Tellock opened the life prophecy, and in an instant he entered a colorful world, in this world, there are four pictures on the left and right that are constantly repeating various images, Tellock seized the time to watch attentively.

The image on the front is a post-apocalyptic scene, with red and black clouds covering the sky city swirling and converging towards a huge volcanic crater below, and the ground around the volcano is cracked one by one, and the crevices are filled with flowing magma. Beyond that, there are dense armies and unknown monsters, and the camera zooms in, and a man wearing a giant horned helmet with three eyes is talking to the soldiers underground, and the first painting ends.

On the left, towering snow-capped mountains, snowflakes in the sky, in one of the valleys, there are countless beasts, trolls, dragons and soldiers holding tomahawks are constantly walking out, among these countless tall figures, the most conspicuous is a crow larger than a sparrow. Despite its hiding in the crowd, Telllock spotted him at a glance.

On the right-hand side, in the endless sea, ships flying skull flags are slowly approaching from below the sea level in the distance, and countless masts are like spearmen in array. There were a huge number of warriors on each ship, shouting, howling, and defiantly out of the frame until they came to shore.

Finally, there is the picture behind him, there is no coherent effect here, only a picture of a human being, simple and crude, but Trlock does not know him, as can be seen from the badge on his clothes and the flag behind him, he is the royal family of the Empire.

"That's not right! That's not right! What now? What about the situation outside? Why is this happening? Is Athel Loren about to perish? Why are there no hints at all? Why?!! Tellock cried out in reluctance, and after a bout of vertigo, Tellock returned to reality.

After the prophecy of life, Terlock's already yellowed body directly began to crack, spreading upwards from below little by little. "There is no way out of this war, Talenik! Take everyone away and watch out for the north and the sea! The road ahead is in humanity, in the Empire! In the heirs of the Roald family! Tell the ancestors of the Durt Ancestors that I am returning, and I hope I will bless you in the future. After Tellock finished speaking, he had no strength to speak anymore, he let himself lie down slowly, facing the sky, looking at the times that had been crooked like trees, quietly waiting for the end of fate, his thoughts had begun to move away, and the sound of war in his ears began to disappear, leaving only the roar of the giant eagle and the roar of the forest dragon.

"Wait! Why is there the voice of a giant eagle and the cry of a forest dragon, whose voices are so close and they are missing? Tellock suddenly opened his yellowed eyes, "Ancestor Du Renze, have they sounded the horn of protection?" Tellock asked weakly Du Renze, who came to his side.

"It's blown, it's been blown a long time ago, but neither the giant eagle nor the forest dragon came, they must have been wiped out or driven away by Marago in advance."

"Impossible! No way! These voices are not auditory hallucinations, they are on them, wait, I used the root of the world to make a prediction, why is there no omen of Athel Loren, even if it is destruction, there should be this omen, Du Renze! Fake! Fake!! Everything is fake!! Hahaha, Athel Loren will not be destroyed, hahahaha......." Tellock's laughter suddenly seemed to be contained, and then the huge body completely dried up and then turned into powder, and the wind blew and disappeared directly under Du Renze's eyes.

"Fake? What fake? "Du Renze doesn't understand, and Talenik doesn't understand. The sound of the giant eagle and the forest dragon? Yes, even if Marago had made a move against the guardians of these forests in advance, it would have been impossible to hide it from everyone in Athel Lorraine. If they hear the call, where are they? Du Renze raised his head and looked at the sky carefully, and suddenly he noticed a shadow flashing in the air, but there was nothing else.

Du Renze seemed to think of something, and immediately began to recall all the information about Marago, but the information he knew was too little, because history records that it was the Bretonnian army that defeated him that year, and it was a tragic victory, and all the war information was not released to the public, so he didn't know anything except that he knew that Malago was a half-worm and half-cow monster and could control a special beetle.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, you are old, you are really old, and you will have to rely on young people in the future." Du Renze has only one way to verify Tellock's words, but he must also pay the price with his life.

"Ancestor Du Renze, what are you going to do? Let's take the people who can go first, Trlock can't die in vain, we must keep some seeds for Athel Loren! By the way, the ancestor of the Durt Ancestor is behind, he can't fight anymore, take him away, we still need him to revitalize!。 Talenik ran over to persuade Du Renze, hoping that he would evacuate first.

"By the time we learned prophecy and the magic of the rings, our fate was already sealed, Talenik, did you remember what Telllock said? Do you need me to retell it to you? Du Renze asked Talenik unhurriedly.

"Ancestor Du Renze! What are you doing? Talenik had some bad premonitions.

"The magic of the rings and the magic of prophecy must be passed on, this is the most powerful magic of our treants, don't lose it." Du Renze handed over his storage items to Talenik.

"You're ......"

"Want to win?"

'Think!'

"Then don't talk nonsense," Du Renze finished speaking, and began to recite a series of jerky and incomprehensible incantations, a language that even Talenik couldn't understand. (Words like Ma Mi Ma Mi Coaxing, I don't understand normal)

Every time Du Renze paused, there was an extra circle of green magic arrays on his body, and there were various patterns and runes on it, a total of nine spells, nine circles of magic arrays, covering half of the battlefield and the era like a tree. The nine magic arrays rotated in an immovable direction at different speeds. It wasn't until Du Renze recited the tenth incantation with difficulty that the nine magic arrays instantly aligned, forming a huge complete magic array.

As soon as the magic circle came out, the entire space slowed down, and the huge coverage area made everyone stop their movements, and slowly looked up, Durt was lying on the ground and had already burst into tears, O'Lane seemed to think of something, and knelt down on one knee in the direction of Du Renze to express his highest respect.

Of course, there are magic other than the eight winds of magic in this world, but they don't belong to any one person, and even the so-called gods are not among them. If you want to use it, you will have to bear the price of your life, the nine-stage magic circle, each section represents a thousand years of life, and no one in the whole world can use it except for the tree man, and no one can learn it, this is the gift of this world to the tree man, as a gift to accompany the growth of this world.