Vol 6 Chapter 329

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
"Fortunately, the snakes and lizards were just frightened, and I calmed them down and they were all right," Funia replied. Now she is better than blue out of blue. She stands out from the ordinary druids, as if to support the prophecy about the daughter of the forest. Funia has a special talent for communicating with animals and listening to the sound of the forest. Druids often can communicate with the beast at best, but she can understand the language of Warcraft and plants. Now she is the leading Druid of the Deadwood Council. She is only under a few Druids, and the elder also intends to pass on her. However, after hearing that Warhara's Lair of Warcraft is in trouble, she He volunteered to come here.

Now Funia is not only the mentor of all the Warcraft breeders in the snake lizard breeding area, but also responsible for the agricultural production guidance of Valhalla. All the druids in the fir fir collar obey her instructions. Her Status can be said to be second only to a few people such as Antitina in the system of Earl Toniger.

"Thank you, Funia," Antitina replied sincerely.

"This is what I should do, sister Antinina." The girl looked very modest.

Having said that, Funia stopped and glanced at Levin Ornesson in that direction. Antitina noticed her look, realized something, and lowered her voice, "What's wrong, Funia?"

"Sister Antietina, the workers have strayed into the hatchery just to seduce the snake lizard."

"Is that still the thing?"

Funia nodded.

Antitina frowned. The secret plan was one of Valhalla's top secrets, and it originated in Valhalla's continuous evolution and a paper report of Glorious Monica. The report mentioned the process of Valhalla's gradual recovery. In the Archean period, this fortress was originally a part of the world tree. It was not a dead thing. Today, its recovery process is worse than an orderly growth process.

She thought of the possibility mentioned by Guangling. Although she was not sure if the other party had exaggerated it, if it was successful, it would have been a sea change for Valhalla.

But that was afterwards. At present, the generalized energy on the ground in the central area continues to cause the agitation of the snake lizards. If this continues, I am afraid that it will be noticed by outsiders sooner or later.

Naturally, this plan cannot be known to outsiders. Antitina glanced at Levin and others not far away, thinking that what the eldest son 'sees' right now should be all the 'public secrets' of Valhalla. Already.

She patted Funia on the shoulder. He motioned for the latter to follow him.

"That means Valhalla can fly?"

In Valhalla's central magic pool, Antinina and Funia met Monica here. The lady of light has not left this place for a month.

The vortex of light's lair is also placed in this place. At this time, Valhalla already has three complete magic pools, and a steady stream of magic is transported into the vortex of light. Every few minutes, a light is born from it.

While monitoring the operation of the Whirlpool of Light, Monica answered the question of Miss Staff: "Flying is temporarily impossible. Don't think about it until you have one, two, three or twelve magic pools to convey magic Think, although none of the fortresses of the gods and people were not floating in the past, it is very good to make it walk now. "

"How long will that take," Antitina asked with a frown, "The lower part of the city is close to the root system of Valhalla, and the huge energy that generalizes from the root system will sooner or later be noticed by others, and in several nests Warcraft are beginning to feel uneasy. "

"I can have Valhalla put a layer of insulation." Monica thought about it. Answered.

"Forget it, we don't have that much magic to waste, is there any other way?"

Antitina knows that each evolution of Valhalla requires a lot of magic power. These magic powers could be supported by digging out the magic power ore from the Black Forest. However, with the growth of Valhalla, there were originally magic power ore deposits for export. Now it has started to import.

Fortunately, there is an alliance of Queen Hanlu in the sea of ​​flashes, her Semper Naga guarding this route all year round, so that Tonigel's ocean trade will not be interrupted by the chaos in the north.

"To the evolution of Gavarhala, in addition to increasing the source of magic. It can also improve the transmission efficiency of magic, which is also a disguised increase in the input of magic," Monica thought for a moment, and said, "You are not studying that magic. A transmission device. So, I let Valhalla open a new hall just below the pool of the moon. There we build a magic transmission hall to let the magic of the moon pool enter the vein of the world tree. Conversion of your devices. "

Transforming magic power can indeed improve the utilization efficiency of magic power, which is also the principle of the Hazel's magic guiding device. Purify the magic power that can be purified by the wizard through the means of construction, so that mortals can also use magic.

In fact, the more powerful a wizard is, the more efficient he is at purifying magic. The external manifestation is that he can master more powerful magic. The same is true of more advanced magic guides. The new generation of magic guides opened by Antitina Although the device is not comparable to the cutting-edge craftsmanship that the Hazel people represent in this era, but under the suggestion (plug-in) of Brando, it has also far surpassed the Eruin she created in history. The first generation of magic guide transmission device.

But this lady was a bit unsure. Although her talent for magic guide design may be far beyond her internal abilities, the greater the expectations, the more often she will suffer: "The thing I designed has not yet been implemented. Through actual experiments "

"It doesn't matter," Monica replied grinningly, "practice is the best experiment, and we have always done it like this."

"I ask, do you light accidents often?"

"Well," Monica thought for a moment. "Some people die occasionally."

There was a deep skepticism on the lady's face. She was very skeptical of the counting ability of these light spirits. How many times did they call them, and how many people died?

Nimesis carefully turned a fourteen-leaf jingshui together with the pottery in which it was planted, embracing his hands, squinting to appreciate the sunlight shining through the glass windows on its spikes.

The bright sunlight brightened the ink bottle on the table and cast a shadow under the feathers of the quill pen. On the side bound map, the hands on the dial of the copper-plated pocket watch just passed three o'clock. Scale.

Each of the furnishings on the table is not neat and meticulous, and the clerk is meticulous. It seems that the carefully arranged order of arrangement reflects the unusual interest of the hostess.

A paw carefully opened the door. A chubby head reached out outside the door, and the two eyes on his head blinked, staring at the hostess in the room with some fear.

"Come in," the Horsewoman seemed to sense someone pushing the door open. Over his head, he replied with a smile: "You can rest assured, I'm not here to talk to you about the theft of the magic crystal a few days ago."

"That's not what I did!" Star hurriedly swayed his paw and said sharply, "I haven't been to the Star Warehouse!"

"Oh, there is a starry warehouse. It seems I have to have someone check it out."

The eyes of the chubby dragon showed a terrified look, scared and almost fled: "Impossible, I didn't do it elsewhere! I swear, I have only been to the starry warehouse, and there are vicious thieves planting me!"

"You just denied that."

"Miss Nimesis, that's it"

Then it saw the dangerous smile on the horsewoman's face.

"Call me Lord." Nemesis snorted angrily.

"Master Cavalier."

Stall looked downcast, but he didn't dare to disobey this terrible female devil, and could only grind his rolling body and squeezed into the room, and Nimesis frowned, watching the creaking door frame, At one point it was suspected that it would announce retirement.

"Why don't you become human, Star?"

"Since Lord Dragon God has betrayed. This is what it looks like," Star replied dejectedly, "the power of the Dragons is declining day by day, oh my god, this bad age."

"But why doesn't Ms. Mithril look like this?" Nimesis remembered Ms. Mithril who sent it from Long Island, and it was Ms. Yinlong who conveyed to Valhalla about the disaster in the north. information.

"She's an adult dragon, Lord Nimesis, I'm just a poor little guy."

"In terms of horizontal area alone, you little one is not small at all." Nimeixisi teased indignantly.

The color of embarrassment appeared on Starr's face, but he deliberately wanted to open his teeth and dance, but did not have the courage. This month. The good old days have come to an end since Miss Staff gave it to the terrible horsewoman.

The latter's endless methods almost did not let it lose half a life. Where does it know that there is a level of gap between the insights of this mortal lady and the latter who once managed a large guild. And it is just a young dragon hiding in the glacier for hundreds of years.

"Sta," Nimesis knocked at the table. "Do you think about the **** mission of Prince Haruzer to Lantoniran?"

"Oh, I think about that again"

The horsewoman watched this guy who was too lazy to move. Started: "Then we have to talk about the theft of Starry Warehouse."

"No," the chubby dragon screamed, "You say good or not, Master Nimesis."

"Yes, I originally wanted to talk about Prince Haruze, but you chose to reject the topic, didn't you?"

When Star heard that she would almost grab the ground with her head, she mourned in pain: "This is despicable coercion."

"Almost exactly that."

The "I" chubby dragon stood upright. It almost resisted tyranny, but the moment it came into contact with Nemesis's gaze, the young dragon turned into a little sheep again. agreed."

"That's fine," Nimesis replied with a smile. "So, when Miss Hipamila comes, maybe I've forgotten a lot of things."

Starr could not help but mourn again.

(To be continued.)

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