A great victory of twenty-five against three thousand. The Tower of Dreams only paid the price of two swordsmen being injured, one mage being mentally exhausted, and several man-made monsters in the meditation space being wiped out.

This gave Xiao Chen a new understanding of the power of the Dream Tower mage on the battlefield. The mages of the same realm, the mages of the Tower of Dreams really have much more means than ordinary mages. Also, there is no one projecting meditation space today, so if that were the case, the effect would be even more amazing.

The convoy continued on the road after a brief cleanup of the battlefield. They didn't rest at night, but continued in the direction of Black Rock City.

With the help of the power of the formation, Jocano slashed a holy rank, which was also a great drain on his spirit. Therefore, Xiao Chen couldn't disturb him, who had been meditating.

So, after a night of silence, in the early morning of the next day, the convoy reached the outskirts of Blackstone City.

"Sage, the spatial repression seems to have weakened a lot. According to our calculations, teleportation magic can be activated about fifty kilometers further on. During the morning break, a great magician who was in charge of monitoring the changes in the space reported to Xiao Chen with a crystal ball.

"yes, I see. Xiao Chen knew in his heart that it was impossible for them to run out like this. Otherwise, there would be no establishment of the Tower of God Alchemy in the future.

"In five minutes, we're leaving, remember to go around Blackrock, we don't have to go into the city. Jocano said.

"No! "A black mist suddenly churned in the crystal ball in the hand of the great magician from before, "Large-scale spatial suppression erupted from Black Rock City. This, this kind of spatial suppression, no more than three Sages can do it!

"Your Excellency!" the mages, including Jocano, looked at him. They all knew that it would be impossible to escape by bumping into more than three Sages at such a close distance.

"Don't panic, we'll just wait here, Jocano, you guys hurry up and draw an overcast circle and a extreme effect casting circle, nest them together, I'm going to use them. Gomez said.

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When Artemio, the Golden Bob Priestess, appeared in front of everyone in the Tower of Dreams with two Elven Elders, many Silver Leaf Priests, and a large number of Templars and Elven troops, Gomez was already standing in the middle of a nested formation.

"Artemio, I'm wondering where you got the men to stop us here. It turns out that you have mobilized the power of the elves. It's rare that these god-like families can obey your commands. ”

"Well, I talked to the elven elders, smashed a few tables, and finally convinced them to send troops. "Artemio was an old man with white hair, a thin build, dressed in a simple green robe, and holding a wooden staff like a twig in his hand. However, this old country man-like figure made all the magicians present look nervous, "Gomez, you have made a very interesting choice, instead of continuing to escape, you are waiting for us here. I wonder, do you have something to say to me?"

Artemio's tone was flat, but his momentum was compelling, after all, even Xiao Chen had heard his name, he was the most powerful of all the Golden Branch Priests in the Seven Towers Era, and although the two elven elders behind him were also of the Holy Rank, they were probably not his opponents together.

"Hmm...... Have you ever heard of the magic of the 'Tide of Silence'? Gomez said, standing in the center of the rotating circle.

"Is that the magic that destroys souls on a large scale, and then uses the energy of destroyed souls to destroy more souls?" Artemio asked, looking at the mages around Gomez, "It's just that this kind of magic only works below the Holy Rank......?" They're all going to die, right?"

"That's right. But look at my feet. What if I detonate a few more Hallows with the help of this nested circle of extreme effects and out-of-the-box casting?" Gomez glanced at the mountains in the distance, "With the space suppressed, no one can escape, and I guess no one will survive until I can see it." ”

"Looks like you're trying to have a good talk. Tell me, what do you want?" Artemio asked, unfazed, his white eyebrows furrowed together, and his small bright eyes staring at Gomez below.

"Quite simply, three things. First, stop this hunt against us. Second, let's re-build a new magic tower somewhere. Third, what happened in the past between us and both of us is written off. Gomez said.

"Heh, do you know how many priests and warriors of the Nature Temple have died in the pursuit of you?" Artemio chuckled.

"I don't care about that. It seems like I've died a lot of people just last time I detonated the Hallows. Gomez laughed, "But so what? Now the key is whether the people here can survive, whether you can survive." ”

Artemio's gaze wandered between Gomez and the circle, as if considering how likely this might be.

However, at this moment, an elven elder behind him said, "Artemio, what is there to hesitate, are you intimidated by such a bluffing fellow? The glory of the god of nature does not allow us to make such a compromise!"

"Artemio, who's in charge here now?" Gomez asked.

"Me. Artemio said.

"Good!" Gomez raised his hand, and a white light struck the elven elder's body. The elder had layers of shields stacked on his body, but it was too late, and the white light pierced through the shield on his body and hit him directly on his soul.

The elven elder froze, and immediately lay down on the ground, and snored.

The Dream of Restful Sleep, Holy Order Magic, ignores magical shields and magical resistance, and acts directly on the soul, causing the recipient to fall into a deep sleep for a day.

"You see, that's the effect of the Extreme Spellcasting Circle. Gomez said, looking at the second Elven Elder.

The latter nervously attached several mental shields and enhancement spells to himself, but Gomez did not make a move, but asked, "Artemio, what do you say? ”

"Three things: first, give up the name of the Tower of Dreams. Second, hand over the holy scriptures that are on you. Third, there is no connection with the remnants of the other Seven Towers. ”

"Sage, this is too much. The Holy Book is the foundation of the Tower of Dreams!" Jocano said angrily.

"No, the canon is not, the talent is. Gomez said to Artemeo: "I will wait here until all my companions leave." Wait until the Temple of Nature announces to all nations that it will no longer hunt down the Dream Tower. When you do that, I will withdraw the circle and give you the Tower of Dreams' holy text, the True Form of the Illusory World. ”

Artemio paused for the cane in his hand, and turned back to summon a silver-leaf priest, "Go and report this to the temple, and say that I approve of the deal." ”