Lost magic!

This word made Liang Lidong interested. He collected his long sword and threw a magic scroll from his space backpack. The blue magic light of the spa magic quickly scarred the president's palm.

After Liang Lidong and other presidents' expressions were no longer so painful, he said, "Tell me about the lost magic."

The president looked at him for a while, and the expression on his face was strange. After a while, he sighed: "The so-called lost magic is the magic that has been recorded in history, but for some reason, he suddenly cut off the inherited magic. For example, the Misle House Art. We know that there is indeed such a magic in history, and we also know what kind of magic materials are needed to move this magic, but we do not have the node construction and modeling of this magic."

Liang Lidong blinked another three hundred years ago. It seemed that the holy war three hundred years ago was really fierce, and the gods also changed the memories of mortals. Even Greenton could only barely remember a little of it.

Now a new jihad is coming again, will it still be the same as three hundred years ago?

Liang Lidong doesn't want his memory to be artificially modified. To avoid such things, there are only two ways. The first is that his strength is strong enough, such as above the legend level. The other is to hug the thigh Liang Lidong is now considered to hug the thigh of the goddess Wojin, but in order to be more stable, it is necessary to improve his strength.

Liang Lidong thought for a while, and then said to the president: "If this happens, then forget it. You can tell the Colorless Magic Tower, just say that I do know the 'Missla Mansion Art'. If they are interested, they will send someone to talk to me in person."

After saying that, Liang Lidong turned around and was about to leave. At the same time, he went down from the thin wanderer from the entrance of the cave on the third floor. Although this distance was indeed a bit high, it was no problem for a professional who was still a professional with a sensitive attribute.

Sure enough, the wanderer turned several times in the air and landed on the ground like a cat. Then he slipped into the crowd, and he didn't want to be caught by such a terrible spellcaster again.

The president struggled to get up and shouted, "You just left like this, without any indication? No matter what, I am also a mercenary union here!"

"What do you mean is. Want me to demolish the entire mercenary union?" Liang Lidong looked at the other party, still with a gentle smile: "Well, it's really a good opinion, I can consider it."

The president was so scared that his eyes were covered with bloodshot: "You dare!"

"I'm in a good mood now, don't force me to do it!"

Liang Lidong changed to a sneer. Then he left with a red magic cloak. He was not an arrogant person in essence, but in order to build momentum for the Wojin Temple, he had to be strong. If nothing unexpected happens, he would receive news that Glinton invited the Wojin Temple to settle in Tonggu City within a month. In order for the Wojin Temple to preach in the early stage of Tonggu City, there would not be so many obstacles, and appropriate force deterrence is necessary.

Now he bombarded the mercenary union with one coin. For such a big thing, all forces will definitely investigate him next, and this is his purpose. As long as the other party investigates him, they will know some of the doctrines of the Wojin Divine Cult. Even the special rituals of the Wojin Divine Cult and the sacrifice of the gold coin will be investigated clearly.

As long as you know the sacrifice of gold coins, the missionary work of Wojin Temple in Tonggu City will be much smoother.

After all, there is a class of "rich people" in Tonggu City. They can trade money for strength, and they are happy to do this. In contrast, except for Kyle, everyone else in Reed's village is suffering. Although the goddess of Wojin can gain a certain amount of faith, if the gold coin sacrifice ceremony cannot be carried out, her divine power will be recovered slowly.

After all, as long as she has gold coins to manage the temple or the kingdom of God, she can obtain a certain amount of divine power. The more people sacrifice gold coins, the more divine power she can obtain.

Goddess Wojin is stronger. Naturally, the Pope is more powerful.

After Liang Lidong left, the mercenaries dared to breathe. Now everyone understands that this young man who dared to hurricane in the Mercenary Union is definitely a master-level caster such a young caster, and no one dared to touch him. If he really wanted to find someone to suppress him, he could only go to the city lord Greenton.

The president thought so too. He stood up and looked at the big hole in front of him that ran through the entire mercenary union. Perhaps because the load-bearing wall was penetrated, there were tiles or broken wood falling.

With a miserable blue face, he shouted to one of his subordinates: "Tell the matter to His Highness the City Lord and let him judge us, go quickly."

In less than half an hour, the news documents of Liang Lidong's riots in the mercenary union came to Greenton. He was handling government affairs, and then he looked at the parchment for a while and smiled.

As soon as he saw the description of the red cloak, he knew who the protagonist was. He naturally wanted to protect his former master and the current master of his beloved daughter. Moreover, he knew his master's personality very well. As long as no one messed with him, he would never make such a big fuss.

Greenton put the parchment on the table and said, "You only told me what happened, but didn't tell me the cause of the matter. Why did this suspected master-level spellcaster cause trouble for your union?"

The young man in charge of delivering the letter immediately sweated. He shook his head and smiled dryly: "City Lord, I don't know, this is the letter the president asked me to send."

"Then let's figure it out and come over." Glinton threw the parchment on the young man: "Gregor is really getting better and better. He didn't even write down the cause of the matter, and just wanted me to deal with a master-level spellcaster for him. Is this insulting my IQ?"

Hearing this, the young man's body shook even harder, and he hurriedly stepped down and left Greenton's room.

The room suddenly became quiet. Glinton wanted to visit Liang Lidong in person. After all, he had already arrived in Tonggu City, but then he thought about it and felt that the original owner did not come to him immediately, or if there was something to do, he would naturally come over after he was finished. If he went over rashly, he might destroy his plan.

Thinking of this, Greenton waited with peace of mind.

Liang Lidong brought magic materials to the hotel. He originally wanted to make a scroll of the "Misselle Mansion" in his room, but the room in the hotel is too small. Misselle Mansion is a kind of space magic. If it fails, its side effect will cause the surrounding space to flow weakly for several seconds.

Professionals can easily resist this weak spatial turbulence. After all, physical fitness is there, but if ordinary people are not good, even if they are weak in time and space turbulence, it will be a disaster for ordinary people to collide with.

Therefore, Liang Lidong left the hotel, left the city, and came to the wilderness where no one passed.

He found a relatively flat grass field, first took out a small table from his space backpack, and then placed the materials for making magic scrolls on the table.

He came from the hotel and of course he would go there after the experiment.

He first made a magic scroll of Miselle Mansion. Because he had the expertise of "scroll making", his success rate was very high, and he succeeded in one go. Then he opened his character system and guided the warlock spells. Looking at the silver-white virtual spell floating in front of him, he let out a sigh, then turned on it and saw two box spaces on it.

Pick up the newly made 'Misselle Mansion' scroll from the desktop and put it directly on the first vacant space of the spell.

The magic scroll turned into transparent spots of light, and then Liang Lidong felt a tingling pain in his head. This feeling came and went quickly. In just a few seconds, it disappeared without a trace. He shook his head, looked at the light green house icon in the spell, and smiled.

Successful because of not being too high in intelligence, the success rate of warlocks is generally not high when copying magic scrolls as their bloodline skills, but the God-born nobles are an exception. After all, the God-born nobles are born with 7 intelligence growth. The average player warlock has only 5, np warlocks or even 5.

Liang Lidong waved his hand, and a dark space wave division appeared, and then a magic circle that could not be seen by the naked eye appeared in front of him. The fluctuations of this magic circle could not be sensed by outsiders. It was an entrance to the space. Liang Lidong walked in without hesitation.

Then his eyes blurred and he was teleported into a square space.

Then the teleported came was his demonic pet Joan of Arc. When the stupid bird was flying in the air, it was suddenly teleported to a strange and narrow place, which scared it to the point where it was still flying and hit the wall of the space.

The space wall is very elastic, and Joan of Arc is a monster, and there is nothing to do with her physical fitness. She fell to the ground and quickly stood up, shook her feathers on her body, and shouted at Liang Lidong: "Master, you bastard, you are so scared that I was so scared. I thought my neck was about to break."

Liang Lidong smiled apologetically at Joan of Arc, and then looked at the small space.

They are in a translucent cube, which is slightly suspended on the grass. It seems that it has never left the main world, but in fact it is an illusion.

Because the mansion technique originally had magic Taoist marks in the main world and had the function of "space observation", you can see images about 100 meters outside the original Taoist mark in the main world. This is also to ensure that the space Taoist marks are safe. Otherwise, someone would be ambushed near the teleportation Taoist marks and was not prepared. As soon as he went out, someone would be chopped off his head. That would be bad.

Before becoming a god, the magic goddess Misla was full of enemies all over the world. The magic she showed naturally took this issue into consideration.

However, Liang Lidong then appeared that the space was larger than he imagined. Then he opened the spell and saw that the volume of the space was 444, which turned out to be Yunlong's bloodline strengthened this.

This is a matter of aunty. Liang Lidong smiled, then threw out the space anchor scroll, holding the space tightly, and then he and Joan of Arc left the mansion art space together.

Standing on the grass again, he took a deep breath, and the next step was to carry out a special fusion of the two spaces. (To be continued.)

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