A strange world

Chapter 497 Chapter 154. Deus ex machina

Liberty City turned into a construction site again.

Workers were busy cutting down trees and transporting them back to build houses. It seems as if there is no army pressing down on the border from the north.

Because Liberty City will usher in a wave of residents - even if only half of the civilians in the north are rescued, Liberty City will jump from a larger town to a small city with a population of 20,000.

The current Liberty City can accommodate up to 10,000 people, and the rest are either crowded together or sleeping on the streets.

Annan's confidence infected Girardi, and thinking that Annan was the only person he could trust, the real Grand Duke sold the ring left to him by his grandfather and gave it to Annan in exchange for one hundred gold coins.

Annan was not short of the money, but he was reluctant to give it back, so he gave Girardi three houses in a commercial street as a return gift.

There will be more than just these shopping mall stores in the future, and there aren’t many stores in Liberty City right now, so it’s a win-win situation.

Annan did not tell Girardi about the operation, and most people did not know about it. Even the Musketeers only learned about it 30 minutes before the operation.

As night fell, elite soldiers lined up grimly in front of the square.

The blue dragon glides silently over the camp. When magical fireworks suddenly rose in the distant Liberty City, Ilimayas suddenly converged her dragon wings, turned into a shadow and swooped down, falling heavily to the ground.

The strong wind and loud noise woke up the surrounding civilians. They saw four gorgeous portals opening in a daze, and the steady and powerful footsteps followed the elite soldiers stepping out of the portal.

Then another portal opened, and Dean Annan and Blehim appeared in the camp.

"We are here to rescue your Liberty City soldiers! Food and accommodation have been arranged for you on the other side of the portal!"

The soldiers yelled, ignoring the civilians around them, and stood up to resist horses two hundred yards away from the portal. The soldiers who arrived later launched the magic cannon and set up the dark muzzle.

Returning to the night sky, Ilimayas saw a crowd as small as ants gathering towards the portal, while the cavalry in the distance began to form formations.

On the third minute when the portal arrived, a cavalry of about three to four hundred people gathered together, shaking like a violent storm, forming a dark arrow and rushing towards the musketeers in formation.

When they were nearly three hundred yards away, the musketeers who were part-time artillerymen ignited the magic cannon. The shortened lead was like a countdown. After a brief silence, the magic artillery let out its first cry on the battlefield after coming to this world——

A deafening explosion instantly spread throughout the battlefield. A cavalryman on the flank of the galloping cavalry seemed to have been hit hard by a giant's hammer. He flew backwards and knocked down the two knights behind him, and was submerged in the charging horses.

Ten launches killed and injured about twenty knights. But compared to the power of the magic artillery, their roar caused the horses that had never experienced it to panic, and the cavalry formation began to become disordered.

The mage accompanying the team cast spells at this moment to calm the frightened horses, and then Ilimoyas descended from the sky and unleashed the power of the dragon.

In ancient legends, giant dragons usually seize human kingdoms and castles, and soldiers are helpless and can only wait for warriors. This is true. Dragons have a natural coercion on all creatures, and non-professionals can hardly resist dragons. Power.

Even if the dragon stayed on the ground, a thousand elite knights could not harm it.

The war horses that fell into chaos began to run around, throwing away their masters, or rushing forward irrationally, and were easily harvested by the arrayed musketeers.

The night cast a layer of protection over Ilimoyas, and the mages who could not find the blue dragon realized that the soldiers who were really harvesting the knights' lives were the soldiers using weird magic weapons, and began to cast spells to attack the musketeers.

Of course, Annan would not sit back and watch his soldiers suffer damage. He tilted his head and said, "Dean, the civilians have not been evacuated yet. I need your help."

Annan designed him to take action...but Dean Breshim didn't like this.

The surging magic tide began to surge, and the brilliance of the forbidden magic halo instantly enveloped the entire camp.

Before Annan had time to be happy, the space in front of him suddenly became distorted, like a huge picture scroll swaying in a storm. Annan, who was caught off guard, and the thoughtful Dean Breshim were swept into the storm.

The world faded into a shadowy darkness, while the surrounding contours fell into stillness like sculptures.

Annan had no time to pay attention to the almost static outside world and stared at the only three gray-robed mage with color in front of him.

"Hello, Lord of Liberty City, Dean of Solz Magic Academy." The nameless gray-robed mage's eyes fell on Annan. "Can we talk?"

Annan did not answer, but looked at the dean.

"This is the world of nothingness...the mage's place of contemplation. He will not hurt you." Dean Blehim said.

"Who are you?" Annan asked.

"Dar Frank, President of the Principality Mage Association."

"Mad Dog Archduke's... subordinates?" Annan frowned.

"I'm just the guide leading him to death..."

Annan realized that Mad Dog Archduke's "right-hand man" seemed to have hidden secrets.

"You mean, you want him to die?"

The gray-robed mage did not answer, but threw a crystal over.

Annan hid behind the dean, and dean Breshim caught the spar: "A spar of a cursed soul... I can feel that this curse is connected to a noble being."

"Gilles Montabourlock," the gray-robed mage said, "the curse produced by releasing the crystal will kill him instantly."

Annan popped up from behind the dean: "Why don't you do it yourself?"

"It is like a river, constantly flowing forward... In this river called time, each of us is a traveler, and our lives are drifting in this river... Our destiny is closely related to it..."

Annan couldn't understand it more and more, and then realized that the gray-robed mage was the prophecy mage that Alice said "prophecy mages are always crazy".

"Are you saying that if you use it to kill the Mad Dog Archduke, you will have to bear the consequences, and you don't dare to bear the consequences?"

"If that makes it easier for you to understand, yes."

"Why don't you ask for Girardi?"

Who better to face the consequences than Girardi? He was usurped by the Mad Dog Archduke and driven out of his own principality, a perfect innocent victim.

"You are the perfect candidate."

Annan joked that the gray-robed wizard did not understand politics, and the gray-robed wizard joked that Annan did not understand the Montabourlock family.

"I must find someone who is not from the Montabourlock family." The gray-robed mage's eyes became dark, "Because of their bloodline..."

Annan thus learned some secrets of the principality.

At present, the views of the nobles of the principality on the Mad Dog Grand Duke are mainly divided into two groups: radicals and conservatives. The radicals believed that the Mad Dog Archbishop would destroy the principality, while the conservatives believed that the radicals' statement was too conservative.