On the Imperial Power Mountain, the atmosphere was a little tense.

Horse-drawn carriages bearing the markings of the major families come and go. Whether it is the prince or the military general, all of them have solemn expressions and hurried steps.

All night, the palace was lit up.

Edward I stood at the long table covered with maps, rubbing his brow tiredly. The morning sun outside the window had already spread the first rays of light on the carpet of the room, and the night had faded, but it could not take away the gloom that had cast a light on the hearts of the princes, ministers, and military generals.

A catastrophe!

That's the most unanimous view today.

Today's human world is already stormy. The demons who broke through the Broken Sky Mountain Range are waving their butcher knives at humans. This is a war related to the survival of mankind, and after 300 years of survival, it has finally reached the moment when there is no way out.

Either drive the demons back to the east, or the human race will be wiped out.

Since October, the war reports from the north have become more and more ugly. Under the forces of the demons, the Pompeii Empire had almost no resistance. Whether it is the armed forces gathered by the lords from all over the world or the border army corps belonging to the royal family, they are all about to collapse at the touch of a button.

Among them, of course, there are various reasons such as insufficient military training, mistakes in the command of generals, and confusion in logistics support, but more importantly, the Pompeii Empire is still making small calculations from top to bottom.

They are reluctant to throw their most elite troops into the war with the demons. Because that would consume their strength. The Empire of Philip and the Empire of Saint Solan benefited from the benefits.

As a result, the Pompeii Empire strengthened its defenses only in the western direction of the capital, Cité Romain, and the Papal Hill. As for the direction of the Philip Empire in the southwest and the Saint Soran Empire in the south, they didn't even have a symbolic resistance, and let the demons attack the city and plunder the terrain all the way.

And this also made the preparation time for the war of the Saint Solan Empire much shorter than expected.

Edward had never been on the sidelines of the war against the demons.

As early as the first time of the demon invasion. He issued a mobilization order for war. He ordered all the major provinces, principalities, noble lords, border legions, knights directly under the Empire, and officials at all levels of the government ministries to take action. Prepare for war against the demons in the north.

This is an unprecedented combat readiness of unprecedented scale and level. From the formation and assembly of the army, to the grain and grass, weapons and equipment, transportation and other aspects, it is extremely cumbersome. For several weeks, Edward hardly left the palace hall, and had no more than four prayers a day.

The nobles and generals watched almost as his hair turned gray, as he grew tired and haggard from the hard work of the day and night.

After all, the authority of the royal family. It was just established through a war with the Philip Empire. Edward, who has been suppressed by Donald for more than ten years, finally has the opportunity to become a leader in the foreground.

And in the face of the pressure of the demons, he has in his hands a mess full of internal contradictions and ravaged by war. Only by putting in more effort can he make the war potential of this empire burst out.

However, what no one expected was that at such a juncture, such news came from the south.

It's for the Empire. It's nothing short of worse.

Edward was faced with a difficult choice.

What exactly does the empire need to react to now? Whether to hope that Lulian will solve it, or to take precautions and order troops. If you send troops. And what level of mobilization is needed.

After all, the demons are the focus of the empire's response. If troops are transferred south now, it will have a great impact on the preparations for war in the north. Hundreds of thousands of troops, countless supplies, and all aspects of the local area, all of which affect the whole body.

You can't imagine it. What will happen to the empire then.

If what happened in the south was just a misunderstanding, if it caused the demons to break through the borders of the empire, they would drive straight in. Edward, who made the decision, will inevitably become the finger of the thousand.

However, if the opposite is true. The Abyss Demon really broke through the Abyss and descended on the mainland, and Edward did not give the order to go south, he would also face accusations.

Now in this conference room, Donald stood aside with half-squinted eyes, and did not say a word all night. The people of his family also watched from the sidelines, and even added fuel to the fire, roasting Edward on the fire. In short, this is an opportunity for Edward to make mistakes.

Edward's decision was correct and had little impact on them. But as soon as they make a mistake, they will immediately pounce and regain the initiative that they have lost in the past few months.

That's what Donald does best.

Edward was more inclined to move his troops south. Adolf's urgent letter was in his hand. As the Emperor, he could not take risks and pinned his hopes on a misunderstanding. He had to drive the Abyss Demons back before they could gain a foothold!

Most of the other generals, including Safin, disagreed.

The demons' forces are approaching the borders of the Empire. This is a more realistic and imminent crisis than the uncertain danger in the South. And for weeks, everything in the empire revolved around this war. Suddenly moving troops south is tantamount to a big U-turn.

Compared to Edward in the palace, these generals who stay in the army every day know better how difficult it is.

What's more, the Imperial Capital Conference will be held soon. In this meeting that gathers the three imperial royal families, the Holy See, the top families, the chaebols, and the major forces, the human race will re-form the human alliance to fight against the demons. And the size of the voice depends on the strength and the record.

Saint Solan's strength was originally inferior to the other two empires, and if there was no more battle to take a shot, the result would be to be led by the nose.

It would be a humiliation for the military of Saint Soran.

"Your Majesty," Safin whispered, standing beside Edward, "we can't be sure what the situation is over there. Maybe it's not as bad as we think. Besides, even if the Abyss Demon planned it, they might not be able to make it to the climate. ”

"Yes," said one of the generals, "Your Majesty, I don't think there's anything to worry about. Isn't it just a bunch of abyssal demons? What if we let them rush out? Where to kill or not? Who killed the demons of our people when we were young?"

"That's right. With the blood of hundreds of people, how many demons can rush out?"

"I heard that Adolf has mobilized a heavy army and surrounded the entrance to the abyss. Residents within a radius of tens of kilometers were also evacuated. I don't think there's anything to worry about. ”

The generals are gossiping. One after another.

"You can't say that," retorted a minister who agreed with the trip south, "Don't forget, more than 10,000 years ago, we gathered the powerhouses of all races in the continent and made great sacrifices to drive the abyss demons back. Now. I'm afraid we don't even have one percent of our strength, and if we don't prepare early, I'm afraid..."

"That's my opinion. "This is not a trivial matter. We can't make decisions on the basis of possibility. Once the Abyssal Demon has gained a foothold, it is equivalent to opening an opening in the embankment for the flood. The consequences are unimaginable. ”

While everyone was arguing fiercely, suddenly, the door to the conference room was pushed open.

Such a high-level meeting was arbitrarily broken into, which naturally aroused the anger of everyone. If a general changes color, he will be reprimanded. But when I saw these people coming in. All the words were swallowed back into their stomachs, and their expressions were awe-inspiring, and even their standing postures became respectful.

What appeared in front of everyone was a full twelve Sacred Domain powerhouses.

Among them, in addition to the four royal paladins and two court mages who are familiar to everyone, there are also six archmages from the magic hall.

And the tall and thin old mage with a long gray beard at the front was none other than him. It was none other than Abraham, the president of the Magic Guild of the Solan Empire.

In the Saint Solan Empire, Abraham was a living legend.

He is eighty-two years old. Not outstanding when you were young. Among the magicians of his time, his talent could only be regarded as a mid-class talent. Not only does he not have any amazing research results and combat skills, but he is also silent and low-key, and in addition to cultivation all day long, he only studies and studies.

It wasn't until he was fifty years old that Abraham shook the world in a fight.

That year. The long-planned Holy See launched another round of suppression against the Magic Guild, which gradually threatened its supremacy.

Almost overnight, the magicians became heretics and blasphemers. False accusations and framing have led to hundreds of magicians being burned at the stake on various charges. They were burned alive by imprisoned magic. Their property was confiscated and their families were implicated.

In less than two months. The magic unions of the Pompeii Empire and the Philip Empire were completely destroyed. One by one, the magic towers were empty. The bustling temple of magic is in ruins that no one dares to approach.

It was the darkest time for magicians. The magical civilization of mankind has suffered the heaviest blow since the final battle.

In this way, the Holy See took control of the wizarding world into its own hands. They are not allowed to have an organization outside of the Holy See that has a higher status in the minds of magicians, such as the Magic Guild.

And this black repression campaign has set human magical civilization back decades. Many scholars who have made outstanding achievements in their fields have died in persecution. In particular, the study of necromancy, summoning magic, space magic, etc., has almost been cut off.

Originally, the Magic Guild of the Saint Solan Empire was also under the crackdown of the Holy See. But no one expected that at this time, Abraham stood up.

At that time, he was only a low-ranking elder of the Magic Guild, and he went to the Hufang Fortress on the border of the Saint Solan Empire alone to stop the cardinal's convoy that was about to intervene in the struggle between the Holy See and the Magic Guild under the pretext of disposing of a captured necromancer.

No one knows exactly what happened at that time.

All you know is that the mighty convoy finally returned to Vendinberg. The two cardinals succumbed to their injuries within a week and returned to heaven one after another. Three days later, Solan's previous pope was forced to declare that the captured necromancer had committed no evil deeds and was acquitted.

The magicians cheered. The Magic Guild of the Saint Solan Empire suddenly became a bright light in everyone's minds. Prestige is unrivaled for a while.

To this day, when people look back on this period of history, they can still experience the collision and compromise of all parties, and they can still see the treacherous clouds and turbulent undercurrents. With the situation at that time, as long as there was a slight weakness and a slight carelessness, the Saint Soran Magic Guild would not exist.

It was Abraham's precise vision and decisive action that saved everything. And afterwards, he did not become the most shining figure. The cheering people didn't even know his name. He just stood quietly in the crowd. Standing behind the former president of the Magic Guild, silently.

However, secretly, only the people of the Magic Guild knew that Abraham had taken over all the affairs of the guild from the president at this time.

Under his auspices, the magical world of the Solan Empire was protected to the maximum. Magicians from many other regions have taken refuge in Solan. Tower after tower of magic has been built in Solan, and research projects have grown by leaps and bounds as more magicians join.

And these. It also affected the educational, military, and economic aspects of the empire. As a result, the Solan Empire not only did not suffer, but greatly narrowed the gap in strength with the other two empires. In particular, the Solan Magic Guild has become a holy place in the hearts of all magicians in the mainland.

Before the death of the previous president, the throne was passed to Abraham.

On the day of his succession, Abraham, the Sage of the Firmament, walked from the gate of the main hall at the top of the magic mountain to the throne in the depths of the main hall.

At that time, many of the people watching the ceremony were from the side of the Holy See. After the death of the previous leader, they added fuel to the crowd that it was a foolish decision to make a Sky Sage the head of the Magic Guild. It is also an insult to many high-level elders of the guild who use the power of the law god.

However, their provocation went unanswered. The high-powered, arrogant and conceited elders of the Magic Guild, although there are many disputes on weekdays, no one obeys anyone. But they all remained silent on this matter, and their attitudes were surprisingly unanimous.

At that time, the provocateurs thought that the elders would be in trouble at the end, so they were prepared. At the slightest opportunity, they create chaos. Turn the ritual into a farce. Even if he could not remove Abraham from the presidency, he would be disgraced and his prestige would be lost.

However, they did not even wait for the slightest opportunity.

They watched as Abraham walked toward the presidency.

When Abraham took the first step, the bells for hundreds of kilometers rang silently, and when he took the second step, the flowers bloomed. Whether it is summer lotus or winter plum, they all bloom at the same time, the third step, the thunder in the clear sky, play a cadenza movement, and the fourth step, the starry sky. Like thousands of lanterns......

A total of one hundred and eight steps, one vision at a time.

After one hundred and eight steps, Abraham stood before the president's throne and was not in a hurry to sit down.

Then it was discovered that an incomparably powerful magical power had emanated from Abraham's body. The rich magic takes on colorful lines that spread out in a way that is visible to the naked eye.

Mystical magic symbols and intricate magical figures emerge from the void. A moment later, a huge palace had appeared in front of the people.

The Palace of Magic, the realm of the gods of law.

Abraham was not only promoted to the god of law in full view of everyone. Moreover, his magic palace was more than three times larger than that of ordinary newly promoted law gods.

Then, the palace of magic collapsed. Seconds later, on the ruins of magical power, a new palace rises from the ground.

Climb the ladder!

Every collapse and rebuilding of the Magic Palace means an increase in strength and a comprehension of the rules.

Ten times later, Abraham's palace grew bigger and taller.

Twenty times later, the Magic Palace evolved again.

After thirty times, Abraham finished climbing the ladder, put away his magic, and sat down on the president's throne like an ordinary old man.

And at this time, those enemies hidden in the shadows had already retreated silently.

They finally understood how terrible this tall, thin, low-key, silent old man was. I finally understood why my own provocation didn't work at all.

The arrogant and conceited elders may not be submissive, but each of them is in awe of Abraham.

Abraham's strength had actually surpassed many Dharma Gods as early as the Sky Sage stage. He didn't get promoted to the Fa God because he didn't want to. And when he completed his accumulation and let go of the suppression of the realm, he not only immediately promoted to the Fa God, but also directly ascended to the thirtieth step of the Heavenly Ladder.

How terrible is such a person!

For more than thirty years, the Magic Guild grew steadily under Abraham's leadership. They are not sharp, they do not interfere in political affairs, and they are not keen on power.

But looking back many years later, people are surprised to find that they don't know when, the Magic Guild has grown into a majestic mountain that supports the sky of Saint-Solan.

With Abraham in charge, the Magic Mountain and the Holy See Hill stand side by side, facing each other from afar. His wings protect the empire, and he is the anchor of the sea in the hearts of all people in Saint Solan.

Normally, Abraham lived in seclusion, and it was difficult for people to see him. Most of the affairs of the Magic Guild were handled by two elders who were trusted by Abraham, and he never intervened.

Including the open and secret battles between the royal family and Donald, including the invasion of the Feilie Empire, and even the invasion of the demons, they failed to make him move. He was on that high magic mountain, quietly watching the world. The wind is light and cloudy, and he doesn't say a word, but it makes people feel extremely relieved.

And everyone didn't expect that this time, he actually left the Magic Mountain and appeared here.

Don't...

Abraham walked into the room, looked around and said, "I heard what everyone was saying. However, I think it's necessary for me to tell you ......"

The old man's old and calm voice echoed in the silent room: "If the speculation is true, then, this will be a terrible catastrophe that could lead to the destruction of the Avalon continent. ”

The crowd was silent. The generals who opposed just now all kept their mouths shut.

They could question anyone, but never Abraham's judgment. If even he said that, then that's the way it is!

"Your Majesty," said Abraham, turning to Edward, "I will rush to Lulian at once." But before that, I hope that Your Majesty will immediately give the order to send troops. We have to prepare for the worst. All armies that can be mobilized must be mobilized. Without further ado, there is no need to discuss it any further. ”

Abraham's words were simple, direct, and even somewhat forceful. Even in the face of Emperor Solan, he didn't seem to have the intention of negotiating.

However, when Edward heard these words that were almost commanding, he only felt a warm heart.

He knew that this old man who had protected the royal family for decades had taken the burden on his body with these words. He made the decision for himself. It also means that no matter what the outcome will be in the future, he will stand in front of him and take responsibility.

Edward nodded to Abraham, his gaze swept over the frowning Donald's face, and he turned his head without hesitation: "General Safin, pass my orders......"

At the same time as Edward gave the order, Abraham had already led eleven Sanctuary powerhouses out of the conference room. The stakes are high, and they must rush to Lulian as soon as possible.

However, just as Abraham was around the corner of the hallway, two slender figures spun out and stopped him...... Tian Tian, a Taiwanese book friend who has known each other for many years, has fallen into a coma due to serious illness. It was sad to hear the news. I can only pray that she will survive and overcome the disease.

Everyone take care of their health...... (To be continued......)