After a few days and nights, I finally woke up, and when the memories came flooding up, they suffocated me more than the sunken dreams.

Mu En sat up from the soft ground by the lake and coughed loudly, it was really a miracle that he didn't drown. Then he tried to get up, but he was too weak and fell again, and when he sat down, he lost his mind, and suddenly he began to cry with his head in his arms, but he did not make a sound.

After feeling the strength return to his body, Mu En stood up, and the back of the lost soul was floating in the forest.

On his body, the tracer stone has been lost somewhere, and no one in such a vast forest must be able to find out, and at this time, Mu En suddenly discovered a very embarrassing characteristic of the Fleeting Secret Realm, because of its strange concealment and control immunity, it will make this kind of thunder difficult to detect, and Mu En's own ability is not enough to release that kind of thunder that is visible from the head.

The source stone's bracelet was also fed to the fish, and the only thing left on the body except for the clothes was the storage magic guide, but the contents seemed worthless now.

Together with the trip became worthless.

When Mu En finally sorted out his emotions a little before he began to observe the surrounding environment, there was a large lake in front of him, if he didn't count everything that had happened, this place could indeed be regarded as a fairyland.

Thin silver hair poured down from the large and small holes of the high cliff, the sunlight precipitated colorful rainbow light through the mist, and from time to time birds shaped like white cranes chirped and flew in the sky, everything was beautiful.

If you want to get back to the mine, you have to cross the lake for more than five miles, and you also have to climb the towering cliffs, obviously Mu En does not have the experience and energy to climb with bare hands, and naturally does not have the ability to do so, so it is obviously better to walk from another place.

Because of the mines that have collapsed here from time to time, the road surface is very complicated, and there are many strange rocks standing abruptly.

Instead of leaving immediately, Muen spent nearly five days walking around the lake, looking for possible traces, and eventually found a Chloe shoe on the shore of a lake.

There was no blood around, and it seemed that the shoe had been lost and had wandered here. Mu En looked around blankly, but it was doomed to be in vain, his body was greatly damaged, and the defenseless fall from a high place left his limbs and torso with slight bone cracks, and a slight concussion in the brain, which made him often have headaches.

The food can only be made with traps to make a few small prey, and the rest of the time can only blindly look up at the sky, using all the magic to restore their bodies.

The hair lost its lustrous color due to mud and unwashed for a long time, became knotted and even had lice, and it was not until half a month later that Mu En, who was struggling to survive, returned to a better state.

This situation is actually difficult for him to survive, because of his physical condition, Mu En sleeps more and wakes up less every day, and is mentally confused, and in the following days, he made many wrong decisions in a row, the most wrong of which is to decide to find a way out by himself instead of staying where he is and waiting for rescue.

After all, even if he lost Zishi, the sage's gaze would always fall on him.

Just the eyes cast from the Tower of Eternity can't clearly see his specific situation, only the approximate location of it, the time of wild hunting is a month, and most of it has passed unconsciously.

By the time Mu En was able to walk unhindered, there was only less than a week left, so it was no wonder that he chose to leave on his own, if help came, it should have come a long time ago.

The news of Muen's disappearance was sent to the tower by letter, and although it was not opened, it was leaked, and Tavasis was unable to suppress the matter, and the news reached the temple, and the wave of impeachment that had just calmed down was once again set off.

The mage who was in charge of the Tavasis paperwork died one day, and the official explanation was later that he had committed suicide by spreading rumors, and that he and his family had been driven out of the imperial capital and sent to the frontier as military prostitutes.

Tavasis still sat at the large desk every day to manage the mage's affairs, but every time he looked up and saw the person in front of him change his unfamiliar face, he often had some breath. He understood that this was a warning from the royal family, and although there were not many people in the world who could kill him, it was clear that His Majesty's dissatisfaction with the two saints had been deepening recently, and the estrangement between the monarch and the minister had been widened by something called suspicion.

I don't blame Annu, after all, he is one of the few people who knows what happened fifty years ago.

If Mu En dies outside, it is estimated that he, the tower master, will really do it.

It's not that he's greedy for power, it's just that the deposed tower master in history has no one else except the dark sage, so it seems that he is probably trying to create the beginning of shame.

"Call them to go, no matter what the cost, I want to see the little angels intact. The Grandmaster behind him leaned over and left, carrying a huge amount of power.

The Pope in the Black Sea was superstitious, saying that there were signs of the Deep Sea Clan in the Goblin Forest, and it was likely that the little angel Muen had been captured, which made the upper echelons of the empire very angry.

The letter concludes with the fact that the emperor was annoyed for a long time because of his act of help.

"Hey, rat-eyed thing. Di Yaxun disdainfully recited a rune, burning the letter of the best material to ashes, as for Mu En's affairs, he could do everything he could.

"Old madman, I know what you want to do, but such a country cannot tolerate an idealist like you. The Pope stood up and looked through the window at the Black Sea, where the night was rushing, "And what if it is, what can it be? Can it really resist a force that we have never seen before?"

Mu En opened his eyes again, and the sun was still bright and warm.

It's just that he suddenly couldn't stop his anger when he looked at this gentle sun, which didn't feel the pain of others at all, but just hung high in the sky day after day like a stupid person.

But people can't blame the gods, because they can't do it, and naturally they can't blame the sun.

Muen walked into the lake, took a bath, made a simple breakfast with leeches and a few small fish, and set out on the way back to the academy.

It's strange that it stands to reason that such a swampy forest that grows by the water is the most favored by the Deep Sea Clan, but in fact, there is not even a single Deep Sea Clan here, and there is not even a trace of their existence.

"Is this something they are afraid of?" Mu En was curious about this, but he didn't want to let this curiosity run wild, so he didn't linger, but followed the map in his mind and planned to follow the preset route out of the dense forest.

"I'll live, Karna. During this time, whenever Mu En felt that he could no longer support it, he would say this to himself.

I have to live, even for the sake of those who have died because of me.

This sentence became the only maxim that Mu En believed in during his long life.

"Why is it that our set-up is always messed up with weirdness, is it their luck or something else?" the Hanging Thrones looked up at the moon in the water, mused.

That's it, there is no adventure, no help, just like the predicament of life, blindly putting people's hearts on the fire and roasting them without giving you any compensatory reward.

Perhaps the reward itself is what part of life forces you to grow.

"The King of the Goblins. An indifferent voice sounded without the slightest disrespect, and behind him were the stinking corpses of countless goblins, and the obstacles of the underground palace were pierced by him as if nothing had been there.

"He's not with me. The bloated goblin king sat on his throne, and although his description was ugly, his tone and demeanor still revealed a trace of the nobility of their primitive ancestors.

"I need your help. "The expression of the 'door-to-door' grandmaster is still unremarkable.

"Hmph, then you really gave a big gift to the door. The Goblin King looked at the corpses all over the ground, angry that the magic circle carved by the Elf King could only stifle the existence with a pure corrupting aura.

"When it's done, I'll give you the reward you expect on behalf of the Tower. ”

"The person who can let the 'Alchemy Master' Pan personally come to the door and ask for it, I know who it is, and you can't afford the reward I want. The goblin king stood up with the support of his scepter, looked into Pan's eyes without flinching, and said, "The goblins in my kingdom will not interfere with your search and rescue, and I will not provide any help other than that, and the price of such undefense is that you will give me a million crystal discs." ”

Pan sneered, the alchemy flame bloomed in his hand, and sneered: "Why don't I kill you all, and then the empire will take full power to occupy this place." so that you may be greedy for the price. ”

"And what do you want?" the goblin king sat down on the throne, grabbed a goblin and ate it, the bones rattling in his mouth.

"Ten thousand crystal discs. ”

"Hahaha," the goblin king seemed to hear some of the funniest jokes, "is he just so much money? 100,000, it can't be lower, don't really think that our circle can't be forcibly driven and kill you." ”

"Deal. Pan casually threw out a magic channel, "There's a deposit in it, now let your people stand aside, or turn into corpses." ”

The arrival of the Grandmaster is secret, but it also reflects a kind of attention to the matter, presumably those who have a heart must have discovered the traces of Pan, he must not act rashly, he stands here to balance the most powerful beings that may be.

It may be difficult for many people to imagine that a certain future saint is very important to the future of a country or a nation.

Especially in this land full of wars, if all the saints fall in a certain emergency, then that race may perish.

This is also why, after the great tribulation many years ago, many incomparably outstanding and dazzling geniuses had to forcibly become Holy Magisters even in the way of overdrawing their lives.

But in the end, only two of them were achieved, what about the others?

They're all dead......

"Every great race does not depend on whether its temples or traditions are reluctant, but whether there are valiant men willing to sacrifice everything to protect the weak before the danger of extinction. The king said.

"So even if they are decayed goblins, I would like to call them a great nation...... Anschel, you and humanity are very fortunate that although you may have more selfish people, you have been well protected by the most heroic people in your species. ”

"What about the elves?" Ansher raised his eyebrows, he felt that the elven king must have sensed something to make such a sudden sigh.

"We will eventually become extinct, so that more life can survive extinction. ”

"Then you are greater. ”

"But all great nations are destined to be buried in the dust of history. I sincerely hope that you can live a better life and make this world more prosperous, and you don't need to be monotonous like elves. It's really not interesting to have a world where everyone is the same. ”

"I don't believe that the elves will go extinct, at least you are still in front of my eyes, and if one day there is indeed an extinction like the one you said, I believe that countless people will come forward, and each of us can be very brave. ”

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared in Helpe's eyes, and he looked into the distance, and Brahma sang the ode of the time, and the great king's eyes twinkled with stars, and he also longed for a greater world.

He also wanted to witness that great birth with his own eyes.

It has nothing to do with ethnicity, blood, or talent, but only because of virtue and greatness in the world.

Grandmaster Pan has fought many battles, killing countless dark elves who are waiting for an opportunity, and if he continues to wear and tear like this, I don't know if he will be able to survive until the end of this matter.

There are not many grandmasters among the dark elves, but most of them are suppressed by the Death Legion.

A week later, it was the last day of wild hunting.

The three Dark Elf Grandmasters came together, and they looked at Pan as if they were looking at a corpse.

Grandmaster Pan is actually not known for fighting, although his fighting ability can also be ranked among the academic grandmasters, and he is not as good as those who are famous for fighting. And the alloys and magic guides he created have always been the best on the road.

"Looks like I'm going to be here today. Seeing the figures of the three grandmasters, he smiled bitterly, in fact, he didn't quite understand why Tavasis had sent him, but since he had been summoned, he had to respond.

Just when the great war was about to break out, a breath that belonged to the sun but was completely different from the true meaning of the hot sun descended on his body, he raised his head suspiciously, and saw the wings that concealed the sky and the sun, and two rounds of suns appeared in the sky.

"He's hurt a bit, so I'm here to trade him for a favor. Raising his hand, the breath of eternity rising in the air.

The sun above the head of the god is the embodiment of his power, when the sun above his head is not extinguished, he can always fight with the most powerful posture, and the collision that cannot kill him in seconds, and the spell that is released will not consume his life and magic power, so it is called - eternity.

It means that he is like the sun in the sky, burning forever.

The three dark elves tried to return to the forest, but the flames of the prairie blocked their path, and when a quarter of the sun overhead was covered in darkness, they left behind two charred corpses, and only one escaped with serious injuries.

In fact, normally speaking, when there is no artifact like the Soul Death, even if the saint can't escape when he is besieged by the three grandmasters, he may not be able to survive, but the power of the orc god pillar is too unreasonable, and there are few people in the foreign race whose power can be comparable, except for the dwarf king, Diaxun and Help in the world today, no saint can guarantee that the power collision with the orc pillar god will not fall behind.

It is possible for the Burning Sun Sage, but his time to enter the realm is too short, and he is not yet proficient in controlling it.

La nodded at Pan, as if to say that the next time we meet, we have to think about how to die.

Then the figure suddenly disappeared, and the heat in the air disappeared along with it.

"How did such a fierce man fall fifty years ago?" Pan looked in the direction Ra had left, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and his mind was full of this question.

Mu En was about to walk to the territory of Goblin King City when he was found and taken away by the search and rescue Hawkeye sentry. Pan was the first to know the news, but instead of leaving, he continued to pretend in the jungle with the sergeant and the tower's mage for a few days, and waited until Muen crossed a province before evacuating.

On the way back, Mu En insisted on reporting back to the academy, but the escort had no choice but to send him back to Kungunir Academy.

In the incredulous eyes of everyone, Mu En walked into the classroom and said hello to Teacher Jun and left, and went to the logistics department, Teacher Ansu was still outside to search and rescue and did not return, he sighed, exchanged the magic guide to the academy, and looked at the same memories that were taken out, Mu En's eyes suddenly red again.

"Team Karna, reinstated. He bowed deeply to the logistics teacher, then picked up his bags and left the academy, returning to his native province of Aldan.

Monroe walked out of the door, but the courtyard was already empty, he seemed to be happy, but he was a little sad, only to realize that he didn't hate them so much, but he couldn't wipe the face of the noble lord.

Thinking that Muen had hurt Mordred in anger for Dan, and that Karna was ......

"I want to have friends like that, too. ”

Monroe was behind a certain doorpost, looking at Muen's dejected figure, silent but full of thoughts.

"How is he?" asked Anu, sitting behind the curtain.

"He's fine, just maybe he's been hit a bit, but he promised me that he would go to the new pagoda as scheduled, and I think he might just need some time to recover. ”

"Will the tower master let him out in the future?" seemed to carry these sarcasms in the tone of this sentence.

But to his surprise, Tabasis didn't seem to hear it, "Of course, every time he survives death makes him stronger, and I believe that he will become a sage who surpasses all people." ”

Luo Tent was silent, and it was a long time before an internal official politely invited the tower master to return to the house.

"Young Master Muen, your letter. ”

Muen opened the envelope, and it was in Tabassis' handwriting.

"All of us can die for you, including me, as I knew from the first time I saw you. So what you have to do now is just to do everything you can to survive, no matter how sad and unbearable it is. Living for beliefs and ideals is not a coward, but a real warrior, for the future, because of you, let the world sacrifice many people, so that all the people who sacrifice for you are worthwhile. ”

"So, I will live up to everyone's expectations. Mu En stood up, his fist already blurred with flesh and blood, and the wall around him was stained with red.

It was a product of his daily anger at his own incompetence.

But he won't stop and never will.

It's like he won't forget his name.