The northern border of Solon, the city of Vinal.
After the northern city-states fell one after another, this largest city-state in the north became the forefront of Solon's resistance to contamination.
In the vast northern border, Vinal is already one of the few correct choices. Only a small number of people who managed to escape from the area devoured by Dip arrived here, and more of them crashed into Dip like headless flies during their escape. .
Theodore, the commander of the Falcon Corps, welcomed a group of important guests—a team of dozens of messengers composed of representatives from the Solon Royal Library and representatives from the Mage Tower.
At a time when there have already been two attacks by Dip and Vinar City has indeed suffered losses due to Dip, the envoy team is obviously not here to offer condolences.
Theodore personally led them to find these lucky people who had fled to the city of Vinal sporadically, and ordered them to tell the envoys what they saw and heard along the way.
The polluted person turns into a body that behaves strangely. It doesn't take long for them to become a new source of pollution. If you get even a little closer, you will feel suffocated. The images that appear in your mind like snowflakes are annoying.
Not only intelligent beings such as humans and elves, but also domesticated animals and wild beasts appeared in the infected army like the walking dead.
Someone encountered an infected beast in the wild. Unprepared, he vaguely saw his dead companions. Their decaying bodies continued to rot and fall off as they walked, like tattered rag dolls, looking at the decay of their companions. With a terrifying face filled with pus, he luckily escaped by running away out of fear.
Hearing this, the scholar from the Royal Library opened the dark brown wooden box in his hand.
Because the borrowing threshold for many collections in the Royal Library is extremely high, many of the books in the box were seen for the first time even by members of the Mage Tower who knew about dip dyeing. At the same time, they saw the eye-catching mark - double wings. The mark of a giant owl that opens and roars toward the sky.
This is the royal emblem of Melias.
The old scholar tremblingly compared the descriptions, carefully confirmed every detail, and finally made a rigorous judgment: "At least we have good news."
Commander Theodore hurriedly asked: "Is there a weakness?"
The scholar slowly shook his head: "Your Excellency, Legion Commander, I deeply regret this. All the books that study and record the infiltration know nothing about their weaknesses. The good news I mean is that their infiltration power is the same as before. …”
Theodore's eyes widened and he asked awkwardly: "Can this also be...good news?"
The old scholar glanced at the representatives of the Mage Tower beside him, and after noticing that their expressions were extremely solemn, he slowly shook his head.
"The time point when the dipped spirit first appeared happened to be at the end of the magic tide. Maybe you should have heard that the magic tide brought great changes to magicians... no, it brought great changes to the world. If the dipped spirit is also a kind of Do you think he will be affected by this life that we have not yet been able to understand?”
Theodore suddenly understood.
The old scholar faced the representative of the Mage Tower: "The Mage Tower is always very busy these days. When are you going to announce that 'possibility' to everyone?"
The representative of Mage Tower said in a deep voice: "It's not the time yet."
Seeing the warning in the other person's eyes, the old scholar smiled bitterly and shook his head lightly, saying no more.
Frequent magic power failures are likely to represent the return of the magic power tide, but the Mage Tower and the powerful schools on the Mera Continent have tacitly chosen silence.
Are they really so slow in their knowledge and not at all sensitive to crises?
The old scholars who knew this well did not point it out. After all, they also had family members they cared about.
Theodore looked at the sergeants coming and going in the city and the ordinary people who were helping to reinforce the city wall. He felt very heavy. He thought for a long time and asked: "Then what can we do and how should we do it?"
The white-haired Theodore was famous for his stability and courage. He led the falcons to gallop outside the north. He established the reputation of Solon's cavalry and was deeply respected among the major armies of Solon. He was such a man with extremely rich experience and resume. The old general looked very confused at the moment.
The city of Vinal did not gather heavy troops from Solon. In fact, Solon's army was still being dispatched. Only after Theodore's highly mobile Falcon Cavalry arrived did he realize what a terrifying thing he was facing. Moreover, it has little effect against the Drained Cavalry.
Even Theodore himself, a traditional military aristocrat and a veteran of the military, knew only that "it can pollute the mind. It was once a suffocating disaster on this continent, which once destroyed many racial civilizations." Almost exhausted.”
The nobles are like this, you can imagine what ordinary people are like.
Five hundred and seventy-two years have passed since the Dimin Spirit left. In the first thirty years of the New Calendar, all races are still closely united to guard against the resurgence of Dip. They have repeatedly studied policies and constantly updated strategic plans. But after the glorious era is gone, , the contamination has gradually become a distant memory, and the luck mentality that everything has passed has gradually become deeply rooted.
In Mela, except for some races with long lifespans that still have a deep impression of the infiltration, most of them can no longer remember it and cannot find the trauma it left on this land.
The words, records, and pictures have been buried with the passage of time, and are only briefly mentioned in some dramatic scenes, causing those who are capable of reading and curious to explore.
Theodore knew that the essence of monopolizing knowledge was to stabilize his rule. As a nobleman and a person with vested interests, he could not touch this sensitive topic. He could only express his concerns tactfully.
"The Falcon Legion, the refugees after the fall of the northern cities, the soldiers who are about to come here know nothing about dipping. Complex statements and descriptions are far from allowing them to understand what it is."
"The key points that are simple, easy to understand, and can be quickly understood by those who cannot read the text must be publicized now... For example, I want to know how traditional warriors should participate in the battle against dilution, so this involves the most important The key point is...the scope, strength and weakness of the dip, their attack methods, and whether there is an effective way to block the dip, and if so, what warriors and magicians should do."
Theodore thought he could get a more detailed explanation, but his expectations plummeted after witnessing the embarrassed expressions of the representatives of the Mage Tower.
He turned his expectation to the scholars who contained and preserved knowledge.
The expressions of several gray-haired scholars were equally subtle. After a while, the old man who originally took out the book looked into the distance and closed his eyes.
"The range and strength of the dip are unknown. The magicians at that time paid a huge price, and all they did was to huddle in some cities and defend with difficulty. What they faced was the active attack of the dip, so many data were often in chaos as soon as they were obtained. Lost in."
Theodore had a bitter look on his face. He could understand the hardships of his ancestors, but at this moment he felt that it was even more difficult for him...
"Traditional warriors, if they have long-distance martial arts, then use long-distance martial arts. Bows, arrows, and crossbows would be good options."
The scholar's words made Theodore relieved, and he ordered the deputy commander to search for amazing archery masters throughout the city and equip them with the best equipment.
"There is no effective way to block the infection. Closing the eyes, plugging the ears, and applying illusions to oneself have all been tried and failed. When promoting to the soldiers, it must be emphasized that only the dead infection will not If you continue to pollute, don’t get close to them if you can.”
The clerk quickly recorded it.
"Summons have an excellent effect against diphtheria. They are not affected by diphtheria, and their combat power can be expected. Many magicians who guarded the isolated city back then used summoning techniques to cast them remotely and defeated a large number of diphtheria spirits."
Theodore had heard a little bit about this: "I remember that the results were remarkable?"
"Compared with the steady retreat, compared with the inability to coordinate the precision and destructive power of long-range magic, the summons have relatively more highlights against the dip."
The series of attributive words allowed Theodore to hear the scholar's rigorous speech, but he was more eager to know the most important thing.
"So, where should we find the Summoner?"
Summoning is not difficult, and the magicians from Theodore's army can make guest appearances. The threshold is not high, which is an advantage of summoning... but it is the only advantage.
Summoning began to decline more than a thousand years ago. After experiencing the period of fantasy creature conjecture, various schools of thought launched a large-scale campaign against summoners with "overly imaginative ideas". Summoners were once shouted at by everyone in Mela, and the huge environment The pressure of public opinion caused the Summoning School to disappear, and what followed was a rupture of inheritance.
Five hundred and seventy-two years ago, when all races were ravaged, the remaining descendants of the summoning school provided some summoning templates to facilitate those with talent to quickly get started.
For a time, magicians all over Mera were using the contract that had now become a "universal summoning template" to summon.
That was the final highlight of the Summoner.
After the disappearance of the impregnated spirit, the School of Summoning still withered, and the disappearance of demand also caused the attention to Summoning to plummet. After a long time, Summoning in Mera only preserved books, studied the past scholars, and laughed at their weak war. Power is even part of the daily routine of various schools of thought.
A representative from the Mage Tower smiled and said: "If there are magicians, there will naturally be summons. Just like in the past, as long as all races work together and concentrate the power of magicians, the catastrophe will definitely end faster than in the past."
His optimism was actually shared by many people present.
The summoning school is just a weak branch. The threshold is so low that anyone can try summoning. Some magicians always believe that summoning should not be called a school. It is just a special magic skill. The so-called knowledge is more like Play against luck.
Even if there are no summoners who specialize in summoning, they alone can still stop the pace of Dip.
In fact, they who were born in the Mage Tower came to Vinar City this time to verify that the summoned objects can still effectively block the impregnated spirit, and to give reassurance to the anxious nobles in Solon.
Several scholars who needed to return to the royal city of Rodmir to report the situation to Dwek found one of the members of the Mage Tower before leaving.
Regarding these distinguished genius magicians, his words were calm and euphemistic: "Summoning is called a school for a reason. Although they have declined, there should be basic respect for the knowledge they hold."
The member of the Mage Tower curled his lips in disdain and said perfunctorily: "Thank you for your advice, I will definitely keep it in mind."
Realizing that the other party's contempt for the summons was deep-rooted, and out of understanding that the young man was too arrogant, he had to add another sentence carefully.
"Who is more powerful, the fireball magic from a thousand years ago or the fireball magic from ten years ago?"
Without waiting for the Mage Tower member to reply, the old scholar carried the book box and limped away with his companions, leaving only the Mage Tower member who had not yet understood the meaning of the words standing there.
After a long time, he spat: "Relying on the old and betraying the old."
He did not inform his companions about what the scholar said.
He decided to use actual results to slap these scholars in the face. The new era never belongs to the dying old men, but to the young them!
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"Four days ago, the important northern city of Venar, which had assembled 10,000 troops, fell before receiving reinforcements from Solon."
"Legion Commander Theodore transferred a large number of people in advance before the city was breached, minimizing civilian losses. However, in contrast, in order to prevent the contamination, his two Falcon Legions were almost completely wiped out. He himself Only under the protection of several magicians did I escape."
"Information provided by the Theocracy's believers' network that can still be contacted shows that there were many Solonian royal magicians, that is, members of the Mage Tower, in Venar City at that time."
"Summoning is their main method. It is believed that they summoned powerful summons such as dragons, king slimes, elemental chimeras, and vicious tree spirits to fight against the imbued spirits. It did have a good effect at first. But then, the summons formation collapsed, and ultimately the infection spread rapidly."
"The members of the Mage Tower suffered heavy casualties. After the defeat of Vinar City, several of Solon's fulcrum city-states in the north fell one after another. Until today, Solon's northern border has been completely lost."
"Solon requested that the meeting of the various tribes of Mela held in the Theocracy be convened immediately, and emphasized that this was a disaster that could affect and destroy the entire Mela, and that no one from each tribe could survive alone."
"Emperor Solon Dewek has gone to the Papal City. The leaders of the four major nations are currently gathered in the Papal City. However, other than that, only a few vassal races have arrived, and no representatives of the major races have arrived in advance."
In order to obtain information from the outside world, Serra sent Milai, the former incarnation of Glory, to a city-state not far from the Papal City. He borrowed his past connections to bring the latest developments in the Imbued Spirit to the slightly secluded Dawn Tie.
Lulu stood on tiptoes and ran her fingers over the map on the wall.
Lu Yu couldn't stand it and reminded: "You can float, genius magician."
Lulu turned back fiercely: "That's how I want to see it!"
Lu Yu really doesn't know why Lulu is angry...
"It's only been a few days. The vast land in the north of Solon has been completely destroyed... It's so fast, it has broken the record of Melias back then."
Lu Yu said flatly: "Maybe there will be more records waiting to be broken by the impregnated spirit."
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