Create the Age of Magic

"What have you been doing furtively lately?" asked old Douglas.

Enoch and Annie had already finished their breakfast, leaving Horn and old Douglas alone.

Douglas was in a good mood recently, so he didn't care that Horn and Enoch were often lazy recently, and he didn't care about them often going out to do some strange things.

But in the past two days, Horn's behavior was a bit abnormal, he rarely smiled, and he seemed to be sitting and preparing for something.

"Teacher, do you think it's right for us witches to be tied up and burned to death by the church?" Horn put down his bowl and chopsticks, and asked old Douglas very solemnly.

Old Douglas frowned, why did he suddenly mention this? Was it stimulated again? Still, he answered Horn's question patiently.

"You should remember that I said before that this matter is absolutely not correct, it can even be said to be ignorant and cruel, but Ceylon is the world of the church, and we have to endure it when our strength is weak."

"Why can't you resist?" Horn asked.

"You should be clear, the power of the church..."

"Does the power of the church have something to do with my rebellion? Teacher, you told me before that there are only people who can't figure it out, and there is no way out. Then I have figured it out now, and I want to resist!"

Horn interrupted old Douglas, the first time he had interrupted the teacher while he was speaking.

"Your thoughts are very dangerous." Old Douglas' face darkened,

He seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this apprentice.

"Teacher, the four witches who were burned to death the day before yesterday were my companions for a day."

There was a reminiscence look on Horn's face. Although he had only met twice, the joy in Horn's heart when he knew they existed, and the anger when the four witches were burned to death made Horn less Be sensible.

"The couple who were burned to death before, aren't they also your intended companions?"

Old Douglas wanted to say that Horn had not changed after so many witch deaths before, so why did he become like this this time?

"So that guy is dead, and this time I'm going to make a big deal!" Horn said in a deep voice.

"Has it been decided?" asked old Douglas.

"It's decided, I want them to pay the price!" Horn's face was expressionless, but his eyes were burning with flames!

"Can't we change the time?" Old Douglas asked for the last time. He was very happy recently. He didn't want to cause his only disciple to cause something he didn't want to see during this period.

"The arrow is on the string, and we have to launch it!" Horn said firmly.

"Then I won't persuade you, hey..."

Old Douglas staggered away from the dining table. He really couldn't think of any reason to dissuade Horn, because if he was at Horn's age, he might have made the same choice as him, even more radical!

The child has grown up, I can't control it anymore...

...

Click! Reeves crushed the cup in his hand, and the ten deacons he sent to catch the witch disappeared!

"Trash, they are all fucking trash!"

Reeves yelled crazily, like a madman! He had only fifteen black-clothed deacons under his command. Two of them died when he hunted down Enoch, and two died during the wizard rebellion. After ten were captured, only one remained!

"Go and inform the priest! Let's say that the evil-faced man has started again!" Reeves ordered his last subordinate in a vicious manner.

"But we are still not sure what happened to those deacons, Lord Reeves." The black-clothed deacon said.

Crash! Reeves threw the fragments in the face of the speaking deacon in black!

"Go if you want! Don't talk nonsense!"

"yes!"

...

The crows return to their nests, the pedestrians return home, the last ray of sunlight disappears on the horizon, and night falls!

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky of murder and arson!

In the square in the middle of Len City, where heretics were burned to death, dozens of stakes stood here, declaring the authority of the Church of the North Wind!

Standing in the center of the square, Horn looked at the place that had terrified him countless times. For some reason, at this moment, in his heart,

How pleasant it is!

Unraveling the knot of fear of the church that had been deeply sealed in his heart, countless suppressed emotions gushed out, like the mountain that had been behind him was suddenly removed, and now he is extremely relaxed!

This square is only used as an execution ground when needed. Usually, there is only a small group of North Wind Knights guarding it, and no one will come over at night.

And the guard was naturally released by Horn with ease.

Horn saw off all the stakes one by one with the iron saw prepared in advance, leaving only ten.

He wiped off the sweat on his forehead, the wind is a bit noisy today, it's suitable for making troubles.

"Voice, is it time?" Horn tilted his head and asked the black-robed old man who had been standing all the time.

"Mentor, it's almost there. They should all be ready." The voice was a little hoarse, and he was already old.

Yes, Horne's code name is Mentor, and all the witches in this small group respect him as their teacher!

Horn opened his arms and stretched his muscles.

"Then, let's make a lot of noise in Len City today!"

Horn whispered softly, signaling for the sound to start.

The voice began to chant a spell, and a translucent light white magic ring was condensed in front of Horn. This is a ring of magic sound amplification, which can amplify the selected voice.

There is a very good thing about this spell, that is, five of them can exist at the same time!

The white ring can be attached to any place, as long as no one destroys it, it can exist for a whole day!

So as long as a white ring is set in the middle, and then the other four rings are set in four directions within the sound limit range of the white ring, the sound generated by the first ring can be amplified twice. !

"Can I just talk to this?" Horn asked, pointing to the white ring.

"That's right." The voice nodded.

"How far can my voice travel?" Horn continued to ask.

"Conservatively, it can be heard in most of Len City!" said the voice.

"Enough!" Horn laughed.

Horn walked up to the magic circle, and the face under the hood smiled wildly.

"Everyone in Leon City, hello everyone!

I am the evil-faced man wanted by the church, you can hear my voice,

Surprised or not, is it unexpected?

I'm not the wizard you've always thought I was, I'm a wild witch!

Two days ago, the adults of the North Wind Church burned to death four of my compatriots, so now I will also burn to death ten black-clothed deacons in the center of the square!

Let's hear Deacon Simon's voice!

...

Sorry, everyone, I forgot that Deacon Simon has been knocked out by me, so he can't speak!

The execution place is the place where the North Wind Church often burns witches to death. If you want to come, you can come and see it anytime!

By the way, we are different from ordinary witches!

We will be stronger than the pastors of those churches!

Today, in Lane City, at this moment,

I declare to the world! We are called magicians!

One day, the holy church will collapse, the kingdom of God in the sky will fall, and the gods who are high above,

It will also fall!

Until then,

Only magic survives! "

Due to my fish lip operation, this chapter was posted three hours in advance...

Thank you Xia Mo for the recommendation ticket!