While the Imperial Tournament has come to an end with an extraordinary result, an unprecedented storm is brewing everywhere.

The source of all this is precisely the Reinfel and Andrés who were on the podium at the top of the empire at this time.

Not only because of the changes they brought about in the times, but also because of the chain reaction caused by the collapse of the Rosemold family!

In the middle of the continent, at the top of the mountains.

The Gate of the Holy Aegis seemed to be immutable, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Behind the door is the headquarters of the Holy See.

At this time, almost everyone in the Holy Court was paying attention to everything that happened in the Tedwell Imperial Competition.

No one in the Holy Court would have expected that such a competition of high-level students would attract such attention.

Everything, just because of the amazing two!

In the center of the Holy See, in the papal temple, the brilliant light shines through the dome, making the pope sitting on the holy chair look a little hazy, even more mysterious and majestic.

"Time Magic......" the Pope stretched out his hand, his old fingers were wrinkled, like dead wood, and his voice was so old that it made people tremble, "...... To start the study, you must ...... Bring them here......"

"Yes!" In the kneeling crowd below, someone shouted in response.

"But Your Holiness Pope, the Sorot of House Rosemold has lost ground, and I am afraid that our layout in the Tedwell Empire will suffer a major blow." The other said in a deep voice.

"Activate the backup plan and do your best...... Reduce the loss ......" the pope's voice looked weak, "I don't have time, I don't have ......"

"I want you...... Complete the God-making Project as quickly as possible! ”

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In the dark and deep tunnel, there was a sound of footsteps.

There was not the slightest light, only darkness.

No one dares to release the light here, because if they do, they will disappear from this world completely!

It's the rule.

There are no rules that have been in place since ancient times.

In the darkness, the footsteps suddenly became empty, apparently coming to an open place.

"It's too slow." A woman's voice suddenly sounded, cold and silent.

"Too impatient, isn't it?" The owner of the footsteps smiled faintly, but the voice was a pure and mellow male voice, which made people quite comfortable to listen to.

"Don't talk nonsense, Sorot has lost control of the Rosemold family, you all know that, right?" A grim almost ghost-like voice sounded, and if ordinary people heard it, they would probably get goosebumps immediately.

"Of course." The man smiled: "It seems that we have no chance to test how deep he is, isn't it your fault for this, Ming?" ”

"Don't talk as if you have any credit." The woman's voice from before rose again, and it was the mysterious 'Dream Divine Song', "The students of your academy are shining, and you don't even know that your own academy has such an existence, so are you embarrassed to blame others here?" ”

"Tsk, that kid's ability is indeed far beyond my imagination, but I can't even imagine who I want to change." The man said: "Forget it, don't talk about these things, there is no need for Yin Wu to lurk in the Rosemold family anymore, then the plan must be modified." ”

"Calling you all here, that's what you're here for." The gloomy voice said, "It is no longer possible for the Rosemold family to have a peak, our next target will be the Holy Court!" ”

"I'm okay with that, as long as I can achieve my goal, I'll be fine." The man was unimpressed.

"I don't have a problem either." Ming said lightly.

"Ouch, it's rare that we agree, do you want to go out for a drink or two?" The man teased.

Min didn't answer, but an old but calm voice suddenly sounded, "Be serious, it's the highest meeting of the tone, put away your playful mentality." ”

"Hehe, the old man is still so serious." The man smiled, and then said, "Detailed plan, you can inform me directly after you have discussed it, you know that I have always disliked discussing this kind of thing." ”

With that, he walked out again.

"Don't you want to know the details of the god-making plan?" Min suddenly spoke.

"Oh?" The man's footsteps suddenly stopped, "What did you find?" ”

"I can tell you everything I know, but this time you must follow my plan to invade the Holy See." Min said slowly.

"Impossible." The grim man refused directly.

"You can talk about it first." The old man's voice was obviously much smoother.

"I can say yes." The man's cheerfulness was beyond everyone's expectations.

"If there is no unity of opinion, this proposal is abandoned." At this time, a young girl's voice suddenly came, "Ming, you can choose to keep your secret, but I don't recommend you to do so. ”

There was silence.

In the dark, the corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised, he knew the pros and cons, and guessed what choice Ming would make.

A deep darkness obscured all the participants' faces, and few in the world knew who Otonari's top beings were.

But if Rheinfel had been here, he would have recognized the man's voice.

Dean of the Meggis Academy, 'Feather of the Sky' Fibonade. Skellol.

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In the southern part of the center of the continent, a lush forest stretches for thousands of miles.

This is the place where human magic originated, the Forest of Elves!

In the depths of the forest, a huge ancient tree rises to the sky, majestic and towering into the sky.

That's the foundation of the elves, the World Tree!

In the middle of the trunk, there is a simple hall, without any tables and chairs, but the surrounding wooden walls are carved with many spiritual wood carvings, which have a unique charm.

In the hall, two figures stood side by side.

There were two women, one was middle-aged, but the charm still existed, and the other was young and beautiful, with a dusty posture.

"Mia has sent back the news, that person, has promised to come to our elven clan." The young woman said.

"Really?" The middle-aged woman's eyes moved, and she said quietly: "Should you come after all?" ”

"Is the patriarch still worried that this matter will go in the worst direction?" The young woman said.

"The elven race has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has not encountered such a situation, and now that he has finally appeared, who knows where this world will go?" The middle-aged woman's words were full of worry.

"As the patriarch said, what should come will come after all." The young woman said, "We just need to be prepared to deal with it." ”

The middle-aged woman sighed faintly, "Now that the situation of the five clans is becoming more and more severe, no one knows if there will be another irreparable war before that moment comes......

"They ......," the middle-aged woman's eyes narrowed, "maybe it's coming!" ”

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The fourth update.

(End of chapter)