Create the Age of Magic

Well, it seems that Horn has done a good deed, at least helping Ilonier, an ally, to kill a confidant.

The two wandered around here for a few times, but found no trace of other people. Ilonil was a little disappointed. He really wanted to know who the mysterious strong man was, and Horn also pretended to be disappointed. In fact, he didn't feel anything in his heart, anyway. He was just acting with Ilonier.

In the end, there was nothing to explore here. Horn collected some samples of different crystals and put them in the space ring. These crystals seem to have little use value, but they are not uniform and useful.

After Horn finished collecting, the two of them went back. After they all went back, a person with a smiley mask on his face appeared quietly, stroking the mountain of spar and whispering.

In the white space, the faces of the little white figures outlined with black lines are squeezed together, looking very confused and irritable.

"Magic... Is the thing created by that alien creature so amazing? It seems that I took this kind of thing too lightly before, and I will pay more attention to it in the future."

The little white man hugged his legs with both hands, and sat against the door. He was the only moving being in the whole space, and he seemed extremely lonely.

"This strange magic is already beyond my control. He can use that method to analyze the power of the Seed of the World. I hope it will not be different from the plan in the end.

And grow up quicker, come here sooner and untie me, get rid of those parasites, and then...

Push open this door! "

...

After returning to Anne's room, Horn let out a long breath. He didn't expect that this random attempt would produce so many moths. It seems that the seed of this world is indeed a great thing. All these methods of analysis can release such a powerful power, I really don't know what kind of surprise it will bring him when all its power is fully developed.

However, there are still many details that have not been filled in in the previous model. Since it has been proved that this thing is indeed useful, Horn doesn't mind spending more time to make this new magic formation more perfect.

This magic is too powerful. If there is no accident, Horn may not even have the opportunity to use this magic before he becomes a legend, but this does not prevent him from wanting to enhance his understanding of this magic.

This magic can exert such a powerful power, there must be some mysteries that Horn doesn't understand, and a lot of research will definitely improve Horn's overall magic level.

The magic power required for this new magic is too terrifying. A normal magician will definitely not be able to use it. Even if Horn reaches the Ninth Ring, if he does not rely on the Lord of Origin, he may not be able to meet the requirements, and the release cannot be terminated in the middle. A normal magician can cast this. Magic is absolutely bad luck.

He intends to build a separate book in the depths of the magic library to store this magic, and use this magic as the first magic of this book, only if all the conditions for learning this magic are met, and the council has made a Only magicians who have made significant contributions can check it out.

And all mages who consult and learn this magic must make a contract to ensure that they will not use this magic indiscriminately, and that they will not spread it to the outside world.

Horn didn't know if similar magic would appear in the future, but since it had already been classified into a separate category, it needed a name.

In the Magic Council, there is a catalog of forbidden magic, which records the magic that is dangerous and difficult to control, such as magic that extracts the vitality of living people to improve themselves, magic that turns normal people into puppets, and Create plagues, berserk biomorphs, and more.

These magics are not high-level, but they can cause disastrous consequences, so the parliament sealed them up and prohibited ordinary magicians from learning them, and they will not announce them until the risks can be controlled. These magics are called in the parliament. Forbidden.

And since this new magic is very dangerous for ordinary magicians to cast, it is better to call this type of magic a forbidden spell to distinguish it from those forbidden spells.

Horn placed it in the library, not expecting other magicians to use this magic, but taking this magic as a legacy, hoping that there will be a genius magician who can use this magic in the future.

As long as it is continuously accumulated and passed on like this, the development of magic will not stop.

There are still seven days before Annie wakes up. During these seven days, Horn is not going to do anything wrong. He concentrates on sitting by the bed and perfecting the magic, waiting for Annie to wake up.

...

Seven days passed quickly during Horn's research. On this morning, Horn did not practice, but rarely dressed himself up and waited for Anne to wake up.

At noon, Annie's fingers moved slightly, and Horn's eyes widened and he stared at Annie closely. It was time to wake up.

The blood in the coffin bed gradually dried up, and Annie absorbed all of it into her body. Annie blinked but did not open her eyes.

Ilonir walked in, with all the human maids in the castle behind him. With a light swipe of his finger, the necks of all the maids in the first row were opened, and a large stream of blood flew from their necks Come out and get into Annie's mouth.

Annie's lips moved slightly, her throat rolled up and down, gulping down the fresh blood, Horn's eyelids trembled a few times, even though he knew that Annie was definitely going to suck blood, it was still difficult for him to accept it when he actually saw it.

"She just woke up needs a lot of blood, and she can wake up when the blood in her body is full." Illonier explained to Horn, and with a wave of his hand, the necks of the maids in the second row also shook. All were cut.

The maids in the first row were all pale, but their bodies were fine, but they were a little lack of blood. After a period of recuperation, they would return to normal. This was their normal life as blood slaves.

Horn raised his brows and said in surprise, "I thought you would just drain their blood."

"Why do you have to drain it?" Ilonier asked back.

"The folklore is like this." Horn said awkwardly.

"Folk rumors are nothing but shit. They also said that we are afraid of garlic. I have a descendant who eats every day and nothing happens. I save their lives and they can be used in the future. If you suck blood once, you will kill them all. Where can I find so many people? use?"

Ilonir disdains to refute Horn's words. This is the first time Horn sees Ilonir swearing. It seems that the blood race still cares about this aspect.