Chapter 435

The cleaning of the battlefield is going on in an orderly way.

The mages quickly captured the existence of claustrophobia and blocked it.

Eliot's hemiplane has experienced the battle between several legendary mages and many different Sauron species. The whole hemiplane is devastated, and high concentration of magic is deposited in the soil, which is difficult to use. It is believed that this area will become a wasteland in the future decades.

But at least, this half plane was successfully held.

This is also the first time that the mages have successfully defended a half plane attacked in the face of the large-scale emergence of Sauron.

Reinhart stood in front of the only intact building on the whole plane. He squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil with his armored gloves.

"These soils are mixed with Soren's blood and our magic power. When plants are planted on them, they will die almost immediately due to magic power erosion. The water flowing through these soils will also be polluted. People and animals may be in danger of life if they drink it. This is magic desert."

He said in a loud voice, raised his head and took out a cloth bag from the void.

"What's this?"

Saxon, a high-level mage, was still regretting. Seeing Reinhart's action, he immediately came over.

"This is a special magic plant developed by me by mechanical means, which can be used as a catalyst for many kinds of magic. Unfortunately, its growth needs a lot of magic supply. If we use the standard magic stone, the cost is far greater than the benefit. It was originally a failed work."

Reinhart said, grabbing a handful of seeds from the bag.

The surface of the seed is uneven, and it seems to have many thorns. Reinhardt sprinkles it into the black soil in front of him.

I saw these seeds take root in the ground, which stretched out countless roots, drilled into the soil, absorbed the magic which was difficult to be used by other organisms, and soon appeared some rudiments.

"However, it seems that this nightmare thorn is suitable for transforming such land."

Dark green thorns grow rapidly, forming a thorny land. In this black soil, people feel more cordial.

Even if there are nightmares and thorns to absorb the excess magic of this land, I'm afraid it will take a long time for it to become a suitable place to live again. Eliot's half plane, once green and blue, turns into waste soil overnight, which is really unexpected.

In the chamber, hornheim is sitting on the chair of the round table, next to Alberton and David.

"Master hornheim, are you going back to the rainbow tower next?"

David asked, the last time he saw master hornheim was when he was young. Hornheim was the predecessor of his teacher, Lord Bragg. He was a legendary mage who laid the foundation of modern magic society. As a descendant, he naturally respected him.

"It's time to go back and have a look. I also have some topics to talk about with Bragg."

Hohenheim said in a deep voice that when he regained his mind, he was no longer as talkative as he used to be, but more composed.

"About the progress of magic over the years, about the coming war."

"War?"

Alberton caught the words in hornheim's words, frowned and asked.

"Do you mean Sauron will come again?"

Even in the period when Alberton became famous, hornheim had already left the high-level Parliament and wandered on the mainland, but the talented Alberton still showed enough respect for him. To say nothing else, from the point of view that just now, hornheim destroyed all the Sorens, his strength was still on the top, and the strong would naturally be respected by Alberton To you.

"In places we can't see, Sauron's alien species are actually multiplying all the time. These monsters that exist in order to destroy human civilization will not disappear. Only where there is civilization, there will be shadows, and they are the deepest shadows."

Said Hohenheim, looking forward into the void as if he were remembering something.

"When I sealed the memory of the world from the last era, I was attacked by Sauron. I used to think that these monsters only rely on instinct to attack all living creatures, but at that time, I obviously felt that the actions of these monsters are regular."

Regularity represents the adjustment and a certain degree of wisdom of Sauron. Due to the strange resistance transmission ability beyond distance of Sauron, the communication between their populations should be more convenient than that of human beings. If there are some individuals with extraordinary wisdom in Sauron, it will be a terrible thing.

This is equivalent to that the mages have to face an army that absolutely obeys orders, communicates rapidly among various parts, has extremely strong combat effectiveness, and has a huge number of advantages, which is undoubtedly despairing.

"I just hope that this is my illusion, or that Solon has gradually mastered a certain amount of wisdom in his long evolutionary career, rather than another result."

Hornheim didn't go on, but both Alberton and David could guess hornheim's concerns.What he worried about was that if these sorons were not the law of their own will, but controlled by some higher-level existence, the mages might have to face more difficult enemies.

In any case, although the Solon race which appeared in Eliot's half plane on a large scale was killed, the reason behind it made Hohenheim have more worries. He has been sleeping for too long, and there are too many things about the world to tell the High Council, but at least, it is not too late.

Newington stands on the roof of the chamber, overlooking the direction of the ruins.

There, the ant like mages are carefully investigating every corner of the ruins. Although it has become a ruin, there are still many secrets hidden in the ruins waiting for people to explore, such as the strange black pillar. Although Hohenheim has obtained its core, people have not yet been able to thoroughly analyze the material and the use of the pillar It's made in this way.

Another example is the claustrophobic space. In the dead zone, how the teleportation spell works, how the claustrophobic space is controlled, and how the human beings create the Solon alien species in the cage are also unsolved mysteries.

The excavation of a relic is accompanied by more questions and the crisis that may come at any time. The mages can't relax for a moment.

But Newington thought of his teacher.

He thought that penzans had long been disappointed in himself and had long forgotten the existence of his student.

But at that critical juncture, penzans stood up, stood in front of his students, and even gave up his life.

Newington felt a little sour in his nose. He took out a piece of very flat parchment from the bottom of the storage bag and gently opened it.

This is the first letter that penzans wrote to himself at that time. In the letter, he praised Newington's magic level and hoped to accept him as a student. Newington still remembers how happy he was when he received this letter. He read the letter several times and recited the contents backwards.

Even though he had broken with penzans, Newington still kept the letter with him.

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