quicksilver blood

Chapter 267 What Roland Influenced

"No! This is too risky!"

In the meeting room of the third tower, a middle-aged wizard slapped the table heavily, with an angry expression on his face: "Who knows what happened to the medical department? What if the enemy is lying in wait for us to go there?"

"The medical department must go to rescue," an old wizard with white beard and hair looked serious. "Without wizards who are good at medical treatment, we will be at an overwhelming disadvantage if we are dragged into a war of attrition."

"So the enemy must think so too! They won't be so stupid as to blow up half of the White Tower and leave us the medical department alone!"

The fists of the middle-aged wizard pressed on the table were tightly clenched, and the joints were white and creaking.

He finished speaking in one breath, took a deep breath, and the flushed face subsided a lot.

Afterwards, he added in a calmer tone: "Leave the medical department alone. Especially now that the detection function of the 'Gazebo' is completely paralyzed, it is really difficult to use precious combat power to detect a place that is likely to set up an ambush." It was a reckless move."

"If the medical department is completely destroyed, we have no hope of victory!"

The old wizard stubbornly objected: "Everyone should know that the Great Barrier has the detection function. It is impossible for the enemy to set up an ambush inside the White Tower. will be destroyed."

"But now the detection function of the Great Barrier has been paralyzed!"

"They don't know about it! Even a great wizard probably doesn't understand the meaning of every rune on the Great Barrier, so how could this group of priests of false gods know!"

The old wizard frowned tightly, and his old voice rumbled in the conference hall.

His words immediately angered the middle-aged wizard: "You mean, let's assume that they think the detection of our enchantment is not broken?"

As the middle-aged wizard spoke, he raised one corner of his mouth disdainfully: "Fucking assumptions! Are you out of your mind? Anyway, it wasn't you who went to the front line, right?"

"Watch your words! Grand Wizard Creek!"

The old wizard was immediately so angry that even his beard trembled.

"--Quiet!"

Just before the tactical discussion was about to turn into a confrontation, Anvilia's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the heated discussion among the great wizards.Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Anvilia, and the conference room fell into a brief silence.

Just before, a fight like this was going on at the round table in the conference room in groups of two, three, or five.Although some of them have a more harmonious discussion atmosphere, more people have fallen into a mode of tearing with no progress——

It can be seen that the wizards are already in a hurry.

How could the wizards of this generation have experienced such a scene—except for a few tower masters, all wizards who had experienced the war of the gods had all died of old age.

An Ruosi sighed deeply.

This independent city with a thousand years of history, the wizard's paradise, once faced a real test, it revealed its weak foundation.

Rather than saying that the White Tower is decaying, it is better to say that this is the limitation of the White Tower.

Looking at the White Tower, it has been decided since its inception that this is a refuge for wizards and a paradise for wizards.

But at the same time, this also limits the upper floors of the White Tower to only wizards.Whether it is politics, diplomacy, economics, military... all are part-time jobs by wizards.Before their social status, they were more of a wizard first.

——A scholar who is better at teaching and research than management.

"An Ruosi."

"exist!"

Suddenly, Anvilia's soft voice sounded from the distracted An Ruosi's ear, which immediately shocked him.

"Look at it all. Remember it and never forget it."

Anvilia's arms rested on the table.Her hands were intertwined and placed in front of her to cover half of her chin.

She looked ahead with flat eyes, without the slightest expression on her face: "This will be your mission."

Anvilia's endless words made An Ruosi startled.

After about three or four seconds, An Ruosi lowered his head and replied softly with an extremely serious attitude: "...Yes."

"very good."

Anvilia nodded in satisfaction, and sat on her seat calmly, looking at the great wizards who were looking at her, and announced softly in a flat but confident tone: "Well, everyone, I have been listening to you for a while Now, let me talk about the next course of action."

"First of all, completely abandon the area outside the sixth ring road, and shrink the defensive force to areas with large equipment," Anvilia said in a nonchalantly almost cruel sentence, "Leave one-third of the low-level wizards of the large equipment as As a substitute, the others brought all the movable small and medium-sized equipment back within the third ring. And opened the distortion barrier at the fourth ring."

"No! This is absolutely not possible!"

"Abandon them like this? That's more than 1000 people!"

Suddenly, the conference hall exploded.

The number of large equipment in the sixth ring is only a little over a thousand.It is a wizard-only weapon that can exert silver-level destructive power as long as it is manipulated by a wizard.If ritual objects such as staffs are compared to pistols, then these murder weapons collectively referred to as "instruments" are equivalent to machine guns.

Whether it's the Meteor Tower or the Blast Guards—before the mana of the operators is exhausted, they can instantly cast silver-level witchcraft indefinitely.Even if the magic power is exhausted, they can continue to manipulate for a period of time at the cost of their lives.

Now more than [-]% of the wizards are concentrated in the sixth ring, and they are going to use these weapons in rotation to deal a devastating blow to the army of the gods—and what Anvilia means is to let the wizards who are currently preparing for battle in the sixth ring withdraw More than [-]%, and then leave a small number of people to consume the number of enemies.

And after opening the distortion barrier, it is equivalent to separating the inside and outside of the barrier into two worlds.Unless the barrier is shattered by prolonged bombing, there is no possibility for outsiders to come in.

Anvilia said clearly, "Anyway, the large equipment can't be moved, so it's better to send a thousand people to use it."

Facing the dissatisfied great wizards, Anvilia didn't say anything.

"Humph……"

Scott let out a cold snort, and lightly pressed his hand on the table.

Immediately, the world in front of all the great wizards quickly faded into a dry and monotonous scene.

Then, they began to twist up.

It's like a cardboard that has been wet and then baked at high temperature.All the things in the field of vision quickly lost their image, everything became absurd, and the noise of twittering rang in my ears.

Not to mention performing witchcraft, they almost lost the ability to think together in the distorted world.

It took about half a minute before everything gradually returned to how it was at the beginning.

The meeting hall of the third tower was once again silent.Some of the great wizards were pale, others blue, but they all kept their mouths shut.

Scott held up a finger and put it to his mouth.His icy blue eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a cold smile without a smile on his face.

"Don't make noise, okay..."

As if he was afraid of waking someone who was sleeping, Scott shook his head slightly, but didn't look at anyone: He murmured to himself: "Be obedient, children."

The hair is creepy.

It's like being watched by wolves before you learn witchcraft.Although Scott didn't stare at anyone from the beginning to the end, he didn't intimidate or threaten, but the backs of the most vicious wizards who had made trouble before were completely soaked.

"Can I go on?"

Anvilia asked softly with an expression on her face.

No one responded, so no one rebutted.

So Anvilia spoke and continued to read: "Give up the medical department and the search and rescue department, and the battle wizards will carry out cover bombing."

"Wizards of the Black Iron Step and below will not participate in the battle, and all enter the refuge."

"Directly open the enchantment of the old city without considering consumption."

"Notify non-wizard residents of the approaching war and ask them to leave the White Tower..."

Anvilia read out more than a dozen decisions in a row, all of which were discussed by everyone before and did not reach a consensus.

Even though one-third of the great wizards here were dissatisfied with Anvilia's decision, they didn't have the slightest desire to resist.

They had never seen the power of Anvilia with their own eyes.Therefore, although he respects Anvilia, he is not afraid.

Before that, Scott abolished all of their spellcasting abilities without doing anything, and immediately let them understand just how high Anvilia was.

Thus, under Anvilia's arbitrary iron fist, the slow-moving White Tower began to operate at an astonishingly fast speed for the first time.

Because Claudia was asleep in the first tower, Anvilia did not leave the White Tower; the civil strife in the White Tower caused by Yali did not appear.This has led to the fact that Anvilia can now command here, and the White Tower's active force is doubled compared to the past, and all large equipment is working well.

The changes brought about by Roland once again reversed key historical events.

(End of this chapter)