As he approached the former Principality of Roses, the Winter Soldier descended along the coastline and looked down at the land from a height of 3,000 meters.

"This is Kursala,"

Aurelia, the leader of the elves, noticed Arthur's gaze, walked to the porthole, and explained to him that both the elves and his Endless Eyes have the ability to see from a distance.

In the distance, on the horizon in front of you, there is a natural harbor on the coast, a city at the mouth of a river, and the dome of the city is densely packed with minaret-like buildings, which from a distance looks like a return to the urban forest.

What caught Arthur's attention just now was these spire-like buildings, even if the plane was now at an altitude of three thousand meters, Arthur's spirit could still feel the magic fluctuations contained in it, it was the taste of the same kind.

This is - the Mage's Tower.

He was shocked by his thoughts.

How could there be so many mage towers in this city.

The Mage Tower is a symbol of a mage's class and status.

But as far as he knew, the mage towers on the continent shouldn't be so dense.

If every mage tower here is according to common sense, which means that there is at least a mid-level mage above the fourth level, then in this port city in front of him, Arthur's endless eye swept through the city extremely quickly, then there should be at least one hundred and fifty mid-level mages here.

How is this possible?

This means that there are at least thousands of officially promoted mages in the city.

Only a sufficient number of low-level mages can proportionally support the existence of this number of mid-level mages, which is common sense for spellcasters.

So many spellcasters, all in one place?

How is this possible?

Aurelia's continuous words unravel the mystery for him:

"Kursala, the country of bloodline warlocks, this is a city governed by the descendants of ancient wizards, rich in bloodline warlock families with bloodline as the inheritance, the number of spellcasters in this city even exceeds that of elves, there are at least four bloodline warlock families ranked among the top ten families in the continent, each has a unique inheritance, their strength combined, even Noxus, do not dare to provoke easily."

At this time, Arthur suddenly remembered, Kursala?

On the battlefield not long ago, wasn't Klein, the mid-level mage who had been with Darius, from Kursala? The memory of the mage will not be erased, just by hearing it once, it is deeply engraved in his mind.

So Kursala did not surrender to the Empire.

"No, there isn't."

Aurelia replied.

"They just sent a team of mages to participate in the Noxus Empire, as well as the mage group of the empire that regularly sent mages to the Immortal Fortress for academic exchanges according to the agreement, in the south of the entire continent, Kursala is a decisive force, and the only force in the vicinity that can maintain an equal status with the Empire."

"As far as I know, this place is still self-governing until now, and nearby Lokrond and Stonewall are the only ones that have a head here, and the power of Noxus is difficult to reach here."

The elves' words inevitably had a tone of envy, yes, why was Kulsala able to remain independent, and the elves' secret forest, Noxus, had to submit to the Empire.

But, no way, the world is never fair. Mages have such privileges, who let there be hundreds of mid-level mages here. The mid-level spellcaster of this number is already a force that can destroy cities and countries, and even Noxus can't ignore it.

Noxus must have considered that it would be worth the loss to capture this place completely, so in the end, the other party was allowed to maintain its independence.

O land of bloodline warlocks!

Arthur sighed inwardly.

I don't know if he, a newly promoted ancient bloodline wizard, is unpopular here.

Hey! He really didn't expect that the strength of the Enoxians was also helpless.

In this way, there should be more ancient wizard inheritances here, Arthur immediately thought.

Moreover, it was not far from the Principality of the Roses, and from the sea, it was not far from Zaun, which made it easy for him to think of his mentor Victor's unconventional bloodline wizard's source of knowledge, and perhaps it had something to do with it.

Perhaps, in the future, he will need to pay attention to this place as well.

Arthur was thinking like this here when suddenly a scream came from the cabin:

"Be careful!"

I saw a flash of light outside the porthole in front of me, and then the plane began to shake violently.

A frightened elf in the cabin screamed:

"It's an attack! It's an attack from Kursala below! ”

What the?

It seems that the bloodline warlocks in this city are not friendly to guests!

Arthur was still thinking about how to say hello to the other party, and the other side called the door.

Immediately after that, a series of flashes of light burst out of the cabin, and soon the engines on the wings of the airliner were in thick smoke, the plane began to lose weight, the air pressure in the cabin began to be unmaintainable, the sirens in the cabin sounded wildly, and the elves and dwarves in the cabin were in chaos.

At this time, the cabin is completely weightless, and if it is an ordinary person, it will not be able to move freely, but it cannot stop a non-human like Arthur.

Arthur walked along the cabin wall, walked to the cabin door, opened the cabin, and with a bang, a strong wind blew in his face, and in the face of the dazzling wind, he said to Daji, who was running:

"It looks like our first air journey is coming to an end."

The little witch Daji will not be nervous, she will not fall to death, it is this group of elves and dwarves in the cabin that should be nervous,

"Look at the trouble you're giving me."

Arthur said to Daji speechlessly, and Daji pouted aggrievedly.

Well, it's really troublesome.

The two stood at the door of the cabin and looked down.

On the ground, on the mage tower of the city of Kursala, a dense light was constantly being fired at them, it felt like there was an entire air defense regiment, and the dense light hit the belly and wings of the A380, and two of the four engines of this big guy were already billowing smoke.

"There must be a forced landing as soon as possible,"

Driver Dong Bing said.

This is a high-tech product from the earth!

Easy to use, but also too sophisticated, almost no self-healing ability, this guy is worth $400 million, but it's only a one-off product, Arthur brought it back to the world of Loraine, and it just flew into the sky, and now it's over.

Kursala!

I remember it.

But now the important thing is not to trouble the Kursala, but to the elves and dwarves in the cabin. If it was just the three of them, of course, there would be no problem, just jump down and be done, but it was impossible for elves and dwarves to do this, could these unlucky guys see that this is about to become the victims of the first air crash in another world?

Arthur looked down through the hatch, and then pointed to the endless sea below:

"There, towards the sea! Let's drive out into the sea! ”