An illusory chant came from the void, and the sound of nothingness lingered in their ears, but when they listened closely, they found that they had heard nothing.

From the mountains, from the rivers, from the woodlands, from the towns, the breeze blew across the earth, rolling up the free magic in the air, an invisible giant hand slowly lifted from under the ground, and its palm, carrying a country.

The roads connecting the towns and villages shone brightly, using magic as a paintbrush and the earth as a canvas, and for more than ten years, Serena smeared her will on the land of the principality.

Painted with gray paint, the gray road spread throughout the Principality of the Sorrowful Wind, and then yellow, green, and brown were used to reclaim a large amount of wasteland, and paint a prosperous harvest.

Looking further towards the town, various colors of paint are used, and immigrants from all over the world mingle with simple locals, who can talk and laugh even if their physical characteristics are very different.

With one town after another as the nodes of this circle, one road after another as a connection - the ground of the town is engraved with many magic circles and runes, and the gray roads connect them one by one, and the super-large matrix of the national level is formed.

It took more than a decade, and now, Serena is in her thirties, and she has devoted the most important ten years of her life to this country.

Keeping legendary spells out of the realm and intercepting the surging magic power has brought them into this super-large spell matrix, giving them even greater power.

The leylines are also under their control, and after this spell matrix is formed, no matter how the terrain evolves, even if the rivers are diverted, the mountains are calmed, and the plains are uplifted, they cannot change the direction of the leylines!

The magic flowing in the leylines was surging, and the magic that was free from the atmosphere was swept into the roads laid on the earth, becoming a force in Serena's hands.

Since more than a decade ago, after learning that the Arcane Empire is about to return, she has begun to arrange it all.

It took more than ten years, even for a legendary mage, more than ten years is quite a long time.

Because she knew very well that more than ten years or even decades would not allow them to catch up with the development of the Arcane Empire - the Arcane Empire, but it had been developing for hundreds of years!

Even if the speed of development is very slow, the time gap is difficult to erase.

Therefore, when the path of the magic energy machine does not work, she can only find another way.

The magic surged upward, flowing along the path they paved to every town and village in the Duchy of Screaming Winds, connecting the borders to 'fortresses' before beginning to radiate in both directions, eventually forming a complete closed loop.

"It took Thera more than ten years to ......" Cervantes held the city wall with both hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his narrowed eyes were full of unknown vicissitudes, and he let out such a sigh, "You guys, can you imagine?"

Standing at the top of the Mage Tower, the wind in the sky could not pull the hem of Serena's clothes, and her indifferent eyes looked into the distance, as if she could see the floating city located at the junction of the three kingdoms.

"With your advanced technology, you have expanded the effect of the legendary spell several times, trying to destroy our principality in one fell swoop, then, don't be rude!"

Serena raised her other hand and pointed in the direction of the floating city, "—accept our gift in return, lest others call us 'ignorant'!"

Magic began to gather, pouring out from all parts and corners of the principality.

From winding mountain roads, from river bridges, from country roads, from mountain tunnels!

From towns where commerce is thriving, from areas where manufacturing is developed, from settlements surrounded by farmland, from villages in the mountains!

The magic power was handed out from one person's hand, the next person took it, and the cycle continued, and the weak power passed up from everyone's hand, and the trickle converged into a rolling river, and finally, it was held in the hand by the [Ship of the Star Sea].

The power of the whole country, they carry the weight of a country in their hands, they have gained the power of a whole country, they are scattered in every part of the Principality of the Howling Wind, but they are gathered together.

They raised their hands and sang loudly, and their voices echoed in the towns and mountains, shaking the atmosphere and shaking people's hearts.

The surging magic was subjugated to Serena's will, and she was obediently gathered in that invisible giant palm.

The arrogant legendary mage stood at the highest end of the entire principality, looking down on everything in the land.

The plain sight crossed the lofty mountains, crossed the turbulent rivers, crossed the verdant vegetation, crossed the eight streets and nine mo, and fell on the floating city.

The massive city flattened the mountains and diverted the leylines, pulling the magic and delivering a powerful blow to their principality.

And now, it's time for them to 'return the favor'!

With a gesture of Serena's hand, all the surging magic was targeted, and she rushed down the gray road towards the fortress where Cervantes was.

The legendary mages guarding Wizdem were dumbfounded, and even Jacques, who presided over the legendary spells, couldn't help but widen his eyes and his mind went blank.

The magic was still pouring towards the Principality of the Howling Winds, but it was all intercepted and converted into power in the hands of the enemy.

Even if they were far away, they could feel that a powerful force was approaching at a rapid pace!

At this time, Jacques gritted his teeth and shouted with all his might: "Freddy, Jadel, turn on the highest level of defense, I want to switch legendary spells!"

It has to be done, it has to be done!

- Otherwise, they will die!

"Who's in charge?" a cold voice asked.

Jacques clenched his teeth, his face was hideous, and his hands pressed the strings, "I! stop it at all costs!"

"Good!"

"Yes!"

With madness burning in his eyes, Jacques' arms trembled slightly, and no one knew better than him what kind of 'thing' they were about to face!

The churning magic was approaching, and as the master of the legendary spell, Jacques felt a trace of fear, but it was quickly extinguished by him.

He can't afford to be afraid, he has to stay calm, otherwise, they won't be able to keep this Wizdem!

"Spell switch—" Jacques took a deep breath, "[Absolute Barrier]!"

His voice came out through the sound pipe, and the mages standing around the mage tower felt a little puzzled, not knowing why they suddenly had to change spells, but since it was requested by Lord Jacques......

They flipped through the books in their hands and looked through the articulation spells needed to switch from [Tremor] to [Absolute Barrier], and at the same time, they did not stop chanting.

"Do you feel it?"

On the city walls, Cervantes opened his arms and took a deep breath in intoxication, "The taste of 'victory'!"

A trickle of magic visible to the naked eye surged from all directions and converged in front of him.

The orb of magic was compressed again and again, turning from the sky blue at the beginning to the pitch black it is now, but the turbulent flow of magic is still converging.

Now, even the mortal lieutenant felt a powerful pressure fall on him, and the air around him seemed to become extremely viscous and heavy, making him feel difficult to breathe, and he could suffocate at any moment.

The power of the whole country, just for this blow!

Cervantes knew very well what his job was, and in the entire Duchy of Sorrow, he was the only one who could do it, and Latinia could only be counted as 'half' at best.

Gathering the power of an entire nation, how powerful is this 'thing'? Even Serena didn't know, because at this time, she could no longer control that powerful magical condensation.

And the black dragon's job is to beat this thing out!

Cervantes moved his right arm, and Serena cut off the mana supply just in time.

"It's rude to go and not come!"

The black dragon took a deep breath, glanced at the barrier standing in front of the floating city, and suddenly laughed.

Cervantes' right arm vanished, and a ring of steam spread abruptly in front of him, followed with a violent roar that bombarded the ears of everyone around him.

The pitch-black sphere suspended in front of the black dragon disappeared in an instant, and a moment later, the neighing of the air rang out, a dazzling light rose one after another, and the wind tore through the atmosphere, accompanied by Cervantes' rampant laughter, the outer city of the floating city exploded, and more than half of the city was engulfed by fire and light.

It was only now that the broken barrier slowly shattered.

A blow to the whole country - the country, the city!