In the underground magic tower, Jose ended his communication with Moorin, leaned against the chair behind him, and fell into deep thought.

According to the agreement, the Pompeii Empire would communicate with the Principality of Non and the Kingdom of Via, allowing the citizens of the two countries to migrate to the Kingdom of Odyssey and Dana in the west.

However, there is a big problem here, that is, the four kingdoms may not necessarily cooperate.

Especially among the two kingdoms that want to leave their homeland, the Duchy of Non is not a big problem. After all, the rulers of the Duchy of Non were supported by the Kingdom of Fosse, and the Kingdom of Fosse has an absolute influence on the Principality of Non.

But the Kingdom of Via is not necessarily the case.

You know, King Via is the base camp of the Northland Witch Council.

Jose had to consider the reaction of the Northland Witch Council. Cooperation is naturally easy to say. If he doesn't cooperate... it's just a waste of his hands.

Today's Forse Kingdom crushes the North Witch Council in all aspects, both in terms of the quality, quantity, financial resources and conventional military levels.

However, the magic tower of the Northland Witch Council is a bit difficult to deal with. A group of legendary mages with magic towers may not necessarily have much worse combat power than the demigod-level powerhouses.

"I hope the Northland Witch Council can understand the current affairs, otherwise...hum!"

outside world.

Such a major event as the migration of citizens of the two kingdoms is naturally impossible to accomplish overnight.

The envoys of the Pompeii Empire ran among the four northern countries, lobbying the royal families and great nobles of various countries.

In fact, in terms of living space, the four northern countries are all of a large land and sparsely populated type. There is no problem in concentrating the nationals of the four countries into a kingdom. The key to the problem is the distribution of power after the merger of the kingdoms.

In response to this, the four northern countries have had a great ups and downs.

At the same time, the southern part of the mainland is not peaceful.

The Pompeii Empire took the lead and called on all human forces to unite, and all countries sent some troops to the north to prevent the Red Nest Miss Mother from going south.

Fighting against the Red Nest requires not only regular troops, but also professionals, especially strong ones.

The conscript order spread out like snowflakes.

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South, night.

The center of a small human urban civilian area is pitch black, and only a house in the center is still lit. In this three-story, half-stone and half-timber structure house that is protruding.

The drinkers sing and drinking, making it more lively and more common.

A big man was red in his cheeks, stepped on the bench with one foot, raised his head and poured the ale from the oak wine glass in his hand into his throat.

Gululu~!

"Ah~!" The man poured a whole glass of wine. The man burped and made a satisfying "Ah" sound.

"Everyone! Dad Vic is so generous to treat him! Everyone drinks hard!"

"Long live dad!"

"Hahaha! Guys! Let's give Dad Vick a drink!"

Everyone started to cheer and turned their wine glasses to the oak bar at the entrance of the tavern. Dad Vic, who was talking to everyone, stood behind the bar, also drunk and blushed.

Dad Vic poured out amber wine from the oak barrel and raised the wine glass in his hand: "Drink! Everyone drink it! Don't go back tonight if you don't get drunk!"

"Yeah!"

"Long live Daddy Vic!"

"..." The drinkers were excited and responded one after another.

In the corner of the tavern, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the tavern maid.

Something is wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Although Dad Vick is not stingy on weekdays, he is definitely not generous. It is common to invite regular customers to drink a drink or two, but this is the first time that you can emptiate the wine cellar and invite neighbors to drink with them like now.

In the second half of the night, the drinkers left one after another, and the tavern was in a mess, with cups everywhere and wine spread everywhere.

The owner of the tavern, Dad Vic, sent away the worries maid, closed the tavern gate, walked drunk to the wine cellar underground in the tavern with shaking steps.

When I walked to the wine cellar, the wine cellar that used to be filled with wine barrels had been emptied, which was cleaner than the ground blowing by the strong wind.

As if he didn't see it, Dad Vick walked straight to the corner of the empty wine cellar and reached out to press a brick on the wall.

With the sound of the rotating mechanism of Kakaka, the walls of the wine cellar moved and a cabinet appeared.

Seeing the cabinet, Dad Vick's drunkenness disappeared in an instant, his eyes were complicated, and memories of the past surged in his heart.

The partners who adventure together, quarrel and joy become the smoke and clouds of the past with a breath of dragons.

"Oh~," the thousands of words in my heart finally turned into a sigh.

After sighing, Dad Vick's eyes became murderous and suddenly reached out to open the cabinet, revealing what was hidden in the cabinet.

It was a giant axe with a cold light.

Even though the giant axe was sealed by its master for more than 20 years, the axe blade was still cold and filled with cold air. This is the magic energy enchanted in the axe.

Dad Vic reached out his hand, touching the cold axe body with his fingertips, his eyes as gentle as stroking his lover's jade skin.

"Old guy, I have to fight side by side again."

Dad Vic said to himself, taking out the axe, holding it on his shoulder, walked out of the tavern with a call, locked the door, and walked towards dawn in the horizon.

"This time I will not escape from Longji."

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Da da da da da!

Light-dressed soldiers held a redbud flag symbolizing the kingdom, rode on horseback on their horses and ran on the roads among the fields, raising smoke and dust all the way, and the villagers on both sides of the road looked sideways.

A villager who had seen the world recognized the identity of the soldier: "It was the messenger in the main city, and the direction he was going to is the direction of the Viscount Castle. Something big must have happened."

Not long after, inside the Viscount Castle.

"Father! Father! Father!" The noble boy in gorgeous clothes walked quickly on the castle corridor, shouting in panic.

"Butler! Where is my father?"

"Go back to the young master, Lord Viscount is in the study."

"It's time to be in the mood to read a book?" The noble boy walked quickly to the study with the call order in his hand and pushed open the empty study door.

"Father! You..." The noble boy opened the door and was stunned when he saw his father in the study.

"How many times have you been taught? Don't panic when you encounter anything. The men of my Tuk family must be calm." Turning his back to his heir, Viscount wiped the ancestral armor on the desk.

He wiped it very carefully, not letting go of any corner, and rubbed the armor smoothly and shiny.

Seeing the armor, the noble boy reacted and placed the call in his hand on the desk: "Sir, do you know everything?"

"On the day I learned that the Red Nest Miss Mother returned, I realized that sooner or later there would be such a day."

The Viscount didn't even look at the call order with the king's emblem printed on the table, but still educated the heirs behind him: "My child, remember that the first head of my Tuk family, your grandfather rose to the battle of the Red Nest. Killing the evil dragon is the mission of our Tuk family men!"

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Scream!

The tip of the long sword penetrated into the ground, and the middle-aged man in armor knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed three times to the tombstone in front of him, and then suddenly stood up.

"Father, this may be the last time I have come to visit you."

"The enemy you and the uncles drove away at their expense are back, and she once again returns to her evil lair and threatens our country."

"Once upon a time, you fought bloody battles, and now I will also set foot on the battlefield, fighting to defend the country and fighting to protect the human race."

"I swear to you that I will never take a step back, and I will never regret it even if I die!"

The middle-aged man's eyes became more and more firm as he made a vow.

He pulled out the long sword inserted on the ground, turned around and walked towards his waiting companion: "Let's go, the battle is calling!"

One of his companions is different from the others. His ears are slightly pointed and he is a half-elf.

The group walked forward, and the half-elf looked back at the tombstones covered with weeds.

I sighed in my heart: "Old friend, eighty years ago, I fought side by side with you, and now I fight side by side with your children... I hope we can still win."

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Bang! When!

Bang! When!

Bang! When!

Deep in the mountains, iron hammers smashed the red iron blocks, and thousands of dwarf craftsmen gathered to cast them, sparks flew everywhere, and the scene was very spectacular.

Accompanied by the sound of iron, iron blocks were made into giant crossbows after giant crossbows, and the giant crossbows were transported by special personnel to be stored in wooden boxes covered with hay.

In the middle of the wooden box that was stacked like a mountain, a group of people were detecting. Walking in the front were a dwarf in armor and a tall human mage.

"Master Taylord, don't worry, what my Sunset Dwarf promised will definitely be done."

"Lord, I'm not worried that I'm not an old man. You also know where to transport this batch of crossbow arrows to fight with. His Majesty the Emperor attaches great importance to this matter and insists on me to supervise it. There is nothing we can do about it," said the master mage named Taylor Daniel, who put down the crossbow arrows in his hand.

In his inspection, these crossbows are qualified products.

"I'll bother the Lord with the trouble of the dragon hunting crossbow."

"I, the Sunset Dwarfs, have a responsibility to deal with the evil dragon, and I have no choice but to do this task!"

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Mist forest.

As its name suggests, this forest is always shrouded in fog that the sun cannot dispel. This is the magical fog made by the elves to block the enemy.

In the towering forest of ancient trees, a strong figure shuttles between the branches, jumping across the complex branches like walking on flat ground.

Green clothing, long ears, flax hair, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and a quiver filled with arrows behind him. This elf is the legendary ranger who has become famous in recent years - Tiratel.

Gradually, the legendary ranger who was rushing to hear the faint sound of the sea tide and immediately became energetic.

Hearing the sound of the sea tide means that he is not far from that person's territory.

Pulling the vines and swinging on the swing, the legendary ranger continued to rush.

After a while, he stopped on a big tree and twitched his nose.

“It smells bloody.”

He ran towards the source of the bloody smell. In this large forest, there was only one person with the qualification to hunt, and that was the owner of this place.

Following the smell of blood, Tiratel found the existence he was looking for.

It was a bear, a giant bear comparable to a heavy truck.

At this time, the giant bear was burying his head on an extraordinary elk of the same size, tearing the flesh and blood of the prey with a big mouth, and a clattering swallowing sound in his throat.

"Hey!"

The legendary Ranger greeted: "You..."

The giant bear suddenly turned around, the hair on its mouth was stained with elk's blood, and its blood-covered eyes were filled with wildness.

At the same time, the legendary ranger saw the crescent moon on the head of the giant bear, which was the legendary extraordinary beast - the roaring moon demon bear.

roar!

Accompanied by a beast roar, the legendary pressure of the Demon Bear of the Sharky Moon spread around, alarming a large number of birds.

Bang!

Under the huge force of the legendary giant bear, a big tree as thick as a bucket could not even hold back a slap. The dense branches brushed past other trees in the forest and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Legendary Ranger - Tiratel jumped to another tree in time to avoid being beaten into meat by the giant bear.

While dodging, the legendary Ranger shouted loudly: "Calm down! Lord Napson's Great Druid! I'm here to find you something to do..."

"I am here to find you at the order of His Majesty the Elf King..."

"I……"

“…”

No matter what Tiratel said, the Demon Bear of the Sharkless Moon still attacked and roared repeatedly, and the trees around him were affected by the dodging elf ranger.

"Damn it! Napsen's Great Druid is so beastly that he can't wake him up even in the name of the Elf King!"

After dodging for a while, the legendary Ranger had an idea: "Hisser Napson! The Red Nest Miss Mother is back!"

Hearing the word "Red Nest Miss Mother", Napson's transformation of the roaring moon demon bear was stunned. After a moment, endless murderous intent emerged from him.

roar!

The giant bear crazily destroyed the surroundings, destroying the grass and trees into a mess.

The legendary Ranger hid in the distance, looked at the crazy giant and swallowed: "It's so scary."

After a while, the giant bear who had finished venting stopped and panted and looked at the ranger on the branch in the distance. At this time, the giant bear's eyes had regained its rationality.

"Ah~!"

Accompanied by a low roar, the giant body continued to shrink, from the size of a heavy truck to the size of an ordinary person, and into an elf in bear's skin.

This elf is different from an ordinary slim figure. He is as strong as a bear. In addition, he is wearing a bear skin with a hood, and only the part below his nose is exposed. It looks like a bear from a distance.

Looking up at the elves in the distance, the legendary druid-Napson spoke, "Are you the little guy you used to be? You're... Tiratel?"

"I'm honored, seniors still remember me."

"I... have been lost for many years."

"Since the end of the Battle of the Red Nest, you have..." The Legend Ranger did not continue and looked at the Legend Druid with pity.

In the past, in the battle of the Red Nest, the big druid - Napson's family went to the battlefield, but unfortunately met the Red Nest mistress, and Napson survived.

After the end of the Battle of Red Nest, in order to forget the pain, Napson lived on the edge of the foggy forest in the form of a bear, sinking deeper and deeper, and gradually lost himself.

Fortunately, when I heard the news of the return of the enemy, the former Great Druid was back.

"Let's go and tell me what happened over the years, that beast Shavana..."

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Chapter completed!