Dusk came as promised, the sun rose and set, but the imperial capital was no longer the imperial capital of the past. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

March 11, 18041 in the Magic Empire calendar, became the most memorable day in the history of the Empire, located in the Empire's circle, the most peaceful and safe place, but now the earth-shattering change has occurred.

Known as the "cradle of hope for the future of the empire", the Central Royal Academy of Magic was almost exiled into the void due to a conspiracy of the alien race.

The next generation of elites of the empire, the teacher who is the best at magic research, and the inheritance library that gathers countless magical knowledge, almost left the empire forever.

And when there is such a huge loophole, someone has to stand up and take responsibility.

His Majesty Charles, who was originally ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to clean up the traitors in the legendary parliament and regain power from the "parliament", this time he stole chickens and rice, but became the shortest-reigning magic emperor in the history of the empire.

As for the power of the Magic Emperor, it was taken over by the Legendary Council, using the outbreak of the "Death of the Mage" in the empire and entering the stage of full combat readiness, and the designation of the next heir is currently too young.

Although there is a suspicion of striving for profit, in the face of the current mess of the empire, the legendary council can take over without hesitation, which can be regarded as a manifestation of responsibility and courage.

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As the investigation deepened, one by one the lists led to the explosion of this [Dimensional Anchor], and the culprit of the outflow of the small world was revealed.

Only then did the legends in the upper echelons discover that these people were all "human traitors" who took advantage of the last time the empire announced that it would use the imperial capital as a floating fortress to re-strengthen the anchorage point of the small world because of the "beast tide".

They caused the explosion using very ingenious and single-minded methods.

It is a magic technique that relies on artificial induction to mix one's own natal elements with natural elements, and then inject them into the "Void Stone" of the base of [Dimensional Anchor], turning it into an "explosive crystal" that can be controlled remotely.

The price to be paid is:

The part infused with the natal element will be permanently lost, and to put it bluntly, the maximum amount of mana storage of the individual will be reduced, which will seriously affect the mage's combat endurance.

Considering the sheer power and scale of the explosion, and the fact that only mages above rank 6 can participate in the mission of "reinforcing the anchor point of the small world", these two points

That is to say: unknowingly, the empire has more than 200~500 or so magicians above the 6th order, who have directly or indirectly become accomplices of the alien race.

Among them, 176 people have actually been taken out of the list by "Hilboranis" from Fürth's head and confirmed to be "human aliens" cultivated by the other party using harsh soul technology, and most of the remaining people are enslaved by coercion and magic contracts.

Only a very small number of people chose to take the initiative to cooperate because of their interests, and for this part of the people, the choice of the empire was originally dealt with openly.

It's a pity that the other party is also decisive, and when they see that the matter is revealed, even the legend that their own side has worked so hard to cultivate can be destroyed, and these people are naturally dead and dead after being squeezed out of the last use value.

By the way, some of the coerced people have become human/body/bomb/bomb in despair, or crazy borrowing money everywhere to enjoy ...... Left behind all kinds of messes and caused social shocks.

The only good news is that because of the empire's extremely quick response and the collapse of the "mirror world", most of these people have been hoarded in their own territory to exchange technology and materials for the development of the clan, and most of them have not had time to teleport away.

This also shows that the Terrans still have a great first-mover advantage in magic technology, and the Sea Clan is currently unable to land on the shore to attack the Terrans, so they can only use the way of secretly supporting other terrestrial alien races to delay the Terrans.

And conspiracy, once exposed and arousing people's vigilance, is no longer so easy to work.

In an instant, the patrol and security of the Terran coastal area were much tighter, and orders such as:

"If you find a sea tribe, you will capture or kill them. ”

"If anyone is found to have colluded with the Sea Clan, they will all raid their homes and exterminate the clan. ”

"Those who have Sea Clan blood in their bodies must report to the local magic guild when they go out, otherwise they will be regarded as espionage. ”

"Once a huge sea beast is detected within 100 of the coastline, it will be reported to the ...... immediately" and other administrative and military orders.

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However, all the above-mentioned behaviors seem to be vigorous and resolute, but in fact, they only maintain the stability within the empire, and they are only a declaration of war attitude towards the alien side.

This time, it is the sea tribe that is backed by the vast sea and is widely distributed, so it is not easy to attack.

It's because the empire hasn't stabilized yet, and their biggest headache is that there is suddenly an extra true god and a quasi-god.

Interestingly, through their communication, they learned that the true god claimed to be the [god] of the current quasi-god.

The most pitiful thing is that the identity of that quasi-god is actually the next original patriarch of the Tesla family, the most beneficial, Edison Tesla, the most bewitching of the younger generation of the empire.

Well, now everyone in the upper echelons of the empire is tangled.

In order to draw up a proper protocol for the "god-man relationship", the upper echelons of the entire empire can be described as chickens and dogs, and the legends of various forces, and the representatives of the speakers, the brains and tongues of arguments have to jump out of the body.

It was not until the end of March that the upper echelons of the empire preliminarily decided on the 134-page "Treaty of Man and God".

The treaty readily recognized that the two of them were gods on the side of the Magic Empire, and that they should have the right to spread their faith and establish their own religion throughout the Empire, but also had the duty to help the Empire in its wars when it was in trouble.

And then there is a whole bunch of restrictive treaties that almost require the true gods not to allocate administrative, judicial, and material resources to the current empire...... and so on, arbitrarily instructing believers to make trouble.

In the end, the treaty was personally delivered to Edison by Lancer.

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On that day, Lancer walked into Edison's mansion with a face full of vicissitudes, took out the treaty that had been discussed for more than 20 days, and said to Edison, who was sitting quietly in the main tower of the palace and was still unable to move: "This is what the family and I can fight for you, the greatest right to act independently at present, maybe you will not be satisfied, but you have grown up, and the rest of the things, you feel that you still need them, you must fight for them yourself." ”

"I know that you are capable and assertive, even if I am a legend now, I can't control you, but I hope you can remember that you are still my son and a part of this empire. ”

"The Empire has not treated you badly......" (To be continued.) )