According to the memoirs of the Grand Arcanist Karkus Taranwell, the Grand Arcanist The Lord of the Supreme Magical Council, who personally participated in the "War of the Gods of the Demon Web Node", truly experienced the magnificent historical war in the middle and late Second Magical Age. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His Majesty the Great and Divine Merlin and His Majesty Arthur, when they first visited, it was still a small spellcaster town, and later it was a giant magical city of Beauxbatons that was listed as the twin of the wizarding world alongside Dalaran, the main material plane of the Holy Britain Camelot Empire, and the official caster population was about 10w.

According to the total population of about 770 billion Terrans and 1,320 billion non-human intelligent races in the entire main material plane at that time, the powerful spellcaster race that once conquered the entire plane sea and was enough to compete with the world of the gods of Faeron has reached a precarious point in its birthplace.

According to the Hufflepuff branch of Hallworth School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor Tuke Marcos, a historian of ancient magic, in the book "The Last Resistance: History of the Four Elements Order".

The reason why there is such a scarce number of spellcasters is entirely because the local area occupies the dominant position in the ancient Obaro continent, and the rebels of the ancient magic empire's "Imperial Magic Net" - the sect of the "node pseudo-god" suppress and brutalize the group of spellcasters in the ancient Obaro continent.

Those who had taken possession of the murderous and vicious rebels, blatantly within their sphere of rule, instructed their priestly corps of all races to evaluate the magical qualifications of every newborn born who had reached the age of ten.

If you find that you have the potential to cast a spell, you will be imprisoned immediately.

The vast continent of Ancient Obaro was divided into 147 time regions by these rebels to carry out a unified genocide.

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It is really unimaginable for our descendants to imagine how the ancestral leaders of the Four Elements Order, facing the tremendous pressure of survival and destruction, struggle and suffering, before the appearance of the great and divine crown, were to pass on the main material interface spellcaster・・・・・・

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Now sit in the chamber of Beauxbatons "Four Elements 6" Mage Tower with our Miss Helgar, and three of her followers, dressed men.

On a long brown glass table across from them, a variety of magical delicacies and drinks were placed.

At the peak of the 8 silver ranks, dozens of gray beards and long hair were almost dragged to the ground, and the senior leaders of the spellcaster organization of the "Elemental Order", the real name of the four ancient magic organizations, were far less worried than later generations imagined at this moment.

Thanks to the Ancient Magic Empire, the last Grand Arcanist Karthas is constantly on the English Channel, guarded by the terrifying 9-ring arcane "Levi's Eternal Tempest".

The secular theocracy of the "node pseudo-gods" that dominate the sacred continent of Obaro simply cannot pass through this strait of death, which is filled with countless hurricanes, whirlpools, thunder, and torrential rain.

And suspended above Beauxbatons Town, the seemingly dilapidated floating city, seems to have something that can make those "node pseudo-gods" fearful.

Anyway, in the thousands of years since the beginning of this epoch to the present, there has never been a high-ranking "node pseudo-god" of the legendary rank.

The Kingdom of Camelot has been established in the British Isles for thousands of years, and the only record of an alien legendary golden powerhouse who is not an abyss demon is about 3,300 years ago, when the first generation of King Camelot broke through the golden rank, he claimed to be a half-elf messenger of the golden rank of the legendary neutral organization on the northernmost island of the Obaro continent, "New Jersey", and told the first King of Camelot about the fact that the golden legend was not allowed to participate in the secular war "Legendary Pact".

Therefore, in the meeting hall of the "Four Elements No. 6" Mage Tower, the real thoughts of dozens of high-ranking members of the "Elemental Order" at the moment were not placed on the worries of "life and death" that were still far away from them.

"We are willing to attach ourselves to the honorable Lord Merlin."

After roughly introducing the half-plane of the floating city where they were located to the girl in front of them, the leader of the Water Elemental Order "Vicaria", Katuris Lane, opened his mouth to explain their ultimate goal.

"But."

Katuris Lane paused, his eyes flashing with light blue elemental brilliance, and stared sincerely at the female mage with an indifferent face in front of him, and continued.

"Your Excellency Helga, we wish to accept only the direct teachings of Lord Merlin."

When he said "only", he accentuated his tone.

"Your Excellency Merlin, although he has become a Golden Legendary Arcanist, he is also the Prince of His Majesty."

"I think His Excellency Merlin needs some power that truly belongs to him."

"And the 100,000 spellcasters of our Elemental Order hope to be honored to be such a force."

After learning that the legendary mage prophesied by the last Karthus Grand Arcanist had been born, the mood of the entire Elemental Order's top brass has been in a state of agitation and excitement.

The magical world is a very realistic ancient magic world, and the idea of respecting the strong has run through the long history of the entire world from beginning to end.

Although since the beginning of the Second Age of Magic, the casters of the Elemental Order have never seen the power of a true legendary Arcanist.

But the power of the corresponding legendary golden knight, most of the old mages present have personally felt it.

More than 20 years ago, their attempt to directly interfere with the central royal power of Camelot failed, thirty-three Ring Masters and hundreds of official spellcasters were about to escape from the King of Camelot, only a few hundred meters away from the nearest teleportation array to Beauxbatons, in front of the thousands of mages who teleported to respond, the enraged and seriously injured old King Yuser waved his hand and slaughtered the bloody and shocking images in an instant, which still stays in the minds of most of the older generation of mages.

That's right, in fact, although the group of magicians is mysterious, in terms of the number of high-end forces in the entire main material plane, it has always been inferior to the Fighting Knight Professional!

Let's not say that the royal family of Camelot in the past generations are all golden knights, according to the intelligence of the hidden forces of the Elemental Order in the ancient Obaro continent, since the last magic disaster, some powerful human or other racial empire-level forces on the continent have more than 1 golden legendary knight.

The secular royal power represented by the Fighting Knight has become powerful enough to clash fiercely with the secular theocracy established by the "node false gods" in all regions.

For thousands of years before the last cataclysm, even in Beauxbatons' Plane-level Teleportation Plaza, these native spellcasters could freely access any area of the continent of Obaro that was not covered by energy and enchantments.

But even so, the higher-ups of the Elemental Order made every effort to raid the time domain set by the "Node False Gods" and rescue the innocent owners of magical qualifications in the execution area.

In short, all efforts have been made, but the number of official casters has never exceeded 10,000 in the past!

And now, 500 years since the last Demonic Calamity, under the counterforce of some secular royal powers, Beauxbatons City has officially cast more than 10w spellcasters for the first time, and the number of magic apprentices in all areas of this floating city half-plane has exceeded one million!

This capital undoubtedly gave Caturis Lane and other Elemental Order leaders great confidence, and they believed that a respectable spellcaster like them would not refuse the surrender of this spellcaster's power.

In particular, they learned from some sources that the information that the golden arcanist used to be the younger brother of the female mage in front of him, and the basic territory of the real power he possessed was only a small hereditary barony.

The high-level leaders of the Elemental Order knew very well that after obtaining the sword of royal power, the queen of Pendragon would instantly have such a powerful Fighting Knight aristocratic power.

After all, that golden arcanist is a young man, and presumably, he doesn't want to be weaker in other aspects, especially in terms of direct forces, than in the past, he is just the wife of his own handmaiden!

In this regard, we should have no problem maintaining a relatively independent organizational system!

In the face of Catulis Lane's confident words, our Miss Helga unhurriedly raised the glass cup on the table in front of her, took a sip of the refreshing Charco juice in the cup with her red lips, and closed her eyes slightly, as if all her thoughts were immersed in this cup of special drink that she had drunk when she was a child and had not been seen for a long time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

I haven't seen Helga reply for a long time, and the old man with a slightly chubby body and red hair like a flame on the side, Vishengkov Ravl, the head of the Fire Elemental Sect "Mentuyan Castle", said with some anxiety.

"For more than 20 years, I believe you are deeply affected by the royal family's damage to our spellcasters・・・・・・

His voice, as hasty and powerful as a flame, echoed through the chamber.

"Huh!"

"Master Shengkov."

Behind Helga, Salazar Slytherin raised his eyes, which had been staring at the magic bracelet on his wrist, and interrupted Vishengkov's words in a sharp, hoarse, and extremely characteristic Parseltongue.

"Damage to our casters?"

"If it weren't for you trying to refer to the royal power that the Pendragon family has passed down for generations."

"Why did King Yothame kill those spellcasters?"

"Boom!" Boom! Boom!

Godric Gryffindor, who was holding a one-handed sword-style magic wand and had hair the color of a redder than that of Vishengkov, the leader of the Fire Elemental Sect, tapped the table in front of him with the handle of the staff in his hand and said calmly.

"That's right, Master Vishengkov."

"We all know the inside story of that incident."

"Your Majesty is deeply in love with Her Majesty, and there is no need for her to deceive us on this matter."

For a while, in addition to Helga's group, the group of old guys on the opposite side who were over 1,300 years old and were about to reach the end of the ultimate life of the silver rank in the real sense were all embarrassed.

The scene instantly fell silent, and the high-level members of the Elemental Order, you look at me, I look at you, their eyes moved slightly, and they secretly passed a few messages to each other, but they didn't speak, quietly waiting for the reply of the girl named Helga Hufflepuff in front of them, the sister of the great golden arcanist・・・・・・