Howling winds, sand and dust covered the rivers and the land, and the endless wilderness stretched far beyond the horizon. Above the sky, a dark scorching sun burned incessantly, illuminating the earth in front of him and the sacred and solemn royal city.

Loslick.

"What's wrong?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"What's going on?"

It was the whole of London that was pulled into the seal by Fangzheng, so at the moment, as long as the magicians in London were completely shocked by this change.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Standing under the city gate, Ermelo II looked at the red ponytail above, clenched her fists and whispered, while Fang Zheng smiled, and then she raised her big sword and pointed at the clock tower opposite.

"I'm the representative of the Thousand Worlds Tree, the magical girl Red Ponytail."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it clearly passed through the barrier and resounded in everyone's ears.

"Now, on behalf of the Thousand Worlds Tree, I officially declare war on the Magic Association and the Clock Tower. Monarchs of the Twelve Families who wield the Clock Tower and the Magic Society, your time is over, and your ideals are gone. For the sake of the world, for the future and survival of mankind, we, the Thousand Worlds Tree, will declare a complete war on the Magic Association here! We're going to remove everyone's magic marks and destroy the clock tower once and for all! From now on, the era of magicians living for their roots and attaining supremacy by relying only on magic marks and family power is over! New magic, new rules, new order——— will be determined by our Thousand Worlds Tree! ”

What the!?

Hearing the sound in their ears, almost all the magicians were shocked, they looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't even know how to react.

Of course, many magicians knew the news that the Thousand Worlds Tree and the Magic Association had torn their faces again, but deep down in the hearts of ordinary magicians, they still instinctively thought that this was just another battle between the Thousand Worlds Tree and the Clock Tower for power.

It's like overthrowing the ruler and becoming the king himself, which is not unusual for most magicians, so they don't take it to heart.

But now, they finally understood the idea of the Thousand Worlds Tree.

They don't want to be kings themselves.

They want to abolish the system completely!

In particular, Fang Zheng also said "eliminate the magic mark", which made the magicians even more shocked.

And they mean it!

If the Thousand Worlds Tree doesn't mention this, then that's it, but magic engraving is the foundation of the magician world, and it has been passed down for two thousand years. And the Thousand Worlds Tree actually wants to eliminate it——— which shows that they really want to turn the sky upside down!! This is to completely turn the core of the magician upside down!

So, how do they choose?

"No kidding........."

Although some magicians are hesitant and have a wait-and-see attitude, for others, it is absolutely intolerable.

Accompanied by ghostly figures, several figures appeared in front of the gate of the clock tower. The leader is an old man in a suit, with a rickety figure, who looks old and is about to die. And not far from him was a stout man and an old woman in a sumptuous gown.

They are none other than the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower.

"Ignoring our 2,000-year-old history and wanting to turn the world upside down? This kind of thing......... How can you be allowed to do this...............!! ”

"We don't need your permission to do anything."

Fang Zheng stood on the city gate and looked coldly at the twelve monarchs opposite.

"This is not negotiation, it is not negotiation, it is not a compromise, this is war. You, and all that you represent, are not appropriate for this era, so we think ..............."

Speaking of this, Founder accentuated the pronunciation of the word "we".

"It's time for you to get out of the stage, old guys."

"No kidding, little ghost!"

The old man clenched his cane, and the ghost aura on his body was almost spreading.

"This is our world, our clock tower, our magic! Just because of your new era, you want to change all that? I don't know what you've gained from the Holy Grail War, but ......... I want to threaten ......... with this"

"It's not a threat."

Fang Zheng said this, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

"I said, this is a revolution, it's a war."

Roaring.

Dozens of huge metal warships descended from the sky, pitch black, and huge cannon barrels slowly turned, aiming at the clock tower and its outbuildings. Flashes of light flashed, and dozens of heroic spirits descended from the sky and appeared on the city wall.

The pinnacle of science and the pinnacle of mystery all appeared here at this moment.

“………………………”

At this moment, even the monarch of the clock tower could no longer remain calm.

"What are you learning magic for?"

Fang Zheng looked at the monarchs on the clock tower and asked coldly.

"Going to the roots? But did you do it? No, you don't. Of course, going to the root may be your goal. However, this does not mean that it is the goal of all magicians. You grasp the root and shake the carrot like a carrot and let the other magician families work for you, and the result? What you are looking for is still a mirror, and the only thing you can ensure is the strength and power of your family. To put it bluntly, the search for the root cause is just a cover for your magic association......... However, what you are doing means nothing to the world. ”

Saying this, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"Science can create a power comparable to the existence of ancient gods."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng pointed to the battleship above his head.

"And mysterious, it can bring about unimaginable changes."

Saying this, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the Heroic Spirits next to him, and then ——— him to the monarch in the distance.

"So, what about you? Magician? What have you brought to the deception of the world? Deceive oneself as well as others? A struggle for their own power, money and lust? Going to the roots? No, it should be said that only you twelve monarchs can trace the roots, and if other families do this, will you be happy? Will it be supported? ”

Saying this, Fang Zheng sneered.

"Magicians will do anything to get to the roots? Hehe, in that case, I'll introduce you to someone. ”

As Fang Zheng spoke, he saw the heroic spirits beside him get out of the way, and then, a petite figure walked out from behind, she had blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Dressed in a blue and white dress, she looks like a cute girl who can be seen everywhere.

However, the moment they saw this girl, the expressions of the twelve monarchs all changed.

"That's, that's ........."

That's right, they saw the brilliance of the girl, that was what they were seeking, the goal they were looking for!

The end point where the magician poured everything he could hope to reach is there!!

"How? See? That's what you've been hoping for, so what are you going to do now? ”

Fang Zheng looked at the monarch opposite with a smile and asked, but at this time, the monarchs stopped talking, they just stared at the girl. After a moment, the burly man next to him asked.

"This ......... How is this done? How did you do that? ”

"You mean the roots?"

Hearing the man's inquiry, Aige smiled slightly and stretched out her finger to her mouth.

"I don't need to do anything in particular, because I've been over there since I was born."

“…………………”

Hearing this, the monarchs fell silent again.

But unlike before, this time there was a bit of ......... in the silence Despair.

That's right.

What countless magicians aspire to get, for some, are there at birth. There is no mystical magic, no inscriptions from the ages, and even the bloodlines are not very old.

However, the birth of the person is the root.

What can you do?

What about your noble blood? How about your magic marking? What about the power you have? The accumulation of two thousand years, the sacrifices that countless magicians fought for, their beliefs, their beliefs, their creed, in front of the Sand Stripes Love Song, it was like a joke.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Suddenly, the stout man burst out laughing, and he laughed without paying any attention to his image. It was a mockery, a laugh that was more mournful than dead.

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous! It's ridiculous! Centuries of accumulation, the obsession of countless magicians, we have spent everything and sacrificed so much. However, it's better to have a good daughter!? Hahaha!! So what are we? What are we magicians?!! ”

After speaking, the stout man even roared angrily, not knowing who he was asking this question.

Whether it's asking yourself, or asking Fangzheng, or asking the world.

The stout man didn't seem to have any intention of hearing the answer, and after he had finished laughing, he turned around in despair, and stumbled towards the gate like a drunkard.

"Where are you going?"

The old man stared at the back of the stout man and asked in a low voice.

"Go home."

However, the stout man completely ignored the murderous look of the old man, and replied vaguely as if he was drunk.

"Tranbellio quit the clock tower from now on, I kind of understand, what magic, what power, what engraving, it's all bullshit. With this time to fool around with you, I might as well find a few more women to have children, and maybe I can give birth to a root, hahahahaha. ”

“…………………”

For the stout man's half-self-defeating speech, everyone didn't know what to say for a while, and could only watch him leave the clock tower.

Seeing this scene, the old woman also sighed.

"Baru Yereta also withdrew."

With that, the old woman also walked out of the clock tower.

With the departure of the two, two more monarchs chose to withdraw, and at this moment, the monarchs who remained in the clock tower were left with less than a palm.

Fang Zheng was not surprised by this, he was ready to destroy the clock tower this time. The magician's obsession with the root is unstoppable. While he can defeat the Clock Tower with the Heroic Spirits and the Warship, it can't stop them from pursuing the roots.

So in this case, it is better to fight the king bomb and completely destroy them psychologically.

And no one is better suited for this job than Aige.

She is the root in her own right.

However, this root cause is not deliberate. Although Sajo Aige's father was a magician, his marriage and childbirth were no different from other magicians, there was no special magic, no rituals, and no blood or other considerations.

It's just a matter of getting married and having children.

It's that simple.

However, it is as simple as that, and it has accomplished something that countless magicians have not accomplished for 2,000 years.

What is it called?

Satirize.

Jeer.

Despair.

Sand Stripe Aige just stood there, and she herself was a denial of the meaning of the magician's existence.

Two thousand years of hard work and sacrifice are better than giving birth to a good daughter.

Then let's learn a fart magic, let's open a harem together.

Tranbellio and Baru Yereta chose to withdraw, Animusfia and Ermero fell to the Thousand World Tree, plus the two monarchs who followed Tranbellio and Baru Yereta to exit, half of the twelve monarchs have gone, and there are still five monarchs left with the old man as the leader.

But they still didn't speak, not because they were hesitating, but waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of the true ruler of the clock tower.

"It's funny."

A high-pitched female voice sounded, and then, Fang Zheng saw a woman dressed in aristocratic clothes, with long brown hair and a single ponytail, striding out of the clock tower, holding a horsewhip in one hand, and staring at the red ponytail with a pair of eyes unwaveringly.

"I thought you were some kind of madman if you had the courage to come to the clock tower to make trouble, but now it seems that you do have the power to match."

"So what?"

"Indeed........."

Glancing at Aige beside Fang Zheng, the woman withdrew her gaze.

"As a magician, maybe that's true. Two thousand years of pursuit and exploration, but we have not gained nothing. However..............."

Saying this, the woman clenched her horsewhip.

"Perhaps, the clock tower will be destroyed one day, but it's up to you? Want to destroy the nobility? Overthrow the aristocracy? Just you people? Want to overthrow the Dominators? What audacity! How outrageous and unreasonable! ”

"I'm sorry."

Fang Zheng raised the big sword in his hand.

"In my country, I believe that the prince will have a kind of Xiangning. A person's bloodline, the lineage of a family, cannot determine their status, let alone their abilities and future. And today, I am here, in the name of the Thousand Worlds Tree, to lead these magicians of the new era to clean you parasites into the garbage heap of history! You may think that your pedigree is superior, but in my eyes, you are no different from a woman standing on the side of the street soliciting customers. ”

"Good."

Hearing this, the woman's face was already cold.

"I, Barthomero. Here, in the name of the Barsmelo family, Lorelei will completely wipe out your arrogant and impudent people! ”

"Then, it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!"

Fang Zheng swung his big sword suddenly.

"The Fifth Assault Fleet of the Blue Fleet listens to the order and fires!"

The next moment, a dazzling beam of light roared out from the muzzle of the cannon, mercilessly blasting towards the clock tower in front of him.