Chapter 481 Cold Determination and Chips

Master Ma, who was brought from Hesotara by the mage group, raised his hand, preparing to make a major transformation of the terrain of Naggaroth. This kind of thing Slann had done to the old world thousands of years ago, but this time it was just Just repeating boring work.

Creon, who was responsible for searching the cave of the Tower of Destruction, walked out with a livid face. There was not a single surviving dragon egg. After knowing that they could not be rescued, these damn Druzi chose to smash the dragon eggs to destroy Caledor forever. Lose these treasures.

Angry breath was exhaled from everyone's nostrils. One of the reasons for insisting on launching a siege against Krakarond was that a large number of stolen dragon eggs flowed here, which are the most precious treasures for Caledor.

After learning the news, Imric crushed the iron kettle in his hand into iron pieces, and the wind drove the flames into the air.

"Kill them all. Since Caledor can't take back the dragon eggs, these Druchi won't be able to live either!"

"yes."

As the city gradually sank underground, a large number of people who were unable to resist or surrendered were detained in the square.

A giant dragon flew into the city, carrying the champion warrior Masnuo with it.

Masno jumped to Agthel's side, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and was surrounded by murderous intent.

"How many prisoners?"

"Thirty-four thousand people."

"Very good, very good." Masnuo nodded with a sneer, and found sixteen dragon eggs that had been turned into fragments in the Tower of Destruction cave.

Nothing can forgive the sins of these Druchi. It is Nisu's business to judge the depth of their sins, and Caledor's business is to let them see Nisu.

"Leave no one alive, execute them all!"

Flames began to spout from everywhere. There was no so-called treatment of prisoners of war, and there was no negotiation about whether to surrender. Everything was completed naturally.

Seeing these elves with pointed ears being executed, everyone just watched with cold eyes and waited for them to turn into ashes. The rolling posture in the flames was particularly charming, and the wailing sound was like the most beautiful music.

"I should record this video and give it as a souvenir to the King of Shadows. He will definitely regret not seeing this scene with his own eyes." Davian crossed his arms and laughed, not caring at all about the hell on earth in front of him.

"He might be so excited that he can't sleep and have an intracranial orgasm in bed at night." Agthel responded casually. As long as he didn't take the Shadow King's murderous aura seriously, he was actually a pretty good person.

But the prerequisite is that he must have the same deep hatred towards Druchi.

"Collect the last bit of usable supplies and prepare for the evacuation with Shadow King."

When the ground began to shake violently, Masnow turned away without hesitation, now that Krakarond was about to be reduced to ruins, the military operation was complete.

Continuing north will have to wait until the prince deems a suitable opportunity, and then Assur will return to the Anvil of Vaal in Naggaroth.

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Five days later, news of the expedition's great success spread throughout Ulthuan. Even the woodcutters in the most remote mountains of Charis knew that the Druchi city, known as the City of Destruction, was in ruins.

In the thousands of years of elven civil war, Assur has never made such progress. Everyone flocked to the streets to shout the name of the hero. Artists inquired about the specific battle process and prepared to use their talents to meet the needs of the people.

A large group of flowers was placed at the embassy of the main war kingdom, and the bad impression of the Shadow King suddenly improved in the hearts of the people of various countries.

In the White Tower of Saferihos, the Archmage Council had just concluded its discussion on whether to increase support for the Druchi war, and only two people were left in it.

One is Tigris, who has just obtained the title of Supreme Mage a few years ago, and the other is Alfonso, the art professor at Saver Academy.

Alfonso, whose left eye was gray, put his legs on the table and looked at the newspaper he just got quietly. "It's interesting, isn't it? A magic model that breaks through Assur's existing space theory. It only requires three-dimensional space and two-dimensional plane." By locating the target point, a singularity can be formed that ignores the barrier and people can be sent into it."

"The caster network can also ensure that when this singularity enters alone, it will not be destroyed in a short period of time. It seems that the things you have studied in the past few years are indeed not bad."

Teclis remained silent. The space theory was provided by Caledor's two court mages, but the caster network was created by him using the magic network system that existed in Savre.

Many professional scholars believe that this spell is specifically used in siege warfare, but the Supreme Mage knows clearly that this spell called Vengeance Singularity is much more than that.

"At least when we fight against Druzi, we don't have to worry too much about the influence of Hecate's black magic."

Alfonso chuckled for a moment and said nothing about this, but talked about another thing.

"I heard that Imric plans to build a library named after his great ancestor in Tal Khaled, and will also establish a comprehensive magic academy."

Teclis nodded, indicating that it was indeed the case,

"This magic academy will be built under the leadership of the Flame Tower to supplement Caledor's lack of flame mages."

Alfonso snorted disdainfully, "As for that old bastard Luo Ning, what kind of students can he teach? In the end, they are all a group of battle mages who go to the battlefield, and when they start research, they are just a group of deformed children."

Tigris did not accept this statement. Although he wanted to provide assistance to this magic academy, his research on the revenge singularity in the past few years has left him no time to focus on the control of the White Tower of Hos.

Except for necessary interviews, stay in the mage tower at all times.

Alfonso put down the newspaper and looked at Tigris, who had always remained calm, with his gray eyes gradually giving off a strange light.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Belanar is quite interested in some of Caledor's knowledge. He may not mind serving as a distinguished professor to train a group of students who are good at research for Imric."

These words made Teclis look at Alfonso twice. Although the Chosen of Hoth had a good relationship with Imric, he always adhered to the position of the former chief magic swordsman of Hoth.

Sulfery's communication with Caledor was always on point, providing him with magical support and treating the wounded, and other trivial matters.

As for Beranal, Tigris, who was familiar with the teacher's temper, knew that his thirst for knowledge was extremely high and would not mind Alfonso making this decision for him.

As for Imric, he would definitely not refuse the joining of one of Ulthuan's prestigious Supreme Mage. Although Slann's spellcasting ability is powerful, he is still a lizardman, not an elf.

But this premise is why Alfonso made such a decision.

Alfonso, who seemed to have guessed Teclis's idea, did not explain much. He only used one sentence to explain why he supported it.

"For the future of the race, sooner or later we have to make a choice. I hope you and Imrik can prove me right."

Tigris didn't care about the hidden meaning in Alfonso's words, and just nodded lightly in agreement with this matter. Guessing was ineffective, and he would always understand the result at the last moment.