Something disappeared.

Ankenyn's great mage Luke Brewster, the Empire's great magician, realized in an instant that something was wrong.

He wore a robe covered with pyroxene and covered with layers of protective arrays, holding the staff in his hand tightly. Behind him, the magic embers that had just been released had not disappeared, and the huge roar and shock were still impacting everyone's cognition. Flashes of wind caused by the fall and impact blew past his body, making his robe buzzing. On the observation platform in front of him, people stood up, looked at him with admiration and awe, and applauded warmly. Those eyes had been enjoyed countless times since he became a magician.

However, these gazes never once made him feel scared like today.

Luke Brewster pressed his left thumb with his left hand hidden under the robe, which was the triggering command of the teleportation array he set. If everything was normal, his action would teleport him back to the mage tower, leaving a new legend on this viewing platform.

But nothing happened.

The magic circle was not activated, and the magic power that was once active around him disappeared without a trace. His robe was heavy and stuffy, and his staff became a little slippery because of sweating.

Nothing happened.

Luke Brewster smiled at the people on the watchtower and waved his right hand and the staff in his hands. People returned with his warmer applause and cheer. Ankenry bowed to him with pious actions, his Majesty Paul Gibson, the king of the Empire.

But nothing happened.

Luke Brewster repeated the action, he confirmed that his movements were accurate, he confirmed that every piece of pyroxene on his robe was full of magic, he confirmed that everything was in his best condition. After all, this was the Fire Festival, and he would never let himself make a fool of himself on such a festival.

But nothing happened.

Luke relaxed his fingers. In fact, he could feel it clearly that the connection between him and those pyroxene, those magic circles, and those powers for more than a hundred years was broken just now, just the moment he released the Tianhuo Falcon.

The feeling was clear, even though Luke Brewster was unwilling to admit it, even though he had tried various means countless times in secret, he still couldn't resist realizing an unacceptable fact.

His teleportation array, his power, everything he is proud of, and everything that makes him a magistrate disappear just now.

It was the third great demon tide.

A slight sweat oozed out from Luke's forehead. He was not a fool, but a fool who could become a magician. The third great demon tide that the Six Towers Council had always maintained high attention had actually come quietly today in this way.

That would be the end of magic.

Luke Brewster recalls the prophecy of legendary mage LudaChris.

The end of magic.

It is also the end of the magician.

However, compared to worrying about the future of magic, Luke was more worried about how to deal with the situation in front of him. Could it be that he, the great magician who had just released the forbidden spell magic, admitted in front of everyone that he had lost his magic power. When the third great demon tide came, he became an ordinary person like everyone else?

That definitely won't work.

Ankenriin's royal family has been suppressed by the Sanctioned Mage Tower for more than 800 years. Will they accept this fact with a smile?

Some solutions must be thought of. Luke tightened his left hand hidden in the robe. What solutions must be thought of.

The great mage Luke Brewster waved at the crowd again, and people gave him even greater applause. His mage tower supervisor, Brooklyn Arquette, was rushing towards him in the crowd, and something seemed to be happening.

In Luke's eyes, Brooklyn is becoming his turnaround. No matter what his bedmate and mage tower supervisor has to do with him, he can use this as a reason to stay and hide the fact that he can no longer use teleportation spells.

Luke walked down the steps step by step. His robe inlaid with pyroxene became heavy because he lost the effect of the gravity array. His body, which was nearly 150 years old, began to lose his power because he lost the support of his magic power. There was not much time left for him.

The people on the viewing platform were still standing, including the Emperor Paul Gibson, at the top of power, and people who thought they were qualified to communicate with him came to him.

"Congratulations, Lord Brewster, your magic today is simply an unparalleled masterpiece!"

Ankenyn's emperor, Paul, trotted forward, bent over and held Luke Brewster's right hand with both hands, with humble movements and respectful tone. Luke Brewster could not imagine what kind of face this person, as His Majesty, would have known that he had become an ordinary person.

Must return to the Mage Tower as soon as possible.

"It's just a normal magic."

Luke maintained his usual indifference and high profile. Except for His Majesty the Emperor, the others did not have enough courage to talk to him. They stood on both sides of Luke's path forward, and someone had already made way out of the way between Brooklyn Arquette and Luke. Brooklyn, who was always steady, ran to Luke with obvious anxiety. She didn't even stop and slow down her breathing, and threw out the news.

"Your Excellency Luna, Luna, she has sensed it!"

Brooklyn's words were like a new forbidden spell, and a burst of surprise and envy among all those who heard it. However, out of respect for Master Luke, they did not immediately start talking.

"Induction...is it...magic sensing?"

His Majesty the Emperor Paul Gibson still knew something about the things in the wizard tower. He guessed what Brooklyn wanted to say. Is that beautiful elementary apprentice, Luna Brewster, going to inspire magic?

"Yes, it's exactly what you think," Luke smiled happily. He was really happy this time. His mage tower director Brooklyn and the apprentice Luna gave him a perfect reason not to use teleportation magic.

"His Majesty the Emperor", Luke used a rare honorific, "I wonder if I can ask my apprentice and I to borrow your car. We need to rush back to the mage tower to prepare immediately. Luna's body cannot withstand the impact of the teleportation array now, and the carriage in the mage tower is far less comfortable than the royal family."

"No problem, Luna inspires magical sensing is the best news for us Ankenryin, you can use it casually!"

Paul Gibson responded with a smile, then turned to remind the followers behind him, "Did you hear it? Immediately prepare the car for the great magician Lord Luke, and use my one!"

The follower nodded. Paul Gibson chatted with Luke Brewster for a few more words before personally accompanying Luke to the place where he prepared the car. Brooklyn and Luna followed behind them, bowing their heads and silently. The effect of the forbidden spell magic continued, and the air was filled with the smell of burning sulfur. The thin, black debris floated in the airflow, some fell on His Majesty the Emperor, and some fell on the Great Magister Luke.

"Just go here." After stopping in front of the car, Luke turned around and said goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor, "I need to help Luna stabilize her magical sensing immediately, return to the mage tower to activate the magic circle, sorry to leave first."

"It's okay, your successor is the biggest good news for us Ankenryin." Paul Gibson smiled and bowed, sent Luke and his group into the carriage, and arranged for his own guards and entourage to accompany the Mage Tower. He watched the carriage leave Kanbukulun and walk onto the Mage Avenue before he fell silent.

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to go back, and the guests are still waiting."

The follower took a step forward and whispered a reminder.

Paul Gibson was silent, lowered his head, and his eyes looked at the black debris flying in the wind on the ground, and he replied in a short while.

"Did you see the black debris on the robe of Lord Luke?"

"Without authorization, we dare not look directly at the Magister."

Paul Gibson nodded and turned around.

"Let's go, let's go back."

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Maybe she saw her mentor or maybe she got on the carriage back to the city, Luna felt better. She calmed down and sensed the changes in her body, but found that the gap she felt before seemed to disappear again without realizing it.

Luna was a little panicked. If she had affected Your Excellency Luke's mood because of lying about military information, she would have died miserably. She looked up at Your Excellency Luke who had been silent in a panic, not knowing how to speak.

"Your Excellency Luna—"

Brooklyn was also concerned about Luna. Whether this little girl could activate magical sensing determines the future of Sanctions Mage Tower. She held Luna's hand in one hand and touched Luke's hand with the other, hoping to wake Luke from silence. What surprised her was that Luke's fingers were cold and not as warm as before.

"Brooklyn, Luna", Luke raised his head, his face pale, and sweat slid down his cheeks. Brooklyn had never seen Luke like this, and it took her a little effort to realize that it was a expression called fear.

"Listen well, no matter what you hear, you are not allowed to speak out. What I will say next determines the future of our entire Sanctions Mage Tower."

Luna and Brooklyn nodded at the same time, and for some reason suddenly felt a little scared.

Luke looked at Brooklyn, then Luna, lowered her eyelids and said softly.

"Just just now, the third great demon tide came."

"ah!!"

Luna and Brooklyn let out a short scream at the same time, and then they immediately controlled themselves and looked at their mentor in panic.

"Really? Your Excellency the Tutor?"

Luke smiled helplessly. He lifted up his robe, "Do you think I will lie to you?"

Luna and Brooklyn looked at the inside of Luke's robe at the same time, where there should be countless radiance flowing, indicating that the magic circles that Luke carried with him were operating normally. Unless the magic circles died, the magic circles would never stop. But now, the familiar lights disappeared, and the inside of the robe was pitch black.

"This... is actually true..." Brooklyn murmured to himself. Luna was even more frightened. The third great demon tide, the doomsday of the magician?

At this moment, Luna felt like she had turned into a duckweed, lonely and helpless.

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The emperor's car drove into Roswell two hours later. At this time, the three people sitting in the car had already calmed down. The arrival of the third great demon tide was irresistible and could not be resisted by human power. All Luke and his two apprentices could do was to preserve the glory of the mage tower as much as possible after losing the extraordinary power of the mage.

"I'll say it again. When we return to the Mage Tower, we will prepare immediately. In the afternoon, using Luna's magical induction as an excuse to invite Paul Gibson to come, kill him, and take back the executive power over this country-"

Luke confirmed their plans with his two apprentices for the last time, but suddenly, with a slight squirting sound, Luke felt a slight pain in his chest. He subconsciously covered his chest, lowered his head in surprise, and saw the blood gushing out from his chest and fingers.

"This is...how..."

Luke was a little confused. The pain in his chest could not overshadow the huge absurdity in his heart. What was going on? Brooklyn and Luna had already seen the wound on his chest and made irrepressible screams. Luke used his blood-donating hands to signal them to be quiet, turned his head to search, and finally found a small round hole in the car window. At the edge of the hole, some wood chips were shaking as the vehicle progressed.

"This is...what...weapon..."

Luke began to cough violently, and his blood came out of his chest and mouth and nose as if he didn't have money. It had never been produced for more than a hundred years. The fear of death made Luke Brewster panic and helpless at this moment. He reached out his hand in vain and waved it in the air, not knowing whose hand he grabbed, his hands were warm and soft.

Luke Brewster fell down powerlessly. Brooklyn, the director of the wizard tower, held him in his arms. His apprentice Luna covered her mouth with her hands, and tears gushed out from her green eyes like a fountain.

"...Remember, you must... be killed... protect..."

With a huge choking cough, Luke Brewster's eyes lost their spirit. He stared at the beautifully decorated ceiling of the carriage, and bright red blood leaked from under his body, wetting Brooklyn's clothes and his mage robe covered with pyroxene.

In the wide and gorgeous carriage, there were almost inaudible and faint crying sounds.

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Daisy Richardson was not sure that she had achieved her goal until she saw the figure falling in the scope. Apart from magic, there was never any weapon that could attack so far, nor the experience of dealing with snipers. So, she had plenty of time to clean up the scene and leave.

The sniper rifle that Gastens helped Daisy complete was powerful. Daisy fell in love with it after several test shots in the suburbs. For her, this was the work of her dead brother and her lover who was about to be sentenced to hang. She wanted to use this gun to avenge her brother and lover.

Daisy is not a wizard and has no ability to rescue Gastens from prison, but she doesn't want to do anything and watch Gastens die. So she decides to use this gun and do something within her ability.

The steam sniper rifle is very powerful, but it is not enough to penetrate the magician's protective array, so Daisy decided to assassinate the emperor when His Majesty returns to the city after the end of the Fire Festival. Only in this way can Gastens's execution be suspended before the new emperor takes office. Only by suspending the execution can she find a way to save Gastens.

The assassination went unexpectedly, Daisy just calibrated the distance and pulled the trigger. After a loud roar, the black shadow in the emperor's carriage fell down.

Daisy sat upright, skillfully dismantling the long sniper rifle. She wrapped the parts one by one and carefully put them into her backpack. She picked up the black robe that Gastens gave her, draped it on her body, lowered the hood, confirmed that no one could see her face, closed the window, and left the room.

The figure in a black robe turned around the corner, walked down the stairs, and disappeared among the bustling crowds of Roswell.

Brother, go all the way.

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Daisy didn't know that the shot she intended to assassinate the emperor declared the end of one era and the beginning of another in a way that surprised everyone.

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Volume 1, the last Age of Magic, finished.
Chapter completed!