79. Eve

Percy couldn't help but rub her waist as she got out of bed.

It's a bone-scraping steel knife, can't you really fight with Alain, nine lives - well, it's really amazing.

"Honey, get up, the discount day of the Mage Capital is today!" Alain picked up the syringe on the side and poured a little liquid into an egg, a powerful mage, his bedroom must be in the real room!

"What are you doing?" Percy glanced up and asked as she put on her shirt and pants.

"My divine blood is out of control again, and I want to try the study of bloodline inheritance." Alan frowned, "The murderer who is killing my kindred blood is simply endless, and I feel that there are only two of my own clan left." ā€

However, he was not very worried, after all, Nick's bloodline was an insurmountable hurdle, and he didn't believe that anyone could kill Nick in front of His Excellency.

"With this egg?" Percy looked at the egg curiously, it was ordinary.

"This thing sounds good, but it takes a lot of energy to hatch, and the time is unknown, it's not fun, no wonder Andu is willing to give it to me." Alain shrugged, this kind of hatching thing that would take thousands of years to say the least is too practical, he then threw the egg aside, "Let's go, go and change Fao, I finally have my own floating city!" ā€

"It's decided?" Percy looked at the agitated Alain and helped him put on his mage robes, "Put on your clothes first." ā€

"Hey, can't I tempt you like this?" Alain rubbed his smooth shoulder in his arms.

"Won't you get tired of it?" Percy reluctantly dressed him, he had just done it for so long, and now he was really not interested, "And you promised your teacher to buy him something the next day, but we delayed him for half a month." ā€

The skeleton knocked outside the window for half a month, and Alan could completely ignore it, so he would be stunned if he was an ordinary person.

"Don't you think you didn't see it?" Anyway, there is nothing that can be seen from the outside of the window, and Alan has no pressure at all, "Then let's go, do you really want to take so much money from my father?" I feel embarrassed. ā€

Fao is the most beautiful pearl in the crown of the Arcane, the average legendary mage can't see it, and the gods will exchange it for something valuable, but nothing is as precious as Fao, and in the end, the mage would rather pay other prices than exchange it for Fao.

For example, Lord North is the leader of the Northern District of the Holy Light, and the dioceses under his administration are spread over 1,900 worlds, and there are only ten Fa'os for Alain, but this can already be exchanged for ten worlds that are larger than the Enya world.

It's great to think about it, and soon I'll have my own floating city!

This is not a pseudo-floating city that relies on magic crystals to generate electricity, but a floating city that can automatically collect energy from the void and pass through the crystal walls of the world! As long as you have enough resources, you can even replace the star core and build it into a free-moving planetary fortress that can be bumped into if the world is unhappy, or it can be used as a salvation fortress to escort immigrants before the world is destroyed, of course, this will take a long time for the floating city to recover its energy.

"Now our question is whether to walk out through the door." Percy pointed to the skeleton that had almost its face pressed against the window, and the flames in the other party's eyes had burned to the forehead bone, thinking of his anger now.

"Definitely don't go through the door, or he'll spray me to death." Alan decisively picked up the ink and drew a mana structure on the ground.

He can open the general portal at will, but the mage capital is not a portal that can be accessed, and he has to use the arcane magic cube to enter the permission, otherwise he can only go through the astral gate that they open themselves and fix it somewhere.

Alain drew very quickly, and when he was done, he pulled Percy away.

After leaving, the spell enchantment in the mage's bedroom naturally disappeared, and the skeleton instantly floated in through the window, only to see the traces of the teleportation array on the ground.

The skeleton bowed his head slightly, his flickering eyes stared at the ink mark on the ground, the special brilliance of the starry ink floated in the air, like countless floating stars, he was silent for a while, as usual, put the instruments in the real yĆ n room back into place, washed the utensils with spells, and then sorted out the notes according to the date.

Actually, what North said is right, Alain is a good boy-

Akancy, the capital of the mages of all worlds, a city beyond human imagination.

It's not the first time Alain has been here, but no matter how many times he comes, he will be amazed by it.

It was a huge three-dimensional city floating in the universe, like a huge hourglass, layers of flat continental space larger than the world of Enya formed two opposing triangles, a little red light in the center of the hourglass was bright, and countless gauzy red light spread up and down from that point, enveloping the entire hourglass, which was the very center of the mage capital, and the surrounding world could only be regarded as the periphery, and the arcane magic cube passed through the endless space, sending them into it in an instant.

This is the supreme plane that is not lost to the Elemental Upper Realm, Purgatory, and High Heaven, the crystallization of the precipitation of hundreds of millions of years of wisdom civilization of countless mages, and for countless years, he has experienced the Arcane Rebellion, the Plastic Energy Uprising, and the collapse of alchemy confusion...... Countless collapses, and countless rebirths.

Every branch of magic has fought and cooperated here for their scholarship and resources, the long years will always let the best people disturb their fate, each law system has its accumulation and outbreak period, and the children of destiny will always leave the most gorgeous performance of their destiny here, becoming a legend, becoming a source, and becoming the dream of a successor.

He is ancient and modern, where countless geniuses of civilization converge, where flashes of wisdom and logic collide with beautiful sparks, and ...... Duel!

Mages are known for their pursuit of truth and stubbornness - who can reach the capital of mages who is not a genius among geniuses often discusss it as hard to end as the wind of the void, and when they can't discuss it, they will choose to use force to speak.

The Realm of the Gods, also known as the Arcane Royal Capital, is the place where the highest-level items in the Mage Capital are traded.

At this moment, the quarrel here has become white-hot.

"If you can't come up with definitive evidence of the shortcomings of my soul essence, then we'll see you in the dueling arena!" A brigade mage said coldly.

Of course, it was impossible for Alan to duel with a brigade mage, but he did not flinch: "The teacher told me that epic soul essence depends on the weight in addition to the color, and the soul essence that does not reach three grams cannot perfectly constitute a high-level soul, even if your part reaches the color, it can't be counted if the amount is not enough!" ā€

Soul essence can only be one copy, like diamonds, it can only be broken up and cannot be synthesized, and the creations made of high-level soul essence can withstand the power of the legend or above, otherwise it will not achieve the effect.

"I've never heard of this research, you have to show proof before I can give you a new one, if not, we'll see you in the dueling arena!" The mage on the other side did not back down, he was not a human, but a beautiful peacock carved from ice and snow, glowing a clear blue, surrounded by starlight, in terms of species, he was more precious than the precious goods around him.

Alan is stuck, his teachers are all teaching him online, how can he prove it if he doesn't have a certificate?

"He's telling the truth." A low and cold voice came from the side, the person who spoke was wearing a gorgeous mage robe, he couldn't tell his age, his long silver hair was draped casually behind his head, he had a pale and handsome face and pure white eyes without pupils, it was a strange and barren beauty, just sitting there, and all around him were rotting.

"Oh?" The Traveling Mage turned to look at him, "Kodila, do you know him?" ā€

"There are discoveries in alchemy that you haven't heard of, this level, of course, is the ability of North." The silver-haired man smiled slightly, "In front of you are the son and lover of North. ā€

"So?" The traveling mage nodded, and without mentioning the duel again, he changed to a soul essence, "I see that this one meets your requirements, right?" ā€

The purple Jinhua in the special test tube was three times larger than just now, and the purple one was almost black, this was not only up to standard, it was simply up to standard, Alan was even a little stunned: "This, it's expensive, right?" ā€

"It's all a Fao, pay for it, North is not short of money." The Brigade Master was very calm and authentic.

"Okay." Alain paid the bill with a bit of heartache, thanked him, and left satisfied.

The ice-blue peacock slowly paced to the man's side: "Why did you speak?" ā€

As a rookie in the prophecy department of the Mage Capital, Kodila is basically nosy, and he just spoke, and he can only hope that they will leave.

"Avoid some unnecessary troubles, the more they stay here, the more changes will be in the future."

"He also has a lot of potential, and I want to take it." The blue peacock snorted lightly, "But since it's from the north, forget it." ā€

The other identity of the North of Light in the mage capital is not lower than him, otherwise the other party is an ordinary legend, why would he duel with him.

"He'll become a traveling mage one day, but unfortunately it has nothing to do with the mage." Kodila smiled.

"But you must have it, pick this month's subsidy yourself, and come over to study with me after you pick it." The ice-blue peacock gracefully raised its paws and walked through the back door, not looking at him again.

Kodila thought about it, summoned the Covenant Spirit, and sent a timed courier sent the day after tomorrow.

Although he and the people of the Northland gave up on each other in both directions, after all, there was still someone he cared about there.

The stable life they had been looking forward to for so long could not be lost like this.

Can you help, or help.