Monia opened her eyes and touched her heart with palpitations. When the world shattered, there were a few pieces of something similar to a fragment that pierced her chest, but now, there was no injury on her body, only a faint pain in her heart reminded her that what happened at that time was not a hallucination.www.biquge.info

"Whatever it is, it shouldn't hurt me."

Comforting herself, Monia gradually calmed down. This time, she actually gained a lot, not to mention seeing the situation of the archmage being promoted to a legend, and also experiencing the feeling of being incarnated into the world. Although these are not immediately available, they pave the way for her future.

The benefits to her are immeasurable.

It's just that she looked ahead with a little hesitation - the legendary mage is basically invincible in Aarens, and the Divine Favor is very close to the legendary mage in terms of power level, but the power of the legendary mage himself is far better than the Divine Favored who have almost no combat experience in terms of flexibility.

That is to say, after Hormone Sex becomes a legend, it is likely that he will not meet an opponent who can make him go all out. However, if she is allowed to run over all the way with the legendary template of Hormonex, it is obviously not in line with the true meaning of the trial. As a trial, its nature dictates that it is impossible for the trialist to clear the level without obstacles.

In terms of difficulty, although it is difficult to estimate how much the experience of her previous life can help at this level. But as a strong person who has stepped on the peak, more or less, she still has the confidence to be a strong person. It's just that, with the strength of a legendary mage, I'm afraid that only a god can make him feel tricky.

And the gods are precisely the enemies she can't encounter at the moment.

After all, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is likely to be closely related to the gods. He may be more restricted when using the Church as an imaginary enemy, but when confronting the gods, it is unclear whether the legendary mage's restrictions are useful or not.

What's more, in history, legendary mages have fallen to the hands of gods.

Judging from the two scenes experienced before, dying in the trial may really die. Her ability to reverse the fall of the Avengers doesn't mean she'll be able to complete the unfinished business of a legendary mage - her experience in her previous life can help her cope with archmage-level battles, and the gap between an archmage and a legend is like the next abyss.

Standing quietly at the junction of light and darkness, Monia pondered what could be done to help her out of this predicament.

The spell model she had built in her previous life could be used, but she didn't think that the legendary mage could adapt to the sorcerer's spell system. Even if she could adapt, the spells she had constructed would only be at the level of an archmage at best, and even she herself was not confident in how useful it would be in the legendary realm.

The past life is not hopeful, what about this life?

In this life, she has more traits than in her previous life, and she may not use it. Whether it is her bloodline or the ring of deception on her forehead, she is in a state of inability to use it in the trial.

Is there no way?

Monia sat down a little depressed, she didn't want to die. It's not just a fear of death, but more importantly, she doesn't want to disappoint her dead parents. It is conceivable that when the parents attacked the Inquisition of the Church, they must have anticipated the arrival of the gods, but they chose to free themselves from their imprisonment in the Inquisition.

This is her parents' choice, she can understand, but she can't accept it.

However, the deceased is gone, and the only thing she can do is to live up to their hopes and live well.

and, revenge for them.

But now, if the mastermind behind the scenes is really what she guessed, then her choice to move forward is tantamount to killing herself. However, she had no other path to choose from than to move forward. Stuck here? Obviously a rather impractical thing to do, she didn't think that standing still would solve the problem.

Only forward.

Even if there is no hope, do your best to create hope!

After all, I'm Keith Ridge! (Note 1)

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"Jaworths, Jaworths, Erickent's story ends like this?"

"The end."

The doll, who was staring at by the two girls, wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead with his hand and nodded.

"Jaworths, it's too anticlimactic!"

"Anticlimactic."

"Lil, Farna, you have to learn to face reality." The puppets cowered and tilted their heads, not looking into their eyes, "Isn't it a natural ending for Erikent to challenge the gods after becoming a legend, and only to die under the light of the gods?" ”

"However, Errickent endured so much hardship and finally reached the top, but died like this...... I feel unwilling for him. Liel frowned and complained, "The legendary mage is already the most powerful mage, and he should fight the gods for three hundred rounds anyway, and die of exhaustion." ”

Fana didn't speak, just stared at him hard with those pale golden eyes.

"You have to learn to face reality," the puppet sighed, "the reality is that this age is still a time of gods, and no one can disobey the gods of the clouds. Maybe in a few more epochs, there will be enough legends, and one or two legends against the sky may be able to really pull the gods off the clouds. ”

"How many epochs ......"

Both little girls were a little depressed.

The puppets looked at them and knew why they were depressed—the elves had suffered far more than the mages in the time of the gods' arrival. Mages can hide their identities, but elves can't even hide their tracks. In the Second Age, the elves were not only the best slaves, but also the best sacrifices to the gods of heaven.

If there's anything more cruel than witch hunting, it's the elf hunt.

In the Second Age, the protagonists of the world were reduced to prey in the forest, not treated as intelligent creatures, they were the best prey in the eyes of hunters, the best commodities in the eyes of merchants, the best sacrifices in the eyes of priests, and the best slaves in the eyes of nobles...... One of the most powerful elves of the First Age disappeared for a hundred years, either hiding deep in the forests or blending in with the crowds with magical items to cover their tracks.

The only thing that can confirm their brilliance is the vast scorched earth in front of the wreckage of the World Tree.

Seeing that piece of ruins, that piece of scorched earth, who would have thought that there was once a glorious civilization that stood here, took root here, sprouted here, and spread the fire of civilization here......

People can only lament the wrath of the gods and the supreme power of the gods.

"Jaworths, Jaworths!" While the puppet was still immersed in mourning for the demise of the elven civilization, Lena took its arm and called, "It's been ten days now, and you've told all the stories, but why hasn't Sister Monia come out yet?" ”

It's still the kids...... Watching the two little girls gradually regain their vitality, a smile appeared on the puppet's face. Just thinking of their sister, the young mage who didn't feel like an ordinary elf, his expression couldn't help but darken—that genius little mage, I'm afraid he will never see it again......

"Jaworths, Javos?"

"Understood," the doll disguised a smile and touched Lil's head, "your sister will be out in two days, but Javos won't make you stupid." Jarvos has prepared a big gift for you in one place, would you like to accept this big gift from Jaworth? ”

"Gifts?"

"A gift from Jaworths? Hey...... It can't be a trumpet puppet, right? ”

The puppet looked at Lil, who was guessing what his gift was, and if he had a human body, he would definitely have a black line on his face. It's just that now, he can only sigh and retort: "It's not a puppet, but a big gift, a great gift beyond imagination, haven't you always wanted to be a mage?" ”

"Become a mage?"

"Jaworths means we can become mages?" Lil jumped up happily and hugged the doll's body, "Even Uncle Roland and Sister Monia can't do anything, Jaworths, you're so powerful!" ”

"Okay, okay, light, my bones are going to fall apart." The puppet let out a wail, but unfortunately this still couldn't completely dispel the elf girl's enthusiasm. It was only after a Moore that it moved its body with a depressed face, opening the plane passage to the half-plane for the two elven girls.

"Jaworths, let's go in...... You're not going to teleport us to any strange place, are you? ”

Jaworths...... Unreliable. ”

Liel and Fana expressed varying degrees of distrust, and in their previous exchanges, they had come to appreciate the unreliability of the puppet, and the promise of Monia's return had not been fulfilled once.

"Don't worry, just walk into this hole, trust me."

Watching the two girls disappear, it let out a long sigh - this time was its happiest time in thousands of years, although the two bear children were very scary, but the warmth when getting along with them made it unconsciously reminisce about that time thousands of years ago.

"It's a kind of compensation, after all, I also killed your sister."

The puppet whispered to herself, feeling a little depressed.

However, the gloom on its face had not completely disappeared, and its funny features suddenly squeezed out a surprised expression.

"This feeling is...... Detachment from the law? ”

"How is this possible, did she successfully clear the fifth act? Impossible...... In the fifth act, she had to encounter an enemy at the level of the god of favor, and with that guy in the way, she would never have cleared the fifth act! ”

"It's not right in terms of timing, it takes at least a month to complete the five acts, so fast...... No way! ”

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Monia was unaware of the puppet's surprise, she just buried her head and tried to control herself, waiting for the hint of the trial to come.

- Finally

Act Seven: Challenging the Gods (Final Act)

PS: Kesridge is hope in Elven language, I don't remember where the protagonist's last name was mentioned, although it was only a false surname when he fled, but it was still the hope of his parents.

ps:Finally there's a cover.,Finally don't have to run naked.。。。

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