It has been many years since the Union of Magicians discovered the city of "Allinge" in the sky. The central area has been cleared out long ago, and many magic towers or houses have been built. If it weren't for the remaining buildings that still have research value, what Douglas saw at first sight The scene would never be so dilapidated, but now, near the ruins of the core magic tower, a low-rise magic tower rang a melodious bell. According to the agreement, this was a sign of the beginning of the meeting.
The magicians who were arguing fiercely on the square closed their mouths "reluctantly", regretting that the rare opportunity to vent was over, and slowly "surge" towards the five-story magic tower.
"The old men seem to have exchanged opinions in private..." Fernando muttered. The real agreement is often reached before the meeting, and the meeting is just an announcement.
Douglas silently watched the magicians coming from all directions, his eyes were dark, he didn't know what he was thinking, until the square became deserted, he sighed: "Let's go in too."
"You also feel helpless about their quarrel? At this moment of crisis and despair, they are still unwilling to let go of their prejudice and selfishness, and sincerely cooperate. To be honest, seeing the previous scene, I have no doubts about the future of these magical organizations. I really don't have confidence." Fernando complained and moved forward, feeling that he had grasped Douglas' current mood.
Douglas shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Everyone has selfishness, they have it, President Arnold has it, Vice President Rigg has it, Roland has it, you have it, and I have it, so sincere cooperation is absolutely not The extravagant hope is that everyone will completely get rid of selfishness, but to show their strength. Let everyone understand that fighting with you will have a bright future that satisfies their own selfish interests and wishes."
"This is not the kind of strength in the true sense, including but not limited to, it has richer connotations. For example, even if our real strength is not strong enough, as long as we have a way to make everyone trust us and feel that we lead them There is hope in their path, and it is possible to lead them all the way, that is also the category of 'strength'."
His expression was solemn and solemn. Not a trace of despair and resentment.
"Isn't it the process of building confidence in us through various methods? In the illusion department. This is a very profound content. People who trust in 'spells' will have better effects." Fernando habitually belittled Follow Douglas's words.
Douglas put away his serious expression and looked sideways at Fernando: "Do you know much about the illusion department?"
He is not very good at the theory of illusion department personally. Might be able to use a lot of illusion. But no deeper research.
"My teacher is a polymath. Before he was killed, he kept in touch with many masters and archmages of the illusion department, so I also know many magicians of the illusion department." Fernando mentioned his teacher, and seemed to him Nothing too deep.
Douglas did not continue to ask. Because the two had already walked in front of the magic tower, a middle-aged man wearing the "mysterious badge" of the United Magician Union was waiting by the door, and said earnestly: "Is it President Douglas? The president let you enter the hall After that, go to the side living room first."
He was Douglas, whom he recognized through Fernando.
"Okay." Douglas replied politely.
This surprised the middle-aged man a little, because the archmages in his impression were very arrogant. In the hall, stone benches protruded from the inside. Douglas and Fernando walked around the periphery and stepped into the living room on the side.
"Douglas, come, let me introduce you." Arnold greeted him with a smile, looking like a kind old man.
Douglas was as calm as water, but Fernando said hey in a low voice. Seeing the happy look of the old fox, the negotiation seemed to be going well, and the initial cooperation intention should have been reached.
After hearing Douglas's name, a dozen or twenty magicians sitting in the small living room looked over at the same time, guarded, sizing up, and scrutinizing. He was the archmage who knew how to "stop time" in the rumors, and made a surprise attack. The court, killed Douglas the "Assassin"
Arnold hugged Douglas' shoulders affectionately, pointed to a bloated old man and said, "Nelson, the leader of 'Red Eye', Archmage, don't look at how fat he is, his physical ability is no less than ordinary gold knight."
When he said this, Douglas immediately understood what Nelson was good at. He was undoubtedly good at blood fusion and body transformation. Perhaps every part of his body was solidified with some kind of special ability, which could exert unexpected effects in battle. In effect, the current appearance is just a disguise.
In addition to his impressive figure, Nelson's sparkling ruby eyes are also eye-catching because they are completely different from his obese appearance. He smiled with his fat cheeks trembling: "I have always yearned for Antiffler, The Archmage from it was really good."
What he said was longing, but his tone didn't mean it at all.
Douglas, who understood the grievances between the two empires, nodded with a smile, not minding Nelson's attitude.
Arnold pretended not to understand what Nelson meant, and continued to introduce with a smile: "Amanata, a student of the 'Lord of Shadows', is currently one of the two presidents of the 'Shadow Singer'."
Amaunata was covered in a black magic robe, sitting inconspicuously in a shadow corner. After hearing Arnold's introduction, he only nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting. If it was not a standard masculine name, Douglas couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman.
Arnold joked with a smile: "Shadow singers are attached to shadows."
Not far from Amagna Tower, there is a cold and gloomy mage, wearing a gorgeous black robe painted with dark gold patterns, only a white skull remains on his head, and needle-like dark red is jumping in his eyes Flame is a typical lich.
"Congers, the archmage who created the 'Supreme Soul', was once praised by the 'Lord of Shadows', saying that he is very promising to become a legendary magician." Arnold introduced this man who is obviously not weaker than Nelson, Oman Nata's Lich.
Congers spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant. It was as if someone was sharpening a long sword with rust: "I have never heard of you from Antifleur's friends."
He seems to have a lot to do with Antiffler.
"Because there are too many magicians in Antifle who are stronger than me." Douglas replied modestly, thinking so in his heart, "And I'm a weirdo."
"That's right, but Antiffler was still destroyed by the Pope." Nelson interrupted sharply.
Congus looked at him like that, and said coldly: "At least the empire has not perished, Arthur..."
Kekeke, Arnold coughed to interrupt the quarrel that was about to erupt, and introduced the lady with dark red hair who was bored with playing: "The beautiful Ms. Prisher, the master of the Tower of Destroyer, is good at it." Elemental Mage of the Great Rupture'."
"Hey, Arnold. Do you want me to do it for you?" Priscilla teased Arnold with a half-smile, then stretched out his white and slender right hand, "'Time Stop' and 'Great Disintegration' ' is the best match, but unfortunately I don't know the former. I hope to ask you for advice when I have the opportunity."
She was the friendliest responder ever.
"I'm also looking forward to the 'Great Disintegration'. Ma'am." Douglas naturally extended his hand very politely and Fernando followed behind idly. He muttered to himself, can these old guys with different ideas really cooperate successfully
Arnold introduced the heads of other organizations to Douglas and Fernando, but did not mention the matter of cooperation. Seems like this is a small thing that has an answer long ago.
During this process, Arnold was always smiling and humorous, which led the atmosphere very well. This may be the reason why he was the one to complete the win-win, not the leaders of other organizations.
"Okay, it's time for us to go out to the meeting and tell everyone this exciting news as soon as possible." Finally, he pointed his arm outside the door.
All the strong men stood up and followed Arnold out.
Since the safety of this gathering was unknown, they all used doubles, simulacrums, etc. instead, so the magicians they brought were not too many, and the entire hall was not full.
As the leaders came out, the whispered discussion in the hall disappeared.
"Everyone, it has been more than 300 years since the dawn war named by the church. Many of you may not have experienced the supreme life of magic. You were born in panic and depression, and grew up in darkness and despair. In the end, you may be on the stake. Death." When Congers and the others sat down, Arnold suppressed his smile and started his speech with the help of magic.
The heavy opening made the hall quieter. Some older high-ranking mages thought of the last glory of the empire, and young mages who felt the same way recalled their own experiences, but they all had a common fear, that is, the nightmarish church and night watchman .
After a pause, Arnold continued: "In this darkness, our personal strength is so small. Only by helping each other can we hope to break through the thorns and welcome the real dawn. This meeting is to tell everyone , the organizations we present will carry out initial cooperation, give up infighting, give up quarrels, and fight wholeheartedly to win the living space."
In such a desperate environment, any good news will be "imagined" by the magicians into a bright future. Therefore, Arnold's words make everyone's breathing heavy, and there is a vague excitement. So many organizations unite, should Can it compete with a parish without legends? If more organizations join in the future...
Fernando pouted contemptuously, but said nothing.
Arnold did not mention alliances. He knew that this was unrealistic. In the absence of a strong backing, integrating so many organizations with different ideas would only drag him down. The initial cooperation will facilitate further exchanges in the future.
After a good prospect description, Arnold ended his speech. At this time, a magician stood up and asked a question: "How will we obtain living space in the future?"
The excitement brought about by the good news has gradually subsided, and more and more magicians have begun to take an attitude of doubt and worry. Their experience tells them that only by being cautious can they live longer, because they have no more capital and have no choice. Taking risks, if you choose the wrong one, it will be difficult to have any hope of starting over.
"Hey, isn't that stupid." Fernando mocked in a low voice.
It is impossible for Arnold to talk about the real cooperation content, so he used his eloquence: "...the success of our cooperation will serve as a demonstration, let more and more magicians join us, and attract the attention of the legendary lord... the church is absolutely It's not that it's too strong to be defeated. Alto has gathered many legendary powerhouses, and their enemies include blood races, giant dragons, sea races, elves, demons, and devils. How many gods are there, how many peak legends …”
Desperate people like to hear this kind of description the most. Hope briefly overwhelms doubts, and they are all elites of their respective organizations. They gradually see that the leaders have secretly reached an agreement, so they simply anesthetize themselves with a bright future.
"Yes, we can cooperate with extraordinary creatures and absorb the elements of magic development from them."
"But magic is really better than divine art? At least to create legendary powerhouses..."
After Arnold's speech, the minds of the magicians were racing. Some thought of the benefits of cooperating with extraordinary creatures and the development of magic. Merge into one furnace.
Nelson, Congers, Prisher, Amanata and others made short speeches to express their support, but no one disclosed the specific cooperation content.
"Since you are partners, let me introduce to you the magician next to me, Douglas from Antiphore, who is good at 'stopping time' and raided the referee with Fernando..." Arnold showed satisfaction the strength of their own trade unions.
The constant exclamation in a low voice made Arnold nod his head slightly, and smiled at Douglas: "Can you tell everyone a few words?"
Douglas nodded solemnly and stood up, making Arnold stunned. Why did he have such an expression? What is he going to say
Fernando also noticed that Douglas's expression was wrong, because he didn't wear the usual gentle and calm smile, but he also couldn't figure out why he was like this. As for Nelson and others who didn't know Douglas well, they didn't notice the abnormality.
Douglas looked around the hall, calming down the discussions of the magicians, and said in a deep but clear voice: "Gentlemen and ladies, many years ago, our respected ancestors, from dragons, elves, giants, Demons, devils and various magical creatures have learned how to use spiritual power, and then by analyzing their body structure and blood characteristics, they have gradually fused their blood, transformed their bodies, and invented many meditations to enhance their spiritual power With reference to the structure of the magic lines inside and outside their bodies, various magics were created, which gained powerful power, drove the demons back to the abyss, kicked the devils back to hell, and let the dragons, elves, and giants either Retreat to remote mountains, wilderness, and alien spaces, or surrender to our feet."
His brief review of the origin and glorious beginning of the Magic Age did not dispel the doubts of Arnold and Fernando, because Douglas was definitely not the one who brought up this matter for no reason, and the magicians seemed to feel the glory at the beginning. uplifting.