Anduin nodded, then asked casually, "Have you allowed the glory of the ancestral gods to descend upon this world?"
Such a light sentence made all the Med magicians tense up instantly.
They swallowed hard and didn't dare to answer, for fear that their answers would not satisfy Anduin and cause his anger.
Facing the trembling magician, Anduin shook his head. "I don't blame you. After all, this is a vast world with many alien races. It's understandable that you didn't immediately spread the glory of the Ancestral God."
"Yes, yes, thank you for your understanding."
Magician Med, standing by, said this repeatedly with a flattering expression on his face.
Anduin turned his head to look at the magician Med who was speaking, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Without seeing him make any movement, the magician Med suddenly screamed, and flames first spurted out from his seven orifices, then spread to his whole body, quickly burning him to ashes.
This scene made the surrounding Med magicians tremble instantly. If their robes were not covering their trembling legs, Anduin would have seen them.
Anduin still wore a smile, but his star-like eyes were icy cold. He whispered, "But it is precisely because of your inaction and weakness that I was brought into this world. It is necessary for me to personally spread the glory of the ancestral gods."
"Remember your identities. You are the people of the Ancestral God, members of the Med clan. The Med clan cannot be defeated by a group of dirty, ugly, smelly aliens!"
"Our enemies are only fit to become nutrients for nature, nourishing the earth. This is our punishment."
The sound was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly and distinctly.
Among the several supreme magicians of the Med clan, Anduin is famous for his madness and ruthlessness. He is not only cruel to his enemies, but also to his own people.
He hates all incompetent people!
As soon as Anduin finished speaking, all the Medes present put their legs together and shouted in unison, "Glory to the Ancestral God, and everlasting prosperity to the Medes!"
After shouting it three times in a row, the smile on Anduin's face softened. He turned his head to look at the portal and shook his head, "It's too small."
His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared above the city of Bandehill, looking down at the earth. The surrounding grassland was more suitable for him to perform.
Anduin raised his magic wand, and the gem on the top of the wand released a brilliant light.
There was a loud rumbling sound coming from the ground, and a seed sprouted from the ground. The sprout quickly broke through the soil, drilled out of the ground, and then grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the small sapling grew into a towering tree hundreds of meters high, with its dense canopy blocking out the sky and covering the area below.
After the giant tree grew up, Anduin landed under the tree and tapped the trunk lightly with his magic wand. The trunk began to wriggle, as if a huge portal frame had naturally formed.
The portal at this time was just a decoration. Anduin raised his magic wand again and kept writing runes on it.
The Med people in Bandehill City were afraid of something happening, so they quickly gathered people and went to the newly grown giant tree and surrounded it.
Anduin ignored everything else and focused on drawing the runes.
The teleportation magic circle runes that require hundreds or thousands of magicians to complete are not difficult for the Supreme Magician Anduin, and can be easily completed by one person.
It took Anduin half a day to build a taller and more efficient portal.
Standing in front of the teleportation portal, he inserted his magic wand into the ground and chanted the spell loudly. The magic circle emitted light and the teleportation circle was activated.
The magicians present heard the sound of orderly footsteps, and they knew who made those footsteps.
Divine Light Expeditionary Force!
The Med Legion directly under Anduin!
A terrifying army that has made countless military achievements for the Med people and is known to be invincible and never give up.
Anduin led the Divine Light Expeditionary Force to fight in all directions. Every warrior and magician in it was a powerful being. It was said that the weakest member of the Divine Light Expeditionary Force was a level 5 Med Mage.
Under everyone's gaze, an army slowly walked out of the portal. Their movement was not fast, but very heavy, carrying with them a boundless murderous aura.
Unlike what they imagined, the uniforms of this army were still the traditional costumes of Med Magicians and Med Warriors, but there were signs of patching on them, which were their medals!
It was nicknamed the Medal of War within the Divine Light Expeditionary Force!
In war, it is inevitable that they will be injured and their clothes will be damaged, but the Shenguan Expeditionary Force does not want to change into new clothes. They will replenish their own clothes, and these replenished parts are war medals.
For them, this is the best proof of their strength.
They do look a bit shabby, but if you add the evil aura they exude, it becomes extremely shocking.
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Castle of the Dead.
Li Ziyu returned from the White Tiger Empress. With the intervention of the High Priest of Moricia, the negotiations went very smoothly, and the Undead and the Orc Empire formed a strategic alliance.
Both Li Ziyu and the White Tiger Queen felt that they should unite to deal with the Med people.
From any perspective, the Medes are an extremely aggressive race with strong combat capabilities and a strong backing. If they fight alone, it's not to say they can't win, but the damage will definitely be great.
Even Li Ziyu did not intend to face the Med tribe alone.
As soon as he returned to the castle, he found Bepta standing on the roof of the castle, gazing into the distance, looking like a stargazer with a thoughtful expression on his face.
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