At night, the waters of the Well of Eternity take on a dark indigo hue. www.biquge.info It is only when Ms. Bai pokes her head out of the clouds that it looks sparkling in the moonlight. Countless silver lights flickered on the surface of the lake, as if the little stars in the sky had fallen on the vast water of the lake.

It's just that the source of the power of all the Night Elves, the surface of this indigo lake is beginning to darken. It was as if a cloud of ink had come from nowhere, dripping into the lake, and the darkness seeped slowly but inexorably into the surroundings, to the deepest part of the lake. It's just that no matter how much it penetrates the surroundings, its blackness has not weakened in the slightest, but the originally clear lake water around it has become turbid and slowly assimilated, showing an abnormal color of black mixed with dark green.

But at the same time, the energy that overflowed from the Well of Eternity was more active. Most of them are going in one direction as if they were being inspired.

The place of miracles, built next to the Well of Eternity, is still singing and dancing tonight to please its mistress, and is full of laughter.

There is one place in this lively court that is now extremely quiet.

It was a tower that hung above the Well of Eternity. A slender figure gracefully walked up the corridor leading to the tower. She carried her silk dress and ascended the dark and silent spiral staircase, her silver eyes shining in the darkness.

As she approached her destination, she heard the mages chanting softly, the sound of which made the corners of her mouth rise unconsciously. Vaski wasn't a great archmage, but that didn't stop her from judging the surprising intensity of the magical elements in the air. For the Night Elves, this concentration made her as intoxicating as if she had drunk a strong wine. Vaskey shook her head, struggling to keep herself awake, restrained her attempted spell, and stopped in front of the guards who stopped her at the door.

"Hello, Dear Ms. Vaschi, Password." One of them spoke.

Who doesn't know this favorite female official of Ishara, and there are not a few admirers in the court, but they have their own accusations.

Vaschi nodded his head in satisfaction with their rigorous attitude, and said the password for the day. Only then was the guards let him in.

It was a large, isolated stone chamber, and the magic inside was far less than that of the corridor outside.

Because all the energy in it is gathered in a magic array, and in the eyes of the array, there is a piece of jade floating in the air. With it at its center, the dancing magical energy tightly wrapped around it layer by layer, forming a thick and terrifying sphere. In the sphere, the magical elements continue to replicate themselves. The inside of the sphere folded up, as if to devour itself.

Next to the magic array, the slender creature was dressed in a turquoise pearlescent robe, and the robe was trimmed with silver trim with nature patterns, intertwined with hexagonal patterns, and hung to the ground. In the center of the pattern, there are many esoteric ancient fonts, which seem to be the finishing touch. The Night Elves chanted their spells silently, their silver, pupilless eyes glittering under their turbans. As the magic manifested in the pattern, sweat seeped from their dark purple skin. In the midst of such hard spell casting, no one had time to pay attention to Vasqui.

So Vasqi's gaze swept over, and those eyes as charming and amorous as cat's eyes quickly found the goal of her trip. She walked over to the man's side and waited silently.

It's foolish and presumptuous to disturb a mage's spellcasting, but if the mage himself can stop, that's a different story.

Savis lowered his hand and took a few steps back. He beckoned, and the magician apprentice in the corner immediately handed over a silver platter with a basin of water and a clean silk handkerchief on it. Savis cleaned his hands with the water from his plate, then picked up a silk handkerchief and pressed the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Dear lady, have you brought her will to the Light of the Light?"

"Yes." Vaski nodded, then she straightened up and said in a serious manner, "The Light of Light wants to know your progress, Savis. So much time has passed, and you should know what it can be like to disappoint the Light in the Light. ”

"I haven't wasted a single minute or a second." Savis continued to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The sweat that poured out was not because he was weak or timid, but because he did expend a lot of energy.

Vaschi also saw it, but she still unhappily expressed the attitude that she should have as a female official loyal to the empress. "No one can let the Light of a Thousand Moons down, dear Counselor. If your failure prevents the Children of the Stars from enjoying themselves, no matter how many reasons you have, you will not be forgiven. ”

"Dear Vasqi, believe me, if such a thing happens, I will not forgive myself." Savis replied with great sincerity and courtesy.

"I agree with your devotion to the great Child of Light, Savis. But hold on, the Light of a Thousand Moons needs your results, not your heart. Vaschi urged him a few more words before turning away.

Savis looked at the back of Vaschi leaving, and in an elegant but fierce posture, he threw the handkerchief in his hand on the apprentice beside him hatefully.

After taking a sip of the energy-replenishing potion, Savis rubbed his temples and returned to the group of mages who cast spells, continuing to supervise the wizards of the upper elves in their study of magic.......

He slowly approached the magic circle, leaned towards the ball of light in the magic circle, and observed it carefully.

"It's amazing." He whispered. The closer you get to the sphere, the more you can feel the intense energy overflowing. Harvey suspected at the time that the Well of Eternity had only mined some of its surface energy. In fact, the name of the Well of Eternity is so accurate, and the more you know about it, the more you can appreciate its endless energy. The Well of Eternity is very deceptive. In fact, it exists in thousands of dimensions, thousands of places at the same time.

The upper elves do their best to absorb its energy from all angles and levels.

The sheer potential of the light sphere's energy made Harvey shake as well.

The energy and colors that others can't see, his prosthetic eyes can see them all. Such energy has a great attraction to suck him into it. The magic grasped him firmly, filled his body and his soul, satisfied him, and once again doubted - wasn't this energy enough?

Finally...... How far away will that god be from him?