Chapter 453

Adam put forward his request bluntly. At this time, any vague expression could become an excuse for trouble in the future. Xin Yati was the hub of the frontlines, and any information about any location was important information. Anyone who snooped would be attacked by the mages until they died, even if the other party was a level 4 immortal. Moreover, the world of mages was not a weak civilization. In the process of diplomacy, they only needed to maintain the necessary politeness. There was no need to accommodate too many people.

As he said, the reception area for messengers would be isolated from Xin Yati after layers of restrictions. In this area, Empyrean Wanxiang and the incoming messengers were allowed to modify as they wished. However, if they wanted to leave this area, they had to get permission from the mages. Reaching out without permission was tantamount to declaring war.

Naeem quietly said, "Well done! I knew you could handle it! "

Empyrean Wanxiang was not surprised by this and said smoothly, "Very reasonable, I will abide by it."

Adam said, "If the world of mages wants to get a detailed map of the disaster area, the distribution of magical creatures, and the locations of existing planes, what price will they have to pay?"

He did not ask how strong the immortal civilization was. How many level 4 immortals were there? What kind of sensitive information was in the Demon Suppression Abyss? Unless one was a fool, no one would casually reveal such important information. Empyrean Wanxiang also did not ask the mages about this.

Right now, the coordinates of the immortal civilization had been exposed, but the mages could not enter. The coordinates of the world of mages were still hidden, but the immortal civilization could send messengers to the frontlines. In this way, it was more or less the same. All that was left was to probe, reveal their strength, and analyze to find a balance.

Maps and distribution of information had a time limit. Even if the time limit was very long, fifty thousand years was still a long time. Empyrean Wanxiang did not expect to use information from fifty thousand years ago to exchange for anything important. The mages had only paid a few high level sealing scrolls.

It could be seen that she was very interested in Laura's sealing technique. However, true level knowledge was not something a few scrolls could reveal, so the mages happily made the exchange with her.

Empyrean Wanxiang didn't have any intention of haggling over every little thing. After taking out the map, he even included information on the languages they knew, helping the sorcerer translate the broadcast into various languages.

Her intentions were not necessarily kind. It was probably because she had seen the strength of the World of Mages before she arrived, and she had confidence in the ability of mages to resist the monsters. Perhaps she also had the idea that she could come and clean up the mess after both sides suffered losses.

However, the Magician did not care if she had such thoughts. War was inevitable, and the Magicians were good at using war to support war. The resources they plundered would quickly be converted into new supplies and sent back. Wasting resources was the worst thing to do, especially when there were some mercenary Magicians on the frontlines.

With Xin Yati's coordinates as the starting point, the army moved out of the range of the immortal civilization and headed towards the plane that they had already discovered. Adam still did not move. He was in charge of adjusting the broadcast and waiting for the arrival of the emissaries from the other planes.

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The mages did not expect that the second visitor was not an envoy, but an entire race.

Two months later, a fleet of five gigantic flying ships appeared in the Sorcerer's wide-area scouting magic circle, 25 light-years away from Xin Yati.

"Someone's finally here! I thought that no one in the cataclysm zone would believe us. "

"A bunch of idiots. I've been a war mage for so many years, and this is the first time I've received a mission to assist them. As long as they're obedient, the Magicians won't covet their corrupted plane that's so broken that it doesn't even have an origin."

"That's normal. The first batch of people to arrive must be pitiful fellows on the verge of destruction. It's normal for them to be vigilant."

The bored Magicians in the Department of External Affairs suddenly became excited. They all gathered in front of the radar screen, wanting to be the first to see the true identity of the emissaries.

"This is … a fleet?" A Magician pointed at the screen hesitantly. "This thing that's leaking air everywhere can actually fly?"

This was the common thought of all the Magicians present. The fleet that was moving and stopping at the same time was simply too surprising.

The protective shields on the surface of the flying ships were practically non-existent. Even the most basic ability to neutralize the Void Radiation was about to fail. Every time the Void Storm blew, it would cause damage to the flying ships. It made the Magicians very worried that the ships would be blown apart the next time. There were countless holes in the hull of each flying ship. Disgusting mutated flesh and polluted energy covered the holes. However, at this moment, the holes served as a form of protection. The mages could feel the struggle between the mutated flesh and the mutated flesh inside the flying ship. It was difficult to maintain the balance.

Their engines were probably about to be damaged. Every time they warped, they would have to pause for a long time to replenish their energy. The process of opening a spatial rift was even more difficult. Four flying ships tightly protected the central flying ship. It seemed like they were entering the rift with the intention of facing death. When they exited from the other end of the rift, the already broken protective shield would ripple violently, and they would have to pause for a long time before they could continue moving.

Every time they warped, the distance was pathetically short. At this speed, it would take them a long, long time to cover the distance of seventy light years.

The Magicians stared at them for a week and finally could not help but say, "Warping twice in seven days, the distance traveled is less than two light years. The second time is even shorter than the first. At this rate, the war will be over by the time they reach Xin Yati."

"Not only that, if the next warp is even shorter, I'm afraid they will soon be stuck in the Void. Then they will be dead."

"Inform Sir Adam. I think they need help."

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"Casmodo, how far are we from Xin Yati?" In the central flying ship, a bearded man with a majestic body, but he looked haggard and tired.

"King, it's impossible to calculate. The direction is right, but it's too far. We don't have much energy left. At most, we can support five more warps. If we don't reach Xin Yati by then …" He did not finish his sentence, but the outcome was obvious. They would become floating corpses in the Void.

The resource reserves had long been depleted. Now, the only thing supporting the warps was the energy of the creatures themselves. However, they had no way to resupply. If this continued, they would undoubtedly die. Moreover, they did not dare to leave the flying ship or send out a distress signal. They were afraid that the ones who received the signal would not be Xin Yati, but those terrifying demons.

The king sighed. "Abandon the frigate. Order the people to enter the mothership and concentrate all power for the long-distance warp."

Casmodo suddenly looked up. "But, King, if we fail …"

"It's the last fight, Casmodo. Bring the people and the newborn to me."