Although the elven archmage and the intruder only had a few sentences of conversation, they could easily draw out the entire context of this incident with these few words as clues. After all, mages have never been known for their intrigue, and what people really fear is the endless flow of mages - you never know that the people closest to you have become puppets of the mage, you never know that the mosquitoes flying around you are actually injectors of some kind of toxin, and you will never know that your memories have been rewritten by the mage without knowing it......

The strength of the mage is precisely due to this omnipotence, this kind of unguardability-intrigue and intrigues, the archmage may be able to play very well with the insight into the human heart accumulated over a long time, but most of the time it is not a necessity for the mage, and few mages put all kinds of research and do not do it and rack their hearts to study these - you must know that even the archmage only has a lifespan of a few hundred years at most - who will have nothing to do and waste their precious time in this area.

Of course, the strategy is simple, but the confrontation between them is a war without gunpowder - when it comes to the archmage stage, except for a few very practical spells that will be generally mastered by them, all other spells are exclusive spells that they have researched themselves. In the battle between archmages, both sides are basically confused about each other's spell systems, and the confrontation between each other largely depends on the understanding of the ether, and they are the first to guess the characteristics of the method model based on experience.

Monia can imagine: from the very beginning she has been a pawn in the contest between the two sides, perhaps for revenge, or for some other ulterior motive, and the intruder has no idea when she has planted a sign on her body that can lock the position. However, this was discovered by the Elven Archmage, who instead of eradicating the mark, led her into the courtyard of the World Tree, exposing the coordinates of the half-plane and luring the wolf into the room.

Monia was sure that the intruders were aware of the strangeness, but they had a reason to break into the half-plane, and there was not enough evidence that it was a trap, so after much thought, they decided to take a risk—of course, even if it was a risk, they were prepared to expect that this was a trap, formulated a set of detailed plans, and with their preparations, they deceived the elven archmage and launched an action, If it weren't for their greed and wanting to clean up their little tail, I'm afraid they would have already escaped after biting the bait at this time, and they would be at ease.

"Sure enough, I still have to become a high-level mage as soon as possible...... Monia muttered to herself, she can accept that she has become a pawn in the game between archmages, but being able to accept it does not mean that she likes such a fate, she likes the fate of being controlled by others, "Fate is such a thing, it is more reassuring to hold it in the palm of your hand." ”

Despite saying this, the mage also knew that the road to becoming a high-level mage was still too far away from her - she had only just become a mid-level mage for less than a month, she had mastered a pitiful number of mid-level spells, and her own spell system had not been built, and there was still a way to go before she became a real mid-level mage, let alone a high-level mage - at least within ten years, the possibility of a breakthrough was not great.

That is to say, in this decade, she still has to be prepared for her destiny to be controlled by others.

"It's an annoying reality." She said, frowning slightly, then regained her composure, raised her head and carefully observed the battle between the archmages - although this level of battle could only be seen roughly with her current eyesight, and it had no practical value, and the only role it played was to broaden her horizons.

But vision is also very important, after all, the experience in the game cannot be directly applied to reality, and the combat method of getting close to the archmage cannot be said to be big, but it is definitely not small - maybe when she can use it, at least she knows that the war caused by the elven restoration will definitely involve a strong person of this level.

Moreover, there is no need to worry too much about her safety - before the Elven Archmage's figure disappears, her range of motion is limited by a golden halo - there is no doubt that this is a protective barrier used to protect her, the specific effect may be unknown, but since the Elven Archmage has the confidence to keep her in place, then its effectiveness should be trustworthy.

As long as she stays in the light curtain, she can watch the battle with peace of mind.

At the same time that the Elven Archmage's figure disappeared, she had already appeared behind the intruder suspended in mid-air, and unceremoniously slammed her hand knife into the intruder's neck, but the opponent's form dissipated like smoke first, and then reunited not far away.

"I won't make the same mistake twice," he said in a calm tone, "now that I know the difference in strength between the two sides, I won't be stupid enough to fight you, and if I just escape, I can still do it with ease—you should know that you alone can't keep me." ”

"Oh, I wonder where your confidence comes from?" The Elven Archmage smiled, "Anyway, the gap between us is not to be calculated—I don't understand why you still naively thought you could escape from my grasp—don't forget, this is my home turf." ”

As he said casually, Moya snapped his fingers - most of the forest rioted in an instant, countless trees grew wildly, and the originally thin branches became strong and powerful at a speed visible to the naked eye in this round of growth, and the entire branch shone with a strange luster—it was by no means a product of natural growth, but the crystallization of the natural spells that the elves relied on to become famous.

"So, how are you going to escape?"

It was still a bright smile, but at this time, the archmage who invaded here felt a deep chill - the brilliant civilization of the elven clan had long been annihilated in the long river of history, and even the long-standing mage school often knew only a few words in ancient texts. Even so, the smoke clouds of history can't hide its once dazzling brilliance, but in the past, it was more or less with a coveting mentality to look at this spell sect that had almost declined in time, and he didn't expect that he would become a sacrifice of this ancient spell today.

"Really......" he lamented, "I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

This was a fatal omission, natural spells were elves' specialty, but before he went to the Elven Forest, he hadn't paid much attention to this category that could be called extinction - high-level natural spells had not been revealed in front of the world for an entire era, and everyone had naturally forgotten the corpses of its mighty name.

That's the power of time.

Monia was also surprised, for whom natural spells were not something unfamiliar, but rather as striking as a label on an elf. But even she didn't expect that this twisted forest that towered in the darkness and had a completely different style from the elves would actually be a home for the elves in the courtyard of the World Tree—although it was true that if you think about it, it ...... This style of painting is obviously wrong, right?

All right...... Before you can deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people...... The mage is now feeling the malice of this sentence - planting trees to relieve the oppressive atmosphere of the half-plane? It doesn't matter what this deceptive nonsense is, what matters is that she believed it, and she really believed it! Well, forget it...... Anyway, this is also a lesson, Monia intends to bury this matter deep in her heart, and no one will tell her, and the right to be a black history.

"So you have nowhere to run?" The elven archmage suggested with malice, "Why don't you try a space spell?" ”

The intruder didn't reply, he already knew the strength of the elven archmage in the last encounter - it was a level of power that was enough to interfere with the spatial system, and if he blatantly made a spatial leap in front of her, he would definitely be banished to the outer void - in this case, even in the face of her malicious provocation, he could only remain silent. At such a time, the desperate and hysterical hissing like a defeated dog is probably what the other party wants.

But...... He is far from despair!

"Really...... There is no self-knowledge. Commenting in an indifferent tone, the elven archmage clapped his palms, and the whole forest rioted, and countless branches snaked out from tens of thousands of towering trees, covering the sky and the sun, "Let you experience the taste of despair." ”

"Really?"

Just as the invading archmage was cornered by the countless branches, a voice suddenly sounded in the sky, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

And then—in the blink of an eye, the sky suddenly brightened, and a dazzling new star fell from the sky, and the burning light and heat ignited everything, and the whole canopy was shrouded in fire and light.

"This is the ......" Raising her hand to block the glare, her eyes narrowed slightly, Monia recognized this spell, although it was much less powerful than what she had seen in the path of her true name, but it was indeed ......

- Legendary Spell: Eternal Sun.

Almost as soon as she recognized the spell, her body lightened, and she was picked up by the waist and disappeared in place.

Be...... Moya?

With the advantage of her race, the mage could vaguely see the person who saved her in the bright light.

Unexpectedly, the elven archmage at this moment was not annoyed and angry, and her expression was not very dignified, on the contrary, at this moment when the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed, the expression on her face turned out to be ......

Smile?

"Got you." She muttered to herself.

ps: Tomorrow's national exam said, hesitated or didn't ask for leave, anyway, it's soy sauce, wait until the provincial exam that week and then ask, that's the main enemy.

ps2: This volume feels pretty bad.,The main thing is that the writing time is too scattered.,The next volume is a very complicated volume.,There are more conspirators.,It's also a volume with a big challenge.,Originally, there was a meaning of giving up.,But seeing your support, I decided to grit my teeth.。