Several colorful ripples slowly slide down from the sky.

The moment the colorful magic came into contact with the earth, a huge and mysterious circle slowly emerged on the ground.

The circle spread slowly across the open land, besieging Hermes as he stood still.

Around, countless mages chanted words, their voices echoing in the air like mist.

Alien waves of mana erupted from their hands, winding through the air into thick ropes of mana.

They are intertwined, intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, they weave into a magical web that is both rough and wide.

Spread out from the top of Hermes's head, and gradually retracted.

The moment the web of magic condensed into shape, it turned into a sturdy cage that imprisoned Hermes inside.

His hands and feet were locked in handcuffs and shackles made of magic, tightly attached to the four corners of the cage.

With the flow of magic in the hands of countless mages, the cage made of magic began to slowly rise into the air.

The sand and dust flew straight through the thick clouds and towards the sky.

As Heim Horn and Rachel watched the mages take Hermes away, they turned and thanked Victor:

"Thank you, Councillor Victor."

"If it weren't for your plan, we wouldn't have been able to capture this defector who has been lurking in the world for a long time."

Hermes, the god known to the archmages as "defectors", has been the object of their constant expulsion.

Once the archmage came up with many ways to drive Hermes out of the world,

However, after countless attempts, until the archmage left this world, he was not able to achieve this goal.

After all, this god is too cunning.

Now, with the assistance of Victor, the Council of Mages has finally succeeded in capturing Hermes.

In a sense, this is also the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish that the Archmage has failed to fulfill.

Merely......

Heim Horn turned his head to look at the dusty land.

This great king has been destroyed after this terrible battle.

The ruins of the building were worn away and almost bald.

The once bustling streets have become obscure and covered in heavy dust.

Only the golden glow of the palace still stands, quietly guarding the land and its inhabitants.

Heim Horn's gaze swept over the ruins around him, turned around, and bowed deeply to the Imperial Emperor Oberly Saul beside him:

"At the same time, we at the Mage Council would like to express our heartfelt thanks to you."

"Your Majesty Oberly Saul."

He knew that the operation could not have succeeded without the support of the emperor.

It's just that the price of this battle is the destruction of the entire royal capital.

"The rest of the royal capital has been safely evacuated by us. We, the Mage Council, will also do our best to restore the buildings and residences of the royal capital. ”

"In addition, as Congressman Victor said, the Casidra Chamber of Commerce will also provide corresponding compensation."

Hermes was arrested, and the happiest was naturally the Casidra Chamber of Commerce.

They no longer have to worry about their wealth being taken away by Hermes.

They can run their business with peace of mind, continue to attract wealth from all over the world, and make their money bags even more inflated.

So, the Casidra Chamber of Commerce is definitely willing to compensate.

Although it is expensive to rebuild a royal capital, for them, they can still distinguish between the loss of part and the loss of the old capital.

At this time, His Majesty Oberly shook his head lightly and smiled.

He put his hands behind his back, and his slightly bent body looked even more majestic in the sunlight.

The surrounding residents fell silent.

Their eyes were full of reverence and awe, and they silently watched the great emperor.

This incident will make the prestige of the royal family deeper in the hearts of the people.

The Emperor, who had not made a move for a long time, once again showed his strength in front of the inhabitants of the Empire.

And this time, even a god was directly defeated.

Just one hit.

After the news comes out, it will definitely set off huge waves in the world and shock everyone.

Once again, Oberly, with his own strength, established his invincible posture.

And for Opoli,

He is most fortunate about this.

When the dust settled, Oberly could finally abdicate with peace of mind.

It's just that......

His gaze turned to the towering palace on the steps.

The palace bathed in golden sunlight shone brightly, as if its light could penetrate the clouds and reach the sky.

For the first time, a trace of worry rose in the heart of the man who controlled everything in the empire.

None of the plans could keep up with the changes, and he wasn't sure if his descendants would be able to preserve the empire's prosperity after he left.

But at least, Auberly had already paved the way for everything that followed while he was in power.

Then, he took a deep breath and raised a fist, slowly raising it.

He didn't make any sound.

It was only at that moment that everyone who looked at Oberly, whether nobles or commoners.

They all raised their fists in great excitement and slowly raised them above their heads.

In the next second, the entire land of the king reverberated with a roar that belonged to everyone's blood.

"Empire, Immortal !!"

This majestic voice was heard by every resident present.

Like the roar of a giant lion, it pierced the sky and resounded through the clouds.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Heim Horn couldn't help but joke to Rachel on the side:

"Aren't you also from the Empire, why aren't you as excited as they are."

Hearing this, Rachel pushed the frame of his glasses, looked at the countless residents present with solemn expressions, and slowly responded:

"The Empire gives the inhabitants corresponding protection, and the inhabitants naturally want to give back to the Empire for their strength and faith."

From the very beginning, the empire grew stronger.

Until now, the Empire has remained a world-class power, stronger than other countries.

Precisely because every emperor of the empire was the strongest in the country.

In the Empire, the Emperor was not just a dictator who stood above 10,000 people and gave orders.

He is a symbol of protection.

At all times, he will stand up and withstand all difficulties and disasters for every resident.

Therefore, in this empire, every inhabitant has an incomparably strong cohesion.

There was a strong sense of pride in their hearts.

"And yet now ......"

The two mages glanced at each other, and they could all clearly feel the pity in each other's eyes.

Orber used his own power to shock everyone, but the price he had to pay was ——。

His lifespan.

That devastating attack wasn't something Oberley could have done casually.

Although on the surface, it seemed that Oberly was only clenching his fists, the qi and blood consumed by that power were extremely terrifying.

His originally frail and near-exhausted lifespan was even worse.

How long you will live, it's hard to say.

These inhabitants of the empire can't see it yet, but these two mages can clearly see through it at a glance,

Oberly's blood is no longer as thick as it used to be.

The most important thing for a warrior is their own qi and blood, and every time they release their power, they will consume their lives, which is why the life of a warrior is short.

Now, Oberly must take a break and recuperate.

That's what I said.

The only thing that can defeat Oberly is his lifespan.

"O power that even the gods feared......"

Rachel couldn't help but whisper with emotion.

Oberly has done everything he was supposed to do.

As an emperor, he bravely faced the gods and stood up to all threats in times of imperial crisis.

As a father, he paved all the way for his beloved daughter Aurelian to succeed to the throne.

And now, the gods have been arrested.

Once again, Oberly demonstrated to the world the power of the staggering power.

What Oberly has done has undoubtedly been worthwhile.

However, the two of them, who were mages, couldn't help but sigh:

"But the price is still too great."

Heim Horn's face grew heavier.

Rachel's brow furrowed involuntarily and he sighed deeply.

Because of this battle, the empire lost in advance, I am afraid that it was not only their emperor Oberly.

Among them, there is another one.

They turned their heads to look into the distance, at Victor, who had long since left the crowd and was standing in front of the Gate of the Most High.

They could only stare feebly, looking at Kokot with tears in his eyes, his arms around Victor.

Seeing that Kocot hung on Victor's body, he didn't want to let him go.

"Victor! Can you please not go ......"

"I promise to work hard in the future, and I promise that I will never be lazy again, okay!"

Cocott burst into tears as he pleaded in a choked voice and a red nose.

But Victor just stood still, like a statue, staring blankly ahead.

It seems to be deaf to everything around you.

At this moment, a crisp and rapid sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and it became more and more clear to everyone's ears.

Vega, who was standing on Victor's shoulder, slowly raised his head, as if sensing something, and turned his gaze behind him.

Not far away, a female knight in silver-white armor was galloping on a horse.

The blazing sunlight fell on her, and the silver cold iron armor streaked fine pieces of wind and snow in the air, like light ice crystals flowing in the air.

The silver horses swept through the crowd like phantoms, Gwen gripped the reins, and the horses neighed and stopped gracefully.

She took off her helmet, her long silver hair fluttering and then falling softly behind her shoulders.

"Victor."

Hearing this voice, Victor reacted and turned his face slightly.

But he still didn't look back, just stood still there, his eyes calm.

At this moment, the wind rolled up, and the light silver stars seemed to detach from Gwen's armor and silver hair, echoing in the air.

The breeze rolled back, driving the clear silver star across the land, leaving only the sound to wrap around the two of them.

"I promised you and fulfilled your request."

The gentle breath of the wind that swept across the earth curled Gwen's silver hair like a brilliant galaxy spreading out in the air, fluttering behind her.

"So, please grant me a request."

The golden glow shone on Gwen's face, sprinkled with a faint layer of gold.

The pupils, which were as clear as golden light, exuded a gentle and resolute gaze.

"Waiting for you to get back,"

"Let's get married."