"Master! There are rumors outside that the Evil Dragon Goddess is fighting with our school, and those red dragons who burn and loot outside are waiting for the Evil Dragon Goddess's divine revelation or another dragon god electorate, and then they will kill Marino to come and trouble us. Is this true? ”

Downs, babbling, rushed into Wren's office without knocking on the door, making Wren angry.

Lei was angry: "Isn't it a divine war?" Get out of here! ”

"Ahh Yes, I'm sorry, Master, for the interruption! Downs rushed out of the office seemingly shittingly, and as soon as he closed the door, his siblings greeted him with smiling faces.

Flora's chin was raised proudly: "Everyone heard that, right?" Master's original words are [Isn't it a divine war? Oh! ”

Harry patted his once-thumping little liver: "I really don't know, it turns out that killing a hundred dragons and one elect on the other side is what it means to start a god war." ”

Barende gave him science: "The followers of the Evil Dragon Goddess are all evil dragons. Dragons are highly intelligent, so the power of faith that individuals can provide is many times higher than that of humans. Anyway, to kill the other party's god's chosen people, plus a certain percentage of believers, this is the meaning of a god-level declaration of war. ”

Downs crossed his waist triumphantly: "Hehe! Or do I have an eye. I could see at a glance that Master's strength was unfathomable! ”

The younger brothers and sisters collectively rolled their eyes - God he meows at a glance and saw that it was unfathomable? Isn't that a sick sentence? You know what a fart is unfathomable! You're just gifted with shit luck.

On the bright side, no one will say that Downs is not, after all, all the people listed are vested interests.

Since the master didn't pay much attention to the 'mere divine war', and the strength was so exaggerated, they were relieved.

As everyone knows, someone who said, 'Isn't it a divine war?' The culprit of such bold words has already shed infinite tears in his heart at this moment.

If I have to use one sentence to describe Lei's grief, it must be - grief has long flowed!

Wow! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Is it I trying to mess with the color prince?

That thing deserves to be the king of the mountain in hell, who got it to Tesla Magic Academy!

I don't know Lao Tzu, I'm in my twenties, I have an old waist bone, my spine is straight, and my knees can't bend?

It is better to die standing than to live on your knees!

Well, Wren understands it.

It's just someone who is grief-stricken and expressionless, giving the most violent revenge on the culprit.

The Terran Holy Sword poked hard at the dragon's air pipes.

……

Anna wanted to escape, but her ginger dragon horn was caught.

She also felt the owner's displeasure, so she could only accept it aggrievedly.

"Dragon Goddess ......"

What else can Wren do? Chilled salad!

Wren sneered: "If she dares to come, I'll give her a big coercion." If she is really ignorant, then trouble her head to come to the gate of the academy as a guest. ”

Anna trembled violently, she had never seen the true strength of her master.

Based on perception alone, she felt that Wren would not be much stronger than her.

However, Wren can just throw an apple out, and she can be suppressed so much that she can't breathe.

This kind of incomparably typical [stronger and stronger, strength unknown] is the most terrifying!

She wasn't even sure if Wren was really human, or if he was just a clone of the rumored god of the Outlands.

In any case, I can't see through his strength.

That's the most important thing!

When the strength of an existence is bottomless in the true sense of oneself, then the only thing left is to look up!

Yield or perish, Anna had already decided.

On the other hand, Ben Simon's raids were getting worse and worse.

As the Red Dragons repeatedly scraped the ground in Sweetland, the dragons inevitably spread to the surrounding countries.

For example, the county of Lamancho, the kingdom of Cervantes, bordering it.

A red dragon just glanced at the city of Raman Cho, and even as soon as the city guard ran to ring the alarm bell, the red dragon turned around and left.

"Huh? What does that red dragon do? ”

Nothing, no other, just because the red dragon saw the mage tower outside the city of Raman and a big [Lizi emblem]!

As the hometown of the Downs, Earl Lamancho is definitely a shrewd lord.

Although Cervantes adopted the Church of Light as the state religion, this did not prevent him from positioning the [School of Physics] as the second church.

Writing is second, reading is first.

Count Lamancho, who had already tasted the sweetness of the physics school's apprenticeship, must have been one of the nobles who most actively approached Wren.

This time, Rennes held a tower parade ceremony in Marino, and Count Lamancho was invited to watch the ceremony. Since he was the first lord to promote physics, from the perspective of communication, Wren had no reason to let go of this surrounding territory, so he casually promised to give him a high-level mage tower town, and lost a third-generation disciple to the past.

A county city with a high-level mage tower would be remarkable.

I didn't expect it to come in handy in just a few days.

When the frightened Count Raman received the news that the red dragon had been scared away, he wiped his cold sweat wildly.

"Good thing I'm not a stupid Svetlander! Sure enough, the school of physics is the most trustworthy! ”

Having said that, Count Lamancho naturally passed the situation to Wren as quickly as possible.

In the Grand Duke's Mansion of Marino, the female archduke was a little worried: "What are the Gisyankees doing?" I didn't dare to attack, and I dragged it there every day. King Sweetland's distress letter has been sent for the sixth time! ”

On the surface, the old boy was secretly asking for help from the entire pan-human camp, including the two empires and the major Orthodox churches.

Everyone knows that all other letters for help are just cover-ups. He was the only one who really asked for help.

Barbarossa was busy with the Northern Expedition, and even if it wasn't for the Northern Expedition, it would not have been possible to have the combat power to fight against an interdimensional raiding legion composed of more than a hundred red dragons.

Karak excused himself for being too far away and that it would take time to assemble a large army, but before that, the Emperor had to convene a meeting of the Electors. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that unless this matter drags on for three months, or burns to the Karak Empire itself, don't think about it quickly.

It's just that the mobilization speed of most human kingdoms has always been like this. You can't find any excuse to scold Emperor Karak.

And then the major Orthodox churches, well, the Church of Light and the Church of Justice, published a very harshly worded crusade. The problem is that the short-legged paladin, without the help of the mage, where does he have the motivation to catch up with those flying red dragons?

In the end, it still falls on Wren's head.

Sophia read the 'old boy's distress letter: "I would like to be the state religion of Svetland by the School of Physics...... He's a big deal. ”

For this copper-smelling country, Wren has no good feelings. What really interested him was that the system actually prompted him: [If the host can kill a legendary powerhouse in the multiverse again, he will be able to obtain a physics relic again!] 】

Hi! Say this and I won't be sleepy.

(End of chapter)