The Wizard's Tower has a lot of rooms, and Davuls tend to stay in some of these specific places.

Although it is the center of the Wizard Tower, Davulth is only a remnant soul after all, and he does not have enough energy to control the overall situation, and it is impossible to take care of even the core area at the moment.

"Teacher, is the teacher there?" Arthur ran two rooms to find Davus, the old wizard's favorite place to stay in this particular study.

Rows and layers of bookshelves, all protected by special energies, each book seems to be placed on the shelf in this way, but in fact, for the book itself, they experience a near-static state of time.

Davis couldn't read, but he would often 'daze' at them, and Arthur even heard Davus muttering something to himself several times, and only after listening carefully would he realize that it was the content of a certain book.

Arthur even took the book and read it, and found that one of these words was not bad, and even some additional annotations and revisions on the book were not missing, and the 'memory' made Arthur envious.

"You're here? Didn't you say that there was something to do in the past two days? Has the time passed? "Being in Tarida Vulth all day has no idea of time, and the only immediate way to do that in the past was to look at the energy that has descended on the Overworld.

It wasn't until Arthur's arrival that Davus returned to the concept of time living by days, and in his concept Arthur did leave, but for how long, he did not have this concept.

"Early, this is just the beginning." Arthur had long been accustomed to Davul's timeless style, and this pace of learning was more suitable for him than the urgent countdown teaching method of the half-elves.

Davuls taught a lot each time, but did not force Arthur to remember something, perhaps in the great witch's view, knowledge is for understanding, as long as the essence of truth is understood, then everything else is irrelevant.

"Teacher, I have a question, why did you choose to send the Wizard's Tower to Morado in the first place? Is there something unique about this place that made you choose this place? Arthur had a hint of anticipation, he really wanted to hear what super resources his back mountain had.

If you really want to do this, you won't have to worry about gold coins for the rest of your life, and you can let go of what you want to do, and you don't have to rely so grabbing the little green skin to change the land.

"Something unique? It's a bit unique, isn't it...... Morado? Is this the name of the place now? Ten thousand years can really change a lot of things......" Dawus couldn't help but sigh at the power of time, and his answers were directly off topic.

Arthur wiped his sweat and drank that you had been here for so long, and he didn't even know where he was. However, this is also normal, Dawus was 10,000 years ago, and Morado was only 700 years old.

Maybe in the past, thousands of years, there are still people who have settled here, or maybe for some reason to leave and disappear, 10,000 years is indeed enough for a lot of things to happen, in the blink of an eye, the sea has become a mulberry field, for the old wizard, time is just a concept of existence.

"What's so unique about that? Could it be that there is some secret hidden here? Arthur continued to ask, and if he didn't ask this clearly, he would have come in vain today.

"You don't know? Didn't your elders tell you? Don't...... Have they forgotten about it? "Well, the old wizard said to himself, if Arthur hadn't gotten used to it, he would have thought it was Alzheimer's.

"Know what? Forget what? Arthur was also taken stupid by the old wizard, and then asked himself.

Dar Woodston paused, as if realizing that he had digressed again, and his voice was low, as if he had fallen into a memory from the first time he saw him.

Morado, 10,000 years ago this place was not called Morado, this is the holy land of magic, the greatest place in the heart of the mage.

And there is nothing magical about this land, just because it gave birth to a magician who is great enough to record history, and that is San Mario, the only divine mage in eternity, the closest mortal to the god of mages.

The mage has been without a god since birth, and many people believe that San Mario will eventually transcend the limits of mortals and gods, and become the first being to become a god in the form of a mortal.

However, a sudden change made this mage's holy place completely disgusted, and even life completely left this area in order to forget it, erased its name from all records, and even finally occupied by orcs, and became the target of competition again.

But at this time, no one remembers the name of this place, and no one knows that this place was once great.

"You mean, this is the 'former residence' of my ancestor Demon King San Mario?" Arthur suddenly realized in his heart that his father really didn't spend money indiscriminately, and he probably didn't know where to find a clue to come to Morado to buy this land.

This also explains why the Great Demon is ignorant of this, after the fall of San Mario, he became the Demon King, and it was only after this that he was given to San Mario by the Abyss.

And the land under Arthur's feet, as the magical holy land of human beings back then, must have been an important area to be attacked.

Demons are in their nature, destruction and destruction are in their nature, and even for a soft-surfaced demon like Lilia, Arthur can always feel the destruction hidden in it.

But is there anything here that can attract the frost of winter? Could it be a magic guide from 10,000 years ago? Arthur shook his head, time is no joke, and without a special protective device like Davuls, it would be difficult for anything to survive this long time.

The waste in the other floors of the Wizard Tower is scrapped in this way, in addition to dismantling some scrap metal for recycling, there are also some unique structures, which can also be used for reference.

The origin of the magical world is magic, whether it is positive or negative energy, and matter is only a shell to which magic is attached.

All kinds of staffs, robes, and special magic items only use the magical properties of the matter itself, just like the chemical and electronic industries in Arthur's world, which only fuse these substances without changing them to create other substances.

Of course, the wizarding world also has its own 'nuclear industry', that is, the power of the law, and only those who master this power can see a higher level of life.

Seeing that it is not necessarily reached, Arthur hears a lot from the story of Davus, and finally falls before the final step.

But there are still people who chase higher levels and expect to reach the limits of what they can see.

"It's no wonder that the Wizard's Tower is located here, my father came to Morado, and the Winter Frost is probably because of some records that make those high magisters tempted." Arthur realized that there was really no way to do anything good about this, and blocking those people would probably bring him unforeseen trouble!