Time passes slowly.

The location of Xinhuo City and Shenfeng City turned into grasslands.

The Fortress of Deep Returns to the Hand of Zeus.

The Demon Prison City becomes the magic center of the infinite plane.

The Titans in the depths of hell have been dispatched repeatedly and want to go to the Demon Prison City to take revenge. They are all sealed by the Hell Demon God and the descendants of the Hundred-Body Titans.

A large number of magicians returned to Athens, filling the Plato Academy of Athens, fighting against the nobles.

In addition to the priests in the Temple of Wisdom, the priests of each god have successively withdrawn from Athens.

Magic schools have increased one after another, and the Qiming potion has also become a well-known potion for the Greeks.

The blood-colored celebration banquet has become the research target of major gods.

Half a year after the end of the Second Battle of Titans, a news shocked the Infinite Plane.

Su Ye has developed a magic called magic borrowing. Every day, magicians only need to use this spell to obtain ten times of magic power.

This magic does not require any price, and does not require faith in Su Ye. All magicians use it for free, but they must vow not to endanger the source of magic.

From apprentices to legendary masters, the magicians of every man have increased tenfold.

The overall strength of the magician has increased dramatically.

In battle, a magician with ten times the power of magic gradually became the main force of large-scale battles.

Many ethnic groups in the Infinite Plane have begun to accelerate the cultivation of magicians.

Even the temples secretly cultivated magic priests loyal to the temple.

Su Ye's brilliant achievements have opened a new era of magicians.

After the Second Battle of Titans, Su Ye sat on the first floor of the Mage Tower. Every day, he entered on time in the morning and left on time in the afternoon, without eating or drinking, and just sat there.

Whenever a magician asks, Su Ye has only one answer.

He has to spend a whole year thinking about one thing.

What is the essence of magic?

Some magicians think this is a waste of time, but others ask, isn’t the essence of magic worth spending a year thinking about?

A year after the Second Titans Battle.

Mainland of England.

Vikings ravaged the northern part of the British continent like locusts.

The Roman Empire's governor of the British Province, Gaiyo, led an army of 100,000 to raid the Kingdom of Camelo, the most powerful country in Britain, severely damaged the Black Witch God's power, killed King Yuzer, burned the British capital, and then returned to the eastern harbor city of the British continent, the city of glory.

Gaiyo's invasion aroused resistance from the whole of the British continent, and all forces rose up.

Within this year, external magicians have successively entered the British continent and joined various forces in the British continent.

Magicians also died one after another.

Rolling...

On the road leading to Niudukou City, an ordinary black carriage slowly moved forward.

Within the carriage is a huge space of one kilometer.

Su Ye sat in the conference hall in the carriage space and quickly flipped through the magic book.

On both sides of the chamber, hundreds of magicians, warriors and monsters sat quietly.

After reading, Su Ye raised his head and looked at Master Xenophon.

"There is no news about Merlin's body yet?"

The legendary wizard Xenophon sighed and said, "The demigod warrior Gaiyue attacked the capital. At the request of King Yuzeer, Merlin joined the war. After Gaiyue broke the city, King Yuzeer kept his entire body. As for Meilin, some said that he was swallowed up by the giant dragon of the holy land under Guiyue's seat, some said that he was destroyed by the destroyed corpse, and some said that Meilin escaped secretly. It was very chaotic at the time and it was still impossible to confirm."

"What do you think?"

"Merlin has a very high talent, but unfortunately he started his business in the desolate British continent of magic, and has not grown up in recent years. Not long ago, when he contacted Merlin again, I introduced the situation of supernova in detail. Merlin decided to completely put down the British kingdom within a year and go to supernova to study. I was very happy at the time because Merlin's talent is above me, and he even hopes for a demigod... But Gayo is already a demigod, and he has a powerful legendary priest around him. If nothing unexpected happens, Merlin has died in battle."

Su Ye nodded and said, "What about the other 102 magicians whose causes of death are unknown?"

The cold wind blew across the chamber, and the monsters trembled.

"We shouldn't have guessed attributions randomly before we have a definite evidence. This is not the habit of philosophers and magicians. However, based on my motives, most of these magicians should have died at the hands of the Black Witch God and the Wild God."

"Tell me." Su Ye put down the magic book and looked calm.

The person below breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Roman Empire is also a member of the Zeus God system. Unless on a normal battlefield, they do not need to hunt us secretly. After all, no matter how stupid they are, they dare not violate Zeus' official oracle."

"As for the Nordic pirates... they respect magicians, especially Greek magicians, and rarely kill magicians. It is said that Nordic gods like magicians very much. What is certain is that the Nordic wizard organization is very strong. As long as the pirates dare to kill magicians, they will inevitably wipe out a hundred times the pirates. This is why the Nordic pirates rarely kill magicians."

"In addition to the Roman Empire and the Nordic Vikings, there are also sporadic Egypt, Greek and Persian forces in the British continent, but their strength is minimal and there is not even a legend. It is impossible to kill so many holy magicians, not to mention two legends."

"In addition, the biggest forces in the British continent are two, the Black Witch God God System and the Wild God Alliance. Of course, the official title is the Primitive God Alliance."

Su Ye nodded.

Xenophon continued: "The Black Witch God is a relatively mysterious god, the only native of the British continent who was named gods. It is said that it has used the power of the Egyptian divine system. The Primitive God Alliance is composed of demigods and pseudo-gods who are unwilling to submit to the Black Witch God."

"The Primitive God Alliance is very complicated. Some of them welcome magicians very much, even friends with Merlin, while others reject us. Some of the false gods and demigods who are not well-informed have had fierce conflicts with us. As for the Black Witch God, their attitude has always been ambiguous, neither accepting nor opposing him. He should be very clear about the power of our supernova."

After Xenophon finished speaking, Su Ye pondered for a long time and asked, "How about Merlin's disciple, the little guy named Arthur?"

"He has been living in Niudukou City. However, even though Merlin used the Qiming potion on him and promoted him to a magic apprentice, he still liked to be a swordsman and practiced sword skills hard every day. His swordsman talent was amazing. Merlin even suspected in his letter that he had chosen the wrong path for Arthur.

"Arthur has an adoptive father, but in his heart, Merlin is his father. After Merlin died in battle, Arthur practiced swords like crazy. He said that he would become a unique magic swordsman in the British continent in the future."

Su Ye smiled slightly and said, "What do children know? Even if they have the talent of swordsman, I can still become a magician. I am also planning to form a round table magician organization to make this organization the most powerful force in the British continent, and to make every round table magician a legend in later generations."

Xenophon said helplessly: "King Yuzer has asked Merlin to build a huge round table, enough for 150 people to sit together to prepare for the Knights of the Round Table. Unexpectedly, you also know about this."

"Hmm?" Su Ye really didn't know that the Knight of the Round Table was founded by King Arthur's father, and he always thought it was the first to be founded by King Arthur.

Su Ye casually said: "The table is left, and there will be no Knights of the Round Table in the future, only the Round Table Magicians. In addition, have you found ones like Lancelot, Gauven, Galahad, Tristan and others?"

"All of them have been found, but the one named Ector is Arthur's adoptive father, who is already a golden warrior."

Su Ye thought for a while and said, "Young guys don't have to worry about it. Those young guys use more Qiming potions to make them all become magicians. I have a premonition that they are all important figures of the future round table magicians."

"As for the order, Speaker."

Soon, the carriage arrived at Niudukou City.

Su Ye walked off the carriage and was led by the magicians who lived here. He entered the city gate without a wall with some magicians. While moving forward, he observed the place.

There seemed to be a layer of gray mist flowing in the air, soaking the houses and trees, like a huge pigpen.

The passerby's face was dirty, and mud ideas were splashing on the mud-covered road, making a sound.

This old-style town has a population of less than 3,000. It is called a city, but it is actually a small town. It is gradually thriving because it is located at the junction of the Thames and the Chaveer River.

Soon, Su Ye arrived outside a yard, surrounded by a thin wooden fence with waist-high height.

In the yard, a teenager was wearing a brown coarse cloth, swinging his sword hard, and his expression was firm.

Most of the young man's hair, which was as brilliant as gold, was covered by sweat, was swayed like a half-yellow pine needle, and the red clouds in the sky were reflected in his green eyes, and his hands were waving their swords wide and protruding, like small graves.

He is far taller than his peers and is only a little shorter than Su Ye.

Su Ye frowned.

The future King Arthur is not like a magician at all, how can this be done!

Su Ye swept the magicians in the British continent with displeasure, and the magicians were ashamed.

"As a warrior, your sword skills are qualified. But as a magician, your sword skills are too poor."

All the magicians are puzzled and understand every word, but if they are connected, they don’t know what it means.

The young man was still focused on practicing swords, but the more he practiced, the more he became, the more he was full of the words "As a magician, your sword skills were too poor."

He had to stop, wipe his forehead with his dirty left sleeve, and holding the sword, looking at Su Ye with doubt and annoyance.

Su Ye pushed open the fence door and stretched out his hand at the bladeless iron sword on the sub-weapon stand.

Whoosh...

The bladeless iron sword flew into Su Ye's hands.

Arthur's emerald eyes shining.

Su Ye didn't say anything, holding the sword in one hand and swung it at Arthur.

"Don't cry when you are beaten and hurt, you can hold the sword with one hand!" Arthur excitedly held the sword with both hands and attacked Su Ye.

Su Ye picked up Arthur's sword with a sword, and the back of the sword slammed into Arthur's mouth.

"Woo..." Arthur covered his slightly painful mouth and took several steps back, looking at Su Ye in disbelief.

Buzz...

The trembling iron sword pierced the ground, reaching a foot deep.

"You really didn't cry, keep going." Su Ye said with a smile.

Arthur pulled out the iron sword in dissatisfaction and attacked Su Ye.

After one move, Su Ye's iron sword slapped Arthur's shoulder, making him retreat slantedly.

Arthur gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and took action again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After being beaten for more than thirty consecutive times, Arthur fell to the ground panting, tears rolling in his eyes, and his eyes were green.
Chapter completed!