Black Feather was a little dazed, and at this time, he sat with his back against the thick tree trunk, stretching his lazy waist. The view in front of you is a meadow dotted with wildflowers, and the black shadows of the trees on the ground swaying in the breeze and sun.

"How could I have come to this place?......"

Strange in his heart, he rolled over and sat up. After taking a few steps back, I saw the full view of the big tree I had just sat on.

The trunk of the tree is thick, and there are intertwined roots underneath, from which a faint spring seeps out. The dense branches and leaves above are like umbrella covers, sprinkling a piece of coolness in a radius of dozens of feet.

Several wooden ladders were set up on the trunks of the trees, and the girls of the Light Elves with long pointed ears climbed up and down the ladders, carrying baskets full of fruit in their hands.

"Celestial, we've put the fruit here. ”

Following the voice, he turned his head and saw the crimson fruit piled up in the quaint temple into a high hill. In front of the temple, there is also a low stone round platform like an altar.

"I'm a god?......" he muttered. "When was this? Was it 5,000 years ago?......?"

Suddenly, he felt something hanging on the ground behind him, and he reached out and tugged at the two wings behind his back, which were soft white wings.

Puzzled, his hand was grabbed by a small soft hand next to him.

"Lord Celestial, it's time to teach us magic! ”

He looked down and saw a little girl with fluffy fox ears. Her voice was childish and shy, and she had brown hair on her cheeks that had not faded, and she looked like she was in her teens.

Kuro Feather was dragged forward by the little girl, and brought Kuro Feather to the altar in front of the temple, then let go of his hand and ran to the soft grass opposite to sit down. There were many boys and girls of the same age sitting with her.

"Snowball?"

Kuroba noticed one of the monsters covered in snow-white hair and had a round body, and blurted out the name. Unexpectedly, he knew all these people in front of him.

"I ...... I'm not a snowball......"

Snowball listened, stood up with the support of her stout little short legs, and protested in a simple voice:

"God, Lord Celestial, you, you can't always call people snowballs...... They are dignified snowy beasts, and they are ...... with names."

His cheeks were round and he pretended to be angry.

"Alright, Snowball, sit down. Black Feather couldn't help but laugh and said.

Only then did he realize that he could name each of the children in front of him.

The light elf girl who had helped him pick the fruit just now also jumped over, and she sat down in her place on the grass, looking well-behaved and quiet.

Her name is Sensitive. Sitting next to her was a young boy from the Thunder family, named Razor.

The immature faces all looked at him expectantly.

Every afternoon, he teaches magic to children of all races.

At that time, the tree of life behind him had not yet grown into a tree with a towering crown.

And he is the god who is revered. Before coming to this continent, he had been living in the Celestial Realm for a long, long time.

"It's hot......" Snowball grabbed a large leaf and fanned the wind violently. "I'm going to learn magic, but I'm not going to stay here, I'm dying of heat! I'm going back to the snowy land......"

The children on the side were laughing and leaning back.

Indeed, the climate here is too hot for the people of the snowy region.

Kuroba expertly flipped through a heavy book in his hand, full of bits and pieces of how magic was formed and evolved, and the book was written by himself to make the people who lived here feel magic.

"Uh...... As for the magic of the Protoss, although it is not suitable for you, I have summarized the nine major magic systems according to the unique elemental aura of this continent...... In addition, the Demon Clan and the Snow Beast Clan can use their demon blood energy to create their own attack patterns......"

Everyone held their cheeks and listened attentively.

With the revival of his memory, Black Feather's identity gradually became clearer.

Five thousand years ago, he ruled the world and tended to the tree of life. He also led many intelligent races on this continent to set off a war with the Ice Dragon and the Holy Dragon, slaughtered the ferocious beasts that dominated the world, and established their own peaceful homeland.

That war is known as the "Battle of the Holy Dragon". The end of the war marked the end of the age of barbarism.

The Nine Magic Departments were also created by him. In order to make these already weak races stronger, in order to fight against the ancient holy beasts that may awaken at any time......

"For example, the Light Elves, you can develop healing magic through your innate perception. ”

He continued, finding a small flower from the ground that was about to wither, and a light wisp of mana flowed from his fingertips, surrounding the flower, and the small flower immediately unfolded its small petals and bloomed again.

"Wow!" the light elf girls felt magical and eager to try.

"And ...... Thunder and lightning magic. He formed a slender bolt of lightning in the palm of his hand and showed them. "And ice magic...... Flame magic ......" he showed one by one.

"These abilities already exist in your bloodline, and as long as you practice diligently, you can derive powerful moves. ”

After Kurofeather had finished speaking, his gaze looked over the big black eyes of the children, and saw a timid dark elf girl hiding behind the trees in the distance.

He stood up and stretched out his hand to beckon the little girl to come over.

But the girl blushed and ran away.

Others have turned back. The Light Elf Girl kindly whispered a reminder:

"It's that girl again...... Lord Celestial, you have to be careful, she is a dark elf, and she has been sneaking around here for the past few days. She has dark power in her, a cursed strange disease......"

"What's going on?" asked Kurofeather.

The Light Elf Girl said:

"I have heard that this disease has been transmitted from the East and is a ...... A disease that can turn people into demons......"

"Dongtu?demon?" thought to Black Feather, frowning.

The boy from the Thunder family stood up and said:

"Lord Celestial, I know that the Eastern Earth Continent and the Chijin Empire are the richest places on this continent, and the area of Chiyan City alone is several times larger than that of the Divine Domain! Tenjin-sama, have you been anywhere?".

"I ...... Ever been. That was a hundred years ago, during the Great War of the Holy Dragon. At that time, the empire was still ruled by the Dark King, and now, it should be the Red Flame Lion King who is ruled, right?"

"Yes. I heard that the Dark King gave way to the Lion King because of a strange disease. The boy said.