"Your Royal Highness, there is Elena in front."

On the road leading to Johor Bahru Pass on the east side of Elena, Ankenrein's sixth prince, Elliot Gibson, rode on his pure-blooded white horse and looked out at the city that was already in sight. Although he had heard the name countless times, it was the first time he had come to this town. Without looking at the corpses and blood behind and around him, just the view of the little city built on the edge of the river, the view of the countryside, the small town and the crooked river has a serene and peaceful beauty in the dim daylight.

"Nice place."

Eliot nodded and gave his first assessment. He then gave his own orders to the generals around him.

"On my order, the 1st Division marches haste, at full speed, and must take Gastens technical materials and equipment before the Negru Republic invades Elena. If you encounter organized resistance from the enemy, do not resist hard, and immediately assemble and fight on the spot. The 2nd and 3rd Divisions are in battle formation and continue to advance! We are only one step away from success, and no one should be careless! ”

"Whoa!"

The generals responded in unison, and then began to arrange the work. And at this moment, someone came on horseback from the periphery, and his expression was in a hurry. The Chief of the General Staff, Vincent Navry, noticed the man and took the initiative to meet him. He chatted with the man and brought Elliot not too good news.

"Tip, Gastens has returned to Elena."

"He's back? How many people did you bring? Elliot was a little nervous all of a sudden, attacking an Elena without Gastens and attacking an Elena with Gastens are two completely different concepts. Even now, even with such a huge advantage, he doesn't have much confidence in his heart when he faces Gastens.

"Said that he failed to fight outside and only brought back a dozen people."

When he said the news, Vincent himself couldn't believe it, Gastens had always given them the impression that he was like a god with soldiers, and with the help of a large number of advanced weapons, how could he lose so badly?

"It seems that the information is true, and the Bush guy has really got the right way," Elliot commented softly, and then calmed down.

"Since there are only more than 20 people, no matter how powerful he is, he can't return to the sky. My orders remain the same, and if you meet Gastens, try to catch them alive. I'd love to have a good chat with my former subordinate. ”

"Got it."

Vincent turned to set up the work, and Elliot tapped the horse's belly with his heel and began to move forward. In front of him, Gastens stronghold, the only bastion of the communist movement in Ankenrein, was no longer fortified.

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"Gastens is back?"

William Branagh, the acting commander of the 22nd Army, asked in a somewhat surprised tone. In front of him, Mark Simmons, the combat staff officer of the 22nd Army, looked at his commander with a somewhat uncertain look.

"That's what our spies say, Gastens somehow managed to break through our blockade and get into Elena. It is said that he only brought back a dozen people and is now organizing Elena's military and civilian counterattack. ”

"Only two dozen people with you?" William Branagh repeated Mark Simmons' words in an even more astonished tone, "What can he do with such a little man?" Leave him alone, and tell me to step up the attack. We can't afford to lose to Elliot on the other side. ”

"Okay, I'll give the order."

Mark Simmons nodded in agreement, then turned and left the command post. Because the enemy has ultra-long-range weapons, the command post of the 22nd Army is now set relatively far behind, and it will take him a little time to convey the order to the front line. However, it is clear that the top brass of the military are more concerned about their own safety than being killed by bullets fired from nowhere in the unknown.

As for the miraculous Gastens who escaped from the 17th and 18th armies, Mark Simmons didn't care very much. As his army commander William Branagh said, there are only two dozen people, almost a bare-bones commander, how can he Gastens be no matter how strong he is?

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When Luna arrives at Chaoyang Square, the crowd that has heard the news has already surrounded the place. Luna didn't know where these people came from, it was clear that the emergency mobilization had gathered almost all of Elena's young and middle-aged people who could fight, and the emergency evacuation work carried out by the Communist Party had also sent away many people, but there were so many people, men, women, and children, gathered in the square, looking at the man who had just climbed the high platform that had been erected, and held a tin megaphone in his hand.

That's Gastens Warren, the founder and savior of Elena, can he save Elena?

"I guess I'm going to retreat......"

"But with the chairman here, even if we go up the mountain, we can win."

"That's for sure, but it's a pity for my four acres of land, the rain is good this year, and it could have been a good harvest......"

"It's okay, next year, the year after that, when we come back, we can plant it every year......"

The people around Luna whispered about the peasants. The men didn't care about Luna, who was wearing a low-cut dress, but stared intently at the center of Chaoyang Square, looking at their chairman, Gastens.

"Everyone—"

Gastens stood on the platform with a megaphone, and the first words he uttered were greeted with cheers. He had to pause for a moment and wait for everyone to calm down before continuing to speak.

"I'm sorry I came back late and frightened everyone. Our enemies are too strong, and Elena is still growing. It is normal to have a difficult battle, or even to suffer defeat. Of course, I am not debating the outcome of my expedition, and I will not deny that I have underestimated the tactics and cunning of the enemy. However, what I want to tell you here is that as long as I, Gastens are around, I will never let the enemy enter Elena. And as long as I, Gastens, are still here, then each and every one of you can be your own new peasants and workers after defeating the enemy, and live a good life, you know!! ”

"Whew-"

The crowd's remarks mingled up and eventually turned into a loud cacophony. Gastens said as he placed the package he had taken from Luna at his feet.

"Everyone, I hope that, no matter what happens next, you will remember that I have always been your Garstens, and that revolution can only be won with your own hands!"

"Whew-"

The crowd cheered again, and the members of the council, who knew the situation and the situation, stood behind the high platform, their expressions not relaxed. How much money Elena has now, they know very well. They simply couldn't hold Elena under the flank of enemies from the east and west. And now every minute that Gastens wasted would delay their retreat.

"What the hell does the head want to do?"

Bimbo Bobruv asked Zinke with a worried tone.

"I don't know ......"

Zink shook his head and asked rhetorically.

"Did you see Daisy? I couldn't find her. ”

"I didn't see it," Bimbo Bobruf shook his head, "she said she went back to get something, didn't she come back yet?" ”

"I don't know, I'll send someone to look for it later", Zink shook his head, refocusing his attention on Gastens. Like many people around him, he was very curious about the package at Gastens feet.

Gastens had stopped talking, and he opened the package and pulled out a dark, heavy robe from it. The people present had never seen anything like that. The robe was plain and almost decorated, but it looked unusually dignified and noble. If you insist on decoration, only the bottom edge of the robe has golden ripples that seem to flow water, reflecting the evening sun.

That's impossible......

Luna groaned inwardly as Gastens draped the robe over her shoulders and buttoned the two buttons on her shoulders. The moment she saw Gastens buckle the two buttons, Luna screamed and sat down.

"Isn't that Lord Luke's robe?!"

Meren, who was standing next to Luna, recognized the robe, and she turned her head to look at Luna in surprise.

"Luna, why do you have Lord Luke's robes? Gastens ...... Gastens: Why did he put on Lord Luke's robes?! ”

I do not know.

Luna didn't speak, but the turmoil inside her nearly destroyed her mind. The robe, like all of Lord Luke's robes, was made of the finest magic materials, and was inlaid with the finest pyroxene. The pyroxene stones were connected by delicate red gold threads to form an intricate circle, which was finally closed at the two clasps on the shoulders. If you can't fasten those two buttons correctly, the magic circle of the robe can't be fully connected. And only the Magister knows how to fasten those two buttons correctly.

The entire Chaoyang Square is silent.

Gastens put on his robes, felt the circles and pyroxene that surrounded him, and sighed softly. It had been a long, long time, and he had almost forgotten about the breath. But the moment he put on the robe, he remembered it all.

That is the power and vision that stands at the pinnacle of the world, and that is the glory and splendor that has ruled the continent for thousands of years.

Gastens bent down, picked up the wrapped staff, looked at the large, gilded gold pyroxene at the top of the staff, and smiled softly.

He closed his eyes, breathed, and let the tentacles of his soul pierce his body and touch the lines on his robes. The long-dormant pyroxene and the circle felt his power. They rushed towards Gastens consciousness as if a wanderer had seen his mother again after a long absence.

Is......

I miss it......

Gastens tilted his head and opened his mouth. Words that no one could understand shook the air from his mouth, and it shook the power that had long been silent and should have been hidden. A large amount of magic power broke through the spatial barrier from an unknown place, connecting the magic circle on his robe and gushing out, supporting him to gradually rise and fly into the sky.

But suddenly, a tingling pain came, as if a sharp needle had pierced Gastens's soul, making him frown slightly. The spell, which was supposed to be coherent and fluid, also had a subtle pause.

Time is limited and cannot be wasted.

The sting reminded Gastens that even after the Third Great Wave had arrived, even if he had escaped the first shock, using magic was still a very dangerous thing to do. He focused and began to speed up the chanting of the incantation.

Gradually, the spell that had been just a murmur began to shake the air like thunder, and the originally clear dusk became dim. Large black clouds gathered in the sky, more and more, more and more, as if someone had knocked over countless bottles of the blackest ink in the sky.

"Oh my God......"

Mellen watched the change in the sky, looked at the Gastens who was floating in the sky, and opened her mouth wide. Her voice was hoarse, and she looked at Gastens with disbelief on her face.

"Gastens ...... He...... Why ......"

Meren turned her head to look at Luna, only to find that she was already in tears. The first apprentice of the Mage Tower, who had fallen from the peak of his life to the trough of his life in a year's time, looked at the person in the sky who was familiar and strange to her, felt the more and more dense familiar aura around his body, and cried silently on the wrist that was no longer useful, but he never took it off, and was now vibrating violently.

What could be more worthy of tears than suddenly discovering that something that I thought I had lost was right next to me? What could be more sad than to kill the possibility of approaching that thing again with one's own hands?

The spell continued, and the black clouds had obscured the entire sky of Elena. Someone lit up the pyroxene, and lit up clusters of light in the dark square. Everyone is silent, everyone is waiting, everyone is looking at the man in the sky.

The man they thought was incomparably familiar, but now they were incomparably stranger.

Gastens.

"That's not right! The spell is wrong! ”

Suddenly, Luna's voice broke the silence, and she struggled to her feet, clenching her bracelet tightly, her face full of confusion and surprise. Meren stood beside her, understanding her for a split second.

What Gastens is chanting is not a spell to sanction the Mage's Tower!

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a huge bright light flashed over the black clouds, accompanied by a deafening thunder. The great light and sound made everyone think that some terrible and fearful beast was hiding behind the clouds, watching over these small creatures on the ground.

"That's not our spell—"

Luna muttered to herself, staring intently. More bright lights began to flash in the sky, and thunderclap after thunder echoed in the air, shaking the heart.

"That's the spell of the Scepter Mage's Tower—"

"Kalala-"

As if the long-endured beast had finally lost its patience, a blinding white flash of light slammed down from the black clouds and slammed down on Elena's east. After the huge and dazzling light disappeared, it still left a light and shadow in people's eyes that could not be dissipated for a long time.

"That's the forbidden spell of the Scepter Mage's Tower—"

Luna's tone was almost moaning, and above her head, it was as if some god had opened some door, and white lightning erupted from the sky like an upside-down forest, falling down like countless swords of judgment from the sky.

In that moment, a loud roar and a wave of light completely drowned out the word that Luna blurted out.

It was the forbidden spell of the Scepter Mage's Tower.

Thundercloud storms.

Volume 8: The Wandering Ghosts of the Old, End.