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Roger rarely agreed with Esmond, but he always felt that there was something wrong with Esmond, but he couldn't say exactly what it was.

Saint Heart, the president of the Mithril Society, ignored Esmond and Roger. As the leader of the mage group, his role could never be the kind of thing that charged into battle.

The mobility of mages is far inferior to that of warriors and other professions. Their strength lies in concentrated attack and concentrated defense.

All the professionals of the so-called Mithril Society, after arriving at Belga Fortress, basically carried out unified shift defense and fortress defense work.

At this time, Saint Heart's expression was rather solemn, because he felt a very strong magical fluctuation from afar.

Not only him, but Esmond, who was standing inside the fortress, also felt it.

"What is that?"

Saint Heart hurriedly transmitted his voice to all the defending mages.

"Everyone, use the 39th band of non-attribute magic power to establish a magic shield defense and strengthen the barrier wall."

As soon as the magic shield of the mage corps was linked together, a cold aura instantly descended, freezing the entire outer wall of the barrier.

Before the mage group could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge fireball had already descended after the ice.

"Boom!"

The magic barrier of Belga Fortress showed violent fluctuations under the attack.

"Buzz!"

The energy generated by the alternation of ice and fire made the barrier's defense somewhat overwhelmed. At this time, even Esmond and Saint Heart had taken action to defend.

The opponent's attack power was so strong that it was unbelievable. This kind of power was simply not magic that a super-order mage could release.

Fortunately, after one strike, there was no continuous attack, and no more of Grandok's legions appeared, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the previous attack had cast a shadow over the hearts of all the professionals in Belga Fortress.

Esmond quickly found Saint Heart and Eastern Border General Oluen, and he asked Saint Heart in an uncertain tone:

"Saint Heart, what do you think of the attack just now?"

Saint Heart shook his head with a hidden expression.

"It completely exceeds the scope of super-order professionals. The magic power is extremely pure, and it can be completely ruled out as a fusion magic."

Esmond nodded.

"That is to say, Grandok's king-level expert has taken action? How long has the war started? The king-level expert has taken action so quickly?"

Esmond couldn't believe it. The thing he was looking forward to seemed to have come too easily.

However, Saint Heart shook his head again.

"I don't think it was a king-level expert who took action. The attack just now was ice and fire, you should have seen it, and there are no multiple kings of ice and fire.

Edward, the former president of your Jay Society, holds the throne of the Blue King, and His Majesty holds the throne of the Red King.

I don't know Edward, but His Majesty can't possibly go to Grandok to attack ourselves, right? So I don't think it was a king-level expert who took action.

Grandok dared to launch a war against us, it must be because there has been a breakthrough in military technology. The previous attack is one of their military achievements."

After listening to Saint Heart's analysis, Esmond nodded.

A breakthrough in military technology is easy to understand, because Jay Society's magic mecha technology can also be regarded as a breakthrough in this area.

If Grandok also discovers talents similar to Perona, or finds relevant technology in ancient ruins, it will indeed greatly promote military technology.

"Then what do you think the attack just now was?"

"I don't know, but I guess it is a fusion-type magic item or technology that can concentrate and purify the magic power of the mage group, so as to achieve an effect exceeding the super-order attack."

Eastern Border Wall Oluen's face was a bit ugly. If the other party has such technology, is there really a need to defend Belga Fortress?

As long as the other party continuously uses fusion magic to bombard Belga, it won't be long before this fortress, known as the most solid fortress in the Eastern Border, will collapse.

Esmond didn't speak, not because he had no solution, but because he didn't want to say it.

Saint Heart looked at Roger, and Roger said that he didn't understand magic at all. In the end, the president of the Mithril Society began to explain the feasible solutions.

"In the case that king-level experts do not take action, there are currently two solutions.

First, their magic fusion technology should require relatively sophisticated tools or magic circles. If they can be attacked remotely, or people can be sent to sneak in and destroy their magic circles, the problem of fusion magic attacks can be solved.

Second, the essence of fusion magic attacks still lies in mages. As long as enough guerrilla experts are sent to tear apart Grandok's defensive formation and kill their mages, this problem can also be solved."

Esmond thought of the two points that Saint Heart said. The question is, who will do such a dangerous task?

Both tasks require approaching Grandok's group army. At this time, let alone other people, even super-order experts may be besieged to death if they rashly approach.

So super-order experts are definitely unwilling to go. If super-order experts don't go, then who else will go to die?

So after talking about this issue, the high-level officials of Belga Fortress once again fell into entanglement.

......

On the train from the Imperial Capital to the Eastern Border, Klein and Progett were looking at each other.

"Tell me, how did you run out of 105?"

"You didn't lock the door, I just walked out."

"You're talking nonsense, how could I not lock the door?"

"You just didn't lock the door, maybe you forgot it yourself. You still don't admit it now, and you're bullying a child. Do you feel like you're amazing?"

Progett's mouth was like a machine gun, speaking extremely fast, and she was especially good at sophistry.

Yes, she doesn't need reason at all to speak. If she has a little reason, she can argue you to death. If she doesn't have reason, then she will say that you are bullying a child.

This kind of operation is similar to that of a woman in a certain era. Men basically have no solution when they encounter it.

"Okay, even if I didn't lock the door, then how did you catch up? We didn't delay in Jay Society, how could you catch up?"

Progett had already prepared for Klein's question.

"I just met a white hat uncle in Jay Society, and he sent me here."

"White hat?"

In Klein's impression, there is indeed a white hat wizard in Jay Society. Seeing Progett saying it so realistically, it feels like it's true, but he still feels that something is wrong.

"No, the Eastern Border is too dangerous. At the front station, I will let Aiyi send you back."

"If you dare to send me back, I will jump off the train now."

"Jump, the train is slow, you won't die if you fall." Klein said expressionlessly.