At the top of the Highest Tower, the capital of the Mifata Federation, more than ten legendary mages sat in a circle around a round table.
"It's been a long time since so many people have gathered for a meeting." An old mage with white hair and beard sighed. "Since teacher went into seclusion five hundred years ago … it hasn't been this lively."
"It was lively once when teacher was apotheosized, but you were in seclusion at that time," another old mage said.
"Time flies. We're all old in the blink of an eye."
"Yes, time flies, and the world changes so quickly. Unknowingly, everything has changed …" An old man with a square face and a wide mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked more like a warrior than a mage, sighed. "I just went to the Astral World, and when I came back, I found that everything had changed."
"Miller, you've been gone for too long."
"It's only been a total of sixty years. It's not that long."
"Come to think of it, it's indeed not that long … But, in the past sixty years, too many things have happened!"
The legendary mages were all silent. After a while, it was Miller who spoke. He said, "What is the purpose of gathering all of us here this time?"
"For the future of the Federation." Among the legendary mages present, the only one wearing a crown said in a low voice, "The current situation of the Federation is very bad. I think it has reached the point where we need to carefully consider the future."
The legendary mages all looked at him.
"In the past few years, everything in the Federation has not been smooth. Teacher died not long after apotheosized, the Mystery God System was destroyed by the Human God System, and there are many problems within the Federation. Just the legendary mages alone have died. There are even situations where some places have become independent … "The mage wearing the crown sighed and said," In the past years, it's not that we haven't encountered difficulties and difficulties, but at that time, there was Teacher and His Majesty the Master of Mystery … Now, we can only rely on ourselves. "
"Do we need to join forces to suppress those divided areas?" A mage with a hooked nose who looked very gloomy asked. "If we join forces, even if the incarnation of a god descends, we can also suppress it!"
"But what if it's the real body of a god?"
"How is that possible? The real body of a god can't step into the Main Plane."
"You haven't set foot in the mortal world for too long. Your intelligence is so outdated!" "Now there is a god on the Main Plane who is known as the Void Mask. His strength is probably at the level of a great Divine Power. His movement and fighting are completely unaffected."
The hawk-nosed mage was stunned and asked, "Then why haven't we gone to him directly?"
The Legendary Mages were also stunned and looked at him one by one.
"Why are you looking at me like that? A great Divine Power that can move freely on the Main Plane, even if we join forces, we won't be able to defeat it. Or to put it more simply, all the countries in the mortal plane, or even all the living creatures combined, probably wouldn't be able to defeat it — and even if they could defeat it, who knew how many of them would die. If that's the case, why don't we just rely on him? "
The Legendary Mages looked at each other in silence.
This mage was similar to Mill. He had not been active in the human world for the past hundred years and was almost isolated from the world. Therefore, his attitude tended to be objective and neutral. Apart from benefits, there was no other standpoint.
It was also for this reason that he could think of problems that other mages could not think of.
After a while, an old mage sighed and said, "Although His Majesty the Void Mask is powerful, his relationship with us is not good."
"We can be humble," the hawk-nosed mage said. "It's natural to surrender if we can't beat him."
"But … the death of the mentor, the collapse of the Mystery God System, and even the independence of the Grey Tower City and other places, are all directly or indirectly related to him …"
"Then shouldn't we surrender even more? He hasn't really made a move yet, and we're already a little embarrassed. Do we really have to wait until he personally makes a move and only surrender when death is at hand? At that time, he may not give us the chance to surrender! "
The topic became a little heavy at this point, and even the Legendary Mages found it difficult to continue. The council hall fell into silence again.
After a while, the mage wearing the crown said, "Let's go back to the problem at hand first. Our top priority now is to restore the order of the Federation as soon as possible and stabilize the hearts of the people of the Federation. Everyone, think about it. Is there any more reliable, or … is there any less costly way? "
"Is it very costly to surrender to a True God?"
"You can't force everyone to be as rational as you. After all, we have feelings, and our feelings can't accept this kind of thing."
"Mages should act according to reason, not emotion."
"But most of the people who make up the Federation, including most mages, can't do this kind of thing."
The hawk-nosed mage shook his head and said no more.
He felt that he had done his best, and he planned to seek refuge with His Majesty the Void Mask after the meeting, or at least … leave the Main Plane and wander in other worlds for a hundred years.
In a short period of fifty or sixty years, the world had changed so much. Maybe in another hundred years, the changes would be even greater.
Maybe by that time, there would not be so many arguments.
Anyway, no matter what, he would never stay in the Mifata Federation and become an enemy of a great Divine Power who could come in person!
After a discussion, the Legendary Mages finally decided to join forces to suppress the Golden Tower City.
The Void Mask could walk in person on the Main Plane, but the Noble Mages could not. Since that was the case, they would first fight his church out of the Mifata Federation!
"Speaking of fighting the Church of the God of Aristocracy, I remember something," the younger legendary mage said thoughtfully. "Recently, starting from the Republic of Northwest, the Commonwealth of Gold Coins and the Dhaka Business Alliance have been registering the surnames of the civilians."
"Registering the surnames of the civilians, is there any meaning?" A mage laughed disdainfully. "They can't even write, so it's the same whether they have surnames or not."
"… No, there's a big difference!" Miller frowned and said in a low voice, "Having a surname means having a family and having a legacy. This was originally one of the privileges of the aristocrats, the biggest symbol of 'different status from the civilians.' If the civilians also have surnames, it will be a great blow to the honor and status of the aristocrats. "
"Blow it up, then. Anyway, those aristocrats are useless," a mage said indifferently.
Hearing this, the mage wearing the crown's eyes brightened, and he laughed.
"Everyone, what do you think if we do the same?" he said.
The legendary mages were stunned. After thinking for a while, most of them expressed their approval.
Since they had decided to fight the Church of the God of Aristocracy, they were ready to go against the aristocrats. The Mifata Federation was the Country of Mages. In the eyes of these legendary mages, those aristocrats who were usually high and mighty were just the stewards and servants who managed the country for the mages. Taking this opportunity to hit them hard would also help to stabilize the country.
Moreover … if they could use this method to strengthen the loyalty of the civilians to the country, then wouldn't they be able to solve the problem at hand!
So, this matter was settled.
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