They each had a different posture.

Some are birdmen standing in the corner with their backs to the screen.

Some of them were Shiba Inus crouching at the feet of the crowd.

Some are mermaids floating above the heads of the crowd.

Others were dwarfs with long beards, standing behind the crowd.

At the very front was a figure shrouded in illusory mist.

They faced the transparent screen formed by the natural birds, and each wore the same iconic badge around their neck.

The appearance of the councilors attracted the attention of countless people.

This scene gave countless viewers around the world who were in despair a glimmer of hope.

One by one, they smiled with joy, their faces free of gloom, filled with excitement.

"It's...it's the Mage Council!"

"It's them! It's them! The righteous Mage Council has come to our aid!"

"Victor is definitely not going to escape this time!"

No wonder, a magic ball suddenly appeared out of nowhere just now.

In fact, everyone was curious about the sudden appearance of the magic ball.

Everyone was eager to know who had been so bold.

However, Aurelion's actions almost made them forget about it.

This led them to collectively hurl insults and attacks at Aurelion.

Even before that attack, the goddess of justice in the sky made a move, but they failed to notice it in time.

But now, when they saw the entire Mage Council appear, they finally came to their senses.

Yes, the Mage Council is the most righteous organization in the world!

Even the lives of these spectators were saved by the Mage Council; how could they possibly sit idly by?

The attack just now clearly shows that they also want to eliminate Viktor.

Upon realizing this, countless viewers were surprised and unanimously sided with the Mage Council, collectively beginning to support it.

As for the Empress? If she doesn't exist, then she doesn't exist.

They don't need an emperor to protect the wicked.

Aurelion's expression became even more serious the moment the Mage Council appeared.

The magic power within his body also began to flow more actively, ready to be deployed at any time.

She looked up at Heim Horn, who had appeared in mid-air, and spoke with utmost composure:

"Congressman Haim Horne."

"Was it you who launched the attack just now?"

High in the air, the councilors all remained expressionless.

With their eyelids slightly raised, they exuded an indifferent aura, making their aloofness immediately apparent.

Then, Heim Horn nodded calmly.

Having received the answer, Aurelion was no longer puzzled.

She narrowed her eyes, and said to the other person in a slightly displeased tone, as if questioning them:

"Do even you think Viktor must die?"

Upon hearing this, Heim Horn's phantom flickered slightly.

He lowered his head, looking at Aurelion with equal coldness, and calmly responded:

"Everyone knows that if Victor continues to live, it will be a disaster for the whole world."

"He absolutely cannot stay. It would be better to get rid of him while he is still weak."

“Aurelian, I don’t care if you’re the empress or not, stop being stubborn and hand over Victor to us as soon as possible.”

"The Council of Mages will make its own decision."

Upon hearing this, Aurelian's body surface was covered with a network of patterns.

Her gaze was no longer shrouded in gloom, but instead shone with a resolute light like a jewel, and carried a distinct air of danger.

"Yeah?"

At the same time, a mysterious nebula appeared in the space around her.

The fluorescent lights flickered in mid-air, and the star trails no longer appeared noble and dignified, but rather like lively elves.

It dances joyfully in this chaotic wind, radiating a light like free-flowing clouds.

At this moment, Aurelione clenched one fist and gently placed it in front of her chest, her expression resolute.

Without any hesitation or reservation, she decisively and loudly announced to the world:

"My teacher, I'm in Baoding today!"

This last sentence, like a thunderclap, froze countless viewers from all over the world in place.

They stared in astonishment, mouths agape, speechless.

The Aurelion on screen displayed a completely different aura than before.

His heroic, dignified, and resolute appearance was so breathtaking that it made everyone feel somewhat suffocated.

The sight of Aurelion before them felt both familiar and strange.

At this moment, Empress Aurelion, who belonged to the Empire, had completely vanished.

The only one left was Viktor's student, Aurelion Thor.

As Heim Horn observed Aurelion's expression, a subtle hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

However, he quickly wiped away this look of admiration, and his face returned to a serious expression.

"Since you insist on this, we need not say more."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Haim Horn waved his arm.

As if receiving a command, the countless sorcerers present began to chant in hushed tones, uttering ancient and mysterious incantations.

Not only the ordinary monks around, but also the other councilors joined in the chanting of the ceremony.

Buzzing—

Accompanied by dense and intense chanting, the air currents in the high altitude seemed to be filled with light, trembling slightly in the silence.

Every inch of space seemed to ripple, beginning to twist high in the sky.

The next second, it was as if several holes of light were torn open in the sky, from which dazzling golden light burst forth.

Then countless meteors, enveloped in golden light, surged forth from it and violently bombarded the earth.

But Aurelion keenly caught these lights.

These weren't real shooting stars at all, but rather warriors in different shapes and sizes, all clad in armor.

They swooped down from the sky, their expressions resolute and their presence imposing.

Boom boom boom!

The light scattered and fell, the meteor struck the ground, stirring up dust and debris, and the light transformed into a misty haze that dissipated in all directions.

The meteor shower soon came to an abrupt end.

The broken pumice on the earth, or the space itself, was enveloped in a powerful yet fleeting light, appearing sacred and extraordinary.

It seemed as if shrouded in the morning mist of the rising sun, inspiring awe and reverence.

Countless soldiers stood motionless on the earth like statues.

Their bodies were wrapped in light patterns, their eyes shone with golden light, and they were extremely noble.

The next second, these heroic warriors made way for them.

From the depths of the crowd, a man clad in full flame armor slowly emerged, carrying a giant blade wreathed in flames on his shoulder.

He stood before the soldiers, like a general, exuding great authority.

Seeing this scene, Heim Horn, high in the sky, curled up a cold smile and let out a soft snort.

"And now?"

"No longer the emperor, how can you possibly withstand this army of thousands on your own?"