Transcendent Dawn

The Moric Empire, the imperial capital.

The former city of mercenaries, the city of fairness, has experienced the construction of the empire for more than two hundred years, and it has become the political and economic center of the entire continent.

Prosperous and towering marble buildings can be seen everywhere, merchants and nobles from all over the country flood the streets, humans and orcs coexist peacefully, bringing a strange scene of prosperity.

A carriage from the north, mixed with the caravan, easily passed the inspection of the city gate guards and entered the city.

The car window opened, revealing a young and handsome face.

"Taklaw, and Ilya...I will prove it to you...Legend of the Empire...heh..."

Phil whispered and closed the window.

...

night.

In the depths of the magnificent palace.

Jupiter sat quietly on the rocking chair, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The physique of a legendary warrior allowed him to retain his youthful appearance, and the effect would not dissipate until the moment before he died of old age.

Even so, his eyes are no longer young, with a sense of vicissitudes.

A person who has sat in the emperor's position for two hundred years, what conspiracy and tricks have he not seen? Enough for him to grow and mature.

Even, to a state where the heart is like stagnant water.

Even recently, some descendants began to scramble for power and profit, competing to perform in front of him like peacocks with their tails open. Jupiter knew why.

But he was already very tired, too tired to care about these things.

Now, the only thing that can make him pay attention is only one thing.

"The second obelisk...is it finally born?"

Jupiter sighed faintly: "Magicians... a group of people with mysterious powers, healing, flames, flying..."

He threw the information on the table next to him and shook his head: "This country,

It's about to change again! No... I won't allow it! The existence of extraordinary power is a mistake! Human greed is limitless, once you gain extraordinary power, you will want more... The group of magicians should not exist! "

As an emperor and a legend, he restricted the extraordinary power and the spread of obelisks, not because he was afraid that someone would surpass him, but because he was afraid that the empire would fall into turmoil again.

Jupiter looked at the void, his eyes were a little blurred: "Tavia, Timon, Vanda... Wait a minute, I will accompany you when I go out for the last time..."

"Hehe... Unexpectedly, our emperor, His Majesty, is such a sentimental person..."

At this moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded from the air.

"who?"

"There are assassins!"

"Protect His Majesty the Emperor!"

Around, a large number of superstring fighters emerged.

Many people looked up and saw a mysterious man wrapped in a black robe.

He was suspended in mid-air, like a god, overlooking everyone from a high position.

"Magician?"

Jupiter raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are very brave...you dare to appear in front of me."

"I once killed a hero, now I want to see, the power of legend!"

Phil's voice was low, and a ring of fire appeared around him.

He raised his staff, and a phoenix-like flaming bird emerged and rushed down amidst the high-pitched chirping.

The fire wave swept across, and the plants in the garden withered instantly, drowning Jupiter in the center.

He didn't seem to dodge, and he endured the full power of this spell head-on.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Phil's mouth curled up.

This is the fourth-level spell he developed - 'Phoenix Flames'! Based on the fire bird technique, the power has increased several times, enough to melt gold and fossils. Even if the hero is hit, there is only one dead end.

But the next moment.

puff!

Phil's eyes froze, and he saw a black shadow, breaking through the flames, and coming to him at a speed beyond imagination.

The flame burned on the opponent's body, but it couldn't hurt the opponent in the slightest!

The superstring warrior of the legendary level is completely two life forms from before.

Its immunity and resistance have achieved a qualitative leap!

This is a realm that Phil has never imagined.

Jupiter threw a punch with a blank expression on his face.

This punch was unremarkable, but the multiple 'atmospheric barriers' that Phil had set up in a row were violently broken, and the 'deflecting force field' had no effect, and the 'ring of resistance to fire' around him was even more direct. Get blown away.

Phil tried his best to fly backwards, but felt that his chest was still being hit head-on by a crashing car, and the sound of fracture came out clearly.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and like a kite with a broken string, it swayed and landed obliquely outside the palace.

Jupiter landed on the ground, ignoring the god-like eyes around him, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"He's not completely dead yet... find him, catch him!"

The emperor gave the order coldly.

A large number of guards just woke up from a dream and flew out.

"Flying? It really is a very troublesome ability... The second obelisk must be retrieved as soon as possible! My time...is running out."

Jupiter whispered to himself.

...

Jack collar, inside the mage tower.

Yi Liya, who was meditating, moved her eyes, and a magic item flashed on her body.

After she opened it, a voice came out, panting heavily:

"Ilya... sorry... I seem to be dying..."

"Phil, where have you been?"

Elijah asked quickly.

"I went to find the Mercenary Emperor... Ahem... The legendary power is really scary... Never, never confront him head-on, unless you have reached the fifth-level magister realm that the teacher said..."

"But...you don't have to be afraid...I can feel his vitality...it's almost the end..."

Phil's voice was intermittent, as if he was running fast.

"Phil..."

Elijah's eyes turned red.

"Flying can't effectively protect me. The legendary explosive power is too amazing...Although I made a mistake, I don't regret it...Ilya, there is one thing that I have always wanted..."

Snapped!

The aura on the magic communication device went out, making Illya's expression even more gloomy.

...

The imperial capital, the suburbs.

Seeing the man in black standing proudly on the edge of the cliff, the pursuers stopped.

"I... even if I die... I will do it in a heroic way!"

Phil laughed loudly, and jumped directly into the abyss regardless of the exhaustion of magic power and injuries in his body.

Seeing this scene, the pursuers looked at each other.

"what to do?"

"Fall from here and die."

"The opponent can fly after all, although it seems that he is seriously injured, maybe there is no way to do it."

"Hurry up and search for the corpse, this is His Majesty's order..."

...

History books.

Imperial Calendar, 215.

One of the three magic inheritors, Phil the "Firethrob" challenged the mercenary emperor and failed miserably!

The man fell into the abyss, and the follow-up search did not find the body. His life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown.