Just when the flames destined to be famous for their history and would be called "Eleishal Uprising" by those who later carried the red flags had already ignited in the most prosperous city in Orsotian District and showed a prairie fire, on the island with the highest altitude of Orsotian District, the huge magic circle finally reached its last step in operation.

"What a long journey. At my age, I will stand here with you for nearly a whole day." Mrs. Ovilia Dandy Lane sighed, and her face was exhausted with her hands on her staff. Her appearance has always been much younger than her real age. At first glance, she looks like a noble lady who is only over forty years old but still has charm and charm, but her current mental outlook is really close to an old man in the evening.

Of course, such an extraordinary spellcaster, the head of the extraordinary family, would not always reveal his fatigue to outsiders, especially those of retainers and juniors. Mrs. Ovilia took out a bottle of purple potion from her arms and poured it into her mouth. In an instant, she opened her eyes and stood up straight, and her spirit and physical strength seemed to be returning to the extreme in an instant...but, there seemed to be a few wrinkles on the face of the noble lady. Of course, considering her real age, these were just some small details that were not worth mentioning.

"Among our partners, you and me are the only ones who know the puzzle of the world. We can only work harder. Fortunately, with that device, we can operate this large-scale magic with only the magic of the two of us, and there is a way to take a break." Goldvillainbat, the ancestor of the Violet family, said. His face was gray and as angry as a slept in the air. He felt that no one would be surprised at any time to ascend to heaven.

However, he had not ascended to heaven yet, so he finally had the energy to find a bottle of the same potion and pour it into himself.

"I heard that the potion made by that little girl named Moore is better than the formula that we old zombies have used for more than five hundred years. Maybe it doesn't have such a significant recovery effect, but the side effects are almost negligible." Ovilia told Gold.

"I know, so before the war I sent someone to buy some success from her workshop, but now I haven't deduced all the materials, let alone restore formulas and schema structures. We are a group of old zombies, but the people under us are all waste. The fresh blood that I finally wanted to incorporate has become the enemy who wants to completely bury us. But even so, we still have to struggle."

"We are worms! But even insects need to struggle before being eaten by birds." Ovelia smiled and said, "Then, we are going to start the last step...but, looking at your spell and art structure, it seems that there have been some modifications."

"What we are going to call back is not the broken fragments of the old world, but the ark that will guide our civilization into the new world, which is originally different." Old Gold said.

"The ark that led to the new world?" Mrs. Ovilia raised her eyebrows and poked her head out to look at the chaotic Olahelan Fortress, where there were tens of thousands of enemies; she looked at the other side, the hustle and bustle of Elichar in the distance, where there were the people who were revolting.

"New World." The old empress dowager with a squinting eyes smiled, her face full of indescribable sarcasm.

Master Gold pretended not to see it, waved his hands and pulled out a complex magic array in the void in front of him. He stretched his right hand into the halo of the magic array, and gently pulled out a short stick-like object. The object was only slightly longer than the forearm, and it was the same size as the standard staff distributed to the Magic Apprentice and the Poor Ghost Battle Mage by the Alliance of Knowledge. The head of the stick was brilliant and golden as the dawn, and the overall appearance was

The shape of the roulette is the shape of the roulette. The shaft wheel supporting the roulette frame is also decorated with various gems. The body of the rod is divided into two pieces. The first half is white like a cloud, with no flaws on the whole body, just like a piece of high-quality white jade. The second half is a slightly dull and dark blue color, and it even feels a little rusty. The shape is rugged and simple, with many convex teeth and dents. At first glance, it looks like a key with a very old age.

This is the treasure of the Vilambat family, with the famous staff of "Octalia's wisdom and right". Of course, it can also be referred to as "Violet's authority". We will know that this treasure is famous for its holder, but it is not the opposite. Therefore, the public thinks that Vilambat's authority is one of the founding fathers of the Federation created by Octalia, the ancestor of the Vilambat family. It is also the leading master of alchemy and magic weapons in the contemporary era. This is not surprising.

"However, these are all fabricated pretexts, right?" Ovilia said.

"If the story compiled will last for hundreds of years, it will become reality and eventually history." Goldvillembat said: "If it weren't for the changes brought by our old friend Orusero, I've always been preparing to do this because his real history is meaningless. The newest thing that will bring changes to the world is to awaken the oldest history. This is what we need to do now!"

"Change cannot be stopped. However, if the change in our hands is not grasped, it will be meaningless. It is with this awareness that we can survive until today." said Mrs. Ovilia.

Gold refused to comment, and was silent for a few seconds, turning back and said, "Olga, let's start."

The girl from the Vilanbat family nodded and began to manipulate its machine with her own hands. The light of the guiding circuit became brighter and brighter, as if more than a dozen small suns were shining. The huge energy was transmitted to the magic circle at the base of the temple through the operation of the machinery and the pipeline, as if light energy was rushed into the entire island.

The huge formation that was drawn by the two great magicians almost took almost a whole day to start to operate silently. Originally, the huge magic array derived from the entire temple foundation in this scale, and just drawing it consumed almost all the physical and magic power of the two masters of the Austral Families, which was not possible to operate by "human power". But if it could not be operated, such a spectacular magic array, no matter how complex, exquisite, mysterious, or great, was just a meaningless drawing homework.

But now, the guiding mechanism set up here has finally completed the only, but also the most insurmountable step of magic power in this giant magic array.

The two heads of the family began to sing the spell loudly, but to the people around them, it was a language they had never heard before, mysterious, elegant, clear and arrogant, but majestic and magnificent.

"Yes, is it Dragon Word?" Princess Ina from Anrotalia asked her sister-in-law.

"I can understand the Dragon Word, not this, nor the Giant Word or the Elf Word of the Mortal World, nor the Dome Text." Orga shook his head. She was not a mage but had a great IQ. She naturally couldn't speak the above languages ​​that required realm and strength to make sounds, but it was absolutely fine to listen and read.

Of course, it is impossible to be the Demon Language. If Demon Language is such an elegant and graceful style, their reputation will not be so bad.

And at this time, the lengthy spell finally reached the last paragraph.

"The ancient will is in my hands; the fragments of the world return to reality! Follow the rules of the world, respond to the will of all beings, and respond to my call! I am the agent of the will of the world, and I am the executor of the accomplished completion. The ether tides entangled above you are about to dissipate and pass through the barriers of space suppression!"

"Return to the present world? The abandoned child of the Ethereal Sea! The guardian of the sky!"

Old Gold pierced the staff in his hand into the magic circle that rose up in front of him, and then loudly chanted the last sentence of the spell: "Come back! The residence city guarded by my ancestor!"

Countless halos, halos produced by the magic power on the magic array, the guide device, and the magic power of the two magicians suddenly gathered into a point, drifted into the sky, and then disappeared into the invisible moment. For a moment, the island, which was brightly set off as if it was daytime, returned to the darkest again.

Time passed quickly, just a few seconds. Of course, it might be very slow. Because some people present thought they had failed, they sat on the ground and could no longer stand up.

However, soon, a light wheel that was hundreds or thousands of times larger than the white light spot just now suddenly appeared in the night sky, making people unable to open their eyes. Under the cover of the light, everyone almost ignored the sudden stagnation of the void at night, like a huge wave. They waved wildly and roared wildly, like a group of twisted ghosts, trying to capture the light wheel like the sun back to their world. However, they seemed to not belong to this world after all. They began to pause in the gap between the halo and the night sky, dissipated, and finally there was no trace.

At this time, the light wheel began to spread. It did not spread its light in all directions like the sun, but instead turned the light into lines, forming a neat and tight border, just like drawing a huge architectural composition in the air.

Soon, the architectural structure that was so large that it could almost be compared with the entire Elichar Island stood in the dark night sky. In the structure of the lines, the real body that formed them began to emerge, condense, solidify, and finally form a down-to-earth body.

A few minutes later, a huge artificial creature sank above Elichar, just like the palace of God, overlooking everything in the world.

Its name is the Spiral Fortress, the city of Lerensax. In the era of great collapse of the War of the Gods, it is a symbol of hope. It is called "the Ark of Heaven" by the people who fought for survival and the continuation of civilization.
Chapter completed!