Dimensional Code

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This is just the first batch. In fact, soon, more and more people stepped out of the battleship, lined up, and then headed for the clock tower.

Although it is said that the Ritual Garden is the stronghold of the Thousand Boundary Tree, this does not mean that the Thousand Boundary Tree has only one stronghold in the Far East, the Li Garden.In fact, in addition to Liyuan, Thousand Boundary Tree has also acquired several schools in other places, and found many children with magical potential in them.

In addition, there are other magic families who have joined the Thousand Worlds Tree—after all, the Thousand Worlds Tree was originally an alliance established by absorbing those declining magic families, and naturally it has a lot of talents.Especially after Thousand Worlds Tree broke out with brand new magic that did not require magic engravings, many magic families that were originally hidden in the Asian continent also came to join them.

Not to mention some magicians designated by the seal.

Of course, Fangzheng didn't refuse all these defectors.After investigating the situation of these family forces, he rejected some and left some.After all, as Fang Zheng said, this is a revolution, so what they need are companions with the same ideals, not speculators who only want to benefit from the war.

And even though Fangzheng gave a strict review, nearly half of the families still joined the Thousand Boundary Tree.

This is also normal.

The Magic Association has a lot of prestige, but where there is oppression, there is resistance, especially in the Far East. Except for the local ones, most of the magic families here fled here to avoid the persecution and oppression of the Magic Association. .It can be said that the world has been suffering for a long time, and now Fang Zheng raised his arms and shouted, "Heaven is dead and Huang Tian should stand", naturally they also rose up and joined in it.

The people who are appearing now are all "new era" magicians like Weber. Their families have been passed down for less than two or three generations, and they have no accumulation of magic. They are looked down upon and oppressed in the magic world.Because of this, their desire to overthrow the Magic Association is stronger than anyone else.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that one day I would lead someone to destroy the Clock Tower, even in my dreams, I never thought about it."

Wearing armor and holding a long sword, Heine walked up to the red ponytail, looked at the messy wreckage in front of him, and couldn't help but feel emotional—well, he finally listened to Fang Zheng's advice and stopped using guns.

"This is just the beginning, but it will be a new beginning."

Fangzheng reached out and patted Heine on the shoulder.

"lets go."

"Yes!"

Led by Huahua and Heine, the army of the Thousand Worlds Tree moved quickly and rushed towards the clock tower in the distance.At the same time, the heroic spirits around Fangzheng also disappeared one after another—they didn't go home, but patrolled around these soldiers in spirit form and were responsible for assisting them.

Looking at the dilapidated clock tower in front of him, Fang Zheng's expression was very calm.

From today onwards, there will be no more clock towers.

The first thousand and 550 chapters and four waves of change (have to get an injection tomorrow)

The battle did not end because of the overwhelming strength of the Thousand Boundary Tree.

On the contrary, after the Thousand Worlds Tree invested its troops in the Clock Tower to fight, the remaining Clock Tower magicians also gathered and began to launch a counterattack against the Thousand Worlds Tree.

"If I were you, I would directly order those metal warships to burn the entire clock tower to the ground."

A deep voice sounded, and Fangzheng turned his head to look, only to see a man wrapped in a red cape quietly appearing from the air, staring at the battlefield in front of him.

"Magicians are not so easy to die. Even the bombardment of naval guns can't kill them completely. You can completely smash the entire clock tower, and then send people to search for their bodies, isn't it good? And, With magic engraved on it, these people can't die."

Having said this, the man let out a cold laugh.

However, Fang Zheng shook his head.

"So, you will be an ASSASSIN in this life."

"But isn't it the fastest way to achieve the goal?"

"wrong."

Faced with the man's rebuttal, Fang Zheng directly denied it.

"According to your approach, we will never achieve our goal. Listen, we are not here to kill anyone, but to completely destroy the curse that has bound magicians for 2000 years. Intangible things are more important than tangible ones. Things are more difficult to destroy. You can kill a person's existence physically, but you cannot kill his spirit and will.

"But what does that have to do with your taking them alive?"

The man still didn't seem to understand, but Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"It's very simple. As I said, the Twelve Monarchs of the Clock Tower are not just magicians, nor are they just powerful magicians. They are the clock towers, the supreme rulers of the Magic Association. They represent The current magic world, the rules, laws, operation, and everything in this magic world are established and maintained by these twelve monarchs. They are like the kings of a country."

Having said this, Fangzheng stretched out his hand.

"Of course you can kill the king, but there will still be people who inherit the king's last wish, and they will persist and work hard until they stand up again. Only when we abolish the king's position in front of everyone and let him go It can really prove that ... a new era is coming."

Fangzheng tightly held the burning black sun in the sky with his right hand, then he turned his head and looked at the followers behind him.

"So, you are just an ASSASSIN. The establishment of an era has never depended on a single person. Of course, I admit that everyone has a leader. Just like building a building, it also needs the chief designer. Design drawings, generals will lead an army to war. However, they are just guides, leaders, and building a building requires not a thousand designers, but a thousand workers. Killing the enemy does not depend only on the generals in the sand table They are pointing out the country, but ordinary soldiers are charging forward."

Fangzheng put down his hand, and looked at the ruins of the clock tower in the distance again. At this moment, the brilliance of magic flickered inside from time to time, and the dull explosion sounded, like the last mourning of an era.

"I've pointed out the direction for them, and now they need to open their own way. Or...do you think it's delicious to eat the leftover food that others chew and then feed it into your mouth?"

"…………………"

This time, the man did not speak, he was silent for a moment, and then disappeared into the air again.

And Fang Zheng opened his personal terminal.

"Play a song to cheer up the comrades below."

"Understood, Commander."

Soon, loud music sounded, echoing in the sky.

"Arise, slaves suffering from hunger and cold! Arise, sufferers of the world! My blood is boiling, and I must fight for the truth..."

In the singing, the battle continues.

The burning fireball whizzed through the sky and hit the dilapidated wall of the ruins in front of him. Soon, a rotating circular magic circle appeared out of thin air, blocking the attack of the fireball.The bursting flames exploded, and the raging flames failed to hit the target. On the contrary, they quickly spread to both sides and disappeared into the air.

"Mei Sa Ye!"

"I know!"

Hearing the sound of flowers, Misaya raised her head quickly, and stretched out her hand towards the broken wall in front of her. Her white fingers quickly slid across the air, and the next moment invisible magic power surged out, forming a fan shape. Jet out.Under the impact of this powerful magic force, the magic array used for defense immediately shattered like glass.

Then Huahua raised the gun in her hand and pulled the trigger. Soon, several magic missiles flew through the air like meteors, smashing the opposite wall to pieces, and several figures ran out of it along with the dust. , raised his hands high.

"I surrender, we surrender! Please stop! We are willing to surrender!!"

"Don't move, don't use magic engraving, report your names!"

Huahua raised the gun in her hand and aimed it at the gray-faced men in front of her. Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the men hesitated for a moment, then whispered.

"We are members of the Archelot family, employees of the plant department..."

"Report your names!"