The Immortals Of The Wizarding World

Chapter 210 Return, breakthrough

one day later.

Iris Camp.

Eli and his group return.

"My lord, you are back." Before entering the camp, Katerina had already greeted her.

"What happened recently?" Eli rolled his eyes and asked curiously, Katerina was usually very calm.

"My lord, in two years, the situation in the central region has completely changed. Now the Bloodline Tower is struggling under the suppression of the shadow monitor lizard, and because of the Hesso Tower, not only them, our hidden forces in the central region have also been greatly affected. It has a big impact, and several branches have been uprooted." Katerina didn't expect Eli to leave for so long, talking about the recent situation.

"Yeah, I see." Eli nodded.

With two third-ring wizards, it is normal to suppress the Bloodline Tower head-on. It may even happen that the Bloodline Tower disappears completely in a few years, but now he doesn't care about it. As long as he breaks through the third-ring wizard, The situation will be completely different.

Oh!

Katerina was stunned, it was too peaceful.

"Katerina, prepare the materials, that is, the ones I asked you to collect before, take them all out, don't keep any." Eli said to the stunned Trina.

The two were walking, and Katerina was stunned when she heard this.

Material?

Lord Roland had indeed asked them to collect materials before, and as Eli's subordinate, he knew exactly what Eli's purpose was, which was to break through the level of the third ring.

Is the adult going to break through?

Katerina looked shocked, it was the third ring!

It's not easy for the warlocks of the third ring to break through, not to mention that many resources are hard to find now, and they are still on the west coast where resources are relatively poor.

The third ring is a rare existence on the west coast, and it is also the highest level.

If my lord breaks through the third ring, it might change the status quo.

"Alright, alright my lord, I'm going to prepare now." Katerina trembled a little while speaking, and left quickly with excitement.

She and Eli are one. When Eli honors them, they honor them. When Eli loses them, they lose.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

Half a day later, Eli took the materials here and left the Iris camp and headed for the White Tower.

Not all of his resources are collected by Iris. In fact, most of them are still in the White Tower, and some are in the House of the Dead north of the White Tower.

...

Set foot on the way back to the White Tower.

Along the way, Eli saw many warlocks with strange bloodlines. When he asked, they were all warlocks who left because of the war between the Bloodline Tower and Hessota. Among them, there were even warlock families and second-ring warlock forces.

As for their purpose is to take refuge, most of them have no plan to join the White Tower. In fact, most of the warlocks are not idiots. After all, the situation is so clear, and the outcome of Black Shota's victory seems to be doomed.

The contradiction between the White Tower and the Black Tower is also well known to many people. Everyone understands that after the Bloodline Tower is destroyed, the next high probability will be the White Tower, so naturally they will not join the White Tower.

"I don't know what happened to the White Tower." Eli shook his head and continued to set off.

A day later, Eli returned to the White Tower.

As soon as he returned to the outer periphery of the White Tower, Eli saw a large number of warlocks gathered. At the entrance, dozens of warlocks gathered together. A second-ring warlock stood at the front with a big bag on his body. Behind him were two The second ring, many first rings, all carry a lot of things, like fleeing for refuge.

In front of them was another human wall, but it was the guards of the White Tower. Among them was an old warlock with the limit of the second ring guarding the front. It was Rawls who had entered the late stage of his age.

The two sides seem to be confronting each other, it should be what happened in Baitana.

"No, none of you can go out today." Rawls exuded the aura of the limit of the second ring, looking at the group of warlocks in front of him, especially one of the new members of the White Tower at the front.

"Vice Speaker, everyone can see that the Bloodline Tower can't last for a few years, and our White Tower will be next." The warlock of the second ring has triangular eyes, and at this time he looked at Rawls with a stern look.

"Hmph, you left with so many warlocks without the speaker's order. You're going too far." Rawls just shook his head firmly, thinking that today's matter would be difficult.

The second-ring warlock gritted his teeth and looked at Rawls angrily.

I don't know who informed Rawls, otherwise they should have rushed out smoothly.

"Rawls, today we are set to go, you are old, we run at the same time, can you stop it?" the second-ring warlock said harshly.

"You..." Rawls felt his blood surge. If he was young, he would have said nothing, but today there are not many people in the White Tower because of one incident.

"You just say whether you will let us go or not!" Warlock stepped forward again, staring at Rawls, with the aura of the late stage of the second ring on his body.

Rawls trembled, as if preparing to rush out to fight.

"Let's go!" Suddenly, a hand was placed on Rawls' shoulder.

Rawls was taken aback for a moment, he turned his head away, his eyes slowly revealed a look of shock, and said in surprise, "Herman, you're back!"

"Yeah." Eli nodded, and looked at the people in front of him calmly. He almost understood what happened in the crowd just now.

It's nothing more than a small thing.

Herman!

Rawls looked shocked, let alone the others, they all looked at Eli when they heard the name, confirming that this face was the one from the Black Tower.

"Really, damn it, why did he come back?" On the other side, the warlock of the second ring looked at Eli with a terrified expression.

Although the outside world may not know it clearly, but he watched Eli take out eight human flesh of the limit of the second ring decades ago, and he will never forget that shocking scene.

But isn't this guy out?

Why did you come back suddenly!

He looked at Eli who was smiling, and felt his whole body tremble.

"Big, my lord!" He stammered, he really couldn't be tough in front of Herman.

Eli just glanced at him, looked at Rolls, and joked:

"If it was hundreds of years ago, you would definitely have rushed straight up. You are old!"

The corner of Rawls's mouth twitched, he looked at Eli and said, "Heh, you are older than me. If it weren't for the mediocre life span of my blood, you would definitely die earlier than me."

"Hahaha." Eli smiled, but also a little sad, Rawls is dying too!

"Hahaha!" Rawls looked at Eli and laughed, and then laughed too.

As for the warlocks on the opposite side, they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Let's go. I'll get back some materials when I come back this time, and I may need some more. Hurry up and organize a parliament." Eli directly pulled Rawls away.

"Then these people!" Rawls staggered and was dragged away by Eli.

He just wanted to ask how to deal with those people, when he suddenly heard a howling sound, turned his head to look, at this time there was a large shadow on the ground, and countless tentacles stretched out, pulling the warlocks into the shadow, although the warlocks were struggling desperately, It is of no use at all.

"It's strong again!" Seeing this scene, Rawls gasped.

The other warlocks were also shocked, and news of Herman's return soon spread throughout the camp.

On the other side, Eli also discovered that Ross and the others were not there at this time, and then he found out that they were going to participate in a meeting about the Tower of Blood.

Eli didn't care about them, and asked Rawls to help collect all the resources needed, and then left here again a day later.

The basic promotion materials have been collected, and the next step is to go to the House of the Dead.

...

three days later.

Eli came to the site of the House of the Dead, which is located in the northern part of the White Tower near the middle, outside a forest.

"Forest of Despair!" Eli stood on a high slope and looked towards the area in front of him.

The eyes are all big trees, but compared to ordinary trees, these trees are all pitch black, with white patterns on the trunks, like grimaces, and the branches stretch out like devil's claws, not that big trees are like this , but the result of long-term contamination with the breath of the undead.

That's right, this is the site of the House of the Undead. Although it is still a few hundred meters away, Eli can still hear the meaningless ravings of a large number of undead in the woods, and can see their figures.

The forest in front of him has already been drained of vitality, it is a dead forest.

With just a glance, Eli took out a bone token from the secret realm, and strode inside.

As soon as he stepped into the forest, dozens of undead flew towards him immediately, but after sensing the token, they left one after another, because there was Nicholas' breath on it, which was reserved by Eli before.

Walking in this forest of death, the ground is pale, and the bones are white, so Eli is almost stepping on the bones. These are the corpses of the undead before transformation.

It has a lot to do with Eli. Releasing Nikolai at the beginning actually meant that many lives would die. Eli knew it well, but he did it anyway. The reason is very simple, because he needed Nikolai to collect soul crystals for him.

Cruel as it may have been, Eli has no regrets.

Most of the corpses here are monsters and warlocks. Stepping into the supernatural means having the courage to face death. This is just their bad luck.

This is the law of survival in the wizarding world, or the law of survival in the endless world, the law of the jungle.

Just like warlocks still hunt wizards, the reason is actually the same.

Stepping on the bones, Eli came all the way to the center of the forest.

In the central area of ​​the forest, a huge bone altar stands in the center, with a height of seven or eight meters and an area of ​​nearly two hundred square meters. The whole body is made of bones, and the fire of the dead is burning all around.

This is the promotion altar that Eli prepared for himself.

He will finish the cut here.

(end of this chapter)