The Hong Kong Temple and the New York Temple have undergone a series of changes, which are reflected in the fact that two of the four nodes on the Magic Network suddenly dimmed, leaving only the Himalayas and the nodes of the London Temple are still lit.

“How to say it?”

"I won't say much."

The London Temple was full of life. Anyone with a little IQ knew that it was their turn next.

Moreover, people are no longer hiding, standing openly outside the door, and their posture can be described in one sentence, you can come out and surrender.

"Why haven't Gu Yi come out yet? He's making such a fuss! How can we protect the earth? She is not worthy of being the Supreme Mage!"

"Well, she is not worthy. You are worthy. Go and kill the guy at the door. I'll help you find out. He is King Arthur who has lived for more than two thousand years."

"Fuck! It's outrageous. How could the King of the Ancient Celtics stand out for the current Britain!"

"Maybe in the eyes of King Arthur, as long as it is on this land, they are all her people? You don't have to worry about so much, just put her down, everything will be solved."

"Okay! Stop quarrel!" The head of London slapped the table and shouted, "Think about what to do, you can't just surrender!"

"I think it's okay to surrender. Anyway, the older generation surrendered to Guyi in this way. Besides, King Arthur outside was not an invader from other dimensions, and he was the oldest ruler in Britain. It would be not embarrassing to surrender to her...probably..."

Before the surrendered sect's mage finished speaking, he found that all the mages were staring at him, shrinking their necks back, and swallowing them back.

Outside the temple, Artoria's sword of Victory Vows hit the ground, her eyes closed and she waited for the decision of the people inside.

Avalon had released it, wrapped the entire temple, and directly suppressed the space around the temple, making the portal unable to be opened. However, Artoria still kept a hand and did not allow them to not even connect to the magic net.

"When do you think they will come out? You won't keep huddling inside." Ivan Vanke poked his finger on the ground, and he was so bored that he was so bored.

When I first came here, Ivan Vanke was quite nervous. After all, he was a mage, an existence that was not low in any novel or game. But the current situation disappointed him. He was blocked. Even if he couldn't beat it, he would have to show his attitude.

"Hey, do you think they will come out to surrender directly?" Ivan Vanke said again when he saw that King Bradre was dissatisfied.

"It shouldn't be... out, get ready!" Jin Bradley left a sentence, and he flashed away directly, holding his sword to the other side of the temple.

He and Ivan Vanke are responsible for squatting on the sides and back of the London Temple, and Artoria does not want any wizard to leave the area without her permission.

Ivan Vanke's expression also became serious, pressing his hands on the land, dozens of alchemy arrays around him that had been drawn long ago lit up, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire temple, and at the same time illuminated the white flags in the hands of the people.

Wait...white flag?

Yifan Vanke blinked, and he suspected that something was wrong with his eyes, but no matter how much he blinked, the white flag he saw was real.

Also a little confused is King Bradley. Can these mages be a little less backbone?

Artoria was even more disappointed. As a knight, this kind of behavior she hated the most.

When the distance between the two sides narrowed a little, the white flag suddenly exploded and handfuls of weapons were rubbed out of the mage's hands.

Fake surrender?

Artoria suddenly became happy. Although this behavior did not conform to the rules of the knight, it was at least better than being able to surrender without fighting.

She let go of the hand holding the Sword of Victory and went straight to meet her with her bare hands.

After living for more than two thousand years, Artoria's combat skills have been tempered to the realm of transformation. In her eyes, these mages are like children.

Breaking into it is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and one piece is knocked down after two seconds.

During this process, the mage who broke through in other directions was also stopped by Jin Bradre and Ivan Vanke, who were blessed by Avalon.

After there was no one standing person left around, Artoria clapped her hands. She only had one evaluation of these people, that is, weak.

It is much weaker than the mages at that time, and its combat power is simply a reversal.

If the former Kama Taj mage had this combat power, even if he was stopped by Gu Yi, Artoria would probably have solved these people by his Round Table Knights.

That way, nothing happened afterwards.

This is not just Yang Qiu added some materials to the former Kama Taj mage in Artoria's setting, but it is also true.

The competition and pressure between mages at that time was great, and this pressure came from other mages and dimension invaders.

After the ancient priest unification of the entire mage world, the later mages no longer had to face the dimension invaders directly, or they followed her to the Himalayas if they could face them directly.

Other mages also went from direct competition to indirect competition, and their strength occupied a part of their position began to decline.

In addition, all the ancient magic books were controlled, which cut off their extremely expensive power and the replacement education did not keep up, which eventually led to the current generation of mages being weaker than the next generation.

It can be said that it is true that Gu Yi has made great contributions in all aspects, but she is very unqualified in terms of mage education.

"Their education is over. It depends on themselves for how many people can wake up." Yang Qiu was a little speechless. The performance of the three temple mages seemed quite unsatisfactory in his opinion.

Gu Yi smiled slightly. Her observation timeline was much easier and more convenient than Yang Qiu, which was actually not beyond her expectations.

"No, this is not enough." Gu Yi said softly.

"What?" Yang Qiu asked back.

"The next step in your plan is to let the mystery sideways in front of ordinary people, just show yourself officially." Gu Yi looked at the last fallen London Temple with his hands behind his back.

"That's right, part of the black pot was originally prepared for these temple mages, but now it's useless, so it's all for the next step." Yang Qiu nodded and said.

"Then the performance will start with Kama Taj's ending." Gu Yi thought slowly.

Yang Qiu looked at Gu Yi in surprise. Gu Yi wanted to completely disband the Kama Taj Master's Secretology!

Yang Qiu admitted that he had this idea. Master Kama Taj had already hindered his script a bit, but he dispelled this idea. Gu Yi was good enough for him and could not go too far. It was inappropriate to demolish the five hundred-year-old family business.

Anyway, keeping Kama Taj mage is just a little trouble. If you waste some time and take more detours, you will think it is a reward for Ancient One.

Gu Yi nodded to the surprised Yang Qiu, put on a hood, walked through the portal, leaving a sentence.
Chapter completed!