My Empire

It was still the high above, as if in the magic tower that despised all beings under the world, a magic apprentice was whispering to his friend, his voice was not loud, he was rustling in the empty magic tower.

“Is the Grand Sorcerer crazy… I heard that recently he often comes into contact with some weird things in the Mortal Empire… Even the time for meditation has been reduced.” Leaning against his companion’s ear, he started talking about what he heard recently. Strange things.

This magic tower is the imperial magic tower of Archmage Frenzberg, and everything in it belongs to him alone. Here he is the uncrowned king, so he can do whatever he wants here.

However, a powerful magician needs the support of meditation practice. If he is addicted to other things and forgets to improve himself, then he is likely to be surpassed by other magicians and lose his status.

In the last period of time, the Grand Mage Frenzberg seems to be a bit too unsuccessful in his career, he frequently engages in some strange things, even to the point where he forgets to sleep and eat.

For those weird things from the mortal empire, he even reduced the time he gave his apprentices a lot. Therefore, most of the magic apprentices are beginning to be dissatisfied with Frenzberg, after all, they don’t want to waste time and waste their precious lives here.

“Shhh! Don’t mention it! I heard that the special envoy of the Arante Empire sent a strange iron tube yesterday… Two seniors went to persuade them, but they were kicked out by the teacher…” Another young apprentice talked about this. When things happened, there was horror on his face.

He still vividly remembered the scene of the two apprentices being driven out of the magic tower that day, it was really a scary thing.

If you can’t learn something, you can mix some basic magic skills and go back. If you are expelled, it will be a bad thing. Although you can also transfer to other great magicians, under normal circumstances, this kind of “two enters” The people of “Gong” are as unlovable as the authors of the Second Entering Palace.

“Don’t tell me, after seeing the iron lump, the Arch Mage kept shutting himself in the room and didn’t eat breakfast today… If this continues, the Arch Mage Frenzberg will throw away his present Status.” The apprentice who spoke first shook his head and sighed.

The other person also nodded, agreeing with his statement: “Isn’t it, crazy? It seems that our magic tower, sooner or later, will change the owner! What shall we do then?”

“I don’t know what I’m doing. I heard that my windows were blown up yesterday. They haven’t been repaired until now.”

“Don’t say it, don’t say it, the whole room is filled with mortal empire things, and people are languishing…”

Just as the two of them were leaning against the corner of the wall and discussing, the door of the Mage Tower was roughly pushed open from the outside. A plump and beard magician walked into the magic tower with his chin held high, and surprised all the magic apprentices who were practicing and cleaning.

“Lyson Grand Mage… Why did he come? I heard that he didn’t deal with the teacher. He has always been the enemy in the Magic Council…” An apprentice who knew the visitor changed his face and looked at the big one who walked in. The magician, his calf was trembling with fright.

Hearing his words, other people’s faces changed, and some people even stepped back subconsciously. They knew that this matter today is not a joke.

Uninvited breaking into the magic towers of other great magicians has always been regarded as a rude behavior to challenge the other party. Looking at today’s posture, the Grand Mage Leysin, who came to look for things, obviously came prepared. He hasn’t meditated much recently. The Grand Mage Frenzberg, who has not accumulated much magical aura, must eat this time. Not a small loss.

Following the Grand Mage of Leysin, there were several apprentices of Leysin’s magic, wearing gorgeous white robes. At first glance, they are some of Leyson’s most popular students. They came here aggressively this time, and they definitely came prepared.

“Not good! Not good!” A magic apprentice in the mage tower was scared and ran up the revolving stairs, shouting loudly, wanting to give the magic apprentices on the stairs and his own teacher.

Leisen didn’t care about this at all. He was ready for everything today, and he had calculated that Frenzberg would come to attack when he was at his weakest. It was the winning ticket, and he didn’t have to worry about those subsections at all.

He followed the magic apprentices who ran up the spiral staircase, and walked up the steps unhurriedly, brewing a contest between the two in his heart for a while: his magical aura reserve is twice that of the other, two people At the end of the time, the duel will be a one-sided situation.

The more he thought about it, the happier Leyson seemed to have seen his proud expression stepping on Frenzberg. The two people fought openly and secretly in the Magic Council for so long, didn’t they just wait for this opportunity to come to a decisive victory?

He originally thought that he was fifteen years younger than Frenzberg, and when Frenzberg was a little older, he would eventually reveal some flaws due to lack of physical strength. But he never expected that the opportunity would come so quickly.

In the room, Frenzberg, who heard the noise outside, still stared at the huge iron bump in front of him. This cannon was sent by the Arrant Empire, and because it claimed to be a new invention by Ailan Hill, it was intercepted by Frenzberg and used it for “researching for a few days.”

Touching the cold and heavy iron wall with his hand, feeling this heavy and solid feeling of breathlessness and rhythm, Frenzberg felt that a door was slowly opened in front of him.

He has always been pursuing to break through his limits, but he always feels that an insurmountable wall is right in front of his eyes, but now, that wall seems to be fragile, at least, he feels that he is no longer what he was yesterday.

The windows shattered and shattered, completely shattered by shells. There was only a poor window frame, hung crookedly on the hinge, looking funny and dilapidated. The cold wind blew into the room, swinging slightly with Frenzberg’s white beard.

“This is really an exciting creation…” He muttered a word, and spoke highly of the thing in front of him: “Alan Hill… are you my last answer? Interesting! Interesting!”

“Unexpectedly! I have been pursuing something for a lifetime, but it is not in the west, but in the mortal kingdom in the east… Those ants… No, they can’t be called ants now, they are not ants, they are worthy of attention… …Mortal!” He murmured, with a smile on his face, and he didn’t even bother with the noise that was getting closer and closer.

“I knew that compared to the surge of magic, wisdom is the most precious treasure of mankind! It would be great if I could see these things thirty years ago.” His hand stopped on the door. On the muzzle of the gun, stroking the smoothness on it.

“Dang!” His door was pushed open from the outside, and the apprentice William, with blood on his mouth, fell back into the room and rolled to Frenzberg’s feet. Almost at the same time, a frenzied voice rang, which made Frenzberg very disgusted: “Hahahaha! Frenzberg! I didn’t expect you to have today.”

“Yeah! I didn’t think I could have today.” Frenzberg nodded subconsciously, still recalling the insights that all these mortals had brought to him.

“I’m Leyson! I’m here to challenge you today!” The Great Mage Leyson raised his hands, and both palms were filled with fiery fireballs, reflecting the extraordinarily eerie horror of his bearded face.

Apprentice William wanted to struggle to stand up, but because of the magical aura that had been knocked inside his body, he pulled his internal organs and fell back to the fallen position, unable to even speak.

Frenzberg looked at the two fireballs in Leyson’s palm and nodded in praise: “It’s really hard work to be able to sing two fireballs at the same time.”

“Since you are all praised, please, go to hell!” The smug look on Leyson’s face became stronger, and his voice had become sharper, shouting loudly: “Double Fireball!”

“Huh!” Of course, Frenzberg didn’t intend to sit still. The air around him began to condense and curled up on his left hand, while his right hand grabbed a handful of shotgun steel grit from the box next to the iron cannon and swayed. In front of the left hand.

With a confident smile on his face, it seemed that the Grand Mage of Lyssen, whose magical aura was clearly visible, was not a threat at all.

Then, in the next second, the wind magic exploded in the palm of his left hand, and the compressed air was finally overwhelmed and heated to detonate. And around the palm of his left hand, restricted by the air compressed by wind magic, an invisible barrel was formed. The flame surged and expanded in this transparent cannon, and instantly pushed the iron sand on the palm of Frenzberg’s right hand.

It was like a tiger crouching gun firing at close range. The steel sand formed a **** wind on the front of Frenzberg. Those particles flying out like steel needles were accelerated by the explosion to a state of sharp blades. Opened all the obstacles on the road.

In just a moment, a super large shotgun fired at close range. As the target, Leyson and several of his apprentices thoroughly experienced what it means to “fire all arrows”.

Before they could see exactly what they were facing, the steel grit rushed into their bodies. They shattered their meridians, cut their blood vessels, embedded them in their spleen and stomach, and stayed in their eyeballs.

The two fireballs were shattered by the steel grit that passed through them halfway, and they were wiped out before they hit Frenzberg.