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The entire grassland elf tribe has a more complete survival system than the forest elves.

If the forest elf tribe is just a rural town, this is a provincial-level municipality.

At a glance, there are more than a thousand magic towers with more than six floors.

Among them, the number of eight-story and nine-story magic towers that represent cutting-edge combat power also exceeds the number of hands.

"Thousands of mages above the sixth order, nearly twenty mages of the eighth order and ninth order, the combat power of this grassland elf on the bright side is enough to attract my attention." His gaze swept over the magic tower, and Wu Ming's eyes became a little more solemn.

With his current strength, he was surrounded and suppressed by the mage legion, and I am afraid it would be difficult to support it alone.

I believe that if the grassland elves can integrate the entire elven race, they will really have the opportunity to unify the magic continent and seek opportunities to expand outward.

"Good afternoon, Avril!"

"Good afternoon, Sister Anne."

Avril walked in front, greeting the elves she knew from time to time.

Wu Ming followed, his ethereal body fluttering, ghostly hanging behind Avril.

The ancient tree has corridors that ring upwards, connecting one branch after another.

Avril's home is on the third floor, with two rows of coconut trees at the doorway surrounding a two-story attic.

"Crunch..."

Pulling open the door, Avril hung her bow and arrow on the wall, and said without looking back, "Mom, I'm back, I've picked a lot of apples." ”

With a coquettish tone, as if asking for credit.

In the room, a young woman of the elf clan who was six points similar to Avril and was cooking raised her head when she heard the voice: "Aren't you going to make apple pie, why did you come back so late, did you go out to play again?" ”

"Nothing."

Avril stuck out her tongue, hugged the package behind her, and walked to the kitchen: "Mom, look, I picked a lot of apples!" ”

"You..."

The mother and daughter whispered, unaware that there were uninvited guests in the room.

Wu Ming wandered around the room, looking here, looking there, admiring the layout of Avril's home.

After a while, he was a little bored, and looked at Avril Lavigne, who was attracted to him, but he still couldn't understand what was different about this little girl of the elf race.

Ordinary family, ordinary life, ordinary girl.

Wu Ming knew that Avril's attraction to herself definitely did not come from some treasure.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any entity at the moment, and even if he wants to test Avril's physique, it has become an impossible task.

"Mom, when is Dad coming back?" In the kitchen, Avril asked her mother as she made apple pie.

Avril's mother, looking at the sun outside the window, replied, "I should be back soon, he went to your grandfather's mage tower, and said he was coming back for dinner." ”

Half an hour later, apple pie and mushroom soup were on the table.

Avril's father, but he didn't even see a shadow, let alone go home for dinner.

Wait, wait, wait, and another half an hour passed.

Just when Avril couldn't hold back and wanted to find her father, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Little Avril, grandpa has come to see you!"

Outside the wide open door, supported by a middle-aged ranger, an old elf walked in.

This old elf, with eight gold edges embroidered on his silver robe, indicates that this is an eighth-order mage.

"Grandpa!"

Avril had a happy look on her face, greeted her happily, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Dad, why are you here?" ”

"I visited a few old friends and was a little delayed." The old elf touched Avril's hair, and with the support of the middle-aged elf, he sat down at the main seat of the dining table.

Next to him, Wu Ming, who had been watching coldly, stood quietly in mid-air.

Under his gaze, the old elf's flame of life was on the verge of extinguishing, and it could be extinguished at any time.

And the strange thing is that there is a blue fire, which is fused into the red fire of life.

With the blessing of this blue fire, the flame of life, although crumbling, still stood firm and refused to fall, allowing the old elf to survive.

Sensing this special phenomenon, doubts flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

Treasures that can bless life are not common in the medium world.

In this magical world, the top-level existence is the Supreme Mage of the Ninth Order, which is equivalent to the appearance of the small world.

I really don't know what way the old mage in front of me has found a way to continue his life. It stands to reason that in such a low-level world, this kind of power should not exist, let alone be mastered by an eighth-order mage.

"Old man, I'm going to the gates of hell soon, and the one who can't worry the most is Avril. This girl has a very special constitution, she can accumulate magic power, but she can't use magic, and I am worried about her future. Sitting at the dinner table, Avril's father had a little sadness on his face.

Hearing this, the old elf bowed his head slightly, took a sip of mushroom soup, and said: "Avril's affairs are not ordinary, we have discussed it with a few old guys, she should not be suitable for the elven magic system." ”

"Not suitable, Elven Magic System?" Avril's father, with a flash of surprise on his face.

The old elf nodded lightly, with a little solemnity on his face, and said, "We all know that if you want to learn magic, you need to have a mage physique. However, few people know that different magicians have different physiques from each other. Some people are suitable for learning natural magic, and some people are suitable for learning elemental magic, which is a branch under the category of magic.

We, the elven race, use natural magic, and all the elven mages also have a physique that is biased towards this category. But Avril is different, her body is resisting nature, and she is destined to become a nature mage, and only by learning other types of magic can she step into the path of a mage. ”

Speaking of which, except for Avril herself, who didn't care, the three people at the table all looked gloomy.

There are also different types of magic among different races.

For example, the Orcs have shamans, the Fishmen have water sacrifices, and the Dragons have dragon magic.

An elf who can't learn the magic of his own clan has to go outside to learn it.

I have to say, this is a crazy decision, because magic is the supreme weapon for every race to thrive. No race will allow the magic of its own race to flow out, which is equivalent to blocking Avril's mage path in disguise.

"Isn't that there's no way?"

Avril's mother, with sorrow written on her face, sighed: "Avril has a weak physique, and she is not suitable to be a ranger. If the mage can't do it either, she'll be in the future..."

Speaking of the back, Avril's mother had tears in her eyes, and she couldn't say the rest anymore.

Every parent wants their children to get ahead.

In the elf clan, you can't become a ranger, you can't become a mage, and the future of such an elf is worrying.

Although the family knows that Avril's dream is to become a wandering poet.

But the reality is very cruel, how can a wandering poet who has no strength travel the world, and what to do if he encounters danger.

Therefore, Avril cannot become a professional and can only stay in the city in the sky for the rest of her life.

As the little girl herself thought, it is fundamentally impossible to witness the legend when she grows up.

"Poor Avril!" Thinking of her daughter's future, Avril's mother couldn't hold back any longer, covered her mouth and cried.

Seeing her mother crying, Avril leaned forward as if she didn't understand, hugged her mother's arm, and said with a smile: "Mom, you don't have to worry about me, I have my own future!" ”

"Silly boy." Reaching out and touching her daughter's face, Avril's mother didn't say anything, but her eyes were mixed with disbelief.

Seeing her mother's appearance, Avril sighed helplessly and whispered: "Mom, you really don't have to worry about me, I found a magic book in the hands of a wandering merchant, and I can use the magic on it." ”

"Little Avril, what's that book called?"

"Dimensional Summoning..."