Clover Kingdom, Wizard King’s Castle.
The highest combat conference room.
In the center of the huge round table, a precision magical instrument was humming. With the tap of Ian's finger, a faint blue holographic projection unfolded in the air, constructing a three-dimensional model of the legendary residence of God-Elysium.
The air was filled with the chill and tension before the war. Everyone here - whether it was the leader of Magic Knights or the legendary strong men, held their breath at this moment.
"The information has been compiled."
Ian put his hands on the table, glanced at everyone present, and said in a steady and powerful voice, "Elysium's structure is tighter than we expected, and is divided into four layers. In order to deal with this invasion, I divided you into three echelons."
His finger traced across the bottom layer of the holographic map.
"First echelon: Elves and Magic Knights are the main players."
"Your target is the first level. There are a large number of ordinary angels living there. Although they are called 'ordinary', each one has the magic power of a far-reaching Superman Parademons guide." Ian looked at the leader of Elves, Patry. "You have only one mission - to suppress this level with the power of Law of Thunder, clear out the safe zone, and buy time for Elves to start the super large summoning ceremony."
Immediately afterwards, the screen zoomed in and the perspective moved upward.
"The second echelon: the current leaders of Magic Knights."
Ian looked at Yami, Charlotte and others, "The second floor is where the Archangels are stationed. Remember, your opponents are no longer miscellaneous soldiers, but War Machine who are strong enough to rival high-level Demons. You need to elect a battlefield commander yourself. I don't interfere with specific tactics, I only want results."
Then, the red warning cursor locked on the third layer.
"Third Echelon: Elite Beheading Group."
"This floor is the territory of Seraph and the two Lord of the Seraphim."
Ian's tone became extremely serious, "I want to remind you that these two Lord of the Seraphim are old monsters who have survived from the Ancient Gods Demonic War to the present day. In terms of background, they are more powerful than time Demons Any Underworld ruler other than Astaroth must be profound. Even Lucifer and Beelzebub are just latecomers in front of them."
The atmosphere in the conference room solidified instantly. Ancient survivors? That means they have combat experience and means that mortals cannot imagine.
"In order to deal with monsters of this level, the list of members of the third echelon is as follows:"
Ian read out the list that was enough to shake the mainland, "Asta, Yunuo, Yami·Jieda, Mereoleona ona, Fuegoleon, Asher(Steel Valkyrie), Noelle, William·Vangeance, and Vanessa."
The people whose names were called had different expressions, but their eyes were all burning with fighting spirit.
"Why choose you?"
Ian called up a combat power pyramid chart, and the cruel data was nakedly displayed in front of everyone.
"Because you have the highest fighting talent. After these three months of special training Hell, I am confident that you can touch the mortal ceiling of this world - Tier 5."
"Tier 5?" Yami blew out a smoke ring, "What is this concept?"
"This is the end point of mortal evolution." Ian explained, "In this world, whether it is a human, an elf or an ordinary Demons, the limit of power is Tier 5. If you want to break through this bottleneck, unless there is a jump in life level."
He pointed to the top of the pyramid. "And those Demons rulers of Underworld, and Lord of the Seraphim of Elysium, they are in Tier 6. This is the strongest realm under God."
"As for Tier 7..."
Ian's eyes became profound, "That is the real 'God's Domain'. Currently, the only ones known are that 'God', Underworld's 'Satan', and... me."
"Of course," he added, "The legendary Wizard Sage may also be at the peak of Tier 6, or may have touched Tier 7 by some unknown means."
Everyone took a breath. This was not just a numerical difference, but also a crushing dimension. They, a group of Tier 5 mortals, were going to challenge Demigod of Tier 6, or even face True God of Tier 7?
"Don't look that desperate."
Ian seemed to have read everyone's thoughts. He waved away the charts and took out a mechanical heart that exuded metallic luster from Void.
The surface of this heart is engraved with dense purple runes, and it is beating rhythmically, making a dull sound of "dong, dong".
"This is my latest research result--Demon Heart."
"Although my research on the 'artificial Demons organ' is not yet fully mature, this magic prop can already be put into actual combat."
Ian suspends the heart in the air, "It can give the holder a super-speed regeneration ability comparable to that of high-level Demons. As long as it is not blown to pieces in an instant, the regeneration of severed limbs and the repair of internal organs are just a matter of the blink of an eye."
"Due to the scarcity of materials (mainly high-level Demons materials), only members of the third echelon can equip the full version. As for the others..." Ian shrugged, "We can only make do with the 'youth version', which has about 20% healing effect."
"So, this is the reason why I don't equip the third echelon with a nanny." Ian looked at Fuegoleon, "With this thing, you are invincible. As for Charmy, it is more appropriate to leave her on the second floor to serve as a supply depot for the team leaders. If there is an accident on the second or first floor, Mimosa's healing magic is enough to deal with it."
Everyone looked at the pulsating metal heart, with a flash of fanaticism in their eyes. With Divine Artifact like this, the fault tolerance rate will be greatly improved.
"What about the fourth floor?"
Asher suddenly asked, as a former Valkyrie, she pointed out the blind spots keenly, "Since the 'god' lives on the fourth floor, who is going to deal with him?"
"God gave it to me."
Ian said calmly, "But in order to prevent him from carrying out dimensionality reduction attacks on other battlefields, we need an insurance policy."
He turned to look at the girl in black who was always silent in the corner - Nero.
"Nero, this is your time to appear."
Ian handed her a prismatic magic weapon exuding vast magic power, "I will provide you with the magic source of Infinity. Your mission is only one - use it to use your strongest Sealing Magic to completely seal the entire fourth floor! Don't let even a fly out, and don't let God's Divine Power leak to the bottom battlefield."
Nero took the magic weapon and frowned slightly. "My Sealing Arts..."
"I know, there wasn't much about seals in the previous special training." Ian interrupted her, "But I just got a complete set of 'Sealing Art System' from the Eastern Continent, and I will teach it to you later. In addition..."
He thought to himself: After this time is over, I have to go to Naruto World and pack up the Sealing Arts there and bring it back.
"With these, it's enough for you to imprison God."
After arranging the core tactics, Ian changed the subject and began to check everyone's homework.
"Arcane Rune System How did you learn?"
"Uh..." Yami scratched his hair, with a constipated expression on his face, "It's just so-so. That thing is too brain-consuming. You have to calculate formulas in order to put a fireball. It's more uncomfortable than squatting without paper. But it's really cool to be able to use other attributes."
"It's too much trouble!" Jack, the leader of the Mantis group, complained, swinging the sickle in his hand with a clanking sound, "I just want to kill people, not endorse like a nerd!"
Seeing the reaction of this group of "specialists", Ian's face darkened.
"Listen, I'm not negotiating with you."
His voice rose a bit, with unquestionable majesty, "According to my deduction, the laws of Elysium are very likely to repel outsiders. In other words - your Grimoire is likely to become useless paper in that dimension."
"What?!"
This news is like a bolt from the blue. For the magicians of the Clover Kingdom, Grimoire is their lifeblood and the only medium for performing high-level magic.
"Without Grimoire, you can't even exert 30% of your usual strength. How can you fight against Tier 6's angels? Are you going to die?"
Ian glanced at the audience coldly, "So, Arcane Runes is your only backup power source. There is still time, so if you don't want to die, just memorize it and memorize it! Adapt to the new era, or be eliminated, it's your choice."
Everyone was scolded into silence, and their original contempt for the runes disappeared instantly, replaced by a deep sense of crisis.
"A few more points to add."
Ian looked at the always sleepy Dorothy, "When it comes to Elysium, Dream Magic will be the only means of communication connecting all levels. You are the humanoid radar and communication tower, don't fall asleep."
"Yes~" Dorothy was still confused, but his tone was firm.
"In addition, I have renovated the training room for Angel's 'Faith Poison'. It is a special training for the spirit and will, which can prevent you from kneeling down and calling daddy before the fight starts."
Finally, Ian looked at Nacht.
"As a stealth expert, you are the vanguard." Ian stared at the Black Bull deputy commander, "You need to sneak into Elysium one month in advance to figure out the terrain and troop deployment. During this period, you cannot be exposed, fight, and live like a ghost. Can you do it?"
"No problem." Nacht raised a confident sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Lurking in the shadows is my old profession."
"Very good. The exclusive equipment created by Dwarves will arrive soon. The meeting is over."
As soon as Ian announced its dissolution, one hand was raised.
"Well..." Noelle hesitated, "Water Elf Undine wants to join the war."
"Did you tell her the risks?"
"I told you, but she insisted."
"Okay, then let her train with you and try to master Elf Assimilation." Ian nodded in agreement.
"I'm going too!"
At this time, Richita, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stood up with firm eyes, "I can control my physique now, I am very strong! I can't watch my two sons fight hard while I hide behind!"
Ian looked at this stubborn mother and sighed in her heart.
"No." He refused directly.
"Why?!" Richita was anxious.
Ian did not speak, but passed a cruel truth directly into her mind through Telepathy:
"Listen, Richita. Do you still remember the angel Zure who sacrificed his life to save you? He is dead. In order to protect you and Asta, he gave everything. And that angel The so-called 'god' is the director of all these tragedies. If he discovers that you are still alive, the situation for Asta and you will become more dangerous. You are the 'variable' of that god, and you are also the trump card in my hand. You cannot be exposed easily."
The voice in her head made Richita freeze instantly. She froze on the spot, her eyes were red, and in the end she could only lower her hands feebly.
"... I know."
She murmured in a low voice, glanced at the confused silly son Asta beside her, and held back tears without explaining.
Seeing this scene, Ian motioned to the delicate Yunuo to comfort him, then turned and left the conference room.
Spade Kingdom, over the border.
The figure of Ian appeared out of thin air.
He overlooked the country covered by ice and snow below, and even from a distance, he could feel the huge sealing magic that enveloped the entire country.
"That guy Morris is most likely hiding here with Origin Grimoire, trying to help Dark Triad open the door to Underworld."
Ian didn't alert anyone. He swayed and escaped deep underground.
[Super Level Magic·Earth Matrix]
Countless invisible magic circuits centered on him, spreading crazily underground like spider webs, until they covered the entire foundation of the Spade Kingdom.
"A turtle in a urn."
After doing all this, he directly tore apart the space through the coordinates left on Megicula and teleported to Underworld.
A dark, terrifying, and sulfurous world.
Ian is in an absolutely invisible state, like a ghost wandering in dimensions, quickly traveling through the first six floors of Underworld.
He left extremely difficult-to-detect space beacons and explosive formations at the core nodes of each floor. Only the seventh floor at the bottom, which was the palace of the three Demons rulers, he did not enter rashly.
"Layout completed."
Ian clapped his hands and disappeared.
Hentai Void.
This is the Chaos realm outside the universe. There is no time, no space, only eternal storms.
However, in this dead silence, a magnificent city is wrapped in a transparent spherical shield, sailing smoothly in the Void turbulence.
That is the base camp of Ian - Floating City.
After months of sailing, this city, which carries the fire of the Arcane Empire civilization, finally stopped in front of a huge sphere that emitted a strange light.
Countless bizarre colors flowed on the surface of the sphere, as if projections of countless worlds were intertwined within it.
Origin Wall.
On the observation deck of Floating City, Hermione and Pheobe were standing side by side, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.
"Is that...Origin Wall?" Pheobe murmured.
"Yes."
Hermione pushed up his glasses, his eyes Blink glowed with inquiry, "We are here. Passing through this wall is a brand new dimensional universe."