In a hidden location on the east side of Crushed Stone Canyon.
Two Magi, one male and one female, were hiding in a magic plant that looked like a flower bud, secretly watching the battle in the distance.
On one side of the flower bud was a projection of the scene of two giants fighting to the death.
Seeing the terrifying might of the two powerful Magi with a wave of their hands and feet, their hearts trembled slightly. Even though they were hiding in a safe place and would not be affected by the aftershocks of the battle, their mouths were dry, and an indescribable resentment and impatience surged in their chests.
"Supreme beings … I really didn't expect that there would be two supreme beings hiding in a place as weak as the central continent …" The female Magus angrily cursed.
"They can't be considered supreme beings yet!" The male Magus said coldly, "One of them relies on the tyrannical power of his bloodline, while the other relies on a high-grade divine weapon that is compatible with the source of his soul to achieve such might. As for their bodies … They obviously haven't reached the standards of supreme beings yet! "
"Even if they haven't, they're not far from it …" The female Magus's face was still full of hatred, "If we let the central continent develop like this, it might really break away from the association's control and form a new Magus force … Don't forget that the association sent us here to win over the power of the central continent. If the central continent is lost in our hands, this crime … "
At this point, the female Magus could not help but shiver, obviously remembering something bad.
The male Magus's face was also filled with sadness.
The situation in front of them had obviously gone beyond their control. It involved the future of the central continent, and included close to half of the central continent's grade 4 Magi. There were even two powerful Magi who were not weaker than supreme beings …
What could two grade 3 Magi do about this?
To put it bluntly, they were inspectors of the Magus Association. No matter where they went in the central continent, they would be warmly and sincerely welcomed. However, in the eyes of those grade 4 old fellows, they were nothing more than spies that the Magus Association had stationed in the central continent.
Although they wouldn't go as far as to openly obstruct him, they would secretly oppose him and resist him.
Moreover, with their Grade 3 strength, if they were to recklessly charge into today's battlefield, it was possible that they would be instantly killed by those two terrifying fellows who had gone berserk.
Therefore, they would rather hide underground and vent their frustrations to their heart's content, not daring to approach the battlefield at all.
"What should I do?" Thinking of the punishment she would face in the future, the female Sorcerer's face was filled with malevolence and fear.
"What else can we do? Report the situation here and ask the association to send more powerful wizards to control the situation. Otherwise … "the male warlock said with a determined expression.
Magi who were stronger than them … Wouldn't that mean that they could only send the elders of the association?
Moreover, looking at the situation today, even if an ordinary Elder of the association came, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the situation!
The sorceress licked her dry lips. Just as she was about to continue speaking, a gloomy and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in this strange underground space.
"You two little fellows, shut up … Watch this battle carefully and attentively! In the Magus World, battles of this level are rare … "
The voice came from the identity rings that the male and female Sorcerer were wearing. In the Magus Association, there were not many people who could suppress their identities and directly enter such a wide area.
Moreover, this voice was so strange and unforgettable. The male and female Sorcerer looked at each other, and the name of a powerful being appeared in their minds at the same time.
Sevorius …
"Greetings, Lord Sevorius!" the male and female Sorcerer said in unison, their faces filled with excitement and excitement.
Since the headquarters had sent the powerful Lord Sevorius here, it seemed that the association was prepared to make a big move!
"Shh … You two, don't be so noisy!" The cold voice continued, "Don't tell me you think that we're the only ones who have sent people? Hmph, foolish … "
The faction behind the female Sorcerer seemed to have some connection with Sevorius, so she mustered up her courage and asked, "Sir, did the other organisations also send people?"
After a moment of silence, the cold voice lazily replied, "I haven't found out who the Silver Alliance sent, but it must be that bitch Cthuna from the Northern Witches' side … Hmph, if there's a chance, I really want to find her to reminisce about the old days …"
Hearing the resentment in the other party's words, it was clear that the meeting between the two parties would not be as peaceful and friendly as he had described!
After a moment, the cold voice suddenly said, "You two, hurry up and leave! Return to the central station and wait for news. Also, recall all the people that have been deployed here. I've already sensed the appearance of a new aura. If the battle starts, you won't be able to escape even if you want to … "
Hearing the other party's warning, the expressions of the male and female Sorcerer who were at the intermediate and advanced stage of rank 3 changed greatly.
The male Sorcerer hurriedly stomped his feet and grabbed something that looked like a flower bud sticking out of the petals beneath him, causing the flower bud to shrink rapidly. When the space had shrunk to the point where it could barely accommodate the two of them, he drove the flower bud magic plant underground away from the battlefield.
The female Sorcerer continuously rubbed the authority ring in her hand, passing orders to retreat to each of her subordinates. Those who were sent to this battlefield were all elites that the two of them had painstakingly nurtured for hundreds of years, and all of them had around rank 2 strength. If they really died here, the two of them would definitely vomit blood and cry bitterly.
While the two rank 3 Sorcerers were sneaking away, some mysterious figures descended near the Gravel Canyon.
It was a strange crystal airship that looked like a devil ray.
At this moment, it was hovering in the air five kilometres to the northeast of the Gravel Canyon, silently observing the battle between the two 'powerful beings'.
The interior of the airship was much larger than what they could see from the outside. In the spacious central hall, more than ten fellows of different shapes and sizes were wearing the silver robes unique to the Silver Alliance, sitting at their posts and busying themselves.
Ratmen, Treants, Snake People, Night Elves, Dark Dwarves, Pygmies … As far as the eye could see, there was a mixture of different races, giving off a strange feeling as if one had entered the Garden of Life.
"Lord Tatas, the scouts have been sent out. The footage of the battle will be sent over soon …" A silver-robed Sorcerer with the body of a human but the head of a snake reported respectfully.
At the centre of the hall, on a small platform, the rank 4 Puppet Master Tatas was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes.
Tatas was not a pure human, but a mixed-blood with the bloodline of a Pygmy. He was no taller than 1.3 metres, and his muscles were not developed. His spiritual force was also slightly lower than that of ordinary rank 4 Sorcerers.
However, as a high-ranked Puppet Master of the Silver Alliance, most of his strength came from the powerful magic puppet that had fused with his soul. Because of this, his main body appeared to be slightly 'weaker'.
Tatas opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the scene of the battle in the distance projected on the large light screen. Seeing the two powerful Magi who could shake the heavens and split the earth with a wave of their hands, Tatas' beady eyes immediately lit up.
"The Titan bloodline … It's indeed the strongest bloodline in the world!" He stared intently at the Titans as he clicked his tongue in admiration. "It's a pity that those Titans are too powerful. Otherwise, if the Alliance could capture one or two of them for research and create some flesh puppets, they would definitely be much more powerful than those clumsy metal lumps. What a pity … What a pity! "
At the end of his admiration, no one knew what he meant by 'what a pity'.
However, his gaze was immediately attracted by another Molten Giant.
"Energy body … Fire elemental transformation … These Elemental Magi only have these few ways of strengthening themselves! There's no creativity at all … Wait, aren't the attack and defence of this Fire Magus a little abnormal? His main body is only at rank 4, how can his attack reach the level of nearly 10,000? This … This … How is this possible? "
The more Tatas looked, the more surprised he became. With a wave of his hand, he pulled the light screen in front of his eyes and casually put on a pair of multi-purpose engineering glasses. He laid down on the three-dimensional image that took up almost the entire screen and carefully studied it.
"Divine weapon … He's using a divine weapon! And it's a rank 5 divine weapon … Gosh, why are there two high energy reactions on his body? Could it be … Could it be that he has two rank 5 divine weapons on him? Bastard … This lucky bastard … "
Looking at the flight supervisor's crazy performance of crying and laughing, the many Silver Robed Magi present could only shrug their shoulders and pretend not to care as they continued with their own work.
To be honest, their work was really busy!
Not only did they have to calculate and collect all kinds of data and information on this top-notch battle in the central part of the continent, they also had to study the possible direction of the future situation for the higher-ups of the Silver Alliance to make a decision … None of these tasks could be completed easily. It was no wonder that the flight supervisor for this trip was a well-known Alliance powerhouse.
Just as the rank 4 Puppet Master Tatas was laughing and crying, in another area less than 20 miles away from them, three Witches of different physiques, appearances, and ages were standing in an invisible barrier, similarly observing and sizing up the battlefield.
The leader of the Witches of Death, Cthuna … If this name were to be placed in the northern lands, it would be an important figure who could shake the heavens and earth with a stomp of her foot. It was often rumored that she was the most powerful individual among the Witches of the northern lands!
Beside her were two supervisors of the Witch Council stationed in the central part of the continent. One was a rank 2 and the other was a rank 3, belonging to the Dark Witch and the Pale Witch respectively.
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