Mage Adam

Adam bluntly put forward his request. At this time, any ambiguous expression may become an excuse for future troubles. Xinyati is the hub of the front line, and any piece of information in any location is important information. Received endless blows from the mage, even if the opponent is a ninth-level immortal. Furthermore, the mage world is not a weak civilization, as long as the necessary politeness is maintained in the diplomatic process, there is no need to accommodate anyone too much.

As he said, the envoy reception area will be imprisoned layer by layer and Xinyati will be separated. In this area, Vientiane Heavenly Venerable and the upcoming plane envoys are allowed to modify according to their own ideas, but that's all. To get out of this area, you must get the permission of the mage. Reaching out without authorization is equivalent to starting a war.

Nahum whispered, "Nice job! I knew you could handle it!"

Wanxiang Tianzun was not surprised by this, and said kindly: "It's very reasonable, I will abide by it."

Adam said: "The mage world wants to get a detailed map of the catastrophe area, the distribution of monsters, and the location of the existing plane. I don't know what price it will cost?"

He didn't ask, for example, how strong is the fairy civilization? How many nine levels are there? What kind of sensitive information is there under Zhenmoyuan? Unless it is a fool, no one will casually say such important information, and Wanxiang Tianzun has nothing similar to consulting with a mage.

Now the coordinates of the fairy civilization are exposed, but mages can’t get in. The coordinates of the mage’s world are still in the dark, but the fairy civilization can send envoys to the front line. In this way, it’s almost the same. The rest is to test, show strength, and then analyze and deduce Find balance.

Information such as maps and distribution is time-sensitive, even if the timeliness is very long, 50,000 years is also a long time, and Wanxiang Tianzun did not expect to exchange information from 50,000 years ago for anything important However, what the mages paid was nothing more than a few high-level seal scrolls.

It can be seen that she is very interested in Laura's sealing technique, but the knowledge of the true spirit level cannot be revealed by a few scrolls, so the mage happily exchanged with her.

Wanxiang Tianzun didn't mean to care about everything, after taking out the map,

Information about the languages ​​they know is also attached to help mages translate the broadcast into various languages.

Her intentions are not necessarily well-intentioned. It is probably because she has seen the strength of the mage world before she first arrived. She has confidence in whether the mage can resist monsters. .

However, the mage doesn't care whether she has such thoughts. War is inevitable. The mage is good at supporting war with war. The looted resources will be quickly converted into new supplies and sent back. Empty consumption is the most undesirable thing, especially It is when there are some mercenary mages on the front line.

Legion 66 continued to march, starting from the coordinates of Xinyati, passing the radiation range of the immortal civilization, and marching towards the plane where the location has been proven. Adam still stood still, responsible for adjusting the broadcast and waiting for the arrival of the envoys from other planes.

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The mages did not expect that the second visitor was not an emissary, but a whole race.

Two months later, a fleet of five huge airships appeared in the mage's wide-area scouting magic circle, seventy light-years away from Xinyati.

"Finally someone is here! I thought no one in the disaster zone would trust us."

"A group of idiots. I have been a war mage for so many years, and this is the first time I have received an aid mission. As long as they are obedient, the mage will not covet the pollution plane that they are so broken that they don't even have the source."

"It's also normal. The first race to arrive must be the poor guys who have been on the verge of destruction. It is also necessary to be vigilant."

The bored mages in the foreign exchange department suddenly became excited, and gathered around the radar screen, wanting to see the true face of the messenger for the first time.

"This is...the fleet?" A mage pointed at the screen hesitantly, "This thing that leaks air everywhere can still fly?"

This was the common thought of the mages present. It was really surprising that the fleet stopped at that time.

The surface shield of the spaceship is useless, and even the most basic ability to neutralize the void radiation is about to fail. Every time the Nether Storm blows, it will cause damage to the spaceship, making people worry whether they will be blown away next time. There are countless breaches in the hull of each spaceship, and the gaps are covered with disgusting mutated flesh and pollution energy, but at this time, they play a protective role instead, and mages can feel the inside of the spaceship. There are biological and mutant flesh and blood struggles, and it is difficult to maintain the balance.

Their engines are probably about to be damaged, and they have to pause for a long time before each jump to continue the energy. The process of opening the space gap is even more difficult. The four spaceships are tightly protecting the central one, which seems to be almost hugging. The thought of seeing death as home entered the crack, and after driving out from the exit at the other end, the already damaged protective layer fluctuated violently, and it took a long time to stop before continuing to drive.

The distance of each of their jumps is pitifully short. According to this speed, the distance of 70 light years will take a long time for them to travel.

The mages stared at it for a week, and finally couldn't help it anymore: "There are two jumps in seven days, and the total distance is less than two light years, and the second time is shorter than the first time. If this continues, wait until they reach Xinyati. It's all over."

"More than that, if the next leap distance is shorter, I'm afraid they will soon stagnate in the void, and they will die."

"Notify Lord Adam, I think they need help."

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"Cosmodo, how far is it from Xinyati?" In the central spaceship, a majestic but haggard and tired man with a beard asked.

"Wang, I can't calculate it. The direction is right, but it's too far away. We don't have much energy left, and we can support five jumps at most. If we haven't reached Xinyati by then..." He didn't say the rest , but the ending is obvious, they will become floating corpses in the void.

The resource reserve has long been depleted, and now it is the energy of the creatures themselves that supports the leap, but they have no supply channels, and they will surely die if they continue like this, and they dare not step out of the spaceship, and they dare not shoot the message for help, they are afraid of receiving It was not Xinyati who sent the message, but those terrifying demons.

Wang sighed: "Abandon the frigate, order the clansmen to enter the mothership, and concentrate all the power to make a long-distance jump."

Cosmodo raised his head suddenly: "But, Wang, if you fail..."

"One last fight, Cosmodo, bring the tribe and the newborn to me."

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