Margaret didn't dare to move at all.
She could feel the cold touch of the cross sword on her neck, and Margaret had a feeling that if she moved at all, the cross sword would pierce her throat in the next moment.
She even had a feeling that blood was dripping onto the ground.
This was undoubtedly an illusion, but Margaret felt it was extremely real, as if she would really die in the next moment.
Morin walked out of the smoke slowly with a cross sword in his hand.
He has returned to his original appearance.
"Wizard." Maureen looked at Margaret, a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
The young woman in front of him was very beautiful, but she looked extremely disheveled. She was covered in wounds, her clothes were tattered, she walked with a limp, and her breath seemed unstable.
"Hello, wizard. I'm Margaret, from the Holy Principality of Thornflower." Margaret's lips were a little pale, and her voice was a little nervous when she spoke.
"I'm Maureen."
Morin said, frowning, "Are you the wizard who attacked the Tours Parliament Building last night? You didn't die, but you were injured and escaped?" Morin asked. Although he was asking, he used an affirmative tone.
"That's right."
Margaret nodded, a wry smile on her face.
"What have you discovered in this world?"
Morin became interested and asked.
Margaret took a breath, then spoke, "Of course there is."
"When we first arrived in the Mosank world, we were fighting each other because we were competitors. Later, we discovered the Tour people, so the wizards and sorcerers who had arrived earlier gathered together and decided to put aside their prejudices and work together to find out about the Tour people."
"We discovered that some of the minerals, sand, and flowers used by the Tours are not ordinary things. They are actually very precious resources. If we wizards use these things, we will definitely have some amazing creations."
"The Haisi Star Stone is used as a mineral for daily use, and the Snake Breath Flower is actually used as agricultural fertilizer... These Tour people are simply wasting natural resources."
Margaret started coughing violently again. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "Although we haven't found many valuable things, only a few so far, this is already surprising enough. You know, there are still many things we haven't explored carefully."
"So you plan to control the Archon of the Tours, right?"
Maureen said this, his voice sounding quite calm.
After all, this is almost expected.
As for what the Tours did, he had no other opinion.
All materials are very precious in the eyes of wizards and sorcerers, but not in the eyes of the Tours. After all, the two civilizations are on different paths. Perhaps some things in the wizarding world will also become precious resources in the Mosank world.
The plane world is so mysterious.
"That's right." Margaret nodded.
"But those of us who made the exploratory attack are very unfortunate and miserable." Margaret said, with a sad look on her face.
"A tentative attack. What's going on?"
Morin asked, his face darkening.
"We saw that the weapons of the Tours were very unique and could cause considerable casualties, so we planned to send some people to conduct a trial attack. If the situation was normal, we would attack in. If the situation was not right, we would bring back those who attempted the attack."
Margaret spoke, she stretched out her hand and gestured with difficulty, saying: "Those are the long black iron tubes on the people of Tours."
Maureen was not surprised, he knew that Margaret and the others were talking about rifles.
The power of the rifle is not weak and can attract the attention of wizards.
It is normal for Margaret and others to have such concerns.
"I didn't expect that besides those long-barreled black iron weapons, the Tour people have other things." Margaret's bitter smile deepened as she said, "The Tour people have something called 'cannon'. This thing is very powerful and is no weaker than some witchcraft."
"Also, they have a black iron long barrel called a 'machine gun'. This black iron weapon can continuously eject some pointed iron pellets. It has strong penetration and we can't stop it."
"If it was just the cannon and the machine gun that attacked us, we wouldn't be afraid, but the cannon and the machine gun attacked us in quick succession and coordinated with each other. We were caught off guard at the beginning, so we suffered heavy losses."
"The attack from the 'cannon' and 'machine gun' was so fierce, so fast, and so sudden that we didn't have time to react, and that's why we got injured. Some wizards died on the spot, and the wizards and warlocks who were in charge of responding were so frightened that they turned around and ran without paying any attention to us."
Margaret said this and sighed deeply.
Maureen understood why Margaret sighed. After all, they were just a loose alliance of a temporary nature. They were not united in mind and might even be scheming against each other, which was why they failed.
That's all.
Really...
I'm sorry to call you wizard.
As for how machine guns and cannons could kill wizards, Morin understood that the wizards were bearing the malice of the world's will and had no idea of the true power of guns. They were caught off guard under the combined suppression of the powerful firepower formed by machine guns and cannons, and naturally suffered heavy losses.
"The others have stabilized. They have used witchcraft to summon us all, saying that they will attack the Parliament Building again tomorrow." Margaret thought for a moment and said to Morin, "They have already sneaked in and will use witchcraft to clear out the 'machine guns' and 'cannons'. By then, they will be able to control the Archon of the Tours."
"After all, the Tours only have 'guns' and 'cannons'."
Margaret's tone became much more relaxed when she said this.
"Why don't you use witchcraft to cast a spell on the archon, or disguise yourself as another Tours person to make things easier?" Morin was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked.
“We would like to do that, but we just can’t.”
Margaret smiled bitterly upon hearing this and said, "If we want to cast a spell on the Archon of the Tours, we must have a certain medium for casting the spell. However, we cannot contact the Archon of the Tours. We have nothing and cannot cast the spell at all."
"As for disguising ourselves as other Tours, we can't do that either."
"The Tuer people are the natives of the Mosank world and are one with the rest of the world. We are outsiders and have a strong aura of the wizarding world. We are rejected by the Mosank world."
“We are strangers in this world.”
"Even if we can use witchcraft to forcibly disguise ourselves as Tours people, the difference between us and the original Tours people is too great, just like the difference between a low-quality wax figure and a real person."
"If it is possible, why do we use such a stupid method?"
"We are still slowly adapting to the world of Mozango. It will take a long time to make the initial adjustments."
Margaret said, her voice full of helplessness.
Maureen nodded, understanding.
His situation is special.
Not everyone has the gift of witchcraft like him.
The wizards thought that as long as they got rid of the guns and cannons, they would be able to control the Tours' archons and plunder all kinds of resources.
Unfortunately, they were wrong.
Morin thought of the gods in the temple and the faint aura lingering around Amensoso.
Mysterious side.
The mysterious beings among the Tours.
"I'm very interested in your future actions. Can you tell me some of your information?" Lin Fan retracted the cross sword. He looked at Margaret and smiled gently.
Margaret was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, of course."
"If possible, I hope you can join in."
"At least now, no matter if we are wizards or warlocks, no matter which faction we belong to, we are all united together."
Margaret said, telling Maureen some information.
Maureen listened quietly and asked some questions from time to time.
After a while, Margaret moved, jumped out of the window, and turned away.
Maureen stood at the window for a while, his eyes slightly narrowed, thinking about something.
the next day.
"Bininanana, come on, follow me to the Parliament Building!" Amensoso stood up and looked at Morin and the other Tour boys.
Finally, he set his sights on Maureen.
Maureen stood up and followed Amensoso out.
He and two other Tour boys sat in the back seat of the old car.
The car roared, then drove towards the Parliament Building and passed all the way.
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