Create the Age of Magic

Before going up the stairs, Horn first opened the two magic shields to protect the front and back of his body. He could not ascertain the situation on the upper floor, so the necessary protection must be done.

"Meow, that's it. You should pay attention to your safety. If you die, I will be very troubled."

Edward stood on Horn's head, pretending to be pointing the country, and said that with his funny look, Horn became extremely indecent.

"Get down!"

The blood vessels on Horn's forehead were bulging, and anyone who didn't stand on his head with a bird would not be in a good mood. Since this guy appeared, he has been so angry countless times.

"Oh, okay." Edward flapped his wings twice and returned to Horn's shoulder.

"Uncle Ben, who is greasy on your head, is not willing to stay."

calm down……

Horn patted his chest to force himself to calm down. He didn't want to just care about a meowing owl.

Perhaps in the future, a spell that can calm people's minds will be developed, and this spell will definitely be very popular.

He strode towards the stairs, which were astonishingly long. During the process of walking, Horn seemed to have experienced another space teleportation process. This time, it happened so secretly that no one else might notice it.

After walking for a while, Horn felt that the negative energy was getting thicker and thicker, and the sulfur-like smell of magic energy seemed to flow in the air.

Finally, Horn walked out of the long stairs and came to the ground.

Before he could stand still, five rays of cold light slashed towards Horn's neck, which had a slender palm that looked like a cat's claw!

The five claws collided with the magic shield, making a piercing creaking sound. When Horn came back to his senses, he suddenly found that the five claws had pierced into the inside of the magic shield!

If he hadn't prepared a magic shield in advance, he would never be able to avoid this claw!

In a haste, Horn directly launched the thunder travel technique and blasted back more than ten meters behind him, but Horn felt something was wrong just as he landed.

Now he is in energy flow!

It turns out that one meter behind the stairs is the energy flow that can decompose objects. As long as you step back, you will enter this energy flow.

Horn became anxious all of a sudden. Having personally experimented with dead branches, he certainly knew that it would be fine to rely on the magic power in his body for support in a short period of time, but it would be a dream to stay in this environment for a long time. .

Especially the two magic shields cannot be seamlessly connected, he is now directly exposed to the energy flow!

So Horn immediately rushed back after launching the Thunder Movement Technique. He didn't know when he would be unable to hold on, so there was no delay!

What he was most worried about was that the assailant would prevent him from returning to his normal place. Although the lightning movement technique was fast, it was not teleportation. If he wanted to stop him, there was still a way.

But unexpectedly, the mysterious assailant did not stop Horn, but said to Horn in disgust when Horn returned to the normal place:

"Tch, so it's you." Then she turned around and was about to leave.

The sound is crisp and pleasing to the ear, but that's not the point.

Everything happened too fast just now, Horn has been in a state of tension, and now he has time to see who attacked him.

The slender figure was covered with a turban on his head, and he was wearing a white but blood-stained cloak.

She turned out to be the cat shaman who has always been mysterious in the team. She has never had a sense of presence, and now she starts attacking him as soon as he climbs the stairs, and what she means is that he hit the wrong person?

Horn's head is full of black lines. If you hit the wrong person, you should at least apologize. What's the point of leaving without saying a word?

The lightning flashed on his body, but he suppressed it forcibly. They were more or less a group, and he didn't know the method of this cat-man shaman.

So whether there is no fighting or not, Horn's heart is very uncomfortable.

Horn can control himself, but Edward can't. After all, he is a symbiotic beast who can use poop to get revenge on people.

Just now Edward was standing on Horn's shoulder, and Horn's two high-speed movements directly left him behind. Now he is only relying on one paw to grab Horn's shoulder, and his whole body falls behind Horn.

Now that it's safe, he doesn't want to do it anymore. He flew in front of Horn angrily, pointed at the cat shaman with his wings, and cursed:

"Won't you apologize if you hit the wrong person? I was so scared that I almost shit on this kid's shoulder xxxx... XXXX."

After that, there was a burst of unsuitable words. Horn had never heard as many dirty words as Edward said at this time. But Horn didn't stop Edward. If he hadn't been prepared just now, he might have died here directly.

It's also good to let Edward have a good mouthful now. Horn scolds people by himself. It's also good for Edward to do the scolding job, so he should vent his anger on himself.

Hearing Edward's swearing, the cat shaman turned around all of a sudden, with a sharp cold light in his eyes.

No one has ever scolded her like that!

But when she put her eyes on Edward, she suddenly froze.

How can there be such a cute creature in the world!

When the cat shaman turned around, his eyes were originally murderous, but after seeing Edward, his eyes seemed to melt away.

She is a cat-man shaman, and she has no resistance to Edward, a strange-looking creature that is partly a cat.

The cutest cat in Horn's ideal, combined with the humanized expression, is full of lethality for their cat people, and they are unable to make any effective resistance at all.

"Meow, kitten, what do you want to eat, my sister will find it for you, and you will follow me from now on, okay?"

She took off her mask to Edward, revealing the face she had been hiding all along.

The lively cat ears are shaking playfully on the head, and there are a few pink patterns on the cheeks, which are not absolutely beautiful, but combined with the unique charm of the cat ears, Horn was in a daze.

At this time, Edward pointed at the cat-man shaman with his wings in a disconcerting manner, then turned his head to look at Horn and said:

"Hey, Horn, is there something wrong with this woman? She almost killed me just now, and now she is going to take me away. She has a small chest and a small mind."

The catwoman shaman didn't respond to Edward's words, but looked at Edward tenderly, making his skin crawl.

"Well, maybe." Horn nodded without thinking too much.

Hearing Horn's words, the cat-man shaman glared at Horn with a murderous look in his eyes, his small mouth slightly opened to expose his canine teeth, and the sharp nails on his palms were already stretched out.

As long as Horn dared to continue talking, she dared to rush over and scratch him.

this expression,

Super fierce!