Oroyosta, the Grand Theatre of the Muses on Second Avenue.

On the stage, under the spotlight, Baliya Ulysses lifted one hand lightly, and the other hand was gently stretched back, the white sacrificial robe on her body reflected a hazy luster, like a holy angel who wanted to fly to the sky, and the song she was singing really ran through the nine heavens, and then slowly fell, turning into a wisp of formless and substantiated clear spring, in the ears of people, slowly flowing between the mind.

The drama on the stage is coming to the end at this time** Suddenly, her voice rose to the heights, and the accompanying symphony also rose enthusiastically, her singing voice was like a bright and delicate lark leading the accompaniment of the sea tide to soar in the sky, and then danced in those notes a hundred times and a thousand times, until finally the notes of the tide gradually receded, she still swirled and danced in the sky, but became extremely thin and ethereal, as if it was about to turn into a ray of light at any time and disperse, but people could clearly feel the slightest bit of it.

Finally, the last shred of her voice faded away, as if seeping into everyone's hearts, never heard again, but always felt. The lights on the stage faded away, leaving only her last lonely figure, like a mortal angel, and then even her figure gradually disappeared, leaving only an indescribable aftertaste.

Thunderous applause rang out, mixed with the screams of many boys and girls. Written by the poet Vest and starring Balia Ulysses, "Night" has been running for a week now, but it is still such a hot show, almost full house. For the aristocrats who truly love art, it is not enough to just use the images and sounds projected by illusion crystals, but they must be seen and listened carefully to get real satisfaction.

Bang bang, in the box on the upper floor, Adler's ** division couldn't help but applaud and nodded slightly: "Not bad, not bad." Ulysses Xiǎo Jiě's singing voice and singing skills are indeed outstanding, and it is rare that the lyrics and the rhythm of the musical beat are also very well coordinated, which can fully reveal the ethereal beauty of her singing voice. I heard that the music was also composed and arranged by Mr. West, and only a place with a deep cultural heritage like Oroyosta can give birth to such a genius. Thank you very much Mr. Alstom for inviting me to enjoy such a classic feast of art. ”

"Haha, where, where" the fat on Alsgene's face squeezed out a greasy smile. "I've heard that Inclair is the most prosperous and prosperous capital of Arcane right now. If you look at Your Excellency Adler's **Division, you will know that Oroyusta does not have a young **Division like you. ”

"Because Clay is only rich in resources, young and energetic, and has not been affected by the war, it is still very superficial when it comes to the precipitation of culture itself, far less than the thousand-year-old Oroyosta. Master Adler picked up the teacup on the low table next to him and took a sip of black tea, looked at the delicate patterns on the teacup, and said while tasting the fragrance of black tea. "This little teacup, for example, is a rarity in Incre that is rarely seen by ordinary people. It was a porcelain technique that came from the Western Continent in the middle of the Empire, but it took a bit of effort to reproduce it technically, depicting the Summer Palace of the 15th Emperor, a large and beautiful garden that was later destroyed by the orc coalition. The details of this painting are somewhat blurry and distorted, and it is clear that it was not produced by the Royal Ware Factory before—of course, it is not possible, the Royal Ware Factory and its countless works were all destroyed by the war seventy years ago, and the rest can only be in the mansions of the major families, and it is impossible for guests to use them freely in such a place. It is in such a small thing that so many things can be seen, and this is the precipitation of history and culture. ”

Alstom, as well as the other six mages sitting in the box with different appearances, old and young, looked at this ** master from Incre and talked, and they all didn't know how to speak. They are outstanding talents in the arcane arts, but when it comes to culture and art, they are really not as good as other nobles who indulge in lustful dogs and horses.

"But there will eventually be a time when culture will wither, and when too many things are accumulated, it is inevitable that there will be lesions and distortions. Adler put down the teacup and moved his fingers, activating the silent circle in the box, blocking out the inexhaustible applause and cheers outside. This kind of private room, which costs a lot of money to book, of course, also comes with these small functions.

Not only that, but the other six mages could also feel that there was a more hidden and powerful layer of masking arcane that also covered this place, which was obviously an extra layer of barrier set up by this ** master just in case.

In other words, the conversation should start to shift to some important points that should not be heard by outsiders. Some of the mages stretched their spines, some touched their faces and stroked their hair, rejuvenating their drowsy spirits just now because of the opera, they didn't come here to appreciate the hellish art in the first place.

After making these preparations, Master Adler looked at the others and continued: "I think that civilization is not just a simple development, but also has the same pathology and aging as people. The empire has accumulated too much glory and brilliance, and this is the real reason for his fall. If it weren't for the vain attempt to climb to the unprecedented peak of the arcane civilization, to endlessly plunder resources and conquer alien races, how could he have ushered in such an end? ”

Including the fat Alstone, the other seven people each had various strange expressions on their faces, some looked indifferent, some pouted in disapproval, and some stared as if they wanted to refute but still couldn't speak. After all, it was a ** teacher who said this, so they couldn't refute it with confidence. Even if Incre is indeed rich and crushes the mages of other places, including the great Oroyosta, in various arcane resources, but being able to cross the wall of law at such an age also shows that this ** master is indeed far superior to them in arcane talent, theory and skills. The face in front of him, which was only in his early thirties and looked very elegant, was actually quite oppressive to them.

"This Lord Adler, is it wrong for an arcanist to pursue the arcane, isn't this a lifelong dream for all our arcanists?" finally a mage in his fifties couldn't help but ask, a little excited.

"Mr. Andrew Wallace, your dedication to arcane is well known, and your attainments in the force field system are also very admirable, if you have sufficient arcane resources, I believe you will probably have stepped through the barrier of the wall of law to further understand and appreciate the deeper secrets of arcane. Master Adler nodded to the old mage first, and the tone of his words was very polite, without the slightest feeling of superiority. "But the glory of the arcane is not the same as the glory of the empire. And I don't think that arcane arts need glory, if it is indeed an irrefutable path to the true truth of this world, it does not require us to deliberately glorify it, just as the sun in the sky does not care about the beliefs of the clergy of the Temple of the Sun, no matter how they believe or even blaspheme and curse, the original projection of the fire element still shines and shines on this world. ”

"The Empire has taken the arcane to unprecedented heights, but its own system and ** have brought him to the end. We don't need to reassemble the corpses of the Empire to rediscover the secrets of this world by picking up the arcane arts, and it has been proven impossible in both theory and fact. ”

"That's a good point. Alstom clapped his hands, still very hard, and even the fat on his body was shaking up layer by layer. "I've always felt the same way, the imperial is imperial, and the arcane is arcane. ”

"But the Empire is indeed ......," muttered the old mage named Wallace. Although he is not emotionally acceptable, his logical ability as an arcanist is of course unquestionable, and he understands that this is actually true.

A young man who looked thin and a little malnourished, with dark circles under his eyes, suddenly asked sharply, "Then you mean that you have better conditions and conditions for studying the arcane than the Revival Society?"

This question gave the other mages some unnatural looks on their faces. Yes, they are all core members of the Revival Society, and they are now listening to the conditions of a ** teacher from Inclé Tí Gòng, but it is still uncomfortable to say it like this.

Master Adler replied very frankly and naturally: "If it is the accumulation of academics, we are indeed inferior to the Revival Society in the past." Even if the Star Hall is nowhere to be found, the arcane materials accumulated over the years of development and ruins are indeed richer than Inclave, but the key point is that the current environment makes your accumulation meaningless. The Star Temple is no longer there, many families no longer fund you, the peripheral organizations have left, and some people are reselling supplies and materials, so how can you still explore the secrets of the arcane?"

"Yes, now that the Revival Society is dead in name, our dreams of arcane can't be realized, it's time for a change of place!" "Mage Alstom's face was full of grief, and he was a mixture of a beam-jumping clown and a sycophant, and several mages couldn't help but glare at him. But the fat man is now beginning to soak a layer of sweat on his head, as if he has slapped his ass too hard.

"I'm sure everyone has heard of Incre's environment, and maybe some of my friends have been there. Absolutely relaxed, free, and lively academic environment, a new arcane idea is proposed, no need to hide from the surveillance of the temple and the church to be secretly verified, and there is no need to send it to the arcane academy under the guise of academics, and immediately there are piles of low-level mages and apprentices to help practice, putting forward various opinions and ideas. Every day, new alchemy items and golems are created. As for the resources, needless to say, the richness of the three major veins of Algi is not inferior to that of the dwarven Sgut Mountains, and the geological changes after the war have even increased the output of the veins by a grade. Jokes aside, if you follow the words of the clergy, it's a land of arcane magic blessed by the gods. ”

"And that's not all, Mr. Pinris Doria. Master Adler looked at the young man who had just asked the question. "Since last year, the share of Inocle's demand for elemental gems, crystals, and various alchemical utensils has come from Incre, even according to the most conservative estimates, more than half in five years. Incre's power and influence are rapidly increasing in the Great Plains. If you can take on an important position in this wave of development, you will probably have no less say and attention in your family than you did in the Revival Society. Of course, we will be a little more strict about the financial and material aspects. ”

Pinris snorted and made a twisted expression that didn't know what it meant. A few mages next to him looked at each other, and then they all looked thoughtful. Of course, this is not just for Pinris, the mages who join the Revival Society are not only pursuing the arcane, but also pursuing their own interests. Of course, the head of the family and the heirs to the high positions who are smooth sailing do not come to do such unworthy things, so they are basically people who are not from a good background and are quite excluded, but they are talented in the arcane. Now that they have an identity that is perhaps more influential, and can be put on a public display, the power of yòu huò for them is far beyond the arcane.

"Mr. Alstom, I'm sure you can understand the advantages of this...... What's wrong with you?" Adler's ** master turned his head, but he was stunned, the fat man who had been trying to slap the horse against him was sweating profusely, his fat face was flushed, and his hands were shrunk behind his back, as if he was trying to hold back a fart that could not be released, and it seemed that he was desperately trying to pull out a mass of stool in his stomach that had been rooted for several weeks.

"You ......" The observation of the ** division will certainly not be so superficial, Adler ** division stood up and walked over, pulling out a scroll from Alstom's back and hand behind him. As soon as the scroll left his hand, the fat mage, whose face was flushed, fell to the ground as if he had been cramped, his eyes rolled and two black-red stained blood flowed out of his nose.

"It's ...... Realm of Chaos?" Master Adler looked at the arcane scroll in his hand, which was in a sub-excited state, and his face showed surprise and a little anger. "Are you using the Mental Concussion Technique to disguise this scroll causing a demon web? What do you want to do?"

The Realm of Chaos is a seven-ring arcane spell dedicated to arcane arts, which forcibly causes a small area of magic web to concuss, suppressing or affecting the effects of other arcane arts for a short period of time. Alston is just an ordinary high-level mage, even if this is just a scroll, it is not easy to excite it, and he seems to use mental power skills to cover up the fluctuations of this scroll, and he has not been able to trigger it, and the result is that his spirit exceeds the limit. When Adler's ** master took his scroll, he didn't even have the strength to dodge and resist.

During the questioning, the ** master quickly glanced at the others, and several former colleagues of this fat mage were surprised and puzzled at the same time, obviously not understanding what this fat man was doing.

Adler's ** division didn't quite understand it either, although the fat man's ill intentions were certain. This arcane is specifically for the Arcanist, or an excitation type of Arcane item, and the effect is all generated within the magic web, and not even a single mosquito can kill it. What does the fat man secretly want to suppress with this arcane? Is this masking circle outside? Or is it an arcane prop? If the target is him, it is useless, the master's control of the magic net cannot be suppressed by a mere seven-ring scroll, that is, in a second or two, he can completely cancel out the effect of this chaotic arcane.

And this is the most luxurious theater in Oroyosta, the reddest female sorrow on the front stage is performing the most popular opera, up and down, left and right eyes are full of big people, noble children, who dares to exercise violence here, or to a ** teacher?

"Hahahaha......"

With a burst of laughter, a tall figure stepped out of the shadows by the door. This is a rather tall and sturdy man, obviously his appearance and clothing are very ordinary, and it should be very inconspicuous to be lost in the crowd, but as soon as he walked out at this moment, the striding posture, the expression on his face and the laughter were full of powerful confidence and even arrogance, just like a person swaggering among the poultry.

The man went straight to Alstom's side and kicked the fat man, who was in a state of cerebral hemorrhage. Alstom's fat body was shocked, and he let out a pig-like muffled snort, and his rolled eyes finally fell, but the blood still kept flowing from his nose, and he looked dying, and he didn't even have the strength to reach out to stop the bleeding.

It was a Renaissance mage on the side who used a necromancy-based spell that made Alstom look a little rejuvenated. But the fat man still collapsed on the ground and said nothing, looking at the man who kicked him with an expression mixed with anger and fear.

"Who are you?" Adler looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and only then did he begin to feel some vigilance in his heart. Although he is not the kind of mage who has experienced a lot of battles and is extremely vigilant, and he has detective arcane magic on his body at all times, but the perception of the ** master is still far beyond ordinary people, and he didn't realize that there is this person in the box before, which means that it is at least a hidden illusion with more than six rings.

"I am a warrior of love and justice across the universe of ten thousand stars, the invincible sword of kings and benevolence. The man replied in a loud voice, and kicked the Alstom mage on the ground again. "But I know that's not what you're asking. Follow your question to answer accurately, I'm the one the fat man arranged to assassinate you here. ”

"Assassinate me?" Adler's eyes finally became fierce. A high-ringed detective arcane formed before his eyes, and the man's various stats immediately appeared in his sight.

The first thing that catches the eye is the life energy that is almost not as powerful as a human being, just like those arcane warriors who have been transformed and implanted with various powerful demonic beast organs in the imperial era, and this man still has a considerable arcane level, and his mental power is also extremely powerful, and there are faint law fluctuations circulating between his breaths, which is a characteristic only high-level priests.

"This is ......" Adler's ** division was indeed a little shocked, it was the first time he had seen such a person. If such a powerful and strange warrior were to come by surprise, and with the help of the scroll of that chaotic realm to temporarily interfere with his arcane art, he would indeed pose a considerable threat to himself.

But now that this man swaggered out, that's another matter, regardless of whether he is hostile or not, this man may indeed be powerful, but under the guard and vigilance, Adler's ** division is not afraid of such an opponent.

Glancing coldly at the Alstom mage who still didn't have the strength to get up under his feet, the injury caused by the overload of mental power did not have much impact on **, but in a short period of time, this fat man didn't want to use arcane. Looking at the expressions of the other people in the box, they were all in disbelief, and Adler ** Master was sure that this should be just this guy's own plan, and then looked at the man and smiled slightly and asked, "It seems that you also think it is a stupid idea to assassinate me here?"

"Maybe not stupid. Especially for a guy like you who is obsessed with some culture and art, like a weak chicken growing up in a greenhouse. Were you the slightest bit wary and wary before?" the man smiled strangely. "I just think the plan that came out of the mind of this lewd fat man is too boring and mean. Why don't we beat you up in front of everyone? so that you will never dare to come to the territory of our Arcane Revival Society from now on, and show those other people with evil intentions our strength and bearing. ”

"I'm sorry, what do you mean?" Even with the logic and intelligence of the ** master, Adler felt that he didn't understand a little. "You're saying you're going to fight me head-to-head here, here?"

"Yes, here. With a wave of the man's hand, the magic circle that covered the box was removed, and the tsunami-like cheers of the mountains outside were heard. He pulled a small badge from his pocket and tied it around his chest. "As a peripheral member of the Alpha Renaissance, I will teach you a good lesson. ”