The chaotic magical environment lasted less than ten minutes, after all, the scope of influence was too great, and the Arcane Empire was not without means to deal with it.

But in the space of eight or nine minutes, the transcendents from Cloudsdale had taken control of a portion of the outer city of the Floating City, and no one could have imagined that such a thing could happen to the Arcane Empire.

However, no one knew how long and how many times Cloudsdale had rehearsed for this day, how many scenes they had rehearsed, and how many times they had estimated the development of the Arcane Empire in the past eight hundred years, no one knows!

All of this was unimaginable to others, which is why they were able to control a part of the floating city in such a short period of time.

From the first glance at these floating cities, Brad had already decided that the Arcane Empire was also on the path of industrialization, but he didn't know where they were.

These floating cities were all made of steel, and if it weren't for the Arcane Empire's industrialization, they wouldn't have been able to build such a city, and the steel alone was enough to make them feel extremely distressed.

Brad looked around curiously, the vicinity of his location was uninhabited, and the cold steel building stood quietly, motionless, without making any noise or movement.

It's like the city, even though it's actually turned upside down, but not much sound is heard.

The Silent Behemoth is not without fear, it's just that it hasn't shown its claws yet, and that's what they really need to deal with seriously!

Bang! Bang

Brad's gaze crossed over the three armor-clad corpses, and the echo of the steel crashing was coming from the road where he came.

But it's not just that direction, there are similar voices coming out from other directions, if nothing else, he should have been surrounded.

The black shield was once again upside down above the Floating City, and if they wanted to escape, they had to break that shield first, which was also a very difficult thing to do.

Brad took a few deep breaths, even as a high-level mage, a transcendent mage, he couldn't stop his nervousness, after all, the rehearsal was just a rehearsal, and it was impossible to really accurately predict everything, just like now

Steel golems came out from all directions, around the corner of every street, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least ten!

They are tall, each six feet and a half tall, identical in height, and look identical in appearance, with the exception of their heads, which are similar to humans except for the absence of eyes.

The hand pressing the head of the staff tightened slightly, and Brad guessed that they should be the symbol of the Arcane Empire's industry.

The Arcane Empire is the same crazy empire that it was more than 800 years ago, treating humans and other intelligent beings as livestock, despising the vast majority of life, and treating the rest of life as nothing more than mustard except for a basic respect for the caster who is also an Arcanist or mage.

Perhaps Brad had understood why the Arcane Empire had chosen to go down the path of industrialization, only to stop halfway through industrialization.

They saw the power of the path, but they didn't want anyone other than them to have the power of these things, so these Iron Golems came into being.

Because the Arcanists also knew how many unreasonable things they had done, and if they let others have these powers, then they would be overthrown, and this happened to be what they did not allow, so they chose to hold the power of industry in their hands.

However, if time hadn't allowed, Cloudsdale would have taken the path of industrialization, and it would have been on the same path as the mainstream industrialization of the world of Assatom!

The Arcane Empire had no idea where such a powerful power of industry came from, perhaps they had noticed it a long time ago, but they couldn't let civilians have access to it!

"This kind of nondescript industrialization" Facing those sonorous steel golems, Brad closed his eyes and sighed, "Don't say it's Serena's maid chief, even I can't stand it." ”

The steel golems raised one of their arms and kept approaching, as the lines on the arms gradually lit up, and the magic gathered on them.

Spells brewed in their hands, for the Iron Golem was not only a tool of production for the Arcane Empire, but also a killing machine firmly in their hands.

The wanderer crouched in the shadows, glaring angrily at the already surrounded mage, silently raising the crossbow in his hand, the last arrow in his hand.

Resolutely pulled the trigger, and the arrow spun and fired, and at this moment, Brad suddenly opened his eyes.

The arrow suddenly stopped in front of the mage's eyes, only a knuckle away from the center of his eyebrows, but the arrow was strangely stagnant in the air, and there was no further progress.

In his eyes, which turned into a piece of silver, two identical dark golden circles slowly rotated, and the corners of Brad's mouth suddenly curled, and he touched his chest with one hand, and raised his chin slightly, "Praise the spirit of the magic net!"

In an instant, ten scorching rays of light shot out and hit the mage's body.

The burst of light filled the wanderer's vision, and even with the lens in front of him, he couldn't help but raise his hand to block it, which was a natural reaction.

The eyes of the ten Steel Golems lit up red at the same time, warning! Enemy threat increased! Enemy threat increased!

When the dazzling light dissipated and the swirling steam dissipated, the unscathed mage reappeared in the wanderer's sight, causing him to widen his eyes involuntarily.

How is this possible?

He also knew how powerful those steel golems were, but under the scorching ray salvo of ten steel golems, he was unscathed?

Brad brushed away the silver dust from his clothes, and his index finger tapped the head of the staff for a moment, and the light on the staff flowed, and the magic escaped to the surroundings.

This high-level mage from Cloudsdale smiled, his posture was not at all as embarrassed as just now, and he was quite elegant and calm.

"What a bunch of shit! I don't know what's the use of raising you bunch of shit!"

But at this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the body of a golem, which also made Brad and the wanderer hidden in the shadows stunned for a moment.

The wanderer immediately knelt down on one knee, his head hung slightly, and his voice trembled: "Your Excellency."

But the Arcanist who had taken control of the Iron Golem ignored him, and instead extended an olive branch to Brand, "Mage, do you want to join our side? We can not blame you for the damage you have caused, and even if others are willing to do the same, we can forgive them, after all, it is a pity for a high-ranking mage like you to die." ”

Arcanists are not brutal, they are just arrogant and indifferent to all life, treating other beings as inferior creatures!

In the face of the other party's solicitation, Brad just smiled mildly and shook his head, "No, the Spirit of the Demon Net has given us the task of destroying your plans and actions as much as possible, and he doesn't want you to come back, nor does he want you to succeed in taking the world of Assatom. ”

Through the Iron Golem's vision system, the Arcanist could see that the mage was only gentle on the surface, but in reality, he was a fanatic!

In that case, there is nothing to say, and explaining to fanatics is just a waste of time.

The runes on the upper body of the ten steel golems suddenly lit up, and the churning magic solution rushed in the energy supply pipes of the body, and nearly ten spell imprints descended on a steel golem at the same time, all of which received the blessing of magic at the same time.

The Iron Golem crouched down in unison, and suddenly launched a charge!

Brad, however, wriggled the head of his staff with a contemptuous smile.

Tong!

A wave poured out from under his feet, causing the steel floor around him to rise and fall, like a shaken carpet, surging in all directions, but gradually subsided.

The magic of reversal is clogging the magic passage beneath the ground, and now, it's finally time to accept the results!

Brad took a deep breath, slammed his right hand his chest, held his head high, and shouted with a proud smile, "Spirit of the Demon Net."

"Hooray!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!

Suddenly, the flames were everywhere, and even in space, you could see clearly the floating city, and it exploded!