Create the Age of Magic

The black-haired young man casually revealed the secret that Horn had been hiding all along, as if what Horn had in his body was not the seed of the world that could turn a person into a god, but a big carrot on the side of the road.

"What is your purpose, and what is the seed of the world you said? I don't know." Horn's face changed drastically, and a strange flame ignited in the hand behind his back. A forbidden curse that was created by accident and has not yet been officially named.

Horn knew that the Seed of the World was probably the most precious thing in Ceylon. With the Seed of the World, a legendary powerhouse could be created, but the guy on the other side knew that he had the Seed of the World in his body, so he called himself over Is it to seize the seed of the world in the body?

As long as the black-haired young man moves slightly, he will input magic power into this magic model, and then release it towards his face. Forbidden spells are his most powerful means, but whether it can deal with this black-haired young man Horn There is no end yet, because the opponent is too strong, so strong that Horn can't follow.

"This is the second time I've told you, take it easy and don't be so serious, and don't prepare that move, it won't hurt me if it's wasted, but it's not good to hurt flowers and plants."

With a wave of the black-haired young man's hand, Horn stretched out his hand behind his back involuntarily, and the magic brilliance slowly dissipated, and he couldn't make any resistance during the whole process.

There was a bitter smile on Horn's face. He had just pretended to be a strong man in front of Johnny with his tyrannical strength, and now he is here to be slaughtered. It feels really bad, very bad.

"When we first met, I knew that you had the Seed of the World in your body. If I wanted to rob you, I would have robbed you long ago. Why wait until now? In a sense, I am on the same front as you Yes." The black-haired young man said something that shocked Horn.

"You knew at that time?" Horn looked at the black-haired young man in shock, and suddenly felt that this guy had become even more unpredictable.

"Of course, remember what I said to you back then?" The black-haired young man sat up straight, his face turned icy cold, exuding an ancient and icy breath, he said to Horn indifferently:

"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..."

Now Horn had nothing to say. The growing seeds were obviously implying the Seed of the World in Horn's body. It seemed that at that time the black-haired young man knew that Horn had the Seed of the World in his body.

But having said that, the current black-haired young man is not as cold as before, and the ancient aura and vague evil feeling on his body have all disappeared. If Horn hadn't seen all kinds of miracles, the current black-haired young man seems even more Like a normal human being.

"It seems that you have understood the current situation. For possible cooperation in the future, let me introduce first. I am the devil lord from hell, Marquis of Hell Mortia Theodore."

The black-haired youth, Mortia, stood up and took two steps in front of Horn. A burst of black and purple smoke flashed, and a creature completely different from humans appeared in front of Horn.

His body was as tall as a human, his skin was shriveled and wrinkled, his fingers were slender and had sharp claws, his head had more than a dozen horns of different sizes, and under the horns were more than a dozen dark purple eyes.

This is Mortia's real body. He is wearing an old-fashioned aristocratic costume, exuding a cold and evil aura.

Horn couldn't help but take two steps back. Just relying on the breath that came out, he actually trembled a little. This was pure fear!

Horne had never heard of devils and hell, he had only heard of demons and the abyss, but judging from the feeling that the breath gave Horn, Mortia might be similar to demons.

The devil's aura is a scorching and destructive power, while his power is very cold and calm, but there is a hint of hysteria and evil in the depths of the power of both!

Mortia put away his breath, and turned back into the gentle and elegant black-haired youth, but in just a few short breaths, Horn's body was covered in cold sweat.

"Are you a demon?"

"Demons? Oh, don't compare me with that kind of vulgar thing. We devils are not the kind of lunatics who want to destroy everything. What we need is a soul full of sin and despair."

Mortia said disdainfully, and then his face was a little dark, and he laughed at himself in his heart: "But maybe I shouldn't be able to get along with the devil now..."

"What is your purpose for looking for me?" Horn ignored the gloomy look in Mortia's eyes. Even though Mortia was not a devil, the aura he revealed was enough to make Horn wary of him.

"Aren't you curious why I called you over in this way?" Mortia did not answer Horn's question, but asked Horn back.

"How you call me over is up to you. Anyway, you are much stronger than me, so you can do whatever you want." Horn didn't understand why Mortia asked.

Motia shook his finger in front of Horn: "No, no, this question is actually very important, because only if you come here like this, you will not be discovered by others. If I go to you directly, then the matter of our meeting It must be known by others, so I made it so complicated."

"Others, who?" Horn asked with a frown, and now it seems to be getting more and more involved.

"I don't want anyone but you and me to know what happened here today, including the thirteen holy spirits of the Kingdom of Holy Light, and... the will of the world! You should know that the will of the world has been watching you." Mo Leah said slowly.

"The will of the world is the world itself. How is it possible to avoid the will of the world?" Horn didn't believe his words. Horn didn't know what happened to the thirteen holy spirits, but how could he avoid the will of the world? Woolen cloth?

"How is it impossible? Don't think the will of the world is too strong. If he is really irresistible, how can he keep stalemate with those weak gods?"

Motia stepped forward and whispered into Horn's ear, "The will of the world has been manipulating everything about you, and you must have felt very distressed.

If you don't want to be like a marionette, at the mercy of the will of the world, and what happens in the end depends on his mood, then now, in this place where no one can watch, is your chance! "