Otis!

Within a hundred years before the establishment of the empire, the first saint who was born with a name and a surname, and there are records and records!

Of course, except for those who are low-key and don't care about fame and fortune.

It's a butcher!

Born as a civilian, he graduated from the East Bank Academy, and in two hundred years, he jumped over the rank of the Great Wizard and stepped into the ranks of the Holy Master.

When he was in the rank of Grand Master, he once served as the head of the First Necromancer Regiment of the Empire, the first military fortress city of the Empire, the president of the Necromancer Association of Jialan Mountain Pass, and the deputy head of the mage group formation of the Southeast Legion, and later took over as the head of the mage group formation of the Southeast Army of the Empire.

After crossing the threshold that countless people dream of becoming a holy master, he served as the head of the Imperial Royal High Command Academy, and then took over as the commander of the mage regiment of the Imperial Northern Frontier Legion, and the general of the part-time garrison defense corps!

This is the only non-undead Grand Master in the history of the Necromancer Empire, and the only mage who has ever served as a legion general.

According to the unwritten rules of the West French continent, the mage is never involved in any of the positions of the combat army division mage division.

And this person is a mage, although he is not the commander of the combat corps, but he is part-time as the general of the garrison defensive corps, which shows this person's ability.

The only character in the Undead Continent is the name of the six empires of the West France Continent, and it is also Zhen Tuo Huan.

But the only regret is that this person is not titled!

It may be that a good fighter has no outstanding military exploits, to say that this person has no fame because of the war, but there are not a few people who have killed, according to the imperial history, the number of enemy imperial grandmasters who died at his hands is at least ten, and the soldiers and orcs wearing armor are not counted.

There is no title, but there is a battle number!

The Imperial Title - Villain Slaughter!

In the history of the Empire of the Dead, this man's reputation rivals that of a god on the continent of West France.

Koran!

But on the surface, no one dares to call it that, and the attention of the Holy Master is not something that ordinary people can afford.

The face was familiar, but Lambert finally knew why Dean Patin and Deslund were even behind to walk and occupy a single position.

This is no ordinary holy teacher!

"Your name is Lambert, right? I remember you fifty years ago in the Northern Frontier Fortress, who followed the butt of Dazong Hogriezmann?"

Otis's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Lambert in front of him, as if he remembered the past.

"Thank you for remembering the little fart child back then, accidentally panic!"

Lambert heard Otis call his name, and his waist became more and more respectful.

It is a great honor to be able to remember a name of a holy teacher!

"How is that old fellow Hogriezmann, you haven't seen in years. ”

Otis stepped down from the teleportation array, walking on the ground, where he stepped down, flowers grew step by step, and there was no fluctuation of half of the magic, but there was a momentum that crushed the heavens.

The people behind him didn't dare to breathe, so they followed so closely.

"Master, he returned to the arms of the god of space fifteen years ago. ”

Lambert followed, his tone a little choked.

"The old man Hogriezmann has lived for more than 800 years, and there is no need to grieve for him. ”

Oddison paused, patted Lambert on the shoulder, then looked at the thin old man next to him, and said, "Are you Devin and Scan?"

"Honored saint! Fill in the vice president of Gado Academy, ashamed!"

Devin and Scan's bodies are no better than Lambert's, seeing this kind of character, not to mention that he is a great grandmaster, even the holy master of the Later Jin Dynasty does not dare to make a mistake in front of him.

It is not only the strength that determines, but also the momentum that has been accumulated for a long time!

Otis walked outside and glanced towards the main peak of Gado Academy, the Guanze Daluo World has been imprisoned by the space mage of Gado Academy, in addition to the brilliance of a starry sky, there is also a phantom of an inverted world, which is already shattered in less than half of the space.

The rune chain that leads to the sky communicates the heaven and the earth, and the bright silver color flickered, more like a lock net, preventing the two worlds from continuing to collide, and if the collision continues, the hundreds of years of Gado Academy's family foundation will of course be gone.

"How many seeds of the empire have died?"

Otis looked at the imprisoned world, sighed, and asked Devin and Scan.

"A total of five thousand two hundred and sixty-seven people have fallen into that world, and a total of one thousand nine hundred and forty-four have been found so far, and most of them may not be found. ”

This is the information that Malediz sent to him today in the midst of the great fall of Guanze, and before half of it was found, the Gadot Academy was already seriously damaged!

"I remember the beginning of the founding of the country more than 350 years ago, the days of bloody wind and rain and fear are still vivid, counting forward, when the empire was still a kingdom, the suffering of oppression and exploitation, looking at the glory and comfort of today's empire, I don't know why there are always a small number of people who are full of dissatisfaction with the present of the empire.

I have experienced all those years, why should this hard-won peace be overturned?"

Otis looked at the small Qianjie of Guanze in the distance with his hands behind his back, and muttered something, no one dared to interject, no one dared to answer, let alone how to answer!

"Tell the natives of Guanze and promise them any conditions, and say that it is the emperor's holy decree.

But for one request, the Empire will send someone in to talk to them!"

Otis turned to look at Devin and Skander and said.

Devon and Scann lowered their heads and suddenly raised their heads, looked at the "god" in front of them, and said in astonishment: "Honorable saint!"

It's a killer!

It is an insult and a shame that so many people have died in Gado Academy, and they have been pointed at by a small thousand worlds and put forward conditions!

I thought it was going to be killed, but the sky was dyed red, and the blood on the ground was a river, even if it was broken, the small world was not hesitated, when could the small world stand and talk to Xifa hard?

Is there a big place for nothing?

Is the barbarian arrogance of that world arrogant?

It's not that the empire's endless army of undead was almost shattered.

Who knows if it's talking, he's a little confused, and Otis is someone who is willing to talk to others?

!

I have never heard that this is a kind and harmonious saint, and the name of the murderer is so bad that it spreads throughout the empire.

"Prescott!"

"Holy Master!"

Otis shouted to the man in the white sacrificial robe behind him, and the high-ranking light priest named Prescott stood up and folded his hands towards Devin and Scann in front of him, showing the respect of the light.

"He is an envoy sent by the Holy See, and he is the one who goes to talk, agreeing to the conditions of the group of natives, and sending this envoy from all the way to the Holy Mountain of Light into that world, Devon, Scan, this is your task!"

"Honorable saint, I am tormented, in your golden mouth, I can't afford to be the word 'envoy', I just obey the dispatch. ”

Prescott bowed his head humbly, calmly and not recklessly, and spoke softly, but without losing his identity.

"Don't question the Holy One, Devon!"

Pettin and Deslund whispered to Devin and Scan, who were a little confused.

Devin and Scan, hearing the dean talking to him, peeked at the majestic "sky" in front of them, and then at Prescott, who was smiling at him.

The Holy Mountain of Light is here!

What is that place?

The lair of the Holy See of Light!

The contradiction between the empire and the first "mountain" on the continent, who in the world does not know?

And when will this kind of internal matter of the empire be allowed to dictate to that organization?

Which of the Bright Sect temples in the entire empire is not suppressed for a long time?

And this man named Prescott, Devin and Scann looked at him carefully, and the corners of his mouth were immature with yellow hair, and he was thirty years old?

But it's a high-level Light Sacrifice!

Talented!

Jay!

Seeds of the Holy See of Light!

This is the definition given to Prescott in the minds of Devin and Scan.

But this kind of "childish" who has not retired from yellow hair can take on big things?

Turning his head to look at Pettin and Deslen who warned him, his mind was full of questions, this dean of his own family had been gone for a month, and when he returned, he didn't understand a little, but looking at his shaking head, it seemed that he could only ask afterwards.

"Dongxi City is a good place! Look at this scenery, there is only one Dongxi City in the empire.

Peiting, tell me about a Northern Yu'an Intermediate Command Academy, an eastern Gado for you to choose, and the dean of the Academy of the Northern General did not go to be the dean, but chose the Gado of this Dongxi City, did you perceive the beauty of this city?"

In the distance, the outer building of Qingshan Building,

Hazy smoke and rain outside the mountains.

At this time, there was a hazy autumn rain in Dongxi City, the cold rain dropped the dry heat at the end of autumn, and the green mountains in the distance were covered with a veil of light mist.

Of course, the main peak, if it weren't for the discordant inverted world on the side imprisoned by the runic net, it might be more beautiful.

"Zun Sheng said and laughed, life is fortunate to step into the position of the grandmaster, the empire does not give up, and fulfill the heavy responsibility, the northern Yu'an is certainly a prestigious academy, but I am from Dongxi, but also learn from Gaduo, in the two choices of the year, how can I not be fascinated by coaching Gado, maybe it is really as the Holy said, the quiet beauty of this smoke and rain, left an indestructible picture in my heart. ”

Pettin and Deslund looked at the tranquility of heaven and earth, and said their original intention of teaching Gado Academy back then.

"Haha~~ I also think that Jia Duomei is different from Yu An's Xiao Killing, different from the fiery of Gou Huo, different from the heaviness of Chaoxue, and even different from the extravagance of Huangzhu Intermediate Academy, which is unique in its own beauty!"

Pettin and Deslund were a little confused about the thoughts of this saint, there were more beautiful places, what did this have to do with his intention?

"Beautiful! The haze of the smoke and rain, I don't know if the color covered with blood today can be more delicate!"

Devin and Scan's eyes were still pulled into the distance by the beautiful scenery in the distance, and suddenly they heard such a sentence, and looked at Otis in front of them.

What is the color covered with blood, and can it be more delicate?