Cloud Flow's Emperor was very young and had a beautiful, devilish face. The young emperor reclined on a soft cushion, and a palace maid fed him wine.
Behind the pillars on both sides of the hall, soldiers were hidden in the darkness. Wherever the lights shone, it was a strange and dazzling world.
Above the palace, the beams were covered with magic patterns, and huge crystal lamps hung down. Wind blew from above, passing through the banquet hall, and into the huge courtyard outside.
"All of you, why do you look so sad? Didn't we just lose half of the Titan Duchy? Anyway, that old guy won't listen to me. So what if we lose it? "Cloud Flow's Emperor said disapprovingly.
Actually, the prince and his brothers did not cry. They were just a little more worried about the country and its people than the Emperor. Facing the dance of the beautiful swordsmen, they were still very happy.
"Brother, the Redwater River defense line can at most hold for another two to three months. By then, the weather in the north will be cold, and the Tanggulas Empire will focus on the Titan Duchy. We can't just wait like this."
A member of the royal family, who looked to be in his forties, said loudly to Cloud Flow's Emperor. He was the Emperor's older brother, but according to Cloud Flow's rules, after his younger brother became the Emperor, he could only call him Brother.
"I have already sent envoys to Scotia. Hmm, the emperor of Scotia will sell us a large amount of equipment. When the time comes, we can set up tens of thousands of fire-breathing ballistae on the banks of the Red River. The Tanggulas' cavalry will not be able to cross the Red River even half a step."
"Father, the Skochinyan people aren't reliable," one of the princes said as he looked at a dancer with a lecherous gaze. He used to be the son of a prince, but now he could only call the Emperor father. The Emperor was too young, and his only son was only two years old. Even in the rotten and luxurious Cloud Flow, he was not old enough to drink. So, the real prince was still drinking milk and was not in this hall.
"Of course I know. That old guy Tanner is not a good person. If it wasn't for the long journey, and there's nothing fun in Scotia, I would go with the envoy and kill him. "The Emperor's words made the many members of the royal family grin.
The Emperor was not bragging. As the Cloud Emperor, he was not a weakling. This was a rule left behind by the Fourth Dynasty. The current Cloudflow Emperor was a powerful assassin. When the late Emperor was still alive, the current Emperor was only a little over ten years old, but he had already assassinated many of the Emperor's spies.
The current Emperor was nearly thirty years old, and his strength was unfathomable.
It was precisely because the Emperor did not brag that everyone felt awkward. It was not a problem for the emperor to be a magician or a sword saint, but it was a bit embarrassing for him to be an assassin.
"However, I heard that Downey, that old fart, has already advanced to become a Gold Sword Saint. I don't have much confidence in killing him. Even if I can kill him, I won't be able to escape. You guys shouldn't hope for me to die. "
The Emperor laughed heartily, and everyone laughed bitterly with him.
Fortunately, Yun Liu still maintained the system of the Senate. Otherwise, with such an unreliable emperor, everyone would be in trouble.
Just as the Emperor was celebrating with his family, a female official came in to report that the court swordsmen had caught a level-7 cloud fox. A magician had refined it into a short robe on the spot, and it was to be presented to His Majesty.
The Emperor was very excited. He called the court swordsmen who had run out to do nothing and rewarded them with gold coins. Then, His Majesty put on the cloud fox short robe and said to his brothers, "What do you think of this robe?"
Made from the material of a level-7 magic beast and refined by a level-9 Magic Shooter, even a pair of underwear was definitely a high-level piece of equipment. Everyone could only praise it.
"It's a bit hot. Sigh, this season. How about this, everyone follow me to the back to admire the snow. We can't let the magicians down. " As the Emperor spoke, he dismissed the beautiful swordsmen and led his brothers and nephews of the royal family to admire the snow in high spirits.
There was no snow in June, but there were still many powerful magicians in the Cloud Palace who could temporarily create a snowstorm somewhere in the palace to match His Majesty's mood.
The war against the Titans was put aside just like that, and could only be handled by the Senate. His Majesty wanted to admire the snow and was not in the mood to deal with government affairs. The Senate could not mobilize the Emperor's personal soldiers, so they could only let the local nobles do it. This was another huge expense. The local nobles might not be willing, because according to the rules of Cloud Flow, the local nobles always had to follow the royal family when they fought. Now that the Emperor had no intention of increasing the number of troops, the enthusiasm of the local nobles would be greatly reduced.
If the Senate wanted to persuade the nobles, it would have to pay a lot of expenses.
Not to mention the matters in the four empires, Metatlin City, Salin's temple. Nelis fell into a deep sleep again. Salin thought alone every day, repeatedly studying those strange magic beasts.
In Salin's necklace, after the twenty-four little Lightning Dragons devoured the corpse of a level-10 Lightning Dragon, they indeed advanced. They directly became level-9 Lightning Dragons.
Level-9 Lightning Dragons already had four claws and could live out of the water. However, these little Lightning Dragons did not have any intention of becoming adults. They were still only a dozen meters long. Salin could only continue to raise these guys and feed them a large number of magic beasts in the sea every day. Salin constantly sent ships out to sea to hunt, not for those low-level magic cores, but to raise his Lightning Dragons.
Even though a creature like the Lightning Dragons could eat for a month, sometimes without food, it was not a problem not to eat for a few months. But the little Lightning Dragons were growing, and the flow of time in the necklace was different from the outside world. Salin had to feed them a large amount of food every day to prevent the little Lightning Dragons from emitting mental attacks.
When the little Lightning Dragons were hungry, they would use mental power to communicate with Salin. Even with the separation of the necklace, the connection between their souls still made Salin very irritated. Unless one day these Lightning Dragons could hunt on their own, he would not be able to get rid of this trouble.
To Salin's relief, he quickly had an idea and began to put it into practice.
The new spell Salin invented was a flying skill. Many magic beasts in the sea had the ability to fly, but they could only fly for a very short time. Salin, on the other hand, was researching ways to fly in the air for long periods of time.
His own Cloud Walk was a semi-creative spell, and it was based on Wind Walk. But the new spell he was researching was completely different. The flying principle was different from any previous flying spell.
Salin named this level-seven spell — Comet Flash.
The preparation time for the spell was slightly longer, but the casting time was only two vibrations. It could be linked with other spells to create the illusion of an instant cast. After the Comet Flash was completed, a huge ice shuttle would condense on the surface of Salin's body. This ice shuttle was extremely sharp, and its entire body had six edges. At the end of the ice shuttle, the huge ice shuttle condensed from water elements would instantly vaporize, and the water vapor would be ejected.
With the help of the water vapor, the ice shuttle could fly in the air and adjust its direction.
The speed of this flying spell scared even Salin himself. If he did not consider his body's endurance, he felt that it could even surpass the speed of sound.
The ice shuttle was completely sealed, and Salin had to rely on magic to maintain his breathing. The ice shuttle was definitely stronger than the Ice Patterned Armor. This was a level-seven spell, the strength of a high-level spell. It was not something that any equipment could break in an instant.
In other words, when Salin flew, it was as if he was surrounded by a high-level magic shield. There were no blind spots in any direction. And inside the ice shuttle, he could release all the instantaneous spells that he had mastered.
When using this spell to fly, Salin would flash like a comet. The powerful speed could only be maintained for a moment, but the normal speed was more than three hundred miles per hour. Salin was constantly perfecting this spell. He believed that when this spell was finalized, it would definitely surpass the speed of a Golden Sword Saint. Even now, the instantaneous acceleration was enough for him to escape from great danger.
This spell was even more effective in the water, and it allowed Salin to withstand extremely high water pressure. He could finally move freely in the sea. In the past, he had always envied Nelis. The pressure of the deep sea had always been an obstacle that humans could not overcome.
In the process of researching this spell, Salin also mastered many new spells. These spells were summarized from the bodies of magical beasts, and almost all of them were water spells.
At this time, Salin began to gradually touch the threshold of becoming a Magic Shooter. Before this, no matter how strong his magic strings were, or how strong his mental strength was, his understanding of the elements was always very narrow. This time, he created a new spell on his own, allowing Salin to open a new world.
The threshold to advance to a level-seven Magic Shooter no longer existed. All Salin needed was the accumulation of time.
The new spell also made Salin a lot more daring. With this Comet Flash, he was no longer afraid of being besieged, and he dared to fly on rainy days. The ice shuttle made of pure water elements was actually non-conductive. In the past, mages would try to avoid rainy days when they flew, lest they were unlucky and be struck into pieces by lightning. Now, Salin had the ability to protect himself. With the badge and a layer of water element ice shuttle, Salin was very safe flying in the rain as long as he did not enter the clouds.
This was also thanks to Nicholas' Fallen Divine Spell, which allowed Salin's left hand to quickly recover. Otherwise, he would not be able to practice new spells for at least half a year.
The new spell was finished, and what was lacking was to make up for it repeatedly in practice. Salin also opened the temple and began to personally handle the affairs of Metatlin City. In reality, there were too few things that he had to personally manage. Basically, all the troublesome things were taken care of by Daniel.
Daniel put in a lot of effort to evolve a huge undead intelligence like Peaches into his helper. In the city hall, there were thousands of skeletons busy every day, dealing with government affairs with some necromancers.
The first thing Salin had to do was to host the first opening battle of the arena. In the northwest of the city, the huge arena could accommodate more than fifty thousand people. There were only a hundred or so people registered for the opening battle, which was less than Salin had expected. After all, the ratio of professionals in Metatlin City was ten times that of other cities.
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