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Oh, yes...... The Psychic Warlock couldn't help but pat the back of his head.

Obviously, this is a mistake caused by taking it for granted - these mages of the Tower of Thunder, or most of the cognition in this world, have not yet established the concept of 'public property is everyone's property', let alone the Mage Tower, even if it is a national territory, it only belongs to a small number of people, lords, nobles, kings, not the majority of people who live in this land.

The same is true of the Tower of Heavenly Thunder, it will only belong to the ** division of the empire, whether it is one ** division or three ** divisions, in short, no matter how these mages behave, this mage tower cannot become their property, their right is just to borrow the things in the tower, not the master, naturally there is not much protection psychology, this difference in identity, the result is that no one will resist to the end.

"So that's the stupid idea of the Imperials...... Look at it, Sakhalin, Tellan, Canon...... Guys with a little ability will go to a lord to build their own mage tower, but it turns out that there is a huge tower of heavenly thunder, and it can only take out so many guys with seven or eight rings, and they are all here at a glance, alas, how do you let them organize an effective counterattack with this little manpower?"

Glancing over the dejected guys who had gathered together, Albert shook his head: "Actually, as long as there are about eight more eight-ring mages, at least they can make up for the lack of the strategic magic array, and at least one or two long-distance dissociation techniques can still be used,"

Which side are you thinking about?

The old dwarf's inability to distinguish between friend and foe made the telemancer a little speechless, so in one step, he had left the battleship and stood still in the sky in front of these captives.

Although the defeat has been declared and the mage tower has left, the mages of the empire are still indignant at the humiliating defeat...... In their opinion, it was nothing more than the result of a dastardly sneak attack. The only mistake on their side is to be careless, and the miscommand of the superior and the disobedience of the subordinates are also to blame - this seems to be the best excuse for universal deflection of responsibility when defeat comes.

And this excuse brought about the noise and chaos of course, the polar cold wind through the magic tricks on those robes, like knives hanging on everyone's faces, also made the anger in their hearts more and more fierce, so the accusation quickly spread to almost everyone, even those apprentices who had just become mage's assistants were also involved, although they could not open their mouths to accuse those high mages of their mistakes, but they could stand behind the side they supported. Give them some visual support with a heavy robe.

The noise continued until one of the apprentices finally noticed the figure standing still in the air.

And so the knock-on effect began to appear. The mages looked up at the figure who had arrived at some point, and the hustle and bustle quickly disappeared with the astonishment gathering in their hearts—no one noticed when the man had appeared. While this can be perfectly explained by the effect of the teleportation spell, the anti-teleportation circle is undoubtedly just as striking.

What kind of storage zài, in order to ignore the surroundings. That forbidden space created by the anti-teleportation circle of the Tower of Thunder, coming and going freely in this space?

"Tsk. It's not presentable......"

There was silence. The man standing in the air spoke, his voice soft, but piercing through the howl of the cold wind and piercing the ears of every mage: "So, I seem to have to start with basic discipline? You seem to understand, don't you?"

"Who are you?" said an older mage, his gaze lingering on the psychic manlock's pale jaw for a moment, as if to confirm his opponent's age.

And apparently, he could not have believed it. The owner of the battleship hovering above them was the little imp in front of him, who looked like he was just an adult: "Go and talk to your teacher, although we have indeed failed, but there is no reason to ...... Poof!"

Half of his voice was pressed directly into the snow, and an invisible force came from all directions, pressing his head directly to the ground.

"Except for this idiot, there are two hundred and thirty-three people here, huh? Pick the three guys with the highest ability to come out and lead the team. The voice coming from under the black robe was still soft, but the unlucky old guy was obviously a good example - a high-level mage with magic protection all over his body who had mastered the Seven Rings Demon Net lost his ability to resist silently in front of his eyes, and this kind of mental impact was enough to make the mages quiet down and reconsider the situation they were facing.

So, this time, the ground once again fell into an eerie silence, and after looking back and forth on their companions, the huge floating battleship in the sky, and the mysterious black robe, the mages who looked at each other could only helplessly choose to endure the humiliation. Slowly began to line up the phalanx.

But this order seemed to last only a few minutes, when another overly wide black robe descended from the sky.

"Ah...... Albert, the god of magic, he left the mage academy......?

When his gaze met the diminutive figure wrapped in robes, the four most powerful mages all let out a scream as if a naked girl had met a hooligan, causing all his companions to be thrown into chaos. But as soon as this riot began, it was cut off by another taller figure.

Stephen Hawking...... No, no, it's not true, it's definitely ...... Legendary Simulacrum!"

This time, however, their riots were not stopped, as the people who were supposed to be in charge of tidying up were busy with other work.

"It's not bad, boy Edward, let's sort out a portal and send them to Romante, right?"

"What? Send it to Romanty? It took me a long time to get it, and you want to pick peaches when your upper and lower lips touch?

"They are prisoners of the kingdom, according to the law, the magic academy has full authority to deal with the mages among the prisoners of war, if you have any grievances, go and discuss with the king first." ”

", I caught these guys. Does it have a hair-bearing relationship with the kingdom?"

"It's the time of the war, and you're the count of the kingdom, or are you going to disobey the kingdom's jurisdiction and make yourself king?"

"Help...... When I fought to the death with Tajus, you just sat on my battleship and watched the excitement leisurely, didn't you? How much effort did you exert from beginning to end? How many things did you blackmail me? Now you want to run down and pick peaches, and you pick the biggest and best?

"You little bastard. If it weren't for my idea for you, you would have known to destroy the top floor of the Tower of Thunder first to abolish the strategic magic array of the Tower of Thunder? If I hadn't brought someone to you, you would still be using the core power of this broken ship to sway! What are you talking about taking down the Tower of Thunder, dream, you little bastard!"

"The reward I gave you is enough, that's divine power. Without me, you won't be able to get divine power to study for another 200 years. I don't believe you have the courage to fight the gods!"

"Phew. The price of helping you is that of the gods! A little divine power can be used? You and I will make do with half of it. ”

"Anyway, I don't care, you can take some of the things in the mage tower, but I will never give them to you!"

"What's the shitty thing in the Tower of Thunder to take? Not to mention that most of the half-dimensional keys are still in the hands of that bastard Thomas, as long as he doesn't die, there is nothing! No, you have to give me at least seventy mages! I still have to choose!"

"There are only a few mages here? There are no disciples! You can take the low-level apprentices, but the high-level ones. From the fifth ring up, don't even think about it!"

Hey, what's the deal with this damn bargaining tone? We're mages, not the gold in the hands of the merchants. It's not a butcher's pen either!

The mages of the empire were stunned, listening to the 'exchange' of the three people above their heads, but unfortunately, for this kind of bargaining, they could only listen to it, and they didn't even dare to say the complaints in their hearts.

A moment later, the team of more than two hundred mages was divided into two parts, the more one, following behind the Hawking ** division, tremblingly stepped into a large space door that had just opened in front of them, while the few parties, each of which had several high-level mages performed group flight techniques, landed on the deck of the battleship, and then passed through a long corridor, directly entering the center of the otherworldly space.

The frustration of defeat and the uncertainty of the future were quickly diluted by the magical surroundings before them, and the mages' eyes wandered, and they began to focus on every node in the space around them, and each layer of the magic circle. From time to time there was a whisper of contempt, but the group soon fell silent, for when the door at the end of the passage closed silently behind them, the familiar sense of spatial tremor was tantamount to telling them that everyone had been thrown into a closed half-plane, completely cut off from the main material plane.

Everyone unanimously turned their eyes to the guy who had led them forward, and watched him turn around, sweeping off his hood, and all of them had an extraordinarily tender face, a little younger than expected. And the fluctuation of the magic net around him, although it is enough to be admired around the five rings, but in the eyes of most mages, it must also be labeled as 'inexperienced'.

Edward smiled slightly, his gaze swept over the faces of the middle-aged people in front of him, there were more men than women, from thirty years old, to about sixty years old, there were exactly a hundred mages of different shapes.

It only accounts for a small half of the captives, but basically, this is within his acceptable range, he has no habit of teaching, and he doesn't plan to respect the elderly, those guys who are too old or not capable enough, the psychic warlock has no interest in taking care of them, and it is just right to throw it to the ** master to take over. What he needed was the right people to be put to use.

Take control of the ship, craft nitroglycerin explosives, and build circles...... These are all tasks that can only be completed by skilled mages with good ability, although now with Albert's support, and after looting the Tower of Thunder, it is conceivable that they can also get support for an extended period of time, but after all, there is still a team of their own, and it will be easier to grasp the progress and more assured.

"Well, for a long time to come, this battleship. Well, the Remnant of the Shoah, is your workplace, your dwelling, and all the places you can think of, and this life will continue for a long time, and I will provide you with food, tools, and workplaces, and what you need to do. It's about doing what I've given you, and letting the rest take care of it. ”

There was another whisper, a wave of shock, and the resentment on most of the mage's faces was no longer hidden. looked at the young man in front of him with the eyes of an idiot.

Failure in the hands of the world-famous two ** divisions is an acceptable ending. But what is it to obey the orders of such a little imp all the time? But that doesn't mean you're entitled to dominate a qiē yourself!

There are all kinds of different thoughts flying in the space. Almost like a group of people opening their mouths and roaring, the Psychic Warlock frowned, and with a swipe of his hand, a portal opened in front of him. Let a deep black bald figure stride out of it.

The feeling of invisible indifference instantly expands in the space, pressing the noise of everyone into silence, whether verbally. It's still in my heart.

The mages' gaze shrunk to stare at the strange bald man, who swept his gaze and the silver sheen made them immediately droop their heads......

"Did you catch some more?" There was nothing unusual in the Eater of Souls' lichic magical face and cold voice. But the Psychic can capture the dissatisfaction in his soul through the guò life box:

"I've captured a magic tower, so you can help me see if there's anything more valuable, and I'll have to finish this floating ship as much as I can. Nodding slightly, Edward commanded simply, and then thought again, "How is the territory going?"

"The time we agreed on seemed to be a ten-day ...... But forget it, basically, I've done what you asked, except for one scrap. "Thirty-nine mages have become your faithful servants, and I have perfected my brain-cutting technique, if there are not many of them, I think I will be able to complete the same amount of work in half a dozen days." ”

"There are a little bit more of them, and most importantly, there are some new species that you can practice your hands on, a mix of white and blue dragons. Edward smiled, "In addition, if you have a tadpole on hand, you can also breed a few offspring as helpers." ，”

Lichs don't have a physical reaction such as tiredness and tiredness, and they can work without sleep if needed. However, Katzerjek seems to have little interest in manipulating the heads of some mages, preferring to have some tadpoles in them.

After that, Edward didn't bother to bother with it anyway...... There are a lot of treasures inside the mage tower, but it will take time to dig them all - when the intruders finally enter the interior of the mage tower, they will realize how destructive that matte bullet really is - not only most of the teleportation circle and command system, but also the central control room of the mage tower was also wiped out in that blow, so all the traps or equipment in various positions of the mage tower entered a long standby state...... Even with the help of the captives, it was not so easy to unlock all the traps.

He wasn't a mage in the first place, and he was naturally not keen on magic towers. A mage tower is nothing more than a treasure trove......

The most important thing is that no matter what you have, only what belongs to you is the best. The things that you have built up by yourself have the deepest understanding of a qiē, and you can only be handy when you use it, otherwise you will need to run in and adjust for a long time until you turn it into your own thing, and the Tower of Heavenly Thunder, this mage tower has experienced too long and too many masters, and the time it takes to fully control it is not calculated in days, and now in this environment, Edward cannot allow himself to waste so much time to study a building that is mostly just a scientific research institution,

"There's nothing out of the ordinary, at least on the surface, the manager you've chosen should be good enough to do a good job of dealing weapons or managing your territory, but those two women of yours seem to have been hiding again lately, and I don't feel them in the city anymore. It is possible that the half-plane is used, but it is more likely that they have left. ”

"These two guys ......"

Edward frowned.

Everyone has their own affairs, Lisa and Daherne are not the birds he is trapped in a cage, it is impossible to report everything to him, the problem is that the gods they believe in are becoming more and more unreliable now, and they themselves as the elect, they can easily be used by Rose and Bellena.

It seems that it is time to cut off this connection, or simply give Bellena a ......

I've found the location of the so-called seed process dù, as long as it is cut off and regenerated, and then infused with new memories, I can completely change the minds of these people, although the effect of this is not as ideal as that of domination, but it is still good as a supplement, (to be continued......)