Chapter 738 The Swan Song of Emperor Morton

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"What?! Your arcane points cost more than 7,000 points, and now there are only more than 2,000 points left?" Locke said in shock as he looked at Ashar who finally walked out of the laboratory.

After all, people are not made of iron. As a second-level dark elementalist of Ashar, Rao has conducted research experiments in the laboratory for more than three months, and his body is also a little overwhelmed.

Rarely, Ashar gave herself a week off.

Just when I was chatting with Locke just now, Locke knew what the master had done in the library of Huiyue Academy for half a month.

With more than 7,000 arcane points, ordinary first-level magicians may not be able to accumulate so much in a lifetime, but Ashar consumed them in just half a month.

"The knowledge I gained from the Arcane Light of Huiyue Academy has not been fully understood. It will take at least half a year to fully understand and master the theory of these magical elements." Ashar said to Locke.

For the level of thirst for knowledge, magicians are a group of lunatic who sleep and eat. Fortunately, Locke is not a magician, so he can't understand this crazy behavior.

"You don't have to wait for me in Huiyue City. If you want to continue to practice, you can go to the Belem Empire first." Ashar took a cup of tea and took a sip after dinner, then said.

Locke shook his head, "It was all agreed at the beginning. When we leave the Aybarut Empire, we will separate again. It's still early. And I haven't grown to the bottleneck stage."

Locke didn't want to part with Ashar so early.

"That's up to you." After drinking the water in the teacup in his hand slowly, Ashar got up and left the living room.

Memilla was still working hard on her fighting spirit outside. In order to reward this girl for her good dinner tonight, Locke gave her a high-level wind energy spar.

From a certain point of view, the appearance of high-level energy spar is far better than ordinary diamonds and pearls, and it is much more dreamy and blurred.

Memira, who received a high-level wind energy spar, regarded this energy spar very highly and stored it in her space ring, but she had no intention of using it.

"The low-level attendant is not your end. This is just a starting stage. The next training and breakthrough will become more difficult. Your goal is to be promoted to the middle-level attendant within one year." Locke said to Memilla.

two months ago

, The New Year has passed, Memilla has become a fifteen-year-old girl, and Locke has finally ushered in his memorable age of sixty.

Far away tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Huiyue Sacred Tower, in the capital of the Ebalut Empire, Frento, the master of the Huiyue Sacred Tower, the Demon General Cecilia, is waiting for His Majesty's reception.

The Empire of Ebalut and the Empire of Beren are similar in many respects, and this is a monarchical superpower.

Although he is not as good as the emperor of the Belen Empire, Seifer, who has absolute prestige and power in the empire, but in the Aybarut Empire, the white-haired Emperor Morton also has a good power in the empire. hands.

Emperor Morton is not a powerhouse who has broken through the god-level. Today, at the age of 2876, he is about to usher in the end of his life.

As a third-level wind elementalist, Emperor Morton has been under pressure from the emperor of the Belen Empire since he inherited the throne.

The strength is not comparable, the national strength is not comparable, and the number of powerhouses above the fourth level is also not comparable. Even the number of low-level planes controlled by slavery, the Aibarut Empire is far inferior to the Belen Empire.

Emperor Moulton felt that he was sorry for the ancestors of all dynasties. Even if his life died and the light of consciousness dissipated invisibly, Emperor Moulton still couldn't let go of his being weaker than that man in his life.

Three thousand years is the theoretical upper limit of the lifespan of a third-level spellcaster. With the Aybarut Empire as his backing and enjoying countless resources, Emperor Morton will definitely live more than three thousand years.

But it is undeniable that he really won't live long.

Once Morton dies, there will definitely be a short-term turmoil in the Ebalut Empire. After the new emperor takes the throne, it will definitely take hundreds of years to consolidate his position.

By that time, the Ebalut Empire will surely be pulled apart by the Belen Empire.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

Morton the Great wanted to surpass Sefir once until his death.

At the moment when life is about to come to an end, Morton the Great wants to fight one last time!

"Call Cecilia in." Sitting on the ancient throne, Moulton said to the attendant beside him.

In the hall, in addition to Emperor Morton and a group of attendants and servants, there are two extraordinary middle-aged men.

One is a strong man with a sturdy back and a black beard, and

One is a gentle and elegant middle-aged man holding a blue magic wand.

Those who are familiar with the Aybarut Empire can tell the identities of the two in one sentence, the steel general—Claure, and the heart of ice—Walboch.

The black-bearded strongman Claure is one of the three generals with the same status as Cecilia in the Magic Empire. He has the title of Steel Cast General. He is a powerful fourth-level knight, and he is also a powerful fourth-level knight. The owner of one of the four Knights' Halls.

The middle-aged man Walpoch holding a blue magic wand is not the third general of the Aybarut Empire, but he is a fourth-level ice elementalist who is very close to the royal family in the empire, and he is also Aybarut. The owner of one of the three holy towers in the empire.

"Your Majesty!" Sisi, wearing turquoise armor and a cape behind his back

Leah walked into the hall and respectfully said to Emperor Morton, who was sitting high on the throne.

Although she is a wind attribute caster, Cecilia is dressed in armor, indicating that she has absolutely integrated into her identity as the three generals of the empire.

She was first a general of the Empire, and second a powerful fourth-level spellcaster, a sage master.

"How about the information about that inferior plane?" On the throne, the deep voice of Emperor Morton came.

"It is a low-level plane that has developed to the extreme. It is about to touch the threshold of the intermediate plane. Its natives call themselves Saiyans, and that plane is also named the Saiyan plane!" Cecilia Xiang Mo The Great Emperor reported.

"Are you about to touch the threshold of the intermediate plane? Humph, as a swan song before my abdication, it's not bad." Emperor Morton sneered.

Since the development of the wizard plane, the war with the medium plane of the same level has only been fought three times. Although they all ended in a tragic victory, each war has left an indelible impression on the plane.

The last war with the intermediate plane happened more than 6,500 years ago.

"How is the strength of that plane? How many creatures above the fourth level exist." Morton's majestic voice came from the throne again.

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