On the second and third days, Odin had the civilians of Paliwa practice the release of the Flame Charm without stopping, and the discontent of the people had reached its peak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Some tried to break through the exit of the Poppy Theater, but were immediately blocked back by the guards.

The only strong Duro slave broke through the siege and was soon captured by the guards, escorted back to the Poppy Theater, and beheaded in public.

When the blood splattered on the alabaster floor, people realized that there was no way back - this guy who claimed to be the leader of the division was determined to go to war.

They used to praise Odin as a saint, but now they think that this gray-robed warlock with black eyes and black hair is the devil.

They felt like animals, forced to exhaust all their energy to feel all the "source power" except for eating and sleeping—but when they thought that once the imperial army invaded, if they had no ability to save their lives, they would only become the flesh shield of others, and people could only grit their teeth to support themselves.

Carter Larson gritted his teeth and stayed up all night watching the civilians train.

"Mr. Diggs, we only have one thousand and one thousand left. Carter's eyes were full of worry.

"It doesn't matter, the last people left behind will be qualified spellcasters. Odin spoke in a flat tone.

"Do you think that with this kind of training, they will be able to master all the basic spells in twenty days?" Carter subconsciously shook his sword and quenched the poison, even if he trained without sleep, among the more than a thousand people, there were still very few who could release the Holy Fire Curse.

"Of course not. Odin smiled.

"Oh my God...... The eight thousand Imperial troops ......" Carter couldn't help but grit his teeth: "You're kidding with their lives!"

"No, fate is in your own hands. Such a peaceful approach certainly doesn't allow everyone to master spells - not all people are equally gifted, some have a stronger sense of the power of the source, but most are very dull. Odin said slowly.

"But sluggishness doesn't mean no. When will human abilities be activated?" Odin asked Carter rhetorically.

"So......" Carter wondered.

"If you don't want these people to die on the battlefield, you must swear not to disobey anything I say, and not to question my actions in any way. Odin put away his smile.

Carter Larson knows that Warlocks' schemes are often shocking, but so far, they have never failed.

"For the sake of victory, I, Carter Larson, swear in the name of the family that I will obey the orders of Odin Diggs and not be violated or questioned. Carter made an oath-taking gesture and said in a deep voice.

Odin smiled again, leaving Carter Larson alone on the bottom floor of the amphitheater while he was on the stage again.

"All the warriors present, do you think you have mastered the basic spells?" he told the civilians to stop practicing.

Most of the people were exhausted by the day-and-night spell-casting training, and when they heard this, they thought they could leave the Poppy Theater and go back to their lodgings.

Therefore, almost all of them answered, "Yes, my lord!"

The chorus was louder and more powerful than at any time in the past few days.

But Odin's next words made them despair: "Then, meet your enemies!"

The gray-robed warlock raised his sleeves and ordered a hundred mages from the deep valley to enter the Poppy Theater and surround the 1,100 civilians.

"If you are familiar with the application of woodcut seals, then use them against these people, and use your greatest magical power without mercy or softness!" Odin shouted.

Mage Fukaya stood on the periphery of the theater, and although it was scattered, civilians in any position could see at least one spellcaster who was rumored to treat mortal life like ants.

The crowd let out one exclamation after another, they thought that they were about to escape from the hellish training ground, but they didn't expect that this warlock would treat them as fat to feed the wolves, and let these mages who were dozens of times stronger than themselves enter the field to slaughter!

"Devil!" people cried out for help.

The mages of Deep Valley City were at a loss, they thought Odin was just joking, just standing in place, slow to raise their staffs.

"You have sworn to obey my commands, and those who disobey will be doomed. ”

Odin finished speaking coldly, and began to chant the ancient imperial incantation on the sun wind on the ground, and the entire poppy theater began to shake violently, and fine cracks continued to appear on the ground, and the cracked stones were like several stone swords, piercing the flat ground.

The people scattered in astonishment, many fell to the ground, others trampled over them, only to find themselves unable to escape the mage's encirclement.

And the mage group looked in amazement at the huge magic circle that had been awakened, emitting an increasingly intense light.

"This command is true. Rudolph, the head of the mage, recovered from the shock and turned pale: "He really wants us to deal with these civilians - we have sworn to obey his orders before the war is over, or the true gods will strip us of our power and punish us." ”

"But isn't it a sin to slaughter civilians?" asked another mage.

"Not our sin, but the sin of those who ordered. Gould muttered.

"Looks like he really has what it takes to bury us here. "The mages have seen Odin's abilities and dare not underestimate his power.

Mages have always despised life, they are only willing to follow their own code of ethics, and now it is more important for them to keep their oaths than to protect civilians.

Under the leadership of the head of the group, Rudolph, the mage group raised the magic seal and began to meditate, and the spell light pattern began to overflow from the hundred woodcut law seals, which were still dazzling in the late summer sun, and the entire poppy theater became like an iron pot scorched by flames.

"Help us!" some people couldn't help but start shouting.

"God bless!" people's beliefs, which had not been questioned for decades, reoccupied their consciousness.

The people shoved each other and tried to break through, but the violently shaking ground slowed them down, and the staff in the hands of the mages trapped them firmly.

Seeing this situation, Carter Larson, who had been silent for a while, finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran to the viewing platform as fast as he could.

He rushed to Odin, pulled out the quenching poison, and aimed it at Odin's neck artery.

"Madman, what do you want to do!" Carter exclaimed, his face pale, and the green tendons on his arms popped out like snakes.

"Let them learn spells. Odin smiled.

"You let these trained mages slaughter them! You can't be unclear about the difference between mages and ordinary people!" Carter paused, his voice cold.

"Yes, like a lion and a cat, though they look a little alike. The gray-robed warlock actually made a joke in the face of the young lord's questioning.