Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 183: Preparation for war

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The middle-aged magician was taken aback for a moment, then showed a funny expression, glanced at the black crow, raised his hand between his sleeves, and a dark yellow spar appeared.

In the greedy eyes of the black crow, he threw it at it.

I saw a black shadow passing by, and the yellow spar had fallen into the crow's belly.

After a full hiccup, the black crow got cheap and did not forget to comment: "The taste of earth spar is astringent, and it is delicious without water."

The middle-aged magician ignored him, he was waiting for the crow to tell him the news.

If this message is not worth a high-grade spar, there may be an extra pen made of crow hair on his desk.

The black crow clearly understands the rules, and without letting the middle-aged magician wait for a long time, he told the news he had inquired.

"Master Odyssey is already gathering people." The crow said mysteriously, lowering his head.

"Why? Master Odyssey doesn't need to sit on the three western islands anymore, what should we do if our enemies appear, especially those on the east coast." The middle-aged magician wondered.

"Who knows, maybe some agreement was reached." The crow doesn't know much, only the four adults of the three western islands, who won't give up the world of activated fairies so easily.

Whether it’s the Panama Masters, or Gaia, Zekley, and Odyssey, for them, a miniature world may not be as good as a small world, but it is also very valuable, especially this miniature The world also produces precious materials for the wizarding world.

"Although there is no master of the world in the miniature world, to break through the barriers of the plane, at least one fourth-level powerhouse is needed. Now only the Odyssey masters of the three western islands have this strength and time." The middle-aged magician is real. I can't think of what Master Odyssey will do.

If he even leaves the three western islands, he can expect that within half a year, those hostile forces on the east coast will definitely know, and I am afraid that even the base camp will be lost.

"Why do you think so much, you can't decide what." The crow fluttered his wings owingly, and didn't even notice the black face that the middle-aged magician pulled down.

This crow doesn't know what it's coming from. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary bird, and it can even get along with all the three-level great magicians in the conference room.

"Brook, it's time to go!" The magician with no organs on one face and only a smooth skin on his head shouted at the black crow.

Obviously there is no mouth, but the sound is actually produced, really weird.

The black crow flew past and stood on the shoulder of the magician.

"Jos, what are you eating tonight?" the crow asked.

"..." The Faceless Mage didn't answer it.

"Jos, Michelle have been to the Centaur World for 15 years, don't you really want to see her?"

"..."

"Jos, I think you can change your expression."

"..."

A silent magician, a chattering crow, a strange combination.

The magicians around both consciously or unconsciously made way for the Faceless Mage. Although everyone is a third-level magician, there are also strong and weak magicians. This Faceless Mage is One of the best.

In other words, this faceless magician should be the most powerful magician in the holy tower. Even the black-robed old man acting as an agent must give this faceless mage a bit of face.

On the mainland of Missia, tens of thousands of miles away from the holy tower, there is a majestic holy mountain on the northeast border of the Omor Empire and the Kingdom of Jordan.

The holy mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and the wheel is close to six kilometers above sea level.

On the top of the sacred mountain covered with snow all the year round, a magnificent and slightly simple and solemn hall is located here. This is the place of worship for all knights in the entire Missia continent, where the knight hall is located.

Although the surrounding environment is cold, there are still knights coming and going in and out of the hall.

These knights are without exception. When they are a little closer, they can feel their powerful qi and blood fluctuations, so that the nearby snowy fields are all affected by these knights.

Either flying, or riding a strange mount, the knights appeared on the holy mountain incessantly.

The Hall of Knights, this is a huge building comparable in area to the main city, but it has been built into a living hall.

In an upper room in the center of its interior, dozens of knights are sitting around here.

Whether it is a magician or a knight, it may be a common problem for all humans in the wizarding world. The superiors always like to put their position high, as if they can look down on sentient beings by this.

A huge round table is placed in the room, and more than 30 powerful knights with different looks are sitting around here.

The one sitting in the main seat is a knight in red armor, with flamboyant red hair, sharp eyes, and terrifying strength, so that no one in the room dares to underestimate it.

"Today, I attended this round table meeting in place of my father for the purpose of revitalizing the fairy world." The red-haired man said.

Different from the noisy and discussion during the Sacred Tower Mage’s meeting, the knights in the Hall of Knights were more disciplined, and only the red-haired man’s voice came from the meeting room.

"Up to five years, we will attack and take down the miniature world." The red-haired man continued, "You don't have to worry about the barriers at that time, your own adults will attack."

All of you present here are the three-level sky knights on the mainland of Missia. They are no strangers to plane wars. Most of them can reach the current level, and they have participated in dozens of planes. war.

"The Holy Cross Sword Cavalry Regiment under Master Gaia, the Thunder-Breeding Cavalry Regiment under Master Zekerei, and the many third-level archmages of the Holy Tower were also participating in the attack."

"How many official knights can be drafted now?" the red-haired man asked the knight closest to him.

"Fifteen thousand first-level knights and 700 second-level ground knights are not a problem." The sky knight with white carvings on his breastplate replied.

"Where is the slave regiment?" the red-haired man asked the knight sitting on his other side.

"There are about two hundred thousand." The sky knight replied.

"There are not enough people." The red-haired man murmured.

Although a miniature plane is the most inferior existence among all planes in terms of overall strength and area, it is also a complete plane anyway.

Most of the strengths of the three continents have been dragged into that centaur plane. This time, choosing to attack the world of activating fairies is really reluctant.

Suddenly, a wave that made all the knights feel the pressure of extinction came, and even the surrounding space exudes unstable ripples.

Fortunately, this wave comes and goes fast, and it's not the first time that the knights here have felt this momentum, and it's not surprising.

"I just received the news that the combatants participating this time have expanded to high-level knight attendants and intermediate magic apprentices!" The red-haired man said a decision that surprised everyone around him.

There is no doubt that the person who issued this order must be the father of the red-haired man, the strongest man on the mainland of Missia, and one of the four-level powerhouses of the three western islands, Lord Odyssey.