716: Chapter 227 Gracefully Looking Southeast, A Song of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix (Part 1)_1 716: Chapter 227 Gracefully Looking Southeast, A Song of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix (Part 1)_1 At the forefront of the formation stood Chief of the Dwarven race, Rutz, acpanied by the Four Elders of the Dwarf Tribe, all of whom had already arrived.
Next to the Dwarven formation, there was a paratively small but exceptionally burly formation.
A total of one hundred Goblin Rippers stood silently in place, each resembling a towering fortress of steel.
Their colossal stature was hardly inferior to that of the Behemoth Beasts.
What was even more astonishing was that each Goblin Ripper carried a massive crossbow on their back with ten thick arrows, three meters in length and as thick as an arm.
The tips of the arrows flashed with exquisite magic patterns, indicating that these arrows bore unknown magical effects.
Atop the foremost Goblin Ripper sat Guru, the first Elder of the Goblin Tribe.
Today, he sported a human suit, which, although custom-tailored for him, still looked somewhat discordant on his gaunt frame.
On the other side of the Goblin formation were three massive formations of Druids: the towering Claw Druids, the somber and cold Raptor Druids, and the Tree Spirit Druids emanating fierce and sharp energy.
bined, the three great Druid formations nearly occupied one-third of the platform’s perimeter.
In stark contrast to the Druids’ grandeur, the small formation made up of fifty Elf Nature Mages seemed much more delicate.
However, no one dared underestimate them.
The reconstruction of the Elf Forest was largely credited to these Nature Mages, over half of whom possessed the strength of Sorcerers.
With them around, it would be difficult for any warrior to meet death.
Adjacent to the formation of the Elf Tribe was a human formation, consisting of four rows, all with black hair and dark eyes.
They wore light armor, custom-made by the Dwarves, with high magic resistance and defense capabilities, and each carried a longsword on their back.
Unlike traditional heavy swords, their weapons were simply styled single-handed swords.
There were only four hundred individuals in this formation.
However, if anyone realized that the strength of these four hundred had reached at least the intermediate Green rank, with one in four achieving the Blue rank, they would not be taken lightly.
The colors of the armor in the four-column formation were different, corresponding to red, blue, green, and yellow, representing the Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju of the martial arts sects among the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.
Beside them stood another hundred-member team.
Apart from the eleven blue-clad young ladies at the front, every member held a special object, including painting brushes and chessboards.
What was mon among them was the faint magical fluctuation emanating from their bodies.
They were Mages from the Four Magic Sects.
Further along, closest to the red carpet and most striking among the formations on either side of it, stood 300 Grim Reaper Dragon Wolf Cavalry, forming an iron division.
Rider and Dragon Wolf seemed as one, their murderous aura earning the silent admiration of the other formations familiar with their strength.
This was an army honed in steel and blood, the sharpest blade of Qin City.
They were the personal guard of Lord of Qin City, Ye Yinzhu.
Although their captain, Ye Hongyan, was just one step away from entering the Purple rank, it was monly acknowledged that this cavalry could sweep any other formation of equal numbers on the continent, save Faran’s Holy Knights.
On the other side of the red carpet, the most majestic formation of all stood still.
Led by three Golden Behemoth and three Polar Ice Demon Apes, a hundred-member Behemoth Beast battle formation awaited in silence.
Without making a sound, their heavy breathing alone was enough to unsettle onlookers.
Each Behemoth Beast was outfitted with simple armor cast from fine iron, protecting their shoulders, chests, and lower bodies.
Each set of armor weighed over three thousand jin, but for the formidable strength of the Behemoth Beasts, it was negligible.
These pieces of armor were made of mon fine iron, yet the Magic Formations etched by Dwarf Clan Masters within could significantly reduce magical damage, effectively elevating the already terrifying bat power of the Behemoth Beasts.
Indeed, this was an invincible land force!
Woo—, the horn sounded, carried by the fresh morning air as if to awaken the entire Burna Mountain Range.
Everyone’s spirits were lifted.
Although the time was a bit early, this moment held an extraordinary significance for every person of Qin City.
Most of the Qin City Warriors standing here had fought alongside that man, endured life-and-death trials, and experienced all the good he brought.
Without him, there would be no strong Qin City today, no day with so many mighty gathering together.
Forty Mages from the Scripture Clan of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans simultaneously raised the painting brush-shaped Magic Wands in their hands, and one brilliant character after another took shape under their strokes, ascending into the air.
Each character transformed into a spectacular spell, lighting up the not fully bright dawn sky and bursting midway into the air like smokeless fireworks.
Even grand empires like Milan and Landias could not mand Mages to release magic like fireworks.
But in Qin City, the Mages of the Scripture Clan willingly did so for the Regent they most admired, without a word of plaint.
The magic fireworks rose without pause, with everyone present being a carefully selected expert from the Four Magic Sects, at least of the Green rank or higher.
Each magic firework became exceptionally brilliant.
Under the leadership of Wang Xi, Head of the Scripture Clan, they perfectly interpreted the beauty of fireworks.
Head of the Hua Sect lifted his Painting Brush and shouted to the thirty disciples behind him, “It’s our turn.”
Painting magic was far more plex than the Scripture Clan’s elemental magic, and the Hua Sect disciples released magic at a much slower pace.
However, when the first Hua Sect disciple pleted their spell, the various races of Qin City couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.
The magic released by the Hua Sect depicted magical beasts posed of magic elements.
Aside from being formed of energy, these magical beasts looked incredibly lifelike, soaring into the air with the force of elements, crossing the sky, and, alongside the Scripture Clan’s magic flames, adding even more splendor to the skies above Qin City.
The people of Qin City witnessed the marvelous magic of the Scripture and Painting Clans from the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans for the first time, and exclamations of wonder sounded one after another.
Such magic was truly miraculous.
In the center of the platform, a noblewoman of peerless beauty had quietly appeared at some point.
Dressed in a pure white gown, her grace and nobility were subtly released, exuding the pure essence of nature.
By her side stood an elder with a simple, aged face, garbed in a crisp pale yellow robe.
Although he seemed somewhat mismatched next to the woman in white, they respectively represented two of Qin City’s major powers.
Supreme Elder Wei Ming raised both hands and pressed down gently, and the magic flames ceased.
All eyes were now focused on the stage.
With a gentle smile, Anya projected her voice, amplified by Douqi, for all to hear, “Today is a special day, and also the most joyous day since the establishment of Qin City because today, our supreme ruler, the Zither Emperor, is getting married.”
A cheer like a landslide and tsunami erupted from every direction of the platform, and the festive atmosphere enveloped the entire Qin City valley.
Anya continued, “Due to some special reasons, we were unable to invite all citizens of Qin City to join us in congratulating the newlyweds.
In accordance with the will of His Excellency, the Zither Emperor, this wedding will be kept simple.
I have known Yin Zhu for many years now, and when I first met him, he was a pure and innocent young man, freshly departed from his home and confused about everything.
Watching him walk step by step to where he is today, I’ve seen the hardships he’s faced and his unceasing efforts.
Without him, there would be no Qin City as it is today, and we would not have such a wonderful home.
Today, Yin Zhu is getting married, and as his sister, I am genuinely happy for him.
I hope he will always be happy.
Now, please wele our groom to the stage.”
The moment Anya finished speaking, the magicians of the Scripture Clan released their magic once again.
This time, it was a series of explosive flames from the Fire Attribute, igniting the sky with dazzling light and thunderous booms that reverberated throughout the Burna Mountain Range.
The fifty Elf Tribe nature mages had begun chanting quietly as Anya started speaking, and strands of clear green light gently infused the ground just as the Scripture Clan mages unleashed their explosive flames.
The Eastern Dragon soldiers stationed on both sides of the red carpet stepped back three meters and shouted in unison, “Please wele His Excellency, the Zither Emperor.”
Ye Yinzhu stepped out of the Lord’s Mansion, silently admiring, Sister Anya, is this the simple wedding you spoke of?
Though I cannot see, how could I not feel such grand arrangements?
He understood that Anya and Elder Wei Ming had gone to such lengths for his and his wives’ sakes, and he was deeply moved and excited.
Today, Ye Yinzhu was dressed in a black robe, a garment that Supreme Elder Wei Ming and the elders of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans had custom-made for him.
The black robe was embroidered with nine resplendent Golden Dragons – not the dragons that moved like big lizards from the Seven Dragon Cities, but divine dragons with camel heads, snake bodies, deer antlers, turtle eyes, fish scales, tiger paws, eagle claws, ox ears, and the five claws beneath their bellies.
According to Supreme Elder Wei Ming, this was the Divine Dragon Ancestor of the Eastern Dragons.
Wearing the Nine Dragon Robe was an honor traditionally reserved for the emperors of the Eastern Dragons, but an exception had been made for Ye Yinzhu’s wedding to his wife, who was the sole descendant of the Dong Long Imperial Family.
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The 12:05 p.m.
enhancement meeting tomorrow night will be held as usual.
Friends are wele to attend.
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