Create the Age of Magic

Len city

Old Douglas stood in the center of the city of Lyne. There was no deacon from the church beside him. The chief priest of the city of Lyne went to deal with Douglas's spell. The fire giant went for a while and couldn't come over, but the old Douglas did not escape because he stood in front Holding a person.

A young and beautiful woman, saint of Beifeng God Church! Graty!

Unlike usual, this time she did not wear a veil like other people, but faced old Douglas.

"I finally saw you the magician, or father!" Graty looked into old Douglas's eyes and said angrily.

"Gratty..."

Old Douglas opened and closed his mouth several times, but only said Graty's name.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, and I have been looking for you since the day my mother died." Graty controlled his expression, and returned to his indifferent expression and old Douglas's plain narration.

It's just this plain tone that made Old Douglas more uncomfortable.

"How did she go?" Douglas said in silence for a while.

"She walked peacefully," Graty said calmly.

Old Douglas exhaled a long breath, with an expression of relief on his face.

Seeing the relieved expression on his face, Graty's expression suddenly became bitter:

"I'm lying to you, she was in pain until she died. She was thinking of you until she died, so she has not been forgiven by the gods, and she has been carrying humiliation and pain!"

The expression on old Douglas's face froze, tears streaming down.

"And you coward, never went to her from start to finish!"

Grady kept making up the knife from the sidelines.

"I was wrong, I knew I did it wrong..." Old Douglas kept whispering.

"Do you know why I have been looking for you? I am looking for you to kill you! I am not the father who came to be with you! You will pay the price if you do something wrong!"

Graty looked grim, and seemed to rush over to bite old Douglas.

"I'm sorry for her." Old Douglas choked.

"I'm sorry, it's over? Oh, it's really sad! You never know what your mother has given you and what you got from you! Nothing!"

Graty's left hand was surrounded by cyan wind, and there were some very shiny cyan dots floating in it.

this is

Sword of the North Wind God of Level 5 Divine Art!

Old Douglas slowly closed his eyes without doing any defense, waiting for the inevitable sword.

Just when the sword of the North Wind God was about to hit Old Douglas, a strong wind hit, and a black figure passed by and carried Old Douglas and disappeared into the night!

Only a vague back view was left for Grady.

The black figure hurriedly carried Old Douglas and ran for a while, and threw Old Douglas to the ground and shouted:

"Wang, are you looking for death? You can't run away!"

Moonlight shone on this person's face, and this black figure turned out to be Ilya the Dragon Slayer!

"What if I die like this? After all, I owe her. I lived painfully for more than ten years. Now it is a good home for my daughter to kill me.

Douglas's old face, Gu Jing Wubo, said, yes, he has been suffering, otherwise, how could the famous magician become an old carpenter?

"It doesn't matter if you are dead, what should you do if you spoke more than ten years ago?" Ilya squinted at Douglas and said.

"Horn is a very good boy." Saying Horn, old Douglas smiled.

"But it's not enough! I can help you escape, so you won't be in trouble."

Ilya said with a guarantee.

"No, send me back to Grady, I want him to decide whether I live or die."

Old Douglas was unexpectedly stubborn, he really wanted to die in Grady's hands!

Ilya frowned. Where did the old man's ambitions go?

"Actually, I've been uncomfortable all these years! Even Horne didn't teach me carefully. If I am willing to use my heart, he may still be inferior to you, but he is better than my daughter. ."

With a look of nostalgia on old Douglas's face, he began to talk to Ilya. He was about to face death. He had a lot to say, but he couldn't talk to Horn or his daughter...

"Do you know? When was my happiest time in these years? It was when Graty first came to this city!

So, you send me back, I believe Horn can do better than me for what you are looking forward to!

By the way, you give this to Horn and tell him this allows him to use it without restriction!

Then send me back! "

Old Douglas said for a while and then passed the long stick in his hand to Ilya, and then smiled and asked to return to Graty's side.

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Grady stood at the intersection with a pale face. She hadn't seen the black figure just now. She didn't know where the old Douglas was taken, and she just lost her long-time goal.

But I don't know why, when old Douglas was taken away, her heart seemed to relax.

With the sound of the lingering wind, an upright cyan figure fell in front of Graty with a puff, he gasped slightly,

He is the Marcus who just blinded Horn!

Guardian Knight of Graty!

"His Royal Highness, are you okay, the flame giant just now..." Marcus talked to Graty very babbledly, and his mouth was as broken as the mother of the son who told him to go to school.

Graty ignored Marcus's nagging voluntarily and took a deep breath. Maybe it would be a good thing that he was taken away by the black figure...

"It's okay, let's go back."

"Yes!" Marcus said in response. For him, the safety of the saint is the first and her will is the second. As for the other things, they are all behind!

As soon as the two turned around, a voice came from behind. UU reading www. uukanshu.cOM

"You two, don't leave in a hurry, I have brought people back again."

Ilya, who looked helpless, brought old Douglas back to the two of them.

Grady frowned: "What does this mean."

"Originally, I was thinking about grabbing someone from your hands and earning some bounty flowers, but this old man said he wanted to die in your hands, so I sent him back!"

Ilya reluctantly said the lines that he had discussed with Old Douglas, but this was the last wish of Old Douglas, and he couldn't help it.

"His Royal Highness, what this man said is unbelievable!" Marcus looked at Ilya's look very unpleasant, and felt that this guy did not look like a good person.

"Believe it or not, I'll say it, in short, I will leave it to you what he will do!" Ilya shrugged.

Glady's palm is azure again, and the sword of the north wind **** is launched!

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