Mizukage looked at the wizard towers in the distance, shook his head and sighed, and said, "The opponent is a white wizard, but now it seems that he is more like a black wizard than a black wizard. He just entered and looked at his clone. The meditation method he practiced seems to be a black wizard meditation method that is more powerful than your death meditation method. I guess it is unlikely that you will be able to take back the silver corpse. The tower will be refined in a while. If you want to deal with him now, you may have to send out a level 7."

"The wizard tower cluster formed by eight level six wizard towers is difficult to deal with even for level seven. Although level seven has mastered the rules and possesses disaster-level strength, these are level six wizard towers, and there are eight of them at once." Shi Liuwu's heart was bleeding.

If Dolai had been killed, all of these would have belonged to them.

The Mizukage sighed and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. We failed this time. There are countless forces in the dark world who will laugh at our Nightmare Empire. My Lord, you will be embarrassed and will probably face a heavy punishment. Let's face this first. I will report the situation here to the higher-ups later. You can decide whether to stay or go."

Shi Liusi took a fierce look at the non-existent valley and said, "I still have a few useful silver corpses. Although their combat effectiveness has decreased, it has not decreased much. After returning, their ranking will at most drop a little. It's okay. Let the ancestor punish me. I accept it."

The two of them talked for a while and then quietly left the wasteland.

They could imagine that before long, the entire Albis Mountains and the vast wasteland outside the Albis Mountains would belong to this new powerful man.

This new strong man will become one of the most powerful people in the Western Ring Continent.

This place will become the seat of a county, and the county lord will be this person, and it will be hereditary.

The two of them were unwilling to accept this.

…

After the eight wizard towers were connected, the entire valley was shrouded in the light of a magic circle. In the valley, all the undead below level six were shot to death, and the undead at level six were all gathered by the golden corpses at the entrance of the valley.

The wizard tower group's formation isolates the inside and outside, and these zombie corpses are completely out of control. The golden corpse calls out their names one by one.

Duolai was very satisfied with the harvest this time.

Eleven golden corpses are equivalent to having eleven more level six guards, which is really a great thing.

The Tower of Babel is a fusion of various rare metals. The tower body is sturdy, and with the blessing of spatial properties, it can be used to hit people in a mysterious and destructive manner.

I just don't know what will happen if it hits level seven. If the formation in the wizard tower is fully activated and hits with full force, I guess level seven won't be able to withstand it.

Dolai devoted a little bit of his energy to controlling his clone and began to refine these silver corpses, turning them into his trophies.

The battle between undead wizards ends like this: if you win, you can get everything from the opponent; if you lose, you will become a puppet.

It was their bad luck that they encountered themselves. If they had encountered someone else, they might have really been conquered.

Level six is ​​called the disaster level, and the same applies to the warrior side. With a few punches, it is not a problem to destroy a small hill. With so many undead besieging one's magic circle, one can still hold out for a while. This is the fundamental issue that ultimately determines the outcome of the battle.

Now it seems that no matter how well you practice witchcraft, it is still not as good as a large-scale formation.

Dolai thought of the last level of the Storm Meditation Method. There were so many densely packed wizard arrays in it that it was simply terrifying. This was probably the final essence of the wizard.

The previous levels are all paving the way for the last level. If you cannot cultivate to the last level, you will never be able to touch the true core of this world.

Thinking of this, he thought of the meditation methods he had at hand. At the last level, they all seemed to have similar effects.

If he wanted to build a territory, he naturally had to gather people of the same kind as himself. It would be best if they all practiced elemental meditation. Then he could build a territory belonging to various elements, which would be great.

The clone gathered all the silver corpses together and released auras of their skeletons, cleansing the auras of others on the silver corpses and infusing them with his own aura. At the same time, he received information from Baal.

He got into a fight with someone and said something to make them leave.

Dolai thought about it and wrote back to Bal, saying that all the wizard towers would be fully charged in ten days at most, and then they would just attack them directly, and anyone who dared not leave would be killed.

It can be said that the Alps are already under his control, and Dole is extremely confident at this time.

The weather in mid-August changed suddenly. It was sunny at noon, but in the afternoon a thick cloud floated over from the Beiyuan Mountains and, accompanied by strong winds, quickly covered the sky above the Albis Mountains.

Soon, strong winds mixed with heavy rain poured down, flooding the entire mountain range and wasteland.

In the wilderness, it was raining heavily. In the dark sky, lightning flashed through the rain curtain. All living things were dormant at this time.

With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning struck somewhere in the wilderness. The sky and the earth suddenly lit up, and then suddenly dimmed.

This flash of lightning was as abundant as the opening ceremony. Thunder and lightning kept falling from the sky, striking the earth fiercely, one after another.

One after another, each one was more ferocious than the last, as if that place had a grudge against the heaven and earth.

After hundreds of lightning strikes, the rain gradually stopped and the power of the thunder was not as strong, but it still only struck that area.

In the backyard of Gaopo, Alan and three others were sitting in a small tent, drinking coffee and chatting.

"The combined power of the eight wizard towers is estimated to be more powerful than the ordinary level seven. I am looking forward to Dolai showing his might and driving out all the level sevens inside." Alan took a sip and smiled calmly.

Akron nodded. "Although level seven is entering the rule level and can control part of the rules of heaven and earth, it is still a little behind the wizard tower in terms of power, especially above the hexagonal wizard tower. The energy contained in at least one wizard tower is dozens of times that of wizards of the same level, which is almost the same as level seven."

Allen nodded. "Now it all depends on Dolai's performance. If he can successfully capture the Albis Mountains, the Northwest Province will be his world, except for the Glorious Wizarding Union."

The other two agreed.

Unexpectedly, Dolai, who usually keeps a low profile, actually has such huge financial resources and energy behind him. Especially this financial resource is so powerful that it can kill people.

Although it was the money of everyone in the Tower of Babel, the amount was far beyond that of ordinary century-old nobles. It was terrifying.

The Wizard Tower itself is a place where money is thrown at people, not to mention that hundreds of millions of gold coins are taken out in one go. Just thinking about this number makes people envious and extremely frightened.

This is really like throwing money at people.

O'Doron nodded and said, "Then I will notify the legion first and ask them to hold off for now. Does Dolai need help?"

Alan nodded. It cost a huge amount of money for the legion to come here. According to the current situation, it is very likely that it will be of no use. It would be better not to come.