A signal, at the moment when the flail shattered the goblin skull, soared into the sky like a sharp sword, and under the incredible gaze of the angelized St. Giles, it directly penetrated the roof of the palace and rose into the air.

The signal wave rushed into the sky and disappeared into the vast galaxy.

"Abominable ——!"

As if to vent his anger, St. Giles' manipulated body trampled on the already shattered green body.

"He" knew very well that the cunning guy triggered the early warning mechanism of the annunciator at the last moment, and then in fact, he was waiting for himself to smash him and the announcer in his mouth, revealing his position to that unknown place, to the base of the nail in his eye.

"My plan must not fail!"

The light slowly converged, the wings slowly disappeared as if they were melting into the air, and soon, everything about this man returned to the mediocre, jealous, fickle Gilles Fried.

Without saying anything, the man, who had completely begun to fear the existence of his body, resigned himself to fate and strode out of the ruined palace.

At the same time as the door was slammed shut by him, the emperor's hoarse roar was heard.

"All legions, assemble!"

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When the signal fluctuation rose into the sky, whether it was in the ruins or the rest of the kingdoms, as long as the spell reached the eight rings or above, the arcane mages felt the terrifying energy fluctuation.

On the countless mage towers, some of them were gray-haired or tiger-backed, and occasionally some were young and beautiful women, looking up at the seemingly empty sky, thinking for a long time.

And as for the most powerful mage in the entire continent, the highest point of spells among the Wasteland War Lords, the "Endless One" Verznan, or Kelly, didn't even notice.

She, or her entire territory, is engaged in a terrible "big plan".

Throughout Nehekhara, six hundred priests now roamed the streets, shouting loudly with secret methods to make sure that everyone could hear clearly.

"Tomorrow morning and tomorrow, Nehekhara will officially be included in the city of redemption, if you don't want to go, before twelve o'clock tonight, you will leave by yourself, if there are unreasonable people who disrupt the transfer process, you will be killed!"

With their shouts, gossip spread throughout Nekhkara, and every nomad began to discuss it fiercely.

They had lived here, and the ruins were the safest, and in order to prevent interference, Kelly had erected a massive anti-magic barrier and biological shield throughout the oasis where Nehekara was.

These things allow the nomads to live safely without fear of being harassed by other war lords or the threat of privateers.

But this time the incident is indeed very inexplicable.

As a powerful "savior" Max, his strength has been witnessed in the earth-shattering battle against "Betrayal" Karn, this war lord who directly destroyed the undead city as soon as he appeared, killed the "undead old Joe" and established his own "city of redemption", and was indeed talked about as a hard stubble by all the wanderers.

But for the people of Nehekhara, that's all there is to it.

They are more aware of the strength of their lord Verznan, and it can be said that they are close to being untouchable, and the first and second priests under Verznan have once entered Vulture City and Karn's Brass Throne alone, and there is no one to be responsible except for the Blood God himself.

Karn had fought with Verznan more than once, but unfortunately Weznan had no way to kill this madman who was always angry and always fighting, and Karn couldn't touch the little man who could use high-level teleportation without chanting and drinking water.

Just today, Weiznan suddenly announced his affiliation with Max, which was difficult for most people to understand.

They are just scavengers and wasteland vagrants who barely make ends meet, their empty stomachs don't allow them to think too much, they can only think of one why at most, and what to do.

Why did the lord "surrender without a fight" this time and willingly become a subordinate, they really couldn't understand why, they could only think about what to do.

First of all, most people don't want to believe in this inexplicable "city of salvation", living in the ruins, most of the people are originally abandoned by the whole society, for them life is not just a beautiful fairy tale, but a process of bad luck and panic, barely called "alive".

They think about tomorrow's life and death, and they don't easily trust the decisions made for them by others.

At dusk, the priests returned to the Black Pyramid one after another, only to find the first priest "Master of Death" Nagash and the second priest "Firestorm" Kassandra, standing in mid-air out of thin air, indifferently looking at the magic barrier that shimmered with silver light.

One by one, the people in tattered clothes walked out of the barrier without looking back, handing over their future to the long yellow sand outside the barrier.

"Your Excellency is right, the weak people here don't have trust in their heads."

Kassandra looked displeased, playing with the ends of her fiery hair, and stared fiercely at those who would rather face the ups and downs of the future themselves, the ruins, cannibalize people than trust the fools of Lord Veznan who cared for them.

"Or if it were us, life would have been fragile like that, and there would be no way."

Rare without deliberate flattery, the flickering soul flame in Nagash's skull pulsed slightly, which seemed to mean that he was actually facing the "betrayal" of nearly 50,000 people now, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

Both of them, like Kelly, were natural wizards of spells who had single-handedly traveled anywhere but the Warlord when they first arrived in the ruins, but Nagash didn't seem to be the same.

When he was a human, he didn't have such a good time, so even after all these years, he can still understand those who don't look back.

"Kara, what are you doing?"

A short figure, and a strange tone, made the two powerful Ten Ring Mages immediately look back and salute.

"Your Excellency."

"Master."

Armed with an overgrown staff and wearing a pure white mask, it was none other than Weznan the Endless One, Kelly herself.

"Hmm."

As if accustomed to the exaggerated reactions of her subordinates, she only nodded slightly, and then looked at the terrifying number of homeless people who slowly disappeared into the wind and sand in the distance.

"They're gone."

"Yes, my lord, they betrayed you."

Kassandra already had a fire in her hands, and the manic flame mage didn't seem to care about going on a killing spree here to show the others what would happen to betraying her teacher and leader.

Now, waiting for an order, she could already feel Verznan's mood swings.

"Okay, let's go back to the pyramid then."