The whistling wind and sand and dust covered the rivers and the earth, and the endless wilderness extended to the distance of the horizon. Above the sky, a dark sun burned constantly, illuminating the earth in front of you and the sacred and solemn royal city.

Losrik.

"What's wrong?"

"What the hell is going on?"

“What’s going on?”

The whole of London was pulled into the seal by Fang Zheng, so now all the magicians in London were completely shocked by this change.

"You, what exactly do you want to do?"

Standing at the city gate, Elmero II looked at the red ponytail above, clenched his fists and asked in a low voice, while Fang Zhengze laughed, then she raised the big sword in her hand and pointed to the clock tower opposite.

"I am the representative of Thousand Realms Tree, the magic girl Red Ponytail."

The girl's voice was not loud, but she clearly passed through the barrier and resounded in everyone's ears.

"Now, on behalf of the Thousand Realms Tree, I formally declare war on the Magic Association and the Clock Tower. The monarchs of the twelve families who control the Clock Tower and the Magic Association, your era has ended and your ideals have disappeared. For the world, for the future and survival of mankind, our Thousand Realms Tree will declare war on the Magic Association here! We will eliminate all the magic seals and completely destroy the clock tower! From now on, the era when the magicians live for the roots and rely solely on the magic seals and family forces can obtain supreme status has ended! A brand new magic, a brand new rule, a brand new order—it will be decided by our tree of Thousand Realms!

What!?

Almost all the magicians were shocked when they heard the sound coming from their ears. They looked at each other and didn't even know how to react for a while.

Many magicians certainly knew that the Thousand Realm Tree and the Magic Association had broken up again, but deep down in the hearts of ordinary magicians, they still instinctively believed that this was just another battle between the Thousand Realm Tree and the Clock Tower for power and profit.

It's like overthrowing the ruler and becoming a king by himself. This kind of thing is not uncommon for most magicians, so they are not taken to heart.

But now, they finally understood the idea of ​​Thousand Realms Tree.

They don't want to be kings themselves.

They want to completely abolish this system!

In particular, Fang Zheng also said "eliminate magic seals", which shocked the magicians.

They are serious!

If Thousand Realms Tree doesn't mention this, then that's fine, but the magic seal is the basics of the magician world and has been passed down for two thousand years. And Thousand Realms Tree actually wants to eliminate it - this shows that they are really going to make a big deal! This is to completely subvert the core of the magician!

So, how should they choose?

"Stop kidding..."

Although some magicians are still hesitant and have a wait-and-see attitude, for some people, this is absolutely intolerable.

Accompanied by ghostly figures, several figures appeared in front of the gate of the clock tower. Leading was an old man in a suit, hunched figure, and looking dying. Not far from him was a strong man and an old woman in a luxurious dress.

They are the twelve monarchs of the King's Clock Tower.

"Ignore our two thousand years of accumulated history and want to completely overturn the world? How can you allow you to do this like this...!!"

"What we do, you don't need your permission."

Fang Zheng stood on the city gate and looked coldly at the twelve monarchs opposite him.

"This is not negotiation, not negotiation, nor compromise, this is war. You, and everything you represent, are not suitable for this era, so we think…………”

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng has accentuated the pronunciation of the word "we".

"You should quit this stage, old guys."

"Stop kidding, little dear!"

The old man held his cane tightly, and almost all the ghost energy on his body spread out.

"This is our world, our clock tower, our magic! Just by your new era, you want to change all this? I don't know what you have obtained from the Holy Grail War, but... want to threaten it with this..."

“This is not a threat.”

Fang Zheng said here, then snapped his fingers gently.

"I said, this is a revolution, a war."

A roar sounded.

Dozens of huge metal warships fell from the sky, pitch black, and the huge cannon barrels slowly turned, aiming at the clock tower and its annexes. Light flashed by, dozens of heroic spirits fell from the sky and appeared on the city wall.

The peaks of science and the peaks of mystery all appeared here at this moment.

“………………………………………”

At this moment, even the monarch of the clock tower could no longer remain calm.

"What are you learning magic for?"

Fang Zheng looked at the monarchs on the clock tower and asked coldly.

"Survey the roots? But have you done it? No, you haven't. Of course, pursuing the roots may be your goal. But this does not mean that it is the goal of all magicians. You grasp the roots and let other magician families work for you like swaying carrots. What's the result? What you are pursuing is still a mirror, and the only thing you guarantee is the power and power of your family. To put it bluntly, pursuing the roots is just a guise taken out by your Magic Association... However, what you do is meaningless to this world."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"Science can create power that compares to the existence of ancient gods."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng pointed to the battleship above his head.

"And mysterious can bring about unimaginable changes."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng reached out and pointed to the heroes beside him, and then pointed to the monarch in the distance.

"So, what about you? Magicians? What did you bring to deceive the world as much as you want? Deceiving yourself? Fighting for your own power, money and desires? Pursue the roots? No, it should be said that only you twelve monarchs can pursue the roots. If other families do this, will you be happy? Will you support it?"

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng sneered.

"The magicians do anything to achieve their roots? Haha, since that's the case, I'll introduce someone to you."

As Fang Zheng spoke, the heroes beside him all moved aside. Then, a petite figure walked out from behind. She had golden hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. She was wearing a blue and white dress and looked like a cute girl everywhere.

However, the moment I saw this girl, the expressions of the twelve monarchs changed.

"That, that's..."

That's right, they saw the glory on the girl's body, which was the goal they were pursuing and pursuing!

The magician devotes everything he hopes to reach the end point, right there!!

"How? Have you seen it? This is what you have always hoped, so now, what should you do?"

Fang Zheng smiled and asked, "At this time, the monarchs stopped talking. They just stared at the girl tightly. After a while, the strong man next to him asked."

"How did this...? How did you do it?"

"You mean the root cause?"

Hearing the man's inquiry, Ai Ge smiled slightly and stretched out his finger to his mouth.

"I don't need to do anything special, because I've been there since I was born."

“……………………………”

Hearing this, the monarchs fell into silence again.

But unlike before, this time, there was a bit of despair in the silence.

That's right.

For some people, what countless magicians long for are there as soon as they are born. There is no mysterious magic, no engravings from all ages, and even their bloodline is not very ancient.

However, birth is the root cause.

So what can you do?

So what if you have noble blood? So what if you have powerful magic seals? So what if you have power? Two thousand years of accumulation, the sacrifices that countless magicians have fought for, their beliefs, their beliefs, their creeds, in front of the Shatzow Love Song, it is like a joke.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Suddenly, the strong man burst into laughter. He laughed loudly, regardless of his image. It was a kind of ridicule, a kind of laughter that was more sad than death.

"Hahahahaha, it's so ridiculous! It's so ridiculous! Centuries of accumulation and countless magicians' obsessions, we have tried everything and sacrificed so much. However, it's better to have a good daughter!? Hahahahaha!!! So what are we? What are we magicians?!!"

After speaking, the strong man even roared angrily, not knowing who he was asking about this question.

Should I ask myself, Fang Zheng, or the world?

The strong man seemed to have no intention of hearing the answer. After laughing, he turned around in a daze, like a drunkard, stumbled towards the gate.

"where are you going?"

The old man stared at the back of the strong man and asked in a low voice.

"go home."

However, the strong man completely ignored the old man's murderous eyes and replied in a vague manner as if he was drunk.

"Tranberio exits the clock tower from now on. I understand that magic, power, and engraving are all bullshit. With this time to mess with you, I might as well find a few more women to have children, and maybe I can give birth to a root, hahahahaha."

“……………………………”

Regarding the strong man's half-given speech, everyone didn't know what to say for a moment, so they could only watch him leave the clock tower.

Seeing this scene, the old woman sighed.

"Baru Yereta also quit."
To be continued...