Create the Age of Magic

Roland stood in front of Bagheera, he didn't intend to have a final chat with Bagheera, he didn't bother to taunt his opponent, all he wanted was victory, and now Bagheera couldn't speak.

So with a flash of sword light, Bagheera's head fell down, and Roland held Bagheera's head up to the sky and screamed.

The members of the Alien Alliance left the arena disheartened, but Roland did not stop them. After Bagheera died, the threat of the Alien Alliance was no longer as great as it used to be.

And in fact, among these people were Roland's undercover agents, and it was not easy for Roland to force them to stay.

Chakra, the patriarch of the leopard tribe, looked back when he was about to leave. His small eyes were full of hatred. He was a fanatical supporter of Bagheera. Now that Bagheera died at the hands of Roland, he must find a chance to take revenge.

After venting his emotions, Roland put Bagheera's head aside, flapped his wings behind him, and flew in front of Horn and other city lords watching the battle.

"Bahira has been beheaded by me. In the future, Akuin will be the only powerful force in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. At that time, all the city owners in the Land Abandoned by the Gods will either choose to submit to me, and I will continue to let you control the city. Part of the power, or the city is broken by Akuin's army and conquered by our force, you only have these two options!"

Roland still looks half-human, half-dragon, and his body is still stained with Bagheera's blood. Just standing here gives a strong oppressive force to most of the city lords.

The scene fell into a strange silence. The city lords didn't say a word. They didn't dare to say that they would not submit to Roland, and they were unwilling to say that they would submit to them.

Looking at the silent castellan, Roland smiled contemptuously and continued:

"You don't need to rush to give me an answer. I will give you one day to think about it. I want to see your attitude tomorrow. Of course you can choose to reject me now, because even if you reject me tomorrow, I will not treat you now. Do it, but when I completely subdue the alien alliance, those who reject me will be the enemy."

Roland's voice was calm and lacking momentum, but most of the city lords didn't even dare to breathe, because what Roland just killed was the strongest of the Alien Alliance, who was originally faintly called the strongest in the Land Abandoned by God Bagheera!

But Horn is actually very clear that the current Roland is actually just at the end of his battle, just a scary-looking empty shelf.

The reason why he came here to express his position just after killing Bagheera was because he wanted to show a little toughness, so as not to be seen by others as weak, and he didn't dare to cancel his transformation, for fear that the inside was already a mess.

As the leader of the alien alliance, Bagheera's knowledge is a little short, but his strength is real. Roland's victory over Bagheera was actually only a narrow victory.

Of course, Horn wasn't bored enough to break Roland's state, and he even pointed to building a good relationship with Roland.

Thinking of this, Horn smiled secretly, took a step forward, and bowed to Roland.

"I am Horn, the owner of Starfire City, and I have something to say."

Seeing Horn standing up, Roland smiled. He knew that Horn was going to take the lead in surrendering to him, and the psychological defenses of other city lords would easily collapse if Horn started.

"Speak, Speaker Horn."

Seeing the expressions of the two as if they had a heart-to-heart connection, the city lords showed contemptuous glances. It was obvious that there was some kind of deal between these two guys.

Horn coughed lightly, and glanced at the city lords a few times, showing embarrassment.

"The traitors have done it all, why are you pretending to be innocent?" the bald castellan said in a rather low voice.

In his opinion, Horn is a traitor. They, the city lords, should unanimously oppose Roland's seizure of their city, but this guy betrayed the city lords himself.

Horn glared at the bald city master. His mask was enhanced with all five senses, and he could hear what he wanted to hear even in a small voice.

"That... um... On behalf of Xinghuo City, Antu City, Bigma City, Heishan City... and other eleven cities, I express my willingness to belong to the Akuin family, accept His Highness Roland's dispatch, and support His Highness Roland to unify the gods. Abandoned land, the specific matters need to be discussed with His Highness."

Horn's voice was not loud, and he was a little embarrassed when he said it, but what he said was enough to set off a storm here!

Roland nodded subconsciously, then suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Horn in disbelief. He must have heard it wrong, right?

He expected that Horn would not oppose him, but would directly stand in the same camp as him, but what happened to those eleven cities? Horn contacted the other ten city owners in advance?

"Black Mountain City is mine, why do you represent us to surrender?" The bald city lord pointed at Horn and said sarcastically, this person not only wants to be a traitor himself, but also leads them to be a traitor together, which is really worse than the broken-mouthed one. Hate.

"Speaker Horn, what do you mean?" Osmer frowned and asked, with an ominous premonition in his heart, he quickly said to Roland: "Your Highness Roland, Horn cannot represent my city of Antu."

"Aren't you afraid that you've lost your mind?" Biggma didn't give Horn any face, and said directly derogatoryly.

The ten city lords mentioned were also condemning Horn, while the other city lords who were not involved looked at Horn as if they were looking at a clown.

Roland stared at Horn with deep pupils. Now it seems that Horn is speaking on behalf of the eleven city lords on his own initiative. However, according to his understanding, since the establishment of the Magic Council, the style of conduct has always been very calm, and he has never pretended to be swollen. Fatty's high-profile behavior.

In all their actions, except for the time when they were forced to do it by the city lord of Jino, they rarely took risks at other times, so did he really have any deep meaning in speaking on behalf of eleven cities this time?

Roland thought for a while but didn't come to a conclusion, so he decided to continue reading, anyway, the result will always be revealed.

"Chairman Horn, the other city owners don't quite agree to let you represent them, so what do you mean by that? I'm not kidding you." Roland asked Horn pretending to be resentful.

Horn bowed again, and the corners of his mouth under the mask curled up in a high arc. When the plan of more than a month was finally unveiled, he was faintly excited.

"It doesn't matter what their opinion is, as long as I agree with it."

"Haha, it's the funniest joke I've heard this year. Can't we be the masters of our city? Your Highness Roland, I'm not disrespecting you, but this guy is really unreasonable."

The bald castellan couldn't help but say that Horn looked like a fool to him!

"Why?"

Horn took a breath, then said with indifferent eyes.

"Just because those cities are now mine!"