Chapter 637: Archmage's Hobby

"These legends, are you ready to deal with them?" Michelangela looked at the legends by the chain of Muria's nebula, especially the white snakes, like a mountain of snakes, in her eyes. With this legendary Tier VII, she thought she could try it too.
"Kill them all, these are good materials. Cut off all their skulls and hang them on your castle." Ilwest followed the advice of Muria and made a suggestion.
"Are you really a of the blazing sky?" Muria stared at Ilvist with a sullen expression. "How can you kill and kill at every turn? Is this really good for you?"
"These are all evil. Why should I sympathize with evil?" Ilvester asked back. "I sympathize with evil, which is a kind of cruelty to my companions. The most brutal means should be used against the enemy."
"Well, I agree. Treat like-minded people as warm as spring, treat battles as hot as summer, treat selfish people as autumn wind sweeps leaves, and treat enemies as cruel and ruthless as winter." Muria will A famous quote is slightly changed according to the actual situation, and then said.
As soon as this remark was heard, Chitian could not help but nodded in agreement, and those subordinates of Muria could not help taking notes in their hearts. This is the basic quality that a subordinate should have.
"So you should kill them."
"No, I promised not to kill them." Muria shook her head and refused. "I have a better way to deal with them."
"What better than killing them?"
"Of course!" Muria smiled slightly, looking at an old man who was slowly walking into the Chamber, "Her Mason."
"His Royal Highness," the old mage who walked into the Chamber looked around the hall for a week, paused for a moment between the two Blazing Gods standing next to Muria, then moved away and landed in the Chamber of Legends. On the beast, a little surprise appeared in his eyes, and finally bowed slightly to Muria.
The two brothers and sisters of Blazing Gods who had a glance at the old mage reacted directly. Ilvist's snow-white feathers lit a crimson flame, and the back of Michaelella was already burning with flames. The wings became more blazing.
"This is Master Mason! Senapus is a knowledgeable researcher!" Muria introduced to his fiancee and eldest son with an unclear tone, while reaching out and holding the palm of Michaelella, Beckon her calmly.
"You call me over, what do you tell me?" It seems that because of the existence of the Blazing Protoss, the old guy asked Muria very respectfully and asked respectfully.
"Look at these guys, what do you think?"
"This is the captive of His Royal Highness in this battle?" Mason asked, ignoring his uncle's appearance at this time, and with his expression, he was quite a master. But Muria investigated the old guy and got a preliminary understanding.
The mage who claims to be Mason is indeed knowledgeable and has few problems he can't solve. Of course, this just shows that the technology developed by Mr. Knapp has not reached his upper limit, and he can now describe everything by knowing everything.
But with such a deep and unpredictable image, Muria had a hard time in awe of him, because the old guy liked to run to the cloud island where the drow was very much. Very regular, go once a month and stay for three days at a time.
According to the survey, Master Mason is very popular among the drow elves, and the drow praise him with many beautiful words such as "wild" and "ferocious". For this matter, Muria does not make any comments, after all, it is your wish.
"Yes, what's your idea?" Muria asked with a smile, seemingly unaware of the unknown side of him, and his expression looked extremely respectful of him.
It's also quite normal for strong existence to have some quirks. Among the quirks of the strong, Mason's habit is relatively normal.
Muria already knows that Sinapus's bio-energy technology was developed by the old mage of unknown origin. The predatory energy matrix he created was not perfect. At least he could not plunder the energy in the legendary body, but Mason's optimized grazing energy matrix can do this, forcibly extracting energy from the legendary body.
"Do you want to seal them all as energy?" The old mage asked.
"Of course." Muria nodded.
"Seal as a donor of energy? Don't you be afraid of an accident one day, let the seal break, let these evils run out, and then retaliate against you? You can ignore them, but what about your subordinates? You do n’t think about them Is it? "Asked Ilvist.
"As long as I am there, these sealed guys will never escape." Mason replied with a smile. "This is a project I support and I can guarantee its safety."
"What guarantee do you have?" Illuminated a flash of light in his eyes.
"Of course, it depends on the strength of my old man." The archmage of the puppet took a deep look at the goddess who was blazed by the eight wings. Nothing happened in Muria's eyes. However, it was not the same in Ilvestre's eyes. The old man in front of him suddenly turned into a powerful existence exuding the light of colorful elements, and the tremendous pressure made him take a step back.
"Brother!" Michelangela took a step forward, stood in front of her brother, and pulled out her sword.
"Enough, Master Mason." Muria knocked on the throne's handrails. "You take these legendary prisoners of war first, dispose of them, and let them provide ample energy for Symphony!"
"My Highness, as you wish." Master Mason bowed slightly to Muria, then waved with seven legendary prisoners of war and disappeared into the Chamber.
"How do you feel?" Muria's eyes looked at Ilvestre. This time, his eyes were a little solemn. He knew that the grandmother was helping him to test the unknown mage. He listened. Understand the meaning of Muria's words.
"Where did you find the monster? It's too strong, facing him is like facing the legendary elders." Ilvist sighed with apprehension, "his strength is at least qualified to be the ascendant. Title. "
The ascendant, who has the strength of the legendary peak, has already qualified to be a god, and is only one step away from the gods. It is the strongest group under the gods.
"Speaking of which you may not believe, but this Mason Master came by himself. By the time I found him, he had worked for me for forty years," Muria sighed.
"Did you find him after working for forty years?" Michelangela's tone was slightly surprised.
"I discovered him only after breaking through the legend, or more accurately, only that he took the initiative to let me discover."
"Is that so?" Ilvester's face groaned. "On the strength alone, he is not an evil being. He should be a human mage, but it cannot be judged that he is not evil."
"So far, he hasn't done anything unfavorable to me and to Xymples. He has been guiding Xyples to become stronger, and I can't veto his credit."
"It is impossible to serve you for 40 years without a reason. There must be a reason. Maybe he has something to ask for."
"Is there anything he can turn to for the epic Titan? But because there is no way to ask for help, he is kind to Muria and achieves his goal through Muria," Miguelella guessed.
"It's possible," Ilvestre agreed.
"This is not correct." Muria reluctantly answered ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has the strength of the ascendant, can go directly to the Titan Islands, there is no need to come to me. "
"In general, he is not malicious, at least not now."
"I can only pay more attention to it later. With our strength, I am afraid that we will not be able to expel him unless we let our elders do it."
"It's not necessary, just watch it for now." Muria shook her head.
In the next time, with the presidency of Muria and the assistance of Sinapus, the City of Frost Giants began to digest the results of this time. Without eager to expand, Muria just sent the educated Frost Giants in the wasteland. News spread among them, describing the superior life of the Frost Giants to those savage Frost Giants.
Since this battle, the large Frost Giant tribes around the Frost Giant City have lost their resistance. The legendary existence is almost endured. The most elite Frost Giants, the dead and the wounded, and most of them have been destroyed. For the sake of his captives, all that remains is the old, the weak, and the sick.
Titan and King of Dragons
Titan and King of Dragons