End of the Magic Era

“Oh, if not surprisingly, it should be like this...” Thornmelin's mouth filled with bitter laughter, looked at the crowd, and went on to say: “I think you should also know that every swordsman, more or less, has some special affection for a giant sword or a one-handed sword, and I personally like to collect giant swords. Among my collections, there is a giant sword from the Royal Workshop of the Third Dynasty. It is said that the giant sword once belonged to a court guard, and I spent a huge fortune to get it at an auction...”

“Unfortunately, the sword, although well made and powerful, employs the finest alchemy materials, cannot withstand the erosion of the ages and has been severely damaged thousands of years later. When I first got that sword, I went to the Mercury Tower with that sword. I wanted to help me repair it at a high price. At that time, His Excellency Karon of the Mercury Tower had been a master for many years and said that he was the most advanced masters, but even he couldn't help the sword. He personally told me that the technology used by the sword belonged to the Royal Workshop of the Third Dynasty, and that this technology had been completely lost when the Third Dynasty went towards its extinction...”

Ida Merlyn and others listened quietly, as if listening to a story. Thornmerlyn didn't feel a word, and when they heard the end, they understood, and suddenly the colour grew.

“Most importantly, this technique of the Royal Workshop was unique in that era, that is, only the guards of the court and the emperor's own army were qualified to use this type of sword. If civilians accidentally obtained this type of sword, and did not surrender it, if they stayed behind, they would suffer the harshest punishment of the empire once discovered...” Speaking of which, Thornmerlyn stopped and looked at the crowd with a bitter smile: “It seems that we were not the first to discover this face, but the royal family of the third dynasty...”

However, just as people were digesting this information, a slightly alarming voice rang out: “Come and see, there's more… there's more! ”

It was Lan Merlyn who talked, the broken sword in Thorn Merlyn's hand, which was discovered by this captain, when the people were discussing the history of the broken sword, Lan Merlyn still hadn't left. He kept squatting where the broken sword was found, and kept playing with the snow accumulation below. He seemed to want to see if there was anything else.

Don't really say that he messed with me for a while, but there are new discoveries...

“What's more?” The people walked towards Lan Merlyn in confusion, and then the next moment, they couldn't help but stand still. In front of Lan Merlyn, in that one-meter wide snow cave, lay seven, seven, eight, eight giant black swords, some of which were intact and also damaged...

“My God, how can there be so many...” The first shout was Thorn Merlyn, a calm level 5 sword saint who, when he saw the seven, seven, eight, eight giant swords in the snow cave, also had some emotions out of control and couldn't help but make his own voice.

Because he clearly saw that there were more than a dozen swords lying in the snow cave, not to mention...

What kind of concept is that?

This suggests that at least a dozen court guards, or pro-Army members, have fallen on this iceberg. As Thorn Merlyn of the Fifth Sword Saint, it is clear that in the ancient days of the Northender world, every swordsman has loved his sword almost as if he were his second life.

This is the rule of every swordsman...

At the moment when young people are officially swordsmen, teachers will tell them to treat them with swords as family members.

Unless there is a special reason, or the Swordsman has fallen, it is absolutely impossible to throw away the sword at will...

What really shocked Thorn Merlyn...

Those court guards, as well as pro-army members, were chosen from the army of the third dynasty. At the very least, their strength was the rank of sword saint. Even at the height of the third dynasty, a chief guard who presided over all court guards had the power of the heavenly rank...

At least a dozen Sword Saints have fallen on this ice field, forcing Thornmelin to be shocked...

“Dig down again to see if there's more...”

Just as Thorn Merlyn was immersed in shock, I didn't know who said a word, and then everyone started to get busy, an amazing magic wave rose, the earth puppet in turquoise, summoned up, swaying and digging in the snow.

“Boom boom...”

However, just a few digs ago, the ice fields beneath everyone's feet swayed for a while, and the snow suddenly collapsed, creating a deep hole in front of everyone.

“That's …”

The nearest Lan Merlin to the hole, first showed a horrific look, his eyes stared dead at the hole, he could not move his sight. Following his eyes, the people also looked at the past, suddenly surprised, only to see the inside of the snow hole, not at all dim, on the contrary, the golden glow flashed...

People, like Lan Merlyn, were horrified first and then stared dead at the golden light.

Those are gold and silver treasures...

Large piles of gold and silver treasures, cluttered together, countless golden flashes, directly stirred their desire for wealth as human bones.

Even if they are already out of secular existence...

However, this situation is still attractive and beyond sight.

Inside the snow cave is very spacious, full of gold and silver treasures, countless, hidden space, people also saw a huge black sword, crossed by seven vertical in those gold and silver treasures, the light on the surface, at least a hundred, this scene is also very shocking.

“How could there be so many...” Thorn Merlyn looked at those dark swords and made a dreamy sound that fell into everyone's ears and thought that His Excellency Thorn was amazed at the treasures of gold and silver.

Thorn Merlyn was startled by the wealth, but what really bothered him was the dark swords.

That's hundreds of giant swords...

This means that there were over a hundred court guards who used to crash here, and mobility of this magnitude is not something ordinary royalty members can do, and it must be the rulers of that era to have that power.

It is highly likely that a third dynasty emperor, accompanied by a large number of court guards, landed on this snowy surface, just wondering what had happened that year, causing so many court guards to fall.

“It seems there should be an unknown secret buried here…” Thornmerlyn exclaimed, then looked inside the snow hole and bewitched.

However, at this time, Lin Yun, who had been silent, stepped out of the side. If he stared at the snow hole for a while, immediately after that, he turned his head and looked at the people: “I said, we have wasted a lot of time here, should we hurry? ”

As Lin Yun's voice went down, everyone looked incredible and fell into a brief silence, about three or five minutes later, the Lan Merlin reacted: “Merlin Devil, how can this be, this is a tremendous and unimaginable fortune. If we take it back, our Merlin family's facade army can improve at least two steps. Do you think we should delay some more time to bring these treasures? ”

After hearing Lin Yun's words, this elderly captain, though very excited, also learned to be smart. His attitude towards Lin Yun turned 180 degrees, becoming very respectful.

I can't help it. I saw the true strength of the young magician not long ago, and the magic is still imprisoned. I really scared him half to death. How dare you have half a temper when faced with the young magician?

Nossender Ancient has always been a weak meat predator, a world where the strong are respected.

Previously provoked young magicians, not less than jealous ingredients, in the view of Lan Merlyn, a level 5 magician, how can he become a superior commander of a superior legion?

Yes, before he was confined by magic, he was very jealous of the young magician commander's identity...

I am about to break through the realm of Level 5 Enclosure Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical Encyclical En

He even felt that the ancestral land was so unfair...

So the first time I saw a young magician, without any grudges, he would act like he was losing his mind and would do the right thing with a young magician.

Until a few hours ago, when he was imprisoned by a young magician, he knew that he was wrong, that he was wrong...

How horrible is the true strength of a young magician who can easily suppress the peak of a Level 4 Enclosure Mage? At least it has to be the height of the Seventh Enclosure Mage...

When I think of myself a few times, jumping in front of this horrible presence, and not making a bad speech, he is frightened and sweaty, my intestines really regret it.

It's no exaggeration to say that provoking young magicians is really looking for death.

As for the identity of the Young Mage Commander...

He has no reason to be jealous now, because in his view, it is natural for a young magician with that horrible power to become a commander...

Thinking of this, Lan Meilin's forehead started sweating cold again. He felt like he was lowering his posture and told the young magician that taking away the fortune should not be a big problem, otherwise, the young magician would really be a little out of touch...

However, at the next moment, the young magician's cold voice sounded again: "Sir Lan, don't you understand what I just said, would you like to say it again...”

Ah...

Run Mellington disappeared. What's going on? It seems a little unscientific...