Create the Age of Magic

At this moment, countless dusty memories kept popping up in Horn's mind, and scenes were staged one after another.

All memories of witches and wizards,

All his knowledge of the major forces in Ceylon,

All that Horn knew about gods and demons,

As long as the memories related to the question asked by the black-haired youth just now were shown in Horn's mind like a slide show.

No matter how Horn himself resisted, the screening was still going on.

A pair of purple eyes floated in the sky of every memory and looked down indifferently. The black-haired young man in front of him was spying on Horn's memory!

Time passed quickly in the world of memories, and what the black-haired young man watched was not all of Horn's memories. What he read were all the questions he had asked, without crossing the line at all.

"So it is, so it is!

So it seems that a lot of things have happened in the thousands of years since I stopped, gods, have those guys also become gods?

hehe……"

Horn's body was already drenched in sweat, and the feeling of being unable to control his own memory just now was too terrifying for him.

He looked at the black-haired youth in horror, trying to see what happened on his face.

The black-haired young man manipulated the small board and landed in front of Horn, smiled stiffly at Horn and said:

"I ask a question, you are willing to answer it, and I give you a reward. This is a fair deal."

His answer made Horn even more confused. He had promised to answer, why did he still need to look at his memory, and how did he do it!

"What I want to know, you can't tell, I can check your memory under the witness of the contract, it's fair!"

fair?

Who the hell wants fairness!

Under his power, he experienced everything that happened before again.

Including being tied to the stake when he was a child, watching the people in front of him being burned to death one by one by the blue flames, and he could only wait helplessly and desperately for all this to happen.

The replay of this memory, the hatred, fear and despair he experienced when he was a child all reappeared in the same way, mixed with this fear and despair is Horn's endless anger now!

Not only that, in this short period of time, he seems to have relived his entire life from the time he awakened as a witch and was sent to the church by his parents until now. For him, these years have nothing to do with gods, demons, and magic. Basically nonexistent.

Those messy memories and strong emotional impact have made Horn's mind blank now, and he can hardly stand upright.

The black-haired young man already knew what he wanted to know, so there was no need for him to stay here.

Before leaving he said to Horn:

"You are a growing seed, I am looking forward to what the final stage of your growth will look like, and also, observe everything you can observe, and then think..."

Then he turned into a burst of purple light spots and disappeared in front of Horn.

...

Horn sat on the ground for a long time. There was nothing wrong with his body, but he couldn't bear it mentally.

This black-haired young man who appeared suddenly made Horn's blurred things clear, and the faces of his parents, whom he had almost forgotten, became clear again.

All kinds of chaotic thoughts filled Horn's brain, and he sat in a cave with almost no light for several hours.

The fireball had already disappeared when the black-haired youth read Horn's memory.

With this clear memory, he began to think about all the decisions he had made since he saved Enoch on an outing.

From the beginning of doing things without thinking at all, to now thinking fully before doing things and starting to restrain his impulse, he found that he has really grown a lot in the past half a year.

But there are still many times when he actually made wrong decisions. If there were not some accidents, he might be dead now. Although his experience is not so exaggerated, the many times he saved himself from danger is actually similar to the protagonists in those novels...

Then he thought a lot. He thought of his teacher, the mysterious organization behind Elijah, and every witch who was still in the house of magic.

Finally, he thought of the young man in black this time, and he once again ignited Horn's desire for power.

This feeling of being without resistance was read into memory, and everything about him was displayed in front of people without any concealment. He didn't want to try again.

If he has the strength to resist, he must make that guy pay the price. Reading his memory is not something that can be fooled by a fair deal!

Thinking of this, Horn couldn't help touching his backpack. The dragon blood fruit that Roland gave him was still in his backpack. After eating this fruit, his strength should improve.

Patting the dust off his body, Horn stood up from the ground, ignited a fireball and started walking towards the outside world.

Edward on his shoulders had already fallen asleep, otherwise Horn would not have been able to think about life so quietly, and this bird had already interrupted his thinking.

Horne walked softly, but Edward was still awake, and once he did he started chattering again.

"You finally woke up meow, you ignored me when I talked to you just now, by the way, let me tell you, don't mess with that black-haired guy, he is much more terrifying than that wizard, I can't save him if I really pissed him off you."

Why……

Horn let out a long sigh. He walked softly just now not because he was afraid of waking up Edward, but because he was afraid of being woken up by Edward's nagging. Of course he knew what he said and it was more profound than Edward's.

But speaking of it, although Edward was not very polite and nagging when he spoke, Edward could sometimes be quiet for a long time if he didn't start a conversation.

But as soon as you talk to him he starts talking.

With the small board obtained at the painful price of being watched and remembered, Horn left the cave to pick up Daisy and return to the magic house.

When Horn walked out of the cave, he saw that people from the Akuin family were transporting some huge stone slabs. This is the wall of the underground hall!

They actually tore down the wall and shipped it away!

More people is better...

Although this trip to the ruins has encountered many twists and turns, it has also gained a lot of things, although the usefulness of those things is almost non-existent...

The thought of studying these things after going back gave Horn a headache.

Some distance away from the cave, Horn looked back by a strange coincidence.

Then the pupils shrank sharply.

I saw that the hole and the rock above the hole formed a huge smiling face.

And the shape of this smiling face is the shape of the mask on the face of the wild witch's smiling face that mysteriously disappeared and only Horn remembered!

Rubbing your eyes and looking again, it turned into ordinary caves and rocks, without the smiling face before!

But Horn believed that he was absolutely right!

For a moment, Horn felt a huge shadow entrenched around him!