"Here, please, Your Excellency Master Liu. ”

The guard in front bowed down and stretched out his hand to signal, Liu Xuanying understood what it meant even if he didn't understand the awkward title, and walked over. Hong Tongyi, who was behind, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead because of nervousness, and quickly followed.

Walking through the slightly gloomy corridor, and then there is a wide and bright hall, in the middle of the hall is a prototype table with a diameter of five meters, more than a dozen Euro men in luxurious clothes are sitting around the round table, seeing Liu Xuanying walk in, a fat old man stood up, stretched out his hands with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Ah, welcome, finally see this magical mage from the Western Continent, Mr. Liu." I am Baron Atokin Rothschild, and I welcome you on behalf of the West Coast Mage Council. ”

Everyone else also turned their attention to Liu Xuanying, and of course everyone sitting here had heard of this magical Western mage who could tear down the war golem of the Arcane Revival Society empty-handed, but this was the first time they had seen it. There have been many people who have privately invited this Western mage before, but they have not received a response.

"Hello everyone. Liu Xuan bowed his hands to the surroundings, and was indifferent to the curious, questioning, or disdainful gazes cast around him, and he was still as gentle and elegant as he had been most of the time.

Hong Tongyi hurriedly said: "Master Liu Xuanying from the envoys of the Great Qian Empire, greet all the mages in the Mage Council. ”

"It's an amazing Western language that can convey such a complex meaning in three syllables. The fat old man named Atokin rubbed his hands together with a smile. "Ah, please sit down over there. We have left the location specifically for you. ”

Hong Tongyi's face turned red, and he didn't know if the fat old man was sneering or really thinking about it, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore, but just stood behind Liu Xuanying. I followed Daoist Liu to participate in the meeting of these Euro people, and I heard that these Euro mages are still princes on this land, although they are barbarians, but after all, their status is not trivial. Hong Tongyi has also understood the prosperity of this European continent these days, and he can't help but be a little apprehensive.

"Hong Tongyi don't need to be nervous, we're just going to take a look today. Liu Xuanying didn't turn back, as if he saw Hong Tongyi's embarrassed appearance, and said in a flat tone. "Listen to Mr. Feng, although these Euro mages occupy the righteousness of the imperial court, they don't have much strength in their hands, so they have to find a way to win us over. If we hold our own position, we will naturally be honored and disgraced. Today, Mr. Feng is here to attend, and I will also take a look at the reality of these Euro Masters. ”

"Yes. Hong Tongyi coughed, reluctantly lifted his spirits, and looked carefully at the other mages present.

"Ah, ladies and gentlemen, as I said before, this time I was originally invited to participate by another mage, Mr. Wind. But Mr. Feng left here in a temporary urgency, so he asked the respected Mr. Liu to be the plenipotentiary. That Mr. Feng is the chief of the general staff of the envoy corps' escort army, and this Mr. Liu is the chief archmage, and they are both very respectable. ”

The fat old man stood up and waved his short and fat hand to introduce it to all the mages present. His voice is subdued and frustrated, his expression is rich, and he is also matched with relative body language and posture, and it seems that he has to habitually attract everyone's attention before each paragraph, which looks quite infectious.

"It's your Rothschild family's troubles anyway, whatever you want. An old man on the other side of the round table shrugged his shoulders without being salty.

"Ah, well, all of you from all the families have arrived, and we will begin our official agenda for today. Baron Atokin patted his fleshy palm. "Bring that guy in. ”

Under the escort of four guards, the old crow, who was in tattered clothes and had messy hair, and looked like a beggar, was brought up, this gang boss who used to secretly call for wind and rain in Ossin City no longer had the slightest aura of the past, and his steps were slow, like an old man who was about to die.

"Ah, that's it. The owner of the Lucky Hérault Chamber of Commerce in Osstar City, Mr. Fiflhead. I'm sure some of you here know him. In fact, I had some brief contact and friendship with this successful businessman, and I deeply regret that he has fallen to this point. ”

Baron Atokin let out a long sigh, and the look on his face did look very regretful. In fact, it is true that the great merchant offers him a lot of gold coins every year. But compared to the harm of the Revival, those gold coins are nothing. He continued, "But he took refuge in the mages of the Revival Society, helped manipulate the cultists, helped assassinate my dear brother, and caused great harm to Ossin City. Fortunately, with the help of two Western mages, we were able to repel the two Revival mages and capture him. ”

"I believe there is no one who is not surprised and outraged that Revival would make such a move on our West Coast. They actually instigated the cultists to riot and assassinated a real imperial nobleman! They also instructed hooligans and bandits to attack the clergy and frame them to other nobles, in order to provoke a conflict between the nobles and the temple! Have they lost their pride in being nobles with us? This is really unbelievable!"

Baron Atokin waved his arms with some excitement, foaming at the mouth: "We must find out what they are trying to do! Find out whether one of us is colluding with them to obtain some illegitimate benefits, or whether these radical fellows themselves are planning some crazy plan." We have to figure it out!" he said, gesturing to the old raven in custody. "So let's openly interrogate this businessman who colluded with them now. Let me first state that from the time he was captured, for the sake of justice and safety, we, the Rothschilds, the Anthonys, and the Roland family, were cross-supervised and guarded by each other, and were guarded by mages from the three families at all times, ensuring that no one had any contact with him privately. ”

"Well, now tell us, Mr. Fiflhead, how far have you worked with those mad mages? What do you know about their schemes? What the hell are they trying to do?"

"Why should I tell you? And what can you do if you know?" The old crow raised his head and glanced at the more than ten mages in front of him, although there was frustration, anger and despair in his expression, but in the face of these seemingly arrogant noble old men, he did not have a trace of fear and cowardice.

As he feared most, the whirlpool he was drawn into was too big, and even if he tried to hug the thighs of the Revival Society, he was only ruined by the aftermath. The foundation he had worked so hard to build for decades was as fragile as a castle on the beach. In fact, in the past two days, there have been loyal subordinates who have gathered to rescue him, but the noble mages who have sensed the crisis have also done their best to guard his most important witness and clue, including the entire team of elite family guards, not to mention the invited priests of the temple, and two high-level mages who are generally used as the power of the family's pressure on the bottom of the box. At one point, his men had already rushed into the dungeon, but they had been turned into blackened and twisted corpses by the Shaping Spell before his eyes.

He now had almost nothing, but that was not a reason to give in to these nobles. Decades of wind and rain fighting, life and death have long honed his heart to be extremely hard, these guys in front of him are not much better than those porters on the dock in his opinion, if it is the same background, he believes that none of the people here can have one-tenth of his achievements.

"Mr. Fiflhead. According to the laws of the Empire, you have committed enough crimes to be gallows ten times. But for the sake of your contribution to Ossing, if you can tell me everything you know about the Alpha Revival, I swear by the dignity of the Rothschild family that I will pardon your death sentence. ”

The old crow smiled coldly. Baron Atokin's voice was full of emotion, solemn and solemn assurance, that he had not pried up even the slightest loosening in his heart. The oath and dignity of these guys are not as valuable as they think, at least they are far from bewitching a gang boss who has risen from the lowest level and seen countless filth and flesh.

"I repeat, what can I do if I say it? Do you dare to seek revenge on them? At most, I will only check my own inside, see which fool of which family has a connection with them, and take the opportunity to dig up a piece of meat to eat. ”

The old raven's words caused a gloom of embarrassment to flash across the faces of Baron Atokin and all the mages present. I have to admit that this gang leader saw it very accurately, and there was nothing wrong with this.

The West Coast Mage Council was formed by the remnants of the Orlando Province in the aftermath of the collapse of the Empire. Under normal circumstances, with the help of compromise and tacit understanding with the Foundation Church, the Council of Mages can still solve most of the problems in the Orlando area. But the affairs of the Alpha Revival Society are indeed beyond their capabilities, and the most important thing for them now is to find out the people within themselves who may be connected to the Revival Society.

All the mages present now are not the main body of the Mage Council, except for Baron Atokin, who represents the Rothschild family, who is the leader of his family, and the others are only representatives of their respective families who are stationed near Osstar City. The significance and execution that can be represented by this will drop a lot again.

"At least you can admit that it was really you and the Renaissance mages who attacked the clergy and the members of the Western legation and framed the Rothschild family?" asked Baron Atokin, wiping the sweat from his forehead and glaring at the old crow.

The old crow glanced at Liu Xuanying, although it was only a glance before, but he was extremely impressed by this young Western mage, fighting with the war golem with his bare hands This is not an ordinary scene. Now it seems that this Westerner is also very magnanimous, sitting there with an indifferent expression, just quietly listening to the rapid words of the translator behind him.

Perhaps out of admiration for the strong, and indeed it was a very indifferent question, the old crow nodded.

Baron Atokin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, turned to look at Liu Xuanying and smiled: "Mr. Liu, you saw it." He did admit it. ”

"Yes. Liu Xuanying smiled slightly and nodded. Even the people from the Temple of Sunlight weren't here, which means that no one cared about this matter for a long time. Now this is just a gesture and a gesture of goodwill.

"Ah, good. Baron Atokin clapped his hands, looking somewhat refreshed, and then looked at the old crow with a hint of fierceness in his eyes. "Then, Mr. Fiflhead, you are determined not to cooperate with us. Then don't blame us for using unconventional means. ”

"Whatever I say, you'll use it sooner or later, right?" said the old crow's face, which showed a bit of the hideousness of the end of the road. Falling to such a point, it was certain that he would be tortured by the spiritual arcane, and he had already been mentally prepared. Depending on the level of the spell, as well as the caster's level, mind control arcane often causes permanent damage to the recipient's mind. To count on the arcane level and conscience of these mage nobles is undoubtedly more unreliable than to expect sows to climb trees.

"This Mr. Fiflhead has been through many years of ups and downs, and he is determined, and the low-level arcane arts of the charm class may not be of much use, and it is best to directly force control. An old man said lightly.

"Of course, I've got a 'mind control' of the five rings ready here. You can check it out. Baron Atokin took out a beautifully crafted scroll and placed it on the table. Some of the other mages picked it up and looked at it carefully, while others just glanced at it casually, passed it around and then fell back into his hands.

The scroll unfolded, and the hub set in the middle was activated by the lowest unit of spiritual power, and the arcane energy that had already been set up on it resonated with the magic net, and the scroll turned into ashes at the same time as a puff of silver light also shone in Baron Atokin's hand, and then shone on the old crow's head.

Damn the arcane! Damn the mage!Feeling his mind twisted by strange forces, as if he was about to fall into an uncomfortable dream, the old crow finally roared in his heart. His last bit of hope was also dashed, and he always thought that for a junior member like him, who was already a member of the Restoration Society, some protection and rescue measures would be taken. Couldn't he get any kind of protection for his 150,000 gold coins, and weren't those mad mages afraid of divulging everything they knew......

The last bit of consciousness and thought was completely distorted by the power of the arcane, and in the silver light, the old crow's expression and expression were completely frozen. After all, the mental fortitude that has been cultivated over the years still can't compete with the power of the five-ring arcane.

"This is the 'mind manipulation' of the five rings, and it is very powerful. During the effective period, the receiver will definitely obey the order, that Western mage, Mr. Liu, do you want to test it? Now call this guy **** He will also carry out the order without hesitation. A slightly younger mage looked at Liu Xuanying with a smile as if showing off and asked.

After Hong Tongyi translated, he couldn't help frowning and said, "This Euro barbarian is so vulgar and rude. If you can use this mind control technique, why bother asking that person before?"

Naturally, he showed us that the previous answer was that it was definitely not controlled by magic. The fat old man was careful and cautious, and he was thorough, and the others were kind. It seems that as Mr. Feng said, this European aristocratic mage is uneven, and most of them are not enough to observe. Liu Xuanying replied lightly, looking at the old crow with a dull face, and looked quite curious. "This Euroo method is really all-encompassing, and there is actually such a spell like the Demon Sect's soul-seeking, but I don't know how effective it is. It's a pity that Mr. Wind isn't here, otherwise he would have been interested in going and finding out......"

Baron Atokin over there had already begun to ask the old crow in a loud voice, "Now, tell us all the conspiracy of the Arcane Revival Society that you know, and which family in the West Coast Mage Council is connected to the Revival?"

"Yes, they are..."

As soon as he said the first few syllables, the old crow suddenly stopped. His expression was still dull, but his whole body had changed rapidly, and all the exposed skin of his body had turned a gray-green, and then his whole body swelled up as if it were inflated.

"This is ......" All the mages watched the old crow change in amazement, only Baron Atokin, after a brief moment of stunnedness, suddenly let out a scream like a raped woman, "Trigger the sequencing technique!"

Baron Atokin screamed hysterically as he retreated, panicked and almost tripped over the chair at his feet, and a pair of short, fat hands scratched at the mage's robes, and finally grabbed a blue gem. Some of the other mages were also scrambling to touch the spell items outward, some jumped up and turned around and ran, and some were so frightened that they collapsed on their chairs and couldn't even stand up.

From the beginning of the mutation, but it was only about two seconds, the old crow had already swollen twice, and his still dull and calm face was deformed under the bulging skin, and some skin and muscles were already beginning to disintegrate rapidly, and it was about to burst out of the terrifying power contained in this body.

At this moment, a pair of palms pressed on the old crow's side, and the changes in his body slowed down as the flying starlight flickered. In some places, the body had begun to erode and radial green aura erupted, but it was impossible to pass through the seemingly thin starlight barrier.

It was naturally Liu Xuanying who made the shot. In fact, when the old crow spoke, he already felt something strange, but he just thought that it was the normal effect of the spells released by these mages, and he didn't know what was wrong until he saw the screams and panic of the mages around him, and immediately flew over and put his palms together, and a 'galaxy Zhou Tian' completely enveloped the mutated old crow in it.

"What's going on?" Liu Xuanying asked in a deep voice. Hong Tongyi, who was not far away, hurriedly asked the surrounding mages out loud.

"It's... It's amazing... Unbelievable..."Barely coming back to his senses, the frightened Baron Atokin looked at the mutated old crow that was controlled by Liu Xuanying. "It must have been done by the Renaissance Mage! They used the Sequence Trigger Spell or something, and planted the Rotten Sac series of spells on this man. Yes, this is the method used by some extreme mages to control the lackeys, we were so careless that we didn't even think of this ......"

"What the hell does that mean?" Hong Tongyi obviously couldn't understand the names of the arcane arts.

Baron Atokin waved his fat hand and explained with difficulty: "That is...... They set a condition and secretly buried the spell in the target's body, and as soon as the trigger condition was met, it would burst out. Such a spell is the trigger sequence. As for the reason why this guy is like this, it's a rot sac spell, I don't know which one it is, in short, the spells in the rot sac series are disgusting and very dangerous. Instantly converts all of the target's life force into necromantic killing effects, which can be extremely corrosive poisonous gases, very pathogenic and infectious poisonous gases, and may directly transform people into zombie ghosts. In short, tell Master Liu, don't let that little bit of gas escape out, as long as it gets a little touch, it can kill people..."

There was no need for Hong Tong to translate, Liu Xuanying himself could feel that every bit of aura leaking from the old crow's body was terrifyingly toxic, but it was completely isolated by Xuantian Xinggang. It is no longer the toxicity that can be described in the ordinary sense that can kill in a few breaths, but can fundamentally transform the people it comes into contact with into zombies with diseases or other monsters, which is an innate means in terms of Shenzhou Taoism.

"It's so vicious. Liu Xuanying let out a low snort, then squatted down slightly with his feet, and then took the old crow that was controlled and rose into the sky like a crossbow arrow.

With a bang, Liu Xuanying smashed through the glass roof above and flew straight up, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a height of nearly 100 meters, and then he raised his hands, and the old crow wrapped in Xuantian Xinggang continued to rise sharply upward, turning into a small black dot.

With a bang, the old crow's little black dot exploded into a green mist, which soon vanished under the strong wind in the sky, leaving no trace. And in the last twist before the Xuantian Xinggang disappeared, the most dangerous poison in it was also destroyed from the law point of view, and the smoke that escaped would soon decompose quickly in nature, leaving no aftermath.

Liu Xuanying fell rapidly, and the strong force that fell from a height of 100 meters was all dissolved in mid-air with a shock in his hand, and the surrounding mages only felt a strong wind blowing on their faces, and Liu Xuanying had already landed and stood firm as if he had no weight.

There was silence in the messy hall, and all the mages looked at him like monsters, and after a while, the fat old man of Baron Atokin screamed, and said with excitement and joy on his face: "It's amazing! Thank you so much! Your Excellency Master Liu, in order to thank you for your rescue, I declare on behalf of the Rothschild family that our family will definitely become your most loyal ally!"