Magic Industrial Age

“A clash of… legends?”

In the Flowing Garden, before the underground chamber, the half-gray-haired swordsman's eyes widened, his words stumbling.

“Why… why is there a battle of legends? And they’re both followers of the Lord of Light?”

“What… what exactly is going on?”

Sir Bernardo, the great pirate, narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, “The dying madness of a Saint-level Legend!

The infighting and struggles between different factions within the Church of the Sun God!

The hidden schemes of those who covet the position of Cardinal!

And the Sardinian royal family fanning the flames. Tell me, how could Bremen not be in chaos?”

“Chaos to the point where I don't dare get involved!”

It was unclear whether he was saying this to his subordinates or to himself.

In any case, after muttering to himself, he turned almost without hesitation, disappeared into the tunnel, and vanished.

His four subordinates merely glanced at the battlefield of the two legends before following their captain without looking back, quickly departing.

Not long after they left, the holy light and sacred fire in the sky collided completely.

It was as if two small suns rapidly approached and touched each other briefly!

The result was earth-shattering, the space trembled, the waves surged, and the tides churned.

Even more, massive amounts of holy light and sacred fire scattered, like the most brilliant fireworks blooming, colorful sparks flying in all directions.

Unfortunately, these sparks were not fleeting; they actually landed on Bremen.

Then, either fires broke out everywhere, impossible to extinguish, or the light scorched, leaving large holes.

The Flowing Garden was caught in this rain of light and fire; the originally babbling streams evaporated, and countless servants fled in all directions.

Viscount Iser, with his head raised, stared blankly at the scene before him, as if he were a fool.

A magical force field appeared around him, indicating that he also wore magical items, but at this moment, he had lost the will to live.

Before long, the entire Flowing Garden was destroyed in the fire, and this was not an isolated case but a common occurrence.

This one rain of fire alone would kill countless people!

However, the two combatants had restrained themselves somewhat, knowing that they could not fight with abandon here.

So, like two suns, they continued to rise, disappearing into the night sky, transforming into two bright but entangled stars, colliding continuously in the sky at an unknown height.

Even so, their battle still sent waves of vast aftershocks.

Either a rain of sun fell, or a holy light storm blew, causing Bremen to sway like a candle in the wind!

And their departure was not the end!

Although the entire city of Bremen had fallen into chaos and flames, with thick smoke billowing everywhere, the silver angel skeleton was still there.

Thus, in the fire and smoke, countless experts lurked.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer. The air twisted, and a hand directly grabbed the skeleton's wings, preparing to put it into a dimensional bag.

But before he could succeed, bolts of lightning struck down from nowhere, no matter how exquisite your stealth techniques were, you were paralyzed by the electricity.

Immediately afterward, a gust of wind howled past, and a wind-type knight spurred his azure battle aura, transforming into a whirlwind sweeping over.

But halfway through, walls of earth rose up, becoming higher and thicker, blocking the attacks of others.

The earth-type Fourth-Order Calamity finally put the silver angel skeleton into a magic treasure chest and stuffed it into a dimensional bag.

But the next second, a Fourth-Order Calamity mage attacked, turning the land into a swamp, the rotting mud trapping everyone firmly.

Even the ruins were slowly sinking!

Even more, a 'Disintegrate' spell accurately hit the dimensional bag, the magic power disordered, but ultimately did not break.

Until the second 'Disintegrate' spell hit, the dimensional bag completely exploded.

All sorts of things scattered randomly, but the most conspicuous was the magic treasure chest.

In the void, a burst of dark battle aura spread, obscuring everyone's vision, and grabbed the magic treasure chest in his hand.

But the next second, holy light suddenly poured down, directly dispelling the darkness, exposing the person to everyone's sight.

Then, a Fourth-Order Holy Knight smashed down, the dragon spear in his hand wrapped in holy light, pressing the dark Calamity to chase desperately.

But the dark Calamity was also quick-witted, finding an opportunity to throw the magic treasure chest directly out.

Seeing this, the Holy Knight directly abandoned the dark Calamity, wanting to snatch it.

But this time, the dark Calamity was unwilling, he turned back to chase, not fighting the Holy Knight head-on, but entangled him desperately.

The result was that the Holy Knight roared several times, launching big moves, but could not break free.

And where the magic treasure chest was, was another battlefield.

One Fourth-Order Calamity after another took action, earth, fire, wind, water, holy, dark, various types of attribute battle auras appeared one after another.

Even more, I don't know how many Fourth-Order mages threw out powerful spells, although they were all aimed at the box, but the most unlucky were Bremen,

and the ordinary people living here!

This city, I don't know how many Fourth-Order powerhouses have gathered, it seems like there is a feeling that disasters are as common as dogs.

On this battlefield, the truth that mortals are like ants is truly reflected!

……

On the Silver Sea,

After the mist enveloped the nameless island, Loya, Ang, and Oliveira had disappeared.

A magic warship received the people and quickly turned around, heading east.

However, in the void, a magic eye had completely opened, the magic power flowing in the erect pupil, firmly locking the direction of Bremen.

In the captain's room,

Loya, Oliveira, Ang, plus the wizard Walter, were all around the magic mirror, their eyes not blinking.

Even they, at this moment, looking at the two legends turned into stars, looking at the city shrouded in fire and thick, looking at the battlefield in a melee, were also a look of stunned.

Oliveira, such a calm and unsmiling person, felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Not to mention the others!

The silence in the air lasted for a long time, and Walter the wizard suddenly looked at Ang, then at Oliveira,

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and finally, they all looked at Loya.

Walter couldn't hold back the most: "Lord Earl, did you foresee this in advance?"

"How is that possible?!"

Loya shook his head like a rattle: "I don't have the ability of a fate wizard!"

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After a pause, he said again: "I just think that the angel skeleton is really a hot potato, throw it back as bait, let them grab it!

In addition, Bremen seems to have been a little uneasy during this period of time. There should be something happening, but we don't know it.

So, if this angel skeleton is thrown out, it may attract everyone to grab it.

In this case, our way home should be easier."

"But I didn't expect, I didn't expect that it would be a battle between legends, a chaotic battle of disasters, this is really, really..."

Loya's shock was actually no less than anyone else's, but as he sorted out his thoughts like this, he only felt that the puzzle in his mind was becoming more and more complete.

But the most important part is missing!

"Walter?"

"Lord Earl, what are your orders?"

"You write a letter to Ms. Palacios, Butler Hoover, and the great knight Saul of Siren Harbor, and let them mobilize all the relationships and connections to collect information about the Kingdom of Sardinia and Bremen!

I believe there must be something we don't know is happening, so everything that is happening now seems quite incredible."

"No, no, no, Hoover and the others' network of relationships is not enough to get in touch with overseas news.

I still have to write the letter myself!"

"But the problem is, I'm still in seclusion now, how would I know and care so much about things thousands of miles away?"

"Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

"I can't control that much! Let's ask first..."

Loya said to himself like this, and took out paper and pen on his own, lay on the table, dipped the quill in some ink, and began to conceive.

Well, it is said to be conceived, in fact, after the deep blue organization language, he directly copied.

However, he still has to determine who to write this letter to? How to ask sideways? How to inquire euphemistically?

Finally, after having an idea, he began to write.

The first letter was to the Red Dragon Virgil, he is an insider in the church, and should know more.

The second letter, he wrote to the Imperial Ambassador Lord Robin Water, he believed that the Imperial intelligence network was the most comprehensive, and should know the inside story.

The third letter, after thinking about it, he wrote to the Grand Duchess Afra, asking him to help inquire about it.

After writing the letter, he checked it again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he directly threw it to Walter the wizard.

He can use the magic mirror to send the letter to Flower Collar, and then send it to different people in the shortest time.

This will take time after all, and the spread of news will also take time, but the magic warship will naturally not stay here.

In fact, as soon as he got on the ship, Loya gave Walter an order!

Run, run as fast as possible, run towards the direction of Flower Collar, it's good to run a little further.

At this time, Walter controlled the magic mirror to transmit the letter, naturally, the picture of Bremen was gone.

Moreover, with the distance getting farther, it will soon be beyond the observation range of the magic eye.

But Loya was still a little lost!

Oliveira noticed that his mood was not high and came over and asked: "Lord Earl, what's wrong?"

Loya paused for a moment, and finally said: "I thought of a sentence I heard a long time ago: prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer!"

"In this turmoil, everyone has their own thoughts and calculations, but the civilians of Bremen died very innocently!"

Oliveira deeply agreed: "I only hope that such a tragedy will never happen in Flower Collar!"

"Then it depends on us!"

That's what he said, but Loya didn't have much confidence. In such an era, the future is really hard to say.

Two days later, the first letter was returned, written by the Red Dragon Virgil.

It was also from his mouth that Loya learned that even if they are both followers of the Sun God, there are still many factions within.