goddess of revolution

Chapter 144 The Storm of the Storm Islands

Going out to sea from the Causeway Port of Hadron, sailing thousands of kilometers east, the sea is blocked by endless islands and reefs and terrifying storms.

Change to a floating boat on the island and reef, led by a professional magic navigator, penetrate this layer of storm, and come to a new world.

The islands, large and small, extend in all directions, reaching out to the sky.A tall tower can be seen on each of the slightly larger islands. There are square and pointed ones, and some are straight and round. The height seems to be related to the identity or strength of the owner of the tower.

Above the tower, dense floating ships or flying monsters appear in the clouds.Below the tower are layers of buildings, extending like an appendage of the tower.

In the distance of the sky is a towering mountain, but when you get closer, you realize that it is a scene of countless towers piled up on several islands.

With the island as the foundation, the tower with a height of more than one thousand meters supports a grand and prosperous city like a pillar.

This is a three-dimensional city, divided into several layers according to height, and each layer lives with mortals of different status.On the highest floors, magicians with silver tower marks embroidered on their sleeves and hems came and went. They were like gods living in the clouds, trampling the whole world under their feet.

The Storm Islands, the region where Fein Mage Union is located, and the City of Silver in the center is also known as the City of Wantaa.

The highest floor of the Tower of the Supreme Council is located in the center of the city, and the circular plaza is full of vehicles. The birds and beasts are shocked by the magic power covering this floor, and they are all silent.

Magicians in robes of various colors stepped onto the petal-like translucent arch bridge, drawn by a gentle flow of magic power, like souls summoned by angels, and threw themselves at the tower representing the power center of Fein's magical world.

Under the porch of the tower, the magic warriors put their hands on their chests and bowed their heads in respect.

These young people selected from the common people have been trained in anti-magic potions since childhood, and are specialized in using magic weapons and fighting techniques. They are the minions domesticated by magicians, and they are just used as ceremonial decorations here.

Behind the magic warrior, the combat magicians in black and red short robes, holding long swords or staffs, scanned every visitor vigilantly.They are the real guards of the tower, and they only obey the Supreme Council of the Mages Union.

There are tall magic puppets behind the battle magician, some are responsible for detecting dangerous objects, and some serve as the backup of the battle magician.

Coupled with the legendary enchantment covering the tower of the Supreme Council, even the legendary magician has been weakened by a whole level here, making this the safest place in the Storm Islands.

"very safe……"

The sixth-level magician Zold Mildern let out a mocking laugh, causing the neighboring magicians to look suspiciously at him.When the other party looked back, these people either responded with a friendly smile, or turned their heads and pretended not to notice.

Although the Milden family is not a golden family with thousands of years of inheritance, it is also a big family with profound accumulation in the Storm Islands. Even many legends dare not belittle.

Entering the high tower, and then stepping into the inner supreme hall, one is immediately in a vast space like chaotic void.

There are boat-like seats floating in the space, and the Supreme Council composed of more than 300 high-level magicians and even legendary magicians is the handle of power of the Mage Union.All major matters related to the Storm Islands, mages, and magic workshops are finally decided or ruled here.

Most of the "boats" are white, like the stars and the moon, surrounding more than 20 blue boats in the center, these are the council members of the Supreme Council.

If the Supreme Council is a scepter, these 23 directors are the jewels at the top of the scepter.

A loud voice came from a blue boat, and an old face with white hair and beard also appeared on the light screen of each boat.

The uncrowned king of the Mages Union, in charge of the hand of the scepter, Pamir LeMay, has served as the chairman of the Supreme Council Council for 20 years.Until he is promoted to a demigod and embarks on a journey to the planes, he will remain in this position unless he commits an unforgivable crime.

"The council's resolution on prohibiting the proliferation of phantom technology last month has received a lot of opinions recently. Today, on behalf of the council, I will make some explanations here."

This impromptu meeting is not what LeMay wants to see. In fact, he firmly opposes the holding of such a meeting.

But he is not the king or the pope, and he has no right to stop when more than half of the members of the council agree.

He was just a little surprised that [-]% of the directors supported the meeting, which showed that he underestimated the impact of this matter.

Who would have thought that a small vision would spark such a big debate that a verdict must be reached as soon as possible.

"Before I make specific explanations, I hope you will silently recite the "Oath of the Era" that you joined the Mage Union..."

Le May glanced at the crowd, seeing that everyone lowered their eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

It is still the Supreme Council he is familiar with, and it is still the situation he is familiar with, and everything is under control.

This is just a small accident. The magician's soul is beyond the mortal world. As long as everyone remembers the oath, there are some noisy mortal affairs, which are just a fleeting moment.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, we mages left the mainland and settled in the desolate and barren Storm Islands, and finally built this place into Finn's paradise on earth. All this comes from our deep reflection on how to use magic."

"Balance, harmony, elegance and peace, this is the way of magic. Magic is used to shape the soul, to explore the plane, and to expand Finn. Gods govern mortals, rule the continent, and magic explores the unknown and discovers mysteries. Gods With magic, the boundary is like a natural barrier that separates the Storm Islands from the mainland, we should be in awe, obey, discover and abide by such boundaries in every little thing."

"The "Oath of the Era" has told us everything. Magicians rely on such precepts to obtain peace across the era. As long as we obey such precepts, we will always be transcendent from the world, instead of being driven out of Fein's main plane, Become a plane wanderer like an elf."

"The "Oath of the Era" is still suffering from the erosion of time. In this era, the sacred brilliance has dimmed a lot. The mysteries of magic are widely spread in the mainland, and countless wild mages have broken away from the control of the Mage Federation. Even the members of the Federation Many magicians are also walking on the mainland in large numbers, and magic techniques are widely used in various kingdoms. There are even some high-level magicians who broke away from the federation and moved the magic tower and magic workshop to the mainland. This is a betrayal!"

Speaking of the latter, Le May was a little excited, and wisps of lavender aura overflowed from his body, which is the characteristic of his legendary power.If there is no powerful enchantment, and if you are in this special space, the laws of the surrounding world will be distorted to a considerable extent.

"It's just that the sacred brilliance of the oath has been polluted, and the body is still intact. The oath between the magician and the god is still valid, and the Storm Islands are still an extraterrestrial paradise on the main plane of Finn."

"But in the second half of last year, some bad signs appeared. The phantom technology that had been silent for tens of thousands of years was unearthed by some people with ulterior motives to confuse mortals and infect souls."

"If it's just about priests, wild mages, and businessmen, we don't need to ask about it. It's just mortals doing it for themselves. It's sad that many of us magicians, many magic workshops, joined this evil and The sanctity of the oath and the authority of the Federation are disregarded for the sake of a few gold-bulls in the tide of corruption, allowing mirage technology to spread at a disturbingly rapid rate."

"According to the investigation of the Supervision Department of the Council, from January to March this year, the total amount of recorded crystals flowing from the Storm Islands to the mainland was 170 times that of the same period last year! 90.00% of them were used in illusions!"

"The phantom magic circle, which was originally used only for the leisure and entertainment of the upper-class nobles, has derived hundreds of variants. The phantom magic circle, which is at least a few thousand gold bushels, now only needs hundreds or even tens of gold bushels! On the sale of crystals that record the illusion drama, give the magic circle as a gift directly! Such a magic circle is not only poorly made, but also has no protection for magic technology, which has become a major hidden danger for the spread of magic technology!"

"The Ministry of Supervision also found that in order to reduce costs, many magic workshops have quietly set up production branches in the mainland. From material processing to magic circle production, all links have evaded the control of the Federation. Now it is only copper, mithril, fine Gold, record crystals and low-level magic spar, will all magic materials be no longer under the control of the Federation in the future? Magic materials cannot be controlled, and magic tools and even magic weapons will also be out of control. What are the consequences of this? Seriously, haven't you thought about it?"

"If it's just materials, the federation wouldn't be so vigilant. Other trends are even more terrifying. The Ministry of Supervision has noticed that in order to further reduce costs, the magic workshop is recruiting a large number of mortals from the mainland and training them as low-level magicians. And Some magicians also widely teach spells such as Mage's Eye and Mirage Editing in the mainland, and they created a profession called 'photographer' to further promote the spread of mirage technology."

"This is a more serious crime than the widespread spread of magic technology in the mainland! The "Oath of the Era" has very clear regulations. Magicians can recruit magic apprentices in the mainland, but they cannot build magic schools in the mainland! Magic workshops recruit mortals , training as a magic worker, this is the magic academy! With the magic academy, magic will open its doors to mortals, and the mistakes of the first era will be staged again!"

"In the first era, the magic empire was overthrown, and the lessons of the main plane of Fein almost collapsed were all written in the "Oath of the Era". Every magician should regard it as a commandment that is as important as life! Magic must be kept with mortals. Distance, magic must be far away from the world, possess mystery, magic cannot be used to change mortal thoughts, culture, society and history!"

"Now, the little phantom is doing such a thing! I even received a paper from a wild mage from the mainland. That ignorant and arrogant guy actually wants to 'invent' the 'phantom net' that relies on the magic net to transmit phantoms! He obviously He didn't know that this kind of technology was available to every household in the magic empire 3 years ago. He didn't even know that it was this kind of technology that made the magic empire go on the road of invincibility! But Through him, we can see that the spread of magic in the mainland is already in an extremely dangerous situation!"

Flamel paused and scanned the congressmen present, seeing expressionless faces.

He doesn't care, he doesn't need to see the thoughts of the congressmen, he just needs to let the congressmen understand his thoughts.

"Based on this judgment, the council has made a resolution to prohibit the further spread of phantom technology in the mainland."

"All magic workshops set up on the mainland must be dismantled within a time limit. All magic workers must be relocated to the Storm Islands for registration and supplementary education. All attempts to reduce the price and quality of illusions are in violation of the "Oath of the Era" A serious crime! Relying on the magic net to develop illusion spells for civilian use will be regarded as a blasphemy against magic! The council will impose the most severe sanctions!"

LeMay's explanation made many congressmen frown, and he added: "This does not mean that illusion spells will become a forbidden area for magic. In the past, trade with mainland churches and nobles will not be affected, but it must be approved by the directors. It is also a necessary measure to strengthen management.”

"Okay, that's all I have to say."

He patted the handrail of the boat. The energy he spent today was enough for the members of parliament to see his sincerity and determination.

"Since today is the resolution meeting, let's make a pre-vote statement on the topic of whether to adjust the text of the resolution."

The authority of the council cannot be challenged, and no resolution can be overturned, but concessions can be made on details, which also reflects the necessary flexibility.

From Flamel's point of view, this kind of flexibility is not rigorous at all, and it does not conform to the rules of magic at all.

Form is still necessary, Flamel told himself.

There was silence in the space, as usual, voting was basically just a formality.What kind of statement is even more unnecessary in such a trivial matter, and Le May is too lazy to arrange for his own people to do it.

Just as LeMay was about to bang the gavel, announcing that he would skip the statement and start voting, a voice sounded.

Very young voice, Zolder Mildern, the eldest son of the Mildern family, which made LeMay squint his eyes.

The Ministry of Supervision reported that Milden Magic Workshop not only opened a phantom production workshop in the mainland, but also abandoned the Chamber of Commerce and did business with various branches by itself, which is the most active one in this chaos.

"Dear chairman, and fellow directors and councilors..."

Zold took a deep breath, and said the words that made Flamel crush the armrest suddenly, and some people gasped.

"I think today's topic should be to abolish the "Oath of Era"!"

(End of this chapter)