Rumelon City had never been so quiet. The messy streets were empty. Occasionally, one or two patrolling soldiers would pass by.
However, these soldiers were not wearing the standard armor of the Chaos Kingdom. Instead, they were wearing khaki armor, which was traditional Tula Kara craftsmanship.
Unlike the main city, most of the people were gathered at the execution ground of Rumelon City. They were there to witness the end of Rumelon City.
The cloned Rockdragon Cavalry arrived at the city gates and took down the city that had been ruled by the Kingdom of Chaos for more than a hundred years without shedding any blood.
This also meant that the Tula Kara Desert had been unified.
Now, the man standing on the execution ground of Rumelon City had become the true King of Tula Kara.
Cloning smiled as he looked at Victor Londo, who was kneeling on the ground. This man in his fifties looked very miserable.
Londo looked up at Cloning. His grey hair was covered in scabs and there were a few bloody whip marks on his face.
"You won this time."
Under the setting sun, Londo's words sounded like a hero past his prime. He had been stationed in Rumelon for decades and had witnessed the rise and fall of various cities in the Tula Kara Desert.
He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he did not expect it to come so soon.
Cloning did not maintain the pride of a victor. Facing this old rival, he had mixed feelings.
The desert scimitar was pressed against Londo's throat. Cloning sighed and said, "Do you have any last words?"
Londo shook his head and suddenly laughed. "This should give you a good position in the Freedom Kingdom, right?
Prince Cloning. "
Cloning did not answer Londo immediately. Instead, he bent down and whispered in Londo's ear, "Then I might as well tell you a secret."
"Hmm?"
"I don't just want the Tula Kara Desert. I will personally sound the death knell of the Freedom Kingdom. Today is not only the end of Rumelon, but also Tula Kara's independence day."
"You …"
Shing!
Before Londo could react to this shocking news, the desert scimitar had already drawn a beautiful arc.
The head with a shocked expression rolled into the yellow sand. Clone raised his desert scimitar with a victorious smile.
"I declare that the Tula Kara Desert will usher in a new era, an era that belongs to me, an era that belongs to the King of Tula Kara!"
"Cloning!
Cloning! "
"King of Turakala!"
…
Lyon Magic Bird was very dissatisfied with Trades' arrangement. As an outstanding member of the Magic Bird Family's younger generation, he was actually assigned to handle the daily affairs of the Magic Association in this godforsaken City of the Night.
What made him feel even more incredulous was that the president of the City of the Night Magic Association was Traddles. He was only the acting president.
Logically speaking, even if the Demon Bird Family didn't arrange for him to expand the influence of the Magic Association in the federation, he should still be the president of a branch in one of the three kingdoms.
Lyon had heard a lot about the City of the Night. This place did have a certain amount of development potential, but the risk was also very high.
Lyon began to examine the examination forms for the rank 3 Magicians. After picking up one of the forms, Lyon sighed.
There were too few Magicians that the City of the Night Magic Association could use. Even a rank 3 Magician required him to personally screen them.
"Their qualifications are too ordinary. This can't be compared to the main city. I don't know what Uncle Traddles is thinking. Does this place really have potential?"
"Qualified … Qualified again. There are very few good ones. I'm drunk, I'm drunk. Excellent ones … Hmm?
Excellent? "
Lyon suddenly sat up straight. He held two examination forms in his hands.
"Alice Grian, Yril Yunxing. These two … I think I've heard Uncle Traddles mention them before."
Lyon placed the two examination forms on the table. Then, he condensed magic on his fingertips and drew a mark on the forms.
Whoosh!
A light blue mirror suddenly appeared on the examination forms. On it was the image of Alice and Yril's magic power testing.
These examination forms were also magic tools. They could record the images of the examination and provide convenience for the later screening.
Lyon's tightly knitted brows finally relaxed. It seemed that the City of the Night could really give him a pleasant surprise.
… …
"The second test, cast a rank 3 defensive spell on the magic puppet."
Alice was still somewhat nervous. Her hand tightly held the magic staff used for the examination.
The examiner was a very amiable old man. He looked at Alice with a smile. "Little girl, don't be nervous. Your magic power test results are very good. The defensive magic test won't be a problem either."
Alice squeezed out a smile. "But … Sir examiner, I'm not good at defensive magic."
"Just do your best. Being able to become a rank 3 Magician at your age is already amazing."
"Okay!"
Alice took a deep breath. She and Yril were not in the same area. This made her somewhat nervous.
Finally, Alice waved her magic staff!
Magic power condensed very quickly. Not only was the examiner beside Alice stunned, but the surrounding examinees and examiners also looked over.
"Bone Magic Shield!"
A childish voice sounded, and a white bone shield immediately appeared around the puppet in the distance.
The cold white color, as bright as the moon, coupled with the sinister bone spurs, made people shudder.
"Pfff!" Alice's examiner almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was called not good at defensive magic?
Damn, a rank 3 Magic Shield activated its magic characteristic!
"Huh?
Why is her Bone Magic Shield different from mine? "
"Yeah, it looks ugly."
Pa!
The examiner slapped the examinee's head. "What do you know? This is the characteristic of the Bone Magic Shield. Counter Bone Spurs. A Thief's head will explode if they encounter this magic shield."
"That's right, it's definitely Counter Bone Spurs. This little girl is amazing. Ordinary magicians may not be able to activate the Counter Bone Spurs magic characteristic."
"Alice Grian … Who is her teacher?
I don't believe that no one taught her. "
Seeing the shield on the puppet's body, Alice sighed in relief. It seemed that her performance was still normal.
Showing a smiling face to the examiner, Alice said, "Mr. Examiner, does this count as passing?"
"Passing?
How is that possible! "
"Ah?
It still doesn't work? "
The examiner hurriedly waved his hand. "No, no, no, student Alice, I definitely didn't mean that. If you can't do it, I'm afraid that no one here can. Your defensive magic test result is … perfect!"
"Ah?" Alice froze for a moment, then happily jumped up. "Really? Really?
But my brother said that my talent in defensive magic is very weak. "
"This is called weak?
Weak, my ass! "
The examiner was so angry that his beard was trembling. "Let your brother come here, I'll definitely scold him to death. What a waste of talent!
Your talent in defensive magic is something that few people in the entire Magic Bird Family can compare to. Is your brother a fool? "
… …
A certain skeleton baldie reading in the Hyena Blade Association said, "Ah!
The weather is getting cold … I have to remind Alice to wear more clothes. "