Mage Edward looked at the magic sand table in front of him with some regret, which collapsed in an instant, turning into a plate of sand with no special features.

"An era is over, and it's worth a toast." Mage Edward raised his glass and toasted to the Magic Sandbox, "May the next era be better, may we have the next era." ”

The same thing happened in the Far South Continent, the female warrior Vitoria poured a stomach of rancid water, swallowed bitterly, and said a little lonely: "Has it started?" Hell, so fast? Boss, a barrel of spirits! I bought the order for today's show, so that everyone can have a good time. ”

Most of the people who were in the bar at this time were drunkards, and everyone smiled, raised their glasses to the samurai, and toasted her.

The natureless Vittoria found a no-man's corner with her barrel of spirits, looked at the bustling city of Shabak outside, and drank to herself.

She came to Europa from the Far South, but she couldn't find a sense of home, and there was a big difference between the nascent Europa Empire and the EU, and even the system had changed.

After all this experience, Vittoria had long since let go of her personal grudges, she just felt lost, she didn't know where to go, and the only good news for her was probably that the world was the same.

Now, everyone knows that the time that belongs to the caster is over, and the maelstrom has robbed the entire world of magic, and the giant energy vortex is like the Prime of Optimus, connecting the heavens and the earth.

The defenders on the tower have withdrawn, because the edge of the maelstrom has touched the tower, and one of the guards yesterday lost his footing for a while, and was swept into the maelstrom, and disappeared without even a bubble.

Beneath the tower, the defenders eventually held their line seven hundred meters from the outer wall of the tower, and the army of infected formed a dense forest outside the line, and many of the trees that the infected turned into even exceeded a hundred meters in height.

The infected of the Plague of Flowers weave a vast web over the canopy of trees, ready to rain down from the sky to attack the defenders' defenses.

Before the start of the war, the expeditionary force, plus reinforcements from Europa, totaled more than 600,000 people, and in less than two days, there were less than 170,000 left.

More than half of the legendary powerhouses gathered in the Loess Region have been killed, and with the depletion of the magical environment, only the Wine Sword Immortal is still the true nature of the legendary powerhouse.

Zhang Guolao, as a legendary powerhouse who was more inclined to a spellcaster, no longer even had the strength to fly through the sky at this time, and his immortal crane had also swallowed his last breath a few hours ago.

"This new era is coming too fast, and it really has the style of a new dynasty, no matter what you do, it's fast." Zhang Guolao smiled bitterly, in addition to the crane, he also lost an arm, his empty sleeves swaying in the wind, indescribably down.

"Look at the infected people outside, this world is changing too fast, the new dynasty is being pushed to change, who of us would have thought a few years ago that such demons and monsters would run rampant in the world?" The Wine Sword Immortal devoured his share of lunch, and after losing his magic power, the biggest change for the transcendents was that they were eating more than before, and they needed to use food to supplement the part of the energy consumption that was previously supported by magic.

The wine sword fairy felt that he could no longer be chic, who had ever seen a sword fairy who ate five catties at a time and could only fly for three minutes?

Not to mention that he still has to find a place to pull it through after coming down, this is a battlefield, and when the sappers designed the defense area, they didn't consider building a toilet for the legendary powerhouse.

He now even drinks high-purity alcohol, which is more anti-hunger than eating directly, and he pulls less, although at least one-third of the people in the army have seen him squatting in the pit now, but Jiu Jian Xian is still a face-saving person.

Fortunately, Jiu Jian Xian didn't know that there were already soldiers in private who were ridiculing Jiu Jian Xian for consuming fifteen catties per 100 kilometers.

In this death harvesting field, the legendary powerhouse is not the protagonist of the war, and the only one who really deserves this title is the great impure Otug more than a dozen kilometers away. The father of flowers, and the maelstrom itself, which is encircled by the tower.

Perhaps, it can also be counted as Xu Yichen inside the whirlpool.

Xu Yichen thought that after he entered the inside of the maelstrom, he would face a bloody battle, but he didn't expect that this bloody battle would be like this.

The narrow space was already crowded with Chaos Demons, some of which Xu Yichen had seen, and some of which he had never heard of, and which had not even appeared in the Gray Knight's memory.

These Chaos Demons were huddled together, and the little ones couldn't even move, and they would touch the Maelstrom itself if they were not careful, and then they would be melted away without even bones.

The witch and the silent nun leaned on Xu Yichen's back, each holding one direction, carefully maintaining their own activity space with Xu Yichen as the core.

In this narrow space, the witch's invisible psionic blade, Xu Yichen's psionic lightning, and psionic banishment, constantly harvesting the chaos demons.

Sister Serry Stein is in charge of clearing out the Chaos Demons who have dodged all kinds of attacks and entered the defensive circle, and in the eyes of these true subspace creatures, she is like an invisible person, and she does not exist at all.

Xu Yichen knew very well that the seemingly chaotic battle situation at the moment was actually just an appetizer, those evil gods were just dumping the contents of their trash cans to disgust them, and the real test had not yet begun.

He looked up at the pitch-black void above his head, reached out and unscrewed off a tentacled head, threw it hard, and raised his middle finger fiercely.

It's just that the head, like the other Chaos Demons, quickly vanished after it was inactive.

In the next second, the void above Xu Yichen's head suddenly flickered, and an orange-yellow vertical pupil flashed, accompanied by a sharp and piercing laughter, as if mocking the inadequacy of human beings.

The void returned to its original calm almost immediately, as if nothing had happened.

But Celestein lost consciousness on the spot and fell like a piece of wood, and Ephilar gritted her crown of teeth, trying to resist the fluctuations transmitted from the bottom of the Sea of Psionic Energy.

"Is that the same thing as what I was thinking?" The witch slashed Xu Yichen's wrist with an invisible psionic blade, sucking his blood to stabilize her state: "Almost killed me." ”

"I guess that's what you think, but no one knows for sure." Xu Yichen also suffered a certain degree of impact, but he was not so sensitive to chaos: "Tzeentch just glanced at us. ”

"Am I going to be honored?" The witch smiled weakly, "This is also a kind of glory in this world, right?" We've faced the evil gods, and we're still alive and well? ”

Xu Yichen also laughed, he wielded the Great Sword of War and the Psionic Blade to maintain the stability of his defense: "It seems that I don't have to worry about you being corrupted for the time being." ”