The whole army attacked and drove away in one car.
The newly snatched luxury speed car is the best means of transportation. In order to prevent others from recognizing it, Duroken 'decorated' it, put on a new paint job, added a wide body, and drove it on the road.
The speeding car smoothly drove out of the Pond of Life. Nigris lay on the deck and asked Gray: "What's going on at the Magician Conference? What did you say was the thing that cracked the Nirvana Array?"
Gray shook his head: "I don't know either. You know what I couldn't hear at the time. I could only see him talking through the communicator. I guessed some keywords through lip reading, including cracking the barrier of annihilation and magic.
The contents of the division conference.”
Of course that's the case, so no wonder she was so vague.
"Then do you know who he communicated with? What communicator he used?" Nigris asked.
"I don't know, the communicator is in the cabin, the one on the stage." Gray said.
Speaking of 'the one on the stage', Nigris knew which one it was. He had seen it before and it looked like a communicator.
"What about the Magician's Convention? Why haven't I heard of this convention?" Negris asked.
Gray glanced at it strangely: "Sometimes I really wonder, are you people from this world and haven't even heard of the magician conference? Even if you want to keep a low profile, those undead and warlocks are so powerful that you haven't heard of it.
A magician’s convention, right?”
Nigris spread his hands: "We are indeed not from this world. It's too long to talk about. Just think of us as coming from the abyss."
Gray's 'god' ate the blank godhead and became Ange's follower. There is no need to hide this kind of thing from her, but it is too troublesome to talk about. I will explain it slowly later.
Gray nodded suddenly, and the explanation made sense, and continued: "The Magician Conference is an annual conference where all magicians gather together to exchange experiences and exchange knowledge. The time of holding is variable. Generally,
Outsiders don’t know about it, and it is only spread among magicians. It is usually an invitation system, and magicians who receive invitations can bring their followers to participate.”
"Why use an invitation system?" Nigris asked puzzledly.
The grain seed competition held by the Republic of Stars in the main plane is actually a disguised magician conference. Everyone can participate, whether they are civilians or businessmen. There is no restriction on the identity of the participants, and it becomes as lively as a celebration.
Noisy, everyone is celebrating like a festival.
Of course, some people will receive invitations, but those invitations are not admission certificates, but reimbursement vouchers. Stars Academy will bear all expenses for the team that receives the invitations.
For example, the Southern Assassins took the invitation letter and came all the way to Stars Academy for free. They received travel expenses on the return trip, but in order to save money, they walked back and almost died in the desert.
For a conference like this, the bigger the impact, the better. However, it is an invitation-only conference. Could it be that the organizer is too poor to spare the money?
"Because I don't want those warlocks to join in the fun and cause trouble." Gray said with disgust.
Duroken was unhappy: "Kid, do you have any prejudice against warlocks?"
Gray glanced at him and said: "I don't have any prejudice. I am still good friends with some warlocks, but when they encounter academic problems, these warlocks are very annoyed. Their dependence and addiction to external forces have reached the point of being crazy."
, who keeps shouting about the 100 billion turret starburst array all day long, and looks down upon us magicians very much. If the invitation system is not adopted, some magicians will definitely come to cause trouble."
Billion turrets? Starburst array? Duroken looked at the starburst array in the sky and suddenly understood.
The warlock built a powerful starburst magic circle, a god who believed in the storm to clear 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 no power in this world.
Questions are powerful, 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 sow and reap.
If fertilizer is used properly, the yield per mu can be one thousand kilograms, but without fertilizer the yield can be two to three hundred per mu. How can we afford it?
Du Luoken is not from here, and he does not have the habit of looking down on magicians, but he can also understand why the magicians here have this mentality. A magician who has been practicing for decades may not be able to defeat a fully equipped warlock. How can others?
I think highly of you.
Firstly, I don’t want to be messed with, and secondly, because I want to keep a low profile and make it too grand, what should I do if I also provoke the necromancers from the Undead Empire?
If warlocks are just a prejudice created by different industries, those necromancers in the Undead Empire truly despise you.
In the profession of magician, the older you get, the more knowledgeable 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 age increases, a magician's reaction will become slower and his memory will decline. However, undead liches do not have this problem. The longer they live, the tougher their souls become.
Therefore, undead lichs who are hundreds of years old can crush any human magician in knowledge. If they come to interfere, no matter how many human magicians there are, they can only listen obediently.
Negris nodded. He had seen the scene when Rei Oban was training Blue Star. The truth Typhoon Cerulean Star Emperor Rooney was trained like a student who had done something bad, shrinking his head and wringing his fingers.
"What about you? What level of mage are you? I think your magic reaction is almost as strong as the Mage of Truth." Negris asked.
Gray shook his head: "No, I'm just a mystic mage, but when I'm particularly irritable, the one in me will come out. She can deny all truths, and all truth magic will fail. I am the public enemy of all truth mages.
Three of the four truth mages in Magic Star City wish that I would disappear forever."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, deny all truth? Can the realm of forbidden magic be used too?" 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 dangerous than me.
People hate it.”
"Uh, yes, I will introduce you to you when I have time." Nigris said.
The speeding car drove slowly and arrived at the caveman settlement outside the river bend. It was about to drive out along the river. However, when it arrived, it was discovered that the cavemen were holding some large-scale festival and a bunch of people were surrounding the river bend.
A brazier where people danced and danced.
Looking at the familiar brazier, Nigris frowned and said, "Did we forget something?"
Soar! The flames in that brazier suddenly became so powerful that they soared into the sky.
"Woohoo~woohoo~" The caveman thought that his sacrifice had caused something abnormal in the brazier, and he suddenly started singing and dancing more and more excitedly.
The flame disappeared, and the brazier was also extinguished. The contents of the brazier had quietly slipped onto the speeding car, and they lay there complaining: "Master Naige, you are so stingy, causing me to run so far, but this forest is really strange, I know
I sensed the master's location, but I couldn't get there. Fortunately, you guys came out, otherwise I would have become a totem for these cavemen."
"You know I'm stingy and you're still complaining? Be careful, I'll pull you down again. Do you know why you can't get in? Because you are a devil and will pollute those flowers and plants. Please ask the God of Life for advice on how to control your devilish aura, otherwise
You'll never get in," Nigris said.
After hearing someone mentioning himself, the God of Life emerged from Ange's left shoulder, and a small sapling emerged from his right shoulder.
It was the first time Gray saw this kind of scene, and she was stunned on the spot. The God of Life?
…
"Suck, suck hard, 叏多呣@￥#..." The Lord of Terror was forcefully stuffed into an armor. With a burst of spells, the demonic aura it exuded became less and less, and finally disappeared completely.
Nigris came closer and smelled it, nodded and said: "I can't smell the devil anymore. The old tree is really knowledgeable and knows all kinds of magic."
The God of Life responded slowly: "I just lived a little longer."
The armor started to move, and the voice of the Lord of Terror came from inside: "It's so magical, I feel like I have become one with this armor, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all."
Nigris said: "Stand still, stand still and let me take a look."
The Lord of Terror stood upright.
Nigris opened the visor of the armor, and it was empty inside. He leaned closer and took a look inside, and all he saw was an empty armor. Even if he put his hand in, he couldn't touch anything.
"Hehe, don't touch it, it's itchy." The voice of the Lord of Terror came from the armor.
Nigris quickly took it out and shook his claws in disgust: "If you stand there like this, others will think you are wearing empty armor and they will put it on you."
Pulling up his visor, the Lord of Terror said: "So, what is he willing to sell?"
Nigris also put on a little disguise and tied a sign around his neck that read: Pet Nigris lives on Chacha Road in Chachacha City. If you find it, please contact the owner and he will be rewarded heavily.
"Is this appropriate? Pretending to be a pet? How shameful." Nigris pinched himself uncomfortably.
"It's appropriate. Magicians have all kinds of strange pets. It would look more like them if they wore a hat." Gray said.
Nigris took out his magician's hat and put it on.
On the contrary, Duroken took off his hat. The Magician Convention is very repulsive to warlocks. If he were still dressed as a magician, he might not even be able to enter the city.
After a night of driving, the speed 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 suddenly 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 Magic Star City. One is to go up through the twenty-eight lifting platforms on the four sides of the mountain.
These lifting platforms range from large to 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 type is flying. Magicians show their special abilities, whether flying horizontally or vertically, flying standing up or sitting down, riding a donkey or riding a broom. If you can fly up, you are considered powerful.
The third type is the teleportation array, which I will not mention.
Ange took the speed car into the divine realm, and the group walked towards the stone mountain in the distance.
Gray wrapped himself tightly in a cloak, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, while introducing: "The rocky mountain where Magic Star City is located is two hundred meters high. There are fifteen wells several hundred meters deep in the city, with a steady stream of water pumps.
Continuously pumping water to supply the entire city’s needs.”
"The permanent population of the city is about 10,000, belonging to five factions. They form a magician council to manage the entire city. The magician conference is also organized by them."
Nigris thought of a question: "No, you said before that three of the four truth mages want you to disappear forever, so why are there five forces?"
Gray's eyes were a little weird: "I'm the fifth one."
"Well, that's right, truth denier, but aren't you only as powerful as an arcana mage?" Negris asked.
"When I am angry, I will burst out with truth-level strength. They don't know it, let alone how I restrain them." Gray said.
Nigris asked suspiciously: "Why do I feel that you are a little excited? Do you want to cause trouble? Let me warn you, our mission here is to find the thing that can break the enchantment of Nirvana. If you want to cause trouble,
Do it after we leave."
"Okay." Gray responded readily.
It seems that Gray really wants to cause trouble, but this is reasonable. She has been so miserable. If Ange hadn't saved her, she would be a disabled person with broken arms and legs, deaf and mute. She
She hated those people who plotted against her.
As for who plotted against her? Of course it was 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: "Hey, are your baby dragons for sale?"
Baby dragon? Where is the baby dragon? Everyone turned around and saw an aristocratic man sticking his head out of a luxury carriage and looking at them.
Nigris looked left and right, and finally found that everyone's eyes were focused on him. Only then did he realize. Is the young dragon referring to him? This man wants to buy it?
Seeing that they didn't respond, the aristocratic man asked again impatiently: "Hey, what about you, do you want to sell this pet baby dragon? How much does it cost? You put all its hats on, don't you just want to sell it?
What? Hurry up and quote me a price."
Everyone looked at each other, what does wearing a hat mean?
Yin Coin immediately rubbed his hands and stepped forward to greet him: "Oh, this guest, what should I call you? You are really discerning. This is a baby dragon of a rare golden dragon. It is extremely rare. Although it is a sub-dragon, it looks like a giant dragon.
They are exactly the same. After you raise them and take them out, the whole city will be attracted to you. How can such a unique and precious thing be measured by money?"
When he heard it was a dragon, a flash of disappointment flashed in the noble man's eyes, but when he heard it was exactly the same as a giant dragon, his interest immediately increased. Yalong is good, but if it is a real dragon, it is not good. That is not what he can do.
own.
He heard that the giant dragon was extinct. If the silver coin had to be said to be a giant dragon, he would be suspicious, but truthfully stating that it was a dragon made the silver coin more credible.
"It makes sense. How can a unique and precious thing be measured by money? Whatever you want, we will exchange it." The noble man said generously, but never informed his name. His posture obviously meant that Ange and his party were not qualified.
know his name.
Nigris was so angry that his teeth itched, but he kept smiling. He rubbed his hands with silver coins and didn't know how to trick this blind guy. He just smiled and cooperated.
Thank you little wife, I long for the day and night, go to the moon to find flowers, for the reward.