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Are we too vulnerable? Aine couldn't help but reflect on herself. Indeed, compared to the strength of the legend in the game before he came to this world, the attainment of only the second ring is a little pitiful. Otherwise, if he had the strength at that time, he would really not be in his eyes about this giant positive energy element.

But what Ain didn't know was that the positive energy element he encountered just now already had the level of an elder. And the level is almost legendary - but not as aggressive in a strict setting.

When he recalled that when he first came to this world, he could only run away in the face of the rolling bone frame, and finally led to the death of his parents in this world, Ain's fists couldn't help but tighten.

Because he fled to Winterfell in too much hurry, he lost contact with this former childhood sweetheart of the body; Later, on the way to escape, he was separated from the little maid who had taken care of him since childhood; After coming to Winterfell, he lived in extreme poverty, and lost all his dignity as a nobleman, so how many eyes did the old butler Marrington receive......

And now the end of the Northwest Fortress, he doesn't have the strength to take charge alone, otherwise Warneburg is probably still standing there strongly.

Indeed, it is his own arcane attainments that are too low. In the face of these catastrophes, even if you have experienced it once, you know the development of things; Even if you have a pool of magic energy, you can release spells in a concentrated manner, and you have a strong endurance, you can't get rid of the fate of being crushed.

To be strong, to be strong, to be strong......

Aine couldn't help but have some magical obstacles, and the obsession of becoming stronger expanded in his heart. The mage's mind had already surfaced that after he became stronger, he began to turn the tide and dominate life and death. Drew's skeleton was shattered, the bone dragon fell, the vampires surrendered, and the lich had to sacrifice his lifebox to avoid total destruction.

At this time, the voice that belonged to Ain before sounded again.

If violence is used to counter violence, how many lives will be destroyed? There is a balance between high-level forces, and if he makes such a casual move, what kind of charcoal will Reesel's creatures receive?

And if you really become strong, can you still stick to your heart? Maybe you will kill decisively, and if you encounter something unsatisfactory, you will run over it directly......

But the stronger voice is stimulating Aine again and again - if you don't have the strength, you can't even shelter the people around you and the country where you once poured your feelings into it, what is the difference between this and salted fish?

Contradiction. The mage's mind was now a mess, and two thoughts were tangled in his mind.

"Alright, so be it." It seemed like a long time before Ain fought violently. Because of the violent movements, it also caused the mage's head to be a little dizzy due to insufficient blood supply.

"I am who I am." Ain's tone was very determined, "Maybe I'm not strong enough right now, but I can always protect those around me." There are some things that can't be rushed, and I think that's what Mr. Legend thinks. ”

The darkness around him began to shrink around Ain, revealing the dark purple room.

Line after line of ancient Nethian script appeared in front of Iron.

"It turned out to be the ...... of the Hall of Illusions" The mage couldn't help but have some heart palpitations, if he had been a little more attached to the power just now, he might have to be immersed in this illusion forever until he stopped breathing.

"But the feeling of having power is still so evocative." Aine still remembered the feeling he hadn't felt in five or six years, and sighed.

After reading down the ancient Nether language, Ain realized that this hall of illusion was one of the more difficult halls in the entire legendary ruins. And starting from this hall, break through every hall, and there will be a reward.

The darkness that had just shrunk to Iron's feet began to float forward, turning into a black ball in front of Al Ain, and then shattering violently.

And then? Nothing left......

However, Aine felt a surge of magical energy rush into his body, as if he was carrying some message.

However, Aine didn't check this information for the first time, but instead looked at the content that followed.

"Maybe some of the toys given to you in each hall are not the best, but they must be the most suitable things according to the consciousness I left.

"For example, what was just given to you is the knowledge you need. Although you broke through the illusion hall of illusion, my consciousness still feels that you have the kind of ** that becomes strong from your heart, and it is the kind of ** that becomes stronger in a way that does not favor the evil camp. Your thirst for knowledge is something I rarely see. The Arcanist Empire has just been established, and there are very few people like you in this youthful empire...... I don't know how many years have passed, and what will happen to our juniors......"

Seeing this, Aine seemed to feel a trace of sadness from these cold words.

"I can't go back, I hope what I left behind will be useful to you. From this hall onwards, there should be no more danger to your life in the halls that go from there. Once you're in the ruins, there's more to ...... than you can be."

The Gunether words that were left behind were getting fainter and fainter, but Aine could read the emotion in the cold words.

Could it be that some great arcanist in the early days of the Arcanist Empire fell in this White Mountain Range? The mage couldn't help but guess, but he couldn't figure it out. When he was in the game in his previous life, he didn't invest too many skill points in history, and he could only say that his historical knowledge was enough. As for the forum, there is no such detailed background information, so it is also useless to look up through the bookshelf in the mage's own mind.

Eventually, Aine sighed and began to feel the knowledge he had just gained.

It's all about feeling some of the skills of the third layer of the magic net? Isn't it said that the great arcanists of the Arcanist Empire disdain to use the magic web, and in the end they all fight against the gods?

Ain was also dumbfounded when he saw this information, and he didn't expect that some of the popular rumors he had heard in the game in his previous life were not so true.

After a little overview of this gift, Ain felt that as long as he built more and released some three-ring spells, it would not be difficult to connect to the third layer of the magic net.

However, this hall of illusion is not a suitable place for Ain to feel the knowledge and then connect to the next layer of the magic net to advance. After looking around a little, a not-so-conspicuous passage on the right wall came into the mage's eyes.