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Chapter seventeen collaborators

It has been many years since the Magician United Union excavated the sky city "Aringe". It has already cleared out the central area and built many magic towers or houses. If the remaining buildings were not valuable for research, Douglas first saw it.

The scene would never be so dilapidated, but now, near the ruins of the core magic tower, a small magic tower rang a melodious bell. According to the agreement, this was a sign that the meeting had begun.

The magicians who were arguing fiercely on the square "reluctantly" closed their mouths, a little regretful that the rare opportunity to vent was over, and slowly "surged" towards the five-story magic tower.

"It seems that the old men have already exchanged good opinions in private..." Fernando muttered. The real agreement is often reached before the meeting, and the meeting is just an occasion for announcement.

Douglas watched in silence as the magicians came from all directions, his eyes deep and he didn't know what he was thinking. It wasn't until the square became deserted that he sighed: "Let's go in too."

"You also feel helpless about their quarrel? At this critical and desperate moment, they are still unwilling to put aside their prejudices and selfishness and cooperate sincerely. To be honest, after seeing the previous scene, I have no doubts about the future of these magic organizations.

I really have no confidence." Fernando complained and moved forward, feeling that he had grasped Douglas's current mood.

Douglas shook his head and said in a low voice: "Everyone has selfish motives. They have it. President Arnold has it, Vice President Rieger has it, Roland has it, you have it, and I have it, so sincere cooperation is definitely not

I hope that everyone will completely abandon their selfishness and show their strength. Let everyone understand that by working with you, there will be a bright future that satisfies their own selfish interests and wishes."

"This is not the kind of strength in the true sense, including but not limited to, it also has richer connotations. For example, even if our real strength is not strong enough now, as long as there is a way to make everyone trust us and feel that we are leading them

The road is full of hope and may lead them to continue on, which is also the category of 'strength'."

His expression was solemn and solemn. There was no trace of despair or resentment.

"Isn't it just a process of building confidence in us through various techniques? In the illusion department, this is a very profound content. The more 'trust' in the 'spell', the better the effect of the spell." Fernando habitually belittled

In the words of Douglas.

Douglas put away his serious expression and looked sideways at Fernando: "Are you familiar with the illusion system?"

He personally is not very good at the theory of illusion. He may be able to use a lot of illusions, but he has not done more in-depth research.

"My teacher is a polymath. Before he was killed, he kept in touch with many masters and magicians from the illusion department, so I also know many magicians from the illusion department." Fernando mentioned his teacher and told him

There doesn't seem to be any deep feelings.

Douglas did not continue to ask. Because the two of them had already reached the front of the Magic Tower, a middle-aged man wearing the "Secret Badge" of the Magician United Union was waiting by the door, asking earnestly: "Is it President Douglas? President?

After the master lets you enter the hall, go to the living room on the side first."

He recognized Douglas through Fernando.

"Okay." Douglas replied politely.

This slightly surprised the middle-aged man, because the doctors in his impression were all very arrogant. Even if they didn't show it externally, they could still clearly feel it in their words and deeds. Even if they were as amiable as President Arnold,

After entering the hall, there were stone benches protruding inside. Douglas and Fernando walked around the outside and stepped into the living room on the side.

"Douglas, come here, let me introduce you." Arnold greeted him with a smile, looking like a kind old man.

Douglas was as calm as water, but Fernando whispered hey. Seeing the old fox's happy face, the negotiation seemed to be going smoothly, and the initial intention to cooperate should have been reached.

After hearing Douglas's name, a dozen or twenty magicians sitting in the small living room looked over at the same time, wary, appraising, and scrutinizing. He was the rumored magician who knew how to "stop time" and made a surprise attack.

Douglas, who went to the tribunal and killed the "assassin"?

Arnold held Douglas's shoulders intimately, pointed to a bloated old man and said: "Nelson, the leader of Red Eyes, the assassin, even though he is so fat, his ability to attack is no less than that of ordinary people.

The Golden Knight."

When he said this, Douglas instantly understood what Nelson was good at. He was undoubtedly good at blood fusion and physical transformation. Perhaps every part of his body had some special ability solidified, which could be used in unexpected ways in battle.

The effect is that the current appearance is just a disguise.

In addition to Nelson's impressive figure, his pair of crystal ruby-like eyes are also eye-catching because they are completely different from his obese appearance. He smiled with trembling fat on his cheeks: "I have always longed for Antiphele.

The engineers who came from it are truly outstanding.”

What he said was longing, but his tone didn't mean it at all.

Douglas, who understood the grudges between the two empires, smiled and nodded, not caring about Nelson's attitude.

Arnold pretended not to hear the implication of Nelson's words and continued to introduce with a smile: "Amaunata, a student of the 'Lord of Shadows', currently one of the two presidents of the 'Shadow Singers'."

Amaunata was shrouded in a black magic robe and sat inconspicuously in a shadow corner. After hearing Arnold's introduction, he just nodded slightly as a greeting. If it wasn't a standard masculine name,

Douglas couldn't even tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

Arnold smiled and joked: "Shadow singers are all attached to shadows."

Not far from Amauna Tower, there is a magician with a cold and gloomy breath. He wears a gorgeous black robe full of dark gold patterns, with only a white skull left on his head, and needle-like dark red eyes dancing in his eyes.

Flame is a typical lich.

"Congas, the magician who single-handedly created the 'Soul Supreme', was once praised by the 'Lord of Shadows' and said that he has great hope of becoming a legendary magician." Arnold introduced this man who was obviously not weaker than Nelson.

The Lich of Amaunator.

Kanges spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant. It was as if someone was sharpening a rusty long sword: "I have never heard Antiphorus's friends mention you."

He seems to have had a close relationship with Antipholus.

"Because there are too many magicians in Antiphore who are more powerful than me." Douglas replied humbly, thinking so in his heart, "and I am a weirdo."

"Yes, but Antiphore was still destroyed by the Pope." Nelson interrupted sharply.

Kangers looked at him and said coldly: "At least the empire has not been destroyed yet, Arthur..."

Cough cough cough, Arnold interrupted the quarrel that was about to break out with a cough, and introduced the lady with dull red hair: "Beautiful Ms. Priscilla, the controller of the Tower of Destroyer, good at everything."

The Elemental Mage of the Great Disintegration."

"Hey, Arnold. Do you want me to give you a try?" Priscilla teased Arnold with a half-smile, and then stretched out his fair and slender right hand, "'Time Stop' and 'Big Disintegration Technique'"

' is the best combination, but unfortunately I don't know the former. I hope to ask you for advice when I have the opportunity."

She is the kindest responder.

"I also yearn for the 'Great Disintegration Technique'. Madam." Douglas naturally extended his hand to shake hands politely.

Fernando followed behind with nothing to do. He murmured to himself, can these old guys with their own agendas really cooperate successfully?

Arnold introduced the heads of other organizations to Douglas and Fernando, but did not mention the matter of cooperation. It seemed that this was a small matter that had already been answered.

During this process, Arnold was smiling all the time, being funny and stirring up the atmosphere very well. This may be why he was the one to complete the win-over, rather than other organizational leaders.

"Okay, it's time for us to go out to the meeting and tell everyone this exciting news as soon as possible." Finally, he pointed his arm toward the door.

All the strong men stood up and followed Anold out.

Since the safety of this gathering was unknown, they all used avatars, simulacra, etc. instead, so not many magicians were brought, and the entire hall was not full.

As the leaders came out, the low-pitched discussion in the hall disappeared.

"Everyone, it has been more than three hundred years since the Dawn War named after the church began. Many of you may not have experienced the supreme life of magic. You were born in panic and depression, and grew up in darkness and despair. In the end, you may be burned on the rack.

Death." When Kangers and others sat down, Arnold suppressed his smile and began to speak with the help of magic.

The heavy beginning made the hall even quieter. An older high-ranking mage thought of the empire's final glory, and a young mage who felt the same thought of his own experience, but they had a common fear, that is, the nightmarish church and the night watchman.

.

After a pause, Arnold continued: "In this darkness, our personal power is so small. Only by helping each other can we hope to break through the thorns and welcome the real dawn. This meeting is to tell everyone

, our organizations present will carry out preliminary cooperation, give up internal fighting, give up quarrels, and fight wholeheartedly to win the living space."

In such a desperate environment, any bit of good news will be "imagined" by the magicians to create a bright future. Therefore, Arnold's words made everyone's breathing become heavy and vaguely excited. With so many organizations united, it should

Can it compete with a parish without legends? If more organizations join in the future...

Fernando curled his lips in disdain, but said nothing.

Arnold did not mention alliance. He knew that this was unrealistic. Without the backing of strong strength, integrating so many organizations with their own ideas would only drag themselves down. The initial cooperation will help to facilitate deeper exchanges in the future.

After describing a wonderful prospect, Arnold ended his speech. At this time, a magician below stood up and asked: "How will we obtain living space in the future?"

The excitement brought about by the good news has gradually subsided, and more and more magicians have begun to question and worry. Their experience tells them that only by being cautious can they live longer, because they have no more capital and have no choice.

Taking risks, if you make the wrong choice, it will be difficult to hope for a comeback.

"Hey, it's not that stupid." Fernando sneered in a low voice.

It was impossible for Arnold to talk about the real content of the cooperation, so he used his eloquence: "...The success of our cooperation will serve as a demonstration, allowing more and more magicians to join us, and attract the attention of His Excellency Legend...

The church is definitely not too powerful to defeat. Alto has gathered many legendary strong men, and their enemies also include vampires, dragons, sea tribes, elves, demons and demons, etc. How many gods are included in this, how many

The pinnacle of legend..."

Desperate people like to hear this kind of description the most. Hope briefly overwhelms doubts, and they are all elites in their respective organizations. They gradually see that the leaders have secretly reached an agreement, so they simply anesthetize themselves with a bright future.

"Yes, we can cooperate with extraordinary creatures and draw elements for the development of magic from them."

"But magic is really better than divine magic? At least it is better than creating legendary powerhouses..."

After Arnold's speech, the magicians' thoughts were racing. Some thought of the benefits of cooperating with extraordinary creatures and the development of magic. Others remembered the decline of magic since the Dawn War...hope, fear, despair, expectation, and so on.

Emotions merge into one.

Nielsen, Kangers, Plischer, Amenata and others spoke briefly and expressed their support, but no one disclosed the specific content of the cooperation.

"Since we are partners, let me introduce to you the magician next to me, Douglas from Antiphore, who is good at 'time stopping' and raided the Inquisition with Fernando..." Arnold showed with satisfaction

Build up the strength of your own union.

The low-pitched exclamations continued, making Arnold gently nod his head, smile and said to Douglas: "Can you also say a few words to everyone?"

Douglas nodded solemnly and stood up. Arnold was stunned for a moment. Why did he have such an expression? What was he going to say?

Fernando also noticed something was wrong with Douglas's expression, because he did not wear his usual warm and calm smile, but he also couldn't figure out why he was like this. As for Nelson and others who didn't know Douglas, they didn't notice anything unusual.

Douglas looked around the hall to calm down the discussions among the magicians, and said in a low but clear voice:

"Gentlemen and ladies, many years ago, our respected ancestors of mankind learned how to use spiritual power from dragons, elves, giants, demons, devils and various magical creatures, and then analyzed them

With their body structure and blood characteristics, they gradually integrated their blood, transformed their bodies, invented many meditation methods to enhance their mental power, and created various magics by referring to the magic pattern structures inside and outside their bodies.

Gained powerful power, drove the devil back to the abyss, kicked the devil back to hell, and made the dragons, elves, and giants either retreat to remote and uninhabited mountains, wilderness and alien spaces, or surrender at our feet.

"

His brief review of the origin and glorious beginning of the Magic Age did not dispel the doubts of Arnold and Fernando, because Douglas was definitely not the one to mention this matter for no reason. The magicians seemed to feel the original glory, and each of them was slightly more energetic.

Excited.(To be continued...)


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