More than 4,000 people set off again. There was a special existence in the team, a Level-6 Magician. He was under the protection of two Black Iron Sword Saints. Other than the three symbols on his magic robe, this Magician also wore a family crest. He was a noble Magician with a calm and arrogant attitude.
Other than the two Black Iron Sword Saints, there was also a large group of soldiers protecting this Magician. Clearly, this Magician was of noble status. The scale of protection was similar to that of a Magic Shooter.
At the back of the group was a large number of support soldiers. They were in charge of the large and medium-sized equipment that the army carried. These support soldiers were not weak, at least much stronger than most mercenaries. As the group moved forward, other than the sound of the wheels, even the warhorses remained silent. This was an iron army.
If anyone recognized the family crest on the Magician's chest, they would realize that the highest level of nobility in this family was one of the six Dukes in Sacred Rock City's parliament.
There were a total of 12 Dukes in Sacred Rock City's parliament, and they controlled the capital's military and financial affairs. Every Duke's family had a deep foundation. This level-6 Magician was also very young, not even 40 years old. It was obvious that the family had deliberately nurtured him. His family crest was engraved with a white rose.
The White Rose family had a longer history than the Qinyin Empire. Since the founding of the empire, they had always held an important position in Sacred Rock City. Even if he was not a Magician, the flag commander would not dare to order him. Following the army was his own idea.
Fortunately, although the Qinyin Magicians were arrogant, they would not delay the war. This Magician from the White Rose family would not interfere with the flag commander's orders, nor would he act on his own. If the flag commander wanted him to act, they could discuss it. As long as he was confident in something, he would definitely help.
His pride was in his bones, but it did not mean that he did not understand the ways of the world. Since he joined the army, it was to earn some honor for his family.
Sacred Rock City, Imperial City Patrol Courtyard. In a sealed room, the light was dim. The person locked in the room was a young man. This young man was extremely anxious. It had already been a day. Why was there still no response? After escaping from the Green Dragon Stone and sending the news to Sacred Rock City, he should at least be received by the parliament's military office instead of being locked in the Imperial City Patrol Courtyard.
These were two different offices, and the things they were responsible for did not match. The young man was a professional assassin. He had passed by the Green Dragon Rock by chance, and ended up encountering a massacre by the people of the Church. He had painstakingly escaped and delivered the news to Saint Rock City. He had hoped to rely on this living empire's commendation to become a baron.
But as soon as he had entered the city, he had been captured by the soldiers of the city patrol. He hadn't even encountered anyone from the imperial swordsmen's barracks.
The door was suddenly opened and light shone in. The young assassin's heart tightened as a tall middle-aged man walked in. This middle-aged man had a mighty face and a short beard.
The young assassin didn't know why, but he was very afraid of this middle-aged man. He stood up and almost attacked.
"Don't be nervous. I've heard that you've delivered an important piece of news that requires me to verify it personally."
"You are?"
"I'm from the Prince's Mansion."
"Sir, this news is extremely important. I'm afraid it's already a little late. The Green Dragon Stone was under attack, and a large number of people from the Church appeared. There was already a river of blood flowing there. All the residents were killed, including some passing merchants. "
"How did you escape?"
"I'm an assassin, and I live at the outermost part of the Green Dragon Stone."
"Do you have any companions?"
"No."
"No, I don't belong to that family," the young assassin answered honestly. The young assassin answered honestly. He thought that he would be recruited by this middle-aged man. Nobles would often hire assassins to do undignified things for them.
"That's good." The middle-aged man smiled and lightly pointed his finger. A golden sword energy directly smashed the young assassin's head.
The young assassin's body softly fell to the ground. The middle-aged man turned around and walked out of the room. He said to the patrolmen waiting outside, "Everyone who has seen this young man, secretly go to the Military Intelligence Bureau of the House of Commons. I don't want to kill you, so just forget what happened."
"Yes, Your Highness." The patrolmen's face was covered with sweat. He knew very well why Prince Sephiroth had done this, so he knew that if he leaked any information, his entire family would definitely die. Those who were sent to the Military Intelligence Bureau would disappear completely sooner or later, dying in the process of carrying out their missions.
The prince was merciful and didn't add any crimes to these soldiers. After they died, their families would be well taken care of. It seemed that he wouldn't die, as long as he kept his mouth shut.
Since Sephiroth had personally come to deal with this news, he could only pretend that the informant had never appeared.
The small incident in Sacred Rock City had disappeared, and no one would mention it again. The assassin didn't know why he died. What he did was completely for the Qinyin Empire. Sephiroth didn't ask him any key questions and directly killed him. The people of the Vatican were setting up a huge formation …
More than 4,000 troops were approaching the Green Dragon Stone. Even with the supply of supplies, it was less than a hundred miles away, and they could reach it in three hours. The road here was as smooth as a mirror, and the carriages could run at full speed.
Around the Green Dragon Stone, the six huge rocks that were as tall as mountains returned to their normal color. They coldly looked down at the Green Dragon Stone, which was covered in white mist. The entire area shrouded in white fog had turned into a city made of white fog. On the city walls, there were soldiers condensed from white fog. These soldiers were abnormally realistic. Apart from the fact that the surface of their skin was still shrouded in fog, the armor on their bodies was already the color of metal.
Creation was God's way of creating things. Apart from the fact that these condensed creatures had no souls, everything would become more and more real.
More than 4,000 soldiers entered the formation step by step. They didn't go near the city formed by the white mist, but began to form a formation about a mile away. The auxiliary soldiers began to assemble all kinds of puppets and catapults. The heavily armored cavalry was at the forefront, resting next to the warhorses. Once the people in the city tried to come out and destroy the magic machinery, the heavy armored cavalry would rush up and tear the enemy into pieces.
Although it was night, the auxiliary soldiers still worked perfectly. Magic lamps illuminated the surroundings. Every part had a serial number, and they skillfully assembled all kinds of machinery. Five catapults were the first to be completed, followed by ten stone puppets. These were the cheapest puppets, all made of stone. After the Magicians reinforced them, they could fight for ten minutes.
After the eight-meter-tall stone puppets were assembled, the Magicians began to enchant the materials to prevent them from being cut into pieces by the enemy. These stone parts weren't very strong.
As soon as the stone-armored puppet was assembled, the soldiers added more parts to it. The giant stone puppets carried metal hammers and threw weapons, including javelins, stones, magic bombs, and so on. The flag commander didn't want his soldiers to take risks. He decided to use the catapults for a while, then send the puppets into the mist.
After clearing a safe area, the soldiers would enter. The Magicians could now think about what spells to prepare. When the time came, they would work together to clean up the mist.
The Cardinal discovered that there were enemies outside the Genesis Formation, and the attack had already begun. The magic catapults began to throw magic stone bombs, mixed with some magic incendiary bombs, and a large area of the fog was burned. The Cardinal knew that it would be difficult for him to complete his mission. The enemies refused to enter, and the people trapped inside could not be dealt with.
Did he have to cut open the metal house himself?
While the red-robed bishop was deep in thought, the witcher spider on the statue behind him had already bared its fangs. With a spring of its legs, it silently glided behind the red-robed bishop. The red-robed bishop jerked his head back, but he didn't have time to release a high-level protection rune. He pointed with one hand and hit the witcher spider's eye.
If it were a living witcher spider, this finger would definitely shatter its brain. The problem was that the red-robed bishop's target was a puppet. The sharp bristles on the spider's pincers scratched the red-robed bishop's finger. These pincers had anti-magic properties and could even easily break a level-four magic shield.
Salin felt a sharp pain in his head. He immediately cut off all mental connections with the witcher spider. The witcher spider fell to the ground, its movements a bit stiff.
The red-robed bishop's finger went numb, and then it started bleeding. The red-robed bishop was horrified to find that the blood flowing out of his finger was dark green. What kind of poison was this? He was blessed by the gods!
The red-robed bishop was quite decisive. He pinched his injured finger and pulled hard. The whole finger was torn off, but the blood flowing out of the wound was also dark green.
The red-robed bishop felt a chill in his heart. He pulled out a short sword from his waist, which was a holy artifact, and used it to cut off his entire arm. Because of the holy artifact, only a little blood flowed out of the wound, but it was still dark green. The red-robed bishop suddenly felt a bit dizzy. If he continued, he would have to cut off his head.
He could use divine spells to recover an arm, but if he cut off his head, could he use divine spells to resurrect it? Divine spells could resurrect normal corpses, not headless corpses. He reluctantly took out a small bottle, crushed it, grabbed the pill inside, and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, the red-robed bishop collapsed to the ground, never to open his eyes again.
The red-robed bishop died in the hands of Joey's modified puppet. The amount of the poison Salin extracted was limited. He only extracted one drop from hundreds of dead leaves. Only Salin could extract this kind of poison, because he was the only one in the world who had a dead divine tree, and he was the only one who had an elven follower.
No one else could assassinate the red-robed bishop so easily. No matter how powerful other poisons were, without divinity, they couldn't kill a seventh-level mage quickly.
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