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Rodnar continued to talk eloquently, " The rules of the world of the Third Age did not change overnight, according to the information left by my father, it was probably in the first few hundred years of the Third Age, the power level of the entire continent was reduced from the highest supreme to the Arcanist rank, and then stabilized, no one knows why this happened, but because the most powerful people at that time either went to the God Realm or had already left this plane, and before they left, they had used their respective powers to block all the wormholes that would lead to the invasion of the plane with their respective powers, so the change of rules was for the new generation, in fact, it is not a big deal. ”

When Rodnal said this, he seemed to touch some of the old man's feelings, and he took out a delicate black wood pipe from his pocket and put it to his mouth, and Elivan didn't see any movement from him, and the mellow smoke rose,

"Uh... Ahem... Ah, I haven't smoked this thing in almost 500 years, but it still tastes so good!"

The old man smiled, rubbed his reddened eyes, which seemed to be smoked, and said,

"Now it's time to tell you something about my people, but remember what you promised me. ”

"No problem, when my friend comes, I can sign the contract right away, without a minute's delay. ”

Elivan was now fascinated by the real history that Rodnar had told him that his imagination could not have imagined, and he no longer cared about the contract, but only urged the old man to continue telling the story.

"Alright, well, before you tell the story of the Third Age, you first need to know the concept of one word, remnants, have you heard of it?"

"Nope!"

Elevenn shook his head decisively.

"The remnants refer to the remnants of the Second Age of the Ummans, the survivors of the Elendas and other races and their descendants, if you have to summarize, the orcs of the Barren Plateau, the elves of the World Island, and the sea tribes who still live in the deepest part of the Endless Sea according to the ban of the Second Dynasty, although they may not admit it, but the nobles and royal families with more pure blood among them are actually considered remnants, and of course I am also considered a remnant, and you, after the Third Age, due to the change of world rules, and the first batch of new humans who did not have a trace of Oomans and Allendas blood, are relatively called"Ancestors" means the first humanoid beings of the Third Age, and as their descendants, you are called "Sons of the Ancestors", and the appearance of the Ancestors also means that the last trace of evidence left in the Second Age on the El continent has disappeared, and so far, the Third Age can be regarded as the real beginning. ”

"However, in the first few hundred years, the number of remnants is actually far more than the ancestors, but probably due to the world rules of the Third Age, even if the combination of the remnants and the remnants, there is a great chance that the ancestors will be born, and in the long run, the number of remnants will naturally become smaller and smaller, but the ancestors have completely occupied the mainstream of the world after a thousand years of development, of course, it is not right to say that, even this year after three thousand years, the overall strength of the human world is estimated to be less than one-tenth of the strength of the Second Dynasty, and compared with the orcs and elves who are almost completely inherited from the Second Age, it does not have an advantage at all。 ”

"But then again, the difference between the remnants and the ancestors also exists in the orcs and elves, as far as I know, now only the elven court and the depths of the barren stone plateau still have a few pure-blooded elves and orcs of the second era, that is to say, the barren stone plateau and the world island of the third era are actually the same as the human world, and there is no trace of the second era, but they are lucky, because they have a nearly complete data inheritance, and you, no. ”

"At least as the last Magic Emperor's lineage, you must have more information in your hands than the elves and orcs, so why don't you make them public?"

Eliven asked suspiciously, only to receive a sinister smile from Rodnall, who slowly smoked his pipe,

"You're right, if my people and I choose to make the information in our hands public, if nothing else, within ten years, there will definitely be a large number of strong people among the human race, but the question is, why? Why should I hand over the precious information left to me by my ancestors to you disgusting, greedy, bloodthirsty, and ungrateful ancestors?"

Looking at Elivan's face that was frozen there, Rodnar sneered a few times,

"It seems that you still don't know the evil things done by your compatriots in the Third Age, let me tell you a few things, in the 1,700 years of the Third Age, there was a large-scale rebellion in the Elven Court that has never been seen since the birth of the Elves, and the forest elves who occupied an absolute advantage brutally expelled the remnant tribes of the Second Age, the natural battle mage - the Star and Moon Elves and the "Wilderness Warriors" Under the auspices of their Great Elder, the former Supreme, and now under the auspices of the patriarch Aishara, who is now plotted by the "compatriots" of the Third Age, to almost die, they sacrificed one-fifth of their clansmen, performed permanent transformation, and disappeared from the El Continent, and only recently returned, guess what, what do you call the former Star and Moon Elves now?"

"Siren...

Elevenn felt a bitterness in his mouth, and he began to understand why Rodinor had brought him to the cemetery.

"And the main body of the wild elves who encountered the star-moon elves was almost slaughtered by the forest elves, and finally with the help of the remnants of the Auman people who couldn't stand it, the remaining wild elves of less than seven thousand people were secretly sent underground, guess what, what do you call the former "wilderness warriors" now!"

"Drow Samurai! Oh my God!"

"Hahaha, the next is the main thing, because of this unusual and "deferential" behavior of the remnants of the Uman people, they began to be wary of the new ancestors, then alienated, and finally repulsed, they completely forgot who taught them how to live on the plains, who provided them with the first life-saving resources, who selflessly taught them the use of power, and who helped them build the first city of their ancestors! Guess again, in the year 2975 after the beginning of the Third Age, on my 1,000th birthday, who were the poor people who were officially slandered by the so-called Holy Del Empire as "criminals, liars, and thieves" and banished them to a place where birds don't, and built a high wall around them, leaving them to fend for themselves, and in the wars that followed, just because these people rescued a few remnants of the orcs from the Wasted Plateau, who were hunted down by the orcs?"

Faced with Rodnar's red eyes and murderous appearance, Eliven didn't speak, just reached out and touched the tombstone beside him, this time, the atmosphere in this cemetery was extremely depressing.

"Take your hands away! You are not qualified to touch these tombstones until you have washed away the shame that your countrymen have brought upon you! You have the blood of original sin in your veins, you are filthy, Eleven, and I will not change this filth, even though I look at you differently!"

Rodnall looked at Elivan coldly, and the latter withdrew his hand almost immediately, he didn't want to touch the old man's head in such a state where he obviously didn't recognize his six relatives.

"Then, Eliven Mogedding, the executor I have personally chosen, what you must accomplish in this life. ”

"First, I want you to bring me the heads of the Black Lion Rogge and all the officers above the colonel rank of the Seventh Legion who carried out the massacre mission within five years! Hehe, as for the Third and Fourth Fleets, little Faragei did really well at that time, of course, you have to do better!"

"Second, I want you to help the current Siren Queen, Phalah's daughter Faraki establish a nation in the Sea of Storms! ”

"Third, I want the Holy Del Empire to be completely destroyed in this war, and I want the heir of the royal family of Lodal, the culprit of the massacre. ”

"Fourth, I want you to destroy the World Tree on the World Island, and I want those ungrateful things to lose everything they have now!"

"I can't do it! Are you crazy? I'm just a normal person!"

Elevenn looked at Rodnal like a madman, and he thought the old guy must have gone mad.

But the old man just stretched out his finger and dotted it in the air, and a bright starlight flashed at his fingertips, and then he showed a smile that made Eleven's bones tremble,

"No, you can do it, and you have to do it! I don't think that a person who can possess the ancient artifact, the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, which only exists in Sbreth's Star Sea Travel Notes even in the Second Age, will be an ordinary person! Also, do you really think that I, the last person in the world with the purest Ouman blood in my body, will not understand a mere soul spell?"

The old man's voice was like a night owl that had caught food, he leaned on his feather cane and glanced at Elivan who was nervously checking his body, stretched out his left hand with a cruel smile, seemed to have caught something in the void, and then turned slightly, the next moment, Elivan's still active body suddenly froze in place, his body began to spasm, his hands and feet twisted strangely, and then he couldn't control his body anymore, and fell to the ground.

Looking at his painful appearance as if he were contorted on the ground like an electric shock, Rodnall squatted down with a smile and pinched Eleven's chin with his hand,

"Very good eyes, are you so hateful that you want to bite me to death with your teeth? Or do you think that everything I just said is paralyzing you? No, no, no, how could I be so shallow, those are true, my child, I do want you to let go of your hatred and become a real mage, but unfortunately, before that, I must teach you another truth, a real mage, will never easily trust anyone, even if the other party is a bad old man with a blood feud, the whole clan has been slaughtered, and his time is short. ”

"I... I'm going to... Killed... You!"

Eliven gritted his teeth and broke his jaw free from Rodnal's confinement, and even though it cost him his entire face to the ground, he struggled to control his tongue and throat, which didn't obey his instructions at all, and said the truest words from the bottom of his heart.

However, since Elivan was now without any deterrence, his threatening words did not seem to have touched Rodinar at all, on the contrary, the old man ignored him at all, just stretched out two fingers together and casually cut the space, but the moment before stepping into the black crack, the old man took out a small leather bag from his arms and threw it in front of Elivan,

"From now on, you are the first alternate patriarch of the Dark Nine, and the power under my command is at your disposal, of course, if you still want to fight me to the death, then please, the last descendant of Mogedin. ”

Rodnar was gone, and under the hazy sky of the cemetery, there was nothing left but Elivan, who had completely lost his breath, and the chaotic consciousness gathering that floated lonely above the cemetery, and there was no other sound.

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At this time, on the open sea, less than a hundred miles from Storm Bay, a fierce exchange of fire was going on, and the two sides were a rag-looking brig Galen ship, and six pirate ships surrounded by a skeleton and a tattered sail carved on the hull, and the deck was full of cannons, and was extremely armed.

But what is surprising is that the pirates chose to hold on despite their absolute superiority, and the constant fire of artillery was not aimed at the brig that seemed to sink after two blows, but continued to scatter towards the sky in all directions, and listening to the panicked and miserable shouts of the pirates, as if something terrible was raging on their ship.

The brutal bloody gas has attracted a large number of sharptooth sharks, and the most terrifying underwater killers in Stormy Bay are constantly cruising by the side of the six ships, seemingly expecting an upcoming feast.

"I said, is it all right?"

Dressed in a black robe and wearing a strangely shaped mahogany dragon wing staff, Rattle sat impatiently on the side of the brig, drinking shoddy ale, while urging Roman, who was depicting a complex large magic circle on the empty deck, who had not seen him for more than a month, and the melancholy temperament that was originally hidden on his face was gone, but a special temperament that was very similar to Rattle's tyranny and Elivan's coldness, he pulled his hood extremely low, covering his entire face, and with the gloomy white bone staff in his hand, it was almost like the appearance of those warlock masters in Elivan's memory。

"What's the hurry? My little pets haven't had enough of it! Besides, it's rare for so many fresh souls to take the initiative to send it to the door, and if we don't take this opportunity to summon a rare enough demon, wouldn't our pretense along the way be in vain?"

"How do you think Elivan would react if he heard your reason?"

Rattle's rugged face was full of malice, and he exaggerated to draw a large circle in the air,

"Maybe he'll freeze you into such a big block of ice to calm you down!"

"That's enough! Don't bother me! If you're really bored, do yourself a favor and kill the rest of the guys, and I'm going to start the ceremony!"

When Roman heard the name Elivan, he couldn't help but tremble, not that he was afraid of young people, but the main thing was that this time he did not do it very well, and made the sea journey that was obviously only half a month old, and made it more than a month, if it weren't for the recent chaos in Storm Bay when they heard about it when they docked last time, Roman, who was already addicted to harvesting pirate souls all the way, estimated that he could extend the next part of the journey for another three or five days.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Rattle threw the wine bottle in his hand towards the sea, the mahogany dragon wing staff in his hand swiped downward, muttered two short spells in his mouth, and pinched a strange gesture with his other hand, and the next moment, a sudden wind carried him to the sky, and looking at Rattle's skillful rush towards the chaotic pirate ship in the air, this guy has probably mastered this flying technique for a long time (Six Rings Magic - Flying Technique).

In a few seconds, Rattle, who was in the same position as Superman flying, was already standing on top of several pirate ships, he took a closer look, looked at the disgusting severed limbs on the deck and the blood that almost completely stained the deck, and couldn't help but shake his head,

"No matter how many times I watch it, the way these big demon dogs attack is still so disgusting! ”

After complaining, Rattle calmed down, and the long spell continued to be read out of his mouth, and with the sound of the spell, his free hand also kept changing his gestures, and finally pinched forward with one hand, an unusually hot breath appeared in the palm of his hand, Rattle happily threw the things in his hand towards the three pirate ships that were almost side by side, the energy mass that was like three sparks surrounded by it began to increase rapidly at the moment when it flew out of Rattle's palm, and its power also increased, and when it fell above the pirate ship, a ball of energy had become three fire meteors like substanceThe scorching breath caused spontaneous combustion of the sails and a large amount of steam on the surface of the sea, even before it touched the deck.

"Seven Rings of Magic - Yufu Ma's Fire Meteor"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Three loud bangs sent three more fireballs on the sea, and Rattle glanced at his work with satisfaction, and with a wave of his staff, he flew towards the other three pirate ships that were still struggling to survive in Roman's demon hounds.

"Six Rings Magic - Ma Youfu Strong Acid Arrow!"

"Boom!"

Under the attack of the demon hound, a pirate ship that was about to escape two miles away collided with a large cloud of green viscous liquid, and a few seconds later, the entire deck was corroded with a large hole large enough for three people to pass through at the same time, and the strong acid arrows poured into the deck were still spreading and corroding, Rattle was not even interested in looking at the ship, and in a few minutes at most, it would be completely sunk.

"That mage! that mage destroyed four of our ships and brought him down!" the last remaining pirates managed to kill the demon hounds on the ship, and just as they turned their guns and aimed them at Rattle, a giant bolt of lightning caught their eyes was thrown out of the hands of the half-barbarian mage.

"Seven Rings of Magic - Chain Lightning!"

Two minutes later, a satisfied Rattle fell back on the deck of his tattered brig, Roman was already holding a heavy book, brandishing the staff of bones to begin the ceremony, in front of him was a small altar, a dozen Roman handmade, blank large soul crystals were placed in a circle, placed above the altar, and with Roman's chanting like a ghost, a stream of energy like white mist continued to rise from the surrounding sea, and then swirled around the altar, slowly turning into lilac, purple and dark purple, and finally under Roman's command, it rushed into those soul crystals。

This ritual is called "Soul Harvesting", which is a skill that Titan Warlocks must master, its only role is to collect the free souls around the caster, and then condense into different quality soul crystals according to the caster's wishes, which are used for the summoning and signing of demons, in fact, in the later spells of the Titans, those powerful shadow spells also need soul crystals as a casting medium, so this thing is simply a necessity for life for warlocks.

After five or six minutes, Roman closed the book, put it properly in the book bag on his waist, and then happily took the dozen or so soul crystals in his hand, carefully identified them, and then put them into his storage ring.

"This time, the harvest is not bad, there are four perfect-level crystals, and the others are all high-quality, and the reserves for this period of time are enough for me to use to be promoted to Golden Warlock. ”

"I'm not interested in your harvest at all!"

Rattle kicked over the large chest he had just found from the two pirate ships that had not yet sunk, and a pile of gold coins and gems was scattered on the deck like flowing water, and the barbarian laughed and picked up an emerald that looked quite good, and whistled at Roman,

"That's what I like the most! Goddess Waujin taught us that there's nothing you can't buy with gold, doesn't she?"

"What is this?"

Roman didn't want to deal with the rude Rattle, but he accidentally found a well-hidden letter from the pile of gold coins scattered, so he picked it up, took a quick look, and threw it to Rattle, who was playing with a few large gems with a look of intoxication.

"It doesn't look like human language, come and see!"

"Oh?"

Rattle picked up the letter, and frowned when he first saw it,

"If I'm not mistaken, this is supposed to be a variant of Elvish, well! ”

"Can you understand what's in it?"

Roman sat slowly on the only chair on the wide deck, holding a rough soul crystal, teasing the imp Priss who was riding on his shoulder.

"Yes, yes, but it may take some time! There are so many meaningless modal words and adjectives in the elven language family that I have to pick out the really meaningful sentences before I can continue translating. ”

"It's okay, we've got a lot of time! and we're almost in Bay City, aren't we?" )