The sea area east of the Golden Tower City.

The waves are rough.

A fleet of huge dragon boats suppressed the turbulent ups and downs and sailed through the waves as if it were flat ground.

This was a fleet with an extremely strange composition. Apart from a dozen sloops of war used for escort, the rest were all gigantic transport ships.

At a glance, these ships were probably carrying nearly 10,000 people. The scale of the migration of some small countries was probably similar.

Griffins took off from the surrounding frigates, soared in the air, and then landed, driving away the harpies and Hekna who had heard the news. They were actually guarding this fleet.

Even more bizarre than this fleet is the wind in this sea area. The turbulence that terrifies all offshore fishermen is actually very kind to this fleet. The sails of each huge transport ship are fully inflated in the direction of their advance, and the wind direction does not even deviate from the route in the slightest.

Mossak led a group of druids in rough leather robes, chanting at the bow of the flagship and controlling the weather.

East held the Dusk sword at his waist and crossed over him, using his right hand to make a shadow over his forehead.

The King of the Islands stared at the sky in a trance. A huge teleportation array was gradually lowering in altitude. Its outline was gradually obscured by the cliffs and mountains on the coastline, but through the edges of the jagged rocks, the aurora-like ribbons emanating from the portal could still be seen.

Not only East, but everyone within a ten-mile radius could see this spectacle, with the residents of the Golden Tower City directly below being the hardest hit.

Their moods varied.

"It's so beautiful! Is this magic?" East exclaimed sincerely, "I really should let Geralt's poet friend sing a song here, or let Alice paint a picture based on this scene."

“It will definitely become a masterpiece that will be passed down from generation to generation!”

Mossak shook his head after hearing what East said: "The beauty of magic is not in this aspect. But it is undeniable——"

When he thought about the Golden Tower City below the portal and what was on the other side of the portal, the old druid couldn't help but sigh:

“It’s really beautiful.”

East nodded happily after receiving the approval. "It's a pity that the cliffs block our view and we can't see what's going to happen soon. Kratz, blow the horn!"

"Adjust the direction and get as close to the coastline as possible to shorten the straight-line distance to the Golden Tower City."

"We need to give the warlocks some teleportation magic for a while to save as much mana as possible!"

Before he finished speaking, bright emerald light suddenly appeared around him.

Lann stepped out, smiled at East and Mossak, patted the ground, and dozens of light spots lit up around him.

After using the self-torture trick and having their injuries healed by the Ain El tribe, the unicorns appeared one after another.

Lann had just made a trip to the Land of Armorwood, and had used a combination of the [Teleport] and [Crossover] skills to bring them back to this world, to prevent Avallac'h from finding anything wrong and killing them to vent his anger and extract their materials.

"Are these... the 'few' people?" Easter was careful with his wording and looked at the unicorns with curiosity and restraint. "Thank you for your help."

【The Ancient Blood is right, we have a common enemy.】

The voice rang directly in East's mind, causing the King of the Islands to be surprised again.

Lann looked around at the fleet and turned to ask, "Is there any problem with the war on the front line?"

Mossak took over the conversation: "It's not much different from when you left. Nilfgaard has long been tired of fighting us, and now Vissegid is in charge. He has completely reduced his defenses and no longer launched attacks, which is exactly what the southerners want."

"We were able to squeeze out this force to carry out this operation. The departure of the force did not attract the attention of any southerners. After we completely destroy the Golden Tower City, Vissegid will use the remaining troops to launch a general attack when the enemy's morale is in chaos."

"We can also cooperate with their actions from the rear and completely tear open the nest in the south." East sighed, "Everything will be over soon."

Lan nodded.

The corners of the mountains began to shine with exaggerated brightness, and occasionally there were storms and lightning. The battles of the Ain El tribe were not limited to swords, but the defense force of the Golden Tower City as the capital of the empire was also second to none.

I heard from Fringilla that the Empire's Magic Research Institute is in the Golden Tower City, and there are many warlock troops stationed there to maintain logistics. They should all be involved in the battle now.

"Are we going to face a completely destroyed Golden Tower City?" Easter suddenly asked Lan.

Lan shook his head. He had already obtained the information from the unicorn.

"Ain El allowed magic to take root in the military, but it only popularized external items such as alchemical equipment. As for the ability to cast spells, they just don't have it, so at most they are just a group of elite soldiers with particularly good equipment. In a one-on-one situation, they are probably no different from elite demon hunters who haven't undergone a second mutation."

Lan thought for a moment and added, "A rich demon hunter who can't cast a sign."

“That’s a legion-level number of demon hunters. They’re powerful enough even without signs.” Easter sighed sincerely.

"But during the years of being trapped in the world, their resources have been concentrated on the research and development of space shuttle. Only tens of thousands of royal guards have such power, and the remaining soldiers cannot get such resources."

"Even the royal guards, the equipment they are wearing now may have lost power due to lack of maintenance."

Lann shook his head, turned around, and signaled the messenger to blow the horn: "The battle is almost over now. We have to act before the elves react and prepare to retreat!"

"Woo——" a melodious horn sounded.

In response to the horn, the next second, one portal after another opened behind Lann, and one warlock after another stepped out.

There are Triss and Yennefer, who have long been familiar to us, as well as Tissaia and Keira, who were absorbed after the fall of Aretuza three years ago.

At a glance, there are nearly twenty warlocks at the royal advisor level, including stronger senior warlocks like Tissaia, Yennefer, and Triss.

Behind them, more former Aretuza warlock students and former students of Ben Ade Magic Academy who had already mastered the spell of teleportation appeared one after another.

Even though there are still a large number of warlock students who are not suitable for fighting in the battlefield remaining in Cintra, the number of spellcasters here has exceeded one hundred.

This is Lann's warlock unit!

"Prepare for action. All students stay here and wait for our signal to open the portal together." Lann glanced around and said, "Ace, you will be in charge of commanding them."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the attendant shouted excitedly. He knew what he would be involved in, and at this moment there was nothing but enthusiasm in his eyes.

"As for you all... come with me to explore the way first." Lan looked at Triss and the others.

Lann closed his eyes and saw that the several marks he had placed in the Golden Tower City were indeed close together at this moment.

【Teleport】

…

With a loud "bang", the dust particles above the head fluttered down under the huge impact.

Perhaps a building collapsed on top of them, or some giant creature stepped on them. But no matter what, Fringilla knew that the battle on the ground was definitely not something they should participate in.

As soon as the huge portal was opened, Fringilla cast a small teleportation magic to bring herself, three vampires and the unicorn to the basement in the city.

The mansion of the vampire nobles was reduced to ashes immediately after the arrival of the Ain El elves, but this basement was able to protect them temporarily.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to escape, but she knows her mission is not over yet.

A bright emerald light lit up next to Fringilla, startling the suspicious vampires.

The sorceress breathed a sigh of relief.

Lann's voice emerged from it, and Fringilla bowed respectfully to Lann: "Your Majesty Lann."

"Take me to the place I asked you to find, and the plan will continue."

Without further ado, Fringilla cast the teleportation magic again upon hearing this, and brought everyone to another corner on the edge of the city.

With a "boom", before they landed, Lann opened his defense first.

[Quen's Seal·Active Shield·Quen Strengthening·Quen Release]!

An elf soldier who came from nowhere hit Lann's protective shield like a rag bag. At the same time, the same amount of impact was transmitted from the protective shield to the body of the elf soldier. The multiple forces tore at the elf soldier's body and directly crushed him.

Lann looked towards where the elven soldiers were flying from, and saw a team of crossbowmen staring at his direction in amazement, with a very familiar-looking fire scorpion crossbow next to them.

Oh, so the elf soldier just now had a crossbow stuck in his body?

【flash】

Lann disappeared and reappeared without a trace of blood on his body.

He looked back and saw that the place where Fringilla had teleported from was supposed to be a villa, but now it had become a ruin.

"How is it?" he asked Fringilla Vige who was checking the ground.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. This place has been destroyed." The sorceress lowered her head. "The engraved magic circle is completely unusable, but the magic materials stored here can still be used to help cast magic later."

The task that Lann gave to Fringilla was to store auxiliary materials for spellcasting and engrave magic circles in various places in the Golden Tower City.

However, considering the current chaotic situation in the Golden Tower City, most of the buildings used to hide magic arrays and materials will probably be destroyed.

"Fortunately, we have more than one place prepared," said Fringilla.

The teleportation magic was activated again, and the positions of several people were transferred one after another.

After four transfers, they finally arrived at a villa that had not been affected yet.

Lan nodded with satisfaction. If their luck was so bad that all the magic circles were destroyed, things would be much more troublesome later.

【Teleport】

Lann tapped the ground, and the warlocks led by Tissaia suddenly appeared here. Then he opened the protective shield again, protecting the warlocks firmly inside.

"Everyone, you can start now."

…

The noble class in the North has always looked down upon warlocks, and there is a reason for that.

In a sense, warlocks are not good at fighting. They are more like a group of "scholars" who study magic rather than "warriors".

They learned how to control chaotic energy and extended it to various fields such as biology and physics, and researched various types of magic. The so-called "killing spells" were just a by-product of these studies. Even only a small number of warlocks would seriously learn specialized spells with direct killing power.

Because these spells are likely to backfire on the caster due to poor control.

The pampered warlocks rarely delve into combat, which often leads to their deaths in rather funny ways: such as from stray arrows or killer daggers.

But now, there is a group of warlocks who are prepared, in the center of the enemy, protected, and have sufficient spellcasting materials and even magic circles to provide chaos energy.

They began to cast spells.

A legion commander of the Ion El elves suddenly felt that the energy around him had changed dramatically.

A portal suddenly opened beside him, but what came out was not a person, but a huge rock carrying terrifying wind pressure!

The Elf Legion Leader roared and used a teleportation spell to avoid the stone, but the guards around him were not so lucky and were all crushed into minced meat.

The angry Elf Legion Commander looked around and found a catapult on the city wall not far away. At this moment, the surrounding gunners were reloading the catapult with stones, and a warlock opened a portal on the path of the stones and was chanting in his direction.

Sure enough, another portal appeared in front of him.

What the hell is this city? Why are there so many large siege equipment and warlocks in it? And why are we here? !

The stone bullet just fired from the gun carriage was enough to destroy a building. At this moment, with the help of the warlock, this force was not reduced by gravity in the slightest, and all came towards this side through the portal!

Damn it! There's no way to hide!

The Elf Legion Leader's eyes were bloodshot.

However, the next second, a beam of lightning with incredible power fell from the sky and actually penetrated the stone bullet directly, smashing it to pieces!

Boom!

No, this was no longer lightning, but a materialized lightning column! The dazzling light even made the Elf Legion Leader's eyes feel like they were burning!

However, before he could feel the relief of surviving a disaster, another beam of lightning descended, this time on his head.

Boom!

He and his armor were reduced to ashes, and the catapult and gunner not far away followed suit.

The sky was covered with dark clouds within two breaths, and the sun seemed to be swallowed up and no light could be seen. Twisted lightning snakes shuttled between the clouds, blending with each other until they expanded to a level that the clouds could not bear, and then they came crashing down!

Boom!

More than twenty northern warlocks gathered together, chanting spells like a hymn, and the magic circle on the ground emitted a light that was no weaker than lightning.

There are no less than ten magic gems embedded in the various nodes of this magic circle!

There were countless such magic arrays in the Golden Tower City. Even if the runes used for communication were destroyed, the material itself could still communicate this magic and become part of the lightning in the sky.

This is the [Alzu Thunder Spell] performed by more than 20 high-level warlocks!

BOOM!!!!!!!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, but the Golden Pagoda City under the clouds was still as bright as day!

…

Near the sea, the sky is clear.

It seemed as if all the clouds within a twenty-mile radius were sucked away by the small area above the Golden Tower City.

The lightning was reflected in East's eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "How beautiful!"