Heimarian Odyssey

“What?! Your Arcane points cost more than 7000 points, now there are only more than 2 points left?” Locke said in shock as he watched Ashar finally walked out of the laboratory.

After all, people are not beaten by iron. As Asha’er Level 2 Dark Elementalist, Rao has conducted research experiments in the laboratory for more than three months, and his body is a little too much.

Rarely, Ashar gave himself a week off.

Just while chatting with Locke, Locke knew what the master did in the library of Hui Yue Academy half a month.

With more than 7000 Arcane points, an ordinary Level 1 magician may not be able to accumulate so much in his life, but Ashar was exhausted in just half a month.

“The knowledge I gained from the Arcane Light of Hui Yue Academy has not yet been fully penetrated. It will take at least half a year to fully understand the theories of these magical elements.” Ashar told Locke.

For the hunger for knowledge, magicians are a group of lunatics neglect sleep and forget about food. Fortunately, Locke is not a magician, and he can’t understand this crazy behavior.

“You don’t have to wait for me in the city of Hui Yue. If you want to continue to experience, you can go to the Belem Empire first.” After the meal, Ashar took a cup of tea and took a sip, then said.

Locke shook the head, “I said at the beginning that when we leave the Abarut Empire, we will separate again. It’s still early. And I haven’t grown to the bottleneck stage.”

Locke didn’t want to separate from Ashar so early.

“That’s up to you.” After slowly drinking the water in the teacup in his hand, Ashaer got up and left the living room.

Outside, Memira is still working hard in cultivation Battle Qi. In order to reward this little girl for her dinner tonight, Locke gave her an advanced Wind Attribute energy spar.

From a certain point of view, the appearance of high-grade energy spar is much better than ordinary diamonds and pearls, and it is much more dreamy and blurred.

Memira, who received a Wind Attribute high-level energy spar, took this energy spar very seriously and stored it in her space ring. She had no intention of using it.

“The low-level Knecht is not your end point. This is just a starting stage. The next cultivation and breakthrough will become more difficult. Your goal is to be promoted to the middle-level Knecht within a year.” Locke said to Memira.

Two months ago, the New Year passed, Memira became a 2-year-old girl, and Locke finally ushered in his memorable age of 15.

A few 10000 kilometers away from Hui Yue Sacred Tower, the capital of Abalut Empire, Cecilia, General Human Demon Dao, the master of Hui Yue Sacred Tower, is waiting for the reception of Emperor Your Majesty.

The Empire of Abalut and the Empire of Belém are similar in many respects. It is a superpower with the supremacy of the monarchy.

Although it is not comparable to the Belen Empire Emperor Syfiel, who has absolute prestige and power in the empire, but in the Albarut Empire, the gray-haired Emperor Morton also has a good authority to hold. Hands.

Emperor Morton is not the powerhouse of breakthrough Divine Grade. Today, at 2876 years old, he is about to usher in the end of his life.

As a Level 3 Wind Attribute elementalist, Emperor Morton has been under pressure from the Sovereign of the Belém Empire since he inherited the throne.

The strength is not comparable, the national strength is not comparable, and the number of powerhouses above Level 4 is also not comparable. Even the number of Low Planes controlled by slavery is far inferior to the Belem Empire.

Emperor Moulton felt that he was sorry for the ancestors of the past dynasties. Even if life died and the light of consciousness dissipated, Emperor Moulton still could not let go of his life being weaker than that man.

3000 years old is the upper limit of the theoretical lifespan of Level 3 casters. With the Albarut Empire as a backing, Morton the Great, who enjoys countless resources, will definitely live more than 3000 years old.

But it is undeniable that he really can’t live long.

Once Morton dies, there will surely be a short-term turbulence in the Albarut Empire. After the new emperor succeeds, it will inevitably take several hundred years to consolidate his position.

At that time, the Abalut Empire must have been opened up by the Belen Empire.

Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second.

Even until his death, Emperor Morton wanted to surpass Syfiel once.

At the moment when his life is about to reach the end, Emperor Morton wants to fight one last time!

“Call in Cecilia.” Sitting on the ancient throne, Morton said to Officer Knecht beside him.

In the great hall, in addition to Emperor Morton, the Knecht and the servants, there are also two middle-aged people imposing manner out of the ordinary.

One is a back of a tiger and waist of a bear, a robust man with a black beard, another is a gentle and elegant middle-aged man with a blue magic wand.

Those who are familiar with the Abarut Empire can tell the identities of the two in one word, the steel-forged general-Klauer, and the heart of ice-Wolboqi.

Blackbeard Robust Man Klauer, is one of the 3 generals with the same status as Cecilia in the magic empire. He has the title of steel-forged general. He is a powerful Level 4 Knight, and it is also the Abarut Empire. The owner of one of the four Knights’ halls.

The middle-aged man Volboqi, who is holding a blue magic wand, is not the 3 generals of the Abarut Empire, but he is a Level 4 Ice Attribute elementalist who has a close relationship with the Imperial Family in the empire, and he is also Aibaru. The owner of one of the three holy towers in the Empire.

“Your Majesty!” Cecilia, wearing cyan-green armor and cloak behind her, walked into the great hall and said respectfully to Emperor Morton sitting high on the throne.

Obviously she is a Wind Attribute caster, but Cecilia is dressed in armor, indicating that she has absolutely integrated into her identity as a general of Empire 3.

She is first a general of the empire, and second, a powerful Level 4 spellcaster, a master of the holy tower.

“How about the information about that inferior plane?” Above the throne, Emperor Morton’s low voice came.

“It’s a Low Plane that has developed to the extreme. It is about to touch the threshold of the Middle Plane. Its natives call themselves Saiyans, and that plane is also named Saiyan plane!” Cecilia told Morton The emperor reported.

“Is it about to touch the threshold of Middle Plane? Hum, it’s not bad as a swan song before my abdication.” The Great Emperor Moulton said with a sneer.

Since the development of the wizarding plane, there have only been three wars with the same level medium-sized plane. Although they all ended in a tragic victory, each battle left an indelible impression on the standard plane.

The last war with Middle Plane happened more than 6500 years ago.

“How is the strength of that plane? How many Level 4 or higher creatures exist.” Morton’s majestic voice came from the throne again.

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