"He's not lying," Rhaegar said to the rest of the team as Coens struggled to tell everything, lying on the ground gasping for air, "Taan can tell any lie, and it looks like we're going to be dealing with a behemoth." ”

"The descendants of your servants are robbing you of your property," the dwarf roared, "and we ought to come to the door and let him get the lesson he deserves." ”

"That's right," said Willy, "we can swagger to Henavens, tell the soldiers and mages there that the noble master of their lord's ancestors is coming to teach him a lesson, and then have Kail hang himself in the square for us to whip with a leather whip." ”

"I've heard of this name before," Heim's expression looked serious, as an elf with a lifespan far above that of humans, he has lived for more than a hundred years and is far more experienced than his companions, "he is an eighth-order archmage, people call him the mighty Kaire, and outside the territory, he has many ears and eyes. He looked at Rhaeggar, "If you want to take my advice, I think we'd better avoid him for now, the wasteland behind the northern mountains is a good choice, even Kail can't reach there." ”

"If he's really that powerful," Nack said, "I agree with the elves' advice. ”

Rhaegar pondered silently, no one knew better than him what it meant to be an enemy of an eighth-order archmage: generally speaking, not counting those apprentices, the difference in strength between the mages before they were promoted to the sixth order was not large, and as long as they were well prepared, a group of second-order apprentice mages could defeat a fifth-order opponent. After becoming a full-fledged mage, this situation will change, a newly promoted sixth-order mage can easily defeat five or six fifth-order mages, while a near-seventh-order mage can play with fellow sixth-order novices like a child, but if there are enough of them, they will still be defeated by opponents of lower rank than themselves. However, this situation will never happen to an archmage, unless he has a strength higher than the other party, no one can defeat an archmage above the eighth order by number or any other condition.

In the cultivation of magic, you need to go through many levels, whether it is from an apprentice to a trainee mage, or from a trainee mage to a formal mage, all of them require extremely high talent and extraordinary efforts, and the vast majority of people cannot overcome this difficulty, and can only wander at the bottom of the magic hall for the rest of their lives. However, if the difficulty of promoting to an archmage is compared to a high mountain, the combined difficulty of all the above levels can only be regarded as a small dirt bag, taking Rhaegar as an example, before fusing the soul fragments in the crystal, his magic power was already equivalent to the seventh-order intermediate level, and the fusion with the soul fragments was enough to make him promote from a sixth-order elementary mage to a seventh-order high-level, but now it can only allow him to reach the peak of the seventh order close to the level of the eighth order, and it is still unknown when he will be able to further improve. The difficulty of this ascension is a reflection of the power of the archmages - they have endless magical powers, they have mysterious magic that no one else knows, and they can destroy a city with a single spell. In the mage world, these beings at the very top are considered the closest to demigods, and no one who has ever gone against them has ever escaped their punishment.

For Rhaegar, the best option at this moment is to return to the God of the Storm immediately, under the protection of his teacher, the tenth-order archmage Carson, even Kai Le can't hurt him, but Villar's presence makes him give up this plan without hesitation - he would rather face an opponent like Kai Le than a ninth-order mage who hides by his side and doesn't know when he will attack him.

The Elven Offer is also a good choice, the Great Wasteland of the Northern Central Swamp has long been considered the most chaotic place on the continent, where murderous barbarians, greedy orcs and monsters of all kinds, as well as criminals who have fled there without a place to find their place to stay. What's more, similar to the Central Swamp, a strange energy envelops the vast expanse of the Great Wasteland, where any long-range tracking magic—a spell that only an archmage can cast, that Kyle has been able to find the squad's tracks again and again—will lose its effect there, making it difficult for even an archmage to find his enemies in the wasteland with the help of magic. With the current strength of the team, they could have taken a seat there for a while, waiting for Kaile's pursuit to relax before leaving.

But Rhaegar wasn't prepared to do that either. From the moment he heard Calle's name, a strange feeling haunted Rhaegar in his mind, and his intuition told him that the owner of the name must have some kind of close connection with him, and that this connection was extremely important to him, and that he had to meet each other. This is undoubtedly a crazy idea, but Rhaegar has proven his instincts countless times to be correct, and still decides to act on his feelings.

But first, he must ensure the safety of his companions.

"Well," Rhaegar said, "I also agree to go to the Great Wasteland, at least, there are no archmages there to be our enemies. ”

Heim's proposal was approved, and after a brief trim, the team set out on a journey to the north, leaving him to Ta'an, the beast glad to have company.

Viewed from the air, the continent where Rhaegar and the others are located is a huge land that is almost irregular rectangles, with about 600,000 kilometers between its north and south ends, and 450,000 kilometers from east to west. Compared to the mortal world that carries on the endless sea, this is only one of the larger of the many continents, but for more than 99% of the inhabitants of the continent, they will not be able to complete one millionth of the land of this continent in their lifetime.

Corresponding to this vast area is the difficulty of communication, and the combination of long distances and unpredictable dangers has divided the entire continent into several civilizations of varying sizes, and geographically, the region where the god of the storm is located, as well as the hometowns of the team members, along with the city of Hannar and the central swamps, all belong to the same civilization.

If the city of Hanar was the edge of this civilization, the northern wastelands were the wild lands that wandered beyond the edge, and when the team set foot on the land, they immediately understood the meaning of this phrase.

Clusters of green light streaked across the sky and fell into the ugly-looking orcs who were clad in only animal skins, splashing countless flowers formed by blood, and the sharp arrows from Aror's bow pierced through the orcs' bodies, pinning them to the ground from top to bottom. However, that didn't stop these creatures, who were instinctively killing and plundering, brandishing rudimentary weapons and letting out a roar of unknown meaning that surged like a tidal wave towards Haim and his companions, who were standing a hundred meters away.

It was the third day the team had entered the wasteland, and after the calm of the previous two days, as if out of the ground, a group of orcs suddenly surrounded them, and even Rhaeggar's detection magic was unaware of it. As rumored to be, these savage races have no reason at all, and as soon as they appear, they can't help but attack the squad.

The speed of the orc's charge was fast, a hundred meters away from them, and after the baptism of about a dozen long arrows from the elves in a row, the remaining orcs finally approached their prey, these monsters roared excitedly, gasping for breath, and the bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes.

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