I temporarily participated in a roving medical team to visit the countryside, and today I only came back temporarily to recuperate.

A smile appeared on Rhaeggar's lips, and instead of responding to Hoss's request immediately, he turned his gaze to all the deacons below.

"Master Coville," he said softly, "as the chief deacon in charge of internal affairs, everything about the God of the Storm should be in your head, now please tell us what kind of strength our mage tower has now?"

Although he didn't understand Rhaegar's intentions, the old mage did not hesitate to tell him what he knew—in fact, it was not a secret within the Storm God.

"We now have about 2,000 mages," Colville said, "of which there are eighty of them who have reached the level of *** division, and there are about 50,000 'acolyte' warriors, who are strong enough to defeat three times our regular army, in addition to this, we have formed an alliance with seventeen mage towers, they will be our most powerful helpers, and dwarves and sub-giants are our most reliable backing." Relying on these, we firmly control the population of nearly 1.1 billion people in more than 40 countries in the two civilization regions, and with the power of dwarves and sub-giants, our hands have been extended to the third civilization region. Besides," the mage hesitated for a moment, then continued, "our master also has an army of powerful monsters at his disposal, and their numbers are overwhelming, enough to flatten any nation overnight. "After the war against the Mage Regiment, even though the existence of Blackstone Island and Sock was a secret to the people of the Storm God, Rhaeggar's possession of an army of monsters was already an open matter.

"Let's talk about the current power of the Northern Mage Tower. Coville now somewhat understood what Rhaegar meant, he glanced thoughtfully at the owner of the Mage Tower, and then said, "We have ten eighth-order *** masters in the Northern Mage Tower, as well as three hundred mages, and three mage organizations allied with us, in St. Endos, no one has the strength to compete with us. ”

"Do you hear that?" Rhaegar motioned to Colville to retreat into the ranks, and then said to the deacons, including Hoth, "On this continent, there has never been a mage tower of our size, as long as we want to, anyone who dares to oppose us will be crushed by us, and the bloody night is no exception, and they obviously know this very well, so they only dare to hide in the shadows and secretly 'touch' and 'touch' to act." ”

"To us, Bloody Night is just a little bug," Rhaegar continued, "and I'm sure that's the opinion of the vast majority, yes, it's just a little bug. He paused slightly, "But don't forget, in nature, many behemoths fall under the mouths of those poisonous little insects, and no one believes that those little insects will kill them until they lose their lives, including themselves - as long as they gently lift their feet and fall, they can destroy the insects before they can stick their stingers into their bodies, but pride and carelessness stop them." ”

His gaze turned back to Hoth, "Never underestimate your opponent, unless you don't intend to be his enemy, even a fly should use all your strength. He didn't say any more, but Hoss had already understood the meaning of his words, and the *** master bowed his head in convincing and accepted the other party's admonition.

Rhaegar watched Hoss's performance with satisfaction, knowing that he had completely subdued this 'gloomy' and withdrawn *** master - sometimes, in order to make a person die, it takes more than just a favor to him, and appropriate criticism can gain the respect and love of others.

"Do you want me to go?" asked Crens, "and I'll make them disappear in a month." "As the former head of the Northern Mage Tower, despite having been away from St. Endosus for many years, the human-demon 'hybrid' who was once called the cold-blooded demon 'woman' by the people there with awe still has great deterrent power, and in fact, quite a few deacons believe that no one would dare to oppose the god of storms if Krens was still in that position.

"I'll take care of it myself," Rhaegar said, "I'm going to the Forgotten Jungle to do some business, and Coville and you will take care of the day-to-day business here." Suter and Seren, take your men with me, and we'll set out in three days' time. ”

"So," the geist stood up from his seat, "my friends, I will be back soon, and in the meantime, I hope you don't let me down again." ”

Looking around at the mages who bowed down to him, Rhaeggar's figure faded, and after a few moments, he disappeared completely into the council hall, and immediately appeared outside the 'door' of Haim's room in the mage's tower.

"Shall we leave now?" Heim, who had already been informed, was not surprised by Rhaeggar's arrival, "I'm ready. "The feeling of returning to the birthplace of the race to face the terrible enemy who has destroyed his country makes the always calm 'spirit' spirit can't help but run in his blood, and fanaticism and *** flicker in his eyes.

"Not yet," Rhaegar said, "The Spirit of Thunder and Lightning is an extremely powerful being, and even now I am not sure that I can defeat it head-on, so we must make some preparations before facing it." ”

The knock on the door sounded again, and Willy walked in from outside with a smile on her face, and behind her, an agitated battle axe carrying a huge double-edged axe, and the eagerness for battle was written all over his eyes—the dwarf did not return to the tribe after the battle with the team, "I need to find inspiration here to cultivate and improve." He said this to the young dwarves who adored him avidly, but in fact, Rhaegar had no doubt that the wine treasured in his mage's tower was the real reason for his stay.

"Fighting again?" said Tomahawk, who had been told the destination of the trip, in his characteristic loud voice, "Thunder and lightning spirit?

"Unless you can meet my requirements," Rhaegar said unceremoniously, "no one will ever try to approach that jungle." His gaze swept over his companions standing in front of him, and he said, "Compared to the Thunder and Lightning Spirits, the powerful opponents we have encountered before are simply a group of gentle little lambs, and, in addition to its own great strength, this existence also rules over countless magical beasts in the Forgotten Jungle, this is by no means a refreshing holiday trip, in fact, we need outside help, and at the same time, we also need to do some training ourselves." ”