The leisurely life in the mountain village and the slow pace easily brought people peace. The villagers sang and entertained themselves during their work. The simple expression of emotion attracted people to blend in.
But in such a comfortable environment, a certain someone did not have such an easy time. The fighting in the dream, the new rules of building the tower, and the new way of building the tower could be said to be a triple oppression of brain power, physical strength, and martial strength. This kind of life was even more urgent than the time in the Tower of the Great Sage, as if someone was chasing behind him.
The pace of life in the Tower of the Great Sage was quiet and unhurried. In addition to stargazing and recording every night, the daytime was to study magic, write a dozen maze version of the code, or replan and modify the magic tower. Although there were many things to do and could be done, there was no urgency.
But after leaving the magic tower, Lin clearly knew that his world would never be the same. The urgency of life was not so obvious in a situation of abundant funds. It could even be said that the savings of more than three years were enough for him to squander for a long time.
But the threats brought by those grudges, with the loss of the magic tower's protection, could almost be said to be imminent. It would not be surprising if an assassin appeared, or if an assassin used some unorthodox means, such as poisoning or arson. However, a certain someone still did not know that such enemies had come in waves. They were all cleaned up by the itchy Lich.
The fight in the dream was not without any influence on one's mental state. Lin became more and more taciturn. The fat otaku incarnation seemed to be uncomfortable all over without a few words of ridicule and mockery first. And the Guo Zhongsheng incarnation was rash and did things without thinking. The reasons were all kinds of strange, making people laugh bitterly. The three incarnations were becoming more and more extreme.
Such a terrible situation also affected the real Lin. From time to time, he would show a ferocious expression, frightening the two girls beside him. But this situation did not last long. After two slaps from the Lich, it returned to its original state …
A certain someone wanted to announce to the outside world that his strength had also improved. But in front of that absolute gap, even if he had a temper, he had no temper. He could only hide in a corner and feel sorry for himself like a little wife who was bullied by her mother-in-law.
In reality, the gap between the people beside him and himself was like a chasm. The two incarnations in the dream did not show mercy because of this. Instead, they ridiculed him more viciously, and of course, killed him more ruthlessly.
At the same time, at the Tower of the Great Sage. This place was completely different from half a month ago when it looked like a large military camp. With the location of the predicted opening of the plane as the center, the construction team led by mages built an endless series of fortresses, almost enclosing the location of the plane gap into an iron cage.
As the main force of the Southwest Peninsula of the Continent of the Mystic, the Society of Sorcerers's. Four teams of the sorcerers and serve as the frontline to stop the invasion of the abyss. ................... and even..........................
The only airship in the Southwest Peninsula was tied to the side of the Tower of the Great Sage. It would circle around it at a fixed time every day. In addition to the routine training, it was also to let everyone who gathered here see the strongest weapon in the Southwest Peninsula. It also boosted the morale of the people who gathered here.
The four district presidents had already put aside the affairs of their respective branches and came here to sit. This was because most of the people who led the army here were the kings of small countries or the local feudal lords. People of such status could not be suppressed by a mere great mage, just by being the president of the Sijia district branch and the disciple of Orange Eaton.
Although the Society of Sorcerers was stronger than any small country and held considerable power, it was not without checks and balances. At least the four presidents were on equal footing. Orange Eaton could use his seniority and age to suppress the other three, but it was not to the extent that he could decide everything with a single word.
When facing a king with worldly power, the rule of mages was to respect and not interfere too much. This was a standard that applied to mages from top to bottom. After all, the degree of centralization of power in the Society of Sorcerers was far less than the degree of power that could be controlled by a country as a unit. In essence, the association was just a mutual aid association for mages.
It was not that no one had ever thought of centralizing power and creating a magic empire. And this dream could be considered to be half successful. In addition to the Five Great Empires, there were also Five Great Powers in the Maze Continent. Located in the east of the Maze Continent, there was a pure country of mages – the Principality of Crowe was such an existence.
There were many reasons why this pure country of mages could not become a big country, which would not be mentioned for the time being. In short, it was very difficult for mages to obtain greater power in the secular world. This also caused the nobles above a certain level to treat mages as a group of clowns that could be bought with money.
"I can't beat you, but I despise you all the same." This was the attitude of the kings of many countries in the Southwest Peninsula towards the Society of Sorcerers. Only the four branch presidents had enough weight in front of these kings and received some respect.
Especially this time, the Abyss was about to invade the Maze Continent. As a resident of the Maze Continent, no one could guarantee that they would be able to escape the clutches of the demons. Since they could not hide, the only choice was to fight. All the countries and great lords sent troops to support them. The difference was that some only sent their trusted aides, and some came in person. The same thing was that they were full of complaints …
Why should we share the responsibility for the mess that the mages made? This was the common thought in the minds of most of the nobles who came here.
Because of this complaint, as well as the uneasiness before the official invasion of the Abyss, the morale of this motley crew was barely maintained.
For this war, the mages were duty-bound. Even if some people tried their best to spread the word that the original owner of the Tower of the Great Sage had made such a mistake, and even framed him for summoning demons and initiating the Gate of the Abyss, he should be punished with death.
But the mages were not a group of people who blindly followed what others said. Perhaps some of them would covet the original owner's wealth. But to be labeled as a demon summoner and force the original owner to admit his guilt and be executed, there would not be any benefits in their pockets. If that was the case, what was the point of helping the conspirators to slander an innocent person?
Even if they would be dealt with in the same way in the future. Such worries prevented the mages from doing something as shameful as adding insult to injury. In the minds of most of the mages, the hidden conspirators were the ones who should be held accountable. Of course, there was still resentment towards the original owner.
It was this resentment, coupled with the anxiety of the royal army and the private armies of the nobles at the outer defense line, that affected the morale of the mages' allied army. In the torment of waiting, they similarly wondered what exactly was the reason they had to come here.
Especially now that the original owner of the tower had left, a large group of mages replaced him to stop the demons that were about to rush out of the Abyss. This bit of unfairness also grew in the hearts of the allied army.
But these complaints were about to come to an end, or rather, they would not have the time to complain.
Before this, the Gate of the Abyss was still unstable. Occasionally, there would be low-level demons that would luckily pass through the gap and enter. Those little demons would be quickly killed by the army.
Now, there were already organized demon squads that took advantage of the night to crawl out of the gap in the Abyss in order to explore a way to break through the defense line.
That's right, if one side of the maze could spy on the scene of the Abyss through the gap, the other side could naturally see it as well.
In the chaotic and unstructured history of the demons, a situation where the main plane was fully prepared before the Gate of the Abyss was fully opened was unheard of.
When had it not been a smooth invasion of the maze, burning and looting everywhere? Before the powerful forces in the maze could react, the greedy demons would be able to collect enough treasures and then leave. A few fellows who were so greedy that they covered their eyes would stay and be suppressed, and then become a joke in a heroic epic.
But this time, through the gap of the plane that was about to stabilize, the demons could see that the main plane had already built a dense defense line.
There were no demon worshippers chanting their names on the other side; there were also no greedy and ignorant humans who could be easily coaxed by the demons. There was only an army that had already gathered.
Regarding this, the demons were not disappointed. The sense of accomplishment from deceiving people and then succeeding was not necessarily stronger than killing to one's heart's content. Especially the fragile humans. Being torn apart by the sharp claws, accompanied by wails and begging for mercy, was simply the most beautiful sound of nature.
Since the other side had already gathered an army, the Demon Lord who was the first to discover and control this Gate of the Abyss was not arrogant enough to think that he could complete the great task of invading the maze by himself. He gathered the neighboring Demon Lords, regardless of whether they were indebted to him or had enmity with him.
In the end, he also gathered an army and guarded the Gate of the Abyss that was about to fully open, waiting for the moment when the great battle would begin to kill their way into the maze. Of course, the opponents in this great battle were not limited to humans. It could also be the forces of other Demon Lords. It was a matter of course for demons to kill their 'comrades' while killing their enemies.
It was natural for demons to have ulterior motives. No one would completely trust others. Of course, it was not that there were no such demons who would trust others, but as long as they were betrayed, they would usually be the first victims and would forever lose the opportunity to grow.
The only thing that troubled these Demon Lords was that the news of this place had already reached the ears of a certain grand lord. That Demon Lord, who was always in a state of hunger, greed, and selfishness, was the overlord of this side of the Abyss.
When that person personally admitted that he was rather interested in this Gate of the Abyss, a group of warlords carried the grand lord's instructions and forcefully controlled the gathered demons. They also sent out a few waves of smaller spies, hoping to find out where the weakness was on the other side of the gate.
It did not matter who was in command of the cannon fodder and soldiers at the bottom. But for the Demon Lords, it was quite different whether they had the right to command or not. The difference between a chess player and a chess piece was not who could be easily sacrificed and who could not be sacrificed.
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