The mage arrives

Reverted to update.It's not a temporary trip out of the palace to buy, but to cut the roots and replant.

At the end of last year, due to the busy schedule and the bottleneck of the plot, it was discontinued.Originally, I thought that I would cut it off and not bother, but after all, I couldn't let go of my concern.Even when watching the fireworks on the night of New Year's Eve, I wondered if there was a book club that was cheated and cursed me for a whole year of bad luck.If it is really a eunuch, first, I am sorry for the book friends who supported this book, and second, I am sorry for myself.I think how excited and happy I was when I wrote this book.After some consideration, I still want to continue telling my story, and I don't want to give up halfway.

After more than two months, it is very difficult to regain the trust of book friends, so I will not say anything nice, nor will I ask for votes for support.First of all, update steadily and build credibility. The goal in March is full attendance.

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When Gordon saw the surge of arcane energy forming a time-space gate mixed with gold and black, he became more certain of his guess: the black dragon Timodaros really wanted to summon the five-color dragon god Tiama special.

Through countless chaotic arcane vortexes, Gordon's eyes pierced straight into the gate of time and space.He saw meteor showers and frost storms; he saw lightning roar and acid boil.In these horrific natural scenes, a creature with five huge dragon heads is approaching step by step.As it, or her huge body got closer and closer, the entire space door seemed unable to withstand the boiling power, and began to tremble violently.

Gordon suppressed the trembling in his heart, and did not let his eyes escape - this was an excellent opportunity to observe the upper gods clearly, and no mage should give up easily.

"My child, I'm here to take you home..."

The voice of the five-color dragon god Tiamat echoed in Gordon's ears.In stark contrast to her terrifying form, the dragon god's voice is a gentle, ethereal mezzo-soprano.Very attractive.

But Gordon only noticed one key word: children!

The black dragon Timodaros is actually a child of Tiamat!

Dragons are inherently obscene.Not to mention the greedy and evil Tiamat, even the majestic Bahamut is a mess in his private life, not inferior to Zeus, the main god in Greek mythology who fucked his sister and aunt.So the news that the black dragon is the son of Tiamat is not too strange.

"At this time, I still have thoughts about gossip about the private life of the gods. I admire myself a little." Gordon smiled self-deprecatingly.

Even if a high god like Tiamat came to the main material world, even if it was just a clone or projection, its level of power was beyond the reach of a small mortal mage like Gordon.

There seems to be no other way but to think about how to run.

Just as Gordon was stroking the platinum seal he had just obtained on his arm, thinking about how to escape.The time-space gate connecting the kingdom of the five-color dragon god and the main material world seemed to be strangled by an invisible giant hand, and suddenly twisted and changed, as if it would collapse soon.

Tiamat on the other side seemed to have discovered this extremely unfavorable change for herself, and she quickened her pace to quickly pass through the time-space gate.And while moving his twisted and terrifying body, he cursed in complicated and lengthy dragon language—translated into common language.It boils down to six words: Bahamut.to die!

But no matter how angry this mighty lady who ruled the five-color dragon clan was, that invisible hand made of pure arcane energy finally completed its mission.

The violent turbulence of energy caused the surrounding air to tremble continuously.Even on the brink of the storm where these two great forces clashed, Gordon found it hard to breathe from the oncoming wind of magic.The mage and everyone else kept backing away, lest they be torn apart by the berserk force.

In the huge energy changes, time and space seem to have lost the concept.I don't know how long it took, Gordon heard a scream that seemed to be able to pierce the soul through several big holes from the gate of time and space, and then, Tiamat's dragon claw that had just stepped into the main material world .Together with that space-time gate, it was crushed to pieces by invisible big hands.

The entire dragon lair suddenly returned to calm, as if everything that happened just now was just an absurd nightmare.

The huge body of the black dragon Timodaros fell into a pool of blood, and he had long lost the arrogance of the previous battle.On its body—to be precise, on the corpse, large scales were torn off, exposing the dark red muscle fibers inside.Timodaros, who was seriously injured, was completely killed by the huge arcane energy before he could escape the confrontation between the two dragon gods.

Gordon also noticed that not far from the body of Timodaros, where the space-time gate was just now, there was a dark and transparent sharp object like black glass.

This is a dragon claw from Tiamat!

Not only did he not have time to descend to the main material world through the time-space gate and save his offspring, but he was even injured. It seems that in this confrontation, the five-color dragon god lost to the platinum dragon god.

A milky white light descended in the cave, covering all intelligent individuals—whether they were humans or undead.Gordon felt warm and comfortable all over, like a fetus sleeping soundly in amniotic fluid.He had this feeling once before, that was when the priest of the Platinum Temple healed his injuries just after crossing.

I don't know when, those undead who were once controlled by the black dragon have all returned to normal.Distortion and madness were gone, and their faces were filled with the joy of being free.

"Young man, thank you for your help this time." The voice of a kind old man suddenly rang in Gordon's ears.According to legend, the image of the platinum dragon god Bahamut most often appearing in the main material world is a kind old man with three canaries. Hearing this voice, Gordon can almost be sure that it is the guardian of the Freyton Empire. The god—Lord Bahamut, was communicating with himself.

"I don't seem to be able to help you with the dispute at this level between you and Tiamat," Gordon said.Ants cannot meddle in the battle of giants, he is very self-aware of this.

"No, you are far more important than I imagined, young man." The voice said, and Gordon seemed to be able to see a kind old man with long beard standing in front of him.Smiling and shaking his head.

"Finally, the matter between Donabelis and Timodaros is over today. Although hundreds of thousands of years is not a long time for me, I am always in a state of mutual wariness with Tiamat , is still not a pleasant thing. Fortunately, because of your hard work, Timodaros had to call his mother to save his life. And Tiamat left his own kingdom of God, ready to come to the world of the main material world Then, I was able to seize the opportunity and teach her a lesson."

Gordon nodded.I probably understand the ins and outs of the matter.Bahamut also wanted to resolve the grievances and grievances between the Silver Dragon, the Black Dragon, and the Sidin Kingdom as soon as possible, but due to Tiamat's constraints, he could not act rashly.Until today, just seized the opportunity.

"Tiamat is willing to take a risk to save Timodaros. Look at this son of hers. Not ordinary."

"You have a good sense of smell, young man, and can draw many conclusions from a little information. As you deduce, there are many secrets in Timodaros, so his body, and the dragon left by his mother Claw. I must take it."

Although this result had been expected, Gordon still had some regrets.The corpse of a high-level black dragon is a priceless treasure trove for mages!Not to mention the claw from the upper god.

"But you don't have to feel depressed, that platinum seal. It's my gift to you."

Unlike Ioun, the god of knowledge who likes to communicate face to face, Bahamut still only hears his voice but doesn't see his body.However, although he likes to hide his head and show his face, the generosity of this dragon god is just as in the legend.Gordon didn't fully understand the specific effect of this Platinum Seal, but judging from its ability to quickly heal Faliya's injury just now, it should have considerable power.

Gordon gently stroked the Platinum Seal on his arm, which had a typical art style of the Arkhorsi Dragonborn Empire, with a giant dragon pattern with rigid lines, and immediately responded to his touch, releasing a slight white light and force field energy, It made Gordon's fingertips tingle a little.

Accompanied by this subtle but clear pain, the system notification sound suddenly appeared in my mind: "You have discovered the heroic model level task: 'Destruction of the Dragonborn Empire-The Millennium War between the Two Dragon Clans (Metal Dragon Clan faction)'. Are you Accept this quest? If you are not satisfied with your current faction, you can find another way to start this quest.”

"Agreed." Gordon didn't think too much about it.Although he has just acquired the Uncommon Elite template, and is still far away from the level of a heroic model, it is always good to plan ahead and prepare early.Moreover, he aspires to be a legend, and he will always set foot on the level of a heroic model in the future. If he makes plans in advance, he can get twice the result with half the effort.

In "Ancient Era", the promotion task of the extraordinary elite template is not uncommon, but if the player wants to obtain the two templates of the heroic model and the legendary destiny, they will come across them but not ask for them.Now that this task was triggered by a coincidence, of course he would not miss it.

As for the system reminding him that if he is dissatisfied with the current camp, he can find another way to start the mission, Gordon never considered it at all.Although psychologically, he felt that he was being treated as a chess piece, and he was a little unhappy.But Gordon is self-aware that a high-ranking deity at the level of Bahamut is undoubtedly doing something that has been planned for thousands of years and has a lot to do with it.As a mortal like him, he should be lucky if he has the qualifications to be a pawn of the gods. If he opens his mouth and keeps saying "my fate is up to me", before he has the legendary strength, he is looking for his own death.

In this world where gods are everywhere and legends are as numerous as dogs, it is the best choice to embrace the thighs for development.Although in addition to the metal dragons, there are two options for this heroic model mission: to help the five-color dragons and to remain neutral, but Gordon will not consider them.

I was an accomplice who killed Timodaros, so I went to seek refuge in Tiamat, a dragon god known for his jealousy and narrow-mindedness, and would only be chewed up and swallowed by the female dragon who was eager to avenge the murder of his son.As for not helping anyone... In the case of being involved in this conflict between the two dragon clans, remaining neutral means that both sides are offended.It is undoubtedly stupid to do so before there is enough strength to become a third-party force.

So to sum up, as a nobleman of the Fererton Platinum Empire, it is Gordon's best choice to take refuge in Bahamut, who is more honest and trustworthy.

When Gordon fell into his own contemplation, Bahamut, who had never been visible before, had quietly left.Before he left, he seemed to have explained something to the survivors of the Siding Kingdom.

When Gordon turned his gaze and stayed on the face of Archmage Sepulsteen, he found that the old man was already in tears.

"Dragon God favors me. I have fulfilled my wish!" Cyprus Ding looked up, as if the top of his head was not a dark and gloomy cave, but a blue sky that could reach directly to the Kingdom of God.

Incarnated as an undead, it took hundreds of years to tirelessly prepare the plan to slaughter the black dragon. What is Cyprus Ding for?Isn't it just to be able to complete the mission, gain Bahamut's favor, and thus enter his divine kingdom "Platinum Plain".

Gordon saw that the body of the old mage was getting thinner and thinner, just like the thick fog in the morning slowly disappearing as the daylight gradually appeared.And beside him, the halfling brother who survived in one body also appeared at some point.same.They received the call of the Platinum Dragon God and are gradually disappearing, leaving the main material world.

"Mage of the adult race, this is the reward promised by our brothers and Cyprus Ding, goodbye."

The halfling pointed to the ground.Then I performed a farewell ceremony unique to my family, and then.His body was the same as that of Cyprus.disappear slowly.

Gordon picked up the box left by the other party from the ground, opened it, and found a few books bound with thick cotton thread, and some miscellaneous gadgets.He doesn't have time to check his mission reward now, because there are other things waiting to be dealt with.

At some point, the captain of the Leixi Guard, Haiting Falodros, led others to crowd around Gordon.Whether it is the Leixi Guard who survived before.Those ghosts who regained their sanity did not follow Archmage Cyprus Ding and enter the Kingdom of the Platinum Dragon God, but stayed in the main material world.

"you……"

Before Gordon finished speaking.Hai Ting leaned on his sword and half knelt, his face in Chinese characters showed the same determination as a living person: "Mr. Master, Dragon God asked us to help you win the war."

The soldiers of these ancient kingdoms stood silently, as thick as a mountain wall.Their gray and black banners are like billowing clouds, and their phantom spears are like trees on a misty winter night.

There is no entity, everything is transformed by spirit and will.But they are still a group of strong fighters.

Gordon worked tirelessly to help Cyprus Dine kill the black dragon Tymodaros, one of the purposes of which was to be able to ask these people to help him fight against the demons after he was done.Now before he could speak, Bahamut gave an order in advance.From a certain point of view, this dragon god is really understanding.

Gordon looked at the pattern on the ghost flag, which symbolized the Siding Kingdom, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Now, I have an army..."

Surrounded by the ghost army, Gordon had to resort to certain magical means to resist the cold air caused by the accumulation of a large amount of negative energy, so as to prevent himself and Faria, who was exhausted after the battle, from being injured.On the other side, Ms. Bishop and the human defenders were in the heat and flames, like hell. <! Ms. Bishop chanted her family's warhorn in an old saying, which means storm. Back then, her father and grandfather both chanted this sonorous and powerful word, and they were invincible on the battlefield. Today, the interim commander's The sword is still sharp, and it has killed an unknown number of demons, but this does not help the current situation - because there are too many demons.

In the abyss, the Balrog is not an army commander like the Serpent, but driving the demons under his command to carry out such head-to-head battles does not require any special military accomplishment.Even those famous founders of the Freyton Empire can only passively engage in this life-for-life flesh and blood game.

The red tide formed by the demons is hitting the crude temporary defense line built by humans wave after wave. Even in the dark night, the huge and flaming body of the Balrog Grondar is still very eye-catching.It is like the worst and strongest nightmare that exists in every human soldier's dream, spreading fear and death all the time.

If it wasn't for knowing that retreating means death, if it wasn't for the desperate resistance of the Freyton nobles headed by Ms. Bishop, I am afraid that human beings would have collapsed irreparably long ago.

But all creatures—whether human beings or visitors from the abyss who smelled of sulfur—know that if there is no miracle, the outcome of the war cannot be changed.

"Ma'am, our left-wing defense line is about to collapse!" A soldier with half a piece of Vlomo's internal organs on his shoulder and wounded leg ran up to her limping.

Recognized by the blue-crossed horseshoe on his armor, he was Lord Roger Reid's personal soldier.

Ms. Bishop was surprised when she heard the bad news brought by the other party: "Where is your master?"

"My lord baron has been inspired by the Dragon God..." the soldier said with the shortest words in a crying voice.

Ms Bishop knew things were going from bad to worse.The left wing, including Earl Thompson's troops, was the side with the strongest troops she deployed, and it collapsed so easily.

"Where is Earl Thompson, the supreme commander of the left wing?" Ms. Bishop asked sharply.

"My lord earl and his entourage withdrew early when they saw that the battle was unfavorable." The soldier cried in despair.

Ms. Bishop almost crushed the hilt of her sword: "That bastard!"

Thompson and his cronies had quite a few excellent war horses in their hands. They must have sensed that the battle was unfavorable and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of other human armies fighting fiercely with demons to break through.Otherwise, it will be too late when the battle situation is set.

Ms. Bishop is only a temporarily elected military commander. Apart from her own troops, she has very weak control over other soldiers.If she is given time, she can also gather and integrate the military power of the nobles, and then disrupt and reorganize all the soldiers.In this way, she will be able to obtain a real army that is prohibited by orders, and there will be no such nonsense of running away.

But unfortunately, facing the devil's pursuit every step of the way, this lady has no time to do these things at all.

Taking advantage of the time when the demon receded and was preparing to organize the next wave of offensive, she said to the soldier: "Let the one with the highest rank on the left flank be the commander, and continue to fight!"

She pointed to a big white bird parked on the dead tree behind her, and said: "This is the Winter Eagle who just arrived, the messenger of the Winter Claw Legion. Soon, our reinforcements will arrive. Persevere, we will be able to victory!"

Hope was rekindled in the soldier's eyes. After paying a military salute, he limped away again. (to be continued..)