"Who are you?" Rawls asked with a frown.

"You don't need to know who I am. I just want to ask you one question. Do you dislike Herman? " Sores did not answer but asked instead.

"Yes." Ross nodded. There was nothing much to say about this matter.

"That's good." Under the mask, Sores revealed a smile and released his two-circle late-stage aura. He said, "I can help you deal with him, but I have a condition. You have to help me lure him out of the White Tower."

Sores was stunned. The person in front of him was actually a late-stage second-circle Warlock. He was a little dumbfounded. Moreover, was he actually going to deal with Herman? was it for the reward?

"You want to deal with Herman?" He asked.

"Yes," Sores replied with certainty.

"You?" Rawls glanced at Sores and said in a strange tone.

Judging from the operation ten years ago, he guessed that Herman was at least a late-stage second-circle sorcerer or even stronger.

Sores also raised his eyebrows. What did this mean? Rawls was looking down on him.

"Forget it. I'm leaving. You can't do this." Rawls threw a glance at that man before turning around and leaving.

Sores was speechless.

What do you mean I can't do this?

"Hey, I just need you to help me lure him out. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right? I have one less enemy, and you have one less opponent. Isn't that good? " Sores shouted, trying to save the situation.

This was a little different from what he had thought!

"Get lost!" Rawls snorted coldly. "first of all, I don't think you can kill Herman. You don't have the ability.

"Second, why do you think I will help you? Let me tell you. I will definitely defeat Herman, but not in this way. I, Rawls, disdained using this method. I want to defeat him fair and square.

"Lastly, you should leave as soon as possible because once you return, I will report you. Also, do not try to attack me here. You won't be able to kill me in a short time, but the White Tower will definitely notice, and you'll be dead before you can kill me."

After saying that, Rawls turned around and left. However, after walking more than 10 steps, he turned around and glanced at Solis, spitting, "What bad luck, you're wasting my time."

No ability? Was I too weak?

At this moment, Sores was looking at Rawls' back with a dumbfounded expression.

Which part of the plan went wrong? It shouldn't have!

'It's completely different than what I've imagined. What on earth happened? or is Rawls really that kind of person?'

Ridiculous!

However, this wasn't the time to think about this. He knew that he should really leave. He believed that Rawls would really report this to his superior, and after that, Sores wouldn't be able to come here anytime soon.

At least not for the time being.

"F*ck, forget it. White Tower and blood Alliance will have a battle sooner or later." He gritted his teeth and quickly disappeared into the forest.

He couldn't figure out how this could have happened.

..

"A late-stage second-circle Warlock?"

A day later, in the tower, Eli looked at the message from the Council.

A second-circle warlock had actually contacted Rawls, trying to trick him out, but he was reported by Rawls.

To be honest, it was a little funny.

"Sigh, it's a pity he chose the wrong person." Eli pursed his lips. He knew Rawls very well. Although he had some strange habits, he was indeed an upright person.

He wouldn't do such a thing. This was also the reason why Eli kept him alive. If this person really had the intention to kill him, why would he keep him?

However, he was a little surprised by Rawls 'unyielding attitude.

The only question he had was why there was a second circle Warlock waiting outside to ambush him. Fortunately, he had never planned to go out, or he would be in danger if he was ambushed.

"Forget it, forget it. The White Tower will take care of this. I'll just do what I have to do!" Eli shook his head and walked into the secret plane.

There were still many things on his list that had not been completed!

The first was the progress of his level. His mental force had already reached 80 points. The elemental essence conversion had also reached 82 points. He was getting closer and closer to the limit of the first circle. His bloodline had also reached the late stage of the second circle.

Next was the various learning processes. He had learned a part of spells, but he was slowly mastering alchemy. He was not very familiar with it, and it would take time. Lastly, the Dice of Fate, which he had not even started on. Eli had slightly underestimated the difficulty of this spell.

However, this was normal. After all, this involved fate, and it was still a little too advanced for him at the moment. It was destined that he would need a long time to master it. However, he was very patient. He was determined to get his hands on this spell.

For him, what he needed the most now was to develop silently.

In any case, he would not leave this place until he had settled everything.

Time was still on his side.

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Ten years later.

Eli's elemental compatibility had already reached 87%, and his mental power had also reached 86 points with the help of the potion. He was getting closer and closer to the second circle, and his bloodline had already reached the limit of the second circle.

At this point, Eli even thought of breaking through to his third circle bloodline in advance.

It was not easy to break through to become a third-circle warlock. Not only did it require a lot of materials, but there was also an important step, which was the fusion of bloodline and mental power. This made Eli a little hesitant.

If he fused his bloodline, what about his magic power?

After all, he was a mage. Of course, he didn't completely give up on his bloodline, but he felt that he needed to study it carefully.

And in other aspects, everything was normal for him.

He was learning spells at a steady rate, and his mastery of alchemy was also getting stronger and stronger. The only regret was that he still hadn't reached the beginner-level understanding of the Dice of fate mage tool.

He only had one evaluation of this tool, and that was that it was difficult.

Eli even felt that this was a spell tool that only a celestial could master, and the difficulty was simply outrageous. Whether it was the structure of the model or the analysis, none of the mage knowledge he had learned could compare to it.

Eli had been very patient for a long time. He had spent almost 100 years studying the endless devouring spell. He did not believe that he could not handle this Dice of Fate.

Speaking of the endless devouring spell, Eli had more than ten ideas for the second seal. He was still in the first stage, and similarly, he needed a lot of time and energy.

Eli's idea involved trial and error. This was where the mage camp came in.

Compared to 20 years ago, the scale of the campsite was much larger. There were more than 20 first-circle Mages, and Tijie was about to break through to the second circle. It was one of the largest campsites in the South of the West Coast where Eli was located. historical

Eli would also exchange a large number of resources from the camp every year. Just because he didn't go out didn't mean that he was cut off from the outside world. After all, he still had quite a number of people under him.

He usually asked Ross for help.

Speaking of Ross, in the arcane realm 20 years ago, he was ranked first on the resource list. Of course, this had something to do with Eli's absence in the first half of the expedition. After all, why would an adult compete with children? However, it also made him a little famous.

Last year, with the help of Eli and Kratos, Ross entered the Parliament and was promoted to handle foreign relations.

Eli usually relied on him to do things outside.

Of course, he wouldn't let him go too far away. Eli only asked him to place the resources at the designated location, and then the mage camp people would go and get them. As for the few people under Eli, he usually wouldn't let them come into contact with each other.

..

Another ten years passed.

Eli's mental power had finally reached the limit of the first circle.

At this point, he could already prepare for a breakthrough. Similar to the breakthrough of a second-circle Warlock, the breakthrough of a second-circle mage was also dependent on a singular point. And that was mainly a breakthrough in mental force.

There were three distinct stages between a second circle mage and a first circle mage. They were divided into liquid, gas, and crystal according to the state of their spiritual force.

The performance of each stage was as different as the sky and the earth. The change brought about was much more powerful.

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Ten years later.

Eli had broken through.

It was an ordinary night. In the secret plane, Elie had consumed more than ten bottles of Khorin-No. 3 potions (second-circle potion), and then he had broken through to become a second-circle mage.

"So this is the second circle?" Eli felt the mist-like spiritual power in his consciousness.

In terms of combat power, 10 first-circle mages could barely compete with him. The strong power of the will could severely suppress and weaken low-level mages.

"Since I've made a breakthrough, all kinds of alchemy tools can be upgraded. My research on alchemy is almost done…" Eli pondered.

The breakthrough was a big deal to him, but it was also a small matter. There were still many things to do next.

For example, how to train his mental power and change its state, whether to train it step by step through meditation or other means, these were all problems.

In short, the revolution had not yet succeeded, and everything still needed to be worked on.

"I can do this!" Eli encouraged himself and left the wizard Tower.

Today, he would go to the White Tower for entertainment and relax his mind and body. After all, an immortal still had to pay attention to his mental state.

A day later.

Eli went back to work.

..

Ten years later.

"I've incorporated some new materials into this staff, and it's at the second circle. I'll call it the Morris staff."

Eli looked at the table in front of him.

There was a wizard's staff on the table. It didn't make sense to call it a staff. After all, no staff would be made of hard metal, and the head would be made of hard Amethyst. It could even be a melee weapon. It was mainly made by Eli in consideration of Warlock combat.

Other than this, there were three other items on the table.

A 2nd circle purple leather armor, a 2nd ring circle robe, and a pair of 2nd circle boots.

They were all weapons crafted from the shadow Dragon's leather skin. Combined with Eli's talent, he had crafted three fine-grade two-circle equipment.

The first one could increase Eli's physical strength and physical defense. The second was a wizard robe that came with a wizard barrier. It had an outstanding defense against elemental attacks. The boots could speed up Eli's movement speed, and by controlling the airflow, it could allow Eli to float and move in the air, making it a perfect item for escape.

In order to refine these three tools, Eli expended a lot of energy and a lot of resources, but fortunately, it was all worth it, as it could increase his survival ability.

And what surprised Eli in the same year was that his Dice of Fate spell had finally made a little progress, entering a slow analysis process, and everything was getting better and better.

"Sigh, now that I think about it, it's been fifty years since I left the White Tower."

In a daze, Eli suddenly remembered that he had not left the White Tower for fifty years.

This might be due to the hundred years of training in the secret realm of the shadow dragon. Now, he did not feel depressed or uncomfortable when training alone. Instead, he felt very relaxed. He could feel his knowledge being enriched little by little every day, and his combat power was getting stronger little by little. It felt quite good.

At this moment, no one was waiting to ambush him outside. Even the most patient hunter would not wait for fifty years. This left Sores dumbfounded.

He had nothing to say about this.

He thought that ten years was a long time, but Eli actually stayed in the White Tower for fifty years. Was this something a normal person could do?

He was truly convinced.

"Hmm, after I fuse the Dice of Fate and the undead crystal into my second circle, I can go out for a walk."

Eli took a deep breath. After fifty years, he was finally almost done digesting his gains.

…

Another five years passed.

Eli enhanced the earring that he had 'borrowed' from Gino, allowing his mental power attack to reach the second circle level. It was considered a pretty good mage weapon.

However, after becoming a second-circle wizard, his powerful mental strength made him realize a problem. There was actually a trace of the undead soul in it, which was outrageous.

If it weren't for the fact that Eli had reached the second circle, he wouldn't have even known that there was such a dangerous thing hidden inside the mage weapon.

It was a good thing that he had discovered it in time, and this allowed him to take the initiative. To a wizard, controlling the soul of an undead was equivalent to controlling the undead itself. He also observed that this undead seemed to be in the late stage of the second-circle and was still quietly growing.

This made Eli smile. After all, undead were very good materials, and it was rare to see one at this level. He was looking forward to the day this undead would find him.

At this time, he had also finished analyzing the Dice of fate spell. He only needed to refine a set of wizard tools before he could use it.

After fifty to sixty years of hard work, he was finally about to succeed.

But the next day, Eli received a shocking piece of news.

Chairman Marcus died.

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The White Tower.

In the familiar meeting room, fifteen seats were already filled. This was the first time in the last twenty years that all the top members of the White Tower had come. Instead, the person in the head seat, who had never been absent, was absent.

"How did he die?" Eli sat on the sixth seat and sighed.

Although he rarely made any contributions to the outside world, he had actually modified many magic potions that were suitable for various warlocks to use. So, even though there were already seven two-circle warlocks in the White Tower, he was still in sixth place.

He looked around and found that there were 15 people there. The three Deputy Speakers were still Kratos, Jesse, and Theron, but the other Members of Parliament had basically been replaced. historical

The ones who were familiar with Eli were the second Member of Parliament, Rawls, the eleventh member, Ross, and two new members under Kratos. The other seven had been replaced by other people a long time ago, except for two or three old people.

Thus, it was very rare for Eli to be able to sit here with the strength of a one-circle Warlock.

"Let's have a chat about what we should do about this!" Kratos, who was the first to speak, had an even colder gaze. His aura was now at the limit of the second circle warlock, thanks to the blood soul flower.

"Yes, just proceed as we discussed before," Theron said.

Although Marcus's death was a pity, it was not without any warning.

He was already very old, to begin with, and after a few decades, he had finally exhausted the last of his life force. Hence, before he died, they had already discussed what would happen after his death.

"Yes." Kratos nodded.

"Then, according to our vote, I will be the new speaker. This has already been passed. Of course, if anyone has any objections, you can raise them." Kratos looked around and said domineeringly.

As the only two-circle Warlock in the White Tower, he was the most suitable candidate.

"I don't."

"I don't have any, either."

…

After a short while, President Kratos's identity was confirmed, and he sat in the seat of the president without any hesitation.

"In that case, there will be two more things to discuss later. One is the simulation of the various disputes caused by the death of the former chairman, Marcus, and the new job planning for everyone.

"to facilitate the follow-up arrangements, let's move on to the second matter, the division of duties." Kratos took out another document and said.

Everyone nodded and waited.

"First, there will be three ministers. Theron and Jesse's positions will remain the same. However, Herman will now be in charge of resource allocation and Resource Exchange.

"Although his strength is average, he's the strongest among the council members when it comes to handling such matters and various assignments. It just so happens that this position doesn't require too much combat power. This is my suggestion. Does anyone have any objections?"

Eli didn't expect Kratos to mention him first.

"No, I didn't," Theron and Jessi were the first to agree.

With the change of the chairman, Kratos was bound to assign his men to important positions. No one could stop him.

Herman's strength was average, and he was a good candidate. His ability had been proven in the past few decades, and what was interesting was that he wouldn't lose even in an election.

Other than the president, there were four people on their side. The four people here would support Eli too because Eli had saved them in the arcane realm forty-five years ago.

Their status had been low in the past, but as time passed, they had come to a higher platform.

Therefore, even though Herman wasn't as famous in the lower ranks, he was one of the most influential people in the upper ranks. He was a low-key person who wouldn't be ignored.

As for the other councilmen, the first-circle warlocks were fine, but a few of the second-circle warlocks were unwilling to accept this, but they had no choice.

"Hmm, then Herman will take my previous position and become the new Deputy chairman." Kratos slammed the table and made a decision.

"Well, next is the division of the others …" Kratos began to announce them one by one.

Rawls became the new first representative and Ross the seventh. The others had also undergone some rotations and were finally confirmed after voting.

This task took almost half a day.

It was morning when they came, and it was already night when the second event began. Also, Eli had changed his seat to the position of Deputy Chairman, which was close to Kratos.

It was pretty good. Just like before, with Kratos behind him, no one dared to touch him. He was still a resource distributor, and Eli liked this position very much.

He could gain benefits and no one would have any ideas about him unless they wanted to challenge Kratos.

"Secondly, Theron has always been in charge of the external Affairs of the disputes over the death of the chairman. Tell us about it." After dealing with the post, Kratos continued.

"Yes." Theron nodded and took out a document. "At present, the biggest impact of Lord's death on us will come from the nearest force, the blood Alliance.

"As for the conflict between the Blood Alliance and us, I'm sure all of you are aware of it, so I won't say much. They will definitely do something. In fact, as far as I know, they have already begun to take action, and a war may be inevitable."

Theron's eyes were serious as he analyzed the situation.

Everyone had a serious expression on their faces, and even Eli was frowning. Wasn't it better for everyone to be safe and sound? Why do you have to fight and kill?

"Mm, then we have to make preparations in all aspects. Although we are stronger than before, Blood Alliance is also stronger too. We have to make preparations in all aspects." Kratos nodded.

When a war was about to begin, the potions, materials, wizard tools, and Alchemy products were all important resources.

"There are two main aspects, one is external, and the other is internal. The external matters involve fighting, and the internal matters mostly are about logistics…" Theron analyzed.

"Then, who do you want to deal with outside and inside matters? it's up to you to decide." Kratos said.

"I'll go out to deal with the matters outside." Jessi raised his hand.

"Me too!" Rawls also raised his hand. As a possessor of the Balor bloodline, he was naturally arrogant and fierce.

One by one, the councilmen expressed their stand, and soon it was Eli's turn.

"Herman, what do you think?" Kratos asked.

"I'll stay in the camp and plan the distribution of resources," Eli said bluntly.

What a joke. How could he go out? The outside was not as safe as the inside of the White Tower. Moreover, the Dice of fate spell had not been refined yet. He would not be at ease without this.

"Yes." Kratos nodded. In his mind, Eli had always been strong in his ability to deal with things rather than his combat power, so it would be good for him to stay in the camp.

"Okay, that's it then. Meeting adjourned."

In the blink of an eye, another hour had passed, and the meeting that had lasted for a day finally came to an end.

After the meeting ended, the White Tower also began a new wave of adjustments with a new circle of power. All kinds of things were quickly handled, and Eli participated in the various distribution of resources.

Dealing with the Blood Alliance had also become the most important thing.

However, something shocking happened. For a full month, there was no movement from the blood Alliance, as if they had fallen into silence.

Eli understood that this was just the calm before the storm.

However, compared to the previous storm, he could no longer stand by the sidelines. This time, he was one of the core figures.

Things remained the same, but people had changed!

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The White Tower was a mortal enemy of the Blood Alliance.

After all, the White Tower was born during the battle between the Blood Alliance and the shadow lizard Warlock Academy. Not only did it stab them in the back, but it also seized the fruits of their victory.

However, the White Tower had always been flourishing, and the higher-ups were getting stronger and stronger, which made them very annoyed.

As a matter of fact, the moment they heard that the White Tower's top combatant, Marcus, had died, the Blood Alliance was tempted.

In a huge tent in the Blood Alliance.

The Alliance master, Pabulo, sat on the main seat and looked at the combat members on both sides. There were as many as 12 second-circle warlocks, which was also the foundation of the blood Alliance's strength.

"Everyone, what do you think of Marcus's death?" Pabulo asked as he looked at the crowd. historical

"What are you talking about? just start a war. How can the White Tower be our match now? " An old man excitedly smashed a wine glass on the ground and said loudly.

"Sores, calm down. Your impulsive action fifty years ago caused us to lose a lot of people who were lying in ambush in the White Tower." Pabulo frowned and said.

"but this is indeed a good opportunity for us. If not for the White Tower, our current power would be far greater than it is now. We would have become one of the major forces of the West Coast." Sores started fighting and shouted to the surroundings.

"Indeed, if it weren't for the White Tower, each of our clans would have expanded at least several times."

"The White Tower can't be left alive. This force is growing too fast."

"It's only been a few decades, and they've almost caught up. If it were to take another hundred or two hundred years, how terrible would that be? "

The other people in the tent also started to discuss animatedly.

Pabulo also nodded and looked at the people below with a burning gaze. The White Tower and the Blood Alliance will definitely fight, but how to fight without damaging their foundation is the problem.

"I've already contacted the black Isotta Warlock Academy. They're currently one of the largest Warlock forces in the South of the West Coast. They have the combat power of the third circle and are willing to help us." Pabulo suddenly said.

Everyone was shocked, and then they were overjoyed. If they really had such a powerful ally, it would be a pleasant surprise for them.

"Uh, but the third circle warlocks won't make a move. They'll only send a portion of their people and some special methods. We still have to do the rest ourselves." Pabulo spoke of his plans.

"Sure, I agree!" Sores was the first to agree. What he wanted to do now was to enter the White Tower and kill Herman. "Let's see how you can dodge this time!" Sores gritted his teeth.

"Our two-circle warlocks are already stronger than them, so we'll definitely win this time."

After Pabulo finished explaining the plan, the others all agreed.

After all, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for black Isotta to help them.

"mm, then let's set a time. The current time is three years later. After all, they and we both need time to prepare. This time, we have at least a 99% chance of turning the White Tower into history." Pabulo said as he picked up his wine glass.

The others also raised their glasses, their eyes full of excitement.

After annexing the White Tower, they would have the chance to become as powerful as the black Isotta.

As for ten years!

Although there was a law of life consumption, ten years was still not a long time for warlocks.

Compared to mages, even a first-circle Warlock could live for four to five hundred years. Even if they were weakened by 1.5 times, they could live for more than three hundred years, which was a huge difference from mages.

Hence, ten years was nothing.

..

In the blink of an eye, it had been five years since Eli and the others had made their preparations.

The anticipated attack from the Blood Alliance did not come, but White Tower did not slack off. Everyone knew that the war was bound to happen sooner or later, and it would not be long.

Although he had not received any news from the blood alliance, there was good news from the mage camp.

"Master, I've broken through to two rings!"

Looking at the news that Tijie sent over, Eli was very surprised.

Compared to Eli, Tijie's talent wasn't that bad. The reason why Eli was able to surpass her was because of his extraordinary wisdom. He discovered the magical uses of the devouring power, and the power that was produced from it drove the rapid progress of a mage.

Since Tijie had broken through to the second circle, she would have had a better grasp of the mage camp. It was also possible that Eli would develop the second seal in advance.

"How's the progress of the spell seal?" Eli asked directly.

"master, almost all the mages in the camp have joined the experiments and tried out your ideas. We've confirmed that some of them are impossible, and we've also suggested a few new paths." Tijie replied.

"Well, then you guys continue to work hard. I still have a few ideas here." Eli was very satisfied.

This was the reason why he took over the mage camp, and it was finally starting to take root.

However, this had to be kept strictly confidential. After all, his identity as a Mage could not be exposed. Once it was exposed, he might face all the Warlock forces. The threat that this would bring was too great, which was one of the reasons why he had to become stronger.

"Yes, sir, we will continue to work hard." The short communication ended.

"war is imminent. I have to strengthen myself. I can make some disposable mage weapons." Eli thought for a moment. He wasn't lacking in ordinary resources, and it was a good choice to convert these resources into combat power.

He returned to the laboratory.

Two years later, a large number of powerful one-time-use items and defensive items were stored in Eli's arcane realm.

..

Time always passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, another two years had passed.

At this moment, the Blood Alliance had finally begun a small-scale probe. The battle had begun, and people died every day. However, the number was still under control. Meanwhile, Eli was hiding in the back and was in charge of the distribution of resources. This job also allowed him to obtain a lot of first-hand information on the battlefield.

He had basically gathered all the materials for the Dice of Fate and was ready to refine them. This extremely complicated mage tool took Eli two years to understand how to refine it.

During this time, the war between the two forces had completely erupted.

One of the White Tower's second circle representatives had already died, but the blood alliance's situation was not good either. Two of their second-circle warlocks had died, but their overall strength was still stronger than White Tower.

However, what was strange was that the Blood Alliance seemed to be adopting a defensive strategy as if they were brewing something. This made everyone wonder what they were up to.

But everything was going well.

Many people even thought that the war would end soon.

In such an environment.

Eli's Dice of fate was finally completed.

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In the Tower.

Eli looked at the die of fate in front of him and smiled.

The appearance was similar to a normal die. It had six sides, but the color was dark gold. The dots were eye-catching gold, which was very beautiful.

He had spent almost 10000 magic stones on the materials for the die, but it was worth it. With this, he might not need to spend so much effort on some things.

"Let's try it out."

Eli thought and pondered as he cast his gaze toward the street outside the window.

"Within five minutes, there will be five or more first-circle warlocks passing by!"

It was just a random thought.

At the same time, a complicated spell model began to spin in Eli's mind. It was different from the structure of ordinary spell models. This spell model seemed to be layered, and a mysterious aura also spread out.

There was also a price to pay. Eli could feel the life force in his body rapidly draining away. In the blink of an eye, almost thirty years had passed.

The die spun in the air, and his life force was rapidly lost.

Three seconds later, the die stopped spinning and showed a six.

"Six? That's not very likely." Eli put away the die.

The street in front of his tower was a remote area and generally speaking, there were very few first-circle warlocks who would pass by. This was even more so for now.

He wanted to see how many would pass by.

In the blink of an eye, a minute had passed.

Not a single one.

After two minutes, there was still nothing.

Three minutes.

No, there wasn't.

Not even four minutes.

Time passed by slowly. Eli furrowed his brows and started to doubt his life. Could it be that there was a problem with his prediction? He had spent almost 50 years of his life!

Four minutes and thirty seconds, forty seconds, fifty seconds.

Time passed by seconds. Eli frowned. The situation was not what he had believed.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise. Eli turned his head and saw that outside his Tower, at the end of the intersection not far away, more than a dozen first-circle warlocks were fully armed and running towards the camp exit. They passed through this place in the blink of an eye.

Eli looked at the time again. Four minutes and fifty-eight seconds.

There was no mistake. Eli revealed a relaxed smile. historical

However, something must have happened for so many first-circle warlocks to leave in such a hurry.

..

On the same day.

It turned out that the war had entered a new peak, so the White Tower had also sent out a large number of warlocks, which was a normal phenomenon.

Eli wasn't nervous either. He handled the allocation of resources as usual, and during his break time, he went to various parts of the camp to test the accuracy of the Dice.

Especially in the casino, holding the die of fate allowed Eli to win almost every battle. This made him confirm that the die was indeed very useful, of course, if one did not consider the thousands of years of life that he had spent.

It was a pretty good tool, but it was a bit of a waste of life.

..

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

The war between the two forces seemed to have begun to slow down as if the war was about to end.

Most of the warlocks of the White Tower also began to slowly return to the White Tower to recover and heal their wounds. The Blood Alliance was the same, leaving the battlefield and returning to their forces.

Eli was in charge of the allocation of resources, and he was also very confused about some things during the process.

This was because the allocation of resources allowed him to learn a lot of news about the front line. According to them, it seemed that after the recent dispute, the upper echelons of the blood Alliance had not shown their faces again, as if they had hidden away.

Also, the Blood Alliance was clearly stronger than them, but they ended the war so rashly. Eli originally thought that the war might last for more than ten years, but it ended in two years.

He didn't take it to heart and started working normally.

..

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Ross watched the last batch of supplies being transported back to the White Tower and smiled.

The war was finally over.

He turned his head to look outside the White Tower. The dark forest was as quiet as usual. He turned his head and was about to enter the forest when suddenly, a noise came.

Suddenly, seven or eight venom Wyverns flew out of the forest, carrying nearly a dozen two-circle warlocks. What shocked him was that there were dark shadows moving in the forest, as if there were a large number of warlocks.

Ross's eyes widened, but he still immediately hid and glanced at the top of the venom Wyvern.

"That's Pabulo!"

As a representative of the White Tower, he was no stranger to the main figures of the Blood Alliance. The others were also second and first circle warlocks of blood alliance, and there were a few warlocks that he had not seen before.

"We're done for! How did they get here?" Ross was completely dumbfounded.

This was the center of the White Tower. How did they arrive here without anyone knowing?

But the next second, he realized another problem. With so many people, how could White Tower resist?

"What do we do?" Ross was in despair. Looking at the venom Wyvern flying past him, he immediately sent a message to Eli.

..

On the other side.

Eli was doing an experiment in the arcane realm when he suddenly received Ross's message.

"The people from the Blood Alliance have sneaked into this place. All of the second and first circle warlocks have been mobilized, and there are also a large number of apprentices."

Eli was speechless.

F * ck!

What was going on?

"This…" Eli was stunned for a few seconds. This was too sudden, wasn't it? However, he immediately realized something. If this was true, what should he do?

"Run!" Eli instantly left the arcane realm and packed his things.

It was so dangerous that he had to leave this place as soon as possible.

As for the White Tower, what did it have to do with him?

Realizing that danger was coming, Eli felt like he had to abandon everything.

However, just as he walked out of the room and looked out the window, the scene that greeted his eyes made him numb.

Under the setting sun, a huge energy shield had already enveloped the area within a few kilometers of the White Tower. There was no time to escape.

"Damn it!" Eli gritted his teeth.

It seemed like the Blood Alliance was well prepared this time. He couldn't run, but was he going to fight?

But could he defeat so many warlocks?

"What's going on? " Eli frowned. It had been too long since he had fought a battle of the same level. He was no longer sure how strong he was. Thus, he took out his die.

"What's the probability of me defeating all the warlocks who came?"

Eli threw the die, and his lifespan was quickly consumed.

A few seconds later, Eli fell silent.

Looking at the six in front of him, he sucked in a cold breath.

"Am I that strong? What? " Eli had a strange expression.

He was just a Peak 2nd circle warlock and a 2nd circle wizard. Of course, he also had tens of thousands of skeletons, hundreds of one-time-use explosive items, and dozens of defensive wizard tools in the secret plane. He was indeed different from an ordinary wizard.

But … Was this enough?

Eli rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

It seemed that he had been hiding for too long and had almost forgotten that he was actually very strong.

"Ah, then let's fight," Eli said.

He strode out of the secret realm.

Today, he was going to show them what he was made up.

..

The tall Magus tower had collapsed, and the bustling Commercial Street had been destroyed.

A large number of blood alliance warlocks were wantonly destroying everything in sight, and the White Tower warlocks were ambushed so suddenly that they could not organize a normal counterattack, not to mention that not all warlocks were present.

It was too sudden.

To White Tower, everything was too sudden. No one had thought that such a thing would happen.

"Herman, get out here!" He shouted.

At this moment, a Warlock tore apart a one-circle Warlock and then shouted to the surroundings.

Sores revealed a sinister smile. It had been sixty years, and he had finally come to the inside of the White Tower. While the others were fighting with the main force, he had come out ahead of time to find Herman.

"Do you know where Herman is?" He grabbed a Warlock apprentice and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Ah … It's in that direction." The apprentice who was caught was in pain. One of his arms had already disappeared.

"Thank you, " Sores nodded and tore the man in half.

Then, he frantically flew in that direction.

Today was the day the White Tower would be destroyed.

It was also the day he killed the enemy who had killed his grandson.

"Herman!"

As he moved quickly, Sores was like a Mad Dog.

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180 Slaughter

"We're finished!" historical

Ross took a deep breath, looked at the huge white Tower behind him, and then at the enemies around him, his face full of despair.

At this time, almost all the high-level members of the White Tower had gathered here, including Kratos, who was at the peak of the second-circle, Theron and Jesse, who were at the late stage of the second-circle, as well as second-circle warlocks such as Rawls, and a large number of first-circle warlocks.

Ross was among them. They were gathered at the bottom of the White Tower, surrounded by a large number of blood alliance warlocks. The two sides were in a confrontation.

"Pabulo, you guys are too sinister!!" Kratos stood at the forefront and gritted his teeth as he looked at the master of the blood Alliance.

"Hehe, all's fair in war." Pabulo only laughed smugly.

"Can you tell me how you got here?" Kratos looked at the configuration of the opponent's ten thousand health and cursed in his heart.

Pabulo was at the peak of the second circle, and there were still twelve more. What shocked him, even more, was that there was a peak second circle Warlock standing in the corner, calmly watching everything.

He had never heard of this 2nd-circle Ultimate Warlock!

"Hmph, we've been preparing for ten years. Not only did we rent a large mage tool that can hide our aura at a high price, but the previous war was also to dig a path." Pabulo replied with a smile. Ten years of preparation were finally about to bear fruit.

"I see!" Kratos gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, enough nonsense. Either you surrender now, or you'll be killed by us later. Choose one." Pabulo said calmly.

At this point, the overall situation was basically set.

"Damn it, White Tower will never surrender!" Kratos cursed and instantly transformed into his bloodline. A large shadow surged out of his body and attacked Pabulo.

Pabulo smiled. Rocks appeared all over his body, and his body grew rapidly, turning into a three-meter-tall giant. He had fused with the bloodline of the mountain Giant.

"Go to hell!"

He rushed toward Kratos without hesitation.

The battle began, and the others also began to transform their bloodlines.

Theron's eyes turned red, and his wings grew out of his back. His hands turned into sharp claws, and Roger transformed into a giant wolf. They looked at each other and charged at each other.

"The battle has begun. It's a pity that Herman isn't here, but even if he was, it wouldn't be of much use." Rawls' entire body was covered in Crimson runes, and balls of flames shot out in all directions.

"Fight." Ross took a deep breath and activated his shadow lizard bloodline, rushing toward the other side.

In an instant, the entire area below the White Tower had turned into a battlefield. All kinds of bloodline power erupted here, and many buildings collapsed. Ordinary acolytes might even be torn apart by the aftermath before they could even enter.

This was the real battle between White Tower and Blood Alliance.

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The White Tower was not a small force, so its core area was naturally not small either.

There was at least a radius of five to six kilometers. Eli was in a relatively remote area, about four to five kilometers away from the center of the White Tower, but even so, he could still feel the intense battle that was happening under the White Tower.

"Sigh, it's too sudden."

Eli stood on top of a house, looking at the surrounding mess.

No one had expected a war to break out so suddenly and in such a desperate manner.

But fortunately, he could still be saved. Eli glanced at the White Tower and continued on his way.

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"Go to hell."

At the entrance of an alley, two first-circle blood alliance warlocks looked at a first-circle Warlock not far away and the apprentice behind him, revealing a sinister smile.

"Damn it!" The Warlock of White Tower gritted his teeth and looked at the two warlocks in front of him.

He couldn't even beat one, let alone two.

The two warlocks closed in step by step, and he had a look of despair.

"We're finished!"

Everyone thought that they were going to die. Suddenly, a shadow flashed in the next second, and the two first-circle warlocks were sent flying. Their bodies had been cut in half.

"It's Lord Herman."

Someone raised his head and pointed at the back of the already-departing Eli.

"It's the Deputy Speaker. I didn't know he was so cool. Those two were late-stage first-circle warlocks, and he killed them so easily."

"But I remember that he's a first-circle Warlock. How can he be so strong? "

"It was too fast. Just now, a shadow flashed by and two warlocks died. How could he be a first-circle warlock? "

"This is ridiculous!"

Some people were shocked, some were confused.

"Are we saved? It's Lord Herman." The first circle sorcerer was also relieved. Although he was also shocked by Herman's strength, he knew that it was not the time to be shocked.

He turned to the apprentice behind him and said, "There's no time. We have to go and meet up with the main force now."

"Yes."

Everyone quickly left.

"Sigh, it's too chaotic."

After casually taking care of a few more first-circle apprentices, Eli stopped.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go anymore, but there was a figure running towards him at full speed not far away. It was a second-circle Warlock.

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"Herman, I finally found you!"

Sores shouted as he ran towards Eli.

He was moving in the direction that the Warlock had told him before, and then he suddenly saw Eli's figure.

"And you are?" Eli furrowed his brows. The second-ring warlock's expression, which seemed as if he wanted to kill him, left him dumbfounded.

"Who are you? Do we know each other?"

"We really don't know each other. I'll only tell you a name. Adams, do you remember? " Sores stopped and stared at Eli.

"Adams, who is it?" Eli frowned.

"What? you don't remember?" Solis' eyes widened. What kind of person was this? You killed my grandson and didn't even remember him?

"Oh, I remember now. Are you talking about the idiot who sealed himself? " Eli said as he recalled.

"An idiot?" Sores gritted his teeth as he listened to Eli's evaluation of the grandson he loved the most.

"Go to hell!" He couldn't hold it in any longer. He instantly transformed into his bloodline and let out a sharp cry. A large number of sound waves attacked directly towards Eli, and at the same time, they rushed toward him.

Sound wave attack!

Eli raised an eyebrow, and a shadow wall suddenly appeared, blocking the attack.

As for Sores, who was charging at him, Eli just pursed his lips. A mental force attack was instantly activated from his earring, and it was aimed at Sores. At the same time, a spell model was activated.

Mental power attacks were very unfamiliar to warlocks, so Sores didn't even have time to react and was already attacked. He only felt a burst of dizziness.

By the time he reacted, a large number of vines had actually grown out of the ground, directly climbing up his legs and clinging onto his body, tightly wrapping around him.

"What is this?" Sores' eyes widened. Herman knew how to use mental attacks? and what were those vines?

He knew that he had to break free immediately. In an instant, the flames burned all over his body, trying to burn the vines.

But how could Eli give him the chance? in that instant, he had already arrived in front of Sores and grabbed his neck with his arm.

"Damn it!" Sores cried out in his heart, and the flames spread toward Eli's arm at the same time.

What made him dumbfounded was that the flames didn't have any effect on Herman's arm. Instead, a large number of shadows rushed out and covered Eli.

"How is this possible?" Sores' eyes widened in disbelief.

He had guessed that Herman was at second circle, but he did not expect him to be this strong.

"I'm Sores, spare me!" Feeling Herman's power, fear appeared on Sores' wrinkled face. Only now did he understand how powerful Herman was.

"I'm sorry. I'm very busy today and have no time to listen to you beg for mercy.

"Also, you're as stupid as your grandson." Eli shook his head.

Countless shadows instantly poured into Sores's body, and in the next second, countless needle-like shadow spikes surged out from the inside and tore him into countless pieces.

As for Eli, he shook off the blood on his hand as if he had just crushed an ant.

Casually snatching away Sores' items, Eli quickly flew towards the White Tower.

The man was too weak!

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181 Shocked Crowd

The familiar White Tower.

On the stairs leading to the White Tower, more than a dozen warlocks were standing in a circle. Rawls, Ross, Theron, and the other warlocks were all seriously injured. Below them were a large number of apprentices, all of whom had serious looks on their faces.

These were the main members who had participated in the battle earlier. At this moment, they were almost at their limits.

The battle had almost stopped, and the only ones who were still confronting each other were Kratos and Pabulo.

However, Kratos was also in a terrible situation. Since there were more people from the blood alliance, more than one person attacked Kratos. At this time, one of his arms had been torn, and most of the scales on his body were broken and covered in blood.

At this moment, Kratos was half-kneeling on the ground, and not far from him was Pabulo.

"Kratos, it's over!" Although Pabulo's rock body was also damaged, it was basically intact.

"Damn it!" Kratos clenched his fists and glared at Pabulo.

The others were also in despair.

At this point, no one felt that there was any chance of turning things around.

Ross pursed his lips, his face bitter. He had been wandering around. If it weren't for his Lord, he wouldn't be where he was today. It also changed his fate. Was it going to end again today? He was really an unlucky fellow!

"It seems that I can only pledge my loyalty to you in my next life." He looked around and sighed as he saw that there were still many enemies.

"It's only been about a hundred years. Are we done already?" Theron, Jesse, and the others sighed. They looked at the tall white Tower behind them and lowered their heads.

This time, they had underestimated the Blood Alliance.

"Herman didn't come. He must have been killed too. Too bad I haven't fought him face to face." Rawls looked at the smug Pabulo and swallowed the blood in his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth.

On the other side.

"I can't imagine how angry you must be!" Pabulo laughed complacently when he saw Kratos' expression.

After today, the Blood Alliance would welcome new glory.

"eh, but where did that guy, Sores, go? " Pabulo looked at the person behind him and asked. This guy had left the group since the beginning and hadn't shown up until now.

"Sores, I saw him on the way here."

A voice was heard.

Pabulo frowned and turned to look.

From a short tower not far away, a Warlock jumped over.

"Herman!!"

The people from the White Tower immediately recognized him and revealed shocked expressions. Only crazy people would come here at this time.

"I think he's the head of the logistics department of the White Tower. He's Herman," Someone from the Blood Alliance said to Pabulo.

"Herman?" Pabulo also looked at the nearby Eli, revealing a strange expression. "you're Herman? Sores told me about you. You're a Warlock at the peak of the first circle. I didn't expect you to dare to come!"

"This is White Tower. You're the one who shouldn't have come," Eli replied.

"Herman, leave quickly." Kratos was both shocked and touched.

In his opinion, there was no hope for Eli to win this battle. He might still have a chance of survival if he hid.

Furthermore, a one-circle warlock's strength was completely useless here. He was too weak. This was not a competition but a real life-and-death battle!

With the strength of a one-circle warlock, he would be courting death.

"Sir Herman, you shouldn't have come!" Among the first circle warlocks, there was also the one that Eli was familiar with, Evena. She sighed, and the rabbit ears drooped down, her eyes red.

"As expected, he still came." Rawls' feelings were complicated. He knew that Eli was very strong, but he was definitely no match for Pabulo, who was at the limit of his second circle.

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"Sorry, this place will soon be ours!" Pabulo shook his head, looking at Eli. "You're very courageous. You actually dared to come here. What made you come here at this time? Is it courage out of boredom? " Pablo laughed heartily.

The other warlocks from the blood Alliance also laughed. At this time, they thought that the war was over.

"Of course, it's to kill you," Eli looked at Pabulo and said calmly.

Pabulo's massive body trembled, and he laughed even louder.

His bloodline was activated once more, and his body transformed into a series of rocks. His eyes also gradually turned into an earthen yellow color. He looked at Eli, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the large number of blood alliance members behind him.

There are nine second-circle warlocks, forty first-circle warlocks, and more than five hundred apprentices. They are all elites from the Blood Alliance. Even the apprentices had their bloodlines fused.

"I don't think you can even defeat a one-circle warlock. Do you think you have the right to kill me?" Pabulo stared at Eli, expressing pride in his heart.

The corner of Eli's mouth twitched. "Can you f * cking stop talking!"

"I should tell you more about me, so you know how stupid you are.

"I started meditating as a Warlock apprentice when I was six, and I became a Level 1 Apprentice when I was eight. I reached Level 3 when I was twelve, and I became a level 1 Warlock when I was sixteen. I also fused with the bloodline of a third-circle mountain giant. I'm only three hundred years old now, and I'm already at the limit of the second circle. I might even break through to the third ring in the future. What makes you think you can kill me?" Pabulo's aura gradually erupted as he spoke word by word.

Eli sucked in a breath of cold air.

He couldn't take it anymore. Why would this man ramble so much?

"Roar!"

As a Dragon's Roar rang out, everyone could only see that Eli's aura had instantly become stronger. His eyes also gradually turned into cold vertical pupils, and scales appeared one after another.

He then stomped on the ground and charged straight at Pabulo.

????

Everyone in the White Tower widened their eyes. What kind of bloodline was this? Didn't Herman fuse with the bloodline of the thorn tree demon? This was a Dragon bloodline, right? What the hell?

It was only then that everyone remembered that they had never seen Eli fight before.

Kratos and Rawls, who was not far away, looked at each other. They hadn't discovered Herman's power for more than a hundred years.

"Stop!"

Pabulo was a little shocked as well because the bloodline emanating from Eli's body seemed to be of a rather high level. Furthermore, his aura seemed to be a little off from first circle.

However, before he could say it, someone had already rushed over to stop him. A second-circle Warlock who was closer had already flown out. He had the bloodline of a demonic Wolf.

However, it was only for a moment before the voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone watched as the second-circle warlock was pierced by the shadow the moment he got close to Eli, and then torn into two halves, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

He was killed in seconds?!

A two-circle warlock was killed in seconds?

He didn't even have time to react.

Pabulo's eyes widened, and he doubted his own eyes.

This was a second-circle warlock. Even though he was only in the early stage, the power difference shouldn't be so large.

As the battle began, Eli's aura was released, and everyone realized that he was in the second circle, and he seemed to be very strong.

"Second circle?" Kratos blinked his eyes. He had thought that he knew Herman very well, but now he realized that he was terribly wrong.

"He's really a second-circle warlock. I knew it." Rawls gritted his teeth as he stared at Eli.

Kratos was speechless.

You also know about it?!

I'm the only one who doesn't know?!

"But so what if you're a two-circle warlock? I'm at the limit of second-circle," Pabulo calmed down once more, and said to Eli.

"I have the bloodline of a third-circle Mountain Giant. It's one of the best bloodlines on the West Coast. Don't think that you can talk to me like that just because you killed a weak warlock." Pabulo walked in step by step.

His body also slowly expanded. Pieces of rocks attached to the surface of his body, increasing his defense. His body also gradually grew to a height of five to six meters.

Although he said he didn't care, he still silently stacked his defense to the highest.

"Go to hell!" Pabulo let out a furious roar, then jumped towards Eli. The ground also started to shake as the boulders flew at Eli.

In the next second, countless shadows instantly exploded on the rocks.

Eli walked out of the rock and looked at Pabulo. Instantly, the pressure from his bloodline gushed out.

His eyes were burning.

He charged over once again.

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182 Counterattack

Bang!

It was as if two energy masses had collided, and Eli instantly crashed into Pabulo.

Huge versus small.

However, to everyone's surprise, three seconds later, a huge figure flew out.

Pabulo!

Pabulo flew out, but Eli remained in the same spot.

He had been sent flying!

This was the bloodline of the mountain Giant, and strength was their forte. Yet, he was actually sent flying by Eli.

All the White Tower warlocks looked at Eli in shock. No one had expected that the Leader of logistics would have such terrifying and outrageous strength.

He was so strong, but he had been working in the logistics department for more than a hundred years. This was too f * cking ridiculous.

This was the first time they had seen Eli in battle, and it was also their first time knowing that he was actually so powerful.

At this moment, the warlocks from Blood Alliance were all looking at Eli in shock. Their impression of this Warlock was that his virus had caused their failure back then, so they thought that he was just a fellow who studied minor arts. They never thought that he would actually be this strong.

Meanwhile, in the corner, the peak second circle Warlock from before was looking at Eli curiously. 'This bloodline seemed interesting. It seemed like this White Tower was not as simple as it seemed.'

However, he had no intention of making a move. He only watched quietly. He had not participated in the previous battle.

On the other side, Pabulo flew through the crowd and crashed into a building. The building instantly collapsed and buried him, sending smoke and dust into the air.

"PAH!"

The ruins began to move, and Pabulo slowly crawled out, spitting out the rock that had accidentally entered his mouth. Then, he saw the cracks on the rock outside his body, and his brows twitched as he looked at Eli again.

"Your bloodline power is strong, but that's not enough to break through my defense. The mountain giant's defense is one of the best in the third circle." Pabulo walked out of the ruins, and more rocks attached themselves to him. "Although my strength is inferior to yours, you definitely can't break through my defense. With such a strong defense, can you still kill me?"

Pabulo's expression also became serious, but his style remained the same.

Seeing that Pabulo was fine, the blood alliance Warlock also relaxed. In their opinion, Pabulo's defense was ridiculously strong. There was no way that Eli could break through Pabulo's defense.

On the other hand, Eli was a little speechless. 'This man likes to talk too much.'

Glancing at Pabulo, Eli took a deep breath.

The power of his bloodline was activated to the extreme, and pressure from his bloodline was released. He looked around and saw that it was already nighttime, which was when the shadow dragon was at its strongest.

A large number of shadows rushed towards Eli, and countless shadows gathered in his hand. At the same time, Eli's huge mental power also gathered in his hand. This was the second special trait of his bloodline talent. It could fuse with other powers.

This was Eli's most powerful fusion attack, and it instantly shot toward Pabulo.

"That won't be able to break my defense," Pabulo revealed a sinister smile as he activated the power of his bloodline.

In the next second, the small ball formed by the shadows attacked.

However, what surprised Pabulo wasn't the power of shadow but that there seemed to be another power within it. It was silent, but it instantly exploded, making Pabulo feel as if his brain was being stirred, and his consciousness became a little blurry.

It was a mental attack!

The mountain Giant had a huge amount of power, but its spirit was very weak. However, due to the scarcity of Mages, he had never encountered a powerful mental attack.

At this moment, his control over his bloodline power was instantly thrown into chaos.

"No!"

At this moment, the rock defense on his body was instantly released. To his shock, the shadow Ball had also exploded. In less than a second, endless shadows instantly drowned him.

Three seconds later, the shadow disappeared.

Pabulo's corpse appeared on the ground.

There was silence.

The originally noisy battlefield instantly fell silent.

No one thought that the battle would end in an instant. Whether it was White Tower or blood Alliance, they were all a little dumbfounded.

"I …"

Kratos didn't know what to say when he saw this scene!

He looked at Eli with a complicated expression.

This guy was too f * cking strong. He was even stronger than him. Looking at his strength, he was definitely one of the strongest among the two-circle warlocks. How could he not be confused?

After all, who wouldn't be dumbfounded if a subordinate of a hundred years suddenly burst out with strength stronger than you at the critical moment of life and death?

"Is this Lord Herman?" he asked.

The other white Tower warlocks also understood with a hint of shock. They looked at Eli. For a long time, they couldn't believe what they saw.

Killed in seconds?

The victim was Pabulo, who was at the limit of the second circle!

"I knew it." Rawls 'mouth twitched. He knew that Eli was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Seeing Eli acting cool was worse than dying for Rawls.

"This is Herman, the one who taught me gambling skills." Evena didn't say anything. She suddenly understood why Eli had always been so calm.

Because he had the ability to face danger, he naturally did not panic.

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"How is that possible?"

On the other side, the blood alliance warlocks were also dumbfounded.

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They didn't know what to say.

"Lord Pablo actually died, just like that?"

"The White Tower is actually hiding such a powerful combat force?!"

"That's impossible!"

The remaining nine second-circle warlocks looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

This reversal was too fast.

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After killing pabulo, Eli walked to the White Tower.

The people on the outside made way, and Eli walked to the center.

"Herman, you …" The others had complicated expressions on their faces.

"don't think too much. Today, we can't let a single person from the Blood Alliance off," said Eli directly.

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"But we've used up too much energy," Kratos said resentfully. historical

However, the next second, a dozen bottles of potions were thrown over.

"What is this?" Kratos was puzzled.

"Bloodline potion. They can recover your bloodline power." Eli said casually.

"Bloodline potion. Isn't this the potion you developed before? I don't think it's useful to us." This was one of the potions that Eli had modified, so Kratos was puzzled.

However, he still consumed it immediately. He instantly felt that his bloodline power had recovered by more than a quarter. This was completely different from the previous potion.

"The previous one was an emasculated version," Eli explained casually.

The others were speechless.

The bloodline potion was one of the signature potions of the White Tower, but today they found out that it was an abridged version.

Soon, Kratos distributed the potions to everyone, and their combat power began to recover. Then, everyone looked at Eli and Kratos, waiting for orders, while Kratos looked at Eli.

"Why are you looking at me? you're the chairman!" Eli asked, baffled.

"Oh, right. Haha, I forgot." Kratos touched his head in embarrassment.

It was mainly because Eli's sudden change was too great, and he didn't know how to face it. Now, it seemed like the change wasn't that great, and he was still the same Herman.

"Then what are we going to do next?" Kratos then stuck his head out and asked with a sneer.

Eli was speechless.

"Kill them." Eli glanced at Kratos speechlessly.

"Mm, then let's kill them." Kratos nodded and stopped moving. He then shouted to the Warlock behind him, "Kill the blood alliance Warlock, leave no one alive."

The battle began again.

This time, after killing three or four second-circle warlocks, Eli took a break and watched Kratos go on a killing spree. However, it was only for a short while before his eyes shifted to the warlock in the corner.

This black-robed 2nd-circle Ultimate Warlock had yet to make a move.

In fact, he had noticed this Warlock when he had just arrived. This Warlock was very strange. He had been standing in the corner silently and did not do anything. He just watched.

On the other side, under Kratos' lead, the other three or four warlocks were quickly killed. Kratos walked toward Eli while the other warlocks surrounded and killed the other blood alliance warlocks.

The barrier that had once prevented White Tower from escaping had now become their greatest obstacle.

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On the other side.

"Who are you?" Eli looked at the black-robed Warlock and asked.

"I'm not from blood alliance. I just came to take a look, but they don't seem to be very useful." The black-robed Warlock took off his hood. It was a middle-aged man. "but I seem to have discovered something with even greater potential.

"Hello, I'm black Isotta second circle warlock Simon Pobran. You can call me Simon."

Black Isotta?

Eli frowned. Which faction is this?

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183 Permanent Seat

"The black Isotta?"

"You don't know who we are?" Simon also seemed to be surprised.

"Why would I want to know about you?" Eli found it strange.

It had been a long time since he had paid attention to the outside forces. From the man's words, it seemed that this black Isotta force was very famous.

"Haha, that's understandable. After all, this is the southernmost part of the West Coast. We should be a force in the central region, and there are many forces in between." Simon was taken aback, but he still smiled.

"Um, what's your purpose?" Eli frowned.

"Haha, as you can see, I was originally sent by the black Isotta to help the Blood Alliance, but it's obvious that you're very strong, so they failed." Simon looked at the defeated Blood Alliance and said indifferently. "I would like to invite you to join our black Isotta. Black Isotta is one of the two largest forces in the central part of the West Coast. If you join us, not only can we give you the information on breaking through to the third circle for free, but we can also provide you with other help.

"As far as I know, the forces in the South of the West Coast don't have the knowledge to break through the third circle. This is all blocked." Simon smiled and said patiently.

Information on breaking through to the third circle?

"Oh? " Eli frowned as if he was pondering it.

As for joining the black Isotta?

That was impossible. How could he allow others to enter his territory? Moreover, he felt that there was a loophole in the Warlock's words, which was worth pondering over.

He didn't know much about the central part of the West Coast, but he knew about the South. There were five to six Warlock forces North of the blood Alliance and the White Tower, which were much larger than the White Tower. However, as long as the White Tower absorbed the forces of the blood Alliance, it would not be too bad.

So they were at least separated from this black Isotta by four to five Warlock camps, so why did this force run so far to support Blood Alliance?

"Haha, actually, we're in a very fierce battle with another force, so we need to find a way to break through from other places. However, those forces are all in the central region, so it's not very convenient. Therefore, we thought of breaking through from the South first and then gradually returning." Simon seemed to have noticed Eli's confusion and asked.

"Oh? What's the name of that force?" Eli asked. historical

"Bloodline tower!"

Simon said word by word.

A strange light flashed across Eli's eyes.

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"Herman, are we just going to let him go?"

An hour later, on top of the White Tower, Eli and Kratos stood side by side.

In the distance, Simon, who was wearing a black robe, quickly left.

"Yes, let him go. He's a second-circle Ultimate Warlock from black Isotta. He can't die here." Eli turned his head and said to him.

"The black Isotta?" Kratos 'eyes widened.

At this time, the people from the Blood Alliance had basically been killed, and the rest had been captured. Therefore, Kratos was free at this time. However, he was still a little shocked when he heard the name.

"What's their purpose?" Kratos asked tentatively as if Eli was the higher-up.

"It's to recruit me but I refused," Eli said.

"Oh, sure." Kratos nodded, but in the next second, he seemed to realize that something was wrong. He seemed to be the chairman. Simon from the black Isotta Warlock Academy was looking down on people too much, directly looking for Eli and skipping over him.

However, he didn't have any thoughts about it. If it weren't for Eli today, the White Tower would have disappeared.

"Hmm, what identity do you plan to use next, Herman? " Kratos asked.

"Me? I'll do the same as before, but tell the White Tower warlocks to keep my identity to themselves," Eli said after some thought.

"Alright!" Kratos nodded and said, "there were only dozens of warlocks before, and they are all our most loyal members. You don't have to worry about that.

"Alright, then I'll take my leave." Eli nodded, turned around, and left.

Kratos, on the other hand, looked helpless.

After all, they had broken through a major faction's surprise attack. But Eli felt so relaxed.

"However, the same as before?" Kratos muttered and then shook his head.

That was what Eli said, but he couldn't do that.

When he was done with some matters, he would propose something new in the next meeting.

The next day.

After a night of purging, all the invading warlocks of the blood alliance had been dealt with, and the masses had basically been appeased. Kratos had also informed the Parliament members to hold a small meeting.

It was still the same meeting room, but it was very different from the last time.

Last time, there were fifteen people here, but this time, there were only nine.

This included Jesse, the Deputy Speaker of the second circle, several warlocks of the second circle, and several warlocks of the first circle. The others were all dead, but Ross and Rawls were alive.

They sat in the conference room in bits and pieces, not saying a word. There was even the smell of blood from yesterday on their bodies, which made the atmosphere a little cold and heavy, but everyone would glance at Eli from time to time.

Everyone still remembered the terrifying scene that happened last night. Pabulo, the strongest person in the Blood Alliance, was killed in one blow. It was like a dream.

It was too ridiculous.

Rawls was sitting at the side, looking at Eli as well. He no longer had any thoughts of wanting to win. There was no helping it. When the gap was still visible, there was still motivation to work hard, but now, it was so huge that it could not be seen at all.

Ross, on the other hand, looked at Eli in admiration, muttering in his heart, 'as expected of my Lord!'

Facing this scene, Eli was helpless, but he didn't care. This was inevitable.

"Well, since everyone is here, I won't waste any time. There are only two things." Sitting in the main seat, Kratos said, "the first thing is the defeat of the blood alliance. We must quickly take over the territory left behind by the blood alliance. This must be done quickly, so everyone may have to work hard for the rest of the time."

Everyone smiled when they heard this.

Although they had suffered heavy losses this time, they had also gained a lot.

At this time, the combat power of the higher-ups of the blood Alliance had almost disappeared, leaving only a few small fish and shrimp. For them, this was a huge cake.

...

Once it was fully digested, not only would they obtain a large number of resources, but it would also allow the White Tower's power to more than double. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the White Tower.

"Hmm, then I'll quickly tell you everyone's mission arrangements!"

Soon, Kratos assigned the tasks, and Eli was still in charge of logistics.

"Now, let's move on to the next topic. It's about our Deputy Chairman, Herman." Kratos looked at the crowd and then at Eli.

The others also sat up straight, ready to hear Kratos' thoughts.

"As the speaker, I propose a motion.

"First, add the word " honorary " in front of Herman's position. No matter what position he held, as long as he wanted to, he could hold it forever. For example, now he is the Deputy Chairman, he is an honorary Deputy Speaker and can hold it forever.

"He has the chairman's right to veto and approve and may veto and approve any motion."

Kratos said calmly while the others gasped.

Although there wasn't much content, it was still very important!

Once this motion passed, although Eli was not the chairman, he was still at the top of the White Tower's authority. He might even be more impressive than the chairman because even the chairman would not have permanent power.

...

"Everyone, please vote," Kratos said directly without any nonsense.

The warlocks below looked at each other, then raised their hands.

To the current White Tower, Eli was their strongest member so of course they had to hold onto him.

"Yes, the motion is passed." Kratos nodded and confirmed the proposal.

On the other hand, the corners of Eli's mouth twitched. Then again, he was basically gifted power. So why wouldn't he accept it?

"then this meeting is over. Everyone, let's go." Kratos stood up and looked at the crowd. "White Tower will become even stronger after this trial. Meeting adjourned."

Everyone got up and left quickly. It was not the time to rest.

On the other hand, Eli returned to his Tower unhurriedly. He was not in a hurry.

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A day later.

In the Tower.

Eli took out a strand of hair in his hand. It was left behind by Simon by accident.

This batch of warlocks had no concept of protecting their own information.

Simon couldn't die within the White Tower territory but what if they died outside of White Tower?

Therefore, Eli still had to wait for a few days, until Simon walked out of the White Tower's range.

Since he had failed, he had to bear the price of failure.

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After the meeting ended, the White Tower's various parties quickly took action again.

As the higher-ups of the Blood Alliance were actually acting in secret, the people below did not even know what was going on, so when the White Tower warlocks arrived, they were dumbfounded. But when they wanted to resist, they found that the higher-ups were not there at all.

Therefore, after a simple resistance, the White Tower quickly took over the forces belonging to the blood alliance.

A large amount of loot was transported to the White Tower overnight to the White Tower's warehouse. Eli would also stroll around these places every day, picking out some good stuff.

However, the result was a little disappointing for Eli. Other than some materials, he didn't get much good stuff. But after a few days, Eli received good news from Kratos.

"What? you're saying that the Blood Alliance has a tilted tower that can temper one's will?!" Eli asked curiously.

"Yes," Kratos nodded and said, "It seems to be a strange mage tower that the blood Alliance obtained in a mage's Secret realm. After entering it, one can train their will or mind power. It is of no use to warlocks. Are you interested? "

"Yes, I'm a little interested. Please bring it back for me." Eli nodded. He had been hesitating about how to train his mental strength a few days ago, and now there was good news.

"Alright," Kratos nodded. They might be tempted if it was a tower to train their bloodline, but a tower to train their mental power was of little value.

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A day later.

Eli saw the wizard Tower.

In the open space outside the White Tower, a slanted tower stood.

It was about eight or nine meters tall and made of black Bloodsoul stone. This was an ore used to nourish one's mental power. There were a few small pieces, but it was actually made into such a tall tower.

And what was strange was that this one wasn't standing upright but slanted at an angle of about 60 degrees, which didn't look ordinary.

"Let me see how one can train one's mental power here." Eli glanced at the Mage tower, then walked in.

Bang!

As if passing through a thin film, Eli walked into the Tower.

"Eh, it looks normal!"

What came into view was an ordinary tower. Only the stairs leading to the higher place were strange. They were red, and they spiraled from the bottom to the top.

Was it the stairs? Confused, Eli walked up.

In an instant, Eli felt the difference. As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he felt as if his mental power was being suppressed, and under this pressure, his mental power actually began to condense at a slow speed.

"This …"

Feeling the immense pressure, Eli seemed to have understood the method to train his mental strength.

It was to forcefully train one's mental strength through external pressure. The principle was the same as using gravity to train one's physique, and this special characteristic should come from the Mage tower itself.

"This is amazing." Eli went up the stairs again.

Bang!

The pressure increased again, and Eli felt that his mental power had also increased a little. historical

Eli stopped hesitating and quickly climbed up. As he climbed, the pressure on his mental power became stronger and stronger, and he was gradually unable to withstand it.

"A quarter to the second floor!" Eli looked up. He was about a meter away from the second floor, but it was a distance he could not cross.

Compared to the beginning, the mental pressure was at least three to four times greater now. Under such pressure, even movement was difficult for Eli, and this was also his limit.

"I can't even reach the second floor?"

Eli gasped. This tower had three floors. It seemed that to reach the third floor. One would have to be at least at the limit of the second circle. This should be a tool used by the second circle mages to train their mental strength.

After training for a while more, Eli left the Tower.

"How is it? not bad, right?" At some point, Kratos arrived.

"Not bad." Eli nodded.

"Uh, haha, for warlocks, this mage Tower is too difficult, unless they have a spirit bloodline. It is said that those from the Blood Alliance who have a spirit bloodline reached the second floor and obtained a second circle spirit power mage tool. Unfortunately, no one has reached the third floor yet, so no one else knows what's there." Kratos sighed.

"There's something else inside?" Eli looked at the slanted tower.

"Yes." Kratos nodded and glanced at Eli. "there should be. It looks like you like it a lot!"

"Yes." Eli nodded. This tilted tower was indeed a good thing for a mage.

"Since you like it, you can take this mage Tower. Do you need us to deliver it to you?"

"It's okay. I can do it." Eli nodded. With a flick of the secret realm ring on his finger, the huge Magus tower was instantly absorbed into the secret realm.

"A spatial Mage tool?" Kratos' eyes widened.

A spatial mage tool was one of the rarest wizard tools, and to be able to store such a large Wizard Tower, it must be a huge spatial mage tool. It seemed that Herman was really mysterious!

"Yes." Eli nodded. Nick had turned his arcane realm into a spatial mage tool, and it was much better than ordinary mage tools in terms of size and other aspects.

This was very normal. Even some high-level Magi would use small worlds as storage tools. Secret planes were not worth mentioning.

"Mm, there are still many things in the White Tower. I'll take my leave first."

"Alright," he said.

Eli nodded, and the two of them quickly left.

..

Three days later.

In the Tower.

Eli looked at the sky through the window. It had been almost five days, and Simon should have left the White Tower's vicinity.

Taking out a few items, Eli began his long-awaited curse.

...

"A darkness that is deeper than darkness, a strangeness that is more violent than poison … Today, I, Eli Lucifer, will use 500 years of my life as the price to curse Simon Pobran. I want him …"

In the blink of an eye, 500 years of his life had been consumed. This was not his limit, and he would take it as a test.

..

At this moment, on a distant mountain range.

In the sky, a venom Wyvern was flying, and Simon was sitting on it.

"my Lord, this mission has failed. The new force called the White Tower actually defeated the blood Alliance. The leader is a two-circle Warlock who seems to have a dragon-like bloodline. He is very strong. I tried to win him over but failed." Simon carefully phrased his words and sent the message to the organization.

"sigh, I actually failed." Simon shook his head in disbelief.

This sneak attack should have been very stable, but it failed just like that. It was truly difficult to accept.

However, it didn't matter. It was just a small force in the South.

Simon pulled himself together and regained his will. He looked at the sky in front of him.

"F*ck! Elemental storm!"

...

But in the next second, Simon was stunned. In the sky before him, a huge elemental storm was brewing, and its range almost covered more than ten kilometers.

"I can't be that unlucky, right?" Simon's mouth fell open.

The elemental storm was a very rare natural movement. It was very powerful. Once caught in it, an ordinary first-circle warlock would have no chance to escape, and the second-circle warlock would also be in great danger.

What made Simon dumbfounded was that this elemental storm had come too suddenly, and he did not even have time to react. Moreover, he was almost in the center of the storm, so there was no hope of escaping in advance.

"Damn it! Venom Wyvern, descend! Sh*t!" Simon cursed. The venom Wyvern's eyes also revealed a look of fear. It roared and quickly descended to the ground.

But it was too late. The elemental storm had already arrived.

"Damn!" A trace of panic flashed in Simon's eyes, and he quickly transformed into his bloodline.

In the next second, the man and Dragon were directly swept into the storm.

..

Three days later.

"Bah!"

Simon crawled out of a pile of dirt on an empty piece of land. He had many injuries on his body. As for the venom Wyvern, there was no trace of it, as it had been torn to pieces by the storm.

"Unlucky!" Simon gasped and looked around. He believed that he was in an unfamiliar mountain range.

"Where is this place?" Simon was already a little dumbfounded.

After resting for three days, he continued his journey.

"I hope everything will go smoothly."

Simon set off again with a slight injury.

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A month later.

At the exit of the mountain range, a man in ragged clothes walked out.

His clothes were torn, and he was heavily injured. His clothes were stained with blood, and his face was pale.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Simon's voice trembled as he recalled what had happened in the past month.

On the first day.

He encountered an elemental storm and fell into the mountains.

On the third day.

He encountered a group of second-circle demonic wolves, and after a fierce battle, he left.

On the sixth day.

He accidentally fell into an underground cave and faced a third-circle human-faced Demon Spider. If it weren't for the demon Spider not leaving the cave, his bones would have rotted away by now.

On the ninth day.

When he encountered the wizard camp, it was a group of bloody warlocks. He had to use his life-saving means to survive and escape with difficulty.

On the twelfth day.

..

On the twenty-seventh day.

..

Every three days, he would be unlucky, and as the days dragged on, the stronger the enemies he would encounter. If he weren't really strong, he would have died here.

But fortunately, he had finally come out of the mountain range today.

"There should be nothing else after this, right?" Simon took a deep breath.

"Eh, why is the sky so dark?" Simon suddenly felt that his vision was a little dark. He thought that the sky had darkened, but then a drop of water the size of a bucket fell in front of him.

"It's raining!" Simon was stunned. It didn't seem like it.

Simon's body instantly froze, and his throat moved slightly. He slowly raised his head and saw a third-circle Mountain Giant staring at him like a piece of fatty meat.

Simon's face turned even paler.

Meanwhile, the mountain giant's attack had already arrived. Its huge hand grabbed Simon, and the already exhausted Simon had no way to dodge it. He could only watch as he entered the giant's mouth.

Simon closed his eyes.

In the next second, the sound of flesh being chewed up could be heard. The mountain Giant pursed its lips and then strode into the mountains. It was originally going out to hunt today, but it got lost and ended up here. It actually had an unexpected harvest.

What a lucky day.

..

"Is he dead?"

The moment Simon died, Eli smiled as he watched his hair turn gray in front of him.

As expected of a Peak second-circle magic caster from a major force, he was still alive so many times after being cursed. It seemed that warlocks of the same level were not easy to be cursed to death.

"He was already very powerful to survive until today," Eli shook his head.

However, it could also be related to the curse he used. Generally, it would not directly affect the target itself, and it was achieved externally. The disadvantage was that the power would be greatly reduced, but the advantage was that it would not be discovered.

Did he really think that he could leave easily after destroying Eli's peaceful life? Moreover, he died outside, so what did it have to do with the White Tower? No one would do anything about this.

A month had passed, and the White Tower had completely taken over Blood Alliance's forces. The White Tower's scale expanded rapidly, and it became one of the larger forces in the South of the West Coast.

The only regret was that the higher-ups of the White Tower were not very strong at the moment. This could not be helped as they needed time to recover. Fortunately, they were relatively remote and would not have any conflicts with the major forces in the short term.

Of course, there were also many forces that were shocked that White Tower had swallowed up the Blood Alliance, and they did not dare to act rashly.

The White Tower was the most powerful force in the South, and there were seven or eight more powerful forces in the north. They were stronger than the White Tower in terms of scale and power, including the Lilith Warlock Academy, the storm Griffin Warlock, the cross blade Warlock camp, and the violet Warlock Academy.

But fortunately, there were no three-circle warlocks.

Further north was the black Isotta, the bloodline tower, and the other major factions in the central region. These factions had third-circle warlocks, and Eli's student, Vivika, was in the bloodline tower.

This was also why the other day when Eli heard Simon mention the bloodline tower, his eyes lit up. However, now was not the time to meet, mainly because it was too far away.

At the same time, Eli felt a sense of urgency.

At this moment, his combat power could be said to be almost invincible among the peak of second-circle, especially with the support of his Shadow Dragon bloodline.

However, if Eli had to face five to six peak two-circle warlocks at the same time, even if it was Eli, the chances of him winning were not high. Hence, he could not afford to be reckless now. He had to become stronger.

He didn't know how to break through as a Warlock, but he knew how to do that for mages. Now that he had the tilted tower to train his power of the will, what he needed to do was to increase it.

This required the help of the blood bamboo flower potion. However, the blood bamboo flowers in the second-circle were only average at the moment. However, the difficulty of nurturing them to the third-circle was on a completely different level than nurturing them to the second-circle. Hence, Eli was very annoyed.

He needed a more efficient way to increase his mental power.

This would depend on the mage camp's efforts. As he became stronger as the mage, he also felt the limitation of the land. His lifespan was exhausted twice as fast as before, which was ridiculous.

He was curious why the mage's world had become like this.

Fortunately, he was immortal, so he didn't have to worry about this. If not for this, he wouldn't have been able to collect so many " useless " mage resources from here.

Therefore, he would once again enter the stage of silent development.

..

Just as Eli was thinking …

...

In a tower of the black Isotta Warlock Academy in the middle of the West Coast.

A man looked at the message and thought, "White Tower won? Unfortunate. We'll have to wait. The competition with the bloodline tower is at a critical moment. We'll deal with them later. Plus, they're still far away from us.

"However, who would have thought that Simon would die in the mountains? This is very suspicious. I don't think White Tower is behind this. They wouldn't have the guts, so it couldn't be the other forces, right?

"Forget it. I'll just ignore it."

The man shook his head. As a third-circle warlock, he didn't need to spend too much effort on the death of a second-circle warlock.

The only thing he had to pay attention to was that the leader of the White Tower seemed to be very powerful.

"But Simon didn't tell me his name. He must be the chairman, Kratos." The man remembered the name.

.. historical

Twenty years later.

After a day of meditation, Eli opened his eyes.

He felt the mental energy in his body.

...

His mental power was about 120 points. It was 100 points when he started, so it increased by about 20 points, but it was all in a vaporized state. This was the result of his using a lot of resources.

According to this calculation, he would need at least 100 years to advance to the liquid stage. After that, he didn't know when he would advance to the crystallization stage.

The advancement of a second-circle Mage was different from that of a Warlock. When their mental force reached 200 points (vapour), the mental force would be compressed and then liquified. Although the liquification would compress the mental force and increase the quality, the quantity would also be greatly reduced, dropping it back down to 100 points. The mage had to raise his mental points again to 200 points and undergo another round of liquification before the mental power could be crystallized.

"This is too slow!" Eli shook his head and strode out of the secret realm.

He stood on top of the wizard Tower and looked at the bustling White Tower.

Compared to 20 years ago, the current White Tower was much more powerful in terms of scale and influence. Of course, it was still in a state of development.

With the rapid supply of a large number of resources, the White Tower also re-cultivated several second-circle warlocks, allowing it to gain a slightly stable foothold. Eli had also silently benefited from it.

This was a flourishing force.

There was also the mage camp, which was constantly developing. Every day, there were thousands of people working hard for the second seal of the devouring spell. Three years ago, the seal had finally begun to take shape.

Three years had passed, and the seal had become clearer and clearer.

Just yesterday, he received news from Tijie.

The seal seemed to have succeeded.

Eli was also preparing to leave the White Tower and go to the mage camp to take a look.

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Three days later.

Eli walked out of the Tower and walked on the street that led to the outside world.

One by one, the warlocks brushed past the street. No one greeted him. Too many people had died that year, and in addition, Eli rarely showed his face in recent years. So, although some warlocks knew that the White Tower had a powerful honorary member, very few people knew who he was.

Eli was very happy about this. The fewer people who knew him, the better.

Keeping a low profile was the best protection.

He passed through a few streets and came to the tall white Tower. In the White Tower, Eli saw Kratos.

"Are you going to leave for a while?" Kratos asked in surprise.

"Yes, I need to go out for a while." Eli nodded.

"Sure." Kratos nodded in agreement.

Although he was still a representative, Eli was also one of the core members of the White Tower at the moment, and his authority was no less than his. Rather than a request, it was more like a notification.

"Well, since you're going out, it seems that there's a new trace of an undead in the Knight Kingdom in the South. The leader is a second-circle undead. If you have time, you can take a look. It might be the undead that was related to the shadow lizard Warlock camp back then!" Kratos said.

"Okay, I'll take a look if I have time!" Hearing this, Eli nodded.

Upon hearing this news, Eli's interest was piqued. One had to know that he was still holding a wisp of this undead's soul in his hand. He was looking forward to meeting him, of course, after he had settled the matters at the camp.

"Alright, I'm relieved to hear that." Kratos nodded.

"Then I'll be leaving." Eli nodded, then turned around and left.

.. historical

Five days later.

Kerna mountains.

Eli stood on a mountain peak and looked into the distance.

In the mountains not far away, on top of a huge mountain, Mage towers rose from the ground. From the foot of the mountain to the peak, one could feel the traces of Mages.

Not only were there many elemental spell formations around the mountain, but there were also acolytes patrolling the area at all times. This was the current iris' campsite, one of the largest campsites in the South of the West Coast.

"What a great change."

Even Eli couldn't help but exclaim at the changes the camp had undergone in the past hundred years.

In the past, there were only a few mage Towers here, and the number of mages was only in the tens or hundreds. Now, there were thousands of them. Although they could not be compared to the Warlock forces, it was already very impressive.

Of course, this was not unrelated to his efforts.

After a brief observation, Eli transformed into Roland and walked straight into the camp.

In less than a minute, someone had discovered him.

A few apprentices from the patrol team looked at him seriously.

"Call Tijie out and tell her that I am here." This time, Eli didn't tell Tijie about his return.

"Roland? You're Lord Roland." The apprentices were shocked as they looked at the strange man.

Although the person in charge of the campsite was lady Tijie, everyone knew that the real owner of the campsite was a wizard named Roland. Not only was he powerful, but he also provided a large number of resources for the campsite. The only problem was that this Lord had not appeared for almost a hundred years, and some people even suspected that he was dead.

"Yes." Eli nodded.

"Sir, please wait a moment. We'll inform the others right away." The apprentices panicked, and one of them ran into the camp.

Eli stood there calmly and waited.

Three minutes later.

A large number of people walked out from the forest in front of them. More than a dozen first-circle Magi surrounded the second-circle Tijie.

"My Lord, why have you returned?" Tijie hurriedly walked in front of Eli and respectfully asked,

"the seal has succeeded. I naturally have to come back to see it," Replied Eli with a smile.

"Let's return to the camp and talk. I can also tell you about the current development of the camp."

Just like that, Tijie led Eli back to the camp. The other mages were looking at Eli curiously, wondering what kind of mage he was.

They quickly returned to the camp.

Both sides of the street were filled with people, looking at Eli.

Eli didn't pay any attention to them as he was led all the way to the tallest Tower in the camp.

In the study room, Eli was sitting on the chair while Tijie was reporting to him.

"master, there's one mage in the second circle, 15 in the first circle, 400 apprentices, and about 500 ordinary people."

"Hmm, what about the resources?" Eli asked, nodding.

"At the moment, the internal resources of the camp mainly rely on planting some magical plants, hunting magical beasts, and collecting some natural resources from the mountain behind us. The external resources are mainly supported by Lord Eli." Tijie quickly explained the current situation at the campsite.

"yes, it's still alright. It's mainly a regional problem. It's more or less inconvenient to be in the mountains." Eli nodded.

"Anyway, this is the current situation of the camp. Sir has come this time for the second seal. Regarding this, the current train of thought is very clear. It is based on one of Sir's ideas.

"The first seal was about the bloodline, but the second one was about mental power. We've basically succeeded, but the last part is up to you, Sir."

"Alright."

Eli was very satisfied. After decades of hard work by hundreds of mages, it was finally almost done. As for the last part of the content, he had to rely on himself, because he had only given the camp part of the content, the core knowledge was still himself.

Soon, with Tijie's introduction, Eli quickly familiarized himself with the various aspects of the camp and met the newly promoted mages.

It was mainly about the exchange of knowledge. Most of the mages had gained a lot, and they were also shocked by the knowledge that Roland had learned.

...

After he was done with that, Eli finally saw all the information about the second seal.

"It's just as I thought. I'll still rely on the devouring rune before digging deeper."

Eli looked at the information and fell into deep thought.

All in all, this seal was actually from the first seal, so there had to be some similarities. The only difference was that the first seal involved a bloodline transformation, while this one was a mental power transformation.

One involved a physical body, while the other was relatively illusory.

That was why it took so long to set up.

And what Eli had to do was to assemble the results of the camp and carve them into his body.

"Looks like I'll have to stay here for a while."

Eli pursed his lips, but his eyes were burning.

Once he had this new seal, his mental power breakthrough to the second circle would be much easier.

However, the last part wasn't simple either. Fortunately, he already had an idea. The next step was to spend time on it.

...

..

Three years later.

Outside the laboratory, Tijie passed by the campsite's laboratory.

Looking at the tightly shut door, she revealed a helpless expression. Half a year ago, Eli had entered this laboratory and never showed up again. She had no idea what was going on.

'I wonder how long it will take?'

All of a sudden, the door opened slowly and a figure walked out with a faint smile on her face.

"Lord Roland, have you succeeded? "

Tijie was surprised as she looked at Eli who walked out. Everything else was the same as three years ago. The only difference was that there were now two rings on Eli's arms instead of one.

"Yes, it's a success," Eli nodded.

Looking at the rings on his arm, even the usually calm Eli couldn't help but feel a little excited. After decades of hard work, he had finally reaped the rewards today.

"Go, bring me one of the prisoners on death row from the camp's prison." Eli immediately turned to say to Tijie.

"Yes!"

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The iris campsite was not a small campsite. Naturally, there were facilities such as prisons. They were usually used to imprison mages who violated the rules or caused major damage.

Very quickly, Tijie brought a mage to Eli.

It was a mage with a long face and an aquiline nose. His face was full of wrinkles, and he seemed to be very old. His head was lowered, and he didn't say a word. This was normal, but what surprised Eli was that he was a first-circle mage.

There were only a dozen first-circle mages in the camp, and there was one in prison.

"What did he do?" Eli asked curiously.

"my Lord, his life is almost at its end. He sacrificed the apprentices in the camp and a large number of civilians in the kingdom not far away to extend his life. We almost let a few Warlock forces discover our existence, but it also brought huge trouble." Tijie explained.

"I see!" Eli understood, and this was one of the important reasons why mages were not welcomed in the current world.

Some mages would use all kinds of means to extend their lives, whether it was large-scale soul sacrifices or other bloody means. They would use any means possible, which gave mages a bad reputation.

This bad reputation also influenced warlocks. Therefore, for the warlocks, mages were like the parasites of this world. Therefore, whenever mages were discovered, they would usually be eliminated directly.

This was also the reason why Eli had to hide his identity.

Once his identity as a mage was exposed, just being an honorary representative wouldn't be enough to protect him. It wasn't just the White Tower, but many other forces. They wouldn't let a mage control a Warlock force.

"Then you go first." Eli signaled that he understood and dispersed Tijie.

As soon as she left, the old man looked up at the young Eli and said slowly, " you must be the actual master of the camp, Roland."

"Yes." Eli didn't expect the man to speak suddenly.

"Haha, as far as I know, you're a second-circle mage now, but it's been at least a hundred years since you last appeared. A second-circle mage's lifespan is only three to four hundred years. How long do you have left? " The old man's eyes were burning as he looked into Eli's eyes. "I have many ways to offer sacrifices and even other ways to prolong your life. Although the process may be a little bloody and violent, I don't think a real dark mage would care about these things."

The old man's voice was soft and slow as if he was trying to tempt him. If Eli was an ordinary Mage, he might really be tempted.

Eli looked calm and even wanted to laugh.

He stood at the side, quietly watching the old man jabbering on about his life-prolonging plan. His tone was sometimes intense and full of madness, even dancing with joy.

A few minutes later, the old man raised his head and saw a calm-looking Eli with a surprised expression.

That shouldn't be the case!

According to his estimation, Roland had at most a hundred years to live. Was he not in a hurry at all?

"Sigh, you've already deviated from the path of pursuing the truth." On the other hand, Eli looked at the old man with a face full of pity. His excessive pursuit of extending his lifespan had already caused him to lose his original path.

Fortunately, it had nothing to do with him. He could understand the sadness of the mortal species, but he could not empathize with them. historical

It could only be said that everyone had their own sob story.

With a calm expression, Eli stretched out his hand. The man, who had long been under his control, could not resist at all. He could only watch as his head was pinched in his hand.

The second black ring on his arm lit up.

"Ah!"

In an instant, the man let out a scream. He could feel his soul or mental power being worn away at a terrifying speed, or rather, being absorbed.

"How is this possible?"

The man's will was gradually disappearing. He couldn't speak and could only look at Eli with a despairing and almost pleading gaze, but to his disappointment, Eli didn't react at all and even seemed to … Was he intoxicated?

Eli was indeed intoxicated.

As he devoured the man's mental energy endlessly, Eli could feel his spiritual energy rapidly increasing. It was a wonderful process.

120.

121.

..

125.

A 1st circle mage had increased Eli's mental power by 5 points. He was now a 2nd circle mage, and even a bottle of blood bamboo flower potion didn't have such an effect!

It was simply terrifying.

The man was already dead. His face was still filled with fear as if he had seen an evil ghost in the world.

"It's so ugly!"

Eli thought for a moment, then threw the man into the arcane realm, into the blood bamboo flowers that were crying for food. He would treat it as recycling waste. After that, the bones would become skeletons to fill his army, not wasting a single bit.

'The actual effect is about 20 to 30 percent better than I thought,' Eli thought.

So, what Eli had to do next was very clear, and that was to keep absorbing mental power and then increase his own strength, growing in secret.

With that thought in mind, Eli pushed the door open. Tijie was waiting by the door. As she watched the old man disappear, she didn't ask. As Eli's slave, she had already guessed the effects of the curse.

"Take me to the prison!" said Eli directly.

"Yes!"

"Yes." Tijie lowered her head respectfully.

..

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Within three days.

Eli devoured all the prisoners directly, and his mental power had now reached 135 points. It was not a lot, only an increase of 10 points, but it had only been three days, and there were still a bunch of apprentices left inside.

If he had enough resources, he could even directly increase his strength to the limit of a second-circle Mage.

"Terrifying!"

Eli sucked in a breath of cold air. This demonic method was simply ridiculous. Fortunately, it was his.

...

However, it seemed that the resources in the camp had been used up. After all, this was only a small force, and resources were limited.

There were more people in the White Tower. Perhaps he could think of a way.

Although a Warlock's mental power wasn't as strong as a mage's, it was better than nothing. The other problems weren't a problem. As long as he had it all the time, it wouldn't be a problem.

He would have to wait until he returned.

Speaking of which, Eli still needed to deal with something.

The second-ring undead, Nikola, was a spirit released by his old friend. A large number of spirits had gathered under Nikola, wreaking havoc in the human countries. To Eli, who had a wisp of Nikola's soul, this was a huge resource.

The undead were creatures born from a special end with mental power and soul power, which made them the perfect material to be devoured.

When he was done with the camp, he would go to him.

..

The scale of the camp was no longer small, and the problem involved many aspects. Naturally, it was impossible for Eli to manage everything. He only dealt with some core aspects.

The direction of development was one of them. Before he came, Eli had already thought about what to do. His idea was to hope that the camp could gradually move closer to the North.

...

Whether it was to spread or to get in touch with the wizard forces in the North, Eli had to find out the situation of the mage forces in the north first.

As the White Tower grew, there would definitely be friction with other forces in the future. It could be 50 years or even 100 years. It was better to get information as soon as possible so that Eli could make a judgment based on the information.

He had to kill pabulo this time because he had no other choice, but he might not be so lucky every time. Information was of utmost importance.

Tijie naturally followed this order. On the other hand, there were some mages who opposed it, and Eli also showed them who the boss was in a kind way.

Eli's will was quickly executed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of his departure.

"My Lord, aren't you going to stay for a few more years?" Tijie looked at Eli.

If it weren't for her master, there wouldn't be the campsite today, and she wouldn't be here.

"No. You've managed the camp well. These are for you to protect yourself." Eli casually tossed a few pieces of wizard equipment to Tijie. These were the ones that he usually made when he had nothing to do.

"Thank you, my Lord." Tijie lowered her head respectfully.

When she looked up again, Eli had already left.

Tijie sighed and wondered when they would meet again.

She might not even be able to live to that time.

"If I want to be valued, I have to do something valuable. I have to work hard to complete my lord's orders."

Looking into the distance, she returned to the campsite determinedly.

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188 Feast

At the same time.

Molin Kingdom, a Kingdom of Knights to the South of the Calina Kingdom.

The Sunbird Warlock family.

"This is over."

Ji He, the first circle warlock who was the clan leader of the Sunbird clan, was hiding in a house. He trembled as he looked at the scene outside the window gap, his face full of despair.

This was their family's main territory. Half an hour ago, it was suddenly invaded by the undead.

Outside the window, a large number of undead were making soul-shaking sounds. Translucent undead was dancing in the sky and attacking the warlocks on the ground.

One by one, the warlocks died, and the dead warlocks were quickly transformed into new spirits to be resurrected and participate in the battle of slaughtering their clansmen.

These spirits of the dead were different from ordinary spirits of the dead. They were all under control, and the one controlling them was an even more powerful spirit of the dead.

He looked up and saw a huge undead hovering in the sky, exuding a terrifying and horrifying aura. What made Ji He despair was that this aura was not weaker than the two-circle warlock.

An undead at the peak of the second circle!

Ji He could not understand how such a powerful undead could appear here.

But all he could do was hide here and pray that he would not be discovered because once he was discovered, he would be dead.

At the thought of this, he lowered his head. The sounds of fighting outside were like knives stabbing into his heart. After all, these were his clansmen and descendants.

Normally, he should have fought alongside them, but he didn't have the courage to.

A few minutes later, he looked up again and found that the undead in the sky had disappeared.

"Did he leave?" Ji He was a little surprised.

"I've found you!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out. Ji He felt that his surroundings had turned cold. He froze instantly and slowly turned his head to look behind him. The undead from before was staring at him with a faint smile.

In the next second, a battle began.

A second later, the spirit Nikola took a deep breath and turned the Warlock into a spirit as well. He then passed through the physical building and floated toward the sky, looking at the ground.

"The creatures here are almost all gone." Nikola looked at the Warlock's camp, which had no breath of living people.

"If I want to return to the third circle, I need more undead, and this is far from enough. However, there seems to be no Warlock camp nearby. It seems that I can only win by quantity. The souls of mortals can also produce qualitative changes."

Nikola opened his arms, and all the spirits of the dead under him floated towards him as if they had been summoned and then integrated into his body. One could even see with the naked eye that his body was filled with a large number of spirits of the dead.

These were all his assets, and once he had enough of them, he would use them to return to the third circle.

Once he returned to his third circle, he would go and retrieve that bit of soul in his earring, and then he would look for an opportunity to break through to his fourth circle.

"Let the mortals experience the real world!!!"

Nikola laughed, and his huge body flew toward the city in the distance. The spirits in his body also made noise as if they were happy.

..

"Hiss, the situation is already that bad?"

Half a day after Nikola left, Eli walked into the sunbird Warlock's camp.

He had followed the aura of souls to this place, but it seemed that the situation here was not very good. He could only smell the aura of death, and also the aura of the undead.

"No, there are still living people."

As if he had discovered something, Eli looked towards a spot not far away.

He quickly walked over and opened the door. It was an ordinary house. In the corner, a woman was dead, but she was blocking the corner with her dead body.

"It's safe now!"

Eli frowned and moved the woman away. Only then did he see that there was a secret compartment behind the woman. He opened the secret compartment. A girl was hiding inside, covering her mouth with her hands. There were tears in her eyes, and they were filled with fear.

"Poor child!" Eli instantly understood what had happened.

The mother had blocked the door so that her daughter would have a chance to live.

Since he had seen it, he couldn't just ignore it. Eli slowly squatted down and said gently, "Little friend, do you want to go with uncle?"

There were still tears on the girl's face. She looked at her mother not far away and couldn't stop her tears. Eli wanted to wipe the girl's tears away, but the girl only retreated a little.

It was understandable that she was afraid. historical

"How about it? Uncle will take you out of here!"

This time, the girl bit her lip and nodded, then put down her hand that was covering her mouth.

Eli realized that it was a very delicate little girl, as cute as a doll, but at this moment, her face was covered in tears. What a poor child.

Eli carried the child out and helped her bury the girl's mother.

Ten minutes later, he left the camp with the girl in his arms.

..

With the girl in his arms, Eli kept moving forward.

They passed by one destroyed city after another. Ordinary mortals had no chance of survival in the face of the undead army. Of course, they met some survivors, but they did not stay for long and left immediately.

On the way, Eli learned that the girl's name was Catarina. Her mother was a Warlock in the Sunbird Warlock camp, and her father was an ordinary person.

This kind of unauthorized Union with ordinary people was not allowed in some Warlock families, but her mother still spent a lot of effort to give birth to her, but the mother and daughter were tortured by the camp.

"But she's quite talented as a mage."

Catarina was a talented mage. This was also one of the reasons why Eli took the girl away. The possibility of Tijie breaking through to the third circle was not high, but he still needed someone he could trust to help him manage the camp after her death. This little girl was quite suitable.

...

He would not do anything meaningless.

After he was done with his revenge, he would take a wisp of the girl's soul and send her to the mage camp. Compared to living with him, it might be more suitable for her there.

On the way, the girl hugged him tightly.

Eli didn't say anything. After all, she was still a child who had just lost her mother.

After half a day, he finally caught up with the undead.

It was in the capital of Molin's Kingdom, and he wasn't late this time.

"Let's go. We've arrived!" Eli put Catarina down and led her inside by the hand.

Before he even entered the capital, more than a dozen spirits of the dead had already discovered him.

They all let out shrieks and then waved their hands as they flew over as if they had seen food.

Bang!

It was just an ordinary elemental attack, flying toward a few undead. They died instantly, and the soul power of the undead was quickly absorbed by Eli.

...

Eli felt a slight increase in his spiritual power.

"Not bad."

Eli pursed his lips and smiled as he looked at the capital before him. How was this the city of the undead? This was clearly a banquet he had been invited to, and the undead were just dishes.

"Let's have a big meal."

Holding the girl's hand, Eli walked into the capital.

The girl's big eyes were looking at him. Although she was still young, she seemed to have a vague understanding of how powerful Eli was.

As soon as they entered the capital, a hellish scene unfolded.

There was a wide street that led to the city gate. At this time, countless people had fallen on the street, and there were even more people running and wailing on the road. Behind them were many spirits of the dead.

"Help!!!"

"Mom, where are you?" The child walked on the road in a daze.

"What are these things? are they demons from hell? How could there be such a terrifying thing?" The townsfolk were fleeing in a frenzy.

"This is God's punishment." The priest lowered his head, his body trembling as he prayed.

Countless people were running and wailing in pain. Everyone was in despair. Even the high and mighty Knights couldn't deal with the undead here. The Grand Knights might be able to, but they didn't have time to care about the civilians.

It was an apocalyptic scene.

Eli sighed. Such a scene was really disturbing his good mood.

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189 Nikola

The entrance of Eli and the girl immediately attracted the attention of many undead.

In the blink of an eye, another few dozen undead let out shrieks and charged toward Eli. On the other hand, Eli waved his hand gently, and countless shadows shot out in all directions.

Like torrential rain, the terrifying shadows instantly tore all the undead apart. The originally noisy sounds instantly fell into silence. Then, a vortex appeared, and all the undead fragments surged toward Eli, being absorbed by him.

"Burp!"

A smile appeared on Eli's face.

At this moment, looking at the cleared area of a few hundred meters, the civilians in this area also stopped and looked at this scene in a daze. For a long time, they did not make a sound.

"This must be a miracle."

The priest was the first to break the silence. He looked at Eli as if he was looking at a God.

For an ordinary Kingdom of Knights, they had never seen a mage in their entire lives. Eli's actions were no different from a miracle.

"What kind of power is this?!" The Knights, on the other hand, were shocked. They had always been taught that Knights were the strongest, but at this moment, their faith was a little shattered.

The ordinary people were also shocked. They looked at Eli with gratitude in their eyes. The child found his mother and hugged her tightly. The wife and husband hugged each other and cried.

"Thank you, my Lord."

Many people knelt on the ground and thanked him.

However, it was only for an instant because the undead from other places quickly approached as well, sensing the powerful essence of Eli's soul.

A few hundred undead gathered together, forming one. Its aura had reached the second circle, and its size was over a hundred times larger than before. It looked at Eli and let out a terrifying undead shriek.

The terrifying cry caused the ears of ordinary people to bleed, and they knelt on the ground and wailed. On the other hand, Eli's face was calm. His soul shield blocked everything.

The soul Shield's power had already reached the second circle, and beside the model, there was another focused spell. It was a new spell that Eli had fused with when he advanced to the second circle.

"I haven't used it for so long that I've almost forgotten that there's such a spell." historical

Looking at this, Eli pursed his lips. This situation was just right.

The next second, the model was activated.

Eli's eyes began to change, and everything before his eyes seemed to be distorting. The sky was no longer blue, but lines formed from various colors, and humans were no longer humans but a collection of all sorts of complicated things. Even the undead turned into hundreds of undead that looked like a puzzle.

2nd-circle focused spell-eye of truth.

The 2nd-circle spell that he had solidified was a very special but also very practical spell.

"I found it." In his eyes, a core could be clearly seen inside the giant spirit.

With a wave of his hand, a huge elemental hand appeared and grabbed the spirit core.

"Roar!"

The undead let out a sharp cry again. Their bodies struggled violently, but they couldn't move at all. They also sensed a shadow flying over again. In the dazed state of the undead, the shadow directly stabbed into the core.

A sound that sounded like radio had short-circuited rang out. The second-circle revenant fell apart in an instant. Then, a gust of wind element blew up, and the Revenant surged into Eli's arm, being absorbed by him.

"Cool!"

After swallowing the feast again, Eli felt his spiritual power growing again.

Beside him, Catarina held his hand and stared at him with her big eyes.

In her years of experience, she had never seen such a terrifying scene. And in the scream just now, a soul shield had protected her.

"It's rare to have such a good opportunity."

On the other hand, Eli was looking at the undead flying around the capital, his eyes shining.

They were all his.

..

At the same time.

In the main hall of the palace.

Nikola was sitting on a golden throne.

Below the throne, the king, Queen, and ministers knelt down. They were usually high and mighty, but now they did not dare to say a word. Not far away, the Grand Knight, who was also kneeling, had long forgotten the spirit of chivalry.

"You're the king of this place, right?" Nikola looked at the man wearing a crown and gorgeous clothes.

"Yes, yes, yes." The king quickly lowered his head, and the crown fell to the ground along his head, rolling to the throne.

"Truly lowly." Nicholas shook his head. "I want you to immediately gather the people from the nearby cities here. There are still too few people here. I need more people."

As long as he had enough undead, he would be able to get back to his third circle.

"Yes, yes, yes, my lord." The king said hurriedly.

"Eh, something's wrong." Nikola's eyes were looking outside. Just now, he had sensed the disappearance of a large number of spirits.

What was happening?

Nicholas flew up into the sky, passing through the Golden buildings, and arrived in the sky above the palace of the capital. He looked around.

But the next second, he was stunned!

"What the hell is that?"

Nikola was stunned. In his eyes, his undead army was not killing but fleeing. They were fleeing in large numbers as if they were fleeing from a disaster.

Behind the thousands of spirits, a small black dot, or rather, a human figure, was chasing them. The huge elemental hand would grab a bunch of spirits from time to time and devour them as if they were eating a buffet.

"A first circle Mage?"

Judging from the aura, it should be a first-circle mage.

...

Nicholas was angry. How dare you!

"Hiss!"

A shrill cry that echoed throughout the entire capital rang out, and Nikola rushed towards Eli.

These were resources for his advancement. How did this wizard dare to do this?

He was an undead at the peak of the second circle!

The people in the palace did not feel anything when they saw this scene. They only thought that Eli was dead for sure. As a Kingdom close to the mage World, they knew about the existence of mages and warlocks. There was also a first-circle Warlock in the palace, but he was killed by a soul attack from the undead.

This was also the reason why they were so respectful.

"Sigh, another one died."

"So what if he's a Warlock? He's useless!"

The group of people knelt on the ground with peace of mind. Some of them took the opportunity to change their positions, feeling a little tired.

However, when someone looked over the next second, they were stunned.

...

In the sky, a giant hand made of shadows appeared and then hit Nikola's big face.

Nikola was sent flying.

???

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Not only them but Nicola was also stunned. He felt the cold shadow on his face and felt extremely humiliated. Then he rushed over again.

Pa!

Another big slap.

Again.

Pa!

Again.

A few minutes later, Nicola, who had been slapped a dozen times, burst into tears!

It wasn't that he wanted to cry but that the undead's body would instinctively shed undead tears when it was stimulated too much. It was a rare material and very expensive.

More than a dozen slaps were too much damage to an adult undead.

He looked at Eli, and the look in his eyes had completely changed.

He was definitely not a first-circle warlock!

He was at least a second-circle warlock. Judging from the "battle" just now, the man in front of him was much stronger than him. Nikola was no match for him.

"Who are you?" Nicholas hung high in the sky, looking down at Eli, who was collecting the undead tears, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"This is a precious material!"

After collecting all the tears, Eli looked at Nikola, who was high in the sky!

"You can call me Roland. That's what everyone calls me." Eli's face was still the same as the one that went to the mage camp.

"Roland? " Nicola had never heard of it before, and his eyes became serious. "However, you're only at the limit of second-circle. It's impossible for you to defeat me. Since I dared to show myself, it means that I have absolute confidence."

Nikola opened his arms and screamed. All the spirits of the dead in the capital city seemed to be summoned and merged into his body, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

A few seconds later, his aura even reached the third circle.

Roar!

A huge undead aura was released, and the surrounding air seemed to be a few degrees colder. Nikola spread his arms and lowered his head to look at Eli, revealing a ferocious smile.

But to his surprise, Eli actually laughed.

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He smiled?

Nikola was stunned.

He didn't understand. Since he had forcefully raised his level to three-circle in a short period of time, how could his enemy still laugh? He should know that the lowest level three-circle could easily defeat seven or eight two-circle warlocks.

The burning anger instantly ignited him.

"I want you to die!!!"

At this moment, Nikola, who was nearly thirty meters tall, opened his huge hand and grabbed Eli.

The terrifying undead hand carried a strong mental attack. Even if an ordinary acolyte only touched it a little, their soul would immediately collapse. Even a 2nd circle Mage would not be able to withstand it.

Nikola continued forward, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

The man in front of him was ordinary, but he seemed to be extremely confident. 'Could he be a third-circle warlock? Impossible. There shouldn't be such a powerful warlock in the South of the West Coast. Could it be that he had a powerful wizard weapon? That was possible. What was the reason?'

His attack was getting closer and closer to Eli, and his eyes were fixed on him.

Finally, when they were about thirty meters away from each other, Eli moved. He instantly became nervous.

He raised his hand, put it next to the earring, and then flicked it gently.

A bullet?

Nikola did not understand what Eli was doing, but in an instant, his grinning expression froze and then became distorted. A pain that involved the source of his soul made him feel as if he had fallen into hell.

The attack instantly collapsed, and he also hugged his body and began to shake wildly.

It hurt!

It was too painful!

The pain that directly involved his soul made him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss. A few minutes later, he barely managed to recover. Then, he looked at Eli and his earrings.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand something. That earring, the earring that contained his soul, why was it in the hands of this man in front of him?

"You …"

Nikola looked at Eli, and his huge body could not help but tremble. It was extremely funny. Only he knew how terrifying it was when your Soul Origin fell into the hands of a mage.

Eli flicked it again. He had thought of this scene when he first upgraded this mage weapon, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon. The cause of a hundred years ago bore fruit today.

With Eli's flick, Nikola began to tremble madly again. His huge body turned into various shapes in the air, and the combined body was even on the verge of collapsing.

At this moment, all the people who were still alive in the capital were watching this comical yet terrifying scene.

The sight of an undead that was tens of meters tall howling in pain in the air, and the cause of all this was a human that was less than two meters tall, was too much of a visual impact.

"Is he the angel that subdues the demons? "

"It's too terrifying. Is this really a power that humans can master? "

"I must be dreaming today. Let me wake up, wake up from this nightmare."

The crowd was in a heated discussion. This was too shocking for them. The little girl who had been put aside by Eli earlier was also pursing her lips, not saying a word. He was so powerful.

If the lives of ordinary people were already so shocking, the royal family who knew of the existence of warlocks was another story.

At this time, they had all stood up from the ground and stood in front of the great palace watching this scene with their mouths wide open. The king in the lead was so excited that he was trembling, and his voice was mixed with fear.

He used to be a Warlock apprentice, so he guessed that the undead was at least a three-circle warlock. However, the undead was easily suppressed by the man in front of him. Could this man be a celestial?

How was this possible?

In the sky, Eli flicked his earring for the third time.

Bang!

Nikola's huge body shattered in an instant, while his original body was looking at Eli among the crowd of spirits as if he had seen a ghost.

But to his surprise, Roland didn't seem to care about him. Instead, a shadow appeared behind him, and all the undead fell into the shadow.

The incantation ring on Eli's arm glowed with a black light, and his mental power was increasing at a rapid pace.

136.

140.

..

185.

In the blink of an eye, Eli's mental energy had increased by a full fifty points. Although these were all undead of ordinary people, their numbers were large enough.

If he meditated, it would probably take decades or even centuries to improve this much, but now, it only took a dozen seconds.

One word, awesome!

Eli closed her eyes, sensing the changes within.

Not far away, Nikola was curled up, looking at Eli in fear, not daring to disturb him in the slightest. He was not as arrogant as he was earlier.

After more than ten minutes, Eli opened his eyes and looked at Nikola.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Roland." Eli said with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Nikola!" Nikola replied awkwardly.

"You don't look very happy to see me?!" Eli teased.

"No, I'm very happy. Seeing you today is the happiest thing I've ever seen." Nicola forced a smile and said against his will.

"So fake!"

Nicola, "…"

... historical

It was very hurtful!

"Do you want to live or die?" Eli looked at Nikola!

??

Nicola's eyes lit up. Did this mean that he still had a chance to live?

"I want to live. I want to live." He said hurriedly.

Eli nodded. He had originally intended to absorb him directly, but he now had an even better idea.

"Since you want to live, then you have to work, and it's a fair trade," Eli looked at Nikola and smiled politely, " I need souls, many, many souls. If you can help me collect a million undead, I can even return your soul core to you. Are you willing to do so?"

"I'm willing. I'm willing." Nikola nodded his head crazily.

"Alright," Eli nodded. "I'll let you go, but of course, I have one request. You can't cause trouble in the South of the West Coast. This is my territory. You have to go further north and help me see the environment there. As for souls, we'll contact each other when the time comes.

"Oh, I'm going to engrave a Soul brand in your soul spirit. You don't have any objections, right?" Eli asked.

"No objections." Nikola nodded bitterly. The soul core was already in Eli's hands, so the soul brand was nothing.

...

"Hmm, not bad." Eli smiled and immediately engraved the Soul brand on Nikola.

"Oh, you were once a third-circle mage?" Suddenly, Eli seemed to have sensed something and asked curiously.

"Yes. Then imprint all your knowledge and memories of your breakthrough for me. Also, do you know how to break through to the celestial realm? " Eli asked.

"Sure, sure, but I really don't know about the celestial. I had just broken through to the third circle back then." Nicola answered.

"Alright, alright," Eli waved his hand and threw out a crystal ball. Nicholas took the crystal ball with a smile. At least he had survived.

Soon, Nikola finished the branding.

Eli kept the crystal ball and was ready to leave. As for the Kings, he had no interest in them.

As Eli was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. He turned to Nikola and asked, " you're from before the catastrophe. Do you know what caused the catastrophe? "

This was a question that had always piqued his interest.

"Great catastrophe!" Hearing this, Nicolay was also stunned, "My Lord, I know a little about this, but I can't tell you!"

Eli, "…"

"This is very complicated. I can only tell you that it's a very powerful world, but I can't say much about it. It's best not to mention anything since we're not celestial!

"That was a terrifying civilization!"

Eli's brows twitched. Did this mean that the catastrophe was caused by a civilization? Which civilization was it?

"My lord, this is all I can say. Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing!" For the sake of his soul, Nikola quickly became one of Eli's men.

"Alright," he said. Eli waved his hand, and Nikola did not dare to play any tricks with him.

It was indeed a good thing to know less.

In any case, he would know sooner or later. There was no rush.

As long as Nikola was not caught, he would have an endless supply of undead and souls from other channels. He would go back to the White Tower first. Other things could wait until he was about to advance to the third circle.

It was time to return to the White Tower. Of course, he had to leave the girl at the camp first.

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191 New Job

Three days later, Eli returned to the iris campsite with the girl.

After another five days, he returned to the White Tower in a low-key manner.

It was also a week later that Kratos was surprised to find that Eli had returned and asked to meet him.

As soon as they met, Kratos's eyes kept glancing at Eli and asked, "Herman, were you the Warlock who appeared in the capital?" he asked.

Eli shook his head.

Of course, he knew what Kratos was going to say. In fact, since the incident in the capital, the news about a Mystical Warlock had spread throughout the entire southern area of the White Tower.

A third-circle undead was easily suppressed by a single person. This made many southern forces feel terrified. Was there actually a third-circle mage here?

Who was he?

What was his purpose?

Which force did he come from?

Everything was like a riddle. Everyone only knew the man's face.

"Alright, it can't be you." Kratos' expectant eyes dimmed. If Eli were a third-circle warlock, it would mean a lot.

Whether it was for the White Tower or the entire South of the West Coast, it was a heavy bomb, but the possibility was indeed not strong. After all, the information about breaking through to the third circle on the south coast was confidential. Even if Kratos wanted to break through to the third circle, he did not know the way.

"That person really wasn't me. I was gathering resources in another place at the time, and I didn't know who it was. I can't believe such a powerful person has appeared within our sphere of influence. I suggest that we immediately investigate this matter thoroughly." Eli pursed his lips and gave a suggestion.

"Yes." Kratos nodded. He would definitely investigate.

"That's it then. Compared to this, it's better to keep stabilizing the White Tower's position. After the blood alliance disappeared, many new small forces appeared in this area. These forces have to be dealt with. It's better not to have any unstable factors in our territory." Eli changed the topic.

"Indeed. We've been issuing ultimatums to them. People are filling up the prison every day." Kratos rubbed his temples and looked at Eli. "the prison has to be rebuilt, but we lack a person to guard it. Do you have any recommendations? "

Eli, "???"

Why did they suddenly talk about prison?

However…

Eli fell into deep thought. This seemed to suit him a little. Although he had Nikola collecting spirits outside, he couldn't meet up with him often.

Wouldn't it be better if there was a long-term stable stream of souls?

It just so happened that the White Tower, as a growing force, was constantly fighting and expanding. Naturally, there would be an endless stream of warlocks being sent to prison. Wasn't this place just right for Eli?

At the thought of this, his eyes gradually became serious, and he said to Kratos, "There is indeed a person."

"Who is it?" Kratos asked curiously.

"Me!"

"You?"

"Yes, me." historical

Kratos' eyes widened as he looked at Eli and asked, " why are you interested in this? This position is very troublesome. Besides, you already have a position. Will this affect your own progress? "

"It's alright. The main thing is that the White Tower is currently lacking in manpower. As an honorary member of the White Tower, I naturally have to bear more responsibility. This matter is settled then." Eli said righteously.

Kratos, on the other hand, gasped. He looked at Eli and was a little touched.

"Mm, I knew you still loved the White Tower." Kratos nodded.

"Let's talk about it in the next meeting."

"Alright," he said.

..

Another month passed.

The White Tower's new prison was built. It was a tall tower with 12 floors and a large number of underground prisons equipped with a large number of defenses. It was called the Black Tower prison and was built in the forest not far from the White Tower.

The person in charge of this place was the honorary Deputy representative of the White Tower, Herman.

For a moment, many people were shocked. After all, this place didn't have any benefits. Instead, the person in charge had to spend a lot of time and effort. This made many people admire Herman even more.

As for Eli …

"Cool!"

In a large prison, Eli had devoured a Warlock who was about to be executed.

Looking at the fallen Warlock, although his mental strength was not as good as a mage's, the thought of having a steady stream of resources in the future made Eli's mood much better.

And it was not just souls. The corpses of warlocks could be used to cultivate blood bamboo flowers, while their bones could be refined into skeletons.

At this time, he realized that he had made a good decision. This was the most suitable place for him to live at the current stage.

After dealing with it, Eli walked out of prison and looked ahead.

Warlocks were locked up in rows of prisons. Most of them were apprentices, but there would occasionally be a first circle Warlock among them. They looked at Eli with fear.

Everyone had heard the screams in prison.

This Warden even tortured prisoners on death row. Did he have any humanity?

On the other hand, Eli had a smile on his face as he returned to the top floor. He had already moved everything he had here, and he planned to hand over the magical plants management to Ross, then develop here in peace.

He needed to become stronger.

..

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

In the past year, Eli had assigned the task of resource allocation to a few of his men, the most important part of which was assigned to Ross. He was also in charge of the contact with the iris camp.

...

As for Eli, he stayed in the prison at ease, enjoying the resources from the White Tower every day, as well as the prisoners who were about to die and be killed in prison. All these allowed his mental power to grow at a steady pace.

And Nikola.

This guy had also reached the area north of the White Tower and started a new business.

In fact, Nikola was very powerful. With a large number of undead, he could even help Eli reach the third circle soon. This allowed him to act as he pleased in this area. He quickly established a new undead force, the house of the undead.

The establishment of the house of the undead attracted the attention of several major forces.

A new round of probing had begun, and several forces had fought with him, but they had all been defeated by Nikola.

Even the White Tower had noticed this force, which made Kratos a little nervous because the house of the undead was not far from the White Tower. But to his surprise, although the house of the undead often invaded other places, they never set foot here. This made him a little confused, but he also realized something.

The undead was definitely afraid of the three-ring warlock that had appeared earlier. Of course, there was also one thing that puzzled him, and that was why the third-circle warlock had let the undead go.

He didn't understand.

..

Nikola was only a part of it.

...

The iris campsite.

The little girl, Katarina, had also received a wizard's education. He was surprised to find out that this little girl's talent was really good. By now, she had already become a level 1 wizard apprentice under the guidance of Tijie, and she was now being trained as the future leader.

Everything was changing, and the master of the storm, Eli, was lying on the bench leisurely.

To him, whether it was Nikola or the others, they were all external resources. The most important thing was himself.

He had a deeper understanding of the devouring rune recently. He was prepared to study it further. It was not just to prepare for the third seal. He wanted to see if the seal could unleash other powers.

"I'll take it slow."

Eli got up from the recliner, walked to the window, and looked at the White Tower in the distance.

In a short hundred years, the White Tower had grown from nothing to a powerful force. What about a hundred years later?

What would this place look like a hundred years later?

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A hundred years later.

On the ground floor of the tall black Tower prison, the sound of footsteps slowly came from far to near.

All the prisoners in the cells were curled up in the corners of their cells, not daring to make a single sound. They were basically prisoners who had killed people like flies, but when they heard this voice, they couldn't help but feel terrified.

Everyone in the White Tower knew that they couldn't be locked up in the Black Tower's prison because Warden Herman was a terrible person.

!!

As for how terrifying he was, one didn't have to specifically ask around because one would always know his story from various channels. The story could stop children from crying, but it could also make people feel chill.

However, it seemed like Herman was only here for a short while. He soon disappeared from the first floor, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"sigh, the mental strength of this batch of prisoners is not good enough, or have I become that scary? "

On the other side, Eli shook his head as he left the floor.

He walked through the stairs and small paths with familiarity and soon returned to the top floor. He stood by the window and looked into the distance.

It was different from the past. As far as the eye could see, it was filled with buildings. Mage towers rose from the ground, both in number and height. Just by sensing, he could feel how much stronger the people here were.

First-circle warlocks were not rare, and there were quite a few second-circle warlocks.

"This is the current White Tower." Eli pursed his lips, and his gaze was distant.

A hundred years.

Today happened to be the hundredth year he had lived here, so he did not feel anything. However, be it the 197 points of solidified mental power in his body or the bloodline that had long reached its limit and could no longer be improved, all of it told him that everything was different.

Compared to a hundred years ago, he was now a Mage and a warlock at the peak of the second circle.

"That was fast!"

To Eli, a hundred years was just a number. However, to those who were bitterly pursuing other life goals, it was completely different.

He had really changed a lot.

One thing after another swirled in Eli's mind like smoke clouds, and he sorted them out one by one.

The first year.

Everything was normal. Nothing major happened.

The fifth year.

The White Tower began to annex the surrounding small forces, and the scope of its influence continued to expand. During this process, there were a large number of prisoners every day, and in the thirty years of its expansion after that, it was the time when Eli's mental power improved the fastest.

He only remembered that he devoured a large number of people every day.

He missed those days.

In the same year, he also began to study the devouring spell.

The tenth year.

The White Tower expanded further, and at this moment, Eli was about to advance to the second circle solidification, Catarina had also advanced to the first circle, and Ross had also advanced to the later stage of the second circle.

In the same year, the house of the undead, which had expanded to the North of the White Tower, annexed Lilith Warlock Academy and became one of the major forces in the South of the West Coast. They also provided a large number of undead crystals to Eli every five years.

The number of undead that Nikola owned had also increased from one million to one million and five hundred thousand. Nikola could not understand why he still had to work so hard. However, he was still full of hope at this moment, hoping that he would be free one day.

The iris mage camp had also started to expand to the North. They had taken in some mage camps and began to expand in the shadows.

With the White Tower's intentional neglect and the house of the undead's care, they were living pretty well.

The 40th year.

Eli had already stepped into the 'late-stage of second-circle'. At this moment, he suddenly realized a problem. The long-term absorption of large amounts of mental power had caused his mental power to be a little weak, and the quality was not high.

He was also very glad that he had discovered the problem ahead of time and so began to rely on the tilted tower to train his mental power. This process lasted for a full thirty years, and to ensure the future, Eli had ruthlessly polished his foundation for thirty years, along with the power of his bloodline.

After the polishing, his strength became stronger and different from before.

At this time, the White Tower had also begun to enter a long period of digestion.

However, something bad happened.

The bloodline tower in the central region seemed to be suppressed by the black Isotta. At this time, he noticed that his student Vivika seemed to have advanced to the late-stage of the second-circle, and he also heard that this little girl had actually become the Deputy tower master of the bloodline tower. However, he still didn't contact her.

Due to the suppression of the bloodline tower, black Isotta was able to free up one of his hands and quickly took in the four major Southern factions near the central region, making them their subordinates.

Of course, a Dark Horse had emerged at this time, and it was the house of the undead.

Nikola, who could temporarily expand to the power of the third circle, also took in the other forces and became another major force, restricting the black Isotta's expansion.

For a time, the entire West Coast was in a state of chaos. In the central, Black Isotta suppressed the bloodline tower. In the south, there was the house of undead. White Tower was at the southernmost end.

The White Tower had developed quite well in the past few years and had already gathered most of the forces and resources in the southernmost region. It was a large force, but of course, it was still far from being comparable to them. The only reason it was in such a position was that the rest was all busy and didn't have time to deal with Tower tower.

In the dark, the mage force, iris camp, was also developing.

On the other hand, Eli was also gathering some information by relying on the spread of his influence.

The seventieth year.

At this point, everything was basically stable.

At this time, although the number of cells in the Black Tower prison had decreased a lot, with Nikola's support, this was insignificant. He had also reached the limit of a second-circle mage.

He began another accumulation stage.

In the same year, after Tijie's death, Catarina, who had advanced to the second circle, took over the mage camp. That day, Eli was in prison when he received tijie's message.

"My Lord, I've already arranged your tasks. I'm really sorry, but I can't accompany you for the rest of the journey."

At that time, Eli had mixed feelings. He suddenly realized that the White Tower had been established for almost two hundred years and that Tijie was almost three hundred years old. Due to years of hard work, her vitality declined, and she died.

That day, he left the Black Tower prison and the White Tower. He attended Tijie's funeral, presented a bouquet of white flowers, arranged some affairs, and then left.

...

He was already used to it.

People would die.

Except for him.

At this moment, Nikola had given two million souls to Eli, but he still owed Eli.

..

In the blink of an eye, it was the eightieth year.

At this moment, everything was still stable, and it was a rare period of peace.

The iris camp had also become a huge Mage force. It was no longer called a camp, and its sphere of influence had expanded further. Its tentacles had even begun to spread in the central region, and Catarina was in charge of it.

Eli had also finally made great achievements in his research on the devouring runes. He had created his own devouring spell. Although he had not achieved much so far, it was still a milestone.

Nikola currently owed Eli three million souls. He had already vaguely realized that with his abilities, he might not be able to pay off his debt in this lifetime. He might as well let it go and become Eli's subordinate.

The debt was written off.

...

From the looks of it, he seemed to have profited.

..

The 90th year.

A war broke out between the bloodline tower and the black Isotta. It was said that even the third circle mages had taken action. The impact was huge. The war only lasted for three years, but it had caused a huge impact.

In this war, the bloodline tower was at a disadvantage, and this caused a miraculous change to everything. This war meant that White Tower had free reign to develop steadily.

This period of time lasted for almost ten years.

The war in the central region was almost over, and no one knew what would happen next for the White Tower.

"Sigh, even I couldn't have predicted that so many things would happen!"

Eli retracted his gaze and returned to his room.

Time was on his side, but he couldn't control what was happening, but fortunately, he was getting stronger and stronger.

He had this confidence, and it came from the accumulation of everything.

In the past, he might have panicked when facing multiple two-circle warlocks, but now, there was no problem at all. The accumulation of a hundred years had not only increased his strength but also allowed him to have a clearer understanding of himself and his forces.

He was really strong.

Thump thump thump!

Suddenly, a bell rang.

Eli looked out the window curiously. If he remembered correctly, three rings of the bell meant a level one all-organization alert. Although it was less than six rings, this was already quite a serious matter.

"It seems like something has happened?"

Eli frowned. At the same time, the token also received Kratos' message.

"Come to a meeting now!"

It was enough to explain the seriousness of the matter because it had been decades since Eli attended the Parliament, and this time, Kratos actually took the initiative to remind him.

Eli tidied his clothes and walked out of the black Tower. This was the second time he stepped out of the black Tower in 50 years. The first time was to attend Tijie's funeral.

He wanted to see what had happened.historical

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