Odin sat slumped on the ground, watching the dark fire on the surface waning, knowing that the power of the solar wind had reached its end. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The war was well within his expectations, but there were still sporadic Imperial and Sanctuary forces that escaped.

"Ursus, tell me where it is. Odin could barely make a sound, but still let the spirit scout what was going on after the battle.

Elio ran away, and the White River Knight took him one step ahead of Deep Valley City, and this coward even let the people of White River City patrol the jungle in advance, so that even if the worst was prepared, he could escape in time. Ursus floated in mid-air, his tone not rising or falling.

"That's bad news. Even Fukaya can't assassinate a prime minister under the nose of Silver Hawk. However, reality is reality, and not every detail is perfect, is it?" Odin replied wearily.

"The Prime Minister killed the lieutenant who saved him. Ursus said unhurriedly.

"Not surprising—though I didn't foresee it, Elio Patton is funny, isn't it?" Odin replied.

"His escape, perhaps, is the greatest loss of this war. Once Elio Paton returns to the Imperial Capital, he will unite with Cisse and pose a great threat to Arthur Stanley, the rightful heir to the throne. Now it seems as if this troublemaker is trying to escape, and there is nothing we can do about him. Odin sighed.

"Help me check on the situation of Master Fukaya, if you run away from any of the gods-servants, it will be a real disaster. The warlock sent the spirit away again, and now he had no strength at all.

He lay in the middle of a dying flame, unable to even control his limbs. The destruction of the physical body by the power of the source, as well as the depletion of mental power, made him almost unconscious.

Odin closed his eyes, feeling the dark fire and the icy temperature of the granite floor, contemplating the road ahead. When all settles down, Carter Larson will return here with his people.

The city of Paliwa is a wreck, and it will take money, people, and time to rebuild. Next, he needs to put pressure on the imperial capital, buy a buffer time, and negotiate terms with the Duke of Deep Valley - whoever wants money in the empire must think of a timberwolf.

The power of the solar wind array was too amazing, and he had to keep this treasure. I'm afraid that the demons of the shadow earth will soon land on the Twin Moon Continent and invade from the gap in the barrier of Paliva, and the threat to his life has never been eliminated.

"Let's have a rare peaceful night. Odin thought and slowly closed his eyes.

Witnessing the martyrdom of the gods-acolytes, Monk Eric felt a pang of grief in his heart.

However, now was not the time for them to stop, and they were desperately trying to escape from that terrible sea of fire, not for the sake of mourning. They have a more important task than their lives, which is to pass on everything they have seen and heard to the nearest church.

The warlock was only one man - however, the casters could almost defeat him, he just set a trap in advance, and when he desperately resisted, he unleashed a trap that caused unimaginable disaster.

This trap is a never-before-seen flame that does not belong to any of the natural elements, as it has neither temperature nor immunity to all spells. It can devour everything, instantly turning humans into a black mist, and it spreads quickly and cannot be stopped.

The Dark Warlock claims to be the "Devil", from the fabled Shadow Lands, and behind him is a powerful and terrifying organization - they call themselves the Apocalypse, who can summon a large number of terrifying monsters, steel and earth, that tear everything apart and are not afraid of ordinary elemental attacks.

In addition, an unidentified team of spellcasters also serves the group.

All this is enough to shock the Sanctuary, an unknown force has infiltrated the entire empire at some point, corroding the foundations of the Sanctuary's rule like silverfish.

Eric and the other surviving acolytes used Windblast to make their way through the jungle faster and released dozens of mage pigeons.

However, out of his sight, the carrier pigeons crashed into an invisible barrier, their invisibility detected by a vast web of spells, revealing their forms in the jungle.

Before Odin entered the Iron Mountain, he carved hundreds of disarming circles on the land, which was the most common manifestation technique used to receive mage pigeons. Hundreds of magic circles covered all directions from the Iron Mountain to the Imperial Capital.

And the soldiers of Deep Valley City have already received orders to shoot all the carrier pigeons flying from the direction of Paliva.

None of the pigeons released by Eric survived and all died under the arrows.

They could not find any horses, so they had to expend their physical strength to march on foot. If they were confronted by Paliva's pursuers, they would be able to fight hard - after all, Templars and monks could easily kill any ordinary person.

Soon they heard hurried footsteps - their pursuers!

Eric ordered the team to hide behind the bushes, carefully raising his staff and chanting the incantation of the Light Charm. The Templars surrounded them, swords drawn to defend them.

Hopefully, before the enemy attacks, they will suffer a loss.

To their surprise, before the Light Curse could be released, a purple arc of lightning exploded around them, and a Templar quickly countered with his sword, allowing them to avoid a fatal death.

This is Lightning Bolt, an intermediate spell!

Eric instantly understood who they were encountering - the unidentified mages who had damaged them badly in the war!

"God bless. Eric and the monks couldn't help but meditate.

The Templars cautiously burrowed out of the grass, knowing that remaining in one place would only target their enemies. They raced to behind a dead tree, hoping to spot each other.

The result did not disappoint them - two mages in scorpion-patterned robes appeared behind the woods!

"Spell cover!" the Templar gestured, and the monk began chanting the Light Charm a second time.

They run around day and night, and their mental power is exhausted, which is the most powerful spell they can attack.

A dazzling white light flickered around the two deep valley mages, and the well-trained mages quickly used the Forbidden Spell, and the pale blue circle quickly floated in the air, blocking the white light thorns.

At that moment, the Templars' fiery sword bolts burst out from among the trees, and the wind sliced through the robes of the two Deep Valley Mages, revealing a large area of burned, bleeding skin!

The Templars didn't stop there, they burst out of the woods, their swords splitting through the air and pointing them straight at the necks of the two Valley Mages! )