Roland was not too surprised.
Vincent's post said that Andonara only killed one legend, and the other legend escaped.
Several magic towers have special magic communication means. Although it is very expensive and not easy to use, the escaped legend used magic communication means to contact Morton after returning, indicating that the situation is still fine.
Roland could no longer pretend, and he smiled: "Mr. Moulton, did something happen between us?"
"Are you still pretending?" Moulton's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes became murderous, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
Marilyn was so frightened that she hid behind Roland.
She is just a little scout cat who can't stand the imposing manner of the legendary boss.
Roland looked confused: "But... a few days ago, didn't Mr. Moulton say in front of our great elder that nothing happened between you and me?"
Moulton was stunned, and his momentum lost a lot.
Indeed, just three or four days ago, he himself acted stupid in front of Alford and refused to admit what he had done.
But now the situation has changed, and it's Roland's turn to act stupid.
He laughed angrily twice, then looked at Roland and growled in a low voice: "Very good, very good, how dare you set me up."
Now Moulton has understood that he has been completely cheated.
He thought he was monitoring Roland by staying here.
But in essence, Roland was here watching him.
The relationship between the two parties was completely reversed.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The magic around him was gathering, and he was about to take action.
Even if Roland couldn't be killed, it would still be good to kill the kitten next to him.
But at this time, there was a space fluctuation, and Elford teleported over with four elders.
Although they are not specialized in the space system, these legends can still teleport and teleport.
Five people immediately surrounded Moulton.
Moulton looked at the five legends surrounding him and said coldly: "Elford, what do you mean? Do you really want to sacrifice me for a Roland, a master apprentice?" Stay here? Aren't you afraid that other magic towers will have opinions on you?"
"Well, what are you talking about?" Alford's expression was quite happy. He said with a smile: "When did I say such a thing? Haven't we always had a good relationship? Nothing has happened to us. This is not What did you say a few days ago?”
One of the most disgusting things for people is that their own methods are used back on themselves by others.
Now Moulton felt extremely sick, but he still had to hold back his nausea and pretended to be calm and asked: "Then what do you mean? Are you going to put me under house arrest here?"
"No, I just want to discuss something with you." Alford stretched out his hand proudly and said, "Please come with us, is it something very important?"
At this time, Moulton did not know that a large number of Golden Sons had already gathered outside Tebel City.
He thought it was just Barnard who died in Roland's conspiracy and ambush.
But even so, the loss of a legendary death is enough for the Space Magic Tower and Moulton to feel distressed for a long time.
Because he didn't know, he chose to go to the red magic tower for a short period of time to see if there was any improvement.
Roland had what he wanted.
A brand new plane, not the realm of gods and demons where strong people are like forests, but a livable place full of sunshine, woods, and water. Although it is a demon-free or low-magic plane, this does not trouble the Space Magic Tower.
The worst they can do is build a space channel to extract part of the magic power from the main plane into that world.
Moreover, the Golden Son possesses the secret of immortality, and this secret must be in their plane. In any case, as a legend, and as an unbeliever who may die in thirty or forty years, he is very Afraid of being dragged away by Hades after death, where the unbelievers hang wind on the wall.
To avoid this situation, immortality is the best way.
There is really no other way to transform into an undead lich.
Moulton followed Elford and the other four people away. Before leaving, he stared at Roland viciously for a while.
Like a tiger about to bite people.
Roland raised his head slightly, eyes half-closed, and looked at him with a provocative attitude.
In the end, it was Moulton who looked away first.
Roland watched the other party leave. After no one was seen, he took Catwoman back to the manor, told her not to come out casually, and then teleported to Delbon City.
Moulton suddenly turned back in the distance and looked in the direction of Roland Manor.
As the strongest person in the space department on the main plane, he could certainly feel the fluctuations when Roland teleported away.
Where is Roland going here
His eyes seemed uncertain.
Elford was walking in front and suddenly turned around and said: "Molton, you are so old that your brain is stupid, and you no longer have any sense in doing things."
"What do you mean?" Moulton looked at the other party coldly.
He is very annoyed now and even hates Elford.
If he hadn't been obstructing him, Roland wouldn't have been able to stay in the Red Magic Tower. He could have easily captured Roland back. When the time comes, you can cook it however you want.
"Do you think we don't know what Roland, the Golden Son, represents?" Alford looked at the other party with a smile: "The new dimension, the immortal body, do you think we can't see it?"
Moulton's face changed drastically: "Then why are you still trying to stop me?"
"We have investigated the Son of Gold in all aspects, and even invited another Son of Gold to study in our Magic Tower in addition to Roland." Elford said lightly: "After our evaluation for a period of time, the Son of Gold generally It exists in a kind of pride.”
"Haha, if you live forever, everyone will be arrogant. The elves just live longer, and they are so arrogant."
Alford shook his head: "So, it's not an exaggeration to say that all the intelligence departments of your Colorless Magic Tower were dragged into the magma pool and soaked into dregs. They actually did it without investigating anything clearly. You are even more like a fool. .”
"I can't pretend that I didn't hear what you said." Moulton looked at the other party coldly.
Everyone is the great elder of the same magic tower, and their status is equivalent.
Now the other party is condescendingly scolding me for being stupid.
It's like an elder scolding a child. Can you bear this
If Alford doesn't give a suitable reason, he will call him out right now.
Although a big disintegration spell can't kill anyone, it can at least limit the strength of several legends around him.
He can leave calmly.
"Our Red Magic Tower has comprehensively investigated the Sons of Gold, from their group personalities to their habits, worldview, and even general hobbies." Alford chuckled: "Then we came to a conclusion, Gold Although the son’s plane is a demon-free plane, all of them are scholars.”
Moulton's eyes widened in surprise.
"This group of people have at least received more than twelve years of systematic education." Alford sighed: "It is said that the more powerful ones have more than twenty years of systematic education."
Moulton yelled: "This is impossible! You are also from a noble family. Don't you know how many resources are needed to train a scholar? It is not much worse than us magicians."
"I know." Elford said disappointedly: "But it is true. All of them are literate and understand their own words. And they have only been in this world for a year or two, and many of them have already mastered it. He has learned the Holevin language and can write very fluently, even better than most nobles."
Moulton clasped his hands: "This is impossible. How can a world have all scholars?"
"It cannot be said that all of them are scholars. After they graduate, they will divide their work. Some will become businessmen and some will become architects. But it is true that everyone has a basic foundation as a scholar. Our intelligence department worked hard to find out and got the information Yes, when each of their children reaches the age of six, they will be forced by state institutions to read, and if their parents do not allow them to read, their parents will be held accountable."
"Are the children of poor people also forced to study? If they have money?"
"Yes!" Alford nodded: "Because most of the resources they spend on studying are funded by the state. As long as individual families contribute a small part, even the poor can afford it, and they can even get interest-free loans. read."
Moulton was silent.
Elford continued: "You don't have to believe me, but this is indeed the news obtained by our Red Magic Tower."
"I do not believe."
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The magicians of the Golden Sons learn magic, and they can match our students for three days a day, and they can even draw inferences from one example. You can also recruit a few Golden Sons as students in the Space Magic Tower, and it will be clear." Al Ford thought for a while and continued: "By the way, the Sons of Gold have built a city of their own in the Wetland City of Holevin. If you want to know more about them, you can go there and have a look. I put The coordinates are sent to you as a mental message.”
Moulton took over the coordinates, checked it first, and found that the coordinates were indeed on the land of the main plane, not an alien plane or something like that. Then he said: "I'll go over and take a look now. I hope you haven't." Lied to me."
"Swear by magical truth, that is indeed the city built by the Son of Gold." Alford said seriously.
A magician's spiritual oath does not need to be divinely verified. You only need to show your spiritual power and you will understand.
If it is a lie, the mental power will change.
"I'm going to go take a look now."
After completely analyzing this new magic coordinate, Moulton teleported away with a swish.
There are only some magic lights left in the sky.
Then Alford, as well as several other elders, all showed proud smiles.
Quickly walking through a dark passage, my eyes suddenly became bright.
Morton was about to vomit after seeing the teleportation scene.
He was floating in the air at this time, and there was a huge square city in front of him.
Although many places have not been built yet, the traffic roads are already quite perfect.
There are eight horizontal and eighty sixteen main roads, each of which is extremely spacious.
Next to the main road, there are many small streets extending in all directions.
Then outside the city, there were many wooden bird-like things taking off.
He slowly floated down, but before he hit the ground, he suddenly saw many golden sons raising their heads below.
At this time, he was only more than ten meters above the ground.
The expressions on these golden sons were first one of shock and then ecstasy.
They almost simultaneously drew their weapons from their space backpacks.
"Damn it, there's another boss in Wetland City, a boss with a dark red name."
"Don't be stunned. Whoever has the dimensional anchor throws it over first. Don't let him teleport away like the Black Angel last time. Ask me for reimbursement afterwards. I am Moogle, the logistics director of the Cat Little Fatty Guild."
Then more than a dozen dimensional anchor scrolls were thrown out in an instant, blocking Morton's front and back.
Moulton:? ? ? ? ?