"Several magicians from the large-scale Xiangfeng Adventure Group in the north of Solon were invited to accompany the cavalry. After they penetrated deep into the Star Gold City area, all the communications they maintained were disabled, and the magic messenger could no longer locate their positions."

"There was a surprise attack in the north?" Dewek walked towards the wall and pointed at several city-states that had lost contact. "Is the forest elf launching a full-scale war?"

"A total war will not result in a city-state unable to escape even a single person alive. It will interfere with the transmission of information by more than a dozen city-states. The lookout forest elf does not have such power. If it is a sea monster, I will be willing to believe it." Black Owl calmly responded.

analyze.

"Do you mean that my people of Solon were swallowed up by a giant beast and disappeared completely?" Dewek snorted coldly.

After various inspections by Black Owl, another travel-worn messenger was introduced into the study.

"Honeywind City has completely lost contact, and all twelve messengers operating in the surrounding areas have lost contact... In the last communication, they relayed an extremely strange saying from a magician in the city."

"Weird?" Dwek, who was in an anxious mood, frowned immediately after hearing this description.

The messenger tremblingly presented the magic instrument that preserved the magician's voice. After checking that it was fine, the black owl started playing it at the request of Dewek.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed in the spacious study room, and with the rhythm of breathing, everyone's heart was tightly clenched.

"My dead child... he opened a thousand eyes... and embraced me with countless hands..."

The magician's voice was hoarse and dry, and the rhythm of his words was like a low-class opera singer holding a script and reciting the script, but the words seemed to be filled with a strange magic that made people dizzy.

"What a beautiful light, purple... enchanting..."

"Ah...child, that is my child...he is back, he is calling me..."

shudder.

Even the well-informed Black Owl can't help but feel breathless when hearing words full of madness and conjecture.

The shocked Dewek said angrily because he was frightened: "So, what happened to our northern city-states? The fifteen frontline city-states with large populations are the pride of the empire. The highly active messengers only

Can you give me such a mysterious and incomprehensible quote from a madman?"

"Who is our enemy?"

"Has the city fallen?"

The messenger was sweating profusely and did not dare to raise his head.

Dewek stopped looking at the messenger and said in a deep voice: "Since they have the ability to prevent the magic messenger from delivering the message, it proves that their appetite is more than this. The fifteen northern border cities cannot satisfy them, and they will definitely ask for more northern border towns.

soil!"
Chapter completed!