Baron Derama, who broke into the battlefield, announced the order very suddenly, and the lichs who were defending the city were suddenly stunned, and Baron Stone, who was hiding in the shadows, was even more furious.

"Leave that guy with fake orders! Keep fighting! Hold the fortress! That's an order! ”

"Yo~" Drama heard someone's hysterical roar, and sneered at each other in a weird way: "Isn't this the 'former' baron of the Ritual Vault?" You're still alive. ”

Dema and the Sage have always been at odds, one is steady and pragmatic, the other is impulsive and radical, and the relationship between the two is not a good one, but it is definitely not good.

The Ritual Vault is dominated by lichs, who consider themselves to be the most sensible and intelligent people, and have a hard time tolerating opposition from others.

Dramar and the Sage are no exception, in the Ritual Secret Academy, where per capita intelligence is high, the intrigue between these two barons has been going on for thousands of years, and neither can subdue anyone.

The cunning Sindani never intended to break this situation.

Rather than two of his subordinates uniting as one, the suspicious Sindani would rather them fight.

With Sindani herself in the middle and the mud, there hasn't been any major mess over the years...... Until today.

However, there is one thing to say, not so much that the sage overturned, but that Sindani, who was instigated by default behind the scenes, got away.

I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet.

Even if she is as cunning as Sindani, it is impossible to guarantee that she will be able to bet on the right target every time, but she has never encountered such a serious rollover before.

Due to the intervention of Denatius, the situation is now out of Sindani's control, and she can only choose to abandon the car and give up the sage who has served her for countless years.

Dema sneered and announced Sindani's second order: "On the orders of the Marquis of Sindani, remove Baron Philoshefer Stone, a traitor who colluded with foreign enemies." ”

"Those who continue to assist Filoscherfer will be regarded as traitors who sell the interests of Madroxus, and please consider the advantages and losses, and do not make mistakes."

The Ritual Secret Academy may have cultivated quite a few people with a relatively good temper, but it is obviously impossible to say that these lichs with extraordinary magical attainments are stupid.

Sindani's cutting attitude is so decisive that no matter how dull people are, they should know how to stand in line.

Not surprisingly, the lichs who had been on the side of the Creation Vault and planned to resist to the end lowered their proud heads.

Except for a very small number of die-hard sages, the vast majority of the lichs honestly went to Drama's side and made their position clear.

"You...... You guys! ”

The soul fire in the eyes of the angry sage kept flickering, but now that the overall situation had been decided, he really didn't dare to continue to blow up the stab at this time.

Delama indifferently advised: "Philosherfer Stone, just be caught, and honestly explain the whole story of your collusion with the traitor Gamar and Ravenders, and maybe you can be punished lightly, so as to alleviate some crimes." ”

This good show of infighting in the sacrificial secret courtyard made the melon-eating crowd outside the fortress dizzy.

Just as the sage had predicted, without the help of the lichs, the undead constructs of the Creation Vault alone would not be able to stop the frenzied attack of the allied forces sent by the War Master, and the civil war was decided.

With the exception of a few low-level structures that had no intelligence and only knew how to act according to orders, most of the soldiers in the Creation Secret Academy lost their fighting spirit and voluntarily lowered their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.

The side effects of Gamar's wounded retreat were evident at this time, and most of these soldiers would not have dared to surrender so simply if he himself had been on the battlefield.

By the time Gamar walked out of the castle with his unhealed body, the battle had already turned out to be powerless.

Although Gamar dragged his wounded body to death and continued to rush again, it was impossible for him to make any waves on his own.

"Boom!"

The strength of Gamar's soul, which had not healed from his injuries, had decreased significantly, and his strength had greatly declined.

Without even the assistance of Oni, Little Star, and Valeera, Salaan took the form of a giant bear and pushed the unyielding giant abomination to the city wall.

"Admit defeat, Denatius is running out of reinforcements, and you have no hope of turning the tables around."

Because of the impact of his injuries, Gamar's soul body was severely damaged, and he could not recover his peak strength without a few years of cultivation.

With the power of Ursock's incarnation, Salian was barely able to suppress the powerless Gamar.

"You're capable, you...... Kill me! I...... Never...... Admit defeat! ”

Even at the end of his rope, Gamar was unwilling to bow his head and give in, trying his best to break free from Sarren's shackles.

"That's fine."

The beast boy of Sarren became indifferent, and a faint silver-white arc flashed across his steel needle-like mane.

"Well, as you wish."

"Boom!"

Using up the little bit of guardian power that had just been restored, Sarjan kept close contact and poured the thunder directly into Gamar's body.

Accompanied by Gamar's terrible scream, everyone on the battlefield was so shocked by the explosion of thunder that their eyes ached, and they subconsciously closed their eyes.

By the time all the movement had subsided, Gamar's massive body had long since disappeared, and only some soul light could be seen on the scene that had not completely dissipated.

These flickering dots of blue light were the remnants of Gamar's dissipation.

"Whew~"

Squandering the power of the Guardians once again, Sarjan sighed helplessly.

"It's still necessary to break through the limits of mortals as soon as possible, and it's not a long-term solution to solve problems with external forces."

No matter how badly Gamar was injured, his soul was always a demigod, and it was difficult for Elizarian himself to inflict fatal damage on him, and he could only rely on the power of the guardian that Lydon had given him.

However, this power does not come from Sarian himself, and before he breaks through to the demigod realm and truly digests this power, the recovery speed of the guardian's power will be very slow, and the maximum output will also be reduced.

That's all for later, at least for now, Sarjan has successfully resolved the civil strife in Madroxus led by the Secret Institute of Creation.

After all, Madroxus is a kingdom where the strong are respected, and Sarean killed Gamar in a one-on-one fight, and the remaining men of the Creation Secret Institute did not resist anymore, and simply dropped their weapons and surrendered.

However, these undead constructs with relatively simple thinking circuits did not surrender to the Warlords, but instead threw in the towel to Saljan, who had defeated the Marquis of Creation Gamar head-on.

"Heh~"

Kexus, who had just arrived at the battlefield with Sindani in his arms, saw this scene with a meaningful smile on his face under the mask.

At the signal of Kessus, the three secret institutes of the War Master faction did not overly embarrass the iron hanhan of the Creation Secret Academy, but only took them down and locked them up temporarily.

In any case, these people followed Gamar to participate in the betrayal of the foreign enemy, and strict screening and interrogation were inevitable.

With the surrender of the Creation Secret Institute and the change of position of the Ritual Secret Academy, the long-lasting civil war in Madroxus has finally officially come to an end.

Because the "bomb" created by Malygos was too powerful, when cleaning up the battlefield after the war, Salian found a very painful problem.

There is no live mouth.

All the remaining spirits sent by Denatius to Madroxus were transformed into soul light and integrated into the Shadow Realm, transforming into mental energy to maintain the operation of the Shadow Realm.

In other words, no one can be used as a witness to Denasius.

Saljan was a little depressed at first, but it was only after Onexia's enlightenment that he realized ...... Actually, this is not a good thing.

Although the civil war in Madroxus has ended, the legacy of the Creation Vault and the Ritual Vault cannot be solved in a day or two.

For a long time after that, Madroxus was too busy with internal affairs to attack Ravenders immediately.

With the exception of Madroxus, the Promoted Fortress, which is mired in a battle of ideas, is too busy to take care of itself, and the Blazing Blue Fairy is not ready, and the Winter Queen alone is obviously not enough to defeat Denatius.

Just talking about the Barons of Madroxus, the Ritual Secret Academy, and the Creation Secret Academy, it is better to say that it is a big deal to transfer qualified candidates from other secret institutes.

The big question is...... At the moment of Gamar's death, who should inherit the title of Marquis of the Secret Academy?

A: Yes, I can't find a suitable candidate for the time being.

The marquis of the Five Great Secret Courtyards is not something that can be selected casually, and the minimum standard must be to have the strength of the demigod realm.

Even in the Shadow Realm, where countless material universe souls are gathered, demigods are not cabbages that can be picked up everywhere.

Demigods, except for a few individuals who rely on their own strength to break through, most of the demigods who are born and raised can live their souls in their hometowns and live in symbiosis with the planet.

As long as the planet is not destroyed, even if they unfortunately die in battle, the demigods will still have a chance to come to the Shadow Realm to read the strip and return to the world.

Demigods like Eleoser and Stradama who have lost their homeland and have had to settle in the Shadow Realm are only a few.

Even if there were, many tired demigods didn't want to continue working hard after death.

They will choose a peaceful world of the dead, and no longer participate in the strife of the world.

"Huh?"

In the Theater of Death, Salian looked at Kexus with a smile in his eyes in amazement, and pointed his finger at himself with a confused expression.

"You asked me to act as the Marquis of Creation?!"