Create the Age of Magic

Horn thought a lot, but congratulated Luke, who would be the fourth magician in the team.

At first glance, being able to enter the Sea of ​​Consciousness doesn't seem like much of an improvement other than being able to learn other spells.

actually not.

Being able to enter the sea of ​​consciousness means that one's spiritual power has reached a certain level. At this time, it will be more natural for the wild witch to control his own magic power.

It will be more handy for the release of magic.

So although the magician of the first ring who entered the sea of ​​consciousness may not be the opponent of the wizard of the first ring, for example, Terry can definitely beat the current Luke to the north.

But if the current Luke and the previous Luke were to fight, it would be crushing in all aspects!

Let Luke go to explore the sea of ​​consciousness by himself first, and Horn dressed up and walked out of the gate of the Traveler's House.

Jim has been waiting here for a long time, and a big sparrow is standing beside him, with big black eyes rolling around, which looks very spiritual.

"Uh...we're just going to the palace, do we need to take it?"

Horn looked at the finger-thick hemp rope in Jim's hand and said tremblingly.

Are you going to be tied up again?

"You don't have to take the Skylark, after all, there are stairs on the World Tree, but are you sure you want to climb to the top of the World Tree to meet His Majesty Stuart?"

"...The royal palace is at the top of the World Tree?" Horn asked in shock.

With a smile in his mouth, Jim turned his head towards Horn. Every admiration the aliens gave to the elves would greatly satisfy Jim's racial self-esteem, just like drinking a large glass of cold water during the dog days.

Whether to be tied up or climb to the top of the world tree on foot...

Horn weighed it a little, and then climbed up to the big sparrow, the skylark in Jim's mouth, with a determined look on his face.

After flying for a while, the lark landed, and Horn tidied up his clothes and hair, which were messed up by the wind pressure and the rope during the flight, before he began to watch the elf palace.

At the top of the trunk of the World Tree, surrounded by a bunch of tall towers, a green egg-shaped building came into Horn's eyes.

Except for the emerald green color, this building is very simple, not like the style of elves, but it blends perfectly with the surrounding buildings.

That is the Elven Palace!

An elf guard in golden armor appeared in front of the two, stopped Jim, and led Horn into the palace.

If the egg-shaped appearance on the outside is very simple, then the interior decoration of the palace is so luxurious that Horn is speechless.

Every corner that can be seen inside is carved with fine and beautiful patterns, even the floor.

He walked carefully on the hollow floor, for fear of accidentally stepping on the floor.

But he obviously thought too much, the material of this building is basically similar to the magic staff in his hand, even if he deliberately destroys it, he can't destroy much.

Following the guards who led the way, they walked silently all the way, and finally came to the main hall of the elf palace, the residence of the elf king Stuart.

Although Horn sighed like a bumpkin in his heart at what he saw along the way, there was no expression of shock on his face.

Because it's kind of embarrassing.

But when the guard finally opened the door, Horn couldn't help but change his expression when he saw what was inside.

It's not how luxurious the palace is, but because there is no light or window inside the palace.

The whole palace was pitch black!

Only the throne of the Elf King had a dim green light.

It was the faint gleam emanating from Angelina, the elf.

With this twilight, Horn finally saw the elf king that he had only heard about but had never seen before.

It was a very delicate-looking man, wearing a luxurious golden and green robe, and on his head was a jasper crown inlaid with a strange spar of constantly changing colors.

Holding a goblet inlaid with various gemstones in his left hand, he played with his long snow-white hair hanging on his shoulders with his right hand, leaning lazily on the throne and watching Horn who entered the palace with interest.

In this darkness, Stuart, shrouded in emerald green light, seemed to be a god.

Horn bowed to him respectfully and said: "I am Horn Memherin, I am here at your invitation, see Your Majesty."

Stuart let go of his hand playing with his hair, leaned forward and said to Horn with a smile:

"I'm Stuart, you should have met Ilonier..."

Ilonier?

Is that vampire?

How did he know!

Horn's thoughts were complicated, and he suddenly felt that he had touched the tip of the iceberg of a huge organization. Although Ilya and Ilonir were both masters before, Horn still didn't care about the level of this organization.

Now Stuart the Elf King knew about Ilonier, and they seemed to be very familiar with the tone.

If Stuart is also a member of that organization, Horn can't even imagine how powerful this organization is!

"Are you wondering why I knew you met that vampire, and even suspected that I was with that vampire?"

Stuart took a sip of the drink lightly, and every movement was impeccable and perfect. If Ilonier is the ultimate politeness, then the male elf in front of him is the ultimate elegance.

Even a simple act of drinking makes him do it with all kinds of charm.

If Horn was a woman, Horn might be captured by him too.

You guessed it right, Horn already understood his answer in his heart, this is indeed...

"you guessed wrong!

I'm not with that vampire, and your strength obviously didn't pass his test, otherwise you wouldn't need to go to the Land Abandoned by God. "

Horn frowned. The conversation with the Elf King reminded him of his first conversation with Ian Parker. He couldn't grasp the other party's clues at all, and didn't know what the other party was trying to express to him.

The corner of Stuart's mouth curled up in a nice arc.

"I'm just telling you this to tell you that I know you fairly well, and this is to pave the way for the next words."

"Next? What exactly do you want to say, Your Majesty?"

Horn finally couldn't help asking, he hated this kind of very mysterious conversation.

Stuart flicked the cup in his hand with his fingers, and a light green light diffused from the mouth of the cup.

As the light spread, the palace became brighter little by little.

While Horn was stunned, Stuart had disappeared from the throne and appeared right in front of Horn, still holding the cup in his left hand.

He put his right hand on Horn's shoulder, bent slightly and brought his face close to Horn's and said:

"I want to make a deal with you!"

It will be recommended tomorrow, happy

Then I will resume the two updates!

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