My summons are weird

The northern border of Solon, Anling City.

The northern border towns lost contact one after another, and there was no news from fifteen cities in a day. It was not only the emperor Divic who was shocked, but also many city-states in the northern border that were divided by the Solon Empire.

The [Third Falcon Legion] from the central region was urgently mobilized on the night when the abnormality appeared. Before the army of tens of thousands of people was assembled, the major city-states in the northern border received the message of "be vigilant and beware of enemy attacks".

However, the paradox is that no one in the city-states where the magic messengers in the north are still normal knows who the enemy is, and the third Falcon Legion, which is about to come to rescue, has no idea from top to bottom, and the orders they received are also ambiguous.

The huge and powerful Solon Empire, whose information gathering ability is second only to the Theocracy, seems to have lost its effect at this moment. The fifteen fallen cities are like the mouth of a monster's abyss. Nothing out.

An Ling was very close to Taro Rong, who had completely lost contact with him. Lord An Ling immediately recalled all the citizens to the city when he noticed something was wrong—he was far more sober than the nobles in the royal city of Rodmere in the northern border...

Even if the vigilantes who have been fighting for years are suddenly united, they cannot create such a huge area of ​​information obscuration... What exactly is occupying the city over there?

The adventurers were recruited, and the craftsmen's weapons were unconditionally distributed to the warriors under the pressure of Lord Anling—if this was a misunderstanding, he might not have to pay an extra silver coin... What if it was a misunderstanding?

The magicians gathered on the city wall released the magic messenger together, and the birds of various shapes went straight to the sky.

In addition to delivering messages, magic couriers can also serve as their eyes within a certain range. Since all couriers in Anling City have been recalled, they have to use this method to confirm the situation around them all the time, and keep urging the first one who is still on the way Three Falcon Legion support.

Falcons soaring above the sky looked down at the snow-capped land, and the black spots squeezed into the field of vision in the distance quickly attracted the attention of the magicians.

"Have your messengers seen it... the black spot... no, something with wings... the direction of the west city!"

"Confirm the black spots... there are dozens of them. My messenger is far away. Who is manipulating the bat messenger? Please confirm."

The master of the Bat Messenger controlled him to fly forward for a certain distance: "This seems to be the harpies near the ridge of Rage."

"The group of bird people who have a deep trade connection with Xingjin City?" A magician subconsciously said the title that would make the harpies unhappy.

"It looks so. Could it be that they escaped from Xingjin City? I happened to ask them about Xingjin City..."

The vision of the magician controlling the bat messenger suddenly blurred, and the bat messenger acting as his eyes also blurred and disappeared.

A magician noticed the abnormality, and quickly reminded: "It's not quite right, the bat disappeared... the falcon also disappeared!"

"Enemy attack?"

"Warning, warning!"

The bell rang, and the magicians and warriors in Anling City started to move, rushing towards the nearest city wall.

Lord An Ling came to the city wall immediately. He frowned as he watched the Harpy approaching An Ling City at a constant speed.

They have already sounded the warning bell. If the harpy really came with the purpose of seizing the city, then they should retreat if the surprise attack fails, or speed up with a flustered expression, but their expressions...

Dozens of harpies looked numb, their eyes were empty, and they flapped their huge wings mechanically.

"Make them stop!"

Two fourth-tier magicians took off towards the harpies in the wind, but before they got close, their thoughts instantly became heavy, and the thoughts flashing through their minds were sticky and muddy.

"You...stop..."

After instinctively yelling a word, the two who looked directly into the Harpy's eyes suddenly held their heads and screamed loudly, their bodies trembling violently.

The hearts of all the people on the city wall were beating wildly, and a strong sense of nausea hit them, and many strange images suddenly appeared in their minds.

The closer the harpy got, the more real those blurred images became.

Lord An Ling collapsed on the ground, pointing at the empty place in horror, backed up with hands and feet: "No...you are already dead...don't, I don't want to look at your face...I didn't do it!"

The shrill and terrifying voice began to reverberate, and the rationality collapsed one after another.

The warriors took off their armor, discarded their weapons, and ran across the crowd, naked, laughing.

The dull magician waved his staff again and again, but no magic was ever triggered.

The civilians who poked their heads out of the houses wanted to know what happened, but after seeing the crazy crowd, they either knelt down and cried, or laughed wildly, all of them looked like crazy monsters.

The image projected in the palace is interrupted.

The mages headed by the Royal School of Magic of the Solon Empire, the warriors of the Royal Knights, and the representatives representing the various factions of Solon trembled all over. Not a wave of age, but at this moment, horror appeared on everyone's face.

"Impossible... how is it possible, this is fake, they were just being killed by elves... no, sea monsters... it could be something else, anyway, the other party can create illusions on a large scale!"

Divik, who was sitting on the throne, raised his forehead and said nothing.

The black owl gave a heavy blow to those who held the same view and kept echoing it: "Unfortunately, several of our black owl companions also felt something not so good when they killed a harpy."

"When we arrived at Vinal City, Anling City had already fallen. The image was brought out by a fifth-level magician desperately. After being infected, he threw the photo scroll to the city, and realized that he was facing something that he shouldn't face. In order not to let the infection spread, he chose to commit suicide."

Seeing that there are still people who have illusions and intend to refute, the black owl who spoke increased his tone with a smile: "The city of Vinal is already fighting against the impregnation, and the situation is in a precarious situation. Illusion masters who can corrupt the elite of the empire, maybe you should go to the city of Venal to experience it for yourself... if the city of Venal can still be held."

The head of the black owl, who was hidden in the dark, silently took in everyone's performance, and then sighed heavily.

He didn't continue to listen, but chose to leave the palace secretly. Being in the snow, his heart became more and more desolate.

After Melias fell, the huge body was eaten by Solon, Sligo, and Kordzon. As Solon, who directly destroyed the capital city of the giant owl, took over a large number of Melias' books and captured some Emperor's clerk.

The head of the black owl clearly remembered that the last emperor and nobles of Melias had the same reaction as some people just now after hearing that the northern border towns had been infected and fallen one after another.

However, no one in Melias had been impregnated before, while Solon had.

Solon today is so similar to Melias yesterday.

A dull chest pain struck, and the head of the black owl subconsciously covered it there. After panting heavily, sweating profusely, he once again recalled the person he saw in the dense forest of Chivita that day.

The last snow monster, the continuation of the will of Melias' giant owl.

Several black owls besieged and slaughtered him, arousing his true strength, and the eighth-level magician was rare in Meera.

In the past, the giant owl collapsed, and the snow monsters followed one after another, fighting against the infection with their flesh and blood. Their absolute loyalty and unyielding will gave the giant owl, which was almost dead, a little respite. They guard.

"It's like fate... Do we have to be like them?"

The head of the black owl left the palace complex with a wry smile. As an extension of Solon's will, they must eradicate the things that shake the empire.

Even if the other party is impregnated.

Overnight, the Theocracy, Sligo, and Cordzone all received messages from the name of Solon Emperor Divek.

"In the northern border of the Solon Empire, the impregnated spirit reappears."

Sligo, who was adjacent to Solon, quickly received the message. Noel XIII, who was discussing the structure of the human body in detail with several painters on the bed, calmly accepted the silent man in black robes appearing silently at the head of the bed.

Listening to the other party narrating in a female voice with a voice that is far flatter than one of the painters' broad "hearts", the sweaty Noel stood up calmly, ignoring the silent one, and took a sip from the crystal cup tea.

Noel's constantly moving Adam's apple stopped suddenly, and the wind whirled in from outside the spacious and spacious bedroom, bringing a touch of coolness to this palace where the magic power of the fire attribute was so strong that streaking was no problem.

Noel turned his head stiffly, staring straight at the Silent Man hidden under the black robe and black mask.

"Dip, dye, it, spirit?" Noel's pitch of each word was higher than the last one, and finally the pitch became thinner, as if someone had strangled his throat, and he uttered the talents of a castrated slave A strange tune called out.

"If you don't feel cold, I can release the image for you now," said the Silent One.

Noel reached out to stop her, glanced back at the painters on the bed, then clapped his hands, and several personal guards appeared upon hearing the sound.

"Take them to a quiet place and rest for a while." Noel glanced at the Silent and ordered, "Send a Silent to watch over them. I hope that no one will know what they said for the time being."

The painters who didn't know the situation were terrified, and they hurriedly begged Noel shyly, and one of them rushed forward, trying to get a license in the way of coquettishness in the past.

Noel raised his arms without hesitation, letting the graceful body fall straight to the ground.

"Take it away!" Noel yelled.

The guards wrapped the painters in quilts, gagged their mouths with cloth, and left the bedroom in a hurry.

After only two people remained, the Silent One broadcast the rubbings of the photo scroll sent by Solon.

Noel sat slumped on the edge of the bed, his eyes couldn't find a focus, and he stood up hastily after a long time.

"Notify the Inquisition, the Noble Senate, the Mage Tower, the Colosseum, the Potions Academy and...that...that..."

"You want to say, Yanwu round table?" The Silent reminded.

"Yes, let them all see, see clearly... In short, see clearly!" Noel was in a state of disarray, pacing constantly.

Suddenly, he roared: "Come back!"

The Silent One quickly returned to the bedroom.

"Don't get me wrong, those painters provide daily necessities as usual, and their appearance must not be compromised."

The Silent Ones were really silent, but they were all used to the emperor Noel, so they nodded.

"No, come back!"

The Silent returned again, and she asked, "You changed your mind, we will make their death less painful."

Noel's eyes were unusually bright, and his tone was serious: "Solon only informed us, as well as Cordzon and the Theocracy?"

"So far, yes."

"Divic deserves to be used by the giant dragon to grind his teeth, and the waste that was sucked dry by the tree spirit to give back to the mother of the earth! His father is ten thousand times stronger than him, no, one hundred thousand times!"

The Silent waited for Noel to finish his childish remarks.

"Notify the various tribes around Sligo... let them know about the impregnated spirit, and quickly notify the Theocracy, let them also speak out with us, we must convince those fools as quickly as possible that this is not a joke!"

The Silent Man left in a hurry, while Noel walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the bedroom, picked up a long gun, took a deep breath, and smashed the dummy behind him with one shot.

"Diweik, are you too arrogant, or are you trying to reproduce the tricks of the human race who took chestnuts out of fire!"

"..."

"Sooner or later, you will know, let them go... Where are you, the Silent Ones?"

The new Pope Antonio of the Holy Church of Yinfeng confirmed the authenticity of the information to Solon immediately, and the picture of Anling City being infiltrated followed. After seeing the scene full of distortion, filth and madness, Guanghui Academy shuddered .

Antonio suddenly remembered what Laurende said before he died.

"Great turmoil..."

Antonio, who was chewing those words, was startled.

Everyone in the Academy of Glory stood up when they learned of Laurent's prophecy before his death. They couldn't care less about their image and asked for details urgently.

However, Antonio had a bitter expression on his face: "Pope Laurent just asked me to prepare for the upcoming turmoil, and he didn't inform me of the details."

Archbishop David of the Executive Court was thoughtful, and he looked around at the other bishops and priests: "For a while, I could often hear some small whispers, and when I talked to Pope Laurent, he told me that he could hear them too. "

"Afterwards, Pope Laurent was critically ill many times, and after surviving through hardships, he described the scene of coma with Sera and me, but as time went by, he became more and more unwilling to share... Could it be the order of the God of Radiance?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Among the high-level members of the Academy of Radiance, there are not a few people who know that the God of Radiance is just a fantasy thing created. They pretend to be pious, and choose to be in awe because of Laurende, but with the death of Laurende, the believer's coat Also starting to fade.

Now, the "prophecy" that Antonio learned, David's words made everyone have a strong curiosity about the actions of Laurent in the last time.

What exactly did Laurent see in the coma that left Antonio with such an accurate prophecy?

The wavering devotion suddenly became firm due to fear, and they looked up at the statue of Lord Yinfeng behind them, swallowing involuntarily.