Create the Age of Magic

Horn simply comforted the startled Edward on his shoulders, bowed to the figure and prepared to leave.

The place where this person was standing was already the deepest layer of the cave, and what he was facing was a huge rock wall. Even if Horn appeared, he was not interested in looking back.

But before leaving, he saw what was on the rock wall by the bright firelight.

A huge door was impressively drawn on the rock wall!

Horn hadn't noticed it if he didn't look at it specially. After a careful inspection, he was shocked to find that there was an extremely powerful energy residue on this door!

And there are countless complicated runes and patterns on the door!

Horn wanted to write this down suddenly, but he was dizzy when he just started trying, and he couldn't even remember it!

There is definitely something wrong with this door!

And there is another thing that has begun to break down under the rock wall that has attracted Horn's attention. Before the thing was broken, it should be a black object made of glass, metal, and the same special materials as the telescope. Rectangular board.

From the fracture, Horn can clearly see that there is a rather sophisticated structure inside, and in Horn's knowledge, the only place with this kind of craftsmanship is the world described by the old Douglas, and there will never be such a thing in Ceylon exist.

Horn was a little excited. He thought it would take a long time to find the traces left by old Douglas, but he didn't expect to find it logically just by going straight forward.

He really wanted to rush to the front of the black-haired youth to pick up that strange little board and study it carefully, but he was restrained by himself.

Perhaps because he noticed that Horn had stayed here for a long time and hadn't left, the black-haired figure turned to look at Horn.

And Horn finally saw his face.

This is a young man with red pupils. The lavender eyes seem to have strange magic power under the light of the fire, and Horn suddenly became a little dazed.

He was lost in those eyes!

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his ear, and Horn woke up with a jolt. It turned out that Edward bit his ear!

If it weren't for Edward, would he be addicted forever?

What shocked him was more than that. The young man had already appeared less than one meter in front of him when he was in a trance, looking at Horn with curious eyes. Black axe!

This ax is exactly the same as the ax that drove Jeffrey the black ax crazy back then!

The ax from Jeffrey is still in a tightly sealed wooden box in Horn's laboratory, and he doesn't dare to touch it with his own hands now, but the ax is now in the hands of this young man, and he is far away from it. I am very close!

A third of the exact same ax has appeared!

There was a flash of lightning under Horn's feet, and he stepped back more than ten meters at once, staring at the young man nervously.

Seeing Horn's movement, the young man's red eyes shone even brighter, and finally burst into a substantive purple light, Horn became immobile all of a sudden.

The purple light swept across Horn's body from top to bottom, and he felt that the purple light penetrated his body, and everything about him appeared in the eyes of this young man!

When the scan was over, Horn found that he could act again, but this time he didn't run away rashly.

Because he found that facing this young man, he really had no power to fight back.

The gap between them may be even bigger than that between an ordinary farmer and himself. Even seeing Ilya riding a giant dragon on the third floor of the ruins didn't give Horn that feeling!

Completely bottomless!

"I have no malice, you are very strange, completely different from the spellcasters I have seen before."

The young man looked at Horn curiously with those beautiful purple eyes, and his tone was as old-fashioned as his clothes.

Horn thought he was talking about decades ago, but what he didn't know was that it was thousands of years ago!

But Horn will not believe him just because he said it. After all, the ax that can make people crazy is still in his hands. A second-level fighter will be strengthened into a blood-devouring fighter close to the third-level. become what.

"Are you worried about this?"

The black-haired young man raised his axe, watching Horn feel chills again, is he going to do it?

"You don't seem to understand this thing very well. It can't affect a spellcaster of your level. This is just a small trick that a petty demon god took advantage of a space turmoil that happened here before and couldn't get on the table."

Space turmoil?

When old Douglas came to Ceylon?

This young man seems to be resolving his doubts...

Horn looked at the young man with some doubts. What is his purpose?

"This ax hosts a sliver of power from the Abyssal Demon God, which can arouse the owner's desire to kill in battle, and has a little enhancement. A small part of the power of the person who dies under this ax will become a powerful force against the Demon God." Sacrifice, it's just that this kind of ax that doesn't even care about the will of the world, how much power it will provide that demon god, it's really ridiculous."

When the young man talked about the Abyss Demon God, his tone was very disdainful. After he finished speaking, he gently squeezed it in front of Horn. Countless cracks spread all over the ax in an instant, and then it turned into a pile of black slag and fell to the ground!

At the moment when the ax shattered, Horn seemed to feel a little bit of magic energy dissipating and a void roar.

It's just that the strength of the magic energy is not as good as that of the original wizard Sean, let alone the second-tier demon.

Horn sucked in a breath of cold air. Although he had never touched the ax with his hands, he had tested the strength of the axe. That is to say, Horn had absolutely no way of destroying the axe!

If it is really the Abyssal Demon God as the young man said, then what level of master is the existence of the thing that can crush the Abyssal Demon God?

ninth grade?

Still gods!

Horn was almost amused by his own thoughts. Although the existence of gods did not need to be proven in Ceylon, there had never been any legends about gods turning into mortals and walking in the mortal world.

When did those guys come to the world without being grandiose and looking down on all living beings? Enjoying the awe and respect of everyone?

"What do you want to know from me?"

Horn respectfully told the young man that no matter what level of expert he was, he was an existence that Horn could not afford to offend. Such an existence showed interest in Horn, and even explained to Horn the black What is the ax, then he must want to get something from Horn.

"I'm curious, what are you! And the forces that exist in Ceylon now, about gods and demons."

Douglas' small board floated into the hands of the black-haired young man, and the black-haired young man asked Horn seriously:

"Use this thing as an exchange, are you willing?"

Horn froze for a moment, he asked so seriously that his face was almost pressed against his.

"Well, of course I'd like to tell you, you can ask whatever you want."

The moment he agreed, the black-haired young man's forehead was pressed against Horn's body.

Then his consciousness is out of his control.