Act 329 Basilisk (Part 2)

"Fortunately, the basilisks were just frightened. I comforted them and they were fine." Funya replied. Nowadays, she has already become better than the blue, standing out from the ordinary druids. As if to fulfill the prophecy about the daughter of the forest, Funya has a special talent in communicating with animals and listening to the voice of the forest. ——Druids are often best able to communicate with beasts, but she can understand the language of monsters and plants. Now she is the leading druid in the Deadwood Council. Her status is only lower than that of several great druids. The great elder also intended to pass on her. However, after hearing that the Warcraft lair in Valhalla was in trouble, she volunteered. Came here.

Now Funya is not only the instructor of all the monster breeders in the basilisk breeding area, but also responsible for the guidance of agricultural production in Valhalla. Almost all the druids in the fir collar obey her command. His status in Count Tonigel's system can be said to be second only to Antitina and a few others.

"Thank you, Funia." Antitina replied sincerely.

"This is what I should do, sister Antitina." The girl looked very modest.

Speaking of this, Funya stopped and glanced in the direction of Levin Onnesson. Antitina noticed her expression, realized something, and lowered her voice: "What's wrong, Funia?"

"Sister Antitina, the workers entering the incubation room by mistake are just an inducement for the basilisk to go crazy."

"Is it still the same thing?"

Funya nodded.

Antitina frowned. That secret plan was one of Valhalla's top secrets. It originated from the continuous evolution of Valhalla and a report from the light spirit Monica. The report mentioned the gradual recovery process of Valhalla. In the ancient times, this fortress was part of the World Tree. It was not a dead thing originally. Now its recovery process is rather an orderly growth process.

She thought about the possibility that Guang Ling mentioned. Although she was not sure whether the other party was exaggerating, if it succeeded, it would indeed be an earth-shaking change for Valhalla.

But that was later. The energy currently spreading on the ground in the central area continues to cause the basilisks to become agitated. If this continues, sooner or later outsiders will notice the clues.

Naturally, this plan cannot be known to outsiders. Antitina glanced at Levin and others not far away, thinking that what the eldest son of the king was 'seeing' now should be all the 'open secrets' of Valhalla. .

She patted Fonya on the shoulder. He motioned to the latter to follow him.

"Does that mean Valhalla can fly?"

At the central magic pool in Valhalla, Antitina and Funya met Monica here. This lady of light had not left this place for a month.

The light vortex, the lair of the light spirits, was also placed in this place. At this time, Valhalla already had three complete magic pools, and a steady stream of magic power was transported into the light vortex. Every few minutes, a light spirit is born from it.

While monitoring the operation of the vortex of light, Monica answered the staff member's question: "It is temporarily impossible to fly. Think about it before you have one, two, three... twelve magic pools to transport magic power. Don’t even think about it, although in the past, none of the fortresses of the gods were floating in the air, but now for us, it is very good to be able to walk."

"How long will it take?" Antitina asked with a frown: "The lower city is close to the root system of Valhalla. The huge energy generalized from the root system will sooner or later cause other people to notice it, and the people in several nests The monsters are also beginning to feel uneasy."

"I can ask Valhalla to set up an isolation layer." Monica thought for a while. replied.

"Forget it, we don't have that much magic power to waste, is there any other way?"

Antitina knew that every evolution of Valhalla required a large amount of magic power, which was originally supported by the magic power mined from the black forest.

But with the growth of Valhalla, the raw magic ore that originally had a surplus for export has now begun to be imported.

Fortunately, there is an alliance with the Queen of Cold Dew on the Shining Sea. Her Shining Scale Nagas guard this route all year round, so that Tonigel's ocean trade will not be interrupted due to the chaos in the north.

"To accelerate the evolution of Valhalla, in addition to increasing the source of magic power, we can also improve the transmission efficiency of magic power. This is also a disguised increase in the input of magic power." Monica thought for a moment and said, "You are not studying that magic power. Transmission device. Well, let me let Valhalla open a new hall, just below the Moon Pool. We build a magic transmission hall there, so that the magic power of the Moon Pool can pass through before entering the veins of the World Tree. The transformation of those devices of yours.”

Transforming magic power can indeed improve the efficiency of magic power utilization, which is also the principle of the Hazel magic device. The magic power purified by wizards is purified through construction, so that mortals can also use magic.

In fact, the more powerful a wizard is, the more efficient he is at purifying magic. The external manifestation is that he can master more powerful magic. The same is true for more advanced magic tools. The new generation of magic tools developed by Antitina Although the instrument is not as good as the most cutting-edge craftsmanship represented by the Hazel people in this era, under Brando's suggestion (plug-in), it has far surpassed the Eruin she created in history. The first generation magic transmission device.

But the staff lady is a little unsure about this. Although her talent in magic device design may far exceed her internal affairs ability, the greater the expectations, the more she worries about gains and losses: "The thing I designed has not been carried out yet. Through practical experiments..."

"It doesn't matter," Monica replied carelessly: "Practical application is the best experiment. This is what we Light Spirits have always done."

"Let me ask, do you light spirits often get into accidents?"

"Well," Monica thought for a moment: "Occasionally, a few people die."

There was a look of deep suspicion on the face of the staff lady. She doubted the ability of these light spirits to count. How many times did they mean "occasionally"? How many people really died?

…

Nimasis carefully turned a fourteen-leaf vitex tree and the pottery pot in which it was planted, folded her hands, and squinted her eyes to appreciate the way the sunlight shone on its spikes through the glass window.

The bright sunshine made the inkstand on the desk shine and cast a shadow under the feathers of the quill. On the map bound with thread beside it, the hands on the copper-plated pocket watch dial had just passed three o'clock. scale.

Every piece of furniture on the desk is not neat and orderly - completely opposite to the staff lady who is meticulous in everything - as if the arrangement has been carefully designed and arranged in an orderly manner, reflecting the hostess's unusual interests.

A paw carefully opened the door. A chubby head stuck out of the door first. The two eyes on the head blinked and stared at the hostess in the room with some fear.

"Come in," the female knight seemed to sense someone opening the door. He turned around and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not here to talk to you about the magic crystal theft case a few days ago."

"That's not what I did!" Star hurriedly swung his paws and screamed: "I have never been to the Stars Warehouse!"

"Oh, it turns out there is a Starry Warehouse. It seems I have to have someone check it out."

There was a look of extreme panic in the little fat dragon's eyes, and he almost ran away in fright: "No way, I definitely didn't do it in other places! I swear, I have only been to Fanxing Warehouse, there is a nasty thief trying to frame me!"

"You just denied that."

"Miss Nimesis, that is..."

Then it saw the dangerous smile on the female knight's face.

"Call me Sir." Nimesis snorted angrily.

"Lord Knight."

Star showed a dejected look, but it did not dare to disobey this terrible female devil, so it could only squeeze into the room with its chubby body - Nimesis frowned and looked at the creaking animal. Doorframe, I once suspected it would be retired.

"Why don't you change into human form, Star?"

"It's been like this since Lord Dragon God's betrayal," Star replied dejectedly: "The power of the Dragon Clan is declining day by day. Oh my god, this is such a bad era."

"But why isn't Ms. Mysriel like this?" Nimesis thought of Mysriel who sent it back from Dragon Island. It was Ms. Silver Dragon who conveyed the information about the disaster in the north to Valhalla. information.

"She is an adult dragon, Lady Nimesis, I am just a poor little guy."

"In terms of horizontal area alone, you are not small at all," Nimesis teased angrily.

There was a look of embarrassment on Shita's face, but he wanted to show off his teeth and claws, but he didn't have the guts. Since this month. Ever since the staff lady handed it over to the management of this terrible female knight, it found that its good days were coming to an end.

The latter's endless tricks almost cost it half of its life. How did it know that there was a gap in knowledge between itself and this 'mortal' lady, who once managed a huge guild. And it is just a young dragon that has been hiding in the glacier for hundreds of years.

"Star," Nymesis knocked on the desk, "Have you considered the mission of accompanying Prince Haruze on his mission to Lantonilan?"

"Oh, well... I'll think about it again..."

The female knight looked on coldly at the guy who was too lazy to move. He said, "Then we can only talk about the theft case at Fanxing Warehouse."

"No..." the little fat dragon screamed: "You agreed not to say this, Lady Nimesis."

"Yes, I originally wanted to talk about Prince Haruze, but you chose to refuse this topic, didn't you?"

Star almost grabbed the ground with his head when he heard this. He wailed in pain: "This is despicable coercion."

"That's pretty much it."

"I..." The little chubby dragon stood up straight. It almost resisted the tyranny, but the moment it came into contact with Nimesis's smiling gaze, the young dragon turned back into a little sheep: "Okay, I, I agree."

"That's good," Nymesis replied with a smile, "In this way, by the time Miss Hipamila comes back, I might have forgotten a lot of things."

Star couldn't help but wailed again when he heard this.

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