"Alena, you have a good rest, Sophia will bring you food in a moment. ”

"Thank you, teacher. ”

Alena lowered her head and wanted to get up again to thank her, but Cassia pressed her back.

"Alena, you should know what kind of power you have, right?"

"Teacher ......"

Cassia waved his hand: "Alena, this is a gift from the God of Light, what you have to do is to pass it on with peace of mind, but as your teacher, there is one thing I give you advice." ”

"Teacher, you say. ”

"The heart of a child, no matter when, don't be blinded by power, always keep a heart of innocence, this, if you have doubts in the future, you can learn a turante. ”

Alena looked puzzled, but Cassia just shook her head, didn't continue, and left the cabin and went to the deck.

Looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait and the fresh breeze on the face, Cassia felt comfortable for a while, and after being down for so long, he was very relaxed in his heart.

There was no melancholy sorcerer design, no reminder of Lana's soul orb, and no dull atmosphere of that person.

Sometimes people are like this, Cassia is alone for so many years, friends count on one hand, and often don't contact, do you say he's lonely? Anyway, he doesn't feel it.

But with the Atlanta world, with so many living beings, there are some things, only when you get them, you understand the preciousness of loss.

Especially the faces of the past, Tucci, Lana, Matt, Kyle, Pier Oak Shield, and even generations of Eagle Brothers.

Sometimes Cassia would sit alone on the dock of the Moon Palace in a daze, and as time went by, the world of Atlanta changed more and more, and he became more and more unfamiliar with the lost faces.

In fact, Alena's development is a little beyond his expectations, she is only twelve years old, and she has reached the level of a second-level magician, you know, in the design of Cassia, if a ninth-level magician or a ninth-level magician fights alone, only he can easily restrain them in this world.

As for the classification, whether it is the magician system or the magic system, they are divided into nine levels by him, and this division is the level he sets according to his own system.

In order to be able to better gauge his strength, Cassia divided himself into nine levels according to the amount of authority he had seized from Atlanta.

Every 10% is a level, and believers need to permanently consume his life power to use divine magic, so based on his current life power, if seizing 10% of the authority needs to consume the life power of an entire small pond, then when he accumulates the life power of two small ponds, he will be upgraded to level 1, and so on.

In the real world, the consumption of life power can be naturally recovered, after all, life power is mutated from spiritual power.

In this way, seizing the power of the world can give you more control over the Atlantic world.

But when seizing the authority of the world, the life force will also be permanently consumed, which requires the magician system to add a quality soul to his sea of knowledge.

The accumulation and transformation of a mass soul means that his life force is constantly increasing, and in this way, the strength of the real world is also increasing.

Two grasps inside and outside, two flowers!

As for level ten, Cassia doesn't know if he has this level, but if there will be level ten in the Atlanta world in the future, according to the inspiration of Madison's 'kingdom of God', there should be a number of 'god seats' left for the tenth-level powerhouses produced in Atlanta, who can be regarded as the majority shareholder of Atlanta.

"Heh......"

Thinking of this, Cassia suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head, as long as he continued to design and implement the mage system, then he was using the creatures of the Atlantic world as a stepping stone to make up for his consumption and increase his strength.

"What a bad guy. ”

"Dimension...... What do you say, Mr. Viktz?"

The sudden words interrupted Cassia's thoughts, and he turned around to see Ferrante, who had just finished changing his medicine and bandaging his wounds, approaching.

Cassia smiled and beckoned, "It's nothing, come here." ”

Ferrante walked over a little nervously, at that time in Sears, he could be said to have not recovered from a series of events, but now, it is really frightening to recall the terrifying strength of this Mr. Wickz, but Sophia refuses to reveal anything about her teacher.

"Don't be afraid. Cassia gave a gentle reassurance, put his hand on Ferrante's shoulder, and a ray of light lit up from his palm, slowly seeping into the wound.

Ferrante frowned suddenly, and then noticed that her shoulder was tickling and there was a very warm feeling.

After a while, Cassia withdrew his hand and looked at him with a smile, Ferrante shook his arm in disbelief, and then opened his collar to look at it, his eyes instantly changed from shock to dementia.

"Dimension...... Dimension...... Mr. Viktz......"

"Ferrante, you really didn't disappoint your ancestors. ”

"Kyle, the first human king, the Star King, the Iron King, you are his descendant, right?"

"You...... How do you ......" Ferrante's eyes widened, and the secret that Cassia had easily told at this moment shocked him more than letting his wounds heal instantly.

"Sophia didn't tell you about me?"

"I didn't ...... She won't tell me anything about you. Ferrante shook her head.

Cassia smiled and nodded, "Then would you like to be my student?"

"I ...... I...... Is that really possible, Mr. Viktz?"

"Of course. ”

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The source of the Kezi River is in the Duchy of Knor in the western part of the Honoris Empire, but the widest section of the river is in the territory of Honoris, which is also one of the important water transportation routes of Honoris.

The Quezi River flows down to the south of Honoris, and divides into two tributaries, the larger one flowing directly into the Storm Strait, and the smaller one turning a corner and flowing into the southern part of the territory of Kaiadir.

In fact, Cassia really wanted to go to the Storm Strait to have a look, because the southern shore of the strait was the Atlantic South Continent, the territory of orcs and dwarves, and he thought about it as if he hadn't been there for a long time.

But this was still pulling a boatload of children, and Cassia dispelled this idea, and it took about eleven days for Cassia and his party to reach the territory of Kaiadir.

Of course, if he wanted to, it wouldn't take him half a minute to get to Tria directly, but it was a wonderful thing to see the scenery, and there was some delay on the way.

It took another month, and the crowd stopped and stopped, and finally reached the outside of Tria on a snowy day.

These days, not to mention the three Ferrantes, even the other teenagers and girls, they are also impressed by Cassia's strong strength and profound knowledge.

Therefore, under the instruction of Cassia, everyone parted for the time being, and returned to the church to report first, as for himself, he was a mysterious person.

In fact, Cassia didn't intend to hide it, because in the past month or so, the Church of the Wind God and the Church of Light have completely torn their faces, and the two empires of Honoris and Kaiadir are also ready to move, a large number of troops have begun to gather, and grain and grass have also been transported to the border, but they have been in a stalemate.

Because the two sides are obviously the empire will not interfere in the affairs of the church, so now the border line is a Martian seed, maybe today you cook and smoke me, then this big war will begin.

After sending off the children, Cassia pouted and stayed outside the city for a while, as if he was really thinking about something, and then he entered the city and rented a small shop in the bazaar, not far from the church headquarters.

According to him, since you want to teach students, it is better to engage in some side hustles, such as in winter, for example, the people of Kaiadir do not know what hot pot is.

At night, the old Carlando walked slowly into the main hall with his scepter, and although his leg wound had been healed, he was still accustomed to holding on to something.

Looking at the statue of the god of light in the main hall, Carlando's eyes were a little sour, although he said that he wanted to send Alena outside to grow up, but he was already seventy years old, and the gods did not have much time left for him.

Alena will be the next Pope of Light, this is what he has decreed, so how can he not worry when he hears what happened to Sears.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the gods, Alena and the others returned safely, but who is the mysterious person in their mouths? Could it be a conspiracy by the Aeolus Church to capture the past? These still need to be investigated.

"Thank you, Great God of Light. Carlando put one hand on his chest, wanting to kneel down slowly in greetings.

And just as he was bending down, a circle of breeze suddenly rolled up in the hall, and with a bang, the stone door of the hall closed suddenly.

Calando froze in place, frowning, and he got up and doubled his staff in both hands, and cautiously leaned towards the door.

Suddenly, the temple was bright, and Carlando looked back in surprise, only to find that everything around him had changed.

It was no longer a grand hall, but an endless field of wheat, with dusky clouds covering the sky, and at his feet, a blue river was flowing slowly.

There was no one around, only a warm breeze blowing across his face, and just when Callando didn't know why, a voice suddenly sounded in the dim sky.

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Tria, East Side, near the church headquarters.

Alena, Sophia, and Ferrante looked strangely at the store being renovated in front of them, and were in a daze for a while.

Just last night, His Majesty the Pope found them out of nowhere, for some unknown reason, and told them that the Church's courses can be studied selectively, and if there is time, they can also go outside and have a look.

Alena thought of the teacher first, and it must have been the teacher who had consulted with the Pope, but she didn't express her thoughts.

And Sophia ...... She was also basking in the happiness of being able to see the Pope with her own eyes.

It was Ferrante, who was the first to speak his mind after coming out of the temple gate, and also thought that it was a means of Teacher Vikz.

After being stunned outside the door for a while, the three of them walked into the door of the store, only to see Cassia seemed to know that they were coming, and was boiling a pot of water and placing it in the center of the table.

"Teacher, do you want to make soup?" asked Sophia, confused.

Cassia smiled: "Come, come, come, it's cold outside, the store will open tomorrow, how about you taste it today." ”

Looking at Cassia as a tavernkeeper's philistine.

Alena: "......"

Sophia: "......"

Ferrante: "......"

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