Transcendent Dawn

The imperial capital, the suburbs, the floating city.

The jeweled golden goblet tumbled to the ground.

The two legendary warriors hidden behind Justinian rushed out like beasts, and rushed towards Ilya and Taklau.

The next moment, the two bodies were torn apart, blood spattering.

"So easy? Something is wrong!"

The grand banquet came to an abrupt end, but Justinian suddenly felt a chill hit his heart.

"The emperor murdered the mentor?"

Below, many magicians were in an uproar.

Seeing this scene, Justinian also understood that the arrow was on the string, and waved his hand.

A large number of superstring fighters rushed in and began cleaning.

Magicians are good at using all kinds of magic to target the enemy after opening the distance, but close combat is not their strong point, and they will suffer heavy casualties in an instant.

"Justinian!"

But at this moment, the dome of the main hall was lifted, and two figures emerged, which were Ilya and Taklau.

What was torn apart by the legendary warrior before was nothing but a flesh and blood puppet.

The two magisters were suspended in the air, and their voices were loud: "You violated our agreement and started the war!"

boom!

A figure appeared in front of them, it was one of the legendary warriors, and it fell with a punch.

The phantoms of the two burst like soap bubbles.

Magicians never engage in close combat with warriors!

What followed was a dark green ray.

—A finger of death!

How terrifying is the magister's magic, plus the bonus of the magic net?

Almost in an instant, a bloody hole opened in the chest of this legendary warrior, and he fell down.

He didn't die immediately because of his extremely high resistance.

"Haha... Didn't you force me to do all of this?"

Looking at this scene, Justinian couldn't help laughing wildly: "I understand... Ilya, everything is your trap, even at the expense of Lindsay... You are more heartless than me!"

...

This night, the imperial capital was still burning with flames of war.

I don't know how many superstring warriors and private soldiers were wiped out by the magician.

On the second day.

A floating city descended on the imperial capital, and Ilya personally sat in the town and presided over the purge of the royal family and nobles.   Imperial calendar, 260 years.  The famous "Blood Night" broke out, and Justinian and his wife, together with the entire royal family, and 327 noble families were destroyed in one day.   Immediately, Ilya delivered a speech, announcing the establishment of the Neisser Magic Empire, and she was the first leader.

He is revered as the 'Sorcerer King' and 'Magic King'.

The old Morici Empire disappeared with the wind, and a brand new magical empire was built on its ruins.

The emerging "Nesser Magic Empire" is respected by magicians. Ilya used her power to make the concept of "magic net" equal to "magic", which has been widely revered and worshiped by the people.

The endless stream of beliefs together perfected the fifth layer of the magic net.

Immediately, the eleventh and twelve obelisks were discovered.

The sixth layer of the magic net begins to build!

Its symbol is a floating city suspended in the sky.

The magicians began to be like gods aloft, condescending and overlooking all living beings.

...

Northern grasslands.

Mage Tower, inside the laboratory.

A 'human body' was imprisoned on an operating table with all limbs bound.

It is a tiger man, but its body is rotting, its skin is black and blue, its eyes are blue, and it keeps struggling and roaring.

This is a 'ghoul'!

A strange creature captured from a blizzard by Richie.

"Back to life?!"

He stared at the ghoul, with fanaticism on his face: "It's true...Wol, the tiger man, I asked, you are dead, why are you still alive? Tell me...your secret."

It's a pity that the ghoul on the opposite side has completely lost its mind and only knows how to growl.

And, full of hatred for all living things.

"You don't need food, you don't need air... What keeps the body running is a strange magic power... I saw some familiar alchemy transformation magic on it..."

Rich looked indifferent and began to record the operation.

Immediately, he picked up the scalpel: "Start the first dissection experiment!"

...

a long time.

Rich walked out of the lab and went back to his room.

He poured himself a glass of strong wine with a blank expression, drank it in a big gulp, and slumped on the chair.

The magician would have refused alcohol, but he no longer cared.

"Lindsay..."

Only after getting drunk can he meet the person who has gone to the underworld and haunted him in his dreams.

The news from the imperial capital almost broke his heart.

What followed was a strong obsession.

"I will definitely bring you back to life! I swear, I will definitely find the secret to the resurrection of the 'ghoul'!"

He whispered drunkenly.

Low-level ghouls, without intelligence, just walking dead, certainly not his pursuit.

But Rich discovered from the dissection just now that the ghoul was indeed not naturally generated, but a magical creation.

It was a brand new kind of magic, involving flesh and soul, that could bring the dead back to life!

In that kind of magic, there may be hope of Lindsay's resurrection!

therefore.

On the second day, Rich packed his luggage and headed north from the grassland, entering the ice and snow that the grassland people could not avoid.

...

Hoo hoo!

The cold wind howled.

Even though he added warmth magic to himself, Rich felt his body was a little frozen.

What surprised him even more was the creatures around him.

Direwolves, Ice Bears, and Humans!

The only thing in common is that they all have blue eyes and have been transformed into ghouls!

"Take me to your master!"

Rich raised his staff, and a flame burned on it: "I don't want to say it a second time!"

The army of ghouls remained motionless, and a moment later they gave way.

Rich took a deep breath and walked over directly.

He came to the depths of the ice and snow, and saw a huge palace completely made of ice.

"Sure enough... there are magicians."

Rich walked into the palace, walked on the translucent road, and came to a hall.

The entire hall is very empty, with ice edges and thorns all over the surroundings, and in its center, above the high icy steps, is a Frozen Throne!

The whole body of the throne is made of ice, reflecting colorful brilliance.

A black-robed magician was sitting on it.

It raised its head, and spiritual fire emerged from its dark eye sockets.

"Ah!"  Rich took a step back. He never imagined that the guy who created and controlled the ghoul turned out to be a skeleton! "Quack!"   Skeleton saw Rich, the soul fire in his eyes jumped more and more intensely, and suddenly let out a hoarse and ugly voice: "I remembered, Rich... Hehe, doesn't the little guy recognize me?"  " Who are you?"  Feeling the terrible mental pressure, Rich's voice trembled a little.   "I taught you before, I was the one who took your evocation class!"   The skull chuckled.