"Whoa!" In the hall, which was once magnificent, but now there was something missing, Archmage Travysh threw a sterling silver cup in his hand to the ground.

He exerted so much force that the fine glass slammed into the marble floor, badly deformed, and the red wine inside spilled on the floor.

The marble floor, which had been cleaned immaculately, spread red wine and flowed along the crevices of the marble.

Several of Telavish's henchmen stood at the bottom of the stairs with their heads bowed, silent and silent. They are also nervous now, because half of the empire they controlled before has broken away from their rule overnight.

"Marven! Odlek! You bastards! Bastard! The old man's voice echoed through the empty hall, and the roaring voice of the archmage was full of anger and unwillingness, panic and despair.

Marven was the first puppet empire lord to make a declaration, and the city he commanded was the first to declare its independence from Tel Avish's rule, and it was this legendary telegram that caused the entire puppet empire to begin to split.

And Odlek is the "new leader" elected by the so-called "new puppet empire" now huddled in the northwest region, and he is also a great mage, but his skills are a little worse than Tel Wishish.

Now, under the leadership of Odlek, more and more puppet empire cities have joined the ranks of the opposition to the Grand Magister of Telavish. These cities want to make peace with human nations such as Griken and stop the wars between humans.

Although neither Grecken nor Iran Hill have signed any truce agreement with this so-called new puppet empire, the emergence of this new puppet empire still gives many puppet empire civilians a new choice.

As a result, more and more civilians, especially the displaced refugees in the northeast, began to move to the northwest, and these people left their homes, directly plunging the northeast of the collapsed puppet empire into even more desperate chaos.

"What about their armies? What about the Legion of Magicians? I'm going to lead the army myself! Flatten that damn ...... Damn it...... What a new puppet empire! Telavish clenched his fists and roared in hatred.

These days, he finally stabilized his mood and held a banquet that won the hearts of the people to cover the tight battle on the front line.

But who would have thought that the rebellion in the northwest, which was not huge and seemed to be able to be suppressed at any time, would turn into a deep reflection on this war within the puppet empire.

More and more high-level mages are beginning to realize that their help in the demon's attack on humans is debatable.

They had all believed Tel Avish's words before, and felt that there was really no hope for humanity. Cooperating with the source of magic may be the only way out for humanity.

But now, they were shocked to find that their own strength was actually not the most powerful state of human beings - since someone was stronger than them, then the fight against the demon might not necessarily be lost, and the civil war they set off lost its original meaning.

So far, the only reason for the high-level magicians of the puppet empire to persist in fighting is actually that they are unwilling to admit their previous foolish vanity.

Although the magicians of the puppet empire are still arrogant in their bones, they still have a strong sense of vanity, and they are still unwilling to admit their defeat, but they are very aware of the fact that they have been beaten.

The pain made them give up their pride and accept the reality in front of them. And once they begin to accept the reality and admit their failures, then their next decisions will be a matter of course.

Therefore, this part of the magicians who have come to their senses are ready to correct the mistakes they have made before.

They were going to break with Tel Wish, break with the demons, make peace with Grican and Ellan Hill, and join the anti-demon alliance they should have joined a long time ago.

As a result, the new puppet empire entrenched in the northwest has become a climate, and the top leaders of the puppet empire have finally realized that there is an even more intractable enemy behind them!

This hastily established, but appealing new puppet empire, had turned the entire western region against it in a matter of days—the only places left by the old puppet empire were the central region and the northeastern region, which had become a chaotic frontline.

This is also the reason why the puppet empire's recent puppet production has been even weaker - there are few places left that have not been attacked, and most of the functioning cities have now rebelled......

"Mentor!" A high-ranking magician saluted Telavish and said, "You can't leave now!" If you don't have a Midland...... The mess will only grow more and more, and it will be out of control! ”

"Yes! Mentor! Why do you need to recruit in person, I personally lead an army of 500,000, and I can wipe out those clowns who jump off the beam within a month! "Anyway, you don't have to pay taxes to brag, and the other magician started to ask for a battle with one mouth.

It's just that his request for war is a bit laughable-if the puppet empire can draw 500,000 troops now, there will be no such thing as a shortage of troops in the Maren River.

Therefore, he knew that he would not be sent out at all, so he could also express his loyalty to his mentor with nonsense: "Mentor! Let me go! Students will win......"

Tel Wishh glanced at this very low-key student on weekdays, and couldn't help sneering in his heart - he is old and fine, so he can naturally see what the other party thinks, and the other party thinks that he is an acting school, but in front of Tel Avish, he is still too tender.

However, there is nothing good to do in Telavish, and it is not surprising that these clowns are dancing around in this state of green and yellow.

Not to mention that the puppet empire does not have so many forces to deal with the rebels now, and even if there is, Tel Avish will not dare to hand over the battle that will determine the fate of the empire to a layman.

"That's it! All right! Know your faithfulness! In the end, Telavish's life is like a drama all about acting, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, but instead encouraged the other party.

After a few words of encouragement, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and asked the other magician, "Franzberg...... How's his recent research going? ”

Because he hadn't asked this defector from Irlanhill for too long, Tel Vish couldn't even remember the name of his cheap apprentice.

So, a magician bowed his head and reminded awkwardly: "Great, great, Your Excellency the Great Magister, actually, his name is Frentsberg. ”

Hearing the reminder of his subordinates, Telavish did not blush and be embarrassed, but just coughed, revealed the matter, and continued to ask: "Frenzberg! How's his research going? ”

Speaking of Frenzberg, this sad defector is now in the puppet empire, and he is still running his own work in Irlanhill.

These studies are boring and useless, and even if they are, they are not comparable to their counterparts in Ellan Hill.

If he had known that he had come to the puppet empire to learn not some advanced magic that would move mountains and reclaim seas, he would not have betrayed Iran Hill.

"We have developed 3 different models of radar...... The performance is very good...... But, ......" A magician in charge of this matter suddenly felt stressed and explained.

Before he could finish speaking, Tel Wishish became a little impatient, so he immediately interrupted him with a remark, and hurriedly asked, "Speak clearly!" But what? ”

The magician swallowed a mouthful of saliva, finally calmed down, and hurriedly spoke: "But Iran Hill has a new weapon, as long as our radar is on, their missiles can accurately attack our radar station......"

"Wherever we hide the radar station, they will find out immediately. Dozens of times, dozens of times! We've destroyed dozens of radars......" he said, closing his mouth and looking at Archmagister Telavish, whose face had turned the color of a pig's liver.

The puppet empire desperately researched the new technology of Irlanhill, only to find that the new weapons and equipment that were invincible in the hands of Irlanhill's troops had become fragile toys in their hands.

Elle Hill can easily destroy these toys, so that the expensive new weapons of these puppet empires will be turned into wreckage one by one.

Before, when the puppet empire could barely support it, Tel Wishish didn't think much about it, but at this time, at this moment, he suddenly felt that it was not necessarily that Iran Hill had more advanced technology to suppress the puppet empire, but also because there was a conspiracy within the puppet empire!

The new puppet empire made him suspicious, adding to the speculation that there was no evidence.

But Frentzberg, who was busy in the laboratory, did not expect that he would be suspected by Telavish, and it only happened in this inexplicable moment, because of a casual remark......

If he had foreseen that he would end up in such an embarrassing situation, he would not have betrayed Iran Hill at all.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and there is no terrifying magic that can reverse time - there is only bloody wars here, and there is a rising mighty empire.

"Maybe it'...... What about the flaws that Frenzberg deliberately left behind? Telavish squinted his eyes at the magician who had opened his mouth to report, his words as cold as frost.

The magician was visibly stunned at Telavish's cold question, and then he looked up, saw Traveish's murderous and strange face, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Someone's coming!" Tel Vish didn't wait for the other party to give him an answer, in fact he already had his own answer: "Go and bring Frentzberg here!" Instantly! Right away! ”