In a sense, Empress Maria made me feel good.

At first, they were very polite and grateful for my help, but they didn't make any requests for me, such as helping them to go to war.

The meeting ended in less than five minutes from the beginning, and the battlefield continued, and now is indeed not the time for talks.

Even if this area of the battlefield is emptied, soon, more Fire Trolls and Fire Demons will swarm in.

There is no strong person on the battlefield on the abyss side beyond a certain level, because there is no need, in the long-term tug-of-war and war of attrition, cannon fodder is the least valuable, and the abyss side never has to worry about the lack of cannon fodder.

I didn't take the initiative to help, except because it was none of my business, but more importantly, I still had to regain a little bit of magic.

It's really cool to wash a large area of the map, but after each fight, the consumption of mana needs to be doubled to make up for it.

The war did not end with my arrival, on the contrary, after a short silence, a few bigwig-level fire trolls came to inquire about the situation, and the fight with the humans became more and more intense.

I was just watching the play from the sidelines, but I still felt a lot.

Now the main plane battlefield on the front line is close to the level of the abyssal bloody battle, and the background of San Antonio is indeed amazing, whether it is the air knight facing in mid-air, the spellcaster on the city wall, or even an ordinary soldier defending the city, they are all veterans of a hundred battles.

There are so many strong people who can be on their own on other battlefields, and there are a few spellcasters whose magic power fluctuations surpass ordinary demigods, but I haven't even heard of their names.

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

The battlefield here seems to be chaotic, but in fact it is orderly in chaos, and it is far from reaching the limit.

The commander has the appearance of a commander, and the junior non-commissioned officers issue military orders at the first level. But the most eye-catching thing is the seemingly ordinary caster.

The caster is very skillful in matching and combining with ordinary warriors, and all kinds of large-scale buff magic are brushed at hand, and the attack magic is also naturally formed to form a cannon fire suppression effect.

Every piece of magic is used to improve the situation on the battlefield, not to destroy the opponent in one fell swoop. It seems to be petty, but in fact, this is the tactical core of the battlefield mage.

Every explosion is a textbook classic range, classic power, but enough precise support, but it is convenient for these warriors and mages to cooperate and combine, and the other side of the classic is that it is extremely economical in magic and mental power, and it can be replaced at any time.

A wave of attack ends, and a second caster takes over. Continue to suppress fire for ten minutes, then replace.

You may not be able to destroy your opponent, but you have always been able to get support.

I've seen too ......many of the kind of goods that play for three minutes and rest for two hours, and play for ten minutes and rest for one night. Well, I'll admit that Lan Meng didn't work hard enough on the cooperation between mages and battlefields, and wasn't sophisticated and professional enough.

The candidates for the mainland's powerhouse and the mainland's most powerful country may not have much difference in reputation. But the background is very obvious.

The difference is in every aspect, in some traditions and small details. These all take time to polish.

At least when I get back, a new War Mage training manual will be out right away.

At dusk, the battle between the two sides returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, as if I had forgotten what I had done.

Maybe. This is also the basis for the top management of both sides to maintain a tacit understanding, in the thousands of front-line battlefields, the strength of individuals is too smiling.

When a thousand people gather in one place, the entire field of vision is already covered, but when the scale of the war accumulates by 100,000, million. Even if you empty the battlefield in front of you, it will soon be filled again.

And for the demons, losing tens of thousands of low-level goods is not a matter at all.

You can't change the map and the battlefield without a forbidden spell, and using a forbidden spell is a decisive battle between you and me, and in a sense, the battlefield killer also has its own troubles.

It dragged on until the evening, and the war was over,

At the simple welcome banquet, Maria welcomed me very cheerfully, and as for the transaction and business, she gave me a name, a CFO named Cerant, and asked my people to talk to him.

Although Maria is not a member of Hades, we have a relationship with Aye, and our relationship is quite friendly.

Moreover, I do prefer Mary on the front line to Winston, who waits for news and directs remotely in the capital.

"Ancient Sun God Ruins?"

At the dinner, I was very direct about my request.

Patrolling the battlefield, alone in search of some ruin that might or may not exist, I felt like I hadn't lived enough.

The county officials are not as good as the current management, it is better to ask the locals first.

I took out Arroyo's emblem and a sketch of Arroyo's eagle head, but I was a little disappointed in the final result.

Maria directly asked the local elders to inquire about the situation, but the result was that they didn't know anything.

It seems that I can only find a way to find it myself.

Now that we had time, Maria and I naturally talked about the war, and she was interested in my new weapon, and she had to take a weapon slip.

But I could tell that she wasn't very interested, and more polite.

She was clearly confident in San Antonio's traditional military power and spellcasters, at least not in the current battle beyond her control.

And as we talked, we talked about the abyss and the movement of demons.

Hesitating, Maria told me about a dream, a nightmare that always recurred, in which she kept killing and being killed.

"Think about it day and dream about it night, don't think too much."

I had no interest in the sentimentality of "Little Girl" and was going to deal with it casually, but I didn't expect to hear a familiar name.

"You are also a spellcaster, you should understand the importance of dreams to us, sometimes it is our mirror to a certain plane, sometimes it is a prophecy that guides us, lately I have always dreamed of being killed, but it was not me who died...... I can't explain it, it's a strange feeling, like you're both a murderer and a victim. ”

Mary was a little dazed, a little dazed, she asked for help from her "father-in-law", but her father-in-law told her that the man in front of her was an expert in soul science and might be able to help her.

And, for some reason, it's the first time they've met, but I think this person can be trusted.

"Such dreams have been repeated since I was a child, and the killer has appeared with many faces, but recently, I have been dying more and more frequently, and the murderer who killed 'me', the silver-haired half-demon, was called 'Eliza' by 'me'. I still called her sister in my dreams and asked her why she was so cruel. (To be continued.) )