It has been many years since the Magicians' Union discovered the sky city of "Alinge", and the central area has long been cleared, and many magic towers or houses have been built, if it weren't for the fact that the rest of the remaining buildings are still worth studying, Douglas would never have seen the scene so dilapidated, and now, near the ruins of the core magic tower, a small magic tower rang a melodious bell, according to the agreement, this is a sign of the beginning of the meeting.

The magicians who were arguing fiercely in the square closed their mouths "reluctantly", a little regretful that the rare opportunity to vent was over, and slowly "surged" towards the five-story magic tower.

"The old men seem to have exchanged good opinions in private...... Fernando muttered, real agreements are often reached before meetings, which are only occasions for announcements.

Douglas watched in silence as the magicians approached from all directions, his eyes dark, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking, until the square became deserted, and he sighed, "Let's go in too." ”

"You also feel helpless about their quarrels, and when it comes to this moment of critical despair, they still refuse to let go of their prejudices and selfishness, and cooperate sincerely, to be honest, I really don't have confidence in the future of these magical organizations after seeing the previous scene. Fernando grumbled forward, feeling he had captured Douglas's current mood.

Douglas shook his head and said in a low voice: "Everyone is selfish, they have, President Arnold has, Vice President Rigge has, Roland has it, you have it, and I have it, so sincere cooperation is definitely not the luxury of expecting everyone to completely get rid of selfishness, but to show strength." Let everyone understand that if you work together, you will have a better future that will satisfy your own selfish interests and wishes. ”

"This is not the kind of strength in the real sense, including but not limited to, it has a richer connotation, for example, even if our real strength is not strong enough, but as long as there is a way for people to trust us, feel that the path we lead them to take is full of hope, and it is possible to lead them all the way, that is the category of 'strength'. ”

His expression was solemn. There was not a trace of despair and resentment.

"Isn't it the process of building confidence in us through various means? This is a very profound content, and the more 'trusting' people 'trust' the 'spell', the better the effect of the spell. Fernando habitually belittled Douglas's words.

Douglas put away his serious expression and looked sideways at Fernando: "You know a lot about the illusion department?"

Personally, he's not too good at the theories of the illusion department. Maybe you can use a lot of illusions. But there is no deeper study.

"My teacher was a polymath. Before I was killed, I kept in touch with many lords and archmages of the illusion department, so I also knew a lot of magicians of the illusion department. Fernando mentioned his teacher, and didn't seem to have much affection for him.

Douglas didn't go any further. Because the two of them had already walked to the front of the magic tower, a middle-aged man wearing the "Mystery Badge" of the Wizards' Union was waiting by the door, and said earnestly: "Is it President Douglas? ”

He was recognized by Fernando as Douglas.

"It's good. Douglas replied politely.

This surprised the middle-aged man slightly, because he had the impression that the archmages were very arrogant, even if they didn't show it outward, they could still clearly feel it between their words and demeanors, even if they were amiable like President Arnold,

Entering the hall, stone benches protruding from the inside, Douglas and Fernando walked around the perimeter and stepped into the side living room.

"Douglas, come, I'll introduce you. Arnold greeted him with a smile, looking like a kind old man.

Douglas was as calm as water, but Fernando whispered hey, looking at the happy appearance of the old fox, the negotiations seemed to be going well, and the initial intention of cooperation 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, scrutinized, and scrutinized, he was the rumored archmage who knew how to "stop time", raided the inquisition, and killed the "assassin" Douglas?

Arnold put his arm around Douglas's shoulders closely, pointed to a bloated and fat old man, and said, "Nelson, the leader of the 'Red Eye', archmage, don't look at him so fat, his physical ability is no less than that of an ordinary golden knight. ”

As soon as he said this, Douglas instantly understood what Nelson was good at, he was undoubtedly good at blood fusion and physical transformation, maybe every part of his body was solidified with some kind of special ability, which could play an unexpected effect in battle, and his current appearance was just a disguise.

In addition to his impressive figure, Nelson's sparkling ruby eyes were also striking because they were completely different from his obese appearance, and he smiled with a shaky smile on his cheeks: "I have always longed for Antiphre, and the archmage from it is really good." ”

He said yearning, but his tone didn't mean that at all.

Douglas, who understood the grievances between the two empires, smiled and nodded, not minding Nelson's attitude.

Arnold pretended not to hear Nelson's words, 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 Singers'. ”

Amanata sat inconspicuously in the shadowy corner shrouded in black magic robes, and after hearing Arnold's introduction, he only nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting, and if it weren't for the standard masculine name, Douglas couldn't even tell whether he was male or female.

Arnold laughed and quipped, "Shadow singers are obsessed with shadows." ”

Not far from Amanata, there was a cold, eerie magician, dressed in a gorgeous black robe painted with dark gold patterns, with only a white skull left on his head, and dark red flames dancing in the shape of needles in his eyes.

"Congus, the archmage who single-handedly created the 'Supreme Soul', was once praised by the 'Lord of Shadows' as having a good chance of becoming a legendary magician. Arnold introduced the lich, who was clearly not weaker than Nelson or Amanata.

Congus spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant. It was as if someone was sharpening a rusty sword: "I never heard a friend of Antiphres mention you." ”

He seems to have a close relationship with Antiphre.

"Because Antiphre is so much more powerful than I am. Douglas modestly replied, inwardly so, "and I'm a weirdo." ”

"Yes, but Antiphres was destroyed by the Pope. Nelson interjected sharply.

Congus looked at him and said coldly: "At least the empire hasn't fallen yet, Arthur ......"

Ahem, Ahem, Arnold, interrupted the impending quarrel with a cough, introducing the bored lady with dark red hair: "Beautiful Lady Prihill, the master of the Tower of the Destroyer, and the elemental mage who specializes in the 'Great Cleavage'. ”

"Hey. Arnold. Do you want me to give it to you?" Prihill teased Arnold with a smirk, and then held out his fair, slender right hand, "'Time Stops' and 'Great Cleavage' are the best match, but unfortunately I don't have the former." I hope to be able to ask you for advice when I have the opportunity. ”

She's the friendliest responder.

"I'm also interested in the Great Split. Lady. Naturally, Douglas politely reached out and shook his hand

Fernando followed with nothing to do. muttered to himself, can these old guys with their own thoughts really cooperate successfully?

Arnold introduced Douglas and Fernando to the heads of other organizations, but did not mention the cooperation. It seems that this is a small thing that has long been answered.

In this process, Arnold has always been smiling and humorous, which is a good way to set the atmosphere around, which may be the reason why he is the one who completes the wooing, not the leaders of other organizations.

"Alright, it's time for us to go out to the conference and let you know this exciting news as soon as possible. Last, he pointed his arm out the door.

All the strong men stood up and followed Arnold.

Since the safety of this gathering is unknown, they themselves use stand-ins, simulacrums, etc., so there are not many magicians brought, and the entire hall is not full.

As the leaders came out, the whispered discussion in the hall disappeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it has been more than three hundred years since the Church named the War of the Dawn, and many of you may not have lived a life of magic supreme, born in panic and depression, raised in darkness and despair, and perhaps died at the stake at the very end. When Congus and the others were seated, Arnold retracted his smile and began his speech with the help of magic.

The heavy opening made the hall quieter, with older high-ranking mages contemplating the empire's worst splendor and empathetic young mages reminiscing about their own experiences, but they all shared the same fears: the Nightmare Church and the Night's Watch.

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 meet the real dawn, this meeting is to tell you that our organization present will carry out preliminary cooperation, give up infighting, give up quarrels, and fight for the survival space wholeheartedly." ”

In such a desperate environment, any bit of good news will be "brained" by the magicians to make up a better future, so Arnold's words made everyone's breath become heavy, vaguely excited, so many organizations together, should be able to compete with a diocese without legends, right? If more organizations join in the future......

Fernando pursed his lips disdainfully, but said nothing.

Arnold did not mention the union, he knew that this was unrealistic, and that in the absence of strong strength to back it, integrating so many organizations with different intentions would only drag itself down, and the initial cooperation would help to deepen exchanges in the future.

After a beautiful description of the prospects, Arnold finished his speech, at which point a magician stood up and asked: "How shall we obtain living space in the future?"

The excitement of the good news has subsided, and more and more magicians have begun to be skeptical and worried, their experiences have taught them that caution can live longer, because they have no more capital, they can't take risks, and if they choose the wrong one, it is difficult to hope for a new one.

"Hey, it's not that stupid. Fernando scoffed under his breath.

It was impossible for Arnold to talk about the real content of cooperation, so he used his eloquence: "...... The success of our cooperation will serve as an example, allowing more and more magicians to join us and attract the attention of His Excellency Legend...... The church is definitely not too strong to be defeated, Aalto has gathered many legendary powerhouses, and their enemies are also blood clans, dragons, sea tribes, elves, demons and devils, etc., how many gods and how many legendary pinnacles are included in this......"

This is the kind of description that desperate people like to hear the most, hope briefly overwhelms doubts, and they are all elites of their respective organizations, and they gradually see that the leaders have secretly agreed, so they simply anesthetize themselves with a bright future.

"Yes, we can work with otherworldly beings and draw elements of magical development from them. ”

"But magic is really better than magic, at least above the legendary powerhouse......

After Arnold's speech, the mages were in a state of flux, some thinking about the benefits of working with otherworldly beings, thinking about the development of magic, and others remembering the decline of magic since the Dawning War...... Hope, fear, despair, anticipation, all kinds of emotions come together.

Nelson, Congers, Prihill, Amanata and others spoke briefly and expressed their support, but none of them gave details of the cooperation.

"Since we are partners, let me introduce you to the magician next to me, Douglas from Antifleur, who is good at 'time stops' and raided the inquisition with Fernando......," Arnold said with satisfaction as he showed the strength of his union.

The whispered exclamations continued, making Arnold bow his head slightly, and said to Douglas with a smile: "Can you tell everyone a few words too?"

Douglas nodded solemnly and stood up, seeing that Arnold was stunned, why did he have such an expression? What was he going to say?

Fernando also noticed that Douglas's expression was wrong, because he didn't bring his usual warm smile, but he also couldn't figure out why he was like this, and Nelson and others, who didn't know Douglas, didn't notice the abnormality.

Douglas looked around the hall to silence the mage's chatter, and said in a low but clear voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, many years ago, our revered ancestors of mankind, from dragons, from elves, from giants, from demons, The devil and various magical creatures learned how to use spiritual power, and then through the analysis of their body structure and blood characteristics, they gradually fused their bloodlines, transformed their bodies, invented a lot of meditation methods to enhance their spiritual power, and referred to the structure of the magic patterns inside and outside their bodies, created various magic, and thus obtained a powerful force, drove the demons back to the abyss, kicked the devil back to hell, and let the dragons, elves, and giants either retreat to the remote and uninhabited mountains. The wilderness and the alien space have either surrendered to our feet. ”

His brief review of the origin and glory of the Age of Magic did not dispel the doubts of Arnold and Fernando, because Douglas was definitely not the one to mention this matter for no reason, and the magicians seemed to feel the glory of the beginning, and their spirits were slightly uplifted. (To be continued......)