There is the Book of the Night in the Dark Night, and the Bible of the Dawn at the Dawn. The white-clothed mages had no faith, but they had something similar, a book called "Anthony's Notes", which was kept by the most prestigious mages of all ages.

This person with the highest prestige is not the president of the Mage Alliance, but a person known as a sage.

A car pulled by a unicorn slowly stopped in front of the sage's residence.

"Honorable Sage, the 08th President of the Mage League has something to visit. ”

I don't know how the title of sage is inherited, but I know that every time the sage of the previous generation always finds a suitable heir, and the most important thing is that this heir often proves himself in the end and wins the prestige that overpowers everyone.

The sage that the president is visiting at this moment is the teacher of the previous president, and countless famous people have been cultivated under his hands.

The powerhouses in today's mage world are either his protégés or have a relationship with his protégés.

"It's a pity that the sages of the past generations don't seem to care much about these two organizations at the dawn of the night, otherwise they would mobilize the power of the entire world in one fell swoop, and where would they still have a place to live. ”

The Mage Alliance is a loose organization, and he, the president, really can't mobilize many people.

The white-clothed mages have no faith, are free and loose, and few are willing to listen to a person BB on their heads all day long.

If it weren't for the large enough base, there would always be a few enthusiastic ones, and I am afraid that the daily operation of the Mage Alliance would not be able to open.

"If you're here to persuade me to deal with the dawn of the night, then please go back. They don't have bad intentions, they just go the wrong way...... In fact, it may not be, before the last moment, who is right and who is wrong, how can you tell the difference......"

The sage's voice came out slowly.

The president is actually very unhappy, the sages of the past generations always look like they know a lot of things, but they hide it again, and they don't know what they are worried about.

"No, honorable sage, it just seems that the time has come to draw up the next generation of sages......"

This is a euphemism, in fact, the sage's formulation always follows a fixed interval, which is a bit out of time at the moment.

Although it is said that it has nothing to do with whether he plans to plan or not, after all, according to the age requirements of the sage screening, it is too late for him to reincarnate now.

But as the nominally largest mage organization, it was still necessary for him to express his concern about the top priority of the mage world.

The sage was silent for a moment, and the door slowly opened.

"Come in and talk about it. ”

When the president saw him, it was the first time he had seen the sage with his own eyes, but it was not the same as he had imagined, he did not have the feeling of white hair and infinite magic surging all over his body, but looked more like an ordinary old man.

"What can I do? I'm helpless. ”

The sage said in a sudden, unexpected tone.

"Huh?" the president was surprised.

The sage sighed and began to babble to himself.

"That's not what the notes say, why? Why aren't there any Apocalypse Ones in this cycle?"

"It's okay that the spellcaster organization didn't send children in, but even so, according to the notes, if no one takes the initiative to enter, each cycle of the secret realm will draw someone from the outside world. ”

The president's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to hear something unusual.

What secret realm, what spellcaster organization......

It's just that I'm even more suspicious in my heart, if this is a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation by sages, why do you say that you know it?

The sage sighed, "Don't think about it, I plan to reveal some things, and I have no choice but to do so, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to understand the plan for the next generation of sages." ”

"You don't know, the rules are limited, in fact, the time drawn up by the next generation of sages can't be delayed at all, so at that moment, I had no choice but to ......"

The sage's face was extremely complicated, cloudy and uncertain.

"Dingchun, come out. ”

"Wang!" With two barks, a large dog came from the next room.

The president suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Unfortunately, verified.

The sage covered his face with one hand and pointed at Dingchun with the other, "He is the next generation of sages I have proposed." ”

“......”

“......”

The elder facial muscles twitched, "I didn't expect the sage to be so funny and humorous." ”

"I'm not kidding, this, it's true......"

"Dingchun, light up the sage mark. ”

The big dog whined and cocked its tail up, revealing a misty halo at the tip of which there was a faint flicker of geometric figures.

"What are you kidding!" the president broke down at this moment, and stood up with a slap on the table, "I respect you as a sage, but a sage can't mess around like this! Do you know what the title of sage means to a mage?

"I know, it's ridiculous......"

"But there is no way, what can I do? I'm helpless!" the sage also began to roar, and the two top figures of the mage world roared at each other like shrews in such a small room.

"What are you helpless about! Thousands of fellow mages, aren't they all as good as a dog!"

The sage sighed, "Because, he has a real body, and you don't have ......."

"He came to this secret realm with me, and he still has a trace of immortal blood, and he should be able to live until the next cycle. ”

"As for intelligence, it's not a problem, it's easy to open human intelligence to animals, and it's easy to use the means of a mage......"

The sage spoke slowly, but in such a tone as if he was comforting himself.

"What is that, what is it?Secret Realm?What is that?" the guild member asked after calming down.

The sage can't be a brain-dead maniac, so there must be his helplessness.

"That's a long story...... Actually, these are all recorded in Anthony's notes, but I don't know if it's a good thing for you to know the contents......"

A wisp of curiosity also rose in the chairman, and the notes were famous, and he wanted to know the contents of them.

The sage took out the "Anthony Notes" and was about to hand it to the president, when suddenly his body froze and trembled.

"What's wrong?"

"I feel it, I feel it!" the sage looked excited, "I feel the breath of the Bracelet of the Apocalypse." ”

"As long as you find him, you can still transfer the sage mark of Dingchun to him. ”

Then the sage jerked his face and coughed dryly. Putting the note back, the president's hand waved into the air.

"That ......"

The president is also confused, what is the situation?

"The president is a little tired today, I must have seen a lot of hallucinations, in fact, it is all the influence of my magic enchantment here, the president doesn't have to take it to heart, go back and rest." ”

The president almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he had never seen such a quick turn.

"That, Dingchun ......"

"What kind of spring, what are you talking about? It's all fake, it's your hallucination. ”