The next morning.

After seeing off the members of the Blind Witch Society, the Prophet Ankara went to the Council of Silverdome.

But she came back with a slightly disappointed expression, and Stephen knew the outcome almost without guessing. But in fact, the result was a little worse than he thought, many members of the parliament bluntly said that she was slandering others, and the voodoo school is currently secretly actively running around the indigenous tribes to try to get the two sides to stop fighting against the flooded monsters, and this high-sounding reason in Ankara will not shake the other party at all.

Obviously.

The people of the Voodoo school have been planning for all this for a long time, how can it be so easy for people to find out the flaws.

If they were determined to stay with the Hardsteel Voodoo School, they might be able to find a lot of evidence, but Stephen didn't want to waste his time here, telling them that they had done their best, and the final outcome was up to their own fate.

Things are almost done here.

Stephen originally wanted to probe into the secrets of the Blood Serpent God, but because the time was too tight and the situation was too chaotic, he didn't take action.

They left that afternoon.

Meanwhile.

In the hidden basement of the Voodoo station, the old ghost woman with a hideous and terrifying face was standing in front of a mysterious person with great respect at this moment.

"Mentor. ”

"We're pretty much ready for everything. ”

The old ghost woman's expression was quite excited at this moment, and she said slowly: "The Blood Snake God has been resurrected! When did we begin to try to control Him and deprive Him of His powers?"

There was dead silence in the chamber.

After a long time, the mysterious man said slowly: "Don't worry. We've been planning all this for hundreds of years, and there's no need to rush this moment. ”

"We'll wait until the Cursed School's side is done. ”

The old ghost woman hesitated for a moment when she heard this, and then said with some hesitation: "Mentor." I have done everything you have commanded. ”

"When can I take a look at the legendary Golden Scroll?"

The mysterious man glanced at her coldly, and then said in a cold tone, "Hmph! ”

"Unprecedented change is coming!"

"What the ancient wizards did not do will be done in our hands today!"

"Now the sacrifice is ready. ”

"Now is the last moment!"

Silvertop City. School of Curses. Towers.

At the top of an eerie wizard tower, the chief wizard of the Cursed School was looking into the distance, and behind him, a black-robed wizard walked over quickly and said, "Mentor." The Night Witch was rescued by the Seer. ”

"There's nothing we can do with her for the time being. ”

Hearing this, the chief wizard of the Cursed School glanced back and said, "The Prophet-Ankara has returned?

"Leave her alone. ”

"What she knows doesn't sway the big picture anymore!"

Behind him, a slightly younger black-robed wizard whispered, "The people of the Voodoo School seem to be moving soon. Mentor, what are we going to do next?"

A moment of silence.

Then, the chief wizard of the Cursed School said slowly, "Hmph! don't think I don't know what the old ghost woman thinks. ”

"They have in their hands a golden scroll left behind by an ancient sorcerer. ”

"It records how to seize the power of a god! These guys have been plotting for hundreds of years, and they should be doing it soon!"

"Wait and see. ”

"The time has not yet come for us to do so. ”

After saying that, the eyes of the chief wizard of the Cursed School flickered, and he didn't know what he was plotting in his heart.

Although the ancient wizards left behind a lot of valuable knowledge, their core knowledge was how to become a 'god'. Becoming a god as a mortal is extremely difficult, and it requires not only great strength but also great opportunity.

So the ancient wizards developed a special way to seize the power of the gods.

If this method is successful, it can completely deprive a god of all its powers, and the Voodoo school has been secretly colluding with the native tribes for hundreds of years, and even the resurrection of the blood snake god is inextricably linked to them.

In a way, the Blood Serpent God was a sacrifice they had secretly prepared.

But in his opinion, before everything is completely determined, it is difficult to say who is the sacrifice of whom, and the power of a god is not so easy to take away!

"It's all started!"

"Let's just wait for the results. The Chief Wizard of the Curse School couldn't help but smile playfully at the corner of his mouth.

Black Coast.

With the appearance of Stephen and Ankara, the witches in the vicinity all gathered.

Many of the young witches of the Blind Witch Society looked at Stephen with curious eyes, as if they couldn't believe that this young man was a powerful being enough to stand side by side with his mentor!

Stephen's eyes swept and said, "I'm now arranging the circle to Arantir. ”

"Prepare for that, too. ”

A secondary teleportation is required to get to Stephen's territory, which is the No. 3 underground base, which temporarily serves as a foothold for the witches.

Arrantil has carved out an area.

Outside of Stephen's Wizard's Tower, he gave an additional large area to the members of the Blind Witch Society, where Stephen would help them rebuild the new tower and open up a portion of his private book collection to the witches. The future members of the Blind Witch Society will focus on the construction and maintenance of the Floating City, and most of these witches will have some alchemy, and they will not have to be managed by Stephen himself in the Golem Factory and Obsidian Factory.

These people will definitely not live in the Floating Tower, and in the future, the Floating City will build a new wizard tower for them.

Soon.

Stephen rearranged everything, and with a wave of magic aura, the members of the Blind Witch Guild were teleported to Arantir one after another.

"Hmm. ”

"It seems to be a bit ruined here!Has there ever been a big war?" said a young witch as she looked around.

Arrantil hasn't been fully repaired.

They were located in a part of the upper aristocratic district, full of dilapidated mansions, and the blood stains on many broken statues told them of the fierce battles that broke out here.

"Huh?"

"It's such an active magical energy!I can't imagine that the Barren Land is more suitable for meditation than Silverdome City!" another middle-aged witch was surprised.

The prophet-Ankara was also taken aback when he arrived.

Originally, she was a little worried that the barren land was not suitable for witches to practice, but now it seems that this is a treasure land for cultivation.

Man-made magic web.

Stephen had already used the artificial magic net to turn the entire Arrantil into a magically active area, forcibly turning the barren land into a cultivation treasure land. In the future, the coverage of the artificial magic network will become larger and larger, as long as it is within this range, even ordinary people with low qualifications can cultivate into first-level wizard apprentices.

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