The darkness faded like a tide, the light regained Birmingham's eyes, and the living body became the perfect creation of alchemy again in an instant, and it seemed that everything would return to its original state without the passage of time.

Although there is some reluctance to leave the flesh and blood in my heart, the identity of the alchemy puppet seems to be more advantageous for Birmingham at this moment, especially after stepping out of the long river, what is presented to Birmingham here is no longer the beautiful scenery of the blue sea and blue sky, but a barren land like dusk.

The heat of the wind and the indefinite chill of Birmingham made Birmingham suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, especially in the middle of nowhere, only a towering ancient tree has become the decoration of the place.

Celestial Tree!

Birmingham's heart tightened, and the constricted pupils already indicated the nobleman's mental activity at the moment, perhaps because he was alone, Birmingham rarely felt a little nervous and uneasy.

But no matter how frightened he was, Birmingham still stepped out of his own steps, after all, staying where he was all the time would not have a perfect ending, the blazing heat instantly rushed into Birmingham's pores along the ground, at this time he began to praise the body of the alchemy doll incomparably, at least here he would not be troubled by the heat wave that came to his face because of the recovery of his body, not to mention that the heat wave was also wrapped in the unique chill of winter, and anyone would be a little timid in the alternating offensive of hot and cold.

If Tianxi was here, he might laugh at himself again, right?

Birmingham tried to ease the restlessness that had risen in their minds by diverging their minds, but it was clear that a Thianhi could not form an effective defense in the face of a mixture of heat and chill.

Boom, boom.

The inexplicable sound rolled into Birmingham's ears along the heat wave, and the slight tremor of the ground also made Birmingham confirm that the sound in his ears was not his illusion, and stopped, Birmingham squinted his eyes, but what he saw was a flying sand surging above the horizon in the distance, as if tens of thousands of iron riders were carrying the wind and sand to the wind.

No, not as if, but indeed the figure of the iron horseman.

The violent tremors became more and more acute, and the rough wind and sand fluttered on Birmingham's face, and at the same time, it gradually magnified the incoming figure until it was clear.

"Who's coming!" the reins tightened, the horses stopped, and the cold voice was particularly inconsistent with the desolate environment.

In the face of the question, Birmingham did not answer immediately, the imperial nobleman calmly looked at the cavalry that appeared in front of him, all the silver armor was extremely eye-catching under such a dim sky, plus these cavalry were all lightly armed female knights, the fine iron sword at the waist was extremely slender, and the armor on the body was also engraved with complex patterns, and even the war horses under the crotch were all white.

The knights of Figley, such a dress and face reminded Birmingham of the fairy knights he had read about in history textbooks, but the knights in the book were most active in the ancient continent 6,000 years ago.

"Traveler, please come back to my question. The female knight at the head frowned dissatisfiedly, took control of the reins in her hand, and let the white horse under her crotch take her around to look around at the strangely dressed traveler.

"Figley?"

"Exactly, what's wrong with the traveler?"

"Figuele, the ancient continent of 6,000 years ago. Birmingham's muttering was a sign of danger in the eyes of the knightess.

"It's the evil magician, he's chanting incantations, knights, raise your sword!"

The bright white with the fierce wind pressure stinged Birmingham's eyes, and at this time, Birmingham remembered that the ancient continent six thousand years ago did not know how much about magicians as it is now.

Evil, mean, shameless, almost all bad adjectives can be put on the body of a magician.

"Wait, you misunderstood!"

"The sophistry of the magicians will not try to blind us!"

Well, Figulet is not only a beautiful female knight, but also the most hateful country for magicians, and in their understanding, it is the evil talents of magicians that have caused Figuelet to lose its verdant forests and dry rivers.

"Wait, I said it was a misunderstanding!" Birmingham was desperate to change his situation, but it would be as hard to get a Figeley knight to admit his mistake as it was to make them live in peace with the magician.

The swords stabbed at Birmingham, and the angry expressions on the faces of these female knights also let Birmingham know that the records in the history textbooks were still somewhat reliable, and the Figley people did hate magicians very much.

The energy in the body was about to overflow, and a feathered arrow that broke through the air blocked the sword blade of the leading knight, and the rapid whistle accompanied by the arrows that left the string disrupted the attack of these female knights.

"It's those heretics, retreat!" The direction in which the feather arrows flew was a group of mysterious people with bows and crossbows, compared to the exquisite equipment of the female knights, those who shot were more like the masses from the bottom, especially their clothing had almost no decent defense, but the number of feathered arrows let the female knights at the head know the difference in the number of the enemy and us, although retreating without a fight is not like the style of knights, but it is also the decision of knights to preserve their vitality.

The wind and sand lifted in an instant, catching Birmingham a little off guard, and the female knights who were speeding away disappeared from Birmingham's vision in the blink of an eye, and only the rough sand filled the nobleman's mouth.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

"Hey, boy, are you alright?" asked a man of short stature who was known as the infidel in his group.

"No, it's fine. The tingling sensation in his throat caused Birmingham to squint in discomfort, and at the same time, it also welcomed the most famous group of civilians in the history of the Figley Empire, the revolutionary army that subverted the Empire.

"It's okay, it's so dangerous, you almost called those ignorant imperial people under the sword of the unjust soul, by the way, my name is Lena, the most powerful warrior of the revolutionary army, Lena. The girl with the bow and crossbow looked very proud.

"Haha, our Lena is bragging again. "The revolutionary army that came with me was accustomed to it.

"What bragging, I'm telling the truth, I'm the strongest warrior, although it's only the future, okay, don't listen to these people, you haven't told me your name yet. Lena was going to dive into the subject, but Birmingham knew that this ragged girl was indeed the most famous figure in the Figley Empire, nay, not just Figley, but rather an important figure in the entire history of the development of magicians.

The founder of the alchemy school, Lina of the Silver Hand, is known to almost every magician, and her other name is even more well-known, that is, the alchemist Xiong Lan.

And the time when this name appeared was the 349th year of the ancient continent lunar calendar, that is, the ninth day of the fog moon 6,426 years ago, it seems that the battle with the Deep Blue Empress and the power to become an epic hero allowed him to span more than 6,000 years and come to the birthplace of the founder of the alchemy school.

After a moment of thought, the nobles of the empire from six thousand years later said their names to the future founder of alchemy.

"Adam, you can call me Adam. ”