The magic air conditioner that was sending out air-conditioning clicked and suddenly stopped. "I'm really sorry, the vibration generated by the heart of the blood moon resonated with the magic crystal core of the air conditioner that was running, and the crystal core was damaged." Terry Hill
Said apologetically.
"This is called the Heart of the Blood Moon? What is its origin?"
"During the previous blood moons, a meteorite fell from the sky. The high priest of the temple at that time obtained the meteorite and studied it. He melted it in a high temperature and it gradually became transparent and condensed into a small ball. We called it
Heart of the Blood Moon. Every time the temple priests try their best to study the mysteries of the Heart of the Blood Moon and pour magic power into it, but they find nothing. The energy contained in the Heart of the Blood Moon becomes more and more amazing. I plan to rely on it
Come and extract the energy from my body."
Shen Zhimo was still confused: "What is the blood moon period?"
Tyreehill rolled her beautiful eyes, a little helpless, but still said: "Why do you seem to know nothing? I really doubt that you are from this world. The world we live in has three moons.
Strange? What you usually see is called the silver moon, which rises every night and sets in the morning, never changing. There is also a dark moon, which appears once every thirteen years and stays in the sky for seven days. When the dark moon appears,
The entire earth will be plunged into darkness. The blood moon appears once every 144 years and stays for about fifteen days at a time. Every 1872 years, three moons will appear in the sky at the same time. It is said that
It will bring endless bloodshed and killings. Historical records indicate that during the last dark blood meeting, a large-scale war was triggered. However, scholars have verified that several countries involved in the war have long-standing grievances. This is just a coincidence. According to calendar calculations, the next dark blood meeting will lead to a large-scale war.
The blood moon phase will be twenty years from now, so it’s not that far away.”
"Whatever weird gods and gods, it doesn't sound real."
"Ten years ago, my mentor Tyrande made a prophecy using the seeds of the World Tree. She said that this dark moon phase will come earlier than expected. She said that the evil master promoted this process."
Shen Zhimo originally wanted to ask what the World Tree is, but finally stopped talking. He then thought: "The damn elf is indeed a magic stick. You can tell by looking at her master's godly words. What kind of prophecy is there? It's just like us.
Are the tricks played by the village goddess similar?"
Terry Hill said: "Saga, this energy was passed on to me by you, right?"
"I saw that you were in critical condition at that time, so it was nothing to do."
"Why can your energy be transferred between different people, but not your magic power? Countless experiments conducted over thousands of years have shown that when the magic power of different people or monsters is transferred, strong repulsion will occur, leading to the death of the individual
.Note, it does not refer to the effect of those harmful or healing spells on another person, that is not called transferring magic power."
Shen Zhimo simply lay down on the sofa and said lazily: "You ask me such a profound question, how do I know?"
Tyreseer didn't care about his attitude, but still said gently: "Okay, after I extract that energy, please study with me."
"Absolutely. Aren't you the High Priest of Grace of the Moon? Can you do something for me?"
"My identity cannot be disclosed to the outside world."
Shen Zhimo was embarrassed, rubbed his nose and said: "I just wanted to use your name to scare people. Telling that court mage Cai Xi that he wanted to enter the institute was actually just an excuse. The most important thing is to develop a relationship with the Ministry of Magic. Good things will happen in the future.
Doing big things. I don’t care about magic research, but I always have to find a reason to talk to those high officials. If there is a high priest of Moon Goddess Grace who can say a few nice words for me, it will be much easier to talk."
Terry Hill said: "Humans and elves are allies, and the magical civilization in the world originated from the elves. Our mages have always been respected in human countries, and the senior instructors in the Arcane Academy are all elves. But I really can't treat others
Reveal your identity, I can't help you with this."
Shen Zhimo rolled his eyes and smiled: "Don't you have anything to show off?"
"Ah?" Terry Hill didn't know why.
"It's something that can prove that you are the High Priest of the Moon God's Grace. If I take it with me, you won't have to do anything."
If Tyrisil realized something, he said: "I have been away from my hometown for more than 20 years, and I never carry the priest's mark and the light of the gift. If you want to use this as a bargaining chip, I have a way." He picked it up casually.
There was an oak leaf on the window sill. The edge of the palm glowed. He stroked it back and forth until the oak leaf turned from green to slightly transparent, enough to see the veins inside. Then he handed it to Shen Zhimo and said: "Every magic has a unique mark.
, I added information from the elves on this leaf, I believe anyone who is proficient in magic can read it."
Shen Zhimo was speechless: "It is true to say that magic in this world is highly civilized. Just like when we use a sword to cut an enemy, there are experts who can infer the sword technique and the person through the angle and size of the wound. A piece of magic can actually be retained.
This much information should not be underestimated.”
He took the leaf, sniffed the body fragrance of Teresil that remained on it, and thought to himself: "I will definitely use the name of the priest to swindle."
As night fell, a large two-wheel-drive carriage with a lion emblem stopped at the door inlaid with gold roses. Needless to say, the carriage was magnificent and luxurious. The poor drinkers all avoided it and did not dare to come forward to cause trouble.
Because the lion badge has always been the patent of the royal family, who would ask for trouble to offend the royal family? Don't think that the justice is fair. "The Story of Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days" said that a farmer had a lawsuit with a prince and actually won.
Yes, but that’s just a story!
The compartment door opened, and a serious black-robed mage stepped out. Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and they didn't even dare to look at it. You must know that mage is a privileged class in society. It is not illegal for him to hit you, but you can hit him.
You'll have to go to jail.
Everyone is shocked and confused. What is the royal mage doing in the tavern where the mercenaries gather? Is he recruiting assassins?
The black-robed mage was Cai Xi, instructing the grooms and servants to carry down a heavy wooden box. Aubrey was already waiting at the door. With a wave of his hand, he said majestically: "The master ordered us to carry the money up to the second floor. If it's missing,
For a penny, you can’t even hope to go back alive.”
Cathy said with great respect: "Mr. Aubrey, please rest assured. How dare I mess up your affairs? Please let me know and ask you to come with me to the Ministry of Magic to meet with the Director of the Department of Discipline."
Everyone almost bit their tongues: "I have never seen a court mage be so humble to anyone. What kind of master is this? He has such a big background?"
A full five thousand silver dollars were carried up to the second floor, and Simon and others cheered. Zhi Luo Tilin used the excuse of teaching etiquette and clamored to go to the Ministry of Magic together. Shen Zhimo only stared and asked her to shrink back all the words that followed.