Even if you can walk among the stars as a mortal, some sights are awe-inspiring.

Jupiter (the eponymous planet of the Atas Galaxy, three times the mass of Jupiter in the Solar System) is terrifyingly large even when viewed from millions of Palesans, but at the same time stunningly beautiful. The high self-transfer of its atmosphere forms many colored streaks, and the huge eye of the storm can be clearly observed from space. This gigantic gas giant is surrounded by a magnificent and colorful halo, like a necklace around the white neck of the goddess. Part of the halo is obscured by the shadow of the parent star, like a few missing gems from the necklace.

Sadiri knew that those auras were actually reflecting the light of the dark sun, which made her feel comfortable. Sunlight enters her body and brings her a steady stream of strength. Every day her mana grows by leaps and bounds, and there seems to be no end in sight. A few years ago, when she faced the Witch King Karak, she was shocked by the power of the other party's high mountain elevation, and now it may be that Karak is the one who feels that the mountain is elevated. When I think of this, it feels like a world away.

The rings that fell in the shadow of Jupiter lost their color and revealed their true colors. The so-called halo is actually a long chain of countless gravel and ice cubes. A long time ago it may have been a moon of Jupiter, but because it got too close, it was torn apart by Jupiter's huge gravitational tides, and the debris was distributed in its former orbit. If you look at it from a close distance, the beautiful aura takes on a completely different look, with rocks colliding with each other, messy, dirty, and disorderly.

Is his growing mana just like the beauty of this aura, a magnificent phantom?

The sun mage himself didn't know the answer.

Sadiri has tried to study the changes in her body, and she has also tried to train herself to eliminate the interference of sunlight and what she can do. But to her surprise, the changes seemed to have seeped into the depths of her soul, and there was no way to eliminate their influence to cast spells. She can only secretly hope that this change will not have a bad impact on herself in the future.

Now, she has more pressing troubles to deal with.

This trouble was not born in Athas, since the First Causes tried to invade the New World, tribal disputes in the desert have greatly decreased, and the raging sand bandits have all but disappeared. Undoubtedly, they all joined Muhadi's jihadist army and plundered a world with more fertile water and grass.

The Witch Kings remained silent as never before, as if they were unanimously preparing for something big, but so far, there was no indication of what they were planning.

Nor did the trouble come from within Tyre, as King Tessian no longer seemed to be trying to cooperate with Polis, and he devoted all his energies to domestic affairs. Today, Tyre's rule is known for its impartiality and integrity, and merchants from afar have come together to trade here, and it is a prosperous scene.

This trouble was born in the dark and deep starry sky, and its name was Giss Yankee.

When the latest invasion fleet of the Giss Yankees left the astral plane and entered the system where the planet Atas was located, the huge wave of magic could be felt even by Satili in Tyre. That very different mode of magic could not have been the work of any Athas mage.

Many ignore the threat that the Giss Yankees could pose, believing them to be insignificant and insignificant. Some even believe that they are imaginary creatures that do not really exist zài. Now, the Witch Kings are staring at each other's throats, expecting each other to strike first against these astral planes. In their opinion, it is not yet time to make a move, and it is not too late to intervene when these Giss Yankees stand on the ground in the world of Attas.

They were wrong.

Like the Witch King Malik, Satili observed the Gisyankee's invasion fleet, which was so massive that it interfered with the autobiographical cycles of Jupiter's moons. If this fleet is composed of warships, then the invaders have tens of thousands of giant magic ships and tens of millions of soldiers. When they move in formation, they are enough to cover the sky, casting shadows darker than the shadows of the most violent sandstorms. It's just that the number is too large to be considered real.

Malik blamed this on an error in observation, and he guessed that the Gisyankees' spells might have interfered with his prophetic magic. But the Coral Witch's mana is much more powerful than the Witch King, and she knows that her prophecy spells cannot be interfered with. So, she came to find out in person.

The huge Jupiter is approaching, getting bigger and bigger. More details of the planet's surface are explained, the ribbons parallel to the equator are gases of different specific gravity at high rotation, and violent cyclones are constantly creating and disappearing. The smaller, moons orbiting Jupiter can also be observed. It is a very light blue color, like a crystal ball.

The magic ship that the Sun Mage was riding on had been lent to her by Oronis, and although it was simple and small, it was incredibly swift and hidden. With its help, the Coral Witch was able to sneak into such close proximity to the enemy without being seen. Now, her magic ship has entered the alkane- and alkyne-rich atmosphere of Jupiter's moons, and a powerful magic shroud has made it unnoticed by any Giss Yankees.

Only at such a close distance could she reveal the true intentions of the enemy.

The rotational disturbance caused by the huge mass is real, but this mass is not from the fleet of the Giss Yankees, but from their weapons.

A massive tower-shaped device stands in a sea of alkanes on the surface of Jupiter's moons, which is larger than the mountains and higher than the clouds. Its base is so grand that one standing at its feet would not even realize that it was a tall conical tower, with only a smooth wall stretching infinitely on either side.

It is inconceivable that there could be an artificial creature of this magnitude that dwarfs even the Witch King Malik's giant magic ship. As a rough estimate, the tower is nearly one-tenth the height of the moon from the base to the top, which explains why it has such a massive mass. But how did the Girthyankees get this behemoth here, and what did they spend so much effort to get this giant device for?

Hundreds of Gisyankee magic ships hovered in mid-air around the tower, as small as dust in the sun compared to the behemoth.

The top of the tower pointed directly into the terrifying eye of the storm on Jupiter, and some regular pulsation was coming out of the tower, like the heartbeat of a giant beast. Slow, but strong. The roar of machinery and the aura of magic emanated from the surface of this massive man-made creature at the same time, creating an awe-inspiring force.

Another pulse came out, and the air trembled. The Giss Yankee magic ships suspended in mid-air shook like fallen leaves in the wind. The ocean of liquid alkanes radiates in all directions with a large wave radiating from the base of the tower. An invisible beam was shot at Jupiter, which hung above the zenith.

"This device ......" Hiding in the distance on a magical ship, Sadiri muttered to herself through the porthole, "they're increasing Jupiter's gravity, but why?"

Another pulse, heavy, distant, shocking.

The Coral Witch suddenly widened her eyes and realized the purpose of the Giss Yankees. "They want to set Jupiter on fire!"

Jupiter, in Attas's galaxy, is three times the mass of the solar system's eponymous planet, and is close to the mass of some small stars. Through its thick gaseous shell, composed mostly of hydrogen, and vast oceans of liquid, it has a scorching planetary heart. It was just a little bit of pressure enough to overcome the repulsion between nucleons and ignite the brilliant spark of fusion.

If the planet were ignited as a small star...... Sadiri couldn't imagine what a terrible catastrophe that would happen. The enormous energy generated by the fusion reaction blows Jupiter's outer atmosphere apart until it forms a new equilibrium with gravity. By that time, Jupiter will expand hundreds of times its current size. The moon will be engulfed by this new sun, and Attas, and Mistara, who is in the same orbit as Attas, will become even hotter than it is now, a real scorching hell.

Another pulse, vibrations reaching the heart of the Coral Witch through the soles of her feet.

The Gisyankees must be stopped, Sadiri realized.

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"It was a commendable battle. The Witch King Malik said in an exaggerated tone. "From this day forward, the Mistara will no longer dare to look at us squarely. ”

"Maybe they don't dare to look at Lord Rajat anymore, but I think they still have the courage to look at you. Witch King Draegos commented. "It's not you who defeated the Monkey King and repelled these local false gods. ”

"As soon as they saw me, they remembered that I was the apprentice and faithful assistant of the primordial warlock, how could I not be afraid. ”

"As soon as they see you, they will realize that the primordial warlock actually has a fat-headed and big-eared apprentice like you, which means that he also has shortcomings. ”

Malik touched his round belly, "Fat head and big ears are better than a skeleton." ”

The undead, the Dralegos, who had been transformed into a lich, dismissed it. "On the contrary, there are many unexpected benefits to becoming a lich. At least I don't have to worry about time eating, which greatly increases the amount of time I spend researching spells. ”

"You don't know what a huge source of inspiration you've missed, but good food always stimulates my creative spark. ”

Dragos snapped his metal fingers, "Forget it, it's not for me." He looked at the devastated battlefield in front of him. "These corpses are useful, and the magical creatures of the Mistara are interesting. ”

"So interesting that even our Master of Death is interested?" Malik teased. "I'm glad our Starch Spencer Pai Druid wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't be in the mood to eat if a bunch of weirdos were dissecting corpses. ”

"He came down. Instead of continuing to argue with Malik, Dragos looked up at the heights. The light giant shrunk, and the light diminished, returning to the size of a normal human. When he landed in front of the two witch kings from a high place, only the light in his eyes had not yet receded, and he could not see a single pupil.

The expression of the primordial warlock was like a mask, covering all mental activity. I had never been able to guess Master's mind in the past, Dragos thought, but he didn't expect it to be the same after thousands of years.

"Clean up the battlefield, kill the remnants of the enemy, and by the way, call the tribesmen to take care of the wounded. Tell them that the Lord will rejoice in the victory of this day. The primordial warlock said to the two witch kings. "The Mistara could not organize another resistance of this magnitude. You work with the tribesmen to conquer this new world. ”

"As for me, I have urgent things that must be taken care of, and I must leave Mistara. When I leave here, you must obey the orders of the tribal chieftain Fatoumah. There must be no violation. ”

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There must be a hurry, Mouhadi thought, as he could lose control of his body and consciousness at any moment.

The power of the primordial warlock was intoxicating, not to mention the transformation of Lyra, which gave him infinite satisfaction from this power. But while fighting, the psychic warlock felt a sense of strangeness lingering in his chest, lingering.

It's not himself, he feels. The remnant soul of the primordial warlock must have deceived himself, he could never be Rajat with a false memory, he thought.

That's right, I can't be him, how can I be him?

But no matter how much Muhadi tried to convince himself that the words of the Primordial Warlock Remnant were lies, the words of the other party always haunted him: you are me, I am you, but the wrong memories make you have a wrong self-perception.

There was only one way to prove that he was indeed not Rajat, or anyone else, Muhadi thought.

Real name.

The real name is unique, and as long as you find your real name, you will be able to clear the doubts in your heart, the psychic warlock thought. He struggled to keep the effects of the Primordial Warlock's remnant soul out of his mind, and resisted the urge to continue wielding the vastness of the desert, descending from the sky to announce to the two Witch Kings that he was leaving Mistara.

Bato Nine Prisons, although he has not visited there, he knows the danger there. Not only that, but the wise men who knew Yiqiē's real name were guarded by Bato's Devil Lord. Elo Boul's Polis and Shadow King Niben may also be obstructed. This qiē requires that he must have a capable team to help, and he cannot complete this kind of adventure alone.

The two Witch Kings are certainly not fit for this adventure, and although they are powerful, they must not let them know the secrets of their identities.

The same is true of Grand Druid Camilla, who must not know who she really is. While her skills and intellect would come in handy on such an adventure, unfortunately, she can't take part in it.

Who is the best candidate for the other candidates?

The legion is too crazy and not stable enough.

Fahd is a good travel companion, but he also has to be responsible for the coordination among the Buraku, and he is not strong enough for this kind of adventure. And what about Aisha, who had studied psionic energy with Lyra, and was a gifted psychic mancerer. And she's also trustworthy.

The psychic sorcerer considered it carefully and confirmed that Aisha was the right person for the adventure. Of course, only two people are not enough to form an all-round adventurous team. However, Muhati plans to go to the city of Seals first, recruit the men he needs there, and then go through the Guò portal to the Bato Nine.

As for Ebu's Polis, if he and the Witch King Nibennay tried to stop him, then the Psychic Warlock had no choice but to try to embrace the power of the Primordial Warlock once again. What the consequences would be, Muhd would rather not think about now.

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"You said you were leaving?!" Fatuma glared at the Psychic Warlock with her almond-yellow eyes. She was excited, and she didn't have to be psionic to see it, because even her pointed ears were red.

"I've said it three times, yes, I have to leave, it's life-threatening. Muhadi sighed and explained again.

"But you promised to stay with me!" retorted the elf fiercely, his eyes unblinking. Muhadi tried to look away, but Fatumah grabbed his chin with one hand and twisted it back.

The Psychic sighed again, convincing her that it was probably as difficult as the adventure itself. "Well, I didn't say I wouldn't accompany you......" Muhadi said. "This time you can go out on an adventure with me, and we can fight side by side, back to back, facing dangerous enemies together...... As long as you agree to leave the tribe and army in the hands of Fahd at the time of your departure. ”

"What are you talking about, Fahd, how can he compare to me?" Fatumah furious. "Letting him command an army is like letting a baby play with a scimitar, and in less than three months his head will be someone else's wine glass. ”

"Fahd was also a brilliant warrior and general, and if you remember, it would have been difficult for us to win the battle of Blind Day without him. ”

"I remember the day I lost my sight, and I want you to remember what I did for you!" the elf girl let go of the hand that was holding Muhadi's jaw, pointing to the three arrow wounds on her waist and shoulder. "How did you repay me?!"

The Psychic probes and kisses Fatoumah on the lips. Her lips are soft and fragrant, and she doesn't say no.

After a kiss, Muhadi replied to her. "Maybe as fate would have it, I need your contribution, although I will not hesitate to pay for you. You can go with me on this adventure, or you can stay here and command your army. I promise I'll be back soon this time. ”

"Ah, more of your assurances. Fatuma looked at the Psychic Warlock lovingly and shook his head. "Don't make promises to women that you can't keep, okay? I don't know why a great lord would make me fall in love with someone like you. ”

"And will you go on an adventure with me?"

"Nope. ”

The Psychic Warlock took a deep breath, "Well, I think I understand, what you think of Fahd ......"

"It has nothing to do with my bastard brother!" said Fatoumah exclaimed. "I don't care, if fighting alongside you requires Fahd to command my army, well, let him go, I don't care. But I still can't venture with you, I'm pregnant. ”

"Pregnant?!" Muhati was shocked. He swore that he would not use his abilities to probe Fatoumah's mental activity, so he knew nothing about it.

"Yes, your child. Are you going to leave your kids and go on that adventure?"

The Psychic Warlock calmed down, "I'm going to take a risk so that my child will have a father when he is born. He told the elven girl the purpose of the adventure and the danger that he might be corrupted by the remnant soul of the primordial warlock.

"Can't you find a way to exorcise evil spirits and get the enemy out of your body? After listening to Muhadi without saying a word, Fatumah grabbed the telemagician's hand and asked. Her concern was felt even through a deliberately suppressed voice. "Isn't there any other way?"

Muhati shook his head. "If there were, I wouldn't have taken the risk. ”

"Don't die. ”

"What?" the telemancer didn't hear.

"Don't die. Fatumah hugged Muhadi into his arms and bit his lip to keep himself from crying, but he still left tears. "Don't let our children lose their fathers. The only response from the Psychic Warlock was to hold her tighter.

"Go, Muhadi, my love. The elf girl was reluctant, but resolutely pushed the psychic away. "I'm not the kind of woman who drags her feet, but ...... Come back quickly, and don't let me become the kind of wife I hate the most, the kind of person who is suspicious, jealous, and dragging. Don't push me. ”

I was right, at this moment Muhadi suddenly thought. If I wasn't me, just the primordial warlock Rajat who had been misled by a false memory, then how could I feel so heartache at this moment?

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