Farmer Arthur

"In vain!"

Merlin on the Sky City shook his head slightly.

Just as the Sky City was about to explode, an immense power surged from his body!

He stretched out a hand and gently shook hands with the entire Sky City!

Instantly.

At the heart of Sky City, the Divine Kingdom, which had been refined into an energy body, was molded into a stable, luminous mass.

at the same time.

As the Angel Warrior charged toward him, he raised his staff and struck it into the Void, as if striking the earth, producing a soft sound.

Rule-based sorcery: Soul and Flesh Binding!

Hundreds of Angel were instantly subdued, their souls and bodies sealed in the Void.

A deep sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of the Angel, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Merlin smiled with satisfaction as he looked at Sky City and the Angel, which were now practically his for the taking.

"You're lucky to have met me. I won't kill you, but your city, your memories, will henceforth belong to the Wizard Civilization!"

At this moment.

The pale-faced Truth Wizard Arland approached Merlin with the Sky Scepter and spoke approvingly.

"You did a very good job, Merlin."

Then, he looked at the group of Angel bound in the Void, examined them carefully, and laughed.

"This is truly a terrifyingly powerful race. Their physical bodies and souls are both superior to those of their peers. Wizard at the same level as them are probably no match for them."

"But it's also valuable. After searching their memories, let's hand them over to the Life School bloodline Wizard for research."

Merlin frowned upon hearing this.

"Teacher, wouldn't it be too cruel to hand them over to those bloodline Wizard?"

Arland, upon hearing this, rebuked him.

"Merlin, you're too kind-hearted. These are enemies; strictly speaking, they are invaders."

Then, he patted Merlin on the shoulder and said...

"If we could have such a legion in the future, conquering the Astral Realm would be much easier, and we could lose far fewer people."

Merlin nodded helplessly.

"You're right, teacher."

"Yes, I'm glad you understand."

"Furthermore, I've discovered that these guys have set up a large number of Spacetime Beacon in this spacetime. You'd better go through the trouble of erasing all the Spacetime Beacon, both inside and outside the Nolan World!"

Arland gave the order.

Are the teachers worried that they will come knocking on their door?

Merlin asked, puzzled.

Of course not.

Arland explained.

"Erasing these Spacetime Beacon will make the other side think we're afraid, and only then will they dare to attack. This is called showing weakness to the enemy."

"Besides, do you think they don't have ways to find us?"

"Also, didn't quite a few of them escape? Catch them a few, let them go a few times, and people will naturally come knocking on our door."

Arland smiled, Void a flick of his wrist, he seized the Purple Gold Longsword from Raphael's body.

"Of course, I also need time to recover from my injuries and study the attack method of that sword strike."

"The teacher is wise!"

Feland World.

Paradise Mountain.

On the Platinum Holy Throne

Jiang Yuu, who was closing his eyes and immersing himself in the path of cultivating to become Sky Lord, suddenly opened his pair of purple eyes that Myriad Stars.

He rose from his Sacred Throne, walked to the First Paradise Mountain, looked up at the boundless Astral Realm, and whispered.

"The sword strike I left on the Purple Gold Longsword has been triggered."

After a moment of silence, he gave instructions to the Angel guards attending him.

"Notify Kanier and the gods of Paradise Mountain to cancel the Spacetime Beacon connections along the way and contact the Spacetime Beacon where the expeditionary force is located as soon as possible."

"Our people may be in danger!"

Nolan Great World.

Nolan Continent.

The Biset Kingdom, Taiwen County.

Barony of Qiaotailuo.

In a village near the Camelot Town.

A young Farmer is working in his field.

Under the blazing sun, the Farmer toils away, sweat pouring down his face.

Exhausted from long hours of working, he stopped, walked to the edge of the field, picked up a wooden cup, and took a sip of water.

Just then...

A middle-aged man with a dusty face stood up from a haystack by the field.