Chapter 1235 Senior Brother, You Also Want to Rub an Atomic Bomb with Your Hands!

Archmage Baierbo really didn't expect that just a few months later, Gretel would give him such a big "surprise".

He knows that Gretel has elf blood! He also knew that there were many elves here. They wanted to pull Gretchen there, so it was best to stay on the Elf Island!

But he also knew that Gretel had been separated from his elf mother since he was a child and grew up in a human society. He always considered himself to be a human in his heart. This perception is not easy to change.

With this understanding, the teacher had the confidence to let Gretel go to the Elf Island to broaden his horizons, even if he stayed for ten or eight years, there would be no problem.

Magicians have a long lifespan, and Gretel is qualified to become a legendary magician. In this process, spending ten or eight years traveling and exploring is not a big deal at all!

But... but...

The person in front of me calling "Senior Brother" is an elf boy with brilliant blond hair, bright emerald green eyes, delicate and soft facial features, and a pair of pointed ears...

After transforming into an elf form, although his figure has not shrunk, he still looks much younger. With a slightly stiff smile, she waved to him. If you look closely, you can still see traces of Little Grete's original appearance.

Archmage Baierbo only felt a buzzing in his forehead and a throbbing pain in his temples. Little Gretel, what happened?

Why did you turn into an elf just after the moon disappeared?

"Ah...senior brother..."

Gretel was also a little embarrassed.

The senior brother seemed to be frightened, really frightened.

Also, from the perspective of a magician, after working so hard to cultivate him for such a long time, he will become an elf and never come back. All the efforts of the council and the investment of so many manpower and material resources have been wasted~~~

"Senior brother, look, this is a new appearance-changing spell I've learned!" The top priority is to clear up the misunderstanding. Grete pointed at himself and tried to explain to his senior brother in a tone of excited show off like a teenager:

"Look, it looks like this after it's untied..."

Silently chanting the spell, a soft magic wave rolled from top to bottom, and the brilliant golden color quickly began to fade from the top of the hair. Archmage Baierbo finally breathed a sigh of relief:

Thank God, it seems from the magic fluctuations that it is indeed just a disguise magic, not a change in the nature of the bloodline.

If it's just a disguise, and Gretel is willing to stay fresh for a few days, then let him stay fresh for a few days. Young people, when they get a new magic, they have to play with it for a while...

Those mages from the confusion control department also like to play with one appearance a day, one appearance at a time!

If it weren't for the recognition function of Igor Misuo, which is not only based on appearance, these bastards would have been thrown off the cliff by Misuo one by one!

"Okay, okay, find a place. I have something to bring you." He looked around and saw that the elves watching nearby looked accustomed to it and didn't care about it. He felt even more reassured:

"When the teacher saw your paper, he packed a bunch of things from the parliament and hurriedly sent someone to deliver them to you. Find a bigger place, there are a lot of things this time!"

This time, Black Crow Swamp got the job. Responsible for cross-ocean delivery. A level 15 magician drove the airship directly from Nevis to the Kingdom of the Eagle. Archmage Haines then took over the airship and supplies and flew to the Kingdom of the Sun.

Arriving at the newly built mage tower built by Elder Byerbo, Archmage Heins wanted to go directly to deliver goods to Gretel, but was stopped by Archmage Byerbo:

"That's the secret realm of elves! Even if it explodes and is destroyed, and now there's only a piece of flat land left, and flowers and plants are planted again, it's still the secret realm of elves! The elves rarely allow humans to go there, and even I'm a little gray. Extraordinary light!"

Archmage Heins's black robe fluttered, and eighteen high-level ghosts floated up and down, whirring. Looking at Baierbo's seemingly sincere face, I wanted to refute and complain:

You can take advantage of him, but I can’t take advantage of him?

You are giving him something, but I am not giving him something?

You are his senior brother, okay, this really can't be compared. Black Crow Swamp has never been able to draw Gretchen into his school, which is really a lifelong pain - but he is also the Lord of Plague after all!

Among the supplies sent this time, half of them came from Black Crow Swamp, as well as a complete set of information on the eight-ring necromancy spell [Clone Technique], and three complete experimental materials!

When little Grete had any questions during his study, he wanted me to explain them to him! You go to deliver goods, do you know this spell?

"There are 4 legendary elf elders there - at least 4. There is also a half-step legendary warrior who will soon be promoted to legend." Archmage Baierbo said seriously:

"There are fifty or sixty elves at levels 17, 18, 15, and 16. They hate necromancers very much. Little Gretel once mentioned that he wanted to use necromancy to assist research there, but he was severely rejected - Are you sure you want to go?"

Well……

Forget it. Archmage Haines couldn't be more aware of how nature priests and necromancers hated each other. On the territory where others have an advantage, it is better not to make mistakes.

"Then I will stay with you for a while!" He told Archmage Baierbo worriedly:

"If Little Grete gets permission from the elf, I can come in at any time! Or you can send a letter to me for him, or you can take him out in an airship!"

"Do not worry!"

Alas, why bother, why bother. From the Elf Secret Realm to the Mage Tower in the Kingdom of the Sun, it is due west - maybe a little southwest, more than two thousand miles;

The journey from the Elf Secret Realm to the Mage Tower in the Eagle Kingdom is in the northwest direction, which is actually only more than four thousand miles.

For an airship, this increased distance is not too long, but Archmage Haines has to stay in the mage tower at Thunder Horn for several months, so the loss is a bit big...

Archmage Baierbo successfully stopped his colleagues outside the Elf Forest, and drove a small airship alone to the Elf Forest.

When he arrived at Gretel, he did the same thing, getting things from the airship, from the space equipment lent by the council, and from his own space equipment:

"This is [Time Barrier] given by Mr. Steiner..."

"This is [Eye of the Stars] given by Lady Endor..."

"This is [Dark Blue Song] given by Ms. Helena..."

Just the things given by Legend alone were piled all over the table - not counting those given by His Excellency the Immortal. Gretel was shocked and laughed. When he found out that he had killed two legends and was rewarded by the council, he was slightly relieved:

After all, it is not a reward for nothing. Otherwise, I would be a little nervous when a lot of high-end equipment comes out of nowhere...

"The electron microscope you want, His Excellency the Immortal is assigning disciples to study with your Senior Sister Philby. There is no progress yet, and it is estimated that it will take a few more months to be delivered."

While counting the rewards for Gretel, Archmage Baierbo carefully warned:

"These days, just stay in the Elf Forest, don't go outside, and don't come to me. During this period, the Kingdom of the Sun is a bit chaotic..."

After the army of the Kingdom of the Sun pushed to the border of the Governor-General of Pellu, they reorganized the army and held another large-scale sacrifice. The Sun God adopted Gretel's suggestion and did not use living sacrifices. He even selected prisoners. Several of the culprits were killed.

Even so, with the attention and cheers of the army and the excitement of the people across the country, the Sun God also gained a lot of faith. Then, the mighty torrent of iron and blood pushed straight across the border.

On the other side of the border, the natives who once belonged to the Kingdom of the Sun defected in large numbers. The church was occupied, the statue of the Lord of Glory was torn down, and a new temple was built on its place——

In fact, many churches, which were originally converted temples from the Kingdom of the Sun, have only been returned to their original owners. The original aboriginal nobles and the aborigines with the blood of priests cried bitterly and reiterated their faith in the gods in the temple:

The Sun God, as well as the Lord of the Mountains, the Earth Mother, the Ocean Mother, and various gods, generously gave enough divine power to reestablish the connection with them. Then, gather their teams and gather their manpower:

Call back!

Fight to the capital of the Viceroyalty of Pellew!

Fight to the former royal capital!

Drive all those hateful invaders and hateful white ghosts into the sea!

Naturally, the Governor-General of Pellu, even the Kingdom of Brolin and the Holy See of Glory cannot just watch.

I don’t know how the arrangements are made on the other side of the sea. In short, a legend came from the Governorate of the Storm Islands, the Governorate of New Granada on the east side of the New World, and the Governorate of the Silver River at the southernmost tip of the New World:

The three legends worked together to build a line of defense against the Sun Kingdom's army. For this reason, the entire Governor-General of Pellu was in flames of war, forcing Archmage Haines's airship to make a long circle from the sea.

"Then... can the Sun God defeat him?"

Gretel couldn't help but be concerned. The Sun God killed two legends before, which can be said to be a surprise and an unprepared attack. Faced with the three legends of the Holy See joining forces and greatly increasing their vigilance, the Sun God will not suffer, right?

"Don't worry, if you suffer a loss, you will definitely not suffer a loss!"

Archmage Baierbo couldn't help laughing. His eyes were bright when he smiled, his eyebrows were raised when he smiled, and his whole body was shaking when he smiled. Gretel laughed until he became a little anxious, and then told him seriously:

"Recently, with my help, the Sun God has a new skill... which is to dig out the ore in the secret realm, purify it, and then use magic to ignite it..."

He gestured:

"Boom! Legendary blow!"

Gretel: "..."

Great, so you really made the atomic bomb?

"Senior brother, please don't get close! Stay far away, watch inside the bunker, hide in the lead room, and don't go out until the radiation outside comes down!"

"Don't worry, I won't think that I am stronger than the legend." Archmage Baierbo comforted him seriously. After comforting him, he said with regret:

"Unfortunately, until now, this spell can only be released with ore, and the casting distance cannot be increased. Only the Sun God himself can play it. One day, I will become our legend and be able to cast spells without injury..."

"Well, Senior Brother, I think you should study slowly first and figure out what is in the atoms before we talk..."

Archmage Baierbo described the situation outside while handing over the supplies. After finishing speaking, vomiting, and counting things, Grete began to put them away one by one:

"Oops!—My space bag is all full!"

"That old vine bird of yours is too small." Elder Fahim's laughing voice came from outside the door:

"Little Grete, how are you? Do you want me to help you transform it?"

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