In the palace, people come and go, and many archmages gather.

Like Vian, everyone wore a gown.

The decay of the upper echelons of the Bracada Kingdom was even more unbearable than Xu Zhi had imagined.

If that's right, Mystrio's side is still advancing, encroaching on the lands of the Kingdom of Bracada in patches.

With continuous training and continuous cultivation, Imelia's charm has also begun to enter the master level, which has further accelerated the erosion rate.

Every day, a large number of new people continue to come to take refuge.

Every day, her legion grows.

Every day, the great kingdom of Akan is expanding.

But from these mages, Xu Zhi couldn't see any emotion of tension and concern at all.

Carnival, indulgence.

Especially the ceremony that Gwen Magnus personally conducted.

Both the old and the young mages are dressed in extraordinary luxury, and they all have beautiful female companions.

The prelude to the ceremony was free dancing and drinking, and the occasional scene was filled with the sound of clinking glasses.

Alcohol paralyzes the mind, and is forbidden for mages with regular routines and habits.

The old mage of the Dragon Ruins only drank when the time limit came.

Comparatively speaking, these mages are not qualified mages.

If the generals under the command of Mystrio could only fight one out of ten, Xu Zhi felt that the level of these 'pseudo-mages' with high mana was not much higher.

Cultivation, demonstration, and actual combat are completely different concepts.

Looking at the mages who kept handing glasses and even had their hands up and down, Xu Zhi saw decay and depravity.

From the withdrawal of the northern frontier to the entry of Gwen Magnus into this world to establish a dynasty, the time is not long, only three hundred years.

Obviously, the family is fashionable, and when there is real danger, Gwen Magnus can hardly rely on these people.

The creation of a puppet dragon is also on the agenda.

Continuing to follow Viarn's way, Xu Zhi also began to see the puppet dragons standing in the center of the palace.

This is a behemoth more than 10 meters high and more than 20 meters long.

The tallest puppet dragon leader has a body that is even more than 50 meters long and more than 20 meters high.

Unlike the puppet dragons of the Casa Kingdom, each of the puppet dragons here is made of black dragon bones, and comes in a variety of sizes and powers.

At this time, the puppet dragon entered the final stage of commissioning, and the red dwarves moved to the spacious part of the palace one by one.

Once the debugging is complete, the real power will be tested in the emptiest places.

Whether a construct machine will work or not, it will be clear after testing.

Vaillant isn't measured by how big it is, and it's not just about the machine that moves.

At this time, the red dwarves were chattering and whispering to each other.

The Red Dwarves have their own native language, and their culture uses their own script, which makes many mages listening nearby look confused.

If it is the native language of some large tribes in the Eastern Continent, it is just that, and you can find out and understand it.

But this group of red dwarves was specially invited from the territory of Kassa, and they have been secretly controlled by Kasa, and no one can understand the language of the red dwarves.

Even the erudite Gwen Magnus was no exception.

At this time, Gwen Magnus sat on a large chair made of gold, and when he exchanged glasses with his ministers, his eyes were also slightly confused.

"Your Majesty had asked you to be your translator, and the king of the Western Continent said that you knew the language of the red dwarves," Viah said.

"That's right," Xu Zhi nodded, "I do know some ethnic languages, if you need a qualified translator, you must be right to find me." ”

"But you're not in the Netherworld," Viah said with a headache.

"Let me tell you, we have a handful of lucky four-leaf clovers in the elemental world, and we can get them when we go out, and we don't have to worry about your contract items."

"But I'm just a miscellaneous middleman......"

Viarn and Xu Zhi continued to march, passing through several layers of cordons, before running in front of Gwen Magnus.

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency the Jungle Elf Monarch has arrived."

Viah made a big salute, and Xu Zhi also clenched his fists.

Seeing this Immortal King again, the crooked thoughts in Xu Zhi's head were already very low.

No one is killing this kind of person, so he has to have a better attitude.

Even if Gwen Magnus is in the future and the kingdom is lost by Mystrio, no matter how down, he will be the kind of Tanu people.

In case he penetrated the Elemental Realm through some methods, Xu Zhi would not be able to cope with it.

At this time, Xu Zhi's attitude was quite low.

No matter how you say it, it is also human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

There is no way he is going against this majesty openly.

By Gwen-Magnus's side, Xu Zhi also saw Somla, who did not squint but looked slightly nervous.

When Xu saluted, he followed the voice well and made a glimpse of it.

Xu Zhi felt that there was too much content in his gaze, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

Tanu set up this body for him, and that didn't include the ability to translate other people's eyes.

"Squeaky Squeak," Gwen Magnus said.

"I haven't seen Your Majesty for a long time, I really miss you very much," Xu Zhi replied.

"I'm afraid I'm too shabby to come here," Gwen-Magnus laughed.

"How could it be," Xu Zhi shook his head and said, "You have to ask the Great Druid of Vyarn about this." ”

"Oh?"

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty."

Hearing the two talking, Viah fell to his knees from the bow.

"The minister's attainments in the level of natural magic are too poor, and he doesn't understand the needs of His Excellency the Jungle Elf Sovereign, and thinks that the lucky four-leaf clover is the best gift, but he never thinks about ......it."

"Didn't you think about anything?"

"I never thought that the Jungle Fairy Monarch had planted a large area in his house."

"Hahahaha......"

Gwen Magnus burst out laughing, and the bold voice came that made Viah shiver for a while.

If memory serves, this majesty likes to kill when he laughs.

If there were no accidents, she would have to die today.

"You vain, with my friendship with His Excellency Squeak and His Majesty Ryo, I said how can he repeatedly not go to the lower realm, come to someone."

Gwen Magnus shouted, and suddenly four red-robed archmages stepped forward.

He pointed at Vian, and when he was about to click his finger, he looked at the Jungle Elf Monarch on the side, and his sleeve suddenly waved down.

"Your Excellency Squeak is here, and spare you this time."

There is nothing wrong with killing Viarn, but if this contractor dies, the summoned person will also fly back to the elemental realm.

Gwen Magnus sneered a few times, and Viarne, who was lying on the ground, felt a cold sweat drench all over his body.

She knocked on the ground several times before slowly getting up and standing aside.

Xu Zhi looked at the soaked dress on Vian's back, but he didn't understand it.

This great druid has a high status in the elven kingdom of Arranorn, even if it belongs to the rebels of Lord Huck, but after the end of the civil war, he is respected by the elven king Elwin.

Why did Viarn have to run to the kingdom of Bracada to be a dog's leg?

It's very comfortable to kneel down here and worship Gwen Magnus.

As an elf, she has too many emotions that should not exist, and she has made too many mistakes.

When Xu Zhi thought for a while, he saw Gwen Magnus smile at him and said, "Squeak, please help me listen, what are these red dwarves arguing about all day long?" ”

Completely incomprehensible to a group of people, this is a headache for Gwen Magnus.

He's not Tanu's jack of all trades, and knowing a little advanced bird language is already remarkable.

As for the language of the Red Dwarf race, there are a few outsiders who will learn it.

People of other races have always taken the initiative to learn the various lingua franca of the mainland.

But this group of red dwarves is too indigenous, and they use the language of the tribe the whole time.

In the past year, he hadn't heard a word of other breeds of language pop out of the lips of these red dwarves.

Gwen Magnus felt that Mystrio had been too strict in keeping the puppet dragon's secrets.

Without communication, it is almost impossible for the red dwarves who do not know the lingua franca of the continent to leak their secrets.

This caused him to have a lot of trouble developing the Puppet Dragon.

The materials are for the red dwarves to pick directly.

Venues, facilities, and all kinds of materials refer to what they want.

Is it needed so much, how much is wasted, and is there any covetousness?

The cost of casting a puppet dragon was so high that it gave him a headache for a while, and he felt like he had become a Kaizi, and all kinds of expenses poured out like water.

But the puppet dragons have finally taken shape.

Or a group of puppet dragons.

This made him very satisfied with the result.

When a heart fell, Gwen-Magnus was also interested in figuring out what the Red Dwarves were talking about every day.

If possible, he also has some interest in how to create a puppet dragon.

When asked about Mistrio, he was eventually recommended by Mistrio for the greenskin.

Had it not been for the presence of Mistrio and Misterbama in person, only the green skin would have met the conditions for translation.

Xu Zhi looked at the red dwarves who were very happy to communicate in the indigenous language, and of course he understood why these dwarves said these words.

If it weren't for Mistrio's orders to stall for time, the red dwarves would certainly be able to speak the lingua franca.