1287 Invasion 1

On Wednesday, the sky was clear and the sun was high in the tower.

After the Supreme Council's execution order was issued, the entire tower began to revel.

Even the ordinary people, after knowing the upcoming action, were inspired, excited and looking forward to the beautiful prospects described by Belozovo.

And the entire wizard class, which was related to their own interests, fell into madness after learning about Belozovo's passionate speech in the Supreme Council. Even those scholar-type wizards who have always been rational have been tempted to participate!

The vast plane is waiting for our conquest...

Countless wealth is waiting for our collection...

There are only things we can't think of, but there is nothing we can't do...

The glory created by the ancient wizards will surely reappear in the near future...

The glory of the plane war will only belong to the brave and the strong who have confidence in themselves...

On the day when the execution order was officially issued, Belozvo's passionate impromptu speech was interrupted by applause countless times. The enthusiastic participants pushed the atmosphere to the extreme, and finally there was a reason for everyone to bury the memory of the previous bloody cleansing deeply, with a beautiful vision of the future, looking forward to the real implementation of the plane invasion plan!

And Belozvo did not disappoint everyone. On the third day after the speech in the parliament, the grand departure ceremony was held in the square on the south side of the Corona Tower.

The legion of killer war beasts led by Dmitry finally came into everyone's sight. Especially when thousands of huge, seemingly pieced-together killer beasts entered the square in an orderly and silent manner, the spectators could not help but be taken aback by the obscure and powerful aura released by these killer beasts. They felt the power of the Supreme Council in addition to being shocked.

Therefore, when the killer beast army arrived at the designated location. The entire viewing platform was filled with warm and lasting applause, as well as cheers from outside the venue.

Belozov, standing in the air beside the barrier of the prayer square, had a serious expression but satisfaction and pride in his eyes.

The planning for countless years has finally come to this point. All the honors will belong to him, the Hamilton family, and the direct descendants of the family who will inherit the inheritance in the future family!

Belozov, who was full of ambition and looked at the fanatical crowd, felt that at this moment, all the grievances he had suffered for many years would be eliminated when many brilliant achievements were reported back. The haze that had been buried in his heart would no longer exist!

As the Killer War Beast Corps was in place, the rest of the corps that would set off in the next few days also passed by the viewing platform one after another. Although this formal review could not fully demonstrate the combat power controlled by the Supreme Council, it was enough to deter those rebels who had not surrendered until now.

The review lasted about an hourglass hour, and the ten corps under the Supreme Council appeared one after another, especially when the last "Mombia" corps composed of middle and high-level wizards passed by the viewing platform. It also set the atmosphere to the extreme!

And Belozov, with a satisfied smile on his face. Only at this time did he turn around and face the prayer square that had always remained mysterious to the outside world, and pressed his palm on the isolation barrier.

After the buzzing sound appeared, it quickly intensified and suppressed the cheers in the viewing area. As the isolation barrier gradually became transparent, the situation inside finally came into everyone's eyes.

The prayer square that had been abandoned for many years actually had a vague space door above the fountain in the center!

The silk-like energy that was escaping from the edge of the Prayer Square was still gathering towards the space gate, making the space gate that seemed to not exist in this plane slowly dragged out from the void.

The faint light that was still shining on the space gate that was more than 50 meters high caused the space on the side of the gate to distort and deform. Even the rustling sound of the space turbulence had entered everyone's ears before the isolation barrier was completely removed.

And Master Lanmodo, who was standing in front of the space gate, was only accompanied by his disciple Demilan. The two of them faced the space gate that was about to appear from the void, but their expressions were different.

Master Lanmodo, who was responsible for coordinating the repair of the space gate on the Prayer Square, had a serious expression but excitement in his eyes.

But Demilan, the disciple standing beside him, had a blank expression on his face, with only woodenness and dullness in his eyes, like a mechanical puppet, who would only obey the orders of Master Lanmodo.

Master Lanmodo, who noticed that the barrier had been removed, turned around to face the viewing area. Instead of the admiring, worshipful, or eager gazes he had often faced before, he saw a lot of complex, even hostile cold stares.

Master Lanmodo knew that he had caused this situation because of the repair of the interdimensional teleportation array in the Prayer Square. Although he was annoyed, he did not show it. He quickly came to Belozvo with his disciple Demilan and handed over a fist-sized cone-shaped magic weapon.

After taking the cone-shaped magic weapon, Belozov noticed Master Lanmodo's dejection. He hesitated for a moment and then lowered his voice to persuade him. "Master, you have worked hard! I believe that when the glory created by the ancient wizards is reproduced, all those who have doubted you will appear in front of you to apologize!"

Shaking his head slightly, glancing at his wooden disciple Demilan beside him, Master Lanmodo's eyes showed pity and sighed. "No need to say, I know what I am doing..."

Belozovo bowed his head slightly and said no more. His figure flashed and appeared in front of the space door that had not yet completely stabilized.

The force field brilliance belonging to the Dawn-level wizard appeared on Belozov's body surface, and the cone-shaped magic weapon he held in his hand was raised high, and then the top crystals that appeared beside him shot out in all directions.

The swishing sound was like an intense drumbeat, and as these top-level crystals were embedded in the rune array on the Prayer Square, the increased dragging force completely pulled out the space gate in the void, making it appear above the fountain in the center of the Prayer Square!

The huge and violent throbbing of the space made the wizards who came to watch the ceremony feel the pressure, and Belozov, whose body force field was suddenly shining, also burst out a purple-red light from the cone-shaped magic tool in his hand, instantly dyeing the space gate purple-red!

The tooth-grinding friction sound echoed in the air, and Belozov slowly retreated while the space gate was gradually opening, but the extremely thin light filaments shot out by the cone-shaped magic tool in his hand were connected to the space gate at some point.

In the light thread that seemed like an energy bond, there were countless nearly transparent strange runes. After these automatically rotating runes merged into the space gate through the light thread, the spatial throbbing generated in the space gate gradually weakened, until the space gate was completely opened, and the water curtain-like passage appeared in everyone's sight.

Belozov, who had his back to the viewing area, turned around and everyone realized that he seemed to have aged dozens of years in vain in just a short moment, and looked particularly tired.

But Belozov, with excitement in his eyes, returned to normal in an instant. After he put away the cone-shaped magic weapon he held high and scanned everyone present, he turned to the Killer War Beast Corps that were lined up and waiting to set off.

Looking at the Killer War Beast controlled by Dmitri standing at the front of the queue like a hill, Belozov shouted. "Are you ready!"

"Okay..."

But Belozov's passionate shout was only replaced by a muffled response.

Belozov's pupils shrank slightly, and he was a little embarrassed, but he still dodged and made way for the passage to the space door, and waved his right arm to give the order. "Let's go!" (To be continued...)