…… Damn, I was peeped at by that peew when I was talking just now.

Roland's face froze.

I'm afraid that the whole process of opening Marco's mouth cannon is under the observation of that pee.

It seems that Ann Ruosi means far more to stargazers than Roland imagined.

His previous idea was to trick An Ruosi into sneaking into the White Tower with him.

Now that he's been invited by the Stargazers, he's saved from the trouble of discovering his faction by detecting the Enchantment, but he's creating new ones.

In the presence of stargazers, all lies are like fiction. Coupled with the intense curiosity that stargazers bring to the origins of "exploration", it is easy to say something that should not be said.

Roland knew very well in his heart that that silver-haired Zhengtai was not easy to fool at all.

Don't look at him as a peewee, but he's not really human, he's a winter elf.

Palbutchico was an important member of the Winter Fruit Society before entering the White Tower, he lived for nearly a thousand years, and has been active all over the world since the Sun Age when the Sages were still there, and he has watched the whole process of the Sun King's theft of divine power, the betrayal of the Guardians, the birth of the undead, and the burning of Elcart into a desert, and knows no less than Roland knows.

If nothing else, the astrowizard profession was developed by him.

It stands to reason that even the Winter Elves are dying of old age in eight hundred years.

But it just so happens that the origin of Palbchiko is "exploration".

Because of the influence of the origins, the spirit of exploration that is completely integrated into the style of doing things makes Palbchiko unwilling to die.

In any case, he wanted to know what was hidden behind the Wall of Aum, what was the nature of the authority of the Sage, and he wanted to know more and more, and he must not die here.

However, he was unwilling to transform himself into an undead.

He knew in his heart that that incomplete immortality was just an unforgettable curse.

I can feel the rot of the flesh on my body at every moment of every day. At first, I will feel pain for this, and I will feel happy that I have replaced and repaired my body, but after a while, I am afraid that I will only numb myself to prepare antiseptic measures for my replaced body.

Habit is such a scary thing.

Even if the vast majority of the undead of the first generation were long-lived species, they could not survive the pain of decay every moment of the day. Sooner or later, physical decay leads to spiritual decay, just by looking at the ridiculous undead who are so empty that they begin to believe in gods.

Therefore. Palbchiko secretly completed an experiment, an experiment on how to replenish lifespan.

With his intellect and the information collected by the Winter Fruit Society, he quickly completed his research and gained a near-eternal lifespan.

Palbchiko is sober, though. He soon realized what would happen if his research was popularized, so he destroyed it completely after using it for himself.

This is complete -- meaning that he destroyed all of his experimental assistants along the way.

It was precisely because Roland knew the essence of this silver edamame that he felt a slight bitterness in his heart.

Among the masters of the Five Towers, except for Anvilia. It's this peew that has the most ruthless means.

And Roland couldn't run if he wanted to.

In front of this being, who seems to have opened a full-picture hanging, Roland will be found no matter where he hides.

And his friend Clavi is one of the very few wizards with the ability to travel in the astral plane, and his teleportation can cover the whole world without an error of more than three meters.

That's why Marco didn't dare to attack them even at the risk of being deceived by Roland.

Because if what Roland said was true, then after killing either of the two of them, Marco would not have survived for more than three seconds.

Not to mention Marco, even the gods didn't dare to attack this bean ding.

Roland, who understands the plot, knows very well that this world has been destroyed. The world of Faense is just a small shelter, and there are no stars in the sky at all.

The stars were actually illusions of the light of the gods' kingdom penetrating the walls of Orm and falling to the ground.

Before the Sage leaves. When night falls, the Wall of Orm radiates gentle energy to the ground, nourishing all things and making it easy to mobilize mana.

At the same time, these energies can also prevent life from traveling to the astral plane in a soul state, so that mortals cannot become gods.

Ever since the Sun King reversed the direction of the radiation of the Wall of Aum. One by one, the Guardians of the Earth went to the Astral Plane to establish themselves as gods, and at all times they were able to enjoy the power provided to them by the Law of Aum, while the mages on the ground lost their ability to cast spells, and the wizards were born at that time.

However, after these false gods entered the astral plane, they found out after a period of elation. The radiation from the Aum Wall trapped them in the astral plane, preventing them from going to the Nether.

There is only one way to get the gods to go to the lower realm.

That is for the wizards on the ground to find a way to reverse the wall of Aum again.

But then, the gods will not be able to resist the rejection of Aum's law, and all that cannot be contained will fall to the ground. Even those who don't want to be in the lower realm will be implicated and fall into mortals together.

As it happens, Palbchiko got a way to reverse the wall of Aum from the information collected by the Winter Fruit Society.

The so-called "borrowing power from the trajectory of the stars" by the astrological wizards is actually drawing power from the pact signed between Palbchiko and the gods.

To summarize the contents of the contract briefly, it means that I have released a delayed reversal spell, and you must take turns to transfer the overflowing power of the Wall of Orm to the astrowizards according to the trajectory of the kingdom of God, or you will wait to play the jumping machine.

After all, the first generation of false gods is basically the same age as the first generation of wizards, and Palbchiko has no reverence for these false gods at all.

In fact, the principles of spell casting are not much different from those of several other wizards. In short, it is to steal the power of the overflow of the Wall of Aum through various means, but there are not many people like Palbutchiko who are clearly threatened.

For these reasons, the gods who have been accustomed to it for hundreds of years have long been murderous towards wizards.

Even if the White Tower doesn't die, sooner or later these gods will find a reason to kill it.

So Roland never had the idea of stopping the White Tower from collapsing.

He believed that, not to mention the other great wizards, Palbchiko must have expected this.

Palbchiko knew so many things that if Roland was about to say something he shouldn't have said, he wouldn't have to think about the layout in the back...... The contents of his head will definitely be wiped clean by the brain-eating demon raised by Palbchiko's family. By the way, it is estimated that the inside of the brain will be cleaned up, and it is not a problem to raise fish and flowers.

“…… What did your teacher say? ”

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Roland asked An Ruosi.

If Palbchiko couldn't wait for Clavi to teleport Roland directly, he really couldn't play.

At that time, in order not to be cut into the brain, Roland's only means is to call the parents.

However, once the Elder Sleep Master comes, everything after that will be disrupted.

However, if Palbacko didn't realize how "erudite" Roland was, but was only interested in Roland's knowledge, Roland would still be able to find a way to deal with the past.

The worst thing is that even if Roland is hypnotized and then tells all the secrets himself.

As long as Palbchiko doesn't use the last resort and directly lets the brain-eating demon eat his brain and read his memory, Roland will not only not be able to die, but will also get Palbchiko's protection and many benefits.

"The teacher said that he is now preparing a very important experiment, and he can't get out of it for the time being," An Ruosi seemed to be embarrassed by this style of acting that invited others and made others wait, he scratched his head, and his voice couldn't help but be much quieter, "He said, I hope you can reach the White Tower in half a month, and he will find you in person after the experiment...... I'm sorry, Mr. Roland, but teachers rarely put down their experiments to do anything else......"

"No, nothing, I can understand."

Roland smiled at An Ruosi, his heart finally fell into his belly, and he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

…… It's great that the mentor is on top.

What other important experiments could Palbchiko have?

At this time, there is only one answer to this question - interstellar travel.

Palbchiko found a way to enter the astral plane with his body, and under the influence of his origins, he had a strong desire to see what the other side of the astral plane was like.

Although for some reason, Palbchiko prepared for interstellar travel three months earlier than in history, but as long as Palbchiko entered the astral boundary, let alone a month, he would definitely not be able to return within three months.

And when he returned, the White Tower had even been captured by the gods, and the ambush against him had been set up layer by layer, and Palbchiko would not have time to "talk" with Roland at all.

The best-case scenario is that the silver-haired Shota is killed before he meets Roland.

Roland's heart was full of malice.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes.

That's it...... As long as the time of the collapse of the White Tower is pushed forward, then there will be more time left for the gods to ambush him, and maybe they can kill him in one round, leaving him without leaving him any chance.

Suddenly, Roland regretted telling An Ruosi about Merlin before. But in retrospect, the chaos didn't have to be caused by the wizards themselves.

Just give Roland some time-

"So, let's go to the White Tower now, I just want to meet a few of my former friends."

Roland calmed down and said casually.

"Huh? What about Uncle Cruvine and Miss Claudia? Let them wait for us here? ”

"Stupid, of course you have to take them. Let's go, we'll go to them now—" (To be continued......)