Walking along the path in the woods, through the dark Thakor's Forest, you will see the Elven Capital in the distance, just below the sun.

However, the most attractive thing is not the magnificent elven imperial city, but the large farmland and flower fields outside the city, as well as the tree herdsmen shuttling between the flower fields and farmland, the tree people who are more than 20 meters high are like dancers in the fields, and their heavy and huge bodies can jump lightly between the farmlands, waving their hands to see large pieces of seeds being sprinkled, or patches of farmland being harvested.

Some of the shepherds were sprinkling water, others weeding, and the fields outside Hilph that seemed to spread to the sky were planted, nurtured, and harvested.

"Hey! Stop it! Where did you ...... from?"

"I saw something, a human, we've never seen a human here!"

When Lu Zhiyu walked between the ridges, one of the tree herders walked towards Lu Zhiyu, and on the main trunk sat an elf in a white shirt and linen trousers, the wind blew from a distance, through the wheat fields, and then the golden sunflower on the other side of the blow kept swaying and bowing its head.

Everything is beautiful like a dream, and even the air is filled with colorful bubbles, and the sun is shining and some are not real.

"Maybe it's because it's completely isolated from the real world, and it's gradually disconnected from the world, so it's hard for outsiders to get in."

When Lu Zhiyu walked in, he found that he had passed through an illusory barrier, which completely isolated this place from the real world, and this isolation was gradually strengthening, a powerful force was gradually dividing this place into an independent realm.

"Nothing here is entirely real, but somewhere between the unreal and the real, and the web of arcane power and supernatural power is laid around every corner, and supernatural power is assimilating everything here."

The elves in the trees were very surprised, they looked unscrupulous and very innocent, as if they had never left this place, and had never seen people outside or other races: "Why do you a stranger know that we are laying an arcane network, many elves don't know what we are doing!" ”

Lu Zhiyu shrugged his shoulders and said, "And then I also know that you are dead!" ”

Elf Harold was very surprised: "That's right, when I broke through the fourth level, I failed, but my soul was retained, and there was a qualitative change, but as long as I am here, in Fateasr, I will be the same as when I was alive, but I will never be able to step out of Fateasr, because once I leave here, I will be locked by the star spirit and the will of the world who are in charge of death, and then enter the cycle of death!" ”

Lu Zhiyu: "Is this called Fatasr?" ”

Elf Hadro said proudly: "That's right, only the last step is missing, as long as His Majesty Wendy can succeed, we will sublimate together, and this will become the Fateas fairyland, a fantasy fairyland and soul land belonging to the elves." ”

"Her Majesty the great Wendy is omnipotent, she created the arcane system, walked out of a completely different path from wizards, and even opened up the future of an arcane with herself, and is about to become a mythical arcanist."

Lu Zhiyu nodded: "You are right! ”

Hadro didn't know why, but he felt full of affection for the man in front of him, as if he had endless words, and he even invited him to sit on the body of his fellow tree shepherd, and the arrogant tree herdsman Tatak did not have the slightest intention of resisting.

Sitting on the shepherd's branches, the line of sight could be seen even further, and the whole of Fattasr came into view, and from above, the sun was golden, the wheat fields were golden, and the large sunflowers were golden.

The whole world seems to be dyed with gold, and this scenery is far better than any scenery that Lu Zhiyu has ever seen, far better than the worlds, continents and floating cities of the god capital created by Lu Zhiyu, a guy who has no artistic cells.

Everything was breathtakingly beautiful, as if it felt like the soul was dyed with light in this gold, and it was about to come out of its shell.

"It's really Wendy's style, she always complains about me, saying that the things I build are vulgar and not beautiful!" Lu Zhiyu muttered unconsciously.

Lu Zhiyu knows the Hill language, and knows that Fateasr means the land of souls in the language of the elves.

After reading the entire Fattasr, Lu Zhiyu understood the meaning of this independent realm, which was the key that Wendy used to break through the seventh-level mythical arcanist, he combined the power of all the arcanists, combined the arcane ancient tree, laid the arcane network in Fattasr, and completely assimilated this area through the arcane network and enchantment, so as to become the controller of this realm and advance to the seventh-level mythical arcanist.

The power of the Arcane Network and the Mythical Arcanist will permeate every corner of this place, and this place will become a special place between the real, the transcendent, and the unreal, and a paradise isolated from the world.

"In the later stage, he can even expand the domain to the entire continent, and after mastering the power of space, he will separate it into a half-plane, break away from this world, ascend to the plane wall or directly enter the astral boundary, and thus become an eighth-level mythical arcanist."

Lu Zhiyu saw Wendy's vision and the future of the Arcanist, and also saw the shadow of his own path to the gods, but it was different, with a unique elven style and Wendy's color.

The shepherd walked towards the Elven Capital, across a large wheat field, the distant city wall enlarged little by little, and the shadow of the city began to appear, Lu Zhiyu saw the round palace building like a cake in the center of the Elven Capital, built layer by layer, with statues of men and women and various races on the huge columns of the outer corridor, as well as the elves' favorite sky corridor and fountain.

"That's the Arcane Ancient Tree, the core of the Arcane Network, the foundation for carrying the power of the Arcane and building the Wonderland!" Hadro pointed to the Arcane Ancient Trees in the city that had been upgraded from the Ancient Trees of the Enchantment War, each of which was hundreds of meters tall and resembled pillars of optimus.

Their torsos no longer resemble trees, but feel as if they have crystallized, like giant crystal trees, refracting thousands of colored rays of light in the sunlight.

"All the information here, every grain of sand and even air, is recorded in the Arcane Ancient Tree, and the model of Fatasr is constructed, and we can build Fatasr according to some of our own ideas, whether it is light, temperature, climate, environment."

"And that's just for now, after becoming mythical wizards, we can reinvent everything here."

The elf Hadro didn't realize at all that some of what he said was already information that the elf could not spread to the outside world, especially at this critical moment, there was only excitement and excitement left in his heart.

"This is not just the credit of one person, nor is it something that a seventh-level mythical arcanist can do, it requires all the strength of all the elven arcanists to gather here to be able to do it." Lu Zhiyu saw this, and I have to say that the path of the seventh-level Mythical Arcanist is very strong, but this is also a drawback, when they become a Mythical Arcanist, they will be extremely difficult.

Lu Zhiyu watched as the tree herder stopped outside the city, and at this time, a fierce light vibrated from the crystallized arcane ancient tree and transmitted to the entire territory of Fateasr.

"It's ...... It's already started, I forgot, I'm going back to this ceremony as soon as I'm done with my work! ”

Hadro was excited, and looked at the city, Lu Zhiyu also knew that at this moment, all the arcanists in the elven capital were standing on a fixed node, a fourth-level and fifth-level arcanist controlled the arcane ancient tree, and the arcane spars on the foreheads of countless low-level arcanists shimmered and merged into this power.

And hundreds of thousands of Ancient Trees of Life, Ancient Guardian Trees, and Tree Shepherds in the city have joined it, stabilizing the entire arcane network, and a large amount of magic power on the network constructed by spiritual power is constantly circulating, and the entire Fatasr that is stirring has changed color.