Create the Age of Magic

Xixis never thought that the war he worked so hard to win regardless of life and death, in the eyes of the high-level, is a dispensable farce that can be stopped with only a little loss.

Now, Sisis is a little chilled.

He stood up solemnly, walked up to Ninisson and said:

"Give me fifteen days. After fifteen days, if I still have no results, then I will let you go to the indigenous camp."

Ninisson thought for a while and said, "I can give you 15 days, but you can't lose too much during these 15 days."

"Will not!"

After finishing speaking, Sisis turned and left the room.

...

He brought a plate of small dried fish to Edward, and then he watched Edward eat it while smacking his mouth in boredom.

Ever since Elijah came, Horn hadn't had a good day.

These two guys are always hanging by Horn's side like two parasites, and there is no way to do many things that Horn wants to do.

Seeing Horn's face, Ilya thought for a while and then threw a golden armor arm bigger than an adult's thigh to Horn. This was part of the armor of the force field warrior who died before.

"Come on, don't be so sad all day long. I know you like novelty things. Let's see if this thing is novel enough."

Horn's eyes lit up. This color and shape are absolutely correct. Isn't this the armor worn by the force field warriors who fought against Roland and Bagheera that day? The coalition forces have never seized such high-level armor until now. .

"You did this?"

"There is no one else but me, but if it wasn't for that guy's carelessness, I might not be able to win so easily, but I ran pretty fast in the end." Ilya said indifferently.

Horn looked at Ilya with a softer expression. Speaking of which, this guy is like a treasure-giving boy, every time he comes over, he brings himself a lot of good things.

But after a while, Horn's face turned dark again, and he actually drank the large bottle of high-end fruit wine that Starfire City sent over two days ago, which was enough for Horn to drink for several days.

Well, he is still a nuisance.

After sending Elijah away, Horn came to a heavily guarded camp, where the magicians of the Magic Council were stationed, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

It is said that it is an important place for making shields and finding ways to fight against the Yarrow people, so no one is allowed to enter. In fact, making shields does not require the wizards here at all, only a few low-level magicians are enough. A low-level magician.

Many research magicians from the three towers of casting, mystery, and wisdom are now here, researching everything related to the Yarrow people here.

Using the pretext of making shields and studying the flaws of the Yarrow people, they begged for everything that the coalition forces captured from the Yarrow people, ranging from daily necessities to red force field warriors. If the coalition forces seized it, even if a different piece of fabric was found, it must be sent here.

Since the Magic Council was indeed of great help to this war, and no one knew what was going on in it, no one expressed any objection to the special request of the Council.

A large number of comprehensive alien items. A large number of magicians study together. Although the knowledge systems are different, there are a lot of new gains every day.

When the war is over and the Magic Council digests the content of this war, it should be able to develop by leaps and bounds again.

After Horn came in, he stood in a conspicuous place to attract people's attention, but except for the resting magician who greeted him, most of the magicians ignored Horn.

Different things were brought in every day, and they couldn't even study them, so they didn't bother to gossip with Horn.

Horn curled his mouth, then raised the corners of his mouth, and said loudly:

"Ahem, I have the armor of the ninth-level master of the Yarrow people here. Does anyone want to study it? No one wants me to study it myself."

"I want!"

"I want!"

...

The place that was originally very quiet suddenly boiled, and the magicians gathered around Horn one after another.

"I think this should belong to our casting tower. By studying the structure and composition of this armor, we will definitely gain something."

Daniel said very solemnly that he is in charge of the entire casting tower, so he really wants this thing.

"Nonsense, this should belong to our Tower of Wisdom. Those outsiders themselves are extremely weak. To be able to exert such a strong power through this armor must be the application of very advanced knowledge. It is most suitable for us to entrust it to us."

Shirley said coldly, and at the same time gave Daniel a look, telling him not to compete with her.

"Actually, I really want it too." Mrs. Sharon couldn't think of any good ideas, but she also wanted to intervene.

Seeing that the three of them were fighting for each other, Horn smiled with satisfaction. It's true that the Speaker came to inspect and didn't come to greet him.

"Since you all want it, it will be difficult for me to do it. How about it, you three towers take turns to study. As for who will come first, you should discuss it yourself."

Horn threw his severed hand to the middle of the three, watched them scramble, and smiled. He liked the atmosphere in the council very much. Although the invasion of aliens delayed many things, it was really a good opportunity. Opportunity.

At this moment, a small wave of magic spread among the crowd, and all the magicians became vigilant, put the items in their hands aside, and began to fake the wooden shield.

This magic fluctuation is a signal, telling everyone that someone is coming to inspect.

Although idlers are not allowed to enter this special camp for making wooden shields, it does not prevent some big figures from the coalition forces from visiting. They have the right and need to ensure the normal operation of the coalition forces, especially the most important thing, making wooden shields.

This time it was Roland who came to inspect. He just had nothing to do to look at the research of Horn's forces. When he saw Horn here, he raised his eyebrows. He obviously didn't expect Horn to be here.

"Coincidentally, you are here too."

"Come here to inspect the situation. This is related to the victory or defeat of this war. I want to make sure they won't be lazy." Horn said solemnly.

Suddenly, Roland focused his eyes, and he saw the golden arm.

Looking at Roland's gaze, Horn groaned inwardly. He hadn't told the magicians that the arm was wrong, so when Roland came in, the magicians didn't hide it.

He has no way to explain the origin of this arm, he must not reveal the identity of Ilya.

In order to please his girlfriend, a man stole and sold his father's 2.4 million shares and squandered them. He bought a luxury car and gave them a diamond ring and a lot of money. . .

When the money in his hand was running out, his girlfriend still left him. . .

However, to his surprise, he was able to buy back his father's original shares of stock with the little money left in his hand, and everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. . .