But—"He looked at the Kander shrewdly, what are you doing here?" Evan said something else in his tone, but the Kander couldn't hear it.

"I came with my friends. The others are somewhere else, but their fate is unknown. He choked up.

The Kander people thought of Calamon, of the weak Rodlis, and of Scarlet Moon and the others. His heart felt as if it had been shattered, and he could only think about how to reunite with them in the middle of his night's sleepless nights, which was undoubtedly a sad thing.

"They're still alive. Don't worry. Evan patted him on the back.

"Do you really think so?" Wade rejoiced again. "Anyway, we're here with Asharivana—"

"Ahsharivana!" the old man jumped up, his white hair flying wildly, and the confused look on his face disappeared at once.

"Where is she?" asked the old man very sternly. "And your friends, where are they significant?"

"Upstairs—downstairs—" Wade stammered as he watched the old man's sudden transformation, his poor head unable to comprehend Aven's dark humor.

"Ah, Sharivana cast a spell on them!"

"Ah, she did it?" said the old man to himself. "We'll take care of it. Come with me!" he began to walk down the stairs, so fast that Wade had to run to catch up.

"Where do you say they are?" the old man stopped. "Be precise, I want a specific location," he shouted.

"Uh--mausoleum! Mausoleum, I guess that's where Shuma rests. That's what Sharivana told us at the time. ”

"Well, at least we don't have to go far. ”

The old man walked briskly down the stairs and stepped into the cave where Wade had entered. Wade swallowed, clutching the old man's robe. They floated in mid-air, feeling the wind blowing around them.

"Go down!" said the old man, and the strength around him increased suddenly.

They began to float upwards, slowly approaching the roof of the upper balcony. Wade felt his hair start to stand on end.

"I said go down!" the old man waved his cane angrily at the cavern below.

There was a snorting sound from below, and the two men were quickly sucked in, and Aven's hat fell off in a hurry. It's exactly the same hat he dropped in the dragon's den!

Wade thought. It's a mess, like a rag, and it seems to have its own opinions.

Evan reached out and fished it out, but didn't catch it. The hat floated about fifty feet in front of them.

Tysokov looked down and was about to ask a question when the old man stopped him in time. The old mage grabbed his staff and began to mumble incantations, gesturing with his staff.

Lorana opened her eyes. She lay on a cold stone bench and looked at the black ceiling. She had no idea where she was, and suddenly, she did. Ah, Sharivana!

She sat up quickly, looking around. Hubble was massaging his neck, and Telos blinked and looked around, looking at a good look. Gilsenas had woken up and stood at the entrance to the mausoleum, looking at something on the ground. He turned around and put his finger to his lips as he walked over, and he nodded in the direction of the door.

Asharivana was sitting there, her hands over her face, weeping sadly.

Lolana hesitated for a moment, and swallowed back the vicious words that had reached her lips.

This was not at all what she expected. What should have been?she asked herself. Everyone should never wake up again. This must be explainable. She began to walk forward.

"Ahsarivana—" she began.

The girl jumped up, tears on her face with extreme horror.

"How did you wake up, how did you break free from my spell?" she was taken aback, leaning her back against the wall.

"Leave these little things alone!" replied Lorana, though she didn't know how she woke up. "Tell us—"

"This is what I did!" said a deep voice. Lolana and the others looked back to see an old man with a white beard and gray bubbles floating from a hole in the floor.

"Aven!" Lorana said incredulously.

There was a bang nearby, and Hubble passed out. No one noticed him at all, and everyone looked at the old mage in a daze. Asharivana let out a scream and lay on the floor crying helplessly.

Ignoring the others' gazes, Evan walked past the coffin, stepped over the fainted dwarf, and walked straight to Asharivana's side. Wade then crawled out of the hole.

"Look who I've found!" said the Kander proudly. "Aven, I'm just in the air, Lorana. I jumped into the hole, and I flew all the way to a place where there was a picture of a golden dragon, and Evan yelled at me there—I admit I thought it was rather strange at the time. I was speechless and ...... What happened to Hubble?"

"Shhhh Wade," Lorana said feebly, looking at Aven. The old man crouched down and shook the wild elf girl.

"Ah, Sharivana, what good have you done?" asked Evan sternly.

Lolana suddenly felt that she had recognized the wrong person, and the person in front of her was just another old man who happened to be dressed exactly like Aven. This old man, with a straight face and an amazing appearance, was not like the confused old mage she remembered. No, she still recognized that face, let alone the hat!

Looking at Evan and Ashalivana in front of her, Lolana felt two great forces flowing between the two of them like thunder.

She wanted to flee the place immediately, but she couldn't move a finger and could only stare blankly.

Ai Wen is a powerful magician, and his body contains a huge amount of magical energy, so it is not surprising that he exudes such a powerful aura at this moment.

But Sharivana, she's just an ordinary elf, where did she get her power?

Is it a fragment of a dragon slayer spear, or a secret treasure of the dragon god?

These two answers are obviously unlikely, and now Lolana is completely blindsided, and she can only watch the development of events in silence.

"What did you do, Sharivana?" Evan asked. "You broke your oath!"

"I didn't!" the girl wailed, curling up at the old man's feet. "No, I don't. I haven't-"

"You are in this world in another form, and you are involved in the affairs of mortals. This is already a great rebellion. You brought them here!"

Ah, Sharivana's tear-stained face twisted in pain. Lorana found herself in tears as well.

"Okay!" said Sharivana, crying helplessly. "I broke my oath, at least I'm prepared to do it. I brought them here. I have to do it! I see so much misery and pain. And-" Her voice narrowed, her eyes looking into the distance, "they found a dragon ball......"

"That's right," Evan said softly. "A Dragon Ball. Taken out of the Ice Castle. It falls into your hands. Ah, Sharivana, what did you do with it, and where is it now?"

"I gave it away......" Ah, Sharivana's voice was almost inaudible.

Evan seemed to suddenly become much older. His expression became very tired. With a deep sigh, he leaned on his staff. "Ah, Sharivana, where did you send it, and where are the Dragon Balls now?"

"Stone took it," Lolana interjected worriedly. "He's escorting Dragon Ball to St. Quest. What does that mean? Is Stone in danger?"

"Who?" said Aven, looking around. "Oh, hello, dear. He said to her.

"It's good to see you again. Is your father okay?"

"My father—" Lolana shook her head, confused as well. "Listen, old fellow, leave my father alone. Who is it-"

"And your brother. Evan held out his hand to Gilsenas. "It's a pleasure to see you again, young man. And you," he said to the startled Tyros, "Silverarm?

He peeked at Sharivana, "What a coincidence. Tyros Ionfield, right?

I've heard a lot about you. My name is ......."

The old mage choked up suddenly, frowning slightly.

"My name is ......"

"Aven," Wade said kindly.

"Aven. The old mage nodded, a smile on his face.

Lorana thought she saw Evan give Asharivana a warning look.

The girl lowered her head, as if she understood the secret between the two.

Before Lorana could gather her thoughts, Evan turned back to face her.

The legend of the silver dragon actually existed before Shuma.

The love between Jin Long and Xiuma has touched the lives of generations in the mainland, and I am afraid that there will be no second one in history for such a cross-racial love.

It is precisely because of this that the legend of Shuma and the golden dragon fighting side by side and dying heroically can endure, and it has been sung for hundreds of years, giving this great dragon slayer an even more brilliant brilliance.

Evan was well aware of this magnificent and tragic history, and he had read legends about dragon slayers since he was a child, dragon slaying spears, dragon flames, and dragon language magic.

and other things that only existed in that era, all of which made him yearn for the first time in contact with magic. That mysterious and chaotic era, known as the Cataclysm, was the polar opposite of the Age of Dreams, when there were constant wars and turmoil, whether it was elves, humans, dwarves, or even wild monsters, they all suffered great damage.

Although it is much calmer now than it was hundreds of years ago, it seems that some anomalous phenomena are beginning to appear. It may be that he is too calm that he begins to doubt the whole world.

A skilled magician, Evan possesses a keen sense of insight and a philosophical mind. In this matter, he saw it very thoroughly, because the appearance of abnormal phenomena is often the beginning of disaster.

The fact that Asharivana is the embodiment of the silver dragon has been revealed to everyone, and Aven's departure is not only to accomplish other more important things, but also to avoid powerful creatures.

The reason why Xiuma and the golden dragon can become a couple is largely because Xiuma himself is a very outstanding knight, and he has powerful martial arts that are enough to be proud of the entire continent, so he and the golden dragon can get along in harmony, and even produce an impossible love story.

I've tried for a long time to get the elves together and not let them fight each other, but it's getting worse and worse. Then, when you came, I found you in a great crisis, and you knew it. Because you bring—" She couldn't continue.

"Dragon Ball!" Rolana said suddenly.

"Yes. Ahsarivana clenched her fists. "I knew I had to make a choice. You have the Dragon Balls, and you also have the Dragon Slayer Gun. The Dragon Slayer Spear and Dragon Ball are all on my side!

I thought it was an opportunity, but I didn't know what to do. I decided to bring the Dragon Ball over and protect it forever, but while we were on the way, I realized that the knight would never leave the Dragon Ball here. That would have caused a lot of trouble, so as soon as I had the chance, I gave the Dragon Balls away. Her shoulders were lowered. "It's obviously a bad decision, but how do I know?"

"Why?" asked Tyros nervously. "What power does the Dragon Ball have? Is it evil? Do you send those knights to their deaths?"

"Extremely evil. "Otherwise, it would be extremely kind." Who knows?

Even I don't understand the power of Dragon Ball. They were created a long time ago by great mages. “

Magician is an extremely rare profession on the Starfall Continent, and even if it is just a small magic apprentice, it will be respected by people.

This does not mean that the presence of warriors is not valued, but rather that mages are able to use fewer resources to complete more difficult tasks. So their status is not for nothing, and this is something to be proud of as magicians.

Even the Dragon Balls, which contain the most powerful powers, are the work of outstanding magicians.

A thousand years ago, the ancient magicians possessed the most primitive magical powers, and were able to easily transform the elements of nature into their own magic.

The Dragon Balls came from refining the remains of the dragon. The power of the Dragon Balls is indeed the same as what Asharivana said, which is extreme evil, or extreme goodness.

More importantly, though, it depends on who gets the Dragon Balls.

Although only people who know magic can trigger the true power of Dragon Ball, such people are in the minority after all.

There is a reason for all this, and the profession that knows how to use the Dragon Balls is only qualified by magicians.

And among the magicians, they are not as pious and kind as the priests, and some are also extremely evil guys.

A magician like Rodres, who is both good and evil, is also a dangerous existence, because he controls many mysteries of magic.

More importantly - he has the ambition to chase power.

But Evan is different, not only does he possess outstanding magical talents, but he also has high moral integrity and moral cultivation.

"Ah, Sharivana, please tell me, what is the purpose of your appearance?" A twinkle flashed in Aven's eyes, and magic surged around him.