Casting spells

The voice just fell!

The boy directly released a terrifying magical energy, squeezing the Darente woman in front of him into a meat pie, and at the same time crushed the slate in his hand.

The sudden change not only caused the dead woman's eyes to glow unbelievably, but even the guards who were standing guard around them tensed up, showing alert expressions.

But the boy was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to them, he stood up straight from the chair, and ordered loudly: "Immediately notify the spellcaster legion, prepare for ultra-long-distance teleportation, within three days, open a portal to the second world for me .”

"What... what? World No. [-]?" A male spellcaster opened his mouth subconsciously.

You must know that as the first few places to be conquered, World No. [-] no longer has many valuable resources, so the level of restoring teleportation is quite low.

He couldn't understand at all that in such an extremely barren world, what was worth wasting a lot of resources and energy to clean up those difficult energy storms.

"Do as I order! Don't ask why!"

As he said that, the boy stepped down the steps and stood in front of the other party, releasing a strong sense of oppression that could not be described in words.

At this moment, in the eyes of the male caster, he was like an invincible giant, so heavy that he couldn't even breathe.

"I...I understand!"

With the words squeezed out of his mouth, he suddenly felt that suffocating pressure disappeared...

The first thousand and 340 chapter three stand in line

Obviously, it is not an easy task to get through the ultra-long-distance transmission device cut off by the energy storm.

At least at this stage, in the entire Darente civilization, only boys can do it.

As for the spellcaster corps in the expeditionary army, at most they could only do peripheral miscellaneous work, and they really touched the core field. No one dared to easily touch those energy storms that could tear a person alive.

So when the huge legion-level portal was built, the boy appeared in front of a chaotic huge building, staring at the guys with strange lights in their eyes.

You must know that in order to keep the secret, he has personally cut off the connection between this place and the parent star, so anyone who is not a fool realizes that the supreme commander of the expeditionary force is planning something important.

It is a pity that no one present dared to stand up to raise objections, let alone make rebellious actions.

Because in the process of conquering this world, the boy has used too much blood donation and death to prove how ruthless he is to the enemy, and they don't want to end up like the natives.

After all, after the city wall was built, everyone could clearly see the daily changes of the survivors. These poor fellows were worshiping the invaders who almost wiped them out as gods.

Especially the incomparably devout power of faith is definitely enough to create a powerful god.

You must know that the Darente civilization has killed countless gods, and you know the advantages and disadvantages of the belief system very well, and you can also use the power of belief to make some weapons and props.

So after confirming that the survivors can really provide the power of faith continuously, some people who were skeptical immediately made a 180-degree turn.

And those poor survivors will never know that they and their descendants will never have a future, and their only value is like livestock kept in a fence, continuously dedicating everything to their masters.

"Your Excellency, Commander, I need to remind you that this is not in compliance with the rules." The leader of the shapeshifter reminded cautiously in a low voice.

"Rules? Humph!" the boy smiled disdainfully. "Tell me, what are the rules? Those old antiques in the parliament? They are just taking advantage of being born earlier than all of us, otherwise how could they obtain massive resources to maintain their long and long life."

"But the problem is, if you go against their wishes, it is likely to cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Conquering this world is enough to make your resume glamorous, and the rest just need to follow the steps, and sooner or later you will have a place in the parliament. You are a A genius, a real genius, not only possesses unbelievable talent, but also uses mature and cold wisdom, why take risks." An older male spellcaster next to him also comforted him.

According to the laws of the Darente, each expeditionary force corresponds to a world, and unless permission is obtained, it is expressly forbidden for the commanders of the expeditionary force to link up with each other in private, or even help each other, let alone directly from one The world crosses to another world.

This is mainly to prevent the commander of the expeditionary force, who holds military power, from secretly forming a huge force capable of threatening the safety of motherhood, and then launching a military coup to seize the highest power.

"No! You don't understand! Power means nothing to me. What I'm after is something you'll never understand. Well, don't talk nonsense, get out of the way, I'm going to clean up the teleportation-blocking Energy storm."

Let's talk, the boy directly blurred his body, passed through the opponent's body, raised his hands and began to chant complex and jerky spells loudly.

Accompanied by the ups and downs of the syllables, the channel full of mania and chaos gradually became clear.

When the raging energy storm completely disappeared, he passed through without stopping for a second.

Looking at the dark blue light emanating from the huge portal, the leader of the shapeshifters asked the male caster next to him with a wry smile: "What do you think we should do next? Should we continue to follow Your Excellency the Commander unswervingly, or should we secretly resume our relationship with our mother?" The connection between the stars?"

"I don't know! Continuing to follow him will make us traitors in the eyes of our mother planet, or rebels. This is not a good thing. Even if we are not liquidated in the end, we will be suppressed or even exiled in disguise. But if you betray him , I can assure you that no matter where you flee to, there is no way to guarantee that you will escape revenge." The Darent male spellcaster gave his own analysis rather helplessly.

"So... we are caught in the middle now, we have to give it a go, or we can honestly work without any effort, and then we can find a way to clear up the suspicion after the mother planet detects something is wrong?" The leader of the shapeshifter tentatively asked meaningfully.

Shapeshifters have never been a race that likes to behave themselves.

On the contrary, they are born adventurers and speculators, eager to seize every opportunity to climb up.

The male caster obviously knew what the other party was thinking, and asked back with a half-smile: "Do you think this is an opportunity? Don't forget, we are not noble commanders, we have talents and bloodlines that the entire civilization envies. So even if No matter how big a mistake he makes, he doesn't have to worry about his life being in danger, at most he is imprisoned on the mother planet, and he can breed as many mixed-blood offspring as possible, so that his excellent blood can be spread among the Darentes."

"Failure means death. I have always been very clear about this. But don't forget that our Commander is an eclectic man with great strength and excellent leadership. He is just over 12 years old One point, can you imagine what he will be like in ten years, 20 years, 30 years? My friend, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and only now, we have the opportunity to follow someone who may reach the apex of power The great leader of the leader." The tone of the leader of the shapeshifters was full of provocation.

"Damn it! I need a little time to think about it. Before that, let the army pass through the portal. By the way, let's see why you care so much about a barren planet that has almost lost all its resources."

The male caster was obviously more cautious than the other party, so he decisively chose to change the subject.

From his point of view, instead of making a choice too early, it is better to wait and see for a while, and then stand in line after the situation is clear. It is a wise person's approach.

Anyway, he was a spellcaster, and he belonged to an out-and-out privileged class in the society established by the Darente, so there was no need to gamble his future and destiny.

Soon, under the command of officers at all levels, more than two-thirds of the expeditionary force passed through the portal and embarked on a new journey...

The first thousand and 340 chapters and four charms of civilization

I have never seen the spectacular picture of the Darente expeditionary force passing through the portal and then appearing out of thin air. I will never understand the overwhelming superiority of higher civilizations over lower civilizations, and I will also not understand why they only With a very small number, they can rule a world where there are thousands of indigenous people far more than themselves.

For the indigenous people, the expeditionary force is a symbol of killing, destruction and destruction, but for the remaining Darente who are trapped in the barren world, the expeditionary force is the savior who fell from the sky.

Because only with the help of the expeditionary force, the losers who have lost their absolute advantage will have the opportunity to recover their disadvantages, repress the rebellious natives, and establish their supremacy and majesty.

To a certain extent, the Darente have become accustomed to that unparalleled sense of superiority, completely unaware that they have become not much different from the enemy they once hated the most—the gods.

They are all the same selfishness, and they all don't treat people as human beings.

Seeing this group of huge army that started to build a magic fortress around the portal in an orderly manner, the top person in charge of the "Refuge" finally secretly heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward two steps quickly, and greeted with an extremely humble attitude: " Thank you for your timely rescue, honorable Commander."

"Where is my brother?" The boy's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he went straight to the point without any nonsense.

"I'm very sorry, I don't know where your brother is, but I can confirm that he is in an unknown corner of the world. In addition, there is a very difficult matter that needs your help right now." Said, responsible The man turned and glanced behind him at the tunnel leading to the underground shelter.

I saw streaks of dazzling violet light flashing from time to time in the originally dark and deep passage.

This is undoubtedly a unique phenomenon in which magic energy is attracted by a certain force and gathered together!

The boy obviously had a considerable understanding of the Darente, and immediately raised his eyebrows and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are any of you reaching the critical point?"

"That's right! His name is Wells, and as far as I know, he is the only guy who survived seeing your brother. He has been obsessed with tracking and monitoring a boy who looks almost exactly like you for a long time recently, no If something goes wrong..."

The person in charge didn't say anything to death, but deliberately dragged on a long tone, giving people unlimited room for reverie.