Salin looked at the mages in front of him. These mages were all older than him, and they had lived on Serrig Island since they were young. The environment for learning magic was better than his, but he was still ahead of them.
"Since you're all here, I have something to say. I'm going to build a team of a thousand people, divided into five parts. Christian, Fareins, and Basta will be in charge of my fleet after you return. Daniel will take care of the five teams. Passatro, Kornuk, and Jess will stay behind to assist Daniel. Don't think too much, Daniel won't direct you. There's still one team to give to Zola. Also, I estimate that I'll advance to Level-6 in a few years. When that time comes, I won't build a Magic Tower. "
"Lord Salin!"
The mages panicked when they heard that Salin wouldn't build a Magic Tower.
"Don't worry, I won't build a Magic Tower because you have too many people. When I reach Level-6, I'll add two more floors to the temple. There's no difference between the core of the temple and the Magic Tower. You'll all stay here in the future, no need to go to the east. "
Salin's words put everyone at ease.
"I'll choose two hundred Caucasians and distribute them among the five teams. Each team will have forty. These Caucasians can tame demon wolves, and the power of their axes is comparable to magic. You have to treat them well. "
"Lord, the Caucasians can be trusted, but we don't have enough people." Christian asked hesitantly.
"You can choose slowly. Pick some barbarians and swordsmen from the island. They have to be at least Swordmaster level. If there aren't enough people, leave them empty first. These people still need to be trained. These warriors would take turns every five days to guard the temple. The rest of the time, they would rest in the east area.
Salin had built large buildings around the shrine. To the north was the library, to the west was the town hall, to the south was the garden, and to the east was a tall geometrically shaped building. Currently, the captives of the Eastern Sea Nation were still being held there.
"Lord, don't we only have one chance every five days …" A level-3 mage asked the crux of the problem. As a mage, it was not embarrassing for him to be the follower of a great mage with a bright future. However, as a follower, there were special benefits. For example, he could train in Salin's magic tower. According to Salin's plan, with so many followers divided into five groups, they could only come to the temple once every five days.
Without waiting for Salin's reply, Christian reprimanded him and said, "Sir said that there's a cycle every five days, and he's on duty. Usually, if you want to come and cultivate, the Lord doesn't stop you. "
Salin nodded, agreeing with Christian's statement. His temple occupied a large area and could house troops. Like the Magic Tower, the core could be used for training. Even if he had as many low-level Mages as Rex, he could still fit all of them. It was just that every five days was a cycle, and the people around him had the opportunity to receive pointers.
Although these mages had a solid foundation, the magical knowledge Salin had obtained was also rather precious and could not be learned anywhere else. For example, Rafael's magic books and magic notes were simply the essence of the experience of his predecessors. In Rafael's era, Magic Shooters were not considered rare, and the magic civilization was much more prosperous than it was now. If it wasn't for the all-out war that broke out on the mainland, the world would definitely not be like this now.
"Sir, if Rex comes back, where will she live?" a low-level Mage asked worriedly.
"Rex's fief is in Kushui Prefecture. At most, she has a royal residence here. I will choose to build it in the south of the city. There's only us here at the temple. In addition, the management of the city needs a group of people, which will be provided by Rex. In the future, you don't have to worry about the city hall. "
The mages looked at each other. Asking them to manage the city and help Salin earn money was not their specialty. There was no doubt that Rex had the corresponding talents around her.
"What's with that expression? When the magic tower is built, the Magic Shooters from Seriger Island will move here. Who do you think will be in charge of the city hall?" Salin did not hide anything in front of his own people. In fact, as long as the Magic Shooters from Seriger Island were willing to come, Rex did not care who the city belonged to. She only needed a safe entrance so that she could teleport to the Hell of God's Punishment at any time.
What really attracted these powerhouses was the Six Yuan Space left behind by Rafael.
Rex was already a level-six Mage. As long as she took another step forward, she would be able to cultivate in the Six Yuan Space. Even now, she could rely on the power of the God Sieve Ring to enter the Six Yuan Space. However, the God Sieve Ring was too important to Rex, so she could not use the power in it frequently.
Salin thought to himself that as long as he had a few years and his teacher became a level-nine Magic Shooter, this city would truly be indestructible. Holy Rock City only had three level-nine Magic Shooters, and he could train at least 36 here.
Time. What mages lacked the most was time. Even if you became a Magic Shooter, you still had to race against time. Learning magic was like sailing against the current. You couldn't rest for even a minute.
After Salin appeased these mages, assigned the recent specific tasks, and signed the follower's contract, it was already afternoon.
More information was obtained from the interrogation, and Salin obtained very specific information. The allied forces of the East Sea countries had dispatched a total of 60 warships and 240 armed merchant ships. Each armed merchant ship carried about two thousand soldiers, which was much more than Salin had imagined.
Among so many soldiers, less than half were farmers. In other words, there were indeed 300,000 real soldiers. This did not include the navy on the warships.
These armed merchant ships carried so many soldiers, and their supplies were already at their limit. The secret island strongholds along the way had been depleted for hundreds of years. As soon as these troops landed, they would start looting like locusts. Otherwise, these expeditionary forces would starve to death.
When Salin heard this news, he was both happy and worried. He was happy that the enemy had done this, so there would definitely be no nobles who would surrender. He was worried about the same thing. These invaders had no way out, so they would definitely be extremely crazy.
Although Great Emperor Chanak could easily organize an expeditionary force of 100,000 people, it was supplied by the entire Qinyin Empire. By the time these expeditionary forces reached Lianyun City, the food on the ships would probably be almost finished. While a Magician's spatial equipment could be of some use, it would only be useful if it was a Magic Shooter's equipment. Not everyone had something like a dimensional stone.
There were 30 Magic Shooters in the expeditionary force. The three Lords killed one, and four Level-6 Magicians were also killed. Salin's Three Undead Lords were also heavily injured. It was not hard to imagine that if such a force gathered together, unless Alchemy City mobilized, the local nobles would not be able to stop them.
The north would become a scorched land! If it was in Scotia, the battle would be settled quickly. However, there were Magic Towers outside all the major cities of Qinyin. These Magicians usually did not care about the nobles, but if the enemy invaded, the Magic Towers would become part of the city's defense.
With these Magic Towers, the war would be even more brutal.
As long as the Magicians in the Magic Towers did not leave, then the expeditionary force would have to invest more than ten times the force to have any hope of destroying the Magic Towers. In other words, if there was a seven-story Magic Tower outside a city, the expeditionary force would have to invest ten Magic Shooters to win.
The more intense the resistance, the more brutal the attack. While Salin was not from Qinyin, he did not have a good impression of war. If the north became a scorched land, whose money would he earn? Without money and caravans, did he really have to rely on hunting at the Frozen Sea every year to maintain the city's expenditure?
If that was the case, he would not have the chance to expand his army. When the Vatican came, he would not be able to resist.
Shika quickly transferred two hundred Gaugass Warriors to Salin, and these two hundred Gaugass Warriors stayed in the temple, each with a Magic Wolf. These Demon Wolves still had a hint of fierceness in their eyes, but when they saw Salin, they all became obedient. Salin was already a Level-5 Great Magician. Even without using magic, he could affect the balance of the elements around him. As a Magical Beast that had evolved well, the Demon Wolves were very sensitive to elements. They knew that the human in front of them was very powerful.
The Caucasian region was relatively poor, and most young people would go out to make a living. However, the Caucasians had a good reputation. Seeing these strong warriors, Salin was very happy. He distributed the contracts that he had prepared. After signing the contracts with all the warriors, he found people that he had borrowed from Ainphent and measured each warrior's body, preparing to make new equipment and armor for each of them.
After more than a week, Neris finally returned from the sea with the Dimension Stone that Salin had given her. Hearing that Salin had built an army of followers, Neris complained, "Master, why did you leave me out of this? It would be better if I could manage them for you."
"My follower isn't going to die. Nelis, just stay by my side obediently." Salin was not polite. This little demon's loyalty to him was no longer a problem. The fundamental problem was that Neris's temper was even more unpredictable than Banchagana's. If Neris were to manage these followers, who knew when she would suddenly have a whim and eat all of them in exchange for a new ability.
Neris laughed. If it was in the past, she would definitely pester Salin to get a few dozen people to be her subordinates. Now, she focused all her attention on what the Winged Skeleton had promised. If she could get the coordinates of the Demonic Plane, she was a hundred percent sure that she could coax a few demons to come over and become her subordinates.
Neris was in a good mood. With her mental strength, controlling a dozen demons was not a problem. She could also control many little demons under each demon. There were also familiars under the little demons, and there were Magical Insects under the familiars.
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