Create the Age of Magic

Demagogy is the devil's talent, and Mortia can even make an ordinary person willingly contribute his soul with only one copper coin.

Although Mortia had no intention of deceiving Horn, it was not difficult to add some power to his words and add some credibility to his words.

"Why did you help me?" The flame in Horn's heart was suddenly stirred up by Moriah, and an inexplicable longing rose in his heart.

That's right, he is unwilling, unwilling to be controlled by others all his life, but he can't resist, and he doesn't know how to resist, because he knows that all his actions are in the eyes of the world's will, and he has no secrets in front of the world's will.

Everything about him has been arranged by others, and he doesn't even know which of his accomplishments is the reason for his own efforts, which achievement is the arrangement made by the will of the world, and it is even possible that the means he wants to resist is the will of the world arranged.

"I know that my identity is not easy to gain trust, but I told you anyway, so it can be seen that I have no intention of lying to you. The opportunity I can provide you to get out of control is what I want in exchange for your trust. chips."

Moria took two steps back with a smile and opened his hands, wanting Horn to trust him completely: "I didn't do anything to you, all your decisions now are made by yourself.

So now you tell me, are you ready to accept my kindness, and then both of us can get what we want, or do you turn around and leave without meddling, as if everything here has never been discovered?

Don't try to lie to me, you know I can read your heart. "

Horn didn't want to trust Mortia, and didn't want to get involved in this seemingly troublesome matter, but he knew very well that this might be his only chance, a chance to get rid of the control of the world's will!

So after hesitating for a moment, he still reached out to Mortia. The opportunity that Mortia proposed to let him break free from the will of the world was what he wanted most.

Mortia smiled, knowing that the transaction was successful, he also held Horn's hand: "That's right, because this is the best choice, no matter for the two of us. "

After reaching an agreement, Mortia sat back in his chair and poured a glass of water into the small water glass on Horn's side. There were some tiny green light spots in the water, and Horn sat opposite, looking at the water in a daze.

"Drink it, you feel right, this water contains pure soul energy, this glass of water can give you a lot of benefits."

After hesitating for a while, Horn took a sip like drinking tea. The pores of his whole body seemed to be opened, and he could feel that his soul became more solid than before.

"Well, it's a good thing."

Then Mortia sat upright. The conversation between him and Horn was about to start officially. His attitude was very upright. This is the attitude of their devils when they talk about things. They value the contract most, so they are doing something related to the transaction. I am very serious when doing things.

"Let's talk about your problem first. Whether you want to develop the magic council, destroy the church and the gods, or you want to get rid of the control of the will of the world, you have to remember that you only have two hundred Eighty years or so."

"It's only about two hundred and eighty years, why is that, what will happen after two hundred and eighty years?" Horn asked puzzled.

It is necessary for Horn to destroy the church and the gods, but he has never been in a hurry because he knows that this cannot be accomplished in a short period of time, not even within a generation.

"Because after two hundred and eighty years, there will be a great change in Ceylon."

"How big is it?"

"The sky is turned upside down, the sun and the moon are reversed, not only for your magic council, but for any race in this world. It is an incomparably huge change." Motia tried his best to describe the magnitude of this change.

Looking at Mortia's expression, Horn also realized that he was not joking, and something unexpected would really happen after two hundred and eighty years.

Horn himself seldom thinks about such long-term things, because it has only been sixteen years since he left the city of Lien, and his entire life has only been less than forty years. More than eighty years later, Horn is a little at a loss.

"Then let me tell you what the changes are. What I'm going to say next is not a secret among some top forces, but you probably haven't heard of it." Motia lowered his voice, thinking Tsukuru said to Horn mysteriously.

"Speak, I'm listening." Before Mortia started to speak, Horn felt inexplicably nervous.

"First of all, after more than two hundred and eighty years, the barriers of the Land Abandoned by God will disappear. At that time, the defense that protects you from being invaded and the proud defense of the Land Abandoned by God will no longer exist. Any church can drive straight in. Then Then you will have nowhere to hide."

"How is this possible? The barrier has existed for countless years, how could it disappear after more than two hundred years?"

Horn couldn't believe what he said. He lived in the Land Abandoned by God, and he was regarded as a high-ranking person, but he had never heard of such a thing. will face disastrous consequences.

"This is more than that, this is just one of the changes." Motia did not finish: "In addition to your God Abandoned Land, the world tree of the elves will also be dormant, and the elves will also face the same situation as you .”

Horn nodded lightly, no wonder the elves have been seeking to expand and find ways to enhance the strength of the elves. It turns out that they know the catastrophic future they are about to face.

It is conceivable how the major churches will attack the few places on the mainland that do not obey the rule of the gods after their protection disappears.

"Of course, none of this is a big problem for you. I have studied it and found that your magic council has developed rapidly. It has been more than two hundred years, which is enough for you to support yourself in front of the church."

Mortia continued, Horn felt a little relieved when he heard this. Their Magic Council has developed extremely fast, and they are already very strong in only a dozen years.

If there were more than two hundred years, at least Yi'an and the others could all be promoted to become nine-ring magicians. At that time, even if the church targeted the magic council, the council would have a little bit of resistance.

"But relying on your Magic Council alone is not enough, because after two hundred and eighty years, the will of Ceylon's world will restrict the gods to the extreme. Action Ceylon!"