Chapter 617 Dedication

Just outside the Hot Spring Pass, no matter on the ground, in the sea or on the mountain wall, all the trees turned into fully armed treants.

These treants were covered in armor, with a shield in their left hand and a sledgehammer in their right hand. With angry faces, they rushed towards Adus like crazy warriors.

Ardos's scimitar danced imperceptibly, within ten meters of his body, the light of the knife flickered, and his powerful legendary combat skills could destroy any treant who approached, whether it was rattan, poison cone, wooden hammer or giant crossbow bolts.

However, the consumption of legendary combat skills is too high.

In the pre-battle challenge, he couldn't use to stimulate the blood of the demigod, which made him lose a trump card.

Adus's power is limited, but Su ye's magic power seems to be endless.

What made Ardus most desperate was that the magic he destroyed would regenerate to form a second attack, and the wood magic he destroyed for the second time continued to be transformed into a steel treant under the effect of the sound of life.

Sanctuary fighters are not afraid of steel treants, but the problem is that there are endless steel treants. With other attacking forces, it becomes the last straw that overwhelms the camel.

The number and endless birth of steel tree people all over the mountains and plains is the force that weighs on Ardus' heart.

Even the warriors on both sides of Hippo began to sympathize with Ardus.

Who would have thought that Su ye was just a golden magician, but he already had his own magic power.

Every magician with the power of a complete magic school is a warrior's nightmare.

In the end, Ardus was overwhelmed by an endless stream of Iron Treants.

The wooden hammer wrapped in steel fell on the body of Ardus who was exhausted.

"I surrender!" Ardos shouted angrily, holding his head.

As soon as Su ye raised his hand, all the magic and steel trees stopped attacking.

The Iron Tree people still kept angry faces, staring at Ardus.

Ardus threw the ring of space to Su ye, turned around and left in embarrassment, panting as he walked.

When the Persians saw this scene, they felt sympathetic and sad. How could a dignified sanctuary warrior be beaten like this?

It was panting, like a broken sail leaking from the wind.

This is sweating profusely,

Like just out of the water.

The generals and magicians looked at Su ye helplessly.

"I'm being careless again..." Persian general Hastings muttered to himself looking at the vast sea of ​​treants in front of him.

The Persian generals stared blankly ahead, not saying anything else, just relying on these few thousand steel tree men, they could kill a hundred thousand troops.

What else is Su ye hiding?

The minds of the Persian magicians were extremely complicated.

On the one hand they were suffering, the invincible Persian army, held back by a golden magician.

On the one hand, they were very pleased that having such a magician was a good thing for the magic world, which meant that Su ye had opened up a new path.

However, at this point, you, Su ye, are still pretending to be half-dead, isn't it interesting?

Do you really think everyone can't see it?

Suye supported the ancient tree guard beside him, and asked in a weak voice: "This is really the last time. If someone challenges me again, I will really lose."

All the Persians cursed wildly in their hearts.

However, no one dared to say a word.

"Then I'm really leaving. Cough cough cough..." Su ye's body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

The Persian was expressionless.

"Next time, I'll reduce the price to the normal price, how about two million collateral?" Su ye's weak voice spread throughout the battlefield.

The Persian said nothing.

"What about the one million?" Su ye asked.

The Persians are going crazy.

"Three million fake men really lowered their eyebrows when they saw me."

As Suye said, he shook his head, turned around and walked back slowly, as if giving the Persians time to think.

The Persians finally got out of their anger and cursed loudly.

This time, the Greeks did not scold each other, but mostly looked at the Persians with sympathy.

They are too miserable, so they won't scold them back.

They were not pissed off by Su ye, they were already so strong that the world admired them.

The high-ranking warriors and high-ranking mages in Persia didn't scold them, and after getting angry, they couldn't laugh or cry.

"General, I didn't expect you to miss him too." Ardus walked to Hastings helplessly.

"Oh, I almost got angry and rushed over to kill him like Mahal! It seems that my self-cultivation is not enough." Hastings laughed at himself, and his right hand was still tightly holding the handle of the knife on his waist.

"Do you think we still have a chance?" a sanctuary warrior asked.

"From the first game, I thought I had a chance, but now, I don't think I have a chance."

Many generals and magicians nodded helplessly.

"Tell me, how much magic power does this bastard Suye have?"

"It's bottomless."

"However, the important thing now is not this winning streak, but, how do we attack this Hot Spring Pass next?"

All the Persian generals and magicians lowered their heads, lowered their eyelids, and kept their mouths shut.

Collective autism.

A rain of flames cut off all possibilities of attack, let alone other magic.

At that time, Su ye will do nothing, open all the magic domains, stop at the gate of the city, cooperate with the servants and magic lamps, no matter how much gold Persia has, it will be useless.

On the city wall, the golden warrior jumped down and helped Su ye back into the fortress.

Deafening cheers sounded in Hot Spring Pass.

All the generals and magicians headed by Mitiayd greeted him in person.

Mitiad gave Su ye an annoyed look, and said, "We've already won, you don't have to pretend to be half-dead."

"No, I can't give up halfway." Su ye looked weak.

"Okay, okay... Come here, send the great hero Su Ye back to his room to rest!" Mitaiad said.

Most people stared at Su ye nervously, thinking that Su ye was really tired like this.

However, the people of Plato Academy remained calm.

Even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe that Su ye was in such a miserable situation.

"Euclid, don't help me yet!" Su ye's tone was dying, but his voice was quite loud.

Euclid gave Su Ye a blank look, and said, "Hurry up and go back and count the spoils! You should pay back the 150,000!"

"Hey, it's unfortunate to have such a teacher who doesn't care about students! When you passed out in Proguan, you were almost killed by that old legend. I blocked you with my body!"

"Stop blowing it up, I've watched the magic images dozens of times over and over again."

"Oh? Then we'll see you tomorrow." Su ye hurried away.

When he returned to the house and closed the door, the paleness on Su ye's face disappeared immediately, and his usual rosiness returned.

Then, Su ye shook his neck and moved his joints.

Those people have no sympathy at all, fighting fifteen consecutive battles with sanctuary fighters is of course very tiring.

Fortunately, it was only with soldiers. If it was with magicians, then it would be uncertain.

Every sanctuary magician has some insidious tricks and unique skills, and they may overturn if they are not careful.

Su ye didn't even count the trophies, so he called out his servants to be alert, and lay lazily on the bed to rest.

At the beginning, the brain was still spinning at high speed, recalling the battle just now, guessing what might happen next, deducing the naval battle afterward, and in the end, I was really tired and fell asleep slowly.

After sleeping until the next day, Su ye, who was full of energy, went out. Before going out, he did not forget to use magic power to change the skin color of his body.

Along the way, the defenders of Hot Spring Pass looked at Su Ye with admiration. Seeing Su Ye's pale skin, they were full of sympathy, and wished they could bear Su Ye's place.

In the next few days, Hot Spring Pass ushered in a rare calm.

However, all kinds of information poured in, and many people couldn't sit still.

The news that disturbed the Greeks the most was that Gilgamesh had not left the Heroes' Palace for many days, and the Persian dragons had no leader.

However, none of the Greek generals proposed to counterattack Persia.

Because everyone knows that Gilgamesh's absence at this time means that his virtuous king and tyrant are fighting for control of the body.

If the virtuous king then takes the lead, then Gilgamesh will inevitably choose a plan acceptable to both parties, and will most likely withdraw his troops.

But if the tyrant dominates next, then Gilgamesh's choice will become unpredictable.

No matter what Gilgamesh did, it was no surprise.

The even worse news is that the Persian Navy has completed preparations and is about to fight Themis in the Hunting God Strait.

The Battle of Hunting God Strait is the Battle of Hot Spring Pass on the sea.

The Persians had far more warships than the Greeks.

There are five magical battleships in all of Greece, but there are fifteen in Persia.

The soldiers in Wenquan Pass and the coalition headquarters in the rear were a little flustered.

It wasn't until this time that the Greek generals realized the importance of Su ye.

If Suye hadn't won consecutive battles and created a great feat in the Golden Battle of the Fifteen Sanctuaries outside Hot Spring Pass, which greatly boosted the morale of the Greeks, the shadow of defeat in the Battle of Tempe Valley would have firmly enveloped the entire Greek sky.

But now, many city-states all over Greece saw the magic image of Su Yelian fighting fifteen holy warriors, and the whole people were in high spirits and donated money one after another.

Among the goals of donations, the temple is the first, and the second is the magic academies in various places. The donations received by the city-state management agencies are rarely behind the magic academies in various places.

Especially those big businessmen and civilians donated money to Plato Academy one after another.

In just a few days, Plato Academy received cash worth more than 2 million Golden Eagles, and it is still growing rapidly.

In the magic council, a magician roughly calculated that in the coming year, the total donations received by all the magic schools in Greece may exceed ten million golden eagles.

This money has a huge role in promoting the development of magicians.

Su ye occasionally looked through the world reception room, browsed the latest news in the world, and saw a lot of good news about the magic world and himself.

In addition to receiving generous donations, the magic schools also received a large number of admission applications and inquiries.

The number of these inquiries and applications is hundreds of times that of the same period last year!

Many noble children even shouted every day to abandon the warrior route and take the magician route.

The magicians in the reception room were all happy and praised Suye one after another.

No one expected that the masters had been in business for so many years, the magicians had been lukewarm, and Su ye's several battles in a row would detonate the whole world.

Not only the number of people who are equivalent to magicians in Greece has increased, but the number of people who are equivalent to magicians in other countries has also increased significantly.

So much so that the Persian magician was too embarrassed to speak ill of Su ye in the world reception room, and honestly called Su ye a teacher.

The income of magic schools in various places has increased, and there are also a large number of students, so all places have begun to announce enrollment expansion.

Plato Academy is the most proud, and has confirmed that the number of students enrolled in the new year will be doubled directly.

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