Just like that, a magnificent night passed.
After that night's twists and turns, the Xanadu that Rozen painstakingly created was almost destroyed.
The ground was full of potholes and holes, becoming more deserted than before.
The fruit trees fell one by one, leaving only a very small part.
The herd of deer had already been startled away, fleeing into the mountains around the basin and disappearing without a trace.
Even the river that spanned across the entire basin seemed to have been cut off. It was either piled up with rocks and debris, or directly destroyed and completely scrapped.
Of course, the stone houses that originally rose from the ground were also scrapped, and only a small part remained intact.
This made the aborigines who came out of the surrounding forest and returned to the basin lamented.
"It's not easy to get this place to escape from the battlefield …"
"It's not easy to get a place to live and food …"
"It's all gone …"
"It's all gone …"
The natives were all incomparably sorrowful.
Fortunately, Rozen was still here.
"Although I suffered a lot of injuries and consumed a lot of magical power, with the help of special healing talismans, I basically made up for it."
Therefore, although he was tired and wanted to rest, Rozen still chose to make a move. Just like before, he first used Summon to summon a large number of uncontracted deer and sheep, and even cattle, chickens, ducks, and so on. Then, he used Yin-Yang Technique to clean up the terrain, flattened the land, summoned fruit trees, repaired the river, built a stone house, and at the cost of his own magical power, recreated a more glorious Xanadu than before.
This made the aborigines cheered again, and the way they looked at Rozen was completely different.
"You must be the Son of God sent by God!"
"Angel! You are an angel! "
"No! This must be God who came to save us! "
"God!"
The aborigines regarded Rozen as a god, and one by one, they knelt on the ground and worshiped him.
For these ordinary people, Rozen, who could perform such a miracle, was no different from God, right?
It was only natural that it became like this.
Rozen wanted to explain, but he was powerless to do so.
It was easy to imagine how much mana, energy, and effort it would take to transform such a large basin into a paradise.
Rozen, who had exhausted all his magical power, didn't dare to use Crimson Wing Formation to replenish his magical power because of his previous injuries.
In the end, Rozen could only let the natives do as they pleased.
"Anyway, after the singularity is repaired, everything here will return to its original state. The memories of these natives will no longer contain my existence."
Since that was the case, he might as well let them continue to misunderstand.
After doing all that, Rozen handed over the task of setting up enchantments around the basin to the servants. He hid in a stone house and slept soundly.
Of course, before that, Rozen also contacted Chaldea.
For what happened here, Chaldea naturally watched the whole process.
It would be strange if Chaldea didn't know about the Mythological War.
"Since we've already come this far, we can only succeed. Failure is not allowed!"
Olga Marie had given such a damned order.
"The opponent is Celtic Mythology, and here is the alliance of Greek Mythology and Hindu Mythology. Let me see the outcome of this real Mythological War."
Da Vinci said.
As for Roman …
"Bastard! You made me so worried! I will teach you a lesson when you come back! "
Roman was angry at Rozen the moment he got in touch with Rozen and scolded Rozen.
Seeing Roman like this, Rozen couldn't say anything, but he could only keep apologizing in his heart.
Roman must be very sad to see him being pierced by the magic spear, right?
Rozen could only apologize to Roman.
"I will treat you to a cake when we go back, brother."
Rozen just said that silently.
After that, Olga Marie claimed that many of the instruments in Chaldea had malfunctioned on a large scale. She might not be able to get in touch with them anymore and could only observe.
"Malfunction?"
Rozen was a little puzzled.
"Why did the instruments in Chaldea malfunction on a large scale?"
Rozen was extremely puzzled.
Unfortunately, whether it was Olga Marie, Roman, or Da Vinci, none of them explained and just brushed it off perfunctorily.
This made Rozen give up on pursuing the matter, but he also found a problem.
"Why do I feel that the atmosphere between the director and my brother is a little subtle?"
Yes.
For some reason, the atmosphere between Olga Marie and Roman seemed very subtle. Both sides seemed to deliberately ignore each other and became very unfamiliar.
"What the hell is going on?"
Rozen frowned and pondered.
Rozen didn't know anything about what happened in Chaldea.
In desperation, Rozen could only give up on pursuing the matter.
"Let's think about how to fight the next war first."
It was not too late to talk about the rest when he returned.
With that in mind, Rozen lay on the bed and slept for a day and a night.
When he woke up again, the injuries on his body had been completely healed, the blood he lost was also replenished, and his magical power was also fully restored under the operation of the magic circuit.
This was a small trick that Rozen researched after Eye of the Mind reached the Divine Realm. Even if he didn't deliberately use it, the magic circuit would operate on its own in the state of insufficient magical power, transforming vitality into magical power, and then fully recover.
Only those who were extremely familiar with the magic circuits and knew the circuits so well that they could operate them instinctively without using their brains would be able to complete such a technique. It was impossible for ordinary magicians to do so.
But now, Rozen could do it naturally.
"This is also thanks to Eye of the Mind, right?"
Rozen once again realized what kind of level he had improved this skill to.
Compared with Eye of the Mind, although Rozen's mastery of other magician skills was also very high, it was no longer comparable to Eye of the Mind.
The current Eye of the Mind may even be separated from the Eight Great Steps of the Magus and exist independently, that's not certain.
"I don't know if other magician skills can catch up to the level of Eye of the Mind and reach the Divine Realm."
This should be an impossible thing, right?
Rozen adjusted his state and immediately opened the door of the stone house that was closed for a day and a night.
When he opened the door …
"Woo!"
Rozen was scared and screamed.
Just because there was a huge figure standing in front of his door, like a statue, standing quietly.
“Berserker？”
Rozen was stunned.
It was Berserker.
"Why are you here?"
Rozen couldn't help but ask.
Then …
"Berserker is standing guard for you to protect you from being attacked again."
A voice explained the reason, and it reached Rozen's ears.
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