Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

The whole army attacked and packed away in one car.

The newly snatched luxury flying car is the best means of transportation. In order to prevent others from recognizing it, Duroken "decorated" it, put new paint on it, added a wide body, and drove it on the road.

The speeding car drove out of the pool of life smoothly, and Negris asked Gray lying on the deck: "What happened to the magician's conference? What do you mean to break the magic circle?"

Gray shook his head: "I don't know either, you know I couldn't hear him at the time, I could only see him talking on the communicator, I guessed some key words through lip language, among them were cracking the barrier of oblivion and magic The content of the Teachers' Conference."

Of course it was so, so it's no wonder she was vague.

"Then do you know who he communicated with? What communicator did he use?" Negris asked.

"I don't know, the communicator is in the cabin, the one on the stage is." Gray said.

Speaking of 'the one on the stage', Negris knew which one it was. He had seen it before, and it looked like a communicator.

"Then what happened to the magician's conference? Why haven't I heard of this conference?" Negris asked.

Gray glanced at it strangely: "Sometimes I really wonder, are you from this world, have you never even heard of the Magician Conference? Even for the sake of keeping a low profile, those undead and warlocks are so powerful, it's not like you haven't heard of it The magician's conference?"

Negris spread his hands: "We are indeed not from this world. It's too long to talk about it. Just think that we are from the abyss."

Grey's 'God' ate the blank godhood and became Ange's subordinate god. There is no need to hide this kind of thing from her, but it is too troublesome to talk about it, and I will explain it slowly later.

Gray nodded suddenly, which made sense, and continued: "The magician conference is an annual meeting where all magicians gather together to exchange ideas and exchange ideas. The time is not fixed. Outsiders don't know about it, and it's only spread among magicians, and it's usually an invitation system, and magicians who receive invitations can bring their own followers to participate."

"Why use the invitation system?" Negris asked puzzled.

The Grain Seed Contest held by the Republic of the Stars on the main plane is actually a magician conference in disguise. Everyone can participate, whether they are civilians or businessmen. There is no restriction on the identity of the participants, and it is as lively as a celebration. Noisy, everyone celebrates like a festival.

Of course, there are also some people who will receive invitation letters, but that kind of invitation letter is not an admission qualification certificate, but a reimbursement voucher. For the team that receives the invitation letter, Qunxing Academy will bear all the expenses.

For example, the Southern Assassins team took the invitation letter and went all the way to the Academy of Stars for free, and got the travel expenses on the return trip, but walked back to save money, and almost died in the desert.

For a conference like this, the greater the impact, the better, but the invitation system is adopted. Could it be that the organizer is too poor to give money?

"Because I don't want those warlocks to join in the fun, troublesome." Gray said with disgust.

Duroken was not happy: "Little friend, do you have any prejudice against warlocks?"

Gray glanced at him and said, "There is no prejudice. I am still good friends with some warlocks, but when encountering academic problems, these warlocks are very annoying. Their dependence and addiction on external forces have reached the point of bewilderment." , Shouting about hundreds of billions of turrets and starburst formations all day long, they look down on our magicians very much, if the invitation system is not adopted, there will definitely be warlocks who will come to make trouble."

Hundreds of billions of turrets? Starburst giant formation? Duroken looked at the starburst circle in the sky, and suddenly understood a little bit.

The warlock built a powerful starburst magic circle, a god who believed in storms to clean the ground, even the undead empire did not dare to build the palace under the magic circle, but built it on the other side of the plane, the warlock has nothing in this world Questions are powerful, and they represent the highest level of power.

In this case, it is normal to look down on magicians, just like new farmers who use fertilizer look down on old farmers who are sowing and reaping.

If the fertilizer is used properly, the yield per mu is 1,000 jin, but if no fertilizer is used, the yield is 200 or 300 catties per mu.

Duroken is not from here, and he has no habit of looking down on magicians, but he can also understand the reason why the warlocks here have such a mentality. A magician who has been practicing for decades may not be able to beat a well-equipped warlock. I value you.

One is that they don't want to be disturbed, and the other is that they are low-key and make it too grand, so what should they do if they also provoke the necromancers of the undead empire?

If warlocks are just a prejudice caused by different industries, those necromancers in the undead empire really despise you.

For a profession like a magician, the older you are, the more profound you become. The more magic knowledge you have learned, the deeper your understanding of magic will be.

Although age and strength cannot be equated. As the age increases, the reaction of the magician will be slow and the memory will decline, but the undead lich does not have this problem. The longer they live, the tougher their soul is.

Therefore, the undead lich, who is hundreds of years old, crushes any human magician in terms of knowledge. If they step on the field, no matter how many human magicians can just listen obediently.

Negris nodded. It had seen the scene when Auburn was training Bluestar. Typhoon Tianlanxing Diruni was trained like a student who had done something bad, with his head curled up and his fingers twisted there.

"What about you, what level of mage are you? I think your magical reaction is almost as strong as that of a truth mage." Negris asked.

Gray shook her head: "No, I'm just a esoteric mage, but when I'm particularly irritable, the one in me will come out. She can deny all truth, and all truth magic will be invalid. I am the public enemy of all truth mages. Among the four truth mages in Magic Star City, three of them wish I could disappear forever."

"Tsk tsk tsk, denying all truth? Is it also possible in the forbidden magic domain?" Negris asked.

Gray was stunned for a moment: "Is there such a truth? No, right? Among the four truth mages I know, no one knows the forbidden magic field. Is there really such a perverted truth? Isn't that the public enemy of all mages? It's more tricky than me. People hate it."

"Uh, yes, I have time to introduce you to each other." Negris said.

The speeding car drove slowly, and came to the settlement of cavemen outside the river bend, and was about to drive out along the river, but when it arrived, it was discovered that the cavemen were holding some kind of large-scale festival, and a group of people gathered around the river bend A brazier, dancing and dancing there.

Looking at the familiar brazier, Negris frowned and said, "Did we forget something?"

Teng! The flames in that brazier suddenly flourished and shot into the sky.

"Woohoo~woohoo~" The caveman thought that his sacrificial offering caused something abnormal in the brazier, so he became more and more excited to sing and dance.

The flame disappeared, and the brazier also went out, and the contents of the brazier slipped onto the speeding car, slumped there and complained: "Master Naig, you are so stingy, you made me run so far, but this forest is so strange, I clearly I sensed the master's location, but I couldn't get there. Fortunately, you came out, otherwise I would become the totem of these cavemen."

"You know I'm stingy and still complain? Be careful, I'll take you down again. Do you know why you can't get in? Because you are a demon, you will pollute those flowers and plants. Hurry up and ask the God of Life how to restrain your demonic breath, otherwise You'll never get in," Negris said.

Hearing someone mentioning himself, the God of Life popped up from Ange's left shoulder, and the little sapling popped out from his right shoulder.

It was the first time Gray saw this kind of scene, and he was stunned on the spot, God of life?

...

"Suck, suck hard, Ximaduomu @￥ # ..." The Lord of Terror was stuffed into a piece of armor forcefully, and with a burst of spells, the demonic aura emitted from it became less and less, and finally disappear completely.

Negris sniffed it closer, nodded and said, "I can't smell the devil anymore. The old tree is really knowledgeable. He knows all kinds of magic."

The God of Life responded slowly: "I just lived a little longer."

The armor moved, and the voice of the Lord of Terror came from inside: "It's amazing, I feel like I'm integrated with this armor, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

Negris said: "You stand still, stand still and let me see."

The Lord of Terror stood upright.

Negris lifted the visor of the armor, and it was empty inside. When he looked closer, what he saw was an empty armor. Even if he put his hand in, he couldn't touch anything.

"Hee hee, don't touch it, itchy." The voice of the Lord of Terror came from the armor.

Negris pulled it out quickly, and shook his paw in disgust: "If you stand there like this, others will think it's a hollow armor, and then put you on it."

Pulling up his visor, the Lord of Terror said, "So, what is he willing to sell?"

Negris also disguised it a bit, and tied a sign around its neck, which read: Pet Naig, who lives in Chacha Road, Chachacha City. If you find it, please contact the owner, and you will be rewarded.

"Is this appropriate? Pretending to be a pet? It's so shameful." Negris pinched his sign uncomfortably.

"It's suitable and suitable. The pets raised by magicians are all kinds of strange. If you wear a hat, it will be more similar." Gray said.

Negris pulled out his magician hat and put it on.

On the contrary, it was Duroken who took off his hat. The Conference of Magicians rejected warlocks very much. If he was still dressed as a magician, he might not even be able to enter the city.

After a night of driving, the flying car soon arrived at the Magic Star City, a thousand kilometers away.

Magic Star City is a city built on a mountain. A stone mountain that goes straight up and down abruptly appears on the plain. The top of the mountain is flat, like a tabletop. Magic Star City is built on the 'tabletop'.

There are several ways to go up to the Magic Star City. One is to go up through the twenty-eight lifting platforms around the mountain.

These lifting platforms are large and small, the small ones can hold several carriages, and the large ones can hold hundreds of tons of grain. Their reciprocating lifting and lifting supplies the daily needs of the entire city.

The second is flying. Magicians have their own special abilities. Whether it is flying horizontally or vertically, standing up, sitting down, riding a donkey or riding a broom, you are good if you can fly up.

The third type is the teleportation array, so I won't mention it.

Ange put the flying car into God's Domain, and a group of people walked to the stone mountain in the distance.

Gray wrapped herself tightly in a cloak, only showing a pair of eyes, while introducing: "The stone mountain where the magic star city is located is two hundred meters high, and there are fifteen deep wells hundreds of meters in the city, with water pumps flowing in and out. Constantly pumping water to supply the needs of the whole city."

"The permanent population of the city is about 10,000, belonging to five factions. They formed a magician council to manage the entire city. The magician conference was also held by them."

Negris thought of a question: "No, you said before that among the four truth mages, three want you to disappear forever, so why are there five forces?"

Gray's eyes were a little strange: "I'm the fifth."

"Uh, that's right, truth denier, but don't you only have the strength of a mysterious mage?" Negris asked.

"When I am angry, I will burst out with truth-level strength, and they don't know it, let alone I restrain them." Gray said.

Negris asked suspiciously: "Why do I feel that you are a little excited? Are you trying to make trouble? I warn you, our mission here is to find the thing that can break the barrier of oblivion. You want to make trouble, Wait until we're gone."

"Okay." Gray responded readily.

It seems that Gray really wants to make trouble, but it is also reasonable, she has been messed up so badly, if Ange hadn't saved her, she would be a deaf-mute cripple now, she I hated those who plotted against her to death.

As for who plotted against her? Of course it is three of the four truth mages.

I was a little curious about what she was going to do, and when I was about to ask in detail, a voice suddenly interrupted it: "Hey, do you sell your baby dragon?"

Young dragon? Where are the baby dragons? Everyone turned their heads and saw an aristocratic man sticking his head out of a luxurious carriage and looking at them.

Negris looked left and right, and finally found that everyone's eyes were focused on it, and then it realized that the young dragon was referring to it? This man is going to buy it?

Seeing that they didn't respond, the noble man asked impatiently again: "Hey, how about you, is this pet baby dragon for sale? How much does it cost? You put on all the hats on it, don't you just want to sell it?" Well? Hurry up and quote a price."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what does wearing a hat mean?

Yin Coin immediately rubbed his hands and went forward to say hello: "Oh, my guest, how do I call you? You are really discerning. This is the young dragon of a rare golden dragon. It is extremely rare. Although it is a sub-dragon, it looks like a giant dragon. It's exactly the same, and after being raised and taken out, the eyes of the whole city will be attracted to you, how can such a unique and precious thing be measured by money?"

Hearing that it was Yalong, a trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the noble man, but when he heard that it was exactly the same as a giant dragon, his interest immediately rose again, Yalong is good, if it is a real dragon, it is not good, it is not that he can own.

Hearing that the giant dragon has become extinct, he would be skeptical if the silver coin had to be said to be a giant dragon, but the fact that it was a sub-dragon made the silver coin credible.

"It makes sense. How can a unique and precious thing be measured by money? We'll exchange what you want." The noble man said generously, but he never announced his name. That posture obviously believed that Ange and his party were not qualified. know his name.

Negris was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he kept smiling. He rubbed the silver coins up with his hands. He didn't know how to trick this blind guy, so he just smiled and cooperated.

Thank you, my little wife, for your reward, yearning for the night in the daytime, going to the moon and looking for flowers.