Following Guevilla's gaze, Yu looked at the tall purple figure in uniform standing behind Lorelei.

His purple hair almost reaching the ground was tied into a braided shape, but he didn't look rustic. He was wearing a purple short skirt with white edges, a purple beret on his head, and purple over-the-knee socks on his slender legs.

The girl dressed in purple, whether in terms of appearance or figure, is a great beauty with a mark of more than 90 points.

"Who are you?" You raised his eyebrows, looked at the purple-haired woman in surprise and said, he always felt that the other party seemed a little familiar.

Aware that You was asking herself, the purple-haired woman was slightly taken aback, stepped forward a little cautiously, took off her beret and bowed.

"The head of the Atlas Academy will add, Shion Eltram Atlasia salutes you, Your Majesty."

Yu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the other party seemed to be a tragic figure that Yue Ji had haunted, but Yu, who had long passed the age of being excited to see him, just smiled and nodded, asking him curious questions.

"Well, from the Atlas Institute, the representatives are quite diligent in changing. What about Peter who met me last time?"

"Mr. Peter Mezaha has died in the fight against civil unrest." Zi Wan paused and said helplessly.

"Civil strife?" Yu raised her eyebrows and said in surprise.

"Let me explain to His Majesty."

Guevilla sighed helplessly.

"Many of the senior figures of the Magic Association have carried out experiments on the transformation of dead disciples, which caused riots within the association when the Six Kings launched the city transformation ceremony. Thanks to it, many senior magicians of the older generation were held back. He kept his footsteps and even killed a lot."

"This is really..." Thinking of the church's use of the Six Kings to establish its supremacy, the corners of You's mouth twitched, revealing an expression of dumbfounding.

The three major forces of the Magician Association and the Church are all using the power of the Dead Apostles, and they have all been bitten back. It should be said that the world is worthy of the name of Zhu Yue!

"Hey, hey, let's talk about it for now, let's discuss how to fight." Narubalek said boredly.

Immediately, the people sitting in the chairs stood up and gave their seats to the three representatives of the Magic Association.

After Lorelei, Guevilla, and Ziwan were seated.

"Dawn, you are responsible for the specific matter, you explain." Narubalek clapped his hands and said impatiently.

"Ah, I see, Director." A brown-haired priest with a spiky head walked in with a helpless look holding a beige scroll.

"First meeting, Your Majesty." The priest named Dawn made a cross towards Yu and said respectfully.

"Dawn of the Technology Development Bureau? You actually came here." Yu looked at the priest suspiciously. This guy remembered that he was the director in charge of researching some of the "garbage" artifacts in the demon world that he had bestowed on the church? .

"I'm really honored that you can remember it. If I can, I don't want to come here. However, I never expected that I would be assigned by the Pope to be responsible for logistics."

Dawn smiled wryly for a year, while opening the scroll in his hand and laying it flat on the long table, occupying most of the area.

The texture of the scroll is somewhat similar to parchment paper, and there is a faint divine power on it, which is obviously a special prop made by the church.

Everyone's eyes were fixed, and they looked at the content depicted on the parchment in front of them.

It was a product similar to a 3D map. The mountains, rivers, forests, buildings, and roads were all very clear, as if they were scaled down on the map.

The map shows the appearance of Tokyo.

"This is part of the map of the continent drawn by the church's astrologer last year. Fortunately, the map is updated every ten years, just last year, and the error should be similar to the actual Tokyo." The tone standing behind Yu was a little rejoicing. explained.

"Everyone, please see, the red light on the map is a human being who has been turned into a dead apostle." Dwayne said with a serious face, pointing to the almost blushing Tokyo Metropolis.

Seeing this blood-red scene, everyone gasped in unison, and their faces suddenly turned ugly.

Although I understand that the 15 million people in Tokyo have almost been wiped out, it is only a verbal statement. Now I suddenly see the dense red dots, and I am naturally extremely frightened.

"It really is the map of Tokyo? It always feels like I'm playing an RPG game."

"Well, what time is it, and I'm still in the mood to joke." Tono Akiba complained in a low voice, but his tense face slightly slowed down.

Everyone present, except for a few with a cold face (a certain Lorelei, a certain style), their tense faces also slowed down.

Since the strongest person in the field has such a relaxed expression, at least the situation they are facing is not so bad, is it?

"The church has mobilized almost all the fighting members, a total of 1.2 million knights, 500,000 monks, and 300,000 agents. The total number of 1.9 million clerics has three lines of defense around the Tokyo circle."

Dawn pointed to the three circles on the map surrounded by white dots around Tokyo, and said solemnly.

Although it is said to have the disadvantage of dispersing its troops, the death of a virus-infected race such as the Dead Apostles will cause a town-level disaster if one goes out, so they can only divide their troops in desperation.

"After investigation by the prophets and the Spirit Vision nuns, Tokyo has the dual inherent barrier blessings of Wallachia Night and Fuhai Forest. We dare not attack rashly, but if the other party goes out of the circle, they will be in the knight order. Under siege, you will surely die."

Dawn recounted the current situation. The church is best at legion-level battles with a large number of people, and the divine power restrains him to death. Therefore, although the number gap is more than 7 times, the dead disciples really dare not rush out of the periphery. The circle and the church are deadlocked.

"The current situation should be in a stalemate." Dawn concluded.

"Fortunately, the people in the world haven't noticed the abnormality in Tokyo, but although things are going very smoothly, by means of magic, Tokyo is only blocked for three days at most, so we only have three days." Dawn said with a wry smile.

Everyone looked at each other, and Qi Qi let out a wry smile. It is a miracle to block an international city, which is still the capital of the country, for three days.

In fact, Yu knew very well that if it wasn't for Alaya's full cooperation, the magician wouldn't even be able to block the information for an hour.

"In the current situation, the members of the twenty-seven ancestors who are controlled by the Six Kings have not taken action, right?" Guevilla pondered for a moment, and said the topic that most concerned everyone.

The strength of the ancestor of the dead disciples is no joke, even if he was beaten up a lot by Yu, but the rest are not some fuel-efficient lamps. If you really want to fight, the loss is inevitable.

The reason why Guevilla, the old fritters, took the lead in raising this topic, naturally, was thinking of trying to save the magician in the wandering sea by mobilizing and arranging.

"Those ancestors of the Dead Apostles are entrusted to our Magic Association." A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Lorelei said directly.

As a lineage that hates the Death Apostles, the Bathermelo family would have been clamoring to kill all the Dead Apostles if it wasn't for the interests of the Clock Tower. Great opportunity.

Moreover, unlike the church that pursues unity and has little high-end combat power, the magicians who specialize in their own strength are naturally much higher in individual combat power.

To describe it, the knights and magicians of the church are the difference between ordinary soldiers and special forces.

So normally, magicians are basically used as sharp knives to stab into the circle of dead disciples in Tokyo.

Naturally, the Magicians Association had anticipated this for a long time, but because of concerns about mysterious leaks, they could only hold their noses and forcefully pat the magicians coming to the extreme east.

Guevilla reluctantly looked at Lorelei, who was in a hurry to respond to errands and dragged the Magician's Association into the water. Are you not afraid of the church's dominance after the war? You must know that even if a magician has many methods and a very high life-saving ability, it is extremely dangerous to break into the pile of dead disciples.

And this time, all the members of the Magician Association were recruited by force. If there were too many losses, it would not be fun if the church that was waiting to do their jobs would take the bottom line.

Thinking of this, Guevilla turned his gaze to Zi Wandao, who had fallen into contemplation after hearing the night of Wallachia. "What about Miss Ziwan's opinion?"

"I admire Miss Bathermelo's opinion." Zi Wan said quietly, her eyes full of hatred.

Guevilla: "..."

Yu could clearly see the blue veins bursting out on Guevilla's old face. It was obvious that the old gentleman was really angry when he faced his two pig teammates, but it was just because of his cultivation that he didn't have a seizure.