Even from this distance, Wu Mo could see the Ban Rui family, the chief family in Mosoblay City, who had twenty huge stalactite pillars, and ten stalagmites that were equally magnificent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Ban Rui family has been around for nearly 5,000 years since the foundation of Morsoblay was laid, and during this long time, the effort to improve the family's artwork has never been slackened.

Candlelight, rarely seen in dark areas, streams through the windows of some houses.

According to the background of the script, only priests and mages will light candles, as this will allow them to read precious scrolls and books.

This is the city of Morsoblay, the city of the Dark Elves.

Two thousand dark elves live here, and two thousand of the most formidable soldiers of the evil army.

A smile crossed his lips at the thought that he might be on the death list tonight.

Wu Mo carefully observed the time of Nabondel, which was the huge stone pillar used to keep time in the center of Mosoblay City.

In a place where there are no seasons for day and night, this is the only way for the dark elves to keep track of the passage of time.

At the end of the day, the city's designated archmage will cast his magic flame at the base of the pillar.

This spell works for the entire cycle, which is equal to a day on the ground.

The temperature of the flame will slowly expand upwards until the entire column turns completely red in the infrared field of view.

Now that the spell's effect was gone, the whole pillar was now dull.

According to Wu Mo's inference, the mage may even be at the bottom of the Time Pillar now, ready to start a whole cycle again.

It's midnight, the appointed moment.

Wu Mo moved away from the pair of spiders at the entrance and quietly walked along the perimeter of Tyr Bridget, looking for shadows in the heat patterns on the walls, so as to effectively hide the thermal images of his body.

Eventually, he arrived at the Academy of Magic, where the mages were educated.

He slipped into the dark alley between the outer walls and the foundation of the academy at lightning speed.

Then he saw two figures appear in the darkness.

Because the distance was too far, Wu Mo couldn't hear what they said, so he released the parasitic wasp over.

"Is it a student or a master?" One of the voices said.

"In the darkness of Nabondel, only the Master could walk outside Tyr Bridger." Another voice responded.

Wu Mo guessed that this person should be Di Ning.

A figure in a heavy robe walked around the corner of the dark alley and walked in front of Dineh.

The stranger maintained the posture of the master of the academy, arms outstretched, elbows bent, palms folded in front of his chest.

This position was the only normal place for that person.

"Peace to your heart, Faceless One." He compared the silent language of the dark elves to the language of the Dark Elves, which was as detailed as the language spoken.

This kind of language is like sign language, and Wu Mo is also a member of the dark elves now, so he can see it very clearly.

He knew that the Faceless were supposed to be some kind of special being in the underworld.

Dineen's trembling hands betrayed his inner uneasiness, as the mage had made his nerves almost break.

"The second son of the Duden family," the mage replied with the same gesture. "Did you bring the pay?"

"You'll be compensated," Dineen's gesture emphasized, the anger at his end trying to suppress his fear. "How dare you doubt the promise made to you by the tenth-ranked family of Demon Nashasbanon in Morsobre, the malady of Mareth Duden?"

The Faceless One took a step back, knowing that he had made a mistake.

"The second son of the Duden family, I apologize to you." He got down on one knee and gave in.

Ever since he had been involved in this conspiracy, the mage had feared that his weak patience would cost him his life.

He had an accident during a magical experiment that melted all of his face, leaving behind a warm mass of white-green goo.

Mistress Mareth Duden is rumored to be the best potion maker in this sprawling city, and she offers a glimmer of hope that the Faceless do not want to miss.

Dinein's indifferent heart had no sympathy for the wizard, but the Duden family needed him.

"You're going to get your prescription," Dineen calmly promised, "after Ayton Deaver's death." ”

Wu Mo didn't know who Ayton Deaver was, and he didn't care, anyway, it didn't have much to do with the mission.

"No problem," the mage agreed. "Tonight?"

Dinen crossed his arms, contemplating the question.

The Mother of Mareth ordered that Ayton Dee should be killed at the beginning of the battle between the two families.

But the sight seemed too clean and too simple for Dining.

The Faceless One noticed a sudden glint in the young Duden's red eyes.

"When the light of the Pillar of Time rises to the top," Dineen replied, gesturing excitedly with his hands, and his grim face looked like a hideous smile. "Before he dies, do you want this guy whose fate has come to an end to know the fate of the family?"

The mage guessed the purpose of his hideous purpose from Dineen's expression. "When you give him the fatal blow," Dineen replied. "Depriving Ayton Deaver of all hope."

"This guy is really ruthless."

Wu Mo couldn't help but smile, but if he was Di Ning, he would never do such a stupid thing, the reason is very simple, many things are long dreams at night, you think you are in control of the situation, but what happens next may make you even more disappointed.

"The main quest has been changed, and I will return to the Duden family with Dinen to prepare for the next battle."

Wu Mo recalled the plot carefully, but it was very vague.

He vaguely remembered that it seemed that the Duden family was going to have a battle with the Deaver family next.

In the Underworld, the Duden family is ranked tenth, while the Deaver family is ranked fourth, and it is simply normal for the lower-ranked families to challenge the higher-ranked families for greater good.

Dineen had already left, but this did not affect Wu Mo's actions, and the location of the Duden family had already been shown on the map.

He retrieved his mount and ran down the tunnel, finding a fork in the road that would allow him to enter the city from the other side.

He entered the city from the east side of the great cavern, the industrial part of the city of Morsoblay; No other family here would have noticed that he had left the city, and there were only a few rudimentary stalagmites fixed to the flat ground.

Wu Mo exerted force in his crotch, urging his mount to run wildly along the shore of Lake East Niagarton.

The city's large pond is home to a mossy island with medium-sized Lothmon that function like cattle.

All of this made Wu Mo feel that special magical aura.

He felt very amused that he could step into such a new world.

(To be continued.) )