When I Become a God of Magic

Xia Ming narrowed his eyes and hurried forward. His figure flickered and flowed, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the Sacred Council's camp.

The Divine Martial Knights were already resting with their weapons at hand, solemn and imposing. They seemed forged from iron, like fearsome stone statues standing one after another.

Yet when they saw Xia Ming, these incomparably valiant warriors revealed respectful expressions. They bowed slightly to him, faint smiles appearing on their faces.

When Xia Ming had first arrived at Emerald City and Twilight Moon City, he had fought side by side with the Divine Martial Knights. Their warriors greatly acknowledged Xia Ming's strength, which was why they treated him with such respect.

Xia Ming nodded to each of the Divine Martial Knights before looking toward the camp.

"Xia Ming, you're here." Blue Light emerged from a tent, his expression stern. He only managed a forced smile at Xia Ming as he said, "The time is about right. Let's go!"

"Alright." Xia Ming nodded.

The moment Xia Ming finished speaking, a flash of light gleamed outside. Countless mages rose into the air, transparent wings appearing behind them one after another. These mages were not particularly high-level—most had not even reached level ten—yet they could fly, relying precisely on Xia Ming's Flight Spell!

Back then, Xia Ming had used this spell to make a deal with the Grand Speaker, exchanging it for the Rhine Territory.

The mages flew with the Flight Spell, while behind them, hundreds of drakes cried out in unison, their earthshaking roars resounding through the air.

"Drake Knights!" Xia Ming's eyes lit up, a gleam flashing within them.

That was right—Drake Knights!

Xia Ming saw nearly a hundred knights seated atop drakes, gripping their reins as they displayed formidable power.

Drake