Embarrass, who took the shortcut to open the door of the Rock Mage's Tower, has been studying magic with Master Benjamin Barton the Earthshaker for a month.

The Holy See of Light was completely destroyed in the New World, and the Demon Worshippers rose in the Wheat Plains for nearly thirty days.

The precarious balance of power on the continent underwent an astonishing transformation, as the Hell Flame Demon appeared on the ground through its shell, and a high concentration of demonic essence precipitated, forming a nest of demonic beings.

Although the world is only a low-level hyena, a small demon similar to a hyena, only half the height of an ordinary person, and the only weapon is poisoned claws and rotten fangs, it strengthens its combat effectiveness with group action, and can even pose a threat to berserk creatures.

The appearance of the demon's lair and the spread of the power of hell caused the wrath of Claudius, the flame tyrant of the Misty Mountains.

Today, the dragon's roar is long gone, lost in the records of history, but the only known dragons in the New World are not legendary creatures that ordinary people can hunt.

It was the heavy price that had to be paid to keep Claudius the Red Dragon and Sindragosa the Frost Dragon alive, especially since the latter guarded the Crown Glacier, which threatened to unleash a freezing cold wave that would devastate the northern states if a science wizard expanded its territory to the north.

In the bitter cold winter, the polar cold wave vortex is so large that it covers half of the continent, and even if the Science Wizards Group joins forces, it will not be able to tame the great power of nature, and will have to maintain a relatively stable state of peace.

As for the red dragon Claudius, it suppressed the Donmu volcano in the depths of the Misty Mountains and became a fire elemental rich area, whether it was the nobles who inherited the bloodline of the old gods or the magicians who relied on the elements, they would not easily declare war on the flame tyrant.

Because of this, the magic nest of the Shattered Wilderness (formerly the Wheat Plains) gave birth to a small demon, and the power of hell continued to spread, affecting the red dragon Claudius's ascending slumber, making it active, and becoming a problem for the high-ranking people of the southern countries.

A certain act of pacification is essential, and then the demons of the Shattered Wilderness attack everywhere, whether it is the territory of the northern states or the territory of the nobles on the southern border, they all pose a certain threat.

Therefore, after the two major groups of science magicians and noble magicians contacted and discussed through secret channels, they adopted a tacit understanding to weaken or even strangle the demon's lair.

After all, it was intolerable that a handful of demon worshippers could allow them to exist, and that a steady stream of demonic lairs would be born.

Not to mention it from afar, let's just say that the best of the paladins, Vlad, the silver hand close to the saints, the lord of Transylvania, was designed to lure him into the fall, became a more powerful blood archduke, established the magnificent castlevania, and became the greatest enemy of the Holy Light Holy See for a hundred years.

Vat Transican has not only lost a high-ranking paladin, a potential Saint-Reserve, but also a Dark Lord who can rival the entire Inquisition.

Due to the rise of Vlad, the Piercing Duke, the dark forces are on the rise, interrupting the process of the Holy Light Sect snowballing everything, sweeping away the remnants of the old gods in the Old World, and establishing a magnificent hegemony.

Because of this, the science wizards, who are accustomed to controlling everything, do not want to see the appearance of demonic forces that threaten their own existence in the wheat plains in the heart of the New World.

After all, the original magic, but the forbidden knowledge imparted to mankind by demons from hell, is different from the alchemy inherited within the nobility, and comes from the wisdom of the old gods.

From another point of view, the science wizards who turned from alchemists can be said to be the descendants of the old gods, but they are no longer limited to bloodlines, but the wisdom of inheritance, the precipitation and accumulation of knowledge, so they are not recognized by the old gods.

In order to eradicate the growing demonic lair, the Science Magus Group sent the recently emerged "Elemental Alchemists" to the Wheat Plains, which are different from traditional magical elements, but chemical elements that have been given "concepts" by various alchemists, such as iron, carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, etc.

The alchemists with the ability to manipulate the chemical elements, the strongest of whom is named Alexander Hull, came from a peasant family in the Wheat Plains, lost his parents when he was a child, was raised by the priests of Worship and Ozantium, received considerable favors, and was familiar with the scriptures of the Holy Light Scriptures.

Later, due to certain events, Alexander Hull, who was still a teenager, chose to leave the Azantium and went to the north with a simple bag.

In order to make a living, he used to work as a dock porter, a waiter in a hotel, and an accountant in a store, and because of his talent, he was recruited into a member of the alchemists.

When the news of the fall of Baiozantium spread, Alexander Hull somehow appeared on his face, and blood-colored light flowed from his left eye, like a sharp sword hanging on his cheek, leaving an indelible mark.

Within the Scientology group, especially the members of the decision-making hierarchy who had dealt with the Byozotines, they were very curious about Alexander Hull's stigma, and sent the elemental alchemist to the Wheat Plains, which had become a hell on earth, the hometown of the homeland where he once lived.

Alexander Hull himself was inexplicably worried about the appearance of the stigmata on him, after all, it was the mark of the Preparatory Saints, and he was worried that he would deviate from the path of science and become the target of the remnants of the Holy Light Branch in the New World, so his mood was completely different from that of other elemental alchemists.

At the same time, the nobles and mage towers of the southern countries also sent outstanding sons of noble blood. Grace Loslin was not among them, but the family members of the border nobles were always taken care of and had a considerable amount of free choice.

Embarrass, who had been studying for less than a month and was only an apprentice in magic, left the Rock Mage Tower to become part of an expeditionary force to conquer the Shattered Wastes (formerly the Wheat Plains).

Instead of rushing home to recruit followers, Losslin went to the Colosseum in Little Rock and bought four slave gladiators, spear-throwers, sword-and-shield fighters, net-throwing fighters, and gun-wielding fighters, at a fairly cheap price.

"I am the youngest son of the family of Baron Lotrin, and I have the status of a nobleman, so I can exempt you from slavery status and become a tenant of the manor or even a freeman. ”

Speaking of this, Grace Loslin paused deliberately, and sure enough, he saw the numb slave gladiators' expressions moving slightly, knowing that they had all heard the conditions and were moved.

"The only condition is that you must faithfully guard my side, follow me to the Wheat Plains, occupied by demon worshippers, cut off a few demon heads, show my courage and force, and return safely with victory. ”

With such a simple condition, there must be a great danger ahead, and the hearts of the four slave gladiators who had just been burning suddenly cooled down halfway.

Ron Roslin immediately understood their thoughts, and shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't let you die! In addition to being a member of the nobility, I am also a good apprentice of magic." ”

After speaking, Ron Roslin showed a copper ring, put it on the third knuckle of the index finger of his right hand, and recited a syllable in his mouth, and a milky white spell aura appeared, drawing a complex spell model out of thin air, and the three layers before and after it were like a cylinder on the right hand.

The first layer condenses magical elements, the second layer refines and fills it, and the third layer shapes the magical energy into a form, a fist-sized magic missile!

With a raise of his hand, a white magic missile shot out, striking an empty bolt stone at the entrance of the Colosseum.

With a thud, the thigh-thick pillar exploded as if it had been eaten by a terrible beast, and tiny rubble splattered in all directions, one striking the unfortunate sword and shield hand on the forehead, and the torn wound immediately left scarlet blood.

However, the slave gladiator did not reach out to wipe it, and like the three companions beside him, he was shocked by the scene before him.

After a long time, the four slave gladiators knelt on the ground in great obedience and said in unison, "Master Mage, we will sell you this life." ”

Losslin's chin was slightly raised, and his face was still smiling lightly, not at all undignified by the scene in front of him.

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