Myron looked at the stone statue in front of him.

It is a lifelike gargoyle that is often placed under the walls of the cemetery to ward off evil grave robbers and necromancers.

Its face is that of a crow, its long snout resembles a bird's beak, and its beak is tightly packed with sharp teeth.

It was small, like a dwarf or a Kander, but its fingers were full of sharp claws, allowing it to tear through boulders and trees with ease.

It also has a pair of bat wings on its back, with sharp teeth at the tips – just for the sake of pretty.

Born from a stone statue by an evil force, it is invulnerable and can be quickly restored even if it is attacked by magic.

The combat power of a gargoyle is comparable to that of five elven rangers. Five gargoyles will challenge the Ranger General!

Only light can kill gargoyles completely, comparable to the bright light of daylight.

It was supposed to be alive, however......

And yet that damned, newcomer Maia actually shot a light at it!

Lady Valda Elantre, have you finally sent your own Maia?

Myron turned around and went downstairs, suddenly finding that there was a vacancy in his collection cabinet!

Vacancy is not tolerated, which means that the collection cannot be aligned up and down. And if one bottle is lost, then the rest is an even number, and there is no "bottle in the middle". He always carefully ensured that the bottles on the shelves were "9", which was a "3" times the "3", the largest single digit, and the middle number was "5", and "5" was the "3rd" prime number......

Looking at the jagged shelves, Myron was furious, and a red light appeared in his eyes, and the red light turned into flames.

He flicked his elven robes and walked over to the fireplace, reaching for ...... Take...... Take the materials he used to cast spells, and now there's only an empty cup in that position!

A whole bowl of dark essence collected from the depths of the Dark Forest!

This was one of the purposes for him to move to the Dark Forest, spending a lot of time and energy every day, and now, someone stole it!

Myron took a handful of silvery-white sand from his robe and threw it into the pyre in the fireplace.

The moment the silver sand touched the pyre, a silver-white flame erupted.

"My collections, my materials, where are they?" Myron couldn't bear it anymore and asked Flame angrily. He is ready to do whatever it takes to retrieve his collection and spellcasting materials.

The flame split into two wisps, and a cloud of white light emerged in the middle.

In the white light, the forest retreated rapidly, and the trees pulled out afterimages.

Myron frowned and looked at it for a while, feeling that the world was spinning, his feet were weak, and he was nauseous and vomiting...... He forced himself to look away, clinging to the fireplace wall, clenching his fists: "You killed my pets, destroyed my vaults, and stole my materials...... You have already dug your own grave!

He looked up suddenly: No, you will not go to the grave, you will become the new collection and materials!

Especially you, the new Maia!

……

……

After a long and galloping journey, the chocobo turned into a trail. After just turning a corner, everyone was stunned by two huge elven stone statues - except for Irwen.

These two stone statues were hundreds of meters high, and even if Zheng Yi and the others stood on the mountain, they were only about equal to the position of their chests.

At night, the stone statues emit a pale blue halo that can even illuminate their faces.

With a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, they do not welcome uninvited guests.

"You're home." Zheng Yi said.

He had just heard Annu Tasamet whispering and the countdown was over. At the same time, he also sensed the fatigue of this world, and gently reminded him to leave for a while.

To be honest, Zheng Yi sometimes really doesn't understand what these "world consciousnesses" are thinking, who does he think of? Could it be a foot man who comes and goes when he is called?

You might be able to give yourself the pseudonym "Fortman"!

……

"We have to continue through the Misty Forest, and we can't afford to delay." Stone said calmly. He licked his lips and felt that it would be better if he could go for a glass of water.

They had already drunk two barrels of wine and quite a few reserves of water along the way. Fortunately, Maiya next to her can always conjure water, otherwise she should die of thirst.

Before Irwen could speak, she heard the sound of a horn coming from the canyon.

Rozolyn do Ryan is a region, a kingdom, and a city. It is hidden in a canyon, and under the protection of Lady Yavanna, no one can find this canyon in the misty forest, let alone see the hidden city in the canyon.

Unless there is a guide from the elves of Tellariel.

Zheng Yi looked behind the giant stone statue, which was a forest in the middle of the canyon, flashing blue and orange points of light.

"This is not a friendly trumpet." Zheng Yi said with a smile.

"Well, this is a misunderstanding, I'll explain it to my father." Irwen said without confidence.

Stone and Kalmont looked at Zheng Yi and hoped that he would make a decision.

Now Zheng Yi has replaced Yi Erwen's captaincy, and he has quite a prestige among everyone.

Although he himself does not need this status.

Zheng Yi sensed the tiredness of this world, as if he couldn't rest if he didn't walk it, he said:

"You can rest here. Stone, Calmon, I must leave to attend to a little thing, and if we stagger it, meet at the Silver Castle. ”

The trumpet sounded again, and flocks of birds flew in the air. They are not just awakened birds, but also companions and scouts of the Elves of Telleriel.

Yi Erwen reluctantly returned the "tulip" to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi put away the chocobo, took the "tulip", and said loudly: "Close your eyes!" ”

Knee-jerk reaction.

Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes. Soon they noticed that there was no bright light, and when they opened their eyes, there was no longer the figure of Maia in front of them.

Where Maia once stood, an old flask remained.

Irwen squatted down, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she felt her mouth dry, as if she had been basking in the scorching sun all day. The instinct for self-preservation made her take two steps back and look at the sky, not knowing what to do with the gift she had left behind.

To be honest, this was not Zheng Yi's original intention.

Zheng Yi originally planned to bring this wine jug and the light dust inside back to the gray mist and study it carefully. However, when he spat out the word "Iruiluvida", he instantly rose into the sky and entered the starry sky—as he had done so many times before. But when he entered the realm of seven lights from the starry sky, he felt a lightness on his waist, and when he turned around, he saw the wine jug quietly poured on the ground, and Irwen was about to crouch down to pick it up.

The "membrane" between the Seven Realms of Light and the starry sky stripped away the power on the ring at the same time.

Zheng Yi stood on the gray mist, looking at the ring and the sapphire. The stars could no longer be seen in its mirror, and it could no longer provide him with spiritual power. The aura of the high position on its body was all left in Ijuiruvida.

The only evidence that proves it's not an ordinary ring is the golden text.

It was still flickering and confiding textual information, but Zheng Yi couldn't decipher it.

Zheng Yi looked around, and there was one more hourglass composed of gray mist. One has already run out, and the other is just beginning. He sensed the flow rate, and it would be about ten days before he could enter Ijuiluvida again.

Annu-Tasamet sensed Zheng Yi's return, and the cluster emerged from the gray mist, calling in a low voice.

Zheng Yi glanced down at his "Overworld", that civilization struggling to survive in the desert, nearly a hundred people were circling around the hut he had left, it was obviously not a good time to go back.

"Annu Tasamet ......"

Zheng Yi cast his gaze at it, and his body immediately flew towards the star cluster. The moment he left the gray mist, he heard a clang, and the Star Ring remained on the gray mist, refusing to go to that world.