Chapter 251: Game in defeat, promotion is imminent

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Leave...

Are you finally leaving?

Hearing this, all the official wizards could finally let go of their tight hearts, and they all showed their anger towards the same enemy——

The wizards present were not fools.

Now that the Love Witch has announced that she will leave with everyone, it means that Arland's fall into the abyss is a foregone conclusion and no one can change it.

The choice to fight against the Mechanical Cult of Hell in the City of Amethyst seemed to be the decision of the Witch King in front of them. Now that the plan failed and they lost to the abyss forces head-on, they must be furious at this time, and they did not dare to show joy at this time.

After looking at the expressionless Edith, Ron came to the thin Iron Fist wizard, first bowed and saluted, and then asked with a mental signal:

"Sir Murphy, how are you and the Love Witch?"

"I'm doing fine," said the skinny little old man with messy gray hair, who was sipping from a bottle of something similar to motor oil. "As for Edith, I'm afraid she's not doing so well..."

He pushed Ron with his elbow and motioned to look at the color withdrawing from the Love Witch:

"Graham, the third chief priest of the Mechanicum of Hell, made this little girl Edith suffer a big loss. Not only was she beaten with a fake four-ringed god's creation, but her plan to digest the demonic nature was completely failed. Anyway, the wizard headquarters will definitely hold her accountable."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Love Witch, who has always had a smooth sailing, hopes she can learn a lesson after this setback. Although I am happy to see her defeated, the loss of Arland is undoubtedly a bad signal. The abyssal forces may plan to invade the wizarding world in a large scale. Alas..."

"You are saying that the thirteen forces of the Abyss are eyeing the realm of the wizarding world and intend to transform the wizarding world into a petri dish of wish power?" Ron frowned slightly and then asked after thinking.

"With this factor in it, hey, you little guy doesn't know much, right?"

The Iron Fist wizard patted Ron's knee gently, with a hint of anxiety in his tone:

"In one day, the Eastern Continent fell to two regions. What I am most worried about is whether the success of the Hell Mechanical God Cult will allow some thirteenth-level forces that did not originally want to participate in the battle to smell the opportunity and decide to participate. This is not good news for us."

Hearing this, Ron nodded.

This is indeed a possibility.

As the thirteenth largest force at the bottom of the abyss, it is natural that they cannot be monolithic. It is not uncommon for them to kill each other and capture cities and territories.

But if the [Arland incident] makes them see the possibility of invading the wizarding world, they might really unite to launch a war.

Wait...

Why two?

Ron, who realized something was wrong at this time, immediately said: "You mean two regions have fallen? Where else can it be except Arland?"

"Don't tell anyone this news for the time being," Murphy let out a long sigh. "The Charles Star Gate, the Charles Star Gate has also fallen into the mouth of the abyss, and the Witch King Zaratul Will who is guarding there, the Chaos Mentor, one of the vice-presidents, was seriously injured and his domain was damaged."

This——

Ron didn't show any expression, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

A Witch King was seriously injured!

And the field is damaged!

This news really needs to be kept secret.

He has heard of the Charles Star Gate, which is the cross-border entrance between the Eastern Continent and the Northern Continent. It is a very important transportation hub in the Eastern Continent.

The fall of this landmark building is even more shocking than the fall of Alander.

Because this means that this matter cannot be hidden, and all wizards can see it.

Whenever someone mentions the [Charles Stargate Incident], it is equivalent to a slap in the face of every wizard in the Eastern Continent.

You can feel that this matter has nothing to do with you, but it can't stop the teasing and ridicule in the eyes of other mainland wizards when they look at you.

Within a day, the Amethyst City of Arland and the Charles Stargate fell one after another. There must be a huge commotion on the Magic Network now... Ron could imagine how explosive the posts in the public forum were, and they must all be discussing the invasion of the abyssal forces.

With a somewhat heavy heart, Ron asked his last question:

"Who isAttacked the Charles Stargate?"

"Don't know. "

The Witch King's answer was unexpected:

"The specific situation needs to be judged based on the photo stones at the scene, but Zaratul mentioned before returning to his hometown to heal his injuries that the attacker used a kind of spiritual power that is different from magic and spirituality, and the changes in energy are very special. "

In other words, a Witch King suffered serious injuries as a price, without even finding out the identity of the attacker? This is a bit of a fantasy...

Ron vaguely felt that it might not be simple inside, hoping it was just his own illusion.

——Crack!

At this time, there was a sound of hard things breaking in the sky.

The pink light originating from the Love Witch was like an invisible sharp blade, poking a hole in the virtual grid that blocked the entire port.

Along with countless electronic flames falling from the sky, the steel city in the distance also made a loud noise like an earth dragon turning back. All buildings suddenly became shorter, and then seemed to fall into quicksand, dragging the poor land with them and disappearing, leaving only an unfathomable black hole, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..."

Looking at this scene, the wizards present fell into deathly silence.

Regardless of the white wizard or the black wizard, Arland is an important reserve recruitment city for all wizard schools.

Although it can be rebuilt and renamed New Arland, no one can deny what really happened——

Alande really fell.

At this time, the Love Witch and Iron Fist Wizard in the center of the crowd suddenly looked above their heads.

A strange man wearing a metal uniform, holding a crystal ball in his hand, and a metal guide stick behind his back, with a bare face divided by four sawtooths, stood in the air. He appeared there at some point, with an inexplicable smile.

"Now that the conspiracy has been accomplished, why don't you go back and enjoy the fruits of your short-term victory? Now that you show up, don't you want to leave?" Edith's voice seemed to have a chill in it.

Murphy on the side said calmly:

"Graham, if you want to use this victory to humiliate us, I advise you to save your breath. A temporary defeat cannot mean that the Eastern Continent has permanently lost its right to speak in the fight against the abyss. You must know that you cannot leave today if it is not the one above you. "

"Haha, why are you friends from the Wizards Association so angry?" Bowing slightly to the glaring wizards, convert Graham had a peaceful smile on his face.

He shook his head slightly:

"First of all, I'm not here to nag you two about Arland. All victories are the fruit of the guidance of the Mother Goddess. What right do we children nestling under the big tree have to be complacent about this natural result?"

"Put away the rhetoric of your Hell Mechanicus," Edith said with one hand, a trace of magical charm rising on her pink cheeks.

"Get out or fight?"

Looking at the terrifying charm emerging from the pink-haired witch, Graham's eyes flashed with solemnity, and he finally revealed his purpose.

He looked at the crowd below and his eyes fell on an unusually young black-haired young man.

Noticing that the abyss strongman who was suspected to be the Witch King was looking at him, Ron's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately protected the Iron Fist wizard in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Graham's move cast a chill in the eyes of the two Witch Kings:

"What do you want to do?"

"It just so happened that I still had a few new types of equipment that I didn't use in that match just now. I will accompany you until the end!"

The convert said helplessly:

"Please let me finish. I just want to ask Mr. Ron to return my tribe to me. After all, there are three crowned ones. Even if I am the chief priest, I cannot explain it to the Mother Goddess. "

Three crown wearers...

What does he mean?

The official wizards below heard this in confusion, and were a little confused.

Only the seriously injured ant mother Laura, the fire witch Samantha and the grass wizard Oaksha knew some of the truth, and hurriedly explained it to their colleagues in the mental channel.

After listening to Ron's deeds of capturing each other's crowned men one after another, the wizards present looked at Ron with even more respect -

Strength is the cornerstone of respect.

Although Ron was a prosperous genius in the Eastern Continent before he created the project, in the eyes of wizards, he was nothing more than an older child.

Only when you step into the threshold of wizards, these knowledge plunderers with their eyes above the top will put you on the same level. This is the wizarding world.

It turns out that they are here for a few prisoners. These omnics are more humane than I thought? Or maybe it is a calculated loss that must be made up... Ron calmly leaned out from behind the Witch King, straightened his collar and said:

"I do have a few nice trophies that need to be sold, give me your price. "

"Oh? Are you willing to trade with me?"

Ron's attitude surprised Graham slightly: "I am an evil machine as your wizards call it, the executioner of the abyss. Are you sure that your transaction with me has nothing to do with it?"

"Since you offered it, why should I mind? I believe that the three crown-wearers will be able to sell it for a good price. "The expression on Ron's face did not change at all.

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There was one thing he didn't say.

He saw the weakness of the Love Witch and the exhaustion of the Iron Fist Wizard. If the two Witch Kings were not in poor condition now, they would not waste so much time with a convert.

So Ron simply took the initiative to explain the situation to the two vice-presidents of the Eastern Continent Wizards Association, so that they could have a suitable step down.

Judging from the results, he once again made the right choice. Edith nodded slightly and asked him to get rid of the converts who were blocking his way as soon as possible.

"I like your way of thinking..."

The hairless and strangely dressed mechanical priest raised the crystal ball, which reflected three faces full of pain and despair.

He smiled slightly: "How about replacing three official wizards with three crowned ones?"

Before Ron could answer, the crowd below recognized the face and exclaimed:

"It's Camissa and Rawls!"

"And Theodore, the guide from the Church of the Promise Keepers! It turns out he was also arrested!"

"My God, apart from them, there must be many wizards who have been poisoned by the Mechanicus of Hell! Will they be transformed into mechs?"

"Isn't this a sure thing? Well, it seems that we will meet on the battlefield soon..."

The whispering wizards were pessimistic.

In any case, the existence of mechas is a thorn in the heart of wizards, because it means that even if they are not afraid of life and death, they will become war weapons controlled by the opponent for eternity, and their spiritual bodies will also suffer endless pain.

A small group of wizards remained silent and looked at Ron. Some wizards who had a good relationship with the three faces tried to send spiritual messages and promised benefits to get Ron to agree to the deal with Graham.

But Ron didn't respond.

He simply glanced at the three completely unfamiliar faces and shook his head:

"Not enough, and you seem to have misunderstood something. What I want is never an equal transaction. Besides, are the values of a wizard and a crowned person equal in your mind?"

"That makes sense. Of course I don't think you are qualified to be of equal value to us. Why not put forward your conditions?" Graham asked rhetorically.

"I want five official wizards."

"Hmm... five? In fact, it's not an unacceptable price, but according to my prediction of your thinking mode, there should be room for counter-offering, so four."

"Five, otherwise no discussion."

"..."

Graham looked at Ron deeply:

"Okay, I agree to your conditions."

"Then open your loot warehouse," Ron stared directly at him, "I want to decide who will be traded."

"This doesn't seem to be within the transaction conditions we just agreed upon?"

"Why be so pedantic? We have to trade anyway, why not let us be more open and make the transaction more efficient."

"Haha..." Graham tilted his head as if thinking, then laughed loudly after a moment, "Interesting, so interesting, as you wish!"

As his words fell.

A virtual image was projected from the crystal ball, and figures stuffed into green nutrition tanks appeared. Their bodies were inserted into countless pipes, soaked in liquid that suppressed magic power, and their consciousness was in a semi-awake state.

One, two, three...

A total of twenty-five official wizards!

Regardless of right and wrong, these wizards who were high and respected in the past are now lying unconscious in a jar like animals waiting to be slaughtered. It is an unspeakable irony.

There are a lot of familiar faces. Is old guy Brian in there too... Ron suppressed a smile and took a step forward, coming to the confused-looking Love Witch. A strange fragrance immediately penetrated his nose, and it smelled very good.

Ron didn't think much, leaned forward and said:

"Thanks to the guidance of Lord Edith, I was able to successfully construct the project, so the right to trade these trophies should be decided by you."

"..."

I instantly understood what he was thinking.

The Love Witch, who had a contradictory temperament but an extraordinary beautiful face, showed an elusive smile and patted Ron on the shoulder.

Eyes that were as bright as pink diamonds glanced around, and with a few clicks of her fingers, she selected five lucky candidates——

There are black wizards and white wizards in these trading items, but without exception, they are all high-quality members from the Eastern Continent wizard school.

"I see," Graham also guessed Ron's thoughts, touched his chin and nodded slightly, "Now it's your turn."

Ron pulled the sleepy Douglas out of a corner.

Then in his sad eyesThe god took out the golden wool behind his ears and released the three crown-wearers who had been decomposed to varying degrees.

Looking at the suddenly brightening scenery, the mechanical warrior monk Timothyk, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, immediately sensed Graham's presence.

He brought up the Tank Spider and Blade Warrior whose consciousness templates were damaged and came to the third officiant, clasped his hands together and apologized:

"I'm so sorry."

"I failed to complete the mission of the Mother Goddess. I am willing to be punished after returning to the Eternal Federation."

"Don't be so harsh on yourself, my respectable compatriot," Graham also clasped his hands together, "One failure does not mean eternal failure. I believe that you will definitely become the most determined warrior of the Mother Goddess. This is your path."

Timothy sighed.

At this point, both parties have completed the exchange of prisoners, and both have achieved the results they wanted.

Taking one last look at Ron, as if trying to imprint his appearance into his mind, Graham waved the guide stick behind him and disappeared.

And without the converts blocking the way, each wizard ship also restored its flying force field. Under the control of its respective helmsman, it sailed towards the sky on the light wind element, and filed out along the broken electronic grid, eager to leave immediately.

Behind everyone, the all-devouring mouth of the abyss also dissipated with the withdrawal of the Mechanicum of Hell, leaving only a turbid black substance, like the residual poison of the abyss, polluting this originally peaceful land inch by inch.

Looking at the dead place without any free energy, Ron finally understood why the wizard's path and the abyss path were inextricably linked.

Just the pollution of this poisonous energy is enough to become a wizard's natural enemy.

At this time, a dreamlike pink halo flashed across Ron's eyes.

Before he could react, he suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar space.

Passionate pink hearts make up soft beds, pillows, quilts, and many animal dolls that look very girly at first glance.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman in cool gauze appeared out of thin air, landed on the big bed full of peach color, and rebounded slightly.

——What is going on?

Ron had a bad feeling.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Seeing him trembling slightly, Edith, who did not shy away at all, put her slender white legs on her legs and exhaled a sweet scent as she spoke:

"Weren't you very proactive just now?"

"You took the initiative to help me repair my prestige in front of those idiots. Could it be that I was worried that because my plan to ambush the Mechanicum of Hell failed, I would blame it on your body taking magic potion to escape, and I would be angry with you?"

"You're exaggerating," Ron forced himself to calm down and said with a normal expression, "I just want to complete the transaction with you and get the opportunity to browse the secondary database."

"Duplicity..."

Warm fingers gently caressed Ron's cheek. Edith looked at his facial features carefully at a distance far beyond normal social distance: "It's really enviable. Forsyth, that potion maniac who doesn't understand the charm, can actually have such a sensible and obedient child as his direct student. To be honest, I'm starting to feel a little envious."

——To be honest, is it too late for me to call someone? Help!!

Feeling those tender palms roaming around his face, Ron didn't dare to move.

And he also wanted to correct a mistake of the Love Witch - strictly speaking, he was not a formal student of Professor Forsyth.

After teasing the little boy who had just turned fifteen for a few minutes, Edith finally had enough of it. She crossed her arms and said:

"Don't worry, even if you don't help me, it won't affect our previous transactions. I have already given you the permission to use the secondary database. You can see the corresponding prompt after logging in to the magic network."

"Thank you for your gift."

Ron took advantage of the situation and bowed.

"You don't need to thank me. The permissions to use the database should have been used for you talented little wizards. It's just because some people have been clinging to the power and refused to let go, which has led to less and less permissions flowing out in recent years. Not to mention apprentices, it is difficult for even ordinary first-level wizards and second-level wizards to get it."

It turns out that this is the case, but why didn't a high-level wizard come out to change everything? In a situation like today, if a fourth-level wizard takes action, the outcome will definitely be reversed... Ron raised his doubts on the spot.

In response, Edith shook her head slightly.

She thought seriously about whether to tell Ron the real reason. Suddenly, she seemed to have a good idea, and she pulled Ron along and said excitedly:

"How about this? If you can successfully advance to a first-level wizard today, I will answer your question. But if you can't, how about you agree to a condition?"

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