【Sorry, it's late...】

Looking at this greatest man-made object so far from the inside of the Great Vortex is definitely an unforgettable scene. Unlike the pure white energy vortex outside, when the sunlight above the head passes through the top of the Great Vortex, the entire Great Vortex flashes different lights like a rainbow.

It was the magic that was flashing. Xu Yichen reached out and stroked the energy vortex that was rotating at high speed. His fingers melted instantly as if he was stretched into hydrochloric acid. When he withdrew his palm, he slowly grew back.

Here, most of the magic equipment equipped on Xu Yichen lost its function. His storage space was left in the Expeditionary Army camp before coming here, filled with various logistics supplies. The Loess Zone did not miss any opportunity to send supplies to the ancient Roman Empire.

At this time, Xu Yichen only had the armor transformed from the Apocalypse war horse, and he could still use the [War Disaster] big sword normally, or it could be described as very active.

"Damn it, what's this place?" Hox revolved around the sharp blade of [War Disaster] restlessly: "I feel like I'm going home here. You won't plan to stay here forever, right? The ones here will probably gradually become subspace."

Xu Yichen soothed Denx's soul. This fake bloodthirsty man now doesn't want to return to the Asian space than he did: "Keep quiet, otherwise I can only purify you completely. You should know that I don't care whether this weapon can be used normally."

Denx cooperated quite well and quieted down. After all, he knew that Xu Yichen already had a psionic weapon, and this kid could do such a thing.

"You are the craziest human I have ever seen." Denx mumbled and lurked.

The silent nun looked at the Great Vortex quietly. She had already learned the entire Great Vortex plan from Afilar. She knew that what she saw was the last legacy left by the witch kings.

"Thousands of years ago, the witch kings turned the New World into a desert, and turned the vitality of that land into their own magic." Aifelar reached out and left one gorgeous rainbow after another in the energy vortex, and her psychic power was quite active here: "Now, they have returned all this to this world."

The vortex is beginning to exert its true power. It is not affecting the world, but changing the world.

From a global perspective, almost every day, every moment, every second, the casters can feel that they are becoming weak and the magic environment around them is becoming thinner.

Spellcasters know that magic power will change periodically, but that change is often felt on the time scale, rather than a few days, which is as drastic as it is now.

Those who can walk far away on the caster's path are smart people, and now these smart people have begun to explore what's wrong with this world.

"New news from the New World confirmed that it was indeed the energy vortex of the ancient Roman Empire that was plundering magic power." The Spellcasters Alliance of the Old World became more perfect because of the Hundred Flowers Plague that swept across the Old World. Now, they are discussing the issue of magic decline: "I think Mage Edward is trying to protect that energy vortex, and he may be lying."

"Master Edward deceived us? Why did he do this?" asked a high-level mage: "The decline of magic is a problem for all of us. Is the news from the New World reliable? Didn't those disciples of the Witch King always look down on us?"

"Master Edward may have his own considerations, but the news from the New World is true." Another legendary spellcaster in the association affirmed: "The news comes from the magic god believed by the spellcaster of the New World, which is an oracle."

"Just, when did the magic god exist? Can those witch kings allow such gods to appear on their territory?" Another legendary spellcaster joked: "Those witch kings will definitely capture the magic god and study it carefully. If we really want to solve the problem, we can send an investigation team to investigate the ancient Roman Empire."

The casters are all very rational and it is difficult to develop firm beliefs, but the magic god incarnated by Tsengchi sets off a different path. Although he regards himself as a god, he does business with his believers with the principle of equal exchange.

The intelligence that He is interested in can be exchanged for knowledge, the tasks He has given can be exchanged for knowledge, and the spread of His faith can be exchanged for knowledge.

Therefore, the belief of the God of Magic is like a pyramid scheme, which has spread on the New World and has also affected some old world spell casters.

For example, the legendary spellcaster who held this meeting.

"The ancient Roman Empire now has the final say between the Iron Man and the Seris. They did not allow other forces to appear on that land except for accepting some of the Europas." The legendary spellcaster said with malicious intention: "If there was no secret, they would not have to be so cautious, and Master Edward would have stood with the aliens."

"We should attack directly on that tower. Don't you understand? The Seris are dismantling the entire magic environment!" Another spellcaster also stood up and shook his flag and shouted. Obviously, the God of Magic gave an irresistible reward for this mission.

No one knows how many people in the Old Continental Spellcasters Association have secretly believed in the God of Magic, but the proposal to attack the towers of the ancient Roman Empire was passed by the association with a high vote.

When Master Edward learned the news, things were no longer remedied. The first armed casters had arrived at the border of the ancient Roman Empire through teleportation. What blocked them was the space jammer built by the iron people.

The unauthorized caster cannot directly enter the territory of the ancient Roman Empire by teleporting spells, and the existence of this unspoken rule of the Sarion and the Iron People have fought for more than two hundred years.

The ancient Roman Empire never regarded humans as enemies, and the legion's feelings for humans also affected those intelligent units later.

Outside the tower, the army of infected people had officially had contact with the Expeditionary Force, and the outermost defense line lasted for only forty-five minutes.

The soldiers fought tenaciously, but there were too many infected people. They used their bodies to fill the first line of defense with their bodies.

Then, until the Expeditionary Force retreated to the third line of defense, gunshots could be heard from the fully enclosed bunkers on the first line of defense, and the soldiers inside would fight to death in despair.
Chapter completed!