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Chapter 716 The Four Horsemen of Famine, Plague, War, Death, and Apocalypse have arrived!

 The Lord of Thunder frowned slightly and stared closely at his disciple. Gretel, regardless of how serious the teacher looked or whether there was any doubt in his eyes, said everything like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube:

"I know what Mrs. Endor saw! A volcano, it must be a volcano! Compared with what I perceived during the advancement process, only volcanoes can look like this!"

The Lord of Thunder nodded slightly. The blood of the goddess dyed the sky red, which can be understood as the earth cracking open and bright red magma spraying into the sky;

Endless crying, after a large-scale volcanic eruption, there will usually be heavy rain around the volcano, mixed with lightning and thunder;

But……

"What does the volcanic eruption thousands of miles away have to do with us here? The big magic circle expanded to its limit, and eight legendary mages were used to guide its power. Only then did we see that the volcanic eruption, even if it was an earthquake, would not affect us!

"

"It will affect you, teacher!" Grete said anxiously:

"Mrs. Endor said that the entire sky is shrouded in bright red and never retreats all year round. This means that volcanic ash is ejected high into the atmosphere and follows the atmospheric circulation to cover the sky and block the sun."

He didn't care about the consequences of being noticed by the teacher. With a wave of his hand, [Silent Phantom] outlined a large sphere. The mountains were towering, the clouds were rolling, and the atmospheric circulation and cold and warm ocean currents were running on the surface of the sphere.

A mushroom cloud exploded high, spitting out countless dust, spread, spread, filled the entire northern hemisphere, and filled the sky over the mainland and the Kingdom of Kent.

"Teacher, if the power of the volcanic eruption is strong enough, if the volcanic ash spewed is enough, if even the sky here is covered, famine will really come next year!"

Traveling back to the world before, in 1815, the Tambora volcano in Indonesia erupted. It was one of the largest volcanic eruptions in history. The volcanic ash spewed went straight into the stratosphere. As far away as London, England, you can see the volcanic ash caused by the eruption.

Colorful sunset.

The following year, that is, 1816, the entire northern hemisphere had an abnormal climate, with severe low temperatures... snowfall in June and frost in August.

In Asia, Europe, and even North America, agricultural production was severely affected and widespread famine occurred. That year was known to history as the "Year Without Summer."

Combining the eruption of the volcano, the red sky that never recedes all year round, and the omen that still shocked the prophecy legend even though it was thousands of miles away, the first thing Grete thought of was that the Year Without Summer would come again.

"Famine, great famine, in the most serious case, it can be a famine covering several continents..." Gretel's tone became more and more urgent:

"Not only will grains not grow, but even grass will have a hard time growing. People will be short of food, and livestock will starve to death in large numbers! In addition, there will be unusually cold temperatures in the summer, and then the plague will follow, and the people fleeing the famine will also aggravate the plague.

correct!"

He took two quick steps and stared at the top of the map, the Black Gate Peninsula, and the great wilderness further east:

"Our allies, dwarves and barbarians, are less able to fight famine and will suffer greater losses! Teacher..."

Famine and plague. The two are superimposed. People who suffer from disasters are likely to start a war at all costs in order to survive;

And even if there is no war, there is a high probability that the first two will lead to death in the final outcome.

As if a shrill horn sounded in Gretel's ears, he saw four war horses galloping from the horizon. White horse, red horse, black horse, and green horse.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are here!

The Lord of Thunder's face became more serious than ever before. He stared at the sphere summoned by Gretel, at the snow caps at the north and south ends, at the towering mountains, at the circulation of monsoons and ocean currents...

While watching, the monocle was crackling with lightning, and countless numbers and symbols were scrolling rapidly. It was obvious that the legendary mage's powerful computing power was being mobilized to make a quick and rough calculation.

Gretel stood on the edge with his hands tied, not daring to say a word, and quickly searched for the books he had read in his mind. If the teacher asked him "How do you know that the earth is a sphere" and "How do you know that the wind directions are like this", then

how to answer?

The forefathers of the Parliament, the magicians before the Parliament was founded, and other philosophers, who ever mentioned this? Who ever made inferences and calculations?

He can't necessarily say that it was the God of Nature who inspired him!

Fortunately, the Lord of Thunder did not dig into the details. He looked at the sphere carefully, calculated for a long time, and suddenly turned his head. With a wave of his hand, the [Silent Phantom] dispersed and disappeared without a trace:

"Don't tell anyone these things." He stared at Gretel through the monocle with electric light flowing, and ordered without any doubt:

"Including the sphere just now, don't show it to anyone. I will discuss what you said with other legends and ask Mrs. Endor to verify it again. Remember, no matter whether it is true or false, it has nothing to do with you.

Son!"

"yes!"

Grete accepted the order solemnly. The teacher was doing it for his own good. He knew that if things like the Year Without Summer were verified and prepared in advance, it would be a major event that could change the entire world!

He is a seventh-level magician, and he is a seventh-level magician who has not even learned all fourth-level spells. He does not have such big shoulders and cannot afford such a big thing.

The teacher took the matter over and tried to eliminate his sense of existence, undoubtedly to protect him.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will never tell anyone about it, just treat it as if I have never mentioned it before!" Grete promised, pointing to the sky:

"These days, I am studying magic honestly, immersing myself in the study of medicine, and will never get involved in other things!"

The Lord of Thunder nodded slightly, stood up and walked out. Gretel followed closely, and when he walked to the door, there was a "bang", and the door fell directly on his face:

"You stay here to study! Don't run out!"

Gretel: "..."

No, teacher, why did you put me in solitary confinement again when you disagreed with me?

However, it was impossible for Gretel to open the legendary mage's research room on his own. He could only find a seemingly safe corner, grab a magic book, and start studying in frustration.

The Lord of Thunder went straight to the top of the Tower of Heaven and found Mrs. Endor. Not long after, the legends were gathered together again.

"...That's what happened." In front of the legendary mages, the Lord of Thunder confidently took the whole matter on himself:

"Based on the information I have consulted in the past few days and my calculations, the previous predictions are likely to point in this direction. I suggest that we make another prediction to verify the possibility of this development."

Several meaningful glances swept over him. However, no one got to the bottom of it. Everyone worked hard to help Mrs. Endor make another prophecy.

But this time, with a clear prompt, Mrs. Endor accurately locked the direction of the volcanic eruption and even predicted the approximate distance.

Moreover, she jumped up in the river of time and did catch a glimpse of the red sunset on the top of Igor Peak.

"The situation is very likely to be true." When the old woman opened her eyes again, she was trembling, and the black gauze was soaked with sweat:

"This may be the biggest crisis for the Parliament, but it may also become the biggest opportunity. Let's discuss how to verify it in detail and how to deal with this disaster!"

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Some readers already guessed it yesterday, and the answer is the Year Without Summer. It’s very scary.

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