Black49

The Sorcerer kingdom was founded 800 years ago. In these 800 years, they have dominated the New World. It is now called the Sorcerous Empire. A lot has changed in eight hundred years. The New World is called now Nazar. 

 A strange structure suddenly appeared in a city located on the planet Nazar. From this many people came out and attacked the citizens of the Sorcerous Empire.

On the other hand, such a strange structure appeared on the planet called Earth. From where some Roman people came out and attacked them.

Many people on Earth who have been researching for many years whether life exists on another planet or not, what will they do?

 There are many mysterious places in the world. Many mysteries have not been solved yet.


What will people like Emroy, Hardy, Rory, Duncan, and Ral / La do? Those who consider themselves omnipotent, omniscient, or proud of their power.
 
When they face the real power.

A nation whose borders are wide in space.

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I will try to keep the balance

Gate: Thus the Intergalactic Sorcerous Empire Fought There

A Helicarrier under the sorcerous Empire Expeditionary Force.

The Helicarrier, a marvel of the sorcerous Empire Expeditionary Force, hovered in the air, its advanced sensors and scanners constantly monitoring the surroundings for any signs of danger. Commander William, a seasoned veteran of the Empire's military, stood on the bridge, his eyes fixed on the main screen as it displayed a picture of an unidentified flying object.

The object, which resembled a fighter jet, was approaching the Helicarrier at a rapid pace. William's expression turned thoughtful as he considered the implications of this unexpected development.

"These look like fighter jets," he said, his voice laced with concern. "But it's a matter of concern. It's impossible for the Saderan Empire to make such a thing."

The Slime operator, who was manning the console, looked up at William with a questioning expression. "What shall we do, Commander?" he asked.

William's eyes narrowed as he considered the options. "Sir Ragnarok's suspicions may be correct," he said finally. "There may be some advanced civilization behind all this. Fire the magical Bubble missile. We will capture them."

The Slime operator nodded, his tentacles moving swiftly over the console as he input the commands. The Helicarrier's magical systems hummed to life, and a burst of energy shot out from the ship's hull, propelling a magical Bubble missile towards the unidentified flying object.

The missile, which was designed to capture and contain rather than destroy, hurtled through the air, its trajectory locked onto the target. William watched intently as the missile closed in, his eyes fixed on the screen as it displayed the unfolding drama.

"Let's see what we're dealing with," he muttered to himself, his mind racing with possibilities.