222 Meeting of the Holy Tower

Unknowingly, it was the fourth year that Locke had come to the O'Moore Empire, and on the day of the New Year, the family was very lively, not only a large number of classmates and friends from the academy came, but also many Faustin nobles who came to visit.

For so long, everyone also knows the fact that Angelina is Princess Faustin.

Fortunately for the others, Chris and Bob, the two knights who had been on missions with them many times, were full of envy and jealousy in Locke's words.

In the eyes of most people, a princess of a small country is not much worse than the daughter of an earl's family in the empire.

In addition to the door-to-door congratulations, Locke himself will also have a lot of success this New Year.

For Locke, the arrival of the New Year only means that he is one year older, and the 24-year-old Locke is already a big one. 20-year-old Angelina has also reached the age when she should talk about marriage, and if she hadn't suddenly gone to study in Santa Tower, she probably planned to confess to her father and brother about Locke.

This New Year is also very important to 18-year-old Christine, the once young little girl has unknowingly grown into a big girl, and Locke can't touch people's heads casually like before.

In the midst of joy, everyone in the family raised their glasses to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.

"Xia Qian's wine is really good!" said Angelina.

"Rafi's food is delicious, too!" Leah laughs.

"I still prefer to drink the porridge made by Sister Leah!" Christine held a bowl and drank it in a big gulp, completely lacking everyone's beautiful appearance.

"Miss, you eat!" Rafi was at the dinner table, still in the duty of being a maid.

"You eat it too!" said Grace casually placing a steak on Rafite's plate.

Since being promoted to high-ranking squire, Locke has found that the atmosphere in his home is much more harmonious than before.

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Located in the northeast of the Mycian continent, where the magical power of the Western Isles converges, the Holy Tower has welcomed another high-level meeting this year.

Still on the 436th floor of the Holy Tower, today the black-robed old man once again summoned the only dozen or so third-level magicians remaining inside the Holy Tower to sit here and discuss.

"Didn't Harrison come?" The old man's spiritual power swept casually, and he could know who came and who didn't, and every magician has his own unique spiritual power fluctuations.

"He went to take care of his swarm of sandworms, as if the sandworms had mutated somehow. A middle-aged magician in a yellow robe said.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a summoner~" An old man with a gray long-brimmed hat blew his beard and said with a smile.

"Well, what's the matter with us here?" asked the strange mage, who was half flame and half ice.

As soon as the words fell, in the conference hall, except for the black-robed old man, the nine magicians all looked at the black-robed old man.

"Knock, knock. The black-robed old man's magic wand tapped the ground and said slowly, "There are two things, one is that Lord Odyssey, there is a move. ”

Everyone was shocked, followed by a joy, especially the magician who cultivated the body of ice and fire was the most excited, the flames surging on both sides of his body and the extremely cold ice had already affected the concentration of elements in the surrounding environment, and the strength of the third-level magician was here.

"The second is that the Panamanian master has sent back the news and ordered us to send a part of the magicians to assist Lord Odyssey and take down the living fairy world. The old man continued.

"No problem, I'll go!" Bland, who cultivated the Body of Ice and Fire, couldn't wait for the old man to finish speaking, and couldn't wait to reply.

"Who else? We need to send six third-level archmages. The black-robed old man looked at the remaining eight magicians present.

"I'll go!" said a magician whose right arm had apparently been amputated by some kind of creature red claw.

"And me!" said a feminine male magician, as did a feminine-looking male magician.

"In my lab, there is also a shortage of experimental materials. A magician wearing a heavy dark green cloak and exuding a strange smell also said.

Not out of the black-robed old man's expectations, almost all of these third-level archmages left behind in the Holy Tower were willing to participate in this mission.

Not to mention the benefits that can be obtained by opening up a new plane, just by revitalizing the fairy world and producing the essence of activation, it is enough for the magicians of the wizarding world to follow one after another.

"Is there anything else that the Panamanian master has to say?" asked an old woman with a face full of wrinkles and spots, and the old man in black robe sat in the first seat.

"Yes... Master Panama said that in the later stages, he might also participate in the attack on the revitalization of the fairy world. The black-robed old man said.

This sentence made the hearts of many magicians present even more relieved. Plundering a newly discovered plane, especially the first attack, is the strongest resistance from the natives, although it is only a miniature plane, but they, the third-level great magicians, will also capsize in the gutter if they are not careful.

There are many things that you can't understand and all kinds of surprises, and it is not uncommon for some natives with strange abilities to defeat invaders who are stronger than them, not to mention that it is their home field.

However, it was different with Panamanian masters participating in the later stage, a fourth-level magician, how terrifying the damage caused was, was not something that could be imagined in the minds of those uncivilized low-level natives.

You must know that in the plane, many fourth-level creatures are regarded as 'gods'.

"What about the two centaur gods?" asked the old magician.

The black-robed old man said with a relaxed expression, "I just got the news that one of them was seriously injured by Master Panama and Master Gaia. ”

"It's amazing enough that these two hard bones can last so long!"

"Yes, the last dimensional war that lasted more than four hundred years seemed to go back a thousand years. ”

"With Master Panama joining forces with the three fourth-level powerhouses of Lord Gaia and Lord Zecre, it is only a matter of time before those two centaur gods are defeated. ”

In the conference room, hearing the good news from the black-robed old man, everyone's hearts relaxed a lot.

"How long will it take for that centaur world to be taken down?" one of the mages asked.

"That's not a good thing to say. The black-robed old man said so, but everyone had a rough idea in their hearts, if one of the two centaur gods was seriously injured, then they would definitely not be able to stop the army led by the Panamanian master, fifty years is the longest time that everyone speculates.

"How's the summoning of the foreign magicians going?" asked the black-robed old man as he sat beside him.

"We've been calling back since last year, and the official magicians on missions on Mycia, Texas, and Ingley have all received our summons, and we've been reporting on them one after another. The young magician replied.

"Yes. The black-robed old man nodded, and then asked, "Is there any movement in the Knight Palace?"

"It seems that Lord Odyssey has given an order, and a call has been issued for the high-ranking knight squires. The young magician hesitated for a moment, then uttered the news he had received from a friend of the Heavenly Knights.

"Is that the high-ranking squire?" the black-robed old man stepped out of his seat and stood by the window. Standing on the top floor of the Holy Tower, which is more than four hundred meters high, the eyes of the black-robed old man fell on the magic apprentices who came in and out of the circular building at the bottom of the Holy Tower.

"You say, are we also sending some little ones to go through the experience?" the black-robed old man seemed to inquire.

"This, you need to ask the Panamanian master, after all, there has never been a precedent for participating in a plane war before reaching the first level. The young magician said with a frown.

"Why is there no precedent, isn't it in front of you!" the black-robed old man said the order given by Lord Odyssey.

"Moreover, most of the slaves in the slave army are only high-level attendants. The more the old man in the black robe thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, he was not a pedantic person.

"That... Do you also send high-level apprentices?" the young magician asked.

"It's not. The black-robed old man shook his head, "The middle-level apprentices in the Holy Tower have also been sent out! ”

Indeed, in terms of the destructive power and damage caused by light, the powerful magic emitted by a mid-level apprentice was already equivalent to the full force of a high-level squire.

This is also the reason why the magician is stronger than the knight of the same level.

"This... "The young magician is speechless, doesn't this mean that all the living forces of the entire Holy Tower have to be dispatched.

Could it be that this was originally what the Panamanian master meant, and the young magician suddenly snorted.

Although the old man in the black robe is not pedantic, there are few pedantic people among the magicians, especially those who are strong in the forefront of exploring the mystery of the truth, but he is also a rule-abiding person, he may be old, and the old man in the black robe has always been known for being conservative.

How could such a ridiculous order be made, unless behind him, there is a big man to support, and the biggest person is the owner of this holy tower, the master of Panama.

That's right, all the living forces of the Holy Tower are sent out, even if they are attacked by the group of people on the east coast, they can minimize the losses, and they can also harvest a revitalized fairy world of great value.

What the young magician thinks, how do you think it's a good deal.

As for the possible threats, especially the dangers encountered by those magic apprentices who were not yet level 1 in the plane war, the young magician deliberately ignored them.

The growth of a strong man has not experienced the risks of life and death.

Take the young magician as an example, although he looks young, as a third-level magician, he is already over 900 years old, and the reason why he can maintain a young appearance is that in addition to this age, it is indeed a lot younger for a third-level magician, and it also shows that he was very young when he broke through to the formal magician.

The appearance of a general magician, until he enters his old age, will remain at the age when he breaks through to a formal magician.

Among the magicians, the younger the magician, the greater the potential. Except, of course, for female magicians who love beauty.

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