The Wizarding Age

The days when the magic tide broke out were like a reminder, driving this huge machine filled with rust and rotten parts in the middle of the continent to start running slowly and creakingly.

It has to be said that the central part of the continent is indeed the most densely populated and resource-rich area in the entire wizarding world.

Although in the past tens of thousands of years, the central part of the continent has been in a state of fragmentation and separatism. However, the excellent innate genes allow it to have a core that can gather strength, and the vitality and strong vitality it will instantly glow will make everyone familiar with it feel secretly frightened.

The wizards of the association who once made trouble in the central part also withdrew to the east and began the arduous and long work of building towers around the Moyuan Valley.

If the large space crack in the middle of the continent is a fair lady, then the sealed crack in the Moyuan Valley is a mammoth elephant.

The size of the two sides is not at all of the same order of magnitude, and the headache this brings to the wizards of the association is even more incredible.

The association wizard responsible for building the tower in Moyuan Valley almost committed suicide!

If you want to cram more than five high-level witch towers into a small area of ​​nearly a hundred miles, you also need to prevent them from interfering with each other so that the elemental altar can work normally. This almost unreasonable request is simply an unsolvable problem, and it will drive the association manager responsible for this matter crazy.

You must know that the core component of a wizard tower is the elemental altar hidden deep inside. Relying on the elemental altar to continuously draw magical energy from the elemental world and the void of the plane can support the endless demand for elements of the wizard tower.

According to the past experience in the construction of wizard towers, the distance between the two elemental altars is close to a hundred miles. The disturbance of the elements that draw magical energy from each other will cause unpredictable energy resonance, thus affecting the stability of the surrounding void.

By that time, the five witch towers built in the Moyuan Valley are operating at the same time. I am afraid that the space interference caused by them will kill me before the enemy attacks.

But if multiple witch towers cannot be built, it means that when the demonic tide surges, there will only be one witch tower in the Moyuan Valley to support the elemental barrier for the wizards. Facing the terrifying star beast with rough skin and thick flesh, sharp magic attack, and amazing magic defense, this support is still too weak.

As a last resort, the Wizards Association could only find another way to set up an energy exchange pool underground somewhere a hundred miles away from the Moyuan Valley, using this foreign technology learned from the Arcane Empire to provide energy support for the frontline witch tower.

This would indeed prevent more witch towers from operating at full capacity due to interference with each other, but it would also leave a fatal flaw in the overall war layout.

It is conceivable that when the tide of magic breaks through the space rift and a large number of star beasts and strange monsters swarm in, it is the moment to test the courage of the wizards of the association!

If something unexpected happens to the energy exchange pool at that time...

To be honest, the senior management of the association simply could not imagine such a scene.

Even the most powerful Wizards Association has to be cautious and cautious when facing the demonic tide, and the other two major organizations dare not take it lightly.

Unexpectedly, the entire wizarding world suddenly became peaceful and quiet like never before.

All the wizard organizations are like ants building a nest, trying to protect their one-third-acre land tightly before the heavy rain comes, and it will be rain-proof. Although they did not publicize it to the outside world, their cautious and crazy tower-building behaviors still caused quite a stir in the mortal world.

Time flies by...

When eight years passed and the preparations of the wizards were coming to an end, the news of the coming demonic tide spread on a large scale in the mortal world.

And the people who spread the news turned out to be a group of lunatics.

Yes, just when the demonic tide was about to come, a group of crazy guys suddenly appeared in the major cities and small and medium-sized towns. Some of them claim to be prophets, and some claim that their great will is manifested in dreams, frantically announcing to people the coming of a terrible era.

At first, the rulers and nobles of the human kingdom scorned this and put them in prison one after another. But it's weird, the more people are imprisoned and killed, the more lunatics emerge.

In the end, even the top leaders of these human countries became doubtful and frightened.

With their skill and political sense, they quickly sensed that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction. Because when they secretly inquired from familiar wizards in private, the answers they received were so vague and confusing.

Compared with wizards, mortals' memories and fears of demonic tides have become extremely vague over the years, and they are even completely unknown. The legends and information about the demonic tide in the mortal world have been destroyed by wizards, so they have no way of knowing how to deal with the coming crisis.

There is no fool who can become the ruling class of the human country. From the moment they smell the dangerous atmosphere, they start a different kind of 'escape'.

No one knows where it will be a pure land or where it will become a terrifying battlefield, but there is nothing wrong with relying on the strong. Therefore, a large number of nobles secretly sent their direct blood descendants or outstanding descendants of their families to high towers where wizards were stationed.

After all, in their hearts, the Wizard Tower is a symbol of absolute power and the last stronghold that will never fall!

The family can suffer setbacks and the territory can be lost, but as long as the 'roots' remain, there is hope for everything.

The last two years passed quickly...

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Northland, Tower of Destiny.

Two witches, one old and one young, stood silently in the center of the astrology hall, looking up at the dark and deep night sky.

There, in the deepest part of the sea of ​​magic, waves of strange energy fluctuations were stirring the starry sky and washing away the stars. The stars were shining and burning, emitting thousands of times more brilliant light than usual, illuminating the entire night sky.

These lights are intertwined and intertwined with each other, as if an unprecedented fight is taking place.

The stars exhausted their starlight power, and finally became much dimmer and obscure. Some stars even swayed and fell, cutting through the star field and disappearing into the depths of darkness.

Suddenly, the bright starry sky, which was as beautiful as before, turned out to be so majestic and brilliant!

"The demon tide has begun!"

Alice looked up at the starry sky, her ivory-like crystal clear face looked so charming and beautiful under the starlight, and her star-like water-cut pupils directly reflected the movements of the sun, moon and stars.

Although I had long expected and prepared for this scene, I saw that the deepest shadow in the night was still expanding, swallowing up the entire starry sky bit by bit. Even with Alice's calmness and tranquility, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Teacher..." Standing quietly behind Alice, Lucia, a beautiful girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, showed a melancholy and confused look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked: "This demonic tide Is the outbreak related to the Arcane Empire?"

After studying with Alice for so long, as a second-level astrologer and first-level arcanist, Lucia can naturally detect something from the dramatic changes in starlight in the starry sky.

"Since you have noticed it, you shouldn't ask. You can only find all the answers yourself! Remember, as an astrologer who has dedicated himself to fate, fate will always be with you. And what you need to do is, Just open your mind and really accept it!”

Having said this, Alice turned around, looked at Lucia quietly, and sighed with doting on her face: "Are you still unwilling to dedicate yourself to your destiny?"

"My life and soul belong to the arcane! Apart from the arcane, I will never dedicate myself to a second person..." Lucia is still so determined.

Alice sighed quietly: "If you accept fate, fate will be your weapon, your life, and everything to you! But if you reject fate, it will be your biggest burden! You have to think about it... …”

A bright smile appeared on Lucia's face, and she said loudly: "I have already thought about it from the moment I was resurrected on the first day. Everything about me belongs to arcana and I can no longer dedicate it to others!"

Alice sighed quietly again, no longer entangled in this problem, turned around and continued to look up at the stars. She knew that at this moment, there were countless powerful people from countless planes looking up at the same starry sky.

And their hearts are probably as filled with emotions as themselves!

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Silver Alliance.

The crisp and melodious bells echoed in the Sky City.

Countless alliance wizards in silver robes rushed out of their residences and laboratories, occupying all rooftops and terraces, quietly looking up at the brightly burning starry sky. They were all silently reciting that terrible word full of magic and awe.

Demonic tide...

After ten years of waiting and preparation, the expected demonic tide finally began to erupt!

The obelisk that stood tall against the sky, with its base buried in the Golden Stone Square, and its top submerged in a powerful and strange void vortex, also shone brightly at the same moment.

Rows and columns of mysterious and mysterious magic runes on the stele lit up one after another, forming gorgeous and beautiful rune light strips floating over the Golden Stone Square.

This is a forbidden area of ​​the Silver Alliance, and even those fourth-level councilors cannot step foot here without permission.

However, at the moment when the violent demonic tide broke out and the obelisk began to glow with induction, two light gates lit up in the square at the same time, and two people wearing pointed hats, old witch robes, and holding witch weapons emerged from them. Elder wizard with a staff.

Stepping out of the light door, they saw each other.

The old man on the left was the first to caress his chest and say in a solemn voice: "Welcome back, Mr. Douglas..."

The latter carefully glanced at the other party's snow-white beard and hair and the old-fashioned tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose. He couldn't help but shook his head and said: "I knew you would be here. When encountering such a big event, you, who is in charge of the Prophet's Tower, The guy will definitely show up. Tell me, why are you stopping me here?"

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