Lord of Arcane

Chapter 337 Half of the Mysterious Council
Orlando showed no flaws on his face, and continued to show despair, resentment, struggle, and final determination.

"The death of all spellcasters means that the Xingdew family will inevitably weaken and even die. I absolutely cannot accept such a result. Instead of this, it is better to disappear in Comanso in its current state." Orlando said firmly.

Although Fenove Tower is still in the hands of humans, there is hope for the survival of the family, even if it is only a glimmer.

And with this glimmer of hope in mind, Orlando didn't mind taking a little more bets, betting that Vilancer spent so much time trying to obtain the key to the plane, and would never give up just because he wanted to let go of a few spellcasters. .

If you win the bet, the family can continue to exist, but if you lose the bet, there will be no worse result anyway, nothing more than the complete demise of the Xinglu family.

As long as it can be slightly better on this basis, Orlando can accept it.

At this moment, he had regained his calm, looking at Veranthor with determination in his eyes, as if as long as she disagreed, he would immediately destroy himself with the holy flame.

Veranthor was silent. Looking at Orlando's decisive eyes, she suddenly found it very interesting. What made him feel that he had to have the plane key?

This was just a bet she made with another high mage.

But since it exists, she won't want it, because there are several high-ranking mages watching outside!If she doesn't want it, someone else will naturally want it!
Veranthor waved his hand, and one by one desperate elves appeared in the courtyard, and were suddenly teleported, their eyes were still slightly confused.

But when he saw clearly that it was Xingdew Garden, the expression on his face became even more desperate.

And Orlando was not moved at all when he saw this scene, even though all the elves here were members of the Stardew family.

"Wilanthor, what do you mean?" Orlando asked.

"The casters of the Xingdew family are all here, and I can let you choose half of them."

pick half?Orlando immediately understood Veranthor's malicious intentions, but things had reached the point where he had no choice.

It is also impossible for him to repeatedly use self-destruction to force a high-level mage, and choosing half of them may be Veranthor's punishment for him.

Looking at the desperate clansmen, Orlando tried hard not to look at them, but Veranthor explained to these desperate elves that half of them would survive.

And who this half refers to is decided by their patriarch Orlando.

"Patriarch, I don't want to die! I have just grown up, and I want to become a high-level mage! I have talent!"

"Patriarch! Cousin! Help me!"

"Master Patriarch, I have always been most loyal to you!"

……

The tribesmen kept crying about their past friendship, achievements, and blood relationship, hoping that the Orlando patriarch would let them survive.

Looking at the ugly clansmen, Orlando was full of suffering, but he was relieved that more clansmen showed the last integrity of the Xingdew family.

Soon, half of the elves were selected by Orlando. Some of these clansmen had happy faces, some had sad faces, and most of them had complicated expressions and remained silent.

And the remaining half were much crazier, and most of them even yelled at Orlando directly. If everyone lived and died together, perhaps these elves would not have repeated emotions.

But first experienced despair, then hope, and finally despair again. Facing the patriarch who pushed himself into the abyss of death with his own hands, no matter how good his mentality was, he would fall into rage.

Orlando calmly accepted all the emotions of the clansmen. He looked at Veranthor without any emotional fluctuations in his words, "I have made a choice!"

"very good!"

Veranthor looked at the half of the selected elves, and said in a wicked tone, "Congratulations, you can go to the home of Avandor!"

However, Veranthor didn't give these people a chance to be grateful, and killed them all in the next instant.

The rest of the spellcasters of the Xingdew family, seeing this scene, were stunned for a moment, then ecstatic, and even looked at their patriarch Orlando with provocative eyes out of their wits.

At this time, Veranthor's voice sounded again, "Orlando, hand over the plane key, do you want to choose again?"

Before Orlando could speak, several surviving clansmen began to yell and curse for Orlando to hand over the plane key.

On the other hand, Orlando uttered a series of secret words numbly. Just a few words later, Verancer blocked the surrounding area, and then asked in detail. After personally verifying that the key was true and effective, Verancer released the blockade again.

"You have one day!"

After saying that, Verancer disappeared.

Although Orlando was surprised that the other party let him go so easily, but now is not the time to think about these things, he pointed at him casually, and the clansman who was the most proud just now rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Completely out of breath.

In front of the high mage, he was as weak as a baby, but in front of these tribesmen, he was as strong as a dragon.

"Go and gather other clansmen, at midnight, we leave here!"

……

The tower of dominion, in a circular meeting hall with a high dome.

Wei Lanser, who had just left the Stardew Garden, was already here when she reappeared. She looked around and found twelve high-ranking mages sitting on sixteen tall seats of the same size as behind her.

Except for four who were projected, the other eight came in person.

And in the middle of the meeting hall, there is a huge projection, which shows Orlando ordering his people to pack up and sell their property.

After Veranthor sat down, the projection disappeared. At the same time, an old and majestic voice came, "Veranthir, you are late!"

"Sorry, I just played a little game on a whim, isn't there still four people who haven't arrived yet?"

"It's already exceeded the agreed time!" The majestic voice said again, but he didn't hold on to this matter.

Veranthe cursed the old guy secretly, and began to chat with the neighboring elves.

"Veranther, congratulations. I heard that the demiplane of the Xinglu family still has the magic weapon of war during the Crown War."

"Don't worry, your share is indispensable. But the old man asked me to drive the Stardew family to Netheril. What does it mean?"

"What do you mean? Leave him alone! Who knows what he's thinking! I only care about when the magic tome he promised will be fulfilled!"

Wei Lancer was thoughtful. She was also attracted by the magic scroll and joined this so-called plan to ascend to the gods, but the old guy kept secretive about this plan, which made her very confused.

After a while, all the senior mages came together.

"Now let's start with the first topic. Regarding Nether's request to restart Mithril negotiations and release Mithril control, this topic should not be discussed here, but Her Royal Highness threatened to delay the Ascension Plan, We have to respond."

As soon as the words fell, a high-level mage stood up, "Your Excellency Farrow, you should tell us the complete Ascension Plan by now. This is not the first time we have made concessions. If we cannot get the complete plan, then I quit!"

Soon, another high-ranking mage who was dissatisfied also stood up, and then one high-level mage after another put forward their opinions.

All the opinions add up to only one sentence, if you don't say it, you will break up!

(End of this chapter)