"It's not time to be in a daze!"

Princess Lena repeated the words in her mind, forcing herself to take her attention away from the wall that radiated magical fluctuations.

"Let's go, take me to the underground shelter, even if I can find one more survivor!" She was originally a royal princess, and she always thought of the civilians of the Morrowind Kingdom in her heart. In the long run, she has a noble and dazzling leadership temperament. The gray-haired warriors and dwarven miners were heartbroken, and unconsciously nodded in agreement, leading them on.

Not long after a few people walked out, a sudden change abruptly appeared on the pale cyan wall. On the surface of the originally rough and mottled wall, countless magical spells emitting a glowing green light suddenly appeared. Since their appearance, these spells have been moving, splitting, and converging in a mystical trajectory, eventually reconstructing into a giant magic circle of nine different patterns nested within each other.

On the other side of the magic array, Ronin and Neo raised their heads with a dull expression, and their four eyes reflected the magic spells that had appeared on the outer walls. But the giant magic circle on the outer wall didn't appear, and instead it was a book of magic hair surrounded by turquoise storm energy. Through the flowing wind, you can faintly see the totem on the black cover of the tome—a golden pillar storm interspersed with a bolt of lightning!

What's even more bizarre is that the two of them can't see the shadow of the huge magic book in their eyes. As the tome opened on the wall to the title page, the afterimages of the four light gates were immediately reflected in the four pupils.

Without warning, Ronin's lips suddenly began to hum slightly, chanting an obscure and long mysterious incantation. His voice was so low and peaceful, like the lazy night breeze that still lingered on the calves of a dreary summer night. With each incantation, the magic tome on the wall turned a page on its own. When the last page of the book was silently turned with the last syllable uttered by Luo Ning, the huge magic book turned into a cloud of brilliant green light, enveloping the bodies of Luo Ning and the two of them that began to blur.

"Ahh

The two glanced at the unmistakable relief patterns on the wall, and then looked at each other. After seeing the confusion in each other's eyes no less than their own, they turned to look at this palace with a mysterious origin at the same time.

The roots of the trees sticking out from the cracks in the walls and the broken columns, the gray dirt scattered around the broken or upturned marble bricks, and the crescent-shaped stone sculpture of an emerald green prismatic spar suspended in the void in the center above the staircase not far away. Either way, it was exactly the same abandoned palace they saw as they walked along the narrow road. But when the two of them looked at everything in front of them, they couldn't help but feel a strange strangeness in their hearts.

"The stone gate—" Ronin pointed to the vaulted building in front of him on the left, crawling with green vines.

"Well, it was there when we came in, nothing... Different... Neo replied with a frown, feeling that something was holding him back, preventing him from thinking about it.

Luo Ning couldn't give an accurate answer, so he had to smile bitterly: "Let's go and have a look first, there is no other way anyway!

"Bang!" the two agreed, and had barely taken a few steps when they heard a sound behind them that resembled the drop of a book.

Luo Ning turned his head and saw a thick book with a black cover falling to the ground. A golden storm pattern is drawn on the cover, and a golden thunderbolt is diagonally inserted above the storm, which looks quite mysterious.

Luo Ning took a few steps forward and picked up the classic book and opened it, only to see that there was only a line of small words written on the title page of the whole book from beginning to end: Welcome to the Weaving Wind Fantasy Land, brave children!

"Wind Weaving Fantasy... Wind Weaving Stone Monument... This..."Luo Ning was vaguely aware of a mysterious connection between the two that had not been revealed.

Neo heard the words and read the text in the text: "Weaving Wind Fantasy." I've never heard of this prefix anywhere else except for the Wind Archmagister from thousands of years ago. Eighty percent of this Rausch fantasy is also related to Gard Wilkin, the archmage! Are there any other clues written in this book?"

He reached for the magic tome, but as soon as he touched it, his fingers passed through the surface of the tome, as if he were not grasping a paper book, but an ancient phantom reflected in time in front of him.

"Strange thing! I can't even touch the book!" exclaimed Neo in surprise.

After a few repeated attempts, he gave up his plan to get the book and let Luo Ning read it for him.

"I probably read it, there are only these few sentences in the whole book, and I don't know whose prank it is, making such a waste! Forget it, whatever, let's go ours. ”

Luo Ning nodded and followed Neo, who had just taken a dozen steps before he stopped: "Neo, look at it!

Neo lowered his head, only to see a second line of small print appear below the welcoming words on the title page: "Please don't be impatient, listen to me tell this story!"

"Where did the second sentence come from?"

Luo Ning pouted: "I don't know, I will have it when I walk here and look down again! Fortunately, I didn't close this book!"

The two of them stared at the two sentences, and after a while, they found that no new words had appeared, and continued to walk towards the stone gate. It's just that this time Luo Ning kept an eye on it, and deliberately held the classic book to see if there would be a third sentence.

As a result, the two of them had barely taken a dozen steps when they had stepped up the last step and saw an astonishing sight: the crescent-shaped marble sculpture standing at the top of the staircase suddenly spun wildly, blowing the book from the title page to the first page of the actual contents. Before Luo Ning could take a closer look at what the extra words on this page included, he heard a bang, and the emerald green spar suspended in the air on the surface of the crescent-shaped stone carving suddenly exploded and shattered with a "bang", revealing a golden key wrapped inside.

Neo tentatively picked up the key, and this time there was no finger through the key.

"This key... Maybe it's the one that opened the stone door over there!By the way, let's see if there's anything more written in the books?"

Luo Ning glanced at the classics, and sure enough, he saw an extra paragraph of text at the beginning of the page.

"It happened in the last part of my life! One day at noon, His Highness Murphy told me that he had melted the Flame Sword called Ethan Hawk and used it to forge a tailor-made Storm Sword for me—Elusiel! When His Highness Murphy handed me the Magic Sword, I did not want to disobey the will of the Emperor, and I could not bear to tell him that I was about to leave him and sleep forever!"

Neo scratched his hair, his brows furrowed, "Emperor Murphy, Flame Sword Ethan Hawke, Storm Sword Elushir, why haven't I heard anything in this text?"

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Although Luo Ning was also confused, he had a guess in his heart: perhaps the magic book in his hand was guiding the two to a mysterious space that no one knew. He had a strong instinct: as long as he opened the stone door with the key in Neo's hand, he could get more clues from the world behind the stone door.

"Whatever, let's make sure the key can open the stone door first!" said Ronin as he pulled Neo to the stone door. And in that mysterious book, a new text continues to emerge.

"I know: the Emperor of Man at that time was no longer the daredevil little devil who followed us around on adventures. After all kinds of life and death experiences, he has condensed his divine power and advanced to an immortal demigod! The Storm Demon Sword bestowed by the Human Emperor will rest with me under this land, waiting for its true master!"