Council of the Sages.

"How long are you prepared to let that Chaos Demon run wild with Nolan! His influence in Nolan is almost comparable to that of the Council of the Sages! ”

The man in red slapped the round table angrily, his angry tone as if to spit flames.

This time, the discussion of the Sage Council was about the question of where to stay after coming to the Demon Realm with the demons.

But the anger of the red-clothed man did not resonate with the other four sages present.

"Crohill!" The red-clothed man looked at the yellow-clothed man Crohill who was sitting beside him with some irritability.

The Man in Yellow was once one of his supporters.

"I'm ashamed of your attempts to take other people's possessions!"

The man in yellow glared at the man in red abruptly, then closed his eyes and stopped getting involved in the conversation.

"Actually, you've got a wrong question from the beginning, Mohiraf." At this time, the gray-clothed man stood up and smiled and said, "The magic net is self-aware, it is not us who chooses it, but it chooses us. ”

"Then this thing shouldn't be in Nolan! Haven't you thought about the horror that a small letter can call on tens of thousands of people to do anything! Nolan shouldn't have such a dangerous ...... Magic. ”

The Redcoat is referring to the 'Hearthstone Bounty' time that once happened, when a bounty appeared on the Spellcaster Forum.

That is, whoever catches an orc called 'Beauty' will be rewarded with a golden legendary card.

On the day of this bounty, the whole of Nolan did not know how many dwarves poured into the underworld to hunt down the 'beauty'.

"But you can't ignore the progress that the web has brought about." Behind the gray-clothed man, a large number of magic web interfaces suddenly appeared, and a large number of words jumped on the magic web interface, and these words represented countless messages "Human beings have never had such an efficient way of communication, and I firmly believe that the magic web itself is the direction of human progress in the future." ”

After the gray-clothed man said this, the interface behind him suddenly disappeared, and he calmly looked at the red-clothed man who was much younger than him and said.

"Exploring the unknown always takes risks, but we still want to understand new knowledge and reach unknown lands, isn't this the nature of spellcasters, or human beings?"

When the man in red stood up and was about to refute the man in gray, the man in white, who had been silent beside him, suddenly raised his hand and motioned for the man in red to sit down.

The Man in White is the oldest spellcaster and the greatest spellcaster in all of Nolan, and his own existence is Nolan's history.

The sage, aged enough to stand up and walk without crutches, looked at the man in gray.

"Rursk, tell me about your research."

When the topic of 'research' was raised, the expression on the face of the gray-clad man became solemn and serious.

He tapped lightly on his magic array, and the interface of the magic net appeared behind the gray-clothed man, revealing a picture of a book.

All the sages present knew this book... This is a lost ancient book, a relic found in the underground ruins of Nolan, which records things related to the civilization of the underground ruins.

The gray-clad man, the most gifted of the seven sages, spent his entire life deciphering a very small part of it.

"I have mentioned to you that there is some terrible existence that sleeps in this world in ancient books." The Grey Man whispered, "Linking the information from the Desireless in the Holy Cult Nation and recent events, it is almost certain that this is inextricably linked to the Inquisition, as well as ...... It is very likely that the Elven World Tree is the Seal. ”

"You said it was just a conjecture." The man in purple finally spoke.

"But there's a good chance it's already happening!"

The Man in Yellow also intervened in the conversation, and he asked the Man in Gray to flip through the photo of the magic net behind him, and the photo presented on the magic net instantly turned into an elf.

An elf with long blond hair and turquoise eyes.

"This is a 'stowaway' caught by Nolan's law enforcement team this morning, and he has mentioned the prophecy of 'disaster is coming.'" Said the man in yellow.

"High Elf..."

The Redman recognized a race that should have disappeared from the world.

Even in the libraries of Nolan's various colleges, there are few records related to the High Elves.

And now a living High Elf has appeared in Nolan.

"What to do? Destroy the kingdom of the Holy Religion? The purple-clothed man said in a calm tone that the only possible solution was at the moment.

"Nolan must remain absolutely neutral."

The man in white interrupted the purple-clad man's terrifying thoughts.

"Nolan's neutrality is a must, so the World Tree is the key to the seal, what the Inquisitors have done is enough to prove that they are deliberately destroying the Elves' World Tree, and the Frost Elves' World Tree is lucky not to have been destroyed, all we can do at the moment is to protect this World Tree." Said the man in gray.

"The Sacred Tree of the Frost Elves is too weak." The man in white spoke, his voice full of concern, "I don't think it can still be part of the seal. ”

"My apprentice told me that the nourishment of the World Tree is the belief or worship of living beings."

During his time at the Hearthstone Tavern, the Purple Cloak learned a lot of information related to the World Tree.

"I think that's the answer."

The Grey Man beckoned, and four owls flew into the Council of Sages, each with a letter tossed in front of the other four Sages.

"What is this?"

The man in red did not open the envelope, and there was a faint magic fluctuation in the letter, which was used to distinguish the authenticity.

"Tickets to concerts." The man in gray stroked the owl chick curled up in his beard.

"Play what?"

This time, the man in red was completely stunned.

"Frost Elf Tailin, the holder of the World Tree, and the most popular host of the Nolan Voice, is the ticket for the concert called 'Greetings', the general admission ticket costs ten gold coins, but the black market price is around one hundred to three hundred gold coins, this is a VIP ticket." Said the man in gray.

"Ridiculous!!"

When the man in red heard this, he immediately shouted rudely.

In such a holy council of sages, tickets to the opera house were openly taken out ... This is an act of blasphemy in the eyes of the Red-Cloaked.

He looked at the Man in Yellow, who should have felt the same anger as he did at this time.

Sure enough, the man in yellow threw the ticket in front of him directly to the man in gray, but the sage's next sentence made the man in red wonder if his familiar friend had been replaced.

"I bought this thing a long time ago." The man in yellow glanced at the man in purple next to him and said, "Otherwise, my apprentice will definitely start messing around again, so I bought two VIP seats, and you can keep this one for yourself." ”

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