Emperor of Arcane

The red glow penetrates the mist and outlines the colorful light.

The wind blew slightly, and the translucency dispersed.

Only a faint mist is left, feeling sad alone.

The soldiers on patrol looked out of the mist eagerly.

The expected figure still hasn’t appeared yet.

They glanced at the howling murlocs in boredom, unable to do anything to these guys.

At this moment, a deafening roar came from above.

Listening to this familiar voice, the soldiers had expressions of surprise on their faces and shouted:

"It's Master Yaya!"

"The lord must have sent someone here."

"Tch, Mayor Field said it this morning, but you still didn't believe it. Now you know you were wrong, right?"

"Hehe, we sent someone here. Finally, someone helps us deal with these fishmen."

"You can't say that. Get ready to fight quickly. We still have to open the door to respond."

"..."

There was a dull sound breaking through the air, and the silver-white figure of Yaya fell down lightly, stood on the wall, raised his head and roared.

The fish people who did not have high-level fishmen sitting around felt the terror of Long Wei, and they all collapsed to the ground in embarrassment, and then fled in all directions, leaving only footprints in the soft mud.

Yaya, who felt that it was not interesting, flapped his wings and flew into the sky again under the admiring eyes of the soldiers.

After a while, a clear and long cry came from the distance.

The mayor of Field Village at the top of the camp also signaled for the horn sound to be sounded, with a slight nervousness on his face.

The murloc camp located in the swamp has attracted attacks from thousands of murlocs. Will Bay Town, located on the banks of the Silver Moon River, encounter greater danger?

Fortunately, there are people from Bay Town, which means there should be no danger.

Half an hour later.

Mayor Field heard Beelzebub say.

Bay Town was attacked by tens of thousands of murlocs, and under the leadership of the Lord, when they were easily eliminated, he couldn't help but express his heartfelt admiration:

"Fortunately, the lord is here, otherwise we would be in trouble!"

Recalling the pain of being attacked by "Psychic Storm", Beelzebub subconsciously touched his head, nodded in agreement and said:

"That's right. If the lord hadn't had the foresight to build the city wall at a great cost, the town would have suffered huge losses."

If Beelzebub hadn't mentioned this, Mayor Field had not yet reacted. After sighing with admiration, he asked curiously:

"The lord sent the arcanist back to the fishman camp. What is the purpose of this?"

Before Beelzebub could answer, Matthew, who was walking slowly, had already said loudly:

"Calling everyone in the camp, everyone should know the Lord's order."

"Knight Angela, it's up to you to read the Lord's order next!"

With a slight shock in his heart, Mayor Field was deeply in awe of the arcanist who suddenly came to his territory.

Not only because of his strength, but also because of his mystery!

Endless "Fireball Techniques"!

The speed to release various spells with just a wave of your hand!

An unpredictable and powerful momentum!

This made Mayor Field very curious.

Angela next to her nodded, and would do her best to cooperate with the Lord's arrangement of hiding "her" identity.

After everyone including the construction team arrived, Angela shouted in a clear voice:

"According to the Lord's information, a large underground ruins have been discovered in the area where the fishman camp is located."

"In the coming time, many adventurers will come to explore this underground ruins."

"The role of our fishman camp is to provide convenience for these adventurers and help them better explore the ruins."

"Of course, during this period, we must maintain order and ensure that the Lord's will and decrees are effectively implemented."

"Our first mission is to build the murloc camp into a murloc castle as quickly as possible!"

Angela's clear voice spread throughout the camp, which surprised all the soldiers and construction personnel.

It turns out that when the lord sent them here, he not only asked them to come here to watch, but also gave them a more important task.

Seeing that there was no resistance among everyone, Angela continued in one breath:

"Everyone's hard work will deserve better rewards."

"Each soldier will receive a daily subsidy of 2 silver coins, and construction personnel will receive a daily subsidy of 1 silver coin."

As soon as these words came out, the big guy, who was already in a high mood, suddenly became even more eager.

The lord has indeed not forgotten them!

It's getting dark.

The construction workers did not take a break either. They were seizing the last moment to conduct data measurements.

They want to make further modifications and adjustments to the architectural plan.

The soldiers rotated and rested, naturally to ensure their physical strength and combat effectiveness to the greatest extent.

Angela led the team to patrol the camp, checking and filling possible gaps in the defense.

Matthew, who had been busy in the laboratory for a day, also sent his consciousness over, ready to relax and explore the approximate location of the ruins.

After all, the sooner the ruins are discovered, the faster his money-making and development plans can proceed.

"Hululu" Yaya, who had been sleeping for a long time, also cheered up and was ready to start the adventure.

This little guy likes to control phantom clones more and more to fight and take risks.

After basically confirming the situation in the camp and confirming that most of the work was progressing steadily, the processing authority was handed over to Angela.

Under her curious gaze, Matthew climbed onto Yaya's slightly enlarged back and flew into the air together.

Looking at the backs of them leaving, Angela took a deep breath and started training, preparing to make up for the shortcomings she missed on the road today.

Although he had many flying experiences, Matthew still had to sigh with emotion at this more realistic feeling in front of him:

"Sure enough, only games pay attention to balance and comprehensiveness. There are too many factors to consider when flying in the real world."

The howling wind blows, the temperature decreases as you fly upwards, and the field of vision narrows as you fly faster.

After Matthew experienced it himself, he concluded that if the strength is not enough, it is better to try less flying in the end.

The higher you fly, the harder you fall!

After adding a mana shield to himself and carefully adjusting the sensitivity, Matthew withstood the strong wind and turned his attention to the misty swamp below.

It is no exaggeration to say that nothing can be seen below!

Matthew simply closed his eyes and began to exercise his perception.

Being idle is also idle!

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