My Magic Age

On the eve of dawn, the sky has just begun to appear white, the dark blue night is gradually fading, the stars begin to slowly disappear, and the mountain scenery of Mazzaro Mountain in the distance is immersed in the thick night like ink, and the night sky seems like There is a magical hand that wipes the night into day bit by bit, and the street lights on both sides of the street are extinguished one after another.

At this time, people were still immersed in dreamland and fell deeply into a deep sleep. With the rising sun, this city that could not be seen to the edge was waking up little by little. I suddenly woke up from the sofa. It felt like a pair of cold eyes were watching me from a distance. The figure of that person was hidden on a roof somewhere behind the mist. The immersive danger was like It's the shackles on my body that prevent me from breathing.

I felt like there was a strong killing intent locking onto me from a very far away place. That feeling made me feel a little strange, but also a little familiar. It felt like someone was immersing me in cold water. I tried to open my mouth to shout and struggle, but I couldn't. No sound can be made.

A string of crisp horse hoof bells on the street outside woke me up from my sleep. It was like I had a nightmare, and I was covered in sticky cold sweat.

My abnormality made Kalancso, who was lying on my lap, suddenly wake up. She seemed to feel the faint murderous intention. She tensed up her muscles and jumped up from the sofa as if facing a powerful enemy. Get up, jump to the window like a female leopard, and stare out the window as if facing a formidable enemy...

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A black light and shadow rushed out of the courtyard very quickly. He was wrapped in a black robe, as light as the wind.

If it weren't for the neighing of the scaly horses outside the hospital, I'm afraid he would have killed me in my sleep. There is such a thing that can trap people in their dreams when they fall into a deep sleep, unable to wake up, and then use other methods to kill them. Death, this is the oldest assassination skill inherited from the 'Dream Maker' among assassins. I didn't expect that one day, I would meet him.

If it hadn't been for the gentle ringing of horseshoes that woke me up, maybe Kalantso and I would have died at the hands of this nightmare assassin.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my spine.

I pulled out the thorium long-barreled shotgun from the magic waist bag, stood up from the sofa, and rushed out in one stride. My legs were still slightly numb, but I didn't care about it at all, opened the door and chased out.

At this time, the black figure had rushed onto the street.

'charge'

A ball of white light rushed straight towards the escaping black figure. Embedded in the white light was a knight in silver armor. He held a 'Knight's Shield' in front of him and held a Crusader Commander in his other hand. The sword, the knight's charging speed seemed to have reached its extreme, making a sound like thunder breaking through the air.

Like a wall, it directly blocked the path of the black shadow.

I even felt the collision between the two people in the next second. Of course, the knight wearing metal armor and holding a shield had a great advantage. If he was charged by the knight in silver armor, the black shadow would probably He was knocked away directly.

Kalancso stood at the door, opened his hunting bow, and the arrow had already been locked on the man in black.

I stopped and picked up the Thorium shotgun in my hand. The trajectory clearly appeared in my eyes. I was just waiting for the knight in silver armor wrapped in white light to stop the assassin in black, and then I fired. gun……

However, just as the white light transformed by the knight had just touched the black and white light, it had just reached the black sky. School Pretty gray  锸 锸 锴翜 鹹 blink  line ┿ wait for the bad 卣马谠 兀 吆蜜闼maid  climb Throwing a piece of cake that will make you happy

I am eager to catch the assassin who is hiding in the darkness. I know that this kind of hiding technique is most taboo with 'area spell damage'.

For a moment, he was so overwhelmed by hatred that he didn't care about it at all. He took out a scroll of 'Frost Nova' from his backpack, uttered a spell quickly, then unfolded the scroll in his hand, and took out the scroll. Smashing directly at the feet of the silver-armored knight, the light blue magic pattern circle continued to expand as the scroll flew down, and those magic runes glowed brightly in the air.

I didn't even look at the knight head-on. I formed an ice shield in front of him, blocking his whole body.

All the runes on the magic scroll appeared, and countless water magic elements condensed rapidly in the air. Then the air suddenly became cold, as if all the air was suddenly sucked into the sub-dimensional space by the scroll, and all the surrounding air quickly Concentrating towards the magic scroll, the next second, everything seemed to stop.

A huge ice ring emerged from the magic pattern array released by the scroll, spreading to all directions with an unstoppable force. This ice ring froze all obstacles it encountered into ice.

The man in black was hanging in the air like a big bird, frozen solid by the 'frost nova'.

Kalancso's hunting bow was one step ahead of me, and with a "collapse" sound, it shot out an arrow. In the air, I could only see a fleeting shadow, and it was difficult for my eyes to catch the arrow as it flew forward.

Immediately afterwards, the shotgun in my hand also made a 'bang' sound, and a tongue of fire spurted out. The projectile with the 'tongue of fire weapon' rotated rapidly and shot towards the man in black who turned into an ice sculpture in the air. , the arrow hit the man in black in the ice that fell from the air without any hindrance. The arrow was nailed deeply into the ice, and the ice was covered with cracks.

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

The lead bullet then shot into the ice, and the flame power of the 'flame tongue weapon' exploded directly on the surface of the ice, shattering the ice to the ground.

A humanoid puppet emerged from the ice, and fell to the ground with a 'click' sound, breaking into pieces. Countless fine magic runes were engraved on the puppet.

A feather arrow was stuck in the chest of the puppet, and there was a black hole in the center of the head made by the lead bullet. The magic power on the whole puppet was rapidly dissipating, and the magic runes gradually dimmed.

'Substitute puppet', in Orianna's magic puppet shop, is the most famous magic item besides magic prosthesis: it can resist magic damage of the same level or below for the user. However, this kind of magic prop is also notoriously expensive, and it is definitely not affordable for ordinary people. Its value is definitely not less than a first-level magic pattern structure.

You know, if a small noble family has a set of magic pattern construction, it can be passed down from generation to generation, and that set of magic pattern construction is also a rich fortune.

I don’t know what kind of rich person can use this extremely expensive "substitute puppet" without scruples. I knew about this extremely luxurious magic item a long time ago, and I also stopped to watch and admire it from a distance in the store. Of course, I couldn’t see anything at such a distance. Now there is such a damaged "substitute puppet", I don’t want to waste it. I quickly picked them up from the ground and put them into the magic waist bag.

Louis, who was wearing a silver battle armor, broke the ice shield in front of him with a sword at this time, and then stepped forward.

When I saw that the person who came to help was Louis, I suddenly realized that he must have followed the carriages loaded with supplies and came from Emerald Bay in person. I didn’t expect that he came unexpectedly and saved me and Kalancuo by mistake. I secretly thought: Fortunately, he can come in person. It seems that the assassin is very afraid of him.

Louis snorted coldly, "Chase!"

At this time, his face was as gloomy as if he was going to kill someone. He threw the "Knight's Shield" in his hand aside and turned around to run towards the convoy regardless of everything.

I really don't know how much hatred the man in black has for him. To be honest, I should hate the man in black more!

I stood behind him, watching him running towards the convoy in a daze, thinking: He really has a character that hates evil as much as he hates evil.

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"Go to the roof, he's over there!" Kalancuo whispered to me, her eyes fixed on the house across the street.

I seemed to feel the faint murderous intent, and without any hesitation, I ran directly to my house.

Kalancuo stuck closely behind me, and we rushed out of the door tacitly. After running forward for two or three steps, Kalancuo raised his foot and stepped on the windowsill, and touched the eaves with his other hand, and climbed onto the roof like a civet cat.

I don't have the excellent jumping ability of Kalancuo, so I can only climb up from the window sill of the house. Fortunately, I often climbed the tall thunder rhinoceros when I was a child, and those skills have not been completely forgotten.

Although the action is a bit inelegant, it is still a flexible climb to the roof.

I was a little out of breath, holding the silver long-barreled shotgun in my hand, looking through the layers of fog, looking for the assassin who had just been watching me on the roof over there.

I only saw a faint murderous intent in the faint fog in the distance, like a tide receding, a tall man in black, wrapped in gray bandages, one of his eyes emitting a faint red light in the fog. When he saw me holding the silver long-barreled shotgun, the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at him, without any hesitation, he jumped directly from the roof and disappeared between the courtyards.

Before I put down the shotgun, the black shadow flashed out from behind the roof again, and after a few bounces, it instantly disappeared in the thick fog.

I remember that when I came out of the elf tavern yesterday, I felt like I was being watched. Now that I think about it, it might be the assassin who escaped into the fog.

Kalancuo wanted to chase him, but I quickly grabbed him and said, "Forget it, don't chase him. You are not familiar with the environment in the imperial capital."

I asked Kalancuo, "You saw him, didn't you?"

Kalancuo nodded and said strangely, "A very strange assassin. I didn't even notice him approaching. I am an orc from the wolf tribe, the tribe with the most sensitive ears in the orc tribe!"

"He uses a special method to make us fall asleep. According to the ancient magic books in the magic academy, this is a very ancient assassination profession, 'Dream Maker'." I explained to Kalancuo the origin of this profession and the magic skills he is good at.

Finally, I changed the subject and said to her, "But why do I feel that the man in black who appeared behind is not the same person as the one in front?"

"I smell a familiar smell from the assassin behind. I can smell the smell of orcs, but unfortunately it is not a wolf orc. I can feel it." Kalancuo said to me again, "Let's call Luka back from the botanical garden in the water ecological park. You need a warrior to protect you."

"Let me think about it!" I said to Kalancuo.

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At this time, a horse neighed in the street. A tall knight wearing exquisite silver scale armor rode on a scale horse. The whip whistled loudly in the air. The scale horse carrying the knight turned into a meteor and chased the black shadow in the mist. It was Louis who returned to the caravan. He rode a warhorse, waved his whip, and chased along the long street.

Louis belonged to the Royal Eagle Lion Knights and was an outstanding Royal Guard Knight. His riding skills were very superb.

The horse ran wildly with all four hooves, easily crossed the low shrub wall, and disappeared at the intersection in a blink of an eye. Several of Louis's followers, like several whirlwinds, rode to chase after him, probably worried that Louis might make a mistake.

There were five magic wagons loaded with goods parked on the street, with bags of wheat flour neatly placed on them. Another wagon was filled with cotton cloth and linen. I didn't expect them to come so early.

There was a driver sitting on each carriage. Bard stood at the front of the team. Although his face looked a little bad, he pretended to be calm and stood on both sides of the magic caravan with a group of knights, looking calm.

The knights did not panic because of the sudden incident. They stood on both sides of the team and stood straight. No one dared to talk to each other. Every knight remained alert and silently watched the situation around them, as if facing a great enemy.

I slid down quickly from the roof along the tiles.

Kalancuo stood under the eaves, and she took the opportunity to reach out and catch me when I fell.

Fortunately, Bard had already walked in from the street with a bulging belly, easing our ambiguity and embarrassment.

His leather boots stepped heavily on the lawn in the yard, and the grass debris kept flying back along his heels. When he saw Kalancuo, Bard's eyes flashed with surprise. He walked up humbly and said very kindly: "Baron Jijia, the materials you listed in the demand list are all ready. Do you need help to transport them into the house?"

I gestured with my hand and said, "Yes, before that, please help me move the primary magic herbs in the underground storage room. Those magic herbs are what I promised to Mr. Louis."

"It's an honor to serve you!" Bard was very humble when he spoke. When he heard me ask them to move the herbs first, he smiled and said.

"But speaking of it, if Louis goes to chase the assassin, is it really okay for us to stay here?" I frowned, then looked at the intersection of the long street. Louis disappeared in that direction. There is no news until now. I asked anxiously.