Sorry, it's late...

The greatest man-made object to date when viewed from inside the maelstrom is an unforgettable sight, unlike the pure white energy vortex outside, when the sunlight overhead passes over the top of the maelstrom, the entire interior of the maelstrom shimmers like a rainbow of different lights.

It was magic flickering, Xu Yichen stretched out his hand and crossed the energy vortex that was spinning at high speed, his fingers melted instantly as if he had reached into hydrochloric acid, and when he withdrew his palm, it slowly regrew.

Here, most of the magical equipment on Xu Yichen's body has lost its effect, and his storage space was left in the expeditionary force camp before coming here, which is full of various logistical supplies, and the Loess District has not missed any opportunity to send supplies to the ancient Roman Empire.

At this time, Xu Yichen only had the armor of the Apocalypse War Horse, and the Great Sword of War Calamity could still be used normally, or it could be described as very active.

"Hell, what kind of place is this?" Trolls spinning the blade of war in a restless manner: "I feel like I'm coming home here, and I don't plan to stay here permanently, do I?" I'm afraid that it will gradually become subspatial. ”

Xu Yichen calmed the soul of Dinox, this fake bloodthirsty person now doesn't want to go back to subspace than he does: "Keep quiet, otherwise I can only purify it completely, I should know that I don't care if this weapon can be used normally now." ”

Dick was quite cooperative, after all, it knew that Xu Yichen now had a psionic weapon, and this kid had indeed done such a thing.

"It's the craziest human I've ever seen." Nicks muttered one last word and lurked.

The Silent Nun looked at the Maelstrom quietly, she had already learned about the entire Maelstrom plan from Ephilal, and she knew that what she was seeing was the last legacy left by the Witch Kings.

"Thousands of years ago, the Witch Kings turned the New World into a desert, and turned the vitality of that land into their own magic." Ephilar reached out and left one brilliant rainbow after another in the energy vortex, and her psionic power was quite active here: "Now, they have given it all back to this world. ”

The Maelstrom is beginning to exert its true power, not influencing the world, but changing it.

On a global scale, almost every day, every moment, every second, the casters could feel themselves weakening and the magical environment around them thinning.

Spellcasters know that magic can rise and fall and change periodically, but that change takes generations to feel on a time scale, rather than a drastic change like the one that occurs in just a few days.

Those who can go far on the path of spellcasters are smart people, and now this group of smart people has begun to explore what is going on in this world.

"New news from the New World confirms that it is indeed the energy vortex of the ancient Roman Empire that is plundering the magic." The Old World's Alliance of Spellcasters has been perfected by the Plague of Flowers that has swept through the Old World, and now, they are discussing the issue of declining mana: "I think Mage Edward is trying to protect that energy vortex, and he may be lying. ”

"Master Edward deceived us? Why did he do that? A high-ranking mage asked, "The decline of mana is a problem for all of us, is the news from the New World reliable?" Didn't the disciples of the witch king always look down on us? ”

"Master Edward may have had his own agendas, but the news from the New World is true." Another legendary spellcaster in the guild affirmed, "The news comes from the god of magic that the casters of the New World believe in, and this is an oracle. ”

"Just kidding, when did the god of magic exist? Can the Witch Kings allow such gods to appear on their territory? Another legendary spellcaster joked, "Those witch kings will take that god of magic and study it carefully, and if we really want to solve the problem, we can send a team of investigators to the ancient Roman Empire to investigate." ”

The casters are sane and have a hard time developing firm beliefs, but Tzeentch's god of magic, who claims to be a god, deals with his followers on an equal exchange.

The information he is interested in can be exchanged for knowledge, the completion of tasks given to him can be exchanged for knowledge, and the dissemination of his faith can be exchanged for knowledge.

Therefore, the belief in the god of magic is like a pyramid scheme, which has spread in the New World, and has also affected some spellcasters in the Old World.

For example, the legendary spellcaster who convened this meeting.

"The ancient Roman Empire was now in the hands of the Iron and Seris, and they did not allow any other forces to appear in that land except for a part of the Europa." The legendary spellcaster said maliciously, "If there is no secret, they don't need to be so cautious, and Mage Edward is probably already standing with the group of strangers." ”

"We should attack the tower directly, don't you understand? The Seris are dismantling the entire magical environment! Another spellcaster also stepped forward and shouted, apparently the god of magic had made an irresistible bounty for the task.

No one said to know how many of the Old World Spellcasters' Guild had secretly believed in the god of magic, but the proposal to attack the towers of the Ancient Roman Empire was approved by the Guild by a high vote.

When Mage Edward learned the news, things were irreparable, and the first armed spellcasters had reached the borders of the ancient Roman Empire through teleportation, and what stopped them was the space jammers built by the Iron Men.

Unauthorised spellcasters could not directly enter the territory of the ancient Roman Empire through teleportation spells, and the existence of this unspoken rule was unknown to the Salionists and the Iron People who had fought for more than two hundred years.

The ancient Roman Empire never regarded humans as enemies, and perhaps the Legion's affection for humans also influenced the later intelligent units.

Outside the tower, the army of infected people had officially made contact with the expeditionary force, and the outermost line of defense lasted only forty-five minutes.

The warriors fought tenaciously, but there were too many infected, and they withstood the fire of the expeditionary force and filled the first line of defense with corpses.

Then, until the expeditionary force retreated to the third line of defense, the sound of gunfire could be heard from the closed bunkers on the first line of defense, and the soldiers inside would fight to the death in despair.

Or worse, they will be infected and face their comrades again as enemies.