Eternals of the Wizarding World

The center of the City of Bloodlines is also the tallest building.

a conference room.

The dim light illuminated the faces of more than a dozen people. Everyone's faces were full of ugly and depressed faces. No one moved or made any sound, except for one or two coughs occasionally.

"What's the matter, are you all scared?"

At this time, a voice came, and everyone followed it.

An old man at the head of the table spoke up.

His hair and beard are grizzled, his face looks very old, his pupils are rare blue, he wears a silver hoop, and he is wearing a large warlock robe. It was him who made the sound just now.

"Lord Goring, stop joking. Now we are surrounded by the manticore family, and it will not take a few days to launch an attack." A warlock sighed.

"Indeed, the Manticore family is too powerful, how could we be opponents." Another warlock also said with a frustrated expression.

"Otherwise we will give them the green land."

boom!

The table was slapped suddenly, Goering looked at the crowd, and the aura of the real spirit suddenly erupted, and everyone's breathing was stagnant.

He looked around, and then said: "The Amina family has given up on us, but if we give up too, then everything will be over.

We can give them the green land, but as far as I know, the Amina family has already handed over the area of ​​Mercury House, so do you think they might agree to the condition of only the green land? "

As soon as the voice fell, everyone stopped talking.

They knew very well that Goering was right.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Goring asked after a few seconds: "By the way, have all the sub-towers been summoned this time?"

At this time, a warlock said: "My lord, our branches in various places have basically been summoned, so this time, a total of ten out of the Bloodline Tower area returned eight, and four out of the range returned one."

"Who didn't come back?" asked Goering.

"My lord, those who didn't come back basically refused to come back after hearing the news, and chose to wait and see." Warlock said.

Goring took a deep breath, concealing the anger in his heart, and said, "How many people came back from Fenta, and what is the specific situation?"

"My lord, I don't know much about this, but the basic divisions are all good and bad. Basically, there are a few third rings and a dozen second rings or less." Warlock looked up at Goring and found that his face was a bit dark, so Quickly added: "However, my lord still has three branches with good strength, and they are all here."

The Warlock looked back and winked, and the three Warlocks stood up immediately.

All three are men, one of them is tall, one looks low and a little wretched, and the last one is a thin man.

"Master Goring, I am from the Bloody City branch within the Tower of Blood. This time, there are ten third rings, thirty second rings, and fifty first rings. There are also a large number of apprentices." Warlock Road.

Goering nodded.

The Bloody City is the closest to the Bloodline Tower, and its strength has always been good. There are quite a few people who came back this time.

"My lord, I'm from the Yole Mountains branch. This time I brought back fifteen third rings, forty second rings, and a hundred first rings." The wretched warlock laughed.

Goering was even more satisfied.

The Yole Mountains said that the Bloodline Tower is a resource collection place, and the resources are quite rich, so it naturally became the most powerful branch of the Bloodline Tower.

"My lord, I am from the Silver Moon Forest Branch. This time there are only ten third rings, fifteen second rings, and fifty first rings." The skinny man seemed a little embarrassed.

"Not bad." Goering agreed, because this was the only one who came back from the sub-tower outside the range of the Bloodline Tower.

"I'm very glad that you are back. We will definitely win." Goering said something that he didn't even believe.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a sorceress walked in. It was Margo. She came to Goring and spoke to Goring in a low voice.

"What, you said that Alida is back!" Goring said suddenly, his eyes full of surprise.

The other people present raised their brows when they heard the name. After all, he is the only descendant of Goering, so everyone naturally knows him.

Everyone also knew that Alida had already been sent away to a branch that might not exist at all.

They didn't say anything, because all the high-level people present at the Bloodline Tower knew that they might not be able to survive this time, so most of them sent away some of their descendants. This Goering also allowed it. In order to preserve the future of the Bloodline Tower.

But everyone is very surprised, come back at this time, isn't that courting death?

"Where is Alida?" Goering also looked at Marg at this time and asked.

At this moment, the door opened again, and Alida came in, and said to Goring, "Grandpa!"

Looking at the familiar person and hearing the familiar voice, Goring covered his face with his hands.

"Alida, you shouldn't have come back." Goring said the same thing with complicated eyes.

"I finished the task, so I came back naturally." Alida said, looking at Goring.

Goring: ? ? ? ?

what task.

It took a few seconds for him to be uncertain: "You mean the West Coast sub-tower is still there?"

Alida:

Co-authoring you is really just to get me away, it's too much.

"Forget it, come back as soon as you come back, it seems to be fate!" Goring sighed deeply again.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't ask about the West Coast sub-tower, obviously he didn't care.

"Everyone, today's discussion is over for the time being, let's adjourn the meeting first." Goring stood up and said to everyone.

Everyone nodded, and then left one after another.

When that wretched warlock passed by, he even gave Alida a look with a half-smile in his eyes.

After several people left, only Alida and Göring were left in the room, and Margot also left.

"Alida, you have lost weight. It seems that you have suffered a lot during this journey." Goring came to Alida and patted her head.

"Grandpa!" Alida seemed a little dissatisfied with this.

"Hahahaha, Alida is no longer a child." Goring smiled all over his face, his wrinkles melted away, and the worries of the past few days seemed to disappear.

Alida also couldn't get angry in front of this familiar face.

"How is it? Is my little Alida going to the west coast well?" Goring sat back in his seat and asked.

"It didn't go well, but fortunately, the result is good." Alida smiled.

"Hey, it seems that the west coast is still too close." Goring muttered in a low voice.

But Alida didn't seem to notice this: "Grandpa, you don't know, I went to the West Coast branch this time, and they are amazing."

Alida was interrupted by Goring before she finished asking, "What about them?"

"Still on the way." Alida replied, and continued: "Grandpa, they are really powerful, you don't know they have."

boom!

The door suddenly opened, and Margo walked in, and said to Goering, "My lord, the manticores seem to have reached the outer forest."

"What?" Goring stood up abruptly, then looked at Alida and said, "Alida, you go to rest first, I need to discuss it."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation with your grandpa, but we don't have time." Margo apologized and turned to leave.

In the huge conference room, Alida was left alone in the blink of an eye.

Alida bit her lip.

Neither Grandpa nor Margot or anyone else took her affairs to heart at all.

Or look down on the West Coast.

"But Lord Eli is really strong!" Alida pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

Then he walked out of the room.

As soon as she passed a corner, she saw a wretched-looking warlock.

"Miss Alida!" Warlock smiled at Alida, but it made her feel uncomfortable.

"You are?" Alida frowned. She saw this person just now, but she hadn't.

"I'm the person in charge of one of the branches. I just saw that the young lady is very beautiful. Would you be interested in going for a drink?" The warlock's eyes shone with greed.

"No." Alida shook her head and refused, then turned and left.

A man's voice came from behind.

"Miss, not all branch towers are called branch towers. The ones with one or two true spirits can only be called strongholds. The ones on the west coast that have not been contacted for hundreds of years are not worthy of strongholds."

Alida turned her head, her eyes filled with anger.

"Miss, you shouldn't have come back." Warlock laughed like a mouse.

"Looking forward to the next meeting with Miss. I hope you don't reject me next time. Also, your figure is very good."

Alida didn't expect Warlock to be so frivolous, and the aura belonging to the second ring broke out, but was suppressed by another aura.

The Wretched Warlock is a three-ring warlock.

"Hey." Warlock smiled and left.

boom!

In the next second, he knelt down on the ground instantly.

The warlock looked confused, and then saw Alida coming to him, slapped him directly, and then left directly.

The warlock was stunned, he just fell down suddenly for no reason.

He looked at the back of Alida going away, burning with anger, and the coldness in his eyes was more than before.

"Thank you, Lord Hydera."

On the other side, Alida, who was walking around a corner, took a deep breath and thanked her pocket.

It was Hydera who did it just now.

Hydera in his pocket just closed his eyes silently, this was the task entrusted to him by the master, and at the same time a message was sent to Alida.

"The master will be here soon."