"The Holy Legion of the Crown of the Great Abraham Approaches Serkatha".

This new newspaper was as flattering as possible, praising the Dark Lord's march as "a great cause to liberate the wizarding class" and praising the Emerald Witch Camille as "the light of hope for the general wizarding class".

The article even details how the power of the Abyss ends the oppression of Aurors and redistributes the resources of the Demon Network to "those who really need it."

The wizard editors and reporters in the newspaper were all silent.

They hastily wiped out sentences that incited resistance from previous newspapers, and even quietly destroyed the lists of editors who had written protest articles.

They knew that if anything went wrong, the newspaper might be uprooted by the Dark Lord's army.

The figure of the Black Devil walked through the streets of Sercasa, and the sound of heavy footsteps and the sharp whistling of brooms filled his ears.

On the streets, there were still sporadic Aurors who were still resisting, but the power of the suppression field had already suppressed them, rendering them unable to fight back.

Some ordinary people of the wizarding class stood behind the windows and cautiously looked around. They witnessed the city changing from a glorious wizarding sanctuary to the territory of the Lord of the Abyss. They were both frightened and confused.

The lights inside and outside the newspaper office flickered on and off, signaling the final extinction of the old order and the coming of the new order.

Within an hour, two completely different newspapers conveyed a fact that could not be ignored:

Serkatha has become a thing of the past, and the shadow of the "power of the abyss" is swallowing up every inch of light in this land.

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[Current power release limit: 88.89%]

[Currently the Demonic Network has been destroyed: 5/7]

[Magic network collapse value range: 93%]

[Liberation status of Akares Continent: Liberated!]

[Zelko Continent Liberation Situation: 64%]

[Loltan Continent Liberation Situation: 70%]

[Liberation status of Elsin Continent: 39%]

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Ring of Naga·Elcinia Continent

The continent of Elsinia, accounting for 10% of the Naga Ring, is a land full of extremes and mystery.

It has a vast coastline and is bordered by fearsome storm waters.

"Wow, wow, wow~~~"

"Wow, wow, wow~~~"

"Wow, wow, wow~~~"

The waves crashed against the steep cliffs, causing ripples of magic that reverberated between the earth and the ocean like invisible spells.

The climate here is changeable, and under the influence of strong ocean magic, storms never stop in the four seasons.

Especially when the three phases of the moon alternate, the storm becomes particularly fierce, and some invisible force dominates everything, tearing apart and swallowing everything on the earth.

At this moment, the polar circle, the most extreme zone of the continent, is shrouded in a fierce snowstorm.

In the fierce storm, the temperature across the polar circle plummeted to -30°C. The violent wind and snow raged like a silver-white dragon, leaving only an icy vastness and roar between the sky and the earth.

The sky was completely blocked by thick clouds, and the sunlight was excluded. Only the occasional flickering ice crystals in the wind and snow reflected a glimmer of light, adding an eerie atmosphere to this deserted place.

In the middle of this desperate land where life is hard to survive, there is a figure standing.

He seemed not to be affected by any weather, and no matter how strong the wind roared around him, it could not shake him in the slightest.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It was a young man with blond hair and golden eyes. He was slender and wearing a well-tailored black trench coat. The hem of the trench coat rustled on his head in the strong wind.

Wearing a black top hat, the brim of the hat was slightly lowered, covering his brow bone, but it could not block his bright golden pupils.

Those eyes are as bright as stars.

The blond young man held a silver cane in his right hand. The wind and snow were whistling around him, but there seemed to be some invisible barrier that blocked the raging snow particles and frost a few steps away.

Xia Xiu gently pressed the top hat on his head with his left hand and looked up at the sky.

The snowflakes fell on his shoulders, but melted quietly, leaving only a trace of unreal water vapor.

"That's... Daiguan Zhizi..."

Xia Xiu murmured to himself, his voice low and with a hint of excitement. His golden eyes stared at the sky. Deep in the thick clouds, there was a huge city hidden.

Thick clouds rolled endlessly, like countless sleeping dragons circling across the sky, covering the endless polar ice fields.

In the cold gray darkness, a vague outline could be seen.

His golden pupils were locked in the depths of the clouds, and the scene that gradually emerged was dazzling.

It is a floating city.

Its huge body is suspended above the wind and snow, straddling the sky and the earth, like a forgotten continent.

Its diameter is about 5.45 kilometers, and its area is an astonishing 7.8 square kilometers.

The scale of the city is breathtaking, with countless giant suspended platforms extending out from its edges. These platforms are like giant palms, hanging outside the city, supporting the broken mechanical structures. Some even reach into the clouds and disappear under the wind and snow.

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Through the broken ruins, you can vaguely see those giant gears and coupling devices still embedded in the city's internal skeleton, like the exposed bones of an ancient creature, telling the story of its once glorious mechanical civilization.

In the center of the city stands a main tower, which seems to be the core of everything.

It towers straight into the clouds, and the outline of the top is vague, but the metal brackets and spiral runes surrounding the tower exude a strong sense of coercion.

"It is not a simple living god, but flesh and blood and machinery..."

Xia Xiu whispered, with strong interest and a trace of unconcealable exclamation in his words:

"The relics they left behind in the glorious era... are really amazing!!

The union of flesh and machine, Yaldabaoth and Macon, the union of His covering immensity and the broken God.”

In his body, [Broken Fire] is jumping; on his right hand, [Seal of Ion] is spinning.

That kind of city is shaped by both order and chaos.

"The Kailasel family..."

Xia Xiu raised his silver cane and tapped the ground gently, making a crisp sound, as if to wake up the frozen land.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
Chapter completed!