The middle-aged magician was stunned at first, then showed a funny expression, glanced at the black crow, raised his hand between his sleeves, and a dark yellow crystal appeared.

In the black crow's jealous gaze, he threw it to it.

A black shadow passed by, and the yellow crystal stone had fallen into the crow's belly.

After burping, the black crow got the cheaper and commented: "The taste of earth-based crystal stone is astringent, not as delicious as water-based."

The middle-aged magician ignored it, and he was waiting for the crow to tell him the news.

If this message is not worth a high-level crystal, there may be an extra pen made of crow hair on his desktop.

The Black Crow obviously understood the rules very well. He did not let the middle-aged magician wait for a long time, so he told the news he had found.

"Odyssey is already gathering people." The crow said mysteriously with his head down.

"Why? Doesn't Lord Odyssey need to be on the three western islands? What if our enemies appear, especially those on the East Coast." The middle-aged magician asked in confusion.

"Who knows, maybe some agreement has been reached." The crow didn't know much, only knowing that the four adults from the Three Western Islands would not give up the revitalized fairy world so easily.

Whether it is the Panama Master, Gaia, Zecre and Odyssey, to them, a miniature world may not be as valuable as a small world, but it is also valuable, especially this miniature world also produces precious materials for the wizard world.

"Although the miniature world does not have a master of the world, at least one level 4 strongman is needed to break through the barriers of the plane. Now only Odyssey has the strength and time of the three islands in the West." The middle-aged magician really couldn't imagine what Odyssey would do.

If even he had left the Western islands, he could have expected that within half a year, their hostile forces on the East Coast would definitely know, and they would probably have even lost their base camp at that time.

"Why do you think so much? You can't decide anything." The crow waved his wings with a beating, without paying any attention to the black face pulled down by the middle-aged magician.

The crow didn't know where it came from. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary bird, and it could actually be combined with the third-level magicians in the conference room.

"Blu, it's time to leave!" A magician with no organ on his face and only a smooth skin on his head shouted at the black crow.

It was obvious that there was no mouth, but the sound was actually produced, which was really weird.

The black crow flew over and stood beside the magician's shoulder.

"Joss, what to eat tonight?" asked the crow.

"..." The faceless magician did not answer it.

"Joss, Michelle has been to Centaur World for 15 years. You really don't go and see her?"

“…”

"Joss, I think you can change your expression."

“…”

A silent magician, a chattering crow, a strange combination.

The magicians around both made way for the Faceless Mage intentionally or unintentionally. Although everyone is a third-level magician, there are also strong and weak magicians. This Faceless Mage is the best among them.

Or it can be said that this faceless magician should be the most powerful magician in the holy tower. Even the old man in black robe who acted as a manager would give this faceless magician a little face.

On the continent of Missia, tens of thousands of miles away from the Holy Tower, there is a majestic holy mountain on the northeastern frontier of the Omor Empire and the Kingdom of Josephidon.

The Holy Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and the altitude of the wheel has reached nearly 6,000 meters.

On the top of the mountain with snow all year round, a magnificent and slightly ancient and solemn hall is located here. This is the place of worship in the hearts of all knights on the entire Missia continent, and the place of the Knight's Temple.

Although the surrounding environment is cold, knights are constantly coming in and out inside and outside the hall.

Without exception, these knights could feel their powerful qi and blood fluctuations when they were a little closer, so that the nearby snow fields were all influenced by these knights.

Whether flying or riding strange mounts, the knights appeared on the holy mountain in an endless stream.

The Knights Palace is a giant building with an area comparable to the main city, but it was built into a main hall.

In a room on the upper floor in the center of its interior, dozens of knights sit around here.

Whether it is a magician or a knight, it may be a common problem for all humans in the wizard world. The superiors always like to place their positions high above, as if they can look down on all living beings with this.

A giant round table was placed in the room, and more than 30 powerful knights with different expressions sat around them.

Sitting in the main seat was a knight in red armor, with his flamboyant red hair, sharp eyes and terrifying strength, which made no knight present dare to underestimate him.

"Today, I will attend this roundtable parliament on behalf of my father for the purpose of revitalizing the goblin world." The red-haired man said.

Unlike the noise and discussions during the meeting of the Holy Tower Magicians, the knights in the Knights' Temple were more disciplined, and only the voices of red-haired men were heard in the conference room.

"At most five years, we will attack and take down that miniature world." The red-haired man continued, "Don't worry about plane barriers at that time, there will be adults who will take action."

All of them here are the third-level heavenly knights on the Missia continent, who are not unfamiliar with plane wars. Most of them have participated in at least a dozen plane wars that can reach the current level.

"The other participants in the attack were the Holy Cross Sword Cavalry under Lord Gaia, the Plee Cavalry under Lord Zecre, and the many third-level mages of the Holy Tower."

"How many official knights can be summoned now?" the red-haired man asked the closest knight to him.

"There are no problem for 15,000 first-level knights and seven hundred second-level earth knights." The Sky Knight with a white eagle tattooed on his chest armor replied.

"Where is the slave corps?" the red-haired man asked the knight sitting on the other side of him.

"There are about 200,000 left." The Heavenly Knight replied.

"The number of people is not enough." The red-haired man murmured.

Although a miniature plane is the lowest among all planes, it is still a complete plane.

Most of the strength of the three continents was dragged on that centaur plane. It was a bit reluctant to choose to attack and revitalize the fairy world this time.

Suddenly, a fluctuation that made all the knights present feel the pressure of the catastrophe, and even the surrounding space emitted unstable ripples.

Fortunately, this wave came quickly and went quickly. In addition, it was not the first time that the knights present felt this momentum, and they were not surprised.

"I just received the news that the fighters participating in the battle have expanded to high-level knight attendants and intermediate-level magic apprentices!" The red-haired man said a decision that surprised the people around him.
Chapter completed!