The Somali war of the 80s left Alexia de Botton an orphan.

As a result, she doesn't remember her parents in the country, the family farm, or her life before she woke up.

When she was a girl, she wondered if there were any other surviving bloodlines. After asking several times at the divination office in the tower, she was sure that there was none. The news was disappointing, but Alicia didn't mind, she wanted not blood in the womb, but a monastery of friendship.

Alesia had her master, Henry Kilroy, who guided Alexia's path on the day she became his apprentice, protecting her from trouble. She also found a new sibling – Gunther – who could lean on her broad shoulders in times of turmoil. Recently, she also found a younger sibling in Gwen, who was uneasy and unsure, which gave Alicia a sense of satisfaction as she repeated the care that Master and Gunther had given her.

Now, someone is threatening her family.

When Alicia went out on the wings of the burning air, she was furious. She soon reached the cloister and carefully inspected the building for any signs of its owner.

But nothing. There was no commotion, no signs of anything out of the ordinary.

Maybe she could "dig" a little building and get the attackers out?Alicia's heart, like a taut bow, cut off the strings of a violin, pulling at her chest with sour anxiety.

She flew to the building and tested the air with cinders.

Some of her particles sizzled.

As an experienced battle mage, she knows these signs inside and out.

Hallucination!

There's a charm to this damn building!

Alesia doesn't have any way to lift the spell instantly. She needed a confessor like the Taj Mahal, but her assistant was too far away from Rossby to help. In any case, only an expert close to the equivalent level can help.

On the other hand, there are many ways to force the illusion, such as attacking the caster directly or destroying the foundation of the illusion. Rossby is a well-known private school full of nuns and schoolgirls, but Alesia didn't have time to hesitate.

She closed her eyes, letting herself not believe in the illusion. In her mind, a fire was brewing, ready to be released if she failed to pierce the veil.

Wow!

A deafening thud shook the foul windows of the cathedral.

boom

Wave - boom

boom

Distant explosions bloomed on the horizon. A dozen others followed in quick succession, forming a sonic boom that replaced the low-hanging clouds above.

Alexia turned her attention to the source of the discordant noise, feeling her throat gasp. A semi-circular circle of rippling white water churned where the ultramarine sky and the pea-green sea met.

Epiphany, with a mouth full of resentment. Whatever happens to these defensive stations means she needs to repel the merfolk's incoming forces. It is inconceivable that those vicious fisheyes would give up such a chance opportunity.

Alicia suddenly felt exhausted. Half of her people are forced to stay behind to take care of her master, and the other half are aware of the impending disaster. This anxiety tormented her, and her skin felt like it had been attacked by a merfolk bloodworm.

A dozen text messages rang in her ears. Alicia allows some people to connect.

"Alesia!Taj Mahal!Fuck Watson Bay's shield station just exploded!"

"Yes, I can see that. ”

"Can you? Where are you now?"

"Gwen and Paul and I were in Rossbay. ”

"Thank God! Come down! We need you! If this is the Coral Sea, we're going to be crowded!"

"Alesia!" Paul's message was mixed with empty echoes indicating that he was in the house. "I'm with Mage Ferris, I can teleport us closer to the shield station, or we can try to enter the tower through the magic mage's hieroglyphs, how are you doing?

Alexia circled, her voice choked at her throat.

"Alesia!"

"Alesia!

"Alesia, where are you—

Her companion's urging made her ears tingle. Alexia wants to throw a fireball in the message spell. She didn't need to go to the Coastal Battery! But she couldn't. How could she leave when her master was still in danger?For public and personal reasons, she had to make sure that Henry was okay. The tower is inseparable from its owner. Also, Gunther should take care of the city.

"Shut up, Taj Mahal! I don't fucking think about it!" Alexia snapped, exclaiming her frustration. This damn illusion!

Her snarky voice startled.

"Ellie, what's wrong with you?" he asked worriedly.

Alicia sighed. When she doesn't know what's going on, it's hard to explain what comes and goes. She reproached herself, took a deep breath, calmed her tense nerves, and calmed down.

"Something has happened to Lord Kilroy. He was attacked ... I can't leave until I know he's safe. ”

"Master Kielroy is—" So is the Taj Mahal, calm.

"Will the tower come to our aid?" he asked after a moment. Without floating combat stations to shoot down the Leviathans and Kraken, the army and citizen militias had little hope of holding the coastline.

"I can't say," Alexia said in a dejected voice, and I'll join as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, I'll try to contact the other mages. Good luck. ”

"Go to the militia. Only Walken and Ferris are left in Sydney, and Ferris is in Rosebay, trying to evacuate the children. Let the militia convince Walken to send the tower to the east coast. Tell him our host will agree. Ferris should agree. If it's 2-3, there is no way for Walken to delay......"

There was no echo from "......".

Alicia stopped talking. The last two commands she dictated no longer had the resonance of being translated into mana signals.

"Taj Mahal?"

It was silence, not silence without sound, but static tinnitus that gave back to one's message spell.

Alicia shook her device and started it again. The spell fired, but nothing happened. She felt a strip of ice slip down her spine.

How do I disable message spelling? That's not possible. The only possible way is to have someone activate the tower's divination canceller. This in itself is beyond the scope of what is possible, since only her master has command symbols. There are several conditions that require a change in the ownership of a key. Firstly, the city must be besieged, and secondly, the master or tower must expire.

Alexia's breathing became more and more difficult.

Her gaze turned to the buildings below.

"Flame, obey my call..."

She began to summon a powerful firestorm, a level 7 mass destruction spell.

Alessia believes that the spirit of Carla will take care of the innocent people who died in the explosion, and if not, then she is willing to take all the blame. Buildings are supposed to be able to withstand the flames, but for any portrait or text, they must be sacrificed for the greater good.

Gwen looked at the glittering scales on Sofina's neck.

Her mythical object persisted unsurprisingly.

She immediately felt an infusion of energy. An inch from her face, the shriveled body trembled, like a drowning woman breathing again.

Sofina moved her limbs and crackled, and she looked up and opened her amber eyes, which were full of darkness.

"Elizabeth!" shouted Sofina, her voice the sound of a hollowed-out tree splitting open. "She's alive!"

Gwen and the girls glanced at each other, their eyes full of panic and suspicion. Deborah, in particular, turned pale.

"We must help him!" Yue shouted, ignoring Sofina's revelations. Elvia nodded beside her.

"No! we must get out as soon as possible!" Deborah breathed, her chest undulating irregularly.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Yue scolded their ungrateful companion, his heart filled with doubt and disgust. "That's the master of the tower, my master, if anything happens to him, we're all finished!"

"Gwen, you tell them!" Deborah whimpered and said we can't fight Elizabeth!

"Who is Elizabeth?" Rittal was confused by the reaction. "Wow——!"

A flash of mana enveloped Sofina, and then Drade vanished, either summoned to Henry's place or transferred back to her pocket space. Either way, the scales seemed to work, and Henry once again controlled his spirit.

Gwen felt her chest tighten. She must find her master as soon as possible, while also ensuring the safety of her friends.

"She's a void mage like me," Gwen explained, holding a grudge against Henry. She is a battle mage who is both crazy and dangerous. ”

"Oh my God. He swallowed it. Gwen was already impressive, and this Elizabeth sounded like a disaster.

However, Deborah was right. "Gwen felt her heart sink and her throat began to run back, you all have to go!"

Yue and Avia were surprised to see Gwen's affirmation of Deborah's cowardice.

"This is the Elizabeth you told us about Christmas?"

"Again, there's nothing you can do," Gwen replied without hesitation to go to Master Erin, to Paul, and they should set up a teleportation circle in the catacombs. You've got to get out of here. ”

Gwen tries to text Alexia again, but her texting device shows blank.

The girls, including Wetu, began to walk towards the cathedral, where hundreds of schoolgirls were making progress. When they reached the cathedral gates, Yue stopped and prevented Gwen from leaving the party.

"Where do you want to go?" she demanded.

"Xiaoyue, let's go. "I'm going to find Judge Kilroy. Gwen knew they were going to come to this intersection. Her voice was begging for an outcome that she knew was unlikely.

Yue's face grimaced. "If you want us to continue to be friends, you shut up and let me follow you. ”

"I'm here too!" Elvia likewise put on her prettiest and dull face, though her pale countenance made it clear. Her little fair expression looked completely determined, and her warm blue eyes were undoubtedly determined.

"Me too. "Ritu shrugged and grinned, otherwise how could I call myself a warrior?"

There was a few seconds of hesitation, but Deborah was also standing in the ranks of the others. "You can do anything. ”

"Guys ......" It's a touching scene, of course, but they have little time for sentimentality right now. Gwen knows that every second counts, and she doesn't want to waste time giving a presentation.

"Thanks," she replied stoically, and with nothing more to say, she pushed the door open.

Damn it!

Their courage was short-lived. When an unimaginable force slammed into the double door, there was a sudden groan, and then for the next few minutes, the wooden fence suddenly made a loud noise, slamming the double door to the ground. If it weren't for Huitu's instant blocking, Gwen and the girls would have been blown up a long time ago.

Gwen pushes away from the rubble, clear flames and smoke revealing the contours of Henry, Sofina, and Alesia in a confrontation with the alien figure of the pale-skinned woman Gwen has ever seen.

The pure power of primordial nature flowed through Henry's body like a violent torrent, dispelling the illusory magic that had paralyzed his spirit. His energy was so pure that it immediately swelled to attach to the lamprey-like creatures attached to him, forcing them to erupt into shadows and fish scales.

"Sofina!"

The judge's follow-up was quick.

An idol of his god appeared beside him, glowing silver.

In an instant, with the magic of her mysterious island, Delaiard swelled into a mass of tendrils and cruel barbs that spread out in all directions, protecting both Henry and Elizabeth.

The sudden change left the Void Witch unaware, a dozen barbs slicing through her flawless skin, and a greasy Void shield devoured tendrils digging into her flesh. While Henry's summoning lacks the draining power of the Void, the high-level gnomes possess a parasitic ability that is no less terrifying than the lamprey.

But the feud between the ex-lovers did not break out immediately. There was a history between them that could not be resolved by violence alone.

Henry stared at the little woman in front of him, her skin immaculate, white as fresh snow, her lips painted a touch of red paint on two pressed slices of bright red cherries.

"Why?" he longed to know the truth. If the woman wants revenge, she can catch up with him at any time. She knew Henry well and knew that he would be more than willing to face her alone if she wanted to.

"Does it matter?" replied Elizabeth, her voice seductive and nostalgic. "The protective wall is down. The merfolk are coming. Your city is doomed. ”

To the surprise of his opponents, Henry did not look angry or angry.

"Lizzie, there's nothing to be afraid of, no more," replied Henry earnestly, saying that I was now the master of the tower. I can protect you. This place, Sydney, is far from London. ”

Elizabeth had a look of pure mockery on her face.

"You're romantic, Henry. I like this about you. ”

"You don't have to run anymore, Lizzy, I can help. ”

Elizabeth hung her head dignifiedly, blinking her little blue eyes, and he held his breath. She often did this when they were younger. He remembers it as clearly as it did yesterday.

"Vortex!"

His wife's answer appeared as an increasingly precise spot of darkness that devoured all the light, expanding between them.

"Forced cage!"

Henry's counterattack created a glowing six-point cage in the darkness, completely isolating the power of the vortex to devour the space it enclosed.

His wife glared coldly at Henry.

"Lizzy, listen to me. Don't do it. ”

"It's too late, Henry. By the time I realized the emptiness, it was too late, and you didn't stop me. I used to be as naïve as you, but not anymore. I know what path I am on now, and you are the obstacle I have to overcome to gain a place in this world. ”