Roland wasn't too surprised.

Vincent's post said that Andonara only killed one legend and the other escaped.

Several magic towers have special magic transmission methods. Although they are very expensive and are not easily activated, after the escaped legend returns, he uses magic transmission methods to contact Moldon, which shows that the situation is still fine.

Roland couldn't pretend to be his expression, and he smiled: "Mr. Moldon, what happened between us?"

"You're still pretending?" Moreton's face became more gloomy, and his eyes became murderous, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

Marilyn was so scared that she hid behind Roland.

She is just a little scout, and she can't stand the aura of the legendary boss.

Roland looked puzzled: "But... a few days ago, did you say to our great elder, "Has nothing happened between you and me?"

Morton was stunned and his momentum was greatly extinguished.

Indeed, just three or four days ago, he pretended to be stupid in front of Elford, and refused to admit what he had done.

Now that the feng shui turns, it is Roland's turn to start pretending to be stupid and stunned.

He laughed angrily twice, then looked at Roland and roared in a low voice: "Very good, very good, you dare to design me."

Now Moulton has understood that he has been completely cheated.

He thought he was staying here, watching Roland.

But essentially, Roland is here watching him.

The relationship between the two sides was completely reconciled.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The magic around him was gathering, and he had to take action.

Even if you can't kill Roland, it's good to kill the kitten next to you.

But at this time, there was a fluctuation in space, and Alford led the four elders to teleport directly over.

Although they are not specializing in space systems, they still know the legends of teleportation and teleportation.

The five people surrounded Morton in an instant.

Moldon looked at the five legends surrounding him, and he said coldly: "Alford, what do you mean? Do you really want to leave me here for a Roland and a master-level apprentice? Are you afraid that other magic towers will have any objections to you?"

"Well, what are you talking about?" Alford's expression was quite happy. He said with a smile: "When did I say such things? Haven't we always had a good relationship? Nothing happened to everyone. Isn't this what you said a few days ago?"

One of the most disgusting things about people is that their own methods are used by others to return to themselves.

Now Moreton felt disgusted, but he had to suppress the disgust and pretend to be calm and asked, "What do you mean? Do you want to put me under house arrest?"

"No, I just want to discuss some things with you." Elford stretched out his hand proudly and said, "Please follow us, something very important?"

At this time, Moulton didn't know that a large number of gold sons had gathered outside the city of Tbel.

He thought Barnard died alone under Roland's conspiracy ambush.

But even so, the loss of a legendary death is enough to have enough space magic towers, and enough to have Malton feel distressed for a long time.

Because he didn't know, he chose to go to the Red Magic Tower to deal with it for a short time to see if there was any turning point.

Roland has what he wants.

A brand new plane is not a plane with strong people like the Demon Realm of Gods, but a livable place full of sunshine, woods, and water. Although it is a plane without demons or low demons, this does not endure the space magic tower.

At worst, they could build a space channel and extract part of the magic power of the main plane into that world.

Moreover, the son of Gold has the secret of immortality, and this secret must be in their plane. In any case, as a legend and a faithless person who may die in thirty or forty years, he is very afraid that he will be pulled by the God of the Underworld to hang a blowing wind on the wall of the faithless person after death.

To avoid this situation, immortality is the best way to do it.

There is really no way to transform into an undead lich.

Moldon followed Elford and the other four people away. Before leaving, he stared at Roland fiercely for a while.

It's like a tiger about to eat people.

Roland raised his head slightly, his eyes narrowed, and looked at him with a provocative attitude.

In the end, Malton moved his sight away first.

Roland watched the other party leave, and when the queen could not see him, he took the catwoman back to the manor, told her not to come out at will, and then teleported to Delbon City.

Moulton suddenly turned around in the distance and looked at the direction where Roland Manor was.

As the strongest person in the main plane space system, he could of course feel the fluctuations when Roland teleported away.

Where is Roland going here?

His eyes seemed erratic.

Elford walked in front and suddenly turned around and said, "Moulton, you are so old that you are stupid. There is no reason to do things."

"What do you mean?" Moreton looked at the other person coldly.

He is very annoyed now, and even hates Alford.

If he hadn't been obstructing and Roland could not stay in the Red Magic Tower at all, he could easily capture Roland back. At that time, he would do whatever he wanted.

"What does Roland, the son of gold, represent? Do you think we don't know?" Elford looked at the other party with a smile: "The new plane, the temptation of immortality, do you think we can't see it?"

Morton's face changed drastically: "Then why do you still obstruct me?"

"We have investigated the Son of Gold in all aspects, and in addition to Roland, we have invited another Son of Gold to study in our Magic Tower." Elford said lightly: "After our evaluation for a period of time, the Son of Gold is generally a kind of arrogance."

"Haha, everyone will be arrogant if they are immortal. The elves have just lived for a longer time and become arrogant."

Elford shook his head: "So, it's not too much to say that your intelligence departments in the Colorless Magic Tower have all pulled them into magma pools and soaked them into pieces. They even took action without investigating anything. You're even more like a fool."

"I can't pretend that you didn't hear it." Moreton looked at the other party coldly.

Everyone is a great elder of a magic tower and has a similar status.

Now the other party scolds himself for being stupid.

It's like an elder scolding a child, can you bear it?

If Alford doesn't give a suitable reason, he will just hit it out now.

Although a large cleavage technique cannot kill people, it can at least limit the strength of several legends around it.

He can leave calmly.

"Our Red Magic Tower has comprehensively investigated the Sons of Gold, from their group personality to their habits, worldview, and even roughly hobbies." Elford laughed and said, "Then we came to the conclusion that although the Sons of Gold is a magic-free plane, all of them are scholars."

Morton's eyes widened in surprise.

"Their group has had at least twelve years of systematic education," Alford sighed. "It is said that the more powerful ones have more than twenty years of systematic education."

Morton yelled: "This is impossible! You are also a noble family. Don't you know how many resources you need to train a scholar? It's not much worse than our magicians."

"I know." Elford said in a loss: "But it is true. All of them are literate and understand their own words. And they have only been in this world for a year or two, and many of them have mastered Holevin's language and written very smoothly, even better than most nobles."

Morton clasped his hands tightly: "This is impossible, how can one world be a scholar."

"It cannot be said that they are all scholars. After they have finished their studies, they will divide their labor. Some become businessmen, and some become architects. But everyone has a foundation for scholars. This is true. Our intelligence department worked hard to inquire and got the news that every child they are about six years old will be forced to study by state institutions. If their parents do not study, their parents will be held accountable."

"Can the poor be forced to study? Is there any money?"

"Yes!" Alford nodded: "Because most of the resources they spend on studying are provided by the state for them. As long as the individual family is paid a small part, even the poor can afford it, and they can even go to study without interest."

Morton was silent.

Elford continued: "You can't believe me, but this is indeed the news that our Red Magic Tower has found out."

"I don't believe it."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. The magicians of the Son of Gold learn magic, and they can beat our students for three days a day, and they can even learn from it. You can also recruit a few Sons of Gold to be students in the Space Magic Tower, and it's clear." Elford thought for a while and continued, "By the Son of Gold has set up their own city in the Wetlands of Holevin. If you want to know anything about them, you can go there and take a look. I'll pass on the coordinates to you with spiritual information."

Morton took over this coordinate and checked it first, and found that the coordinate was indeed on the land of the main plane, not something like an anoplane, and then said: "I'll go over and take a look now, I hope you didn't lie to me."

"Swear by magical truth, it is indeed a city built by the Son of Gold." Alford said seriously.

The magician's spiritual vow does not need to be proved through divine verification. Just put out the mental power and you will understand it at a glance.

If it is a lie, the mental power will change.

"I'll go over and take a look now."

After completely analyzing the new magic coordinates, Malton teleported away with a swish.

Only some magic spots remained in the air.

Then Alford, and several other elders, smiled proudly.

As I quickly passed through a black secret passage, my eyes suddenly became bright.

The long-distance teleportation scene Moldon was almost vomiting.

He was floating in the air at this time, and now he was a huge square city.

Although many places have not been built, the traffic roads have been quite perfectly made.

There are sixteen main roads, eight horizontal and eight vertical, each road is extremely spacious.

Next to the main road, there are many small streets, well-connected.

Then outside the city, there were many wooden bird-like things taking off.

He slowly fell down, and before he could land, he suddenly saw many golden sons below suddenly raised their heads.

At this time, he was only more than ten meters above the ground.

Seeing these golden sons' expressions were first shocked, followed by ecstasy.

They pulled weapons from their space backpacks almost at the same time.

"Damn, the Wetland City has made a boss again, the boss with a dark red name."

"Don't stand there. Whoever has a dimensional anchor will throw it over first. Don't let him teleport away like the last time the black angel will be last time. I will ask me for reimbursement later. I am Moguli, the logistics director of the Cat Little Fat Guild."

Then in an instant, more than a dozen dimensional anchor scrolls were thrown out, blocking Morton from front to back and back.
Chapter completed!