The army of the Abyssal Race had set up camp in the distance. Waves of enemies rushed towards the Wall of Solamea without hesitation. They seemed to be very excited. They sang loud and clear military songs and beat the war drums as they charged towards the huge wall that was big enough to block the view.
Obviously, this was the army of Her Majesty Empress Kate.
Pandora seemed to be in a low mood. The three top experts did not have the authority to command. Most of them were not here, and the three beauties would not blindly command as if they were experts. Moreover, the current situation was not critical. After a day of attack, not many people could climb more than ten meters up the wall. Everything seemed to be going in the direction of a seesaw.
"Kate doesn't seem to care about the life and death of these soldiers."
Pandora looked at the military map on the wall in a daze. She did not have a proper sitting posture as she sat on the armchair. Her two legs were crossed on the armrest, and she was lying very freely, revealing a large area of white and lustrous skin. She looked very seductive.
"What does she care about?
I don't know until now. "
Madam Vasaki held the staff in her hand and gently stroked it. "If not for her, I might not know the history of the Medusa Tribe in the Abyss Continent."
"What?
Do you really want to enter her harem? "
Sandilan flipped her fingers and flipped a tarot card. She looked at it and put it back. "It seems that Empress Kate's strength has not been shown in front of the public for a long time, right?"
"Except for the last Baveng Celebration."
Pandora seemed to be recalling something. "That threshold is too difficult to cross. Perhaps she reached this step a few hundred years ago."
"You mean, she is a genius?"
Madam Vasaki turned her head and sighed slightly. The feeling of despair in the face of powerful strength always lingered in her heart.
There was a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the scenery in the distance was hidden in the fog. It seemed to make people feel depressed.
"If all of this was achieved by her own efforts, then she should be a genius among geniuses." Pandora thought for a moment. "It's unprecedented for a succubus to reach such a realm. The characteristics of a succubus on her body have completely disappeared … How powerful is this power …"
"Try harder. I think it's possible."
Sandinalan said to Pandora with a smile. Her expression looked relaxed, but the vicissitudes of time made her face look a little bitter. As a High Elf, Elder Sandinalan seemed to be born with a temperament that ordinary Elves didn't have. Not only was it "arrogance" that people usually thought of, but it was also the melancholy that came with being a High Elf. It was so different from ordinary races.
The glory of the past had already dissipated. It was unknown whether it was a tragedy or a blessing.
When Pandora heard Sandinalan's words, she grinned and treated it as a joke. "However, there is something that makes me feel that when it comes to the word 'genius', there seems to be no one who can compare to Lord Overlord, right?"
"Him?
It was a miracle of fate. "
Madam Vasaki sighed softly. It seemed like it was only yesterday that she met Many. That vigilant and weak little mercenary had now become an indispensable backbone of the Empire of Saint Reims.
"He was just an innocent person who was dragged into this storm and was forced to stand in front of the stage."
Sandi Nalan could see through this very clearly. "When he can realize the true limits of his position, and then stand up and walk behind the scenes, that will be the time when he will truly be admired by the world."
"Maybe … it will be like this soon."
Madam Vasaki stopped talking and turned around. She looked out of the window and said softly, "This time, it seems that we need to take action."
Outside the Wall of Solameia, a large number of troops were surging in like a tide.
* * *
Looking at the mountains of Lembas from afar, the Dragon Territory of the Red Dragon Clan stood quietly on top of the mountains. From the outside, nothing could be seen from the hollow mountain, but at this moment, Evelyn, who was standing in the stone room in the center, had a solemn expression.
"This step is not as easy as I thought."
In front of her was a magic container that looked like a basin. It was made of an unknown material. At this moment, there were no torches in the stone room, but there was unusually soft sunlight. There was a layer of mercury-like liquid on the surface of the container. What was reflected on the surface was not Evelyn's beautiful face, but images that flashed by quickly.
Without exception, there was only one person shown on the images — many people.
Many images of various periods flashed past. Some wore leather armor, some wore the dress that Madam Vasaki custom-made for her, some wore knight's armor and charged, and some wore plain robes as they walked on the barren continent, and so on.
Ever since Klimt and Many parted ways, this Red Dragon patriarch had actually been secretly observing the actions of this lord. However, she did not make any intervention. She seemed to have been humiliated a lot, but she was not as shallow as she seemed.
To make Many work harder?
Evelyn was not so naive. There were too many wise people in this world, but no one would admit that they had wisdom that others did not have. Modesty was a necessary condition, and most of the time, the words of a wise person did not have any purpose. They were just saying what they wanted to say.
Whether or not one could understand the mystery would depend on one's own luck.
The Red Dragon Territory was like a watchtower that watched the situation of this world from afar. It quietly watched the chaotic and complicated situation, but did not make any unnecessary moves.
Of the four dragons, only this one was still considered strong. However, Evelyn did not feel any sense of pride in her heart. What happened to Heqi made her feel endless sadness. There were not many green dragons left, and the black dragons …
She looked at the calm water in front of her again. At this moment, the image displayed on the surface was the scene of Many standing in front of Count Oditore's mansion. Wearing ordinary leather armor, he quietly looked at the statue in front of Count Oditore's mansion.
* * *
"Gracier …"
Many people were still unable to connect this mysterious black-clothed man with the clues they knew so far. Why did this ambitious, powerful, and daring guy disappear from this world?
"Brother!"
Salia rode Athena from afar. She was so fast that she looked like a white ray of light. When she got close, she used the inertia to jump down and cast a levitation spell to slow her body down. Then, she threw herself into Many's arms.
"Brother …" They had not seen each other for a while. Salia's appearance had changed a lot. It seemed that because of going to school, the little girl's temperament had become a lot more cheerful. She was no longer shy and bashful like before. At this moment, she could be said to be no longer a "beauty in the making" but a real beauty.
"Is Salia taking a break today?"
Many was a little surprised. It seemed that the little girl's strength had increased a lot again. Her perception was much stronger than before.
"I … didn't …" Salia suddenly blushed. She lowered her head and twisted her fingers. "The school's curriculum … I …"
"Skipped class?"
Many smiled. He understood that the little girl in front of him had skipped class to see him, but there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Although it was not a big deal that he had done countless times, it must be something very important for a shy and obedient little girl like Salia to do it. Obviously, one of the reasons was that he had not returned to Oditore for a long time.