Augustine said in surprise: "You know?"

The old man laughed at himself and said, "Nipelon-Heart of Roots, of course I know it. In the field of magic, except for some large ancient magic circles that have not been cracked and surpassed by later generations, generally speaking, the more novel and powerful they are. This is a very normal natural law, whether it is a mage or a knight. There are very few giants and peaks that cannot be surpassed. The imprisoned magic circle you drew is the peak in the last two hundred years. It was from the hands of an old friend in his youth.

The pen, but it has not been circulated. According to her, it was a work that walked out of the Mayan Snow Mountain Temple. It was clearly prohibited from opening up by the place where she loved to hide it because it was too taboo. Anyone and thing close to the gods have always been regarded as real heresy by those immortals. For the sake of tobacco, I told you everything I knew. Nibelon-the heart of roots, the core word is "bloom", which is two extremes with the collapse in the magic book. Little guy, you don't

Is it a dark gold puppet hidden? It is the best explanation for "collapse". It compresses the density of both material and spiritual levels of an object to the extreme, and "bloom" means maximizing dilution. This special dilution will not reduce the original density, which is terrible, right? All the elements in alchemy collapse and explode, so follow this rule. Oh, it seems that it is not accurate enough to say this. I just say that the explanation is not suitable for me. Forget it, just listen to it casually.

Yes, probably that's what it means, little Augustine, your nuclear weight capacity has actually reached a good scale. Once you are 'blooming', you can at least reach the level of most of the golden Clover magicians in your empire. Your holy empire is really lucky. The magician is like a magic god who has a bad stomach and has diarrhea. It makes people envious. Hey, little guy, don't look at me with that look. I'm not saying that I'm jealous of feces."

The viscount, whose normal IQ was reduced because he became a puppet, felt a sense of sadness. Is this the puppet emperor it was crazy about to worship back then?

The world collapsed and the spiritual pillar collapsed.

The old man suddenly terrified, "Little guy, don't tell you that you are carrying a Nibelon-Root Heart?"

Augustine said bitterly: "It's unfortunate."

"My old friend explained that the reason why it was named Nibelon-Root Heart is that among the many giant dragons, only the heart of the frost dragon Nibel is a natural chaos container, it exists to create history, and it is also the only dragon heart that will not wither immediately after being massacred by human warriors. Only the Mayan Temple has half a heart and is embedded in the eye "will" of the magic gods among the three statues of gods. She seems to have mentioned that only those who unravel the 'Nipolon Paradox', known as the pearl in the crown of the magic king, can have that half a heart."

The old man looked at the thin drawings carefully again, then looked at Augustine, and asked tentatively: "St. Artemis, have you heard of this name?"

Augustine flashed a bright look, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If there was no accident, she was my childhood magic teacher."

This time it was the old Roman grand duke's turn to twitch his face, looking heartbroken, and murmured: "The goddess I secretly love."

The old man began to be crazy, and his eyes were hot and asked, "Have you ever held her hand? Have you ever lie on a bed? Have you eaten with her? Have you ever seen her smiling face?"

Augustine rolled her eyes and ignored the old man's unreasonable madness and frenzy. This is the "bloom" of human nature.

Heimer's "little princess" behind the Roman Grand Duke coughed slightly, and the old man then calmed down a little, touched his shriveled chin, and finally recovered his demeanor as a pitiful big man. He slowly stood up, "It's time for me to go back. Prince William's grandson who was thinking about me getting out of the Caucasus every day began to restless again. It seems that he really lost his last little patience. He sent three holy coffin knights and a sword saint to invite me into the coffin in one breath. Hey, I just said that anyone who trained his daughter to a female slave would give a dragon. Hey, I'm such a stubborn man who doesn't understand humor."

After saying that, the old Roman stood up, but did not move his steps, and kept glancing at the remaining tobacco on the table. The demigod behind him closed his eyes. It was really sad to have such a shameless master.

Augustine asked Dimit to go and the bookstore owner to ask all the high-quality tobacco. The old man who could provoke and tease the Titan God of War held the box and smiled, but the words on his lips were quite sincere: "Little guy, I am not your enemy, nor your friend. But the Caucasus region always welcomes you interesting young people."

Augustine, who stood up together, smiled and said, "Old Rome, do you need me to send you away from Alpha City in person?"

The old man shook his head and refused this kindness.

In this case, Augustine, who is even more businessman than a merchant, is not reserved and shy and said, "Then you have quietly understood the structure of the new species of Lich King, shouldn't it be?"

Old Roman's face is one of the thickest old guys Augustine has ever met. "This trip is in a hurry, I'll talk about it next time I meet."

Facing the Roman Grand Duke, Augustine was angrily said, "Next time? Will it take decades?"

The old man did not give Augustine the chance to attack him with a despicable behavior, so he blew up and said softly: "Let's go, little guy. I'm very happy to know you. If you can train Princess Barbara to become a female slave, Old Roman will definitely give you the Yekarin dragon as promised."

Augustine said helplessly: "Who is willing to be enemies of the Titan God of War, who is wearing Odin's armor."

Since Augustine's vision, the Roman Grand Duke laughed happily. I don't know whether it was happy with the praise or the good tobacco on his hand. He snapped his fingers by habitually. In an instant, more than a dozen fists-sized "Satan rebellious sons" appeared on the second floor of the bookstore, which was hanging in the air to form a zodiac sign similar to a constellation. These beautiful but terrifying gadgets are the core of the puppet master. The viscount Lich prince looked fanatic, and only the puppet master who stepped into the high threshold knew

The horror of these gray nests was that the puppet emperor Feng Charlemagne opened a lonely path of a single gray nest. After he died in the pursuit of the Holy See, countless younger puppet masters followed him, advocating the ultimate of a single gray nest, and judging their strength by the amount of puppet pulling lines. However, a freak in the world picked up the earliest puppet Bible and could dominate several or even dozens of gray nests at the same time. This lunatic was the Roman Grand Duke who was abandoned by the Magic Guild and accidentally chose the puppet profession.

The old man stood in the middle of the gray nest and snapped his fingers. The tall and burly female semi-god Heimer half-squatted down, pressed his hand on the floor with one hand, then slowly lifted it up, pulling out a holy white light with an overly dense and surprisingly substantial form.

Pulse point!

Augustine was amazed.

The magic teacher Artemis said that only the demigod can instantly travel through half an epic continent through the pulse point.

Old Rome and his noble maid mysteriously disappeared.

But more than a dozen gray nests that built mysterious magic arrays did not disappear immediately.

Augustine immediately picked up the paper and pen and recorded it. This was the biggest gift given by the old man. The gray nest slowly retreated, and Augustine put the drawings together with Gabriel's silver box. Sitting near the window, he was stunned. In the past few years, he had seen many powerful people with extraordinary abilities, the spiritual leader of the imperial white magic, the Teutonic priest; the night watchman butcher known as the war madman, and the sword saint Wilde; one side appeared in the Battle of Kepler's gallows, and the second-hand coffin knight St. Pierre, the second-hand coffin knight in the Pope Hall, and then played a little joke with Augustine in Jupiter, creating

The "Mother of Black Sheep" who produced countless new black magics. Saint Gerome was almost so noble that historians believed that it could not be surpassed by future generations. But the hunchbacked old man who looked a little ridiculous at first sight because of the lack of two front teeth, the Grand Duke of Rome, who was a hunchbacked man who looked a little ridiculous at first sight, was the only human who personally proved the existence of a pulse point. He walked so fast that Augustine had no time to ask him for more information about his childhood magic teacher. But no matter what, no matter whether they were enemies, friends or neutrals, Augustine thanked them, because it was them that made him dare not look down on this world.

At this moment, in a secluded bookstore near the river in Witch Street, the black tea on the desk was already cold, and the strong smell of tobacco was blown away by the breeze. A young monk lowered his head and stared at a playing card of old age, made of an unparalleled dragon skeleton. When the black dragon Dandong, who was far away from the nest 120 years ago, fell into the White Rose Dynasty territory, the only deck of dragon skeleton played cards that year, appeared in the apostle playing cards. Augustine earned a lot of faith points in the vigil, but most of them were used to read heretic books and find secrets.

In terms of information, even the Teutonic priest expressed confusion. Augustine finally learned that the playing cards given by the magic teacher in her hand were the "Black Emperor" of that year. She drew a goddess with a crown on her head. On the back was a black magic circle in the top ten in the taboo magic collection "Forbidden Zone". The dark sun was inlaid with an exquisite arc moon. However, Augustine did not find this pattern apostle playing cards in historical materials, but its material was indeed a true dragon skeleton, and all this could not be reasonably explained.

Augustine suddenly stood up, put away the playing cards, burned the page of the book with the heart of Nibelon Root to ashes, and then took Viscount and Dimit to leave the bookstore. The boss hiding in the corner never dared to see him off. Now in Marceau County, there is almost no news about the fourth consul of the Sacramentary Department that is related to the beautiful words of gentleness, kindness and friendship. He ruled on the mercy of Mississy Arena and the mercy of plundering the castle of Lauder, the cruelty of killing Viscount Heber, the treacherous of collecting confessions and extorting gold coins, the conceit of demonic demon demonic family at the Birth Villa, and the bloody hands stretched to Champs Elysees. How dare the bookstore owner hope that such a devil would repay the dozen Caesar gold coins?

When he came to the Pope Antique Store where Mrs. Quentin was located, it was as expected as she had first set foot in the antique store. Mrs. Quentin created a small dark room to place her beloved baby. Although it was not as precious and rare as the conch-grade hot spring and Vulcan saliva that Augustine had at first, it was considered first-class quality on Witch Street. After inquiring, it was learned that Mrs. Quentin was a magic craftsman without a certificate. The antique store had a surplus of more than two levels of praise and semi-finished crystal sticks in her boring pastime, which made her feel like she was bored.

Gustin felt a little shocked, but did not reveal it. He just asked for a few bottles of high-quality expensive magic liquid "Athena Flame" to raise the hungry dark gold puppet. When Augustine poured a whole bottle of green "flame" into the Gabriel silver box, the dark yellow puppet immediately trembled, expanded, contracted, and kept circulating. After a few minutes, the whole puppet appeared full golden yellow. Mrs. Quentin, who was originally a little distressed, witnessed the wonderful eating of the dark gold puppet with her own eyes, and she felt better.

Augustine said bluntly: "The ownership of the 'pope' belongs to me, and the management rights belong to Mrs. Fiona outside. You have no right to interfere in the business except for looking at the shop."

Mrs. Quentin looked unhappy.

Augustine smiled and said, "But you can use the materials from Champs Elysees to monopolize the store to create magic props you think are interesting. After selling them, you can get a certain proportion of dividends."

Mrs. Quentin was still weak, and her eyes looked at the room full of sadness.

Augustine didn't bother to comfort a woman and picked a black crystal magic wand of the aria level. The aria level is at the tenth level, lower than the epic level, but higher than the hymn level. His Titan Longan is the core of the magic circle that activates the God's left eye magic circle and cannot leave the cemetery of Shi Ye Ge for a long time. For magicians, not everyone can easily control magic props that are too much beyond their own strength. Certainty is a crucial point in magic. For example, a sword butterfly chrysanthemum magician cannot use an epic or aria level wand. It is not easy and unsafe. No one wants an originally docile magic skill to become an incomparable irritable wild horse. Such meaningless casualties are a shame for magicians, so the imperial official explicitly stipulates the number of props matching for magicians of their respective levels.

Augustine, holding the Aria Black Crystal Staff, walked out of the antique shop and entered a carriage engraved with the new organizational order of the Sacramentary Department, which was first released in the golden balance badge.
Chapter completed!