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The next day, Alice went to Kester to learn to fly an airship early in the morning, and Hurrington was having his ice phoenix feathers after breakfast. This kind of "God" class material is rare. Encountered, he made up his mind to make it clear. Bing Zhixie, of course, has something to do.
Yesterday, I accidentally met the director of the Knop City Archives, which made Bing Zhixie suddenly think that the archives will record things about ancient magicians from 5100 years ago.
When I heard about the Knop City Archives, Bing Zhixie said to the guards: "Hello, I am looking for Mr. Curator of the Archives."
"Look for our curator?" The guard looked at him: "Who are you."
Bing Zhixie said: "I am his friend, I made an appointment with him yesterday."
"Is it?" The guard said in doubt: "Well, you go in. The curator should be in the office on the left of the second floor."
"Thank you."
When I came to the office on the second floor of the archives, the curator I met yesterday was here.
When the curator saw Bing Zhixie appearing, he was a little surprised: "Why are you here? Oh, not for the story you told yesterday."
Bing Zhixie smiled: "Curator, can I go in and sit?"
"Yes, come in."
Bing Zhixie casually found a place to sit down. Instead of telling the story of yesterday, he said: "When the curator left yesterday, I heard Mr. Hoffman say that your hot air balloon can actually be improved. , But the cost exceeds your expectations and you have to give up."
The curator smiled and said, "Oh, more than 20,000 gold coins are already the limit that my little curator can bear. I have to keep improving things for later."
Bing Zhixie said: "I have made a decision without permission and paid out this improvement fee to help the curator improve the balloon."
"Ah, this...how can this be." The curator exclaimed.
Bing Zhixie said: "It's not a lot of money, only 3000 gold coins, and more than 100,000 flying boats have been bought, which is not bad."
"Haha, so too. The money is nothing to you." The curator smiled and said: "Yes, the story you want to know, I haven't had time to investigate. Since you came, let's go together Let's see."
Bing Zhixie said: "Isn't it said that there are a lot of secrets in the archives, can't outsiders go in?"
The curator stood up and said: "Of course you can't read the secret, but if there is a record of the story like you said, it is not classified as confidential. It doesn't matter if you look."
Bing Zhixie stood up with a smile, and went to the archive room with him.
The archives are large, and there are many records in the archives. It is dazzling to see a pile of files and pictures piled up on the bookshelf. Fortunately, small rooms made of glass in the archives distinguish the files of different time files, otherwise it is really difficult to find.
"Five thousand years ago, our country and the previous kingdoms have not yet been established, and they should be on that side. Come with me." The curator led the way, turning around in a labyrinth-like glass corridor, and found almost It took almost half an hour to find the archives of the Holy Garden calendar from 2500 to 2000 in the corner of the museum.
Although there is a span of 500 years, there are few file cabinets in this glass archive room, only two.
"This is it." The curator lit the crystal lamp in the glass room: "There are not many here around 5100. You can find it slowly here."
"What about you curator?" Bing Zhixie asked.
The curator said: "Of course I still have things to do, I can't stay here to accompany you."
"Will I be alone here?"
"It's okay, you don't have to go to another room. There should be no secrets in this archive room. Look slowly, I'm gone." The curator left the archives.
Bing Zhixie stayed alone in the room and shook his head in frustration. The curator was too irresponsible, but this was good, and it was also a good thing for him.
Entering the archives room easily, Bing Zhixie slowly consulted the archives here. About the ancient magician 5100 years ago, he was also very interested as a magician.
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On the other side, about two days away from Knop City, there is a larger city where Anglo and Chloe are in this city.
This Chloe is moving muscles in the office, and her two teammates are also very relieved, sitting in a chair drinking hot coffee. They have just completed a report on the routine inspection of the Tubat volcano, and are now waiting for Anglo to return to the country with the report.
After a while, Angelo returned.
"Can you go now?" Chloe asked.
Angelo shook his head.
Their companion said: "Why, there is a problem with the report?"
"No."
Chloe thought for a while and said, "A new mission?"
Angelo sighed and nodded: "Maybe we have to go back later. The notification I just received said that it was sent by Tong Yishi from the gold mining area two days ago, asking us to assist in investigating a kind of Unknown dangerous ore."
"So you agreed?" Chloe said: "Why don't you refuse."
Anglo said: "I also want to refuse, I know you all want to go home early, do not want to stay in this rotten country. But this is a notice sent by King Guenez personally. And they seem to guess that we will not agree, So I didn’t tell us in advance, but got in touch with our government first, and then told us only with the consent of our government. Now our boss ordered us to help them."
Hearing this news, Chloe couldn't be more discouraged: "What should I do?"
"What else can I do, just work overtime."
"Ah! I had to do this, and it was good to go to the gold mining area, maybe I could get some money back."
A few people said what I said.
Suddenly Chloe said: "What dangerous ore would actually allow those in the gold mining area to use Tongyi Stone to make a request."
"Well, see for yourself." Anglo took out a page and handed them.
After watching the three people: "No, look at the above description, it seems like ‘Atira’s Death Ore’.
Attila is a person's name, and he was the first to discover that this kind of ore can kill people.
"It seems to be true, but I haven't seen the entity yet, and I won't know until I confirm it in the past." Angelo said.
One of their companions said: "No wonder they are so anxious, let us go to go there immediately. Hey, this ore is very dangerous, as long as it is exposed to the air, it can kill people."
Chloe said: "Is there any way, this is our job, can not let us watch the people there die one after another. Besides, we also have a way to deal with this ore, help them help us improve this The image of the country."
Angelo said: "This is important for Chloe. Okay, so decided, we will start at noon for dinner, and it will take several days from here to the gold mining area."
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In the archives of Knop City, Bingzhixie flipped through the archives in the file cabinet one by one: "Hey, I found it. "The death of ancient magic occurred in the Holocaust of the Holy Garden from 2272 to 2310" "" He immediately got up and read carefully.
‘In February 2302, the Holy Garden calendar, the Muronigan dynasty representing the dark regime perished on its thirtieth anniversary. Prior to this, the three million undead corps formed by the death of King Nethan Hera was completely defeated by the heroic soldiers. Over fifty years of this year, the Archmage, who had won countless honors and studied ancient undead magic, had to embark on the road of escape in the last eight years of his life.
Hera, who has been jointly pursued by the Holy Garden and the thirty-six nations, tried several times to build his undead empire, but in the end the fearless justice army strangled his dreams in the cradle.
In the winter of 2309 in the Holy Garden, in the Zangusi River Basin, Hera once again killed 420,000 people with his undead magic within a month. This was the seventh and final resurrection of his army of undead. . At the beginning of 2310, the army of the thirty-six countries had completely enclosed the Zangusi River Basin, and countless warriors sang the song of victory in preparation for the final battle.
However, the cunning and cruel Hera suddenly disappeared with all his undead army, as if never existed. Countless warriors searched the land for a whole month, but never saw Hera and his undead army. ’
After reading these short paragraphs of text, Bing Zhixie knew what happened to the mage named Nissen Hera 5100 years ago.
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