Throne of Magical Arcana

Chapter 881: When friends meet, they are extraordinarily mean-spirited

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The sun was in the sky, and the ancient and magnificent city of Alto stood on the banks of the Belem River, watching the land.

Its city wall is different from the black color that most magicians like, it is dark yellow in color, it seems that it has experienced countless years of vicissitudes, like the eternal starry sky.

Although Fernando did not dare to fly, he traveled day and night and arrived at the current core city of the empire after a few days.

He straightened his clothes and walked towards the city gate, where more than a dozen magicians were guarding, and the leader unabashedly flaunted that he was an archmage!

It was noon at this time, but the number of farmers, traders, and citizens entering and leaving the city did not decrease at all, and they were still bustling, making people feel the prosperity and vitality of Aalto.

"Stop!" A mid-level magician guarding the gate saw Fernando approaching, and waved him vigilantly to make him stop. No one wanted to be a victim of the night watchman during this critical period.

Because Fernando was wearing a bright red magic robe, the guarding magicians all turned their attention. Except for the archmage, their expressions were slightly solemn, as if there was a slight change, and they would strike mercilessly.

Fernando said loudly and authentically: "I am from the Great Holm area, and I came here to find my friend Antek, who is a student of His Excellency 'Nightmare King'."

Antaike is just a high-level mage who has just entered the Sixth Ring, and he doesn't want to be famous, so Fernando directly brought out his teacher, the legendary magician "Nightmare King" to avoid accidents.

The inheritance of their lineage, the final occupation is "Nightmare King", just like Maskelyn who ruled this city in the past. His "Book of Astrology and Elements" also only has two legendary occupations, "Prophet" and "Element Ruler".

If you want to get more legendary occupations, you must make enough contributions to the empire, and then you can enter the imperial library "Tower of the Gods" in Antifulo to study—in the heyday of the Sylvanus Empire, magic The teachers' confidence was inflated, and they thought that the legendary powerhouses were the gods of the mortal world, and different professions were the gods of different fields, so they named the Imperial Library "Tower of the Gods". But the rise of the Church of Truth caused these "gods" to fall into the dust.

"Your Excellency, King of Nightmare?" Hearing that it was a legendary magician, the archmage guarding the gate put away his casual attitude and became much kinder.

Fernando nodded slightly: "Yes, but I don't know him, I'm only familiar with his student Antaike."

He disdained to cling to legendary magicians.

Strange honest guy... The magicians present couldn't understand Fernando's pride, and took it for granted that he was a typical example of the kind who studied magic and made himself stupid.

The archmage guarding the gate smiled and said, "I know Stannis, another student of His Excellency the 'Nightmare King', and I've heard of the name Antek from him, so go in."

ah? Faced with this kind of treatment, Fernando was not used to it, so he went in so easily? They didn't even ask for their own names!

The archmage would be wrong. Thought Fernando hadn't remembered Stannis. He couldn't believe his own words easily, so he lowered his voice and said, "Stannis is the best student of His Excellency 'Nightmare King', you should have heard Antaike mention it, right? He had already recognized the semi-solidified world half a year ago, and he was regarded as a quasi-scientific student." Legend, hehe, maybe we can see a rare sight. The two 'Nightmare Lords' are in the same city."

"Has his cognition of the world been semi-solidified?" Fernando originally thought that he, who was about to reach the eighth ring, was considered a leader among the "young" magicians of the same generation. Who knew that Stannis, who was not much older than himself, had actually reached this level.

"Yes, maybe I will try to get promoted during this period of time. He is a true genius in the dream field of the illusion department." The archmage couldn't hide his envy. There was only a thin line between the nine rings and the legend. But it is the difference between heaven and earth.

Fernando didn't nod, but said eagerly: "I also have a deep research on illusion."

What he didn't mean was. I hope I can communicate with Stannis this time to see if this "true genius" is worthy of the name, so that he won't praise, envy and look up to anyone!

The archmage of the gatekeeper looked stunned, thinking that this magician who is good at illusion is here to ask Stannis and the "Nightmare Lord" for advice. Antek is familiar.

"I don't know how to call you?" Since Fernando mentioned "Nightmare King" just now, he felt that it was necessary to get acquainted with this high-ranking magician. "I'm Ness? Brown, you can just call me Ness."

Fernando thinks this is the formal procedure: "I'm Fernando? Ballista, I like being called Fernando."

"This surname seems to belong to the Arthur Empire?" Niss paused and asked hesitantly.

Fernando nodded: "Yes, but my teacher is a mage of the empire."

Nice didn't make further confirmation, as if he was sure that Fernando's words were true. He smiled and said, "Fernando, go in quickly. Antek is waiting for you. Let's exchange magic knowledge when we have a chance."

"What? Antek is waiting for me? Just go in like this? No need to check and verify my identity? Are you afraid that I have already surrendered to the church and become a night watchman?" Fernando felt that after he and Douglas got acquainted, the problem was increasing day by day.

The smile on Nice's face was slightly weird: "Don't worry, Alto won't have a night watchman. Look, isn't that Antek?"

Following his fingers, Fernando saw a young man wearing a monocle. He was thin, with disheveled hair, pale face, high cheekbones, stubble all over his face, and a disgusting smell all over his body. It seems like I haven't been out of the meditation room or the laboratory for a long time.

"You are still as ugly as before." Fernando hit Antaike unceremoniously, "And you still don't know how to clean yourself up."

Antaike said with a bitter face: "Anyway, if I don't clean up, no beautiful female mage will take a fancy to me. Hey, only a handsome guy like you has the value of cleaning up."

There was a hint of envy and jealousy in his tone.

"You won't change your appearance yourself?" Fernando didn't have the slightest thought of taking care of Antaike's mood.

Antaike thought about it very seriously: "There are not many people in our Magic Tower who are good at physical transformation, and I don't trust the others. I am afraid that the transformation will be even uglier."

"Hmph, I'm still a coward. I don't dare to try or take risks. I always feel that others will mess things up! You shouldn't have learned from the 'Nightmare King'. You should have gone to the 'Tower of Doom'!" Fernando said. Unusually poisonous.

The "Tower of Doom" is the demiplane of the legendary magician "Lord of Doom", who has fallen in Antifule.

Antaike was not so timid in front of his friends who had known him for many years, and said with a little satisfaction: "My teacher said. I have a strong talent in the field of dreams, and I am most suitable for quietly hiding in a safe and hidden place to manipulate dreams and illusions."

"Well, it's very suitable for a coward like you." Fernando whispered.

Antaike suddenly smiled: "Fernando, let me tell you a story."

"Huh? Tell a story?" Fernando didn't keep up with Antaike's jumping thinking, and suddenly felt that this friend had something more that he couldn't grasp after not seeing him for more than ten years.

Antaike took Fernando through the city gate and walked into the lively market area, the blood clans holding parasols. An elf embracing the sun, a giant dragon coiled on the roof, and a dwarf drank drunk. Busy people. Let this place be like a garden of all nations, where different styles are blended together.

"My teacher's good friend 'Lord of the Abyss' is a leader in the field of blood fusion and body transformation. When he was young, he was often laughed at by another good friend of his, who laughed at him for being infected by the blood and breath of demons, making him extremely ugly. He will be feared and feared by girls all his life, but now, he has many mistresses." Antaike said without ups and downs.

Fernando has no envy: "He is a legendary magician, and he has to be willing if he doesn't want to."

In the magic empire, legendary magicians have great privileges. Homicide and other crimes are only fines as long as they do not come across a person with a strong background.

Speaking of which. He heyed: "So, you rely on this story to motivate yourself? Tsk, it's really inspirational!"

"That's not the point. The point is that when His Excellency 'Abyss Lord' was only weaker than his good friend with seven rings, because he was ridiculed, he sneaked up behind him, killed his good friend, and turned it into a demon dog. "Antaike's tone suddenly became relaxed and cheerful.

During the interaction with Antek, Fernando was choked for the first time, his expression was a little frozen and he said: "You want me to thank you for not assassinating me?"

"Hey, actually I don't dare." Antaike replied with a smile, seeing Fernando's expression made him satisfied.

Just as Fernando was about to growl, he suddenly saw a vampire fighting an elf on the avenue in front of him, and the aftermath of high-level extraordinary power destroyed many houses.

"Is there no one to stop it?" Aalto's decree is so lax? Then there is no need for the church to call, maybe after a while, they will kill each other!

Antaike's voice suddenly became weird, half amused and half puzzled: "Fernando, have you ever pretended to be a girl?"

"How do you know?" Fernando was taken aback. How could this matter get to Arto

Antaike pointed to his side: "She's right here."

Fernando looked to the right side in astonishment, and saw a petite red-eyed beauty standing side by side with him, but his figure was slightly blurred.

He was at a loss at first, and then suddenly said: "Is this Alto city my dream?"

"No, it's our dream." Antaike replied with a smile, and when he talked about this topic, his timidity disappeared a lot.

"Ours? Theirs too?" Fernando frowned and pointed at the surrounding humans, elves, dragons, vampires and dwarves.

Antaike nodded: "This is the dream of all the real Alto's creatures. When you enter here, you will naturally join the dream. In such a dream, it is difficult for a traitor to hide."

"This level... is not something your teacher can achieve! Could it be that he has broken through to the third level of legend? Impossible, and the third level of legend is impossible!" Fernando also has in-depth research on illusion, and has read many books on the analysis of legendary battles.

Antaike laughed and said, "Did you forget? Prince Dracula is in Alto."