About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Movente looked at the figures standing around the Seventh King Knight with mixed feelings.

Although Movente had always hoped to see them on the battlefield, but...

His home had been destroyed, it was hard for him to be happy to see them now.

Just as Movente was thinking about these things, the figures standing in all directions moved together.

They raised their staffs high and chanted obscure spells that seemed like a long song.

Then, a huge spherical magic circle opened in the middle of the battlefield.

The entire battlefield, and even the entire fortress, were shrouded in the center of this magic circle.

At that moment, the sound disappeared.

The flow of air also disappeared.

All external connections have disappeared, and Movente can no longer even feel the ground under his feet.

He can only see that the terrifying magic that is constantly spreading magic fluctuations is slowly weaving in front of him.

Magic arrays descended from the sky, and countless blood on the battlefield gathered at their feet. Then, a cubic frame was constructed around the Seventh King Rider, and strings of spells were woven into thin threads on the cube.

At the same time, the aftermath of the spell became larger and more violent. Huge magic arrays appeared around, surrounding everyone and weaving through the crowd.

Finally, a cube that seemed to be able to swallow even light was woven outside the body of the Seventh King Rider.

Then, silently, the cube shrank instantly, and the Seventh King Rider disappeared without a trace.

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The Seventh King Rider disappeared.

In front of everyone's eyes, he disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was confused about what happened to him.

Was he killed? Or was he teleported to some place? Or was he sealed?

No one knew.

Even the corpses on the ground were used as energy materials in the magic just now, and then turned into dust.

The battlefield, which was full of corpses just now, was now as desolate as before the war.

The soldiers of the fortress were still waiting for orders, but Birkinsche was just floating in the air silently, without saying a word.

A group of great mystics still stood in the center of the battlefield, silent.

At least it felt like silence.

But in the golden eyes of Mowent, he saw their lips trembling slightly.

"Is that person... here..."

"... didn't show up..."

"What should I do..."

"... Besides... the tyrant... left..."

From the vibration, Mowent learned some syllables, but it was too vague and fragmented to sort out effective information.

"Who else hasn't shown up? What do you mean?" Mowent frowned.

Just as he tried to concentrate on spying on more information, Daedel suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Mo Wente was stunned. Although he knew Guo Guo and had heard of the legendary ranger for a long time, the other party did not know him.

Being noticed at this moment, Mo Wente was helpless and could only withdraw his sight in dismay.

He could not afford to offend any of these big guys, so it was better to keep a low profile.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have any intention of causing trouble for him. They discussed something again, and then accompanied by a burst of trance light and shadow, the figures disappeared one by one.

"Just left like that?" Mo Wente frowned slightly.

He thought that the Secret Sanctuary was finally planning to make a big move this time...

Well, it can't be said that they can intervene in a battlefield directly, and also implement some means on one of the kings to prevent him from appearing temporarily. This record itself is not bad.

But, it is the Secret Sanctuary after all.

When they appeared, even if Mo Wente did not trust them, he had a moment of fantasy that they came to blow the horn of counterattack for the whole world.

Unfortunately, he really thought too much.

After achieving the result, they left in one blow, and even did not leave their names. This way of action is more in line with the impression that Mowente had always had of them.

Compared with Mowente's subtle mood, the other warriors seemed very happy.

Obviously, these sudden mysterious people made them a little uneasy. Now that they left, they helped them to deal with all the local troops and generals. How could they not be happy?

Birkinsche looked down at the battlefield in the air, waited for a few minutes, and returned to the castle wall.

Accompanied by the long horn sound, the soldiers of the fortress cheered and then began to retreat in formation.

Although they didn't know whether the opponent would have a follow-up attack, although today's opponent was obviously wrong, and although the contributions of those mysterious people behind this war might account for most of the time, at least they won a big victory.

There is no need to say much about the importance of morale to an army. Since they won, no matter why, they should celebrate.

Even the leader of the White Blade Team seemed to not want to bother with Mo Wente for just running out of the team. He invited him to join the team and then led the team back to the city.

But Mo Wente received another summons.

It was a summons from the strategic deputy commander in person.

That was the majestic old general who gave him the White Blade Team soldier badge that Mo Wente accidentally bumped into yesterday.

He didn't know what the other party was up to, but Mo Wente had to bite the bullet and go to see.

After all, when you are under someone's roof, you sometimes have to bow your head.

However, it seems that what awaits Mo Wente is not the difficulty he thinks or the responsibility for his arbitrary behavior on the battlefield.

On the contrary, the other party actually extended an invitation to him.

A formal invitation to join the fortress defense force.

Unfortunately, Mo Wente did not intend to accept it.

Although they won this battle with the help of the Mystical Sanctuary, Mowente was not optimistic about their future from the bottom of his heart.

In his opinion, this fortress will be breached sooner or later.

In front of the tyrant's troops, all the victories they thought they had were just because their opponents did not try their best.

Therefore, Mowente refused.

He can no longer return to his homeland. As for staying in this emotionless land...

Ah……

The old general was decisive and let him go without much effort to persuade him to stay.

The only thing that concerned Mowente was what the other party said when introducing him to the benefits of joining: "Join us, and God will protect you and gain eternal immortality."

It sounds like the blabbering that people with religious backgrounds would say, but combined with the performance of other soldiers, and the head of Birkins that flew into the sky and was caught back by himself, Mowente always felt that this sentence had a special meaning. .

He didn't know much about the Joka Empire, but he still had some knowledge about the gods they believed in.

The god of war, who can grant immortal glory to all warriors, has a name beyond compare.

Granting immortal glory or something, Mowente only thought it was a believer's statement before, but now looking at these events, it may actually be something.

"At least this empire should be able to spend some time with the tyrant," Mowente thought to himself.

However, sooner or later they will be eaten away.

Just like those superpowers on the other side of the world who once had the protection of gods, they all fell into the dust of history one after another.

Putting away his two sabers, Mowente walked through the lively streets and walked towards the hotel where he lived.

After the battle, as usual, their group of soldiers also changed shifts in advance.

Although he really wanted to go to Callidora, the medical office did not allow unauthorized persons to enter. He planned to go back and take a bath first, then go shopping nearby and buy some food, and wait to be with Callidora in the evening. Have a leisurely dinner.

Walking back to the hotel, as soon as he entered the door, he said hello to the boss. Mo Wente was about to go upstairs when he noticed that the other person's face seemed a little subtle.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Mowente asked doubtfully.

"Ah, no, how do you say this?" The boss scratched his cheek and his eyes drifted to the door behind him.

Mowente frowned slightly, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, there were footprints at the door, and they were neither his nor Callidora's.

There are no marks on the door handle. The other party did not use conventional means to enter the house...

But, in that case, why go through the main entrance?

"Who is coming?" Mowente asked in a low voice.

The boss trembled for a moment, but turned away and remained silent.

Mowente frowned, gently untied the package behind him, took out the blazing mastiff and pinned it to his waist, then walked cautiously towards the room.

While walking, he deliberately shouted loudly: "Ha! I'm so tired! I can finally come back and take a shower!"

With that said, he pressed the doorknob, stepped lightly on the bottom of the door with his right foot, stepped into the room with one step, his eyes bloomed with golden light, and the blazing mastiff was about to unsheath.

However, as soon as he saw the target clearly, he froze.

"Hey, boy, are you enjoying your honeymoon?" Snow was seen sitting on the table, swinging one leg and looking at him with a leisurely expression.

"Eh? Uncle Snow?" Mowente was stunned, "You, when did you come? No, how did you get in?"

"Let's go through the back door. There is a grain truck today," Snow shrugged. "To be honest, it's quite troublesome to sneak in. People here are keeping a close eye on it, but it's almost impossible to stop me."

"Ah ha, it seems so. I've never seen a place where you can't get in," Mo Wente put away the knife and breathed a sigh of relief, "But you can just come, you're so sneaky."

"After all, this is a military fortress. It's easy to get in. The most troublesome thing is trying not to be discovered here at all," Snow shrugged. "Don't wonder why the boss didn't tell you. I used some special techniques. means."

"Are there no side effects?" Mowente asked.

"Of course not," Snow said, "You are questioning my level."

"That's right," Mowente took the chair aside and sat down, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, I feel like it suddenly became very lively outside," Snow said, "Is there something big going on?"

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you," Mowente slapped his forehead, "The people from the Mysterious Sanctuary just showed up."

"Huh?" Snow raised an eyebrow, "On a frontal battlefield?"

"Well," Mo Wente nodded, "Deidel was also there. He blocked the movement of the Seventh King Cavalry, and then they used magic together to create a dark cube, and then the Seventh King Cavalry disappeared. …”

"A pitch-black cube?" Snow frowned slightly, "Hey...can you be more specific?"

Mo Wente thought for a while and described the scene he saw to Snow in as much detail as possible.

Snow listened quietly and tapped her arm with her index finger.

After Mowente finished speaking, he said: "Hiss...the specifications are luxurious enough. These four magic guarantees are all of the highest level.

You should have seen Dedel's arrow formation before. Guoguo used it before, but it was very reluctant. The effect he used himself would probably be of another standard.

The invisible chain is a sealing technique included in the Holy Book of the Sanctuary. Maybe you can't see it at the scene. The thing that looks like a chain is actually a phase flow condensed from the space anchor point, which can lock an entire space.

As for the magic that completely stagnates the surroundings, there are several similar ones, but I think they probably want to cover the tyrant's perception. It should be the world-breaking magic of some old guy. I was not at the scene and couldn't judge who it was. Anyway, it was at least an extremely high level.

As for the black cube... I have no clue. There are similar guesses, but none of the details match your description. I think it may be a new technique they have researched, and it is very likely prepared specifically for the King Rider.

In other words, their set of magic is probably aimed at the King Rider. I don't know whether it can completely wipe out the Seventh King Rider, but at least, since they have taken action, this technique is probably not that simple. "

"In other words, the Secret Sanctuary is ready to start a counterattack?" asked Mowent tentatively.

"If so, that would be the best, but it's not enough," Jon Snow shook his head, "The Seventh King Knight is not proficient in arcane, and the same means may not be enough to deal with the King Knight who is proficient in arcane. The first few and the three king generals are not so easy to deal with. I am more inclined to believe that this is just an attempt by them. After all, you know, they like to try the most, try again and again, and then half of the world is gone."

"Really, that's right," Mowent sighed.

"However, it's not the first time they have attacked the King Knight. This may be the first time they succeeded," Jon Snow let out a long breath, "Well, but it still feels weird. The response of the Tyrant always feels a bit weak. It's not like them to have no backup in such an important battlefield..."

"Backhand?" Mowent thought for a while, "I did hear them say something before they left. It seems that there are people they haven't found, but I didn't hear the details..."

"Is there anyone who has not been found? "Jon Snow frowned slightly, "Wait a minute... have they left now?"