The Rise of the Cemetery

Klein Continent, Brayland Magister Kingdom, somewhere in the Seventh Ring Tower.

This is already the tallest part of the Seventh Ring Tower. Looking down through the airtight open windows, it is already difficult to see the crowds and buildings on the ground without blessing the eagle eyes.

"Teng".

A huge soaring fire pillar suddenly detonated in the corner of the hall. However, he came and went quickly, and soon the pillar of fire disappeared abruptly as it appeared, only revealing a strange old man with red hair and red skin.

Several male and female mages who had been waiting for him immediately swarmed up and bowed to the eccentric old man who appeared suddenly. Judging from their respectful worship, outsiders will mistakenly think that they are all wizard apprentices who have just seen extraordinary powers, but they can only be detected from their magnificent red robe. All of them went to the teacher in red robe stomping on the ground in Briland.

At this moment, in the hall, the big red robe standing in the hall went to the teacher, and randomly selected a big man who was placed in the royal banquet of Breland, all of whom needed His Majesty the King to accompany him. But here, they are only trivial errands.

The legendary mage "Flame Tyrant" Vihari walked out of the flame teleport angrily, and quickly walked towards the huge row of obsidian conference tables in the hall, asking aloud while walking.

"What kind of big thing needs to be called back specifically? Isn't it the turn of Archimes' bastard? Isn't his brain broken, or the gang of gods in the church came over, otherwise what kind of thing needs Launching the call of life? This **** bastard, I knew he was unreliable and had n’t been the speaker of the shit. I wanted to drive the legendary mage like a ants ... "

Surrounded by the flame tyrant is a majestic 19-level red robe big division to the division, but at the moment it is a flattering expression bending down to make a smile. Not daring to use spells to disperse the rippling flame aftermath, only to secretly turn the flame ring on the tail finger to bless himself with strong flame resistance, while whispering behind the legendary mage.

"Great Fire Tyrant, this call to life is not just for you. As far as I know, all the legendary lords who have been in contact with the Magi Association for nearly two hundred years have received the call of life, I am afraid ... "

The flame tyrant Vihari's footsteps stopped, and the red eyes that were obviously different from humans ejected a three-foot-long magic flame. The temperature of the flaming flame around the body was instantly raised to Baidu.

"All the legendary mages? Did Archimes' boy intend to ..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp, sharp metal sound in the magic hall suddenly sounded.

"Yes, I just intend to hold the Seven Ring Conference."

With the sound of the voice, a bright obsidian conference table, the bright and bright floor that could reflect the figure slowly raised and shaped, and a puppet figure covered with metal luster appeared. It was the legendary puppet mage Archimos who was targeted by Vihari.

In his hand, a magic scroll with a simple style and full of mysterious mysterious patterns is gleaming with light, and all kinds of soul fluctuations are intermingled with the flash of light and continue to spread to the endless void and spread. ,ripple……

This is the oldest generation of Masters gathered here in the Seventh Ring Pagoda, and after holding the strong forces of the church to clear the internal forces, the Seventh Ring Covenant was jointly created to improve internal cohesion. Every legendary caster who joins the Mage Guild will leave its own soul mark on it, and promise not to stand by when the Mage Guild encounters major difficulties.

The Seven-Ring Covenant is also usually in the hands of the legendary caster who sits in turn to sit in the Magister Guild. And the legendary mage of the Master Guild in this century of rotation is Archimos, so it is not surprising that he can launch the calling function of the Seven Ring Covenant.

Not waiting for Vihari to question angrily, another crisp and cold female voice suddenly inserted.

"I support!"

As soon as the voice fell, a whirlwind suddenly blew inside the magic hall. The cold wind extracted enough water element particles from the air to condense an ice sculpture-like image of a beautiful lady at the corner of the hall.

"Selena? You ..." Vihari recognized who the female voice was, and more doubts followed, making him more confused. Finally, he turned his head to the red robe behind him and went to the teacher to sternly shout, "Tell me in detail what kind of big thing has happened to the Klein plane in the past 100 years!"

So when the flame tyrant Vihari sat at the table and closed his eyes to refresh himself, after the great robe of the red robe had already left him, the big events in the entire Klein plane quickly described the incidents one by one. Vihari closed his eyes and listened to other things. Even if there was a major event such as a magic disaster somewhere, he did not let him open his eyes, but the only three things not only made him open his eyes, but also looked at him. Su asked a few words in a low voice.

The first is the accidental loss of Master Lukes 67 years ago to the bottomless abyss. This made Vihari humming coldly, whispering in a low voice: "It's over, absolutely over ... Hum, I'm going to see, if the old monster from Valence returns, how do you guys end ..."

The second is that three legendary lich of the Undead United Council teamed up three years ago to overthrow the former Kingdom of Morro Herde, turning a huge human kingdom into tombs everywhere, and the shadowy ghosts that do not see the sun all day long. But his response to this was wonderful, with both dissatisfaction and resentment, but more of it was a dismay.

The third one is the absolute event that really touched his mind-the half plane of the undead Lord Sean VII is gone!

This event even shocked Vihari. He backhanded the red robe to the division and pulled it to his side. Waving his hand into a small and exquisite chair with magic flame, he sat on it and lay on his ear. The whole story has been told bit by bit.

It's a pity that this red robe went to the teacher to understand the inside story very little, which made Vihari tickle more and more amused, his hands waved away from each other, he silently cast a silent conversation with someone remotely.

The huge magic hall is as large as 10,000 square meters, and there are only a few 17 seats near the entire huge obsidian round table. Only those legendary casters who have passed the power threshold are eligible to sit here. While Vihari was in a trance for new information, three more legendary mages appeared on his seat.

Vihari glanced coldly, one is the legendary mage Femora, the current mage guild president, and the other is the vice-president Shaslar, who was able to advance to the legendary mage after stepping on Luke.

These two legendary mages have advanced in the past two hundred years, so in Vihari's eyes, they can only be regarded as the new generation of young characters, and they can't be compared with these old legends that have been advanced for thousands of years. Seriously, even Serena, who has advanced for 600 years, is only a little girl here in Vihari. If it weren't for him to have some friendship with Catherine's father, I'm afraid it wouldn't give him a good look either.

In the following hour, as various teleportation methods appeared across the space, legendary casters with strange shapes and strange shapes came to this magic hall one after another and sat on their own exclusive seats.

To be honest, every legendary spellcaster who rushed back from the depths of the Xinghai was full of complaints, and even more glared at the puppet mage Archimos' unauthorized launch of the Seven Ring Covenant. However, when the puppet master passed a battle scene that took place in the middle of the plane to all the legendary casters present in the spirit connection, their complaints all disappeared, and the expressions exposed were even more varied. There are sneers, applause, and gloomy faces, but more of them are silent and unwilling to show their emotions to others.

Although they are both legendary spellcasters, they are all born in the Master Guild. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, all kinds of grudges and hatreds are intertwined with each other. This makes the Master Guild with only a dozen principals truly high-level factions The relationship is complicated. Even many parties are unable to completely smooth the true relationship between each other, and it is even harder for outsiders to discern the true position of these legendary spellcasters.

This is a legendary battle that takes place between the layers of the Klein plane.

One side of the battle is the undead Lord Sean VII, and the other side is the three cardinals from the morning light church. The whole battle was short and tragic. Xia En, who had ruled the Mage Guild for 200 years, was the passive side, guarding his broken half plane, blocking the attack of the three cardinals with swarming undead creatures. , And the war and retreat disappeared deep in the interlayer of the plane.

To be honest, all of you here have never seen the great Sean VII have such an embarrassing moment. Those casters who had a deep hatred against it couldn't help but clap their hands, regardless of the face of Master President Femora. After all, this Fermora is a descendant of the Shane family, and he still has a secret connection with the undead master to this day.

Most of the legendary mages of the Master Guild have been hiding in their own half-plane for years, either delving into the spell experiments of interest to them, or traversing the void world with the legendary body, and exploring the plane world in the endless star sea. Every time the Mage Guild calls on them with the Seven Rings Covenant, they need to cross hundreds of millions of miles to run back from the depths of the starry sky.

Although there is a half plane as a transit, the beloved spell experiment must be put down or suspended, and those trapped on some special occasions are unable to get away for a while. So when the light of the 7th Ring Covenant gradually dissipated, there were 17 seats and 6 free seats.

It seems that there are still many legendary mages stuck in the depths of Xinghai and unable to turn back in time, which is also a helpless thing.