Create the Age of Magic

　　 Horn thought a lot, but still congratulated Luke, he will become the fourth magician in the team.

　　 At first glance, you can enter the Sea of ​​Consciousness. It seems that there is not much improvement except for learning other spells.

actually not.

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

　　 will be more handy for the release of magic.

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

　　 But if you let Luke now fight against the old Luke, it would be a crush in all aspects!

　　 asked Luke to explore the Sea of ​​Consciousness by himself, and Horn walked out of the door of the Traveler’s House neatly dressed.

　　 Jim has been waiting here for a long time, and a huge sparrow is standing beside him, his big dark eyes twirling and appearing very spiritual.

　　 "Um...we are just going to the palace, do we need to ride it?"

　　 Horn looked at the thin hemp rope in Jim's hand and said tremblingly.

　　 Is it going to be **** again?

　　 "You don't want to take the skylark. After all, there are steps on the world tree to go up, but are you sure you want to climb to the top of the world tree to see His Majesty Stuart?"

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

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

　　 Was it **** or climbed to the top of the World Tree on foot...

　　 Horn weighed it a little, with a firm look on his face, and climbed up the huge sparrow, the skylark in Jim's mouth.

　　 After flying for a while, the skylark fell, Horn adjusted his clothes and hair that had been messed up by the wind pressure and ropes in the flight before he started to watch the Elf Palace.

　　 At the top of the main trunk of the World Tree, surrounded by a pile of tall towers, a green egg-shaped building caught Horn's eyes.

　　 Apart from the green color, this building is very simple notation, not like an elf style, but it blends perfectly with the surrounding buildings.

　　 That is the Elf Palace!

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

　　 If the egg-shaped appearance on the outside is very simple notation, 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 gorgeous patterns, even the floor.

　　 He walked carefully on the hollowed-out floor, for fear of stepping on the floor accidentally.

　　 But he obviously thinks too much. The building materials are basically similar to the staff in his hand. Even if he intentionally destroys it, he can't destroy much.

　　 followed the guards who led the way forward in silence, and finally came to the main hall of the Elf Palace, the residence of the Elf King Stuart.

　　 Although Horn felt like a stubborn sigh at what he saw along the way, there was no shocked expression on his face.

　　 I feel a little embarrassed because of this.

　　 But when the guards finally pushed the door open, Horn couldn't help but change his face when he saw what was inside.

　　 is not how luxurious the palace is, but because there is no lamp or window inside the palace.

　　 The entire palace is completely dark!

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

　　 is the faint light from Angelina, the elf.

　　 With this gleam, Horn finally saw the Elf King whom he had only heard but had never seen before.

　　 It was a very delicate looking man, wearing a luxurious golden-green robe, and on his head a jasper crown with strange crystals that kept changing colors in the center.

　　 In his left hand he held a goblet inlaid with gems of various colors, and his right hand played with his long snow-white hair scattered on his shoulders, leaning lazily on the throne and looking at Horn who entered the palace with interest.

　　 In this pitch black, Stuart, shrouded in green light, seemed like a god.

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

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

　　 "This is Stuart, you should have met Eloniel..."

　　Ironil?

　　 That vampire?

　　 How did he know!

　　 Horn’s thoughts were mixed, and he suddenly felt that he had touched the tip of the iceberg of a huge organization. Although the previous Ilya and Iloniel were masters, Horn still didn’t care about the level of this organization.

　　 Now the elf king Stuart knows Iloniir, and they seem to be familiar with the tone.

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

　　 "Are you wondering why I knew that you met the vampire~www.readwn.com~ and even suspected that I was in the same group with that vampire?"

　　 Stuart took a sip of the drink gently. Any action is impeccably perfect. If Ilonil is the ultimate polite, then the male elf in front of him is the ultimate elegance.

　　 Even a simple act of drinking makes him do all kinds of style.

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

　　 You guessed it, Horn already knew his answer in his heart, it was indeed...

"you guessed wrong!

　　 I'm not the same with that vampire. Obviously you have not passed his test depending on your strength, otherwise you don't have to go to the land of God's Forsaken. "

　　 Horn frowned, and the conversation with the Elf King reminded him of the 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.

　　 Stuart's mouth curled up in a nice arc.

　　 "I said this to you just to tell you. I still know you well. This is a pavement for the next words."

　　 "Next? Your Majesty, what do you want to say?"

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

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

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

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

　　 He placed his right hand on Horn’s shoulder, bent his waist slightly and brought his face closer to Horn’s, and said:

　　 "I want to make a deal with you!"