Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

At this time, Doomsday Fireball stood up with the two representatives and walked out of the big tent in a swagger.

"Wait a minute, I said I won't accept any excuses, mercenary team, bah, stop trying to be smart!" the staff officer shouted angrily.

Doomsday Fireball took out the mercenary identity token calmly: "Nabulun, show the unicorn flag to show your identity..."

Doomsday Fireball said calmly: "If you have any dissatisfaction, please go and negotiate with Master Lorica. I have the right to remain silent. The war is imminent, everyone hurry up and prepare for it. I will excuse myself from your visit, hahahaha!"

The vice president stood up and said seriously, "Mr. Doomsday Fireball, if you walk out of the military tent, Vita Tower will face unprecedented sanctions and be boycotted by all magic towers. I hope you will consider the overall situation and sit down and obey my orders?"

"It should be the headquarters that takes the lead. It is unfair for the headquarters to make such an arrangement. Why does the headquarters sit still today and let the three of us take the lead? If this battle is easy to fight, the more than 360 people in the headquarters will not be able to gain any merit, then it would be a waste of time. If the enemy is weak, you more than 300 people will inevitably be passionate and rush into the battlefield to grab the credit first. Now that we are faced with difficulties, you force us to go. The headquarters' calculations are too meticulous and unpopular..." Doomsday Fireball argued.

Both sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in. Doomsday Fireball was on the right side, and in this unfair situation, it was naturally difficult for the headquarters to gain the upper hand in the debate. At this moment, internal strife broke out before the war even started, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Vice President: "Fireball of Doom, please don't be so reckless. The battle was planned in a coordinated manner and was definitely not intentional. The puppets of Vita are helpful in reducing casualties. How can you make such reckless speculations without any basis? Everything we do is for the peace and stability of the entire wizarding world, and every decision is carefully considered."

Fireball of Doom: "Haha! Mr. Vice President, don't you know what the headquarters has been doing over the years? Why are you pretending to be so arrogant in front of me? Regarding the matter of sanctions, I advise the headquarters to be cautious, because who knows who will sanction whom. I'm frankly saying that whoever sanctions Vita, we will fight him, everyone think it over carefully. Come on, Vice President, explain how the information about the Lost Forest reached the Assassin's Guild and how it was bought by the headquarters family. It's just that your people are useless. The way the headquarters plays seems to have nothing to do with fairness and justice. I personally feel that you are evil, and the time has come when you have to eradicate you. You are always scheming and fighting for power, so how can you care about true justice? Isn't the combat arrangement this time obviously to use other magic towers as cannon fodder? Hahaha, Vice President, take care of yourself... If you play with fire again, you will get burned..."

After saying this, Doomsday Fireball walked away without any reluctance. These few words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, triggering endless speculation from the audience. Everyone was whispering and discussing.

The vice president was put to the spotlight. His face turned pale, he was so angry that his teeth itched, and he clenched his fists, but he could do nothing.

Doomsday Fireball returned to the base, which was less than three miles away from the Five Sacred Mountains Magic Academy. This was a safe area. After returning, he immediately organized his colleagues to strengthen defense, and all kinds of puppets were used for defense to prevent the headquarters from taking advantage of this to make a move.

Those puppets have different shapes, some holding shields, some holding swords, ready to fight, forming a strong line of defense.

The so-called Vita Tower, whose strength is second only to the headquarters, does make the headquarters a little bit afraid. The reason why Doomsday Fireball dares to say this is also because of the confidence given by Vita Tower's overall strong strength. Vita Tower has many senior magicians, who have superb magic skills, rich combat experience and excellent magic equipment, and is powerful for a time.

Then, in the early morning of the next day, the headquarters took over the position of the originally planned Vita Tower and led the Black Dragon Tower and the Glory Tower to make a tentative attack. On the battlefield, the magic lights intertwined and the shouts of killing were deafening. However, the result was horrible. More than 40 magicians were unfortunately killed, and their lives disappeared in this cruel battle. As many as a hundred puppets were destroyed, and their broken limbs were scattered all over the ground. It was a disastrous defeat. Not only that, more than 30 people were killed and wounded in the Royal Knights, and the blood of the knights dyed the ground red.

When the vice president learned of this result, he was almost furious. He paced back and forth in the tent, furious. Because if the headquarters did not fight, the Black Dragon Tower and the Glory Tower would not participate, and the other magic towers would not move. In order to maintain the authority of the headquarters, he had to go out in person.

However, this defeat made it a little easier for him to restore his selfless image. The headquarters' prestige among the magic towers had suffered a great blow at this moment, and it would need to be restored bit by bit in the future.

A few words from Doomsday Fireball had caused the headquarters to spend a huge price to make up for it. The vice president regretted that he should not have meddled in other people's business. Now the gains did not outweigh the losses. He did not know what the consequences would be if he returned. Dismissal was already the minimum punishment...

Inside the Five Sacred Mountains Magic Academy~~

Carnegie easily defeated these magicians with just a slight move and didn't take them seriously at all.

Carnegie was a sixty-year-old magician. Time had left shallow wrinkles on his face, but it had not diminished his elegant temperament in the slightest.

Most of his hair was gray, but it was combed meticulously and neatly back, revealing a broad and full forehead.

Under the forehead, a pair of deep eyes are like a quiet lake, revealing a gentle and wise light, which seems to be able to see through all the mysteries of the world.

His eyebrows are thick and long, and the slightly upturned eyebrows add a bit of majesty to him. His straight nose bridge shows his perseverance and persistence. His lips are neither thick nor thin, always slightly upturned, with a kind and amiable smile.

Although his skin was no longer tight, it still exuded a healthy glow, which was a unique temperament given by long-term immersion in magic research and knowledge accumulation. His facial contours were smooth and his chin was slightly raised, revealing a kind of confidence and calmness.

He always wears a dark blue robe with mysterious magic runes embroidered on it, giving people a solemn and mysterious feeling. He often holds a yellowed ancient magic book in his hand, as if it is a bridge for him to communicate with the magic world.

In him, the gentle scholar's temperament and the mysterious and powerful magician's identity are perfectly combined, and he is also very amiable.

"Lord Carnegie, we won a great victory in this battle. We left no magician alive and captured six knights, three of whom were seriously injured. They are all from the Royal Knights and have good physical fitness."

"Okay, they have delivered the materials. That's good. Pick out the one with a good physique, give him a bath, and take him to the laboratory. The experiment will be done on time this afternoon! As for the other five materials, treat them well with good food and drink, let them heal their wounds, and keep them in captivity. Make sure they are healthy when doing the experiment..."

"Yes! Master Carnegie, I will arrange it right away..."

Carnegie narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked his chin thoughtfully, and whispered to himself: "I hope this experiment will lead to a breakthrough." His eyes flashed with determination and expectation, as if he had already seen the scene after the experiment was successful.

After a while, Carnegie turned and walked towards the study, a room filled with all kinds of magic books and mysterious scrolls. He sat down at the desk and began to carefully read an ancient magic book, taking notes on the yellowed paper from time to time, with a focused and devoted look.

After lunch, take a short break...

At this time, an assistant came hurriedly, "Master Carnegie, the preparations for the knight materials to be bathed and escorted to the laboratory have been completed, and we are waiting for your instructions."

Without even looking up, Carnegie said calmly, "Proceed as planned. There must be no mistakes."

The assistant responded respectfully and turned away. Carnegie continued to immerse himself in his research, and a tense and mysterious atmosphere permeated the room.

In the afternoon, Carnegie came to the laboratory in person. He looked at the knight who was escorted here. There was no mercy in his eyes, only persistence and enthusiasm for the experiment. He directed his assistants to prepare the experimental equipment in an orderly manner. An unknown and cruel experiment was about to begin...