The Moric Empire, the imperial capital.

Once a city of mercenaries and a fair city, it has experienced more than 200 years of imperial construction, and has become the political and economic center of the entire continent.

Flourishing and towering marble buildings can be found everywhere, merchants and aristocrats from all over the country fill the streets, and humans and orcs coexist peacefully, bringing a strange kind of prosperity.

A carriage from the north, mixed in with the caravan, easily passed the gate guards and entered the city.

The windows opened, revealing a young and handsome face.

"Takelau and Ilija...... I'll prove it to you...... Legends of Empires...... Heh......"

Phil whispered and closed the window.

……

Night.

Deep in the palatial palace.

Jupiter sat quietly in his rocking chair, his eyes misty, not knowing what he was thinking.

The physique of the legendary warrior allowed him to retain his youthful appearance, and the effect would not dissipate until the moment before he died of old age.

Even so, his eyes are no longer young, with a sense of vicissitudes.

A person, who has sat in the position of emperor for two hundred years, what intrigues have not been seen? Enough for him to grow and mature.

Even, to a state where the heart is like stagnant water.

Even recently, some descendants began to compete for power and profit, like peacocks on the screen, competing to perform in front of him, for what, Jupiter also knows it.

But he was already tired, too tired to bother with these things.

Now, the only thing that can catch his attention is one point.

"The second obelisk...... Is it finally born? ”

Jupiter sighed faintly, "Magician...... A group of people who have mastered mysterious powers, healing, fire, flying, ......"

He threw the information on the table next to him and shook his head: "This country is going to change again!" No...... I don't allow it! The existence of supernatural power is a mistake! Man's greed is unlimited, and once he has attained supernatural power, he will want more...... The group of magicians should not exist! ”

As an emperor, a legend, he limits his supernatural powers, limits the circulation of obelisks, not for fear of being surpassed by others, but for fear of plunging the empire into turmoil again.

Jupiter looked at the void with a somewhat misty look in his eyes: "Tavia, Timon, Vanda...... Wait a little longer, and I'll be with you on my last expedition......"

"Huh...... I can't imagine that our Emperor His Majesty is such a sentimental person......"

At this moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded from the air.

"Who?"

"There are assassins!"

"Protect His Majesty the Emperor!"

All around, a large number of superstring warriors emerged.

Many people looked up and saw a mysterious person wrapped in a black robe.

He was suspended in mid-air, like a god, condescending to look down on the crowd.

"Magician?"

Jupiter looked up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You have a lot of guts...... Dare to appear in front of me. ”

"I once killed a hero, and now I want to see, the power of legends!"

Phil's voice was low, and a ring of fire appeared around him.

He raised his staff, and a phoenix-like flaming bird emerged, swooping down with a high-pitched chirp.

The waves of fire swept in, and the plants in the garden withered in an instant, flooding Jupiter in the center.

He didn't seem to dodge, taking the full power of this spell head-on.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Phil's mouth hooked.

This is the fourth-level spell he developed, 'Phoenix Flame'! The power has multiplied several times on the basis of the Firebird Technique, which is enough to melt gold fossils, and even if the hero is hit, there is only one way to die.

But the next moment.

Burst!

Phil's eyes froze, and he saw a black shadow, breaking through the flames, and coming to him at a speed beyond imagination.

The flames burn on the other party, but they can't hurt the other party in the slightest!

The legendary-level superstring warrior is completely two life forms from before.

Its immunity and resistance have made a qualitative leap!

This is a realm that Phil never imagined.

Jupiter's face was expressionless and he threw a punch.

This punch was unremarkable, but the several 'atmospheric barriers' that Phil had set up in a row were rudely broken, and the 'Offset Force Field' had no effect, and the circle of 'Ring of Resistance Fire' around him was directly blown away.

Phil flew backwards as best he could, but felt like he was still hit head-on by a crash truck in the chest, and the sound of broken bones came out clearly.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, broke the string of a kite, and staggered diagonally outside the palace.

Jupiter fell to the ground, ignoring the gaze of the gods around him, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"He's not completely dead...... Find him, catch him! ”

The emperor coldly gave the order.

A large number of guards woke up like a dream and flew out.

"Flying? Sure enough, it's a very troublesome ability...... The second obelisk, which must be recovered as soon as possible! My time...... Not much. ”

Jupiter muttered to himself.

……

Jack Collar, Wizard Tower.

Illya, who was meditating, moved his eyes, and a magical object flashed on his body.

When she opened it, a voice came out, with a heavy gasp:

"Ilia ...... I'm sorry...... I feel like I'm going to die......"

"Fill, where the hell have you been?"

Iliya hurriedly asked.

"I went to the Mercenary Emperor...... Ahem...... The power of the legend is terrifying...... Never, never, never go head-to-head with him, unless you reach the level 5 magister realm that the teacher said......"

"But...... You don't have to be afraid...... I felt his life force...... We're almost there......"

Phil's voice flickered and seemed to be running at a rapid pace.

"Phil ......"

Illia's eyes turned red.

"Flying doesn't protect me effectively, the explosiveness of the legend is amazing...... Although I did it wrong, I don't regret it...... Illia, there's one thing I've always wanted to ......"

Syllable!

The aura on the magical communication device went out, causing Illia's expression to darken even more.

……

Imperial capital, suburbs.

The pursuers looked at the black-robed man standing proudly on the edge of the cliff and stopped one after another.

"I ...... Even if you die...... Also in a heroic way! ”

Phil laughed, ignoring the exhaustion of the magic power in his body and the injury, and jumped directly into the abyss.

Seeing this scene, the pursuers looked at each other.

"What should I do?"

"If you fall down from here, you're going to die."

"After all, the other party can fly, although it seems that he is seriously injured, and there may be no way to do it."

"Hurry down and search for the body, this is His Majesty's order......"

……

Historical records.

Imperial calendar, 215 years.

One of the three magic inheritors, 'Fire-Lover' Phil challenges the Mercenary Emperor and fails miserably!

He fell into the abyss, and the follow-up search did not find the body, his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown.