"Fortunately, the snake lizards were just shocked. I comforted them and they were all right." Fonia replied. Now she is already out of blue and better than blue. She stands out from the ordinary druids, as if to prove the prophecy about the daughter of the forest. Fonia has a special talent for communicating with animals and listening to the sounds of the forest. -Druids are often at best able to communicate with beasts, but she can understand the language of warcraft and plants. Now she is the leading druid of the Witherbark Council, and her status is only under a few archdruids, and the great elders also deliberately said to be located in her, but after hearing that Valhalla’s beast lair was in trouble, she volunteered. Came here.
Now Fonia is not only the instructor of all Warcraft breeders in the snake lizard breeding area, but also in charge of the agricultural production guidance of Valhalla. Almost all the druids in the firs follow her command. The status in the system of Count Tonigel can be said to be second only to a few people such as Antitina.
"Thank you, Fonia." Antitina replied sincerely.
"This is what I should do, Sister Antitina." The girl looked very humble.
Speaking of this, Fonia paused and glanced in the direction of Levin Onesson. Antitina noticed her look, realized something, and lowered her voice and said, "What's the matter, Fonia?"
"Sister Antitina, the workers strayed into the incubation room just to make the snake lizard go crazy."
"Is that still the matter?"
Fonia nodded.
Antitina frowned. That secret plan is one of Valhalla's top secrets. It originated from Valhalla's continuous evolution and a report by Monica of Light Spirit. The report mentioned the process of Valhalla's gradual recovery. In the ancient times, this fortress was originally a part of the world tree. It was originally not a dead object. Now its recovery process is not as an orderly growth process.
She thought of the possibility that Guangling mentioned, although she was still not sure whether the other party was exaggerating, but if it succeeded, it would indeed be an earth-shaking change for Valhalla.
However, that is what happened later. The energy that is currently generalizing on the ground in the central area continues to cause the snakes and lizards to be restless. If this continues, it may sooner or later make outsiders notice the clues.
Naturally, this plan cannot be known to outsiders. Antitina glanced at Levin and others not far away, thinking that what the eldest son of the king'sees' should be all the'open secrets' of Valhalla. NS.
She patted Funia on the shoulder and motioned for the latter to come with herself.
"That means Valhalla can fly?"
In the central magic pool of Valhalla, Antitina and Fonia met Monica here, this light lady has not left this place for a month.
The lair of the light spirits—the vortex of light is also placed in this place. At this time, Valhalla already has three complete mana pools, and a steady stream of magic power is sent into the vortex of light. Every few minutes, there will be A light spirit was born from it.
While monitoring the operation of the vortex of light, Monica answered the question from the lady of the staff: "It is temporarily impossible to fly. I think about it before I have one, two, three... twelve magic pools to transmit magic power. Don't think about it. Although none of the fortresses of the gods and people were not floating in the past, it is good for us to make it walk."
"How long will it take?" Antitina asked with a frown, "Xiacheng is next to Valhalla's root system. The huge energy generalized from the root system will sooner or later arouse other people's awareness, and there are several lairs. The monsters are also beginning to feel uneasy."
"I can let Valhalla set up an isolation layer." Monica thought for a while and replied.
"Forget it, we don't have so much magic power to waste, is there any other way?"
Antitina knew that every evolution of Valhalla requires a lot of magic power. These magic powers were originally supported by digging out magic ore from the Black Forest, but as Valhalla grew, there was originally a surplus of magic ore that was exported. Now it has begun to import.
Fortunately, there is the alliance of the Queen of Cold Dew in the sea of shining, and her shining scale naga guards this route all year round, so that Tonigel's ocean trade will not be interrupted by the chaos in the north.
"To accelerate the evolution of Valhalla, in addition to increasing the source of magic power, it can also increase the transmission efficiency of magic power. This is also a disguised increase in the input of magic power," Monica thought for a while and said: "You are not studying that magic power. Transmission device? Let’s do this. I asked Valhalla to open up a new hall, just below the Moon Pool. We will build a magic power transmission hall there. Before the magic power of the Moon Pool enters the vein of the World Tree, we will pass through Transformation of your devices."
Transforming magical power can indeed increase the efficiency of magical use. This is also the principle of the Hazel magical device. The magical power purified by wizards can be purified by means of construction, so that mortals can also use magic.
In fact, the stronger the wizard, the higher the efficiency of purifying magic power. Its external performance is that he can master more powerful magic, and the more advanced magic device is also the same. A new generation of magic wizard developed by Antitina Although the device is not as good as the cutting-edge craftsmanship represented by the Hazel people in this era, under Brando’s suggestion (plug-in), it has far surpassed the Eruin created by her in history. The first-generation magic transmission device.
But the lady of the staff is not sure about this. Although her talent in designing magical devices may far exceed her internal abilities, the greater the expectation, the more often the risk of gains and losses: "The thing I designed has not yet been carried out. Through actual experiments..."
"It's okay," Monica replied grinningly: "Practical application is the best experiment. Our Guangling always does this."
"Let me ask, do you guys often have accidents?"
"Well," Monica thought for a moment: "Occasionally, so many people will die."
The lady of the staff showed a deep suspicion on her face. She doubted the counting ability of these light spirits. How many times did they so-called occasionally? How many people really died
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Nimessi carefully turned a fourteen-leaf jingjie and the pottery pot where it was planted, folded his hands, and squinted his eyes to admire the sunlight shining on its spikes through the glass windows.
The bright sun brightened the ink bottle on the desk and cast a shadow under the feathers of the quill. On the map bound with thread on the side, the pointer on the copper-plated pocket watch dial just passed three o'clock. Scale.
Every furnishing on the desk is not neat and tidy—as opposed to the meticulous lady of the staff—as if the carefully designed order of placement reflects the hostess's unusual interest.
A paw opened the door cautiously, and a chubby head came in first. The two eyes on the head blinked, staring at the mistress in the room with some fear.
"Come in," the female knight seemed to sense someone opened the door, turned her head, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I didn't come to talk to you about the magic crystal theft case a few days ago."
"I didn't do it!" Star hurriedly shook his paws, and screamed: "I have never been to the Starry Warehouse!"
"Oh, it turns out that there is still the Starry Warehouse. It seems I have to ask someone to check it out."
There was a panicked look in Xiao Fat Long's eyes, and he almost ran away in fright: "Impossible, I am not doing the other places! I swear, I have only been to the Fanxing Warehouse, and there are nasty thiefs planting me!"
"You just denied this."
"Miss Nimesis, that's..."
Then it saw the dangerous smile on the female knight's face.
"Call me your lord." Nimesse snorted badly.
"My lord Knight."
Star showed a downcast look, but it didn't dare to violate the words of this terrible devil, and could only squeeze into the room with her chubby body—Nimesis frowned and looked at the door frame that was creaking. , Once suspected that it would announce its retirement.
"Why don't you change your human form, Star?"
"It's been like this since Lord Dragon God betrayed," Star replied dejectedly: "The power of the dragon clan is declining day by day, my God, this horrible era."
"But why isn't Ms. Misriel like this?" Nimesis thought of Misriel who had sent it back from Dragon Island. It was also Ms. Silver Dragon who passed on to Valhalla about the disaster in the north. information.
"She's a grown-up dragon, Lord Nimesis, and I'm just a poor little fellow."
"In terms of horizontal area alone, you little fellow is not small at all." Nimesis joked in an angry tone.
Star's face showed shame, but it deliberately wanted to show its teeth and claws, but it didn't have the guts. This month, since the lady of the staff handed it over to the terrifying female knight, it found that its good days had come to an end.
The latter's endless methods almost didn't let it lose half of its life. How did it know that there was a level gap between its own and this "mortal" lady's knowledge, the latter once managed a huge guild, and it, but It was a young dragon that had hidden in the glacier for hundreds of years.
"Star," Nimesis knocked on the desk, "have you considered Prince Haruze's mission to accompany Lantonilan?"
"Oh, that... I'll think about it again..."
The female knight watched the guy who was too lazy to move, and said: "Then we can only talk about the theft of the Starry Warehouse."
"No..." Little Fat Dragon screamed, "You said you really don't want to talk about this, Lord Nimesis."
"Yes, I originally wanted to talk about Prince Haruze, but you chose to reject this topic, didn't you?"
Hearing this, Star almost grabbed the ground with his head, and wailed in pain: "This is a despicable coercion."
"Almost exactly."
"I..." The little fat dragon stood upright. It was almost about to resist the tyranny, but the moment it came into contact with Nimesis's smiling eyes, the young dragon turned into a little sheep again: "Okay, I ,I agreed."
"That's good," Nimesis replied with a smile, "In this way, when Miss Hippamilla returns, I might have forgotten a lot of things."
Star couldn't help but let out another wailing.
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