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"Instigated me to fight hard with the sea god next time we meet, and now tell me what happened on Kulolo Island, don't tell me this time that I am old and have a bad memory, and I can't remember the events of seven thousand years ago. Toth's voice was unceremoniously heard by the crackling of keys, a little different from the image Frederick had in mind.

"You know that it was not I who instigated you. Moser grinned and looked at Frederick, "Culolo, that's a very important event for humanity, and I happen to have a more convincing person here, though he's not very good at storytelling." ”

"If it were you, I would have hit the Holy Mountain," Toth said disdainfully, "Speaking of storytelling, is there anyone better than you? ”

"I'm the necromancer Frederick, Lord Thoth, and although I'd love to tell you this story, it involves a secret inside the necromancer, so can you tell me why you're asking about these things?"

But what he never expected was that Thort really just wanted to know what the mages were doing here seven thousand years ago, and the reason he asked here was that there happened to be an angel who could resonate with his mind, and it was obviously easier to talk to Moser than to contact other mages.

As for being used as a weapon against the god of the sea, Toth said that even if you instructed me, I will put it aside first, and tell me that what I want to know is the right thing, and it is a big deal that I will not need you one day, and it will not be too late to break up the friendship at that time.

"Necromancer?" The crackling knock stopped, and the contemptuous voice coming from the other end made Frederick frown, "Forget it, Frederick, I'll come over and ask for the reason why I naturally have it, just tell me." ”

Frederick couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had been ordered in this tone, but he wasn't annoyed, and said as carefully as an ordinary necromancer: "'Kurolo' means happiness in Elven language, but we prefer to call it Christmas Town because the first necromancer was born there......"

"Death Kern. "And he didn't admit to being a necromancer." ”

Frederick's face was pale, it wasn't the first time he had seen Toth's mess up with this nonsense, every time Toth did this, it was probably to say "I'm not interested in this thing, do you think it's time to change the subject", but this familiar tone still made him can't help but ask Messer: "Did he really give up that memory?"

Moser has one hand, and there is nothing to doubt that Toth can leave the elven ruins.

"Well, the human mage Kern, as you wrote, set off a rebellion against the elves, using the necromancy he created, and of course, the reason I mention him is that the place where they fought was in Kurolo. Frederick continued, "There's no denying that Kern is a genius, but even if he is ten times more talented, he can't defeat the standard Elven Guards on his own. But just as you're doing now, the elves of their heyday have set up laboratories around the world, the town of Kurolo, to house a monster they've captured from the Void. ”

"Monster?" Thoth manipulated the carrier pigeon's hand with an uncontrollable shock, and none of the void creatures named monsters were easy to deal with.

"We still don't know what it is. Frederick said with some frustration, "The forest elves would rather refuse to be offered a lucrative quid pro quo than to reveal the details of the thing, they just say that it is a monster that can never be killed." ”

"So, Kern got the monster's help?" asked Thoth.

"On the contrary, he killed the monster in a way we would never have imagined. Frederick said calmly, "Unleash the monster and kill it at the end." ”

"There's a monster that was omitted," Toth scratched his head, "and how did he kill him...... Well...... A creature that cannot die. ”

"As I just said, we would never have thought of a way. Frederick had a rare sense of humor, but the dark humor of necromancers was generally difficult to understand, so he could only reap the displeasure of his audience.

"Don't you know nothing, Moses, let him speak. Toth said angrily.

"If you don't say what you want to do, how can people tell you about your profession, but I can't find any record of that monster, and I don't know much more than he said. Moser spoke.

Kern calls that day Christmas, and all we can see is a fixed point in time and space, and the time-forgotten sea that surrounds the island. ”

"What sea?" Thoth didn't hear what Messer meant, and suddenly the black ship shook violently, and the body that was close to a hundred meters collapsed inward a little bit, and Toth only saw the wall of the room hit it hard, and before the barrier could be unfolded, it collided with something, and that thing seemed to be soft.

The huge black ship, in the blink of an eye, turned into a small wooden boat that even three people could not let go, and Toth, who was huddled together with the two of them, was surprised to see that there was a clear boundary between the night and dusk on the sea, which seemed to enclose a ring around the island of Culolo, and the mirror-like sea reflected the purple and orange sky.

Toth leaned down, but could not find his own shadow, and even if he stirred up the ripples, he was quickly calmed by the magic of dead silence, as if the sea at dusk had frozen the sky forever in the sky of an unknown amount of time.

"Well, I saw it. Toth put away the carrier pigeon and said, but he was not sure whether this sentence had been heard by Moser or not, because he clearly sensed that the time gap that filled the place had made the resonance of the mind that had always been invincible lose its original ability.

"The connection is broken. Moses waved the angel away, and said, "It can't be such a coincidence, they crashed into it as soon as they said it." ”

"It's a place where all the means of communication are isolated, and even the ship will be permanently stranded there, I hope they're ready, or else, hehe, the legendary mage is trapped at sea, and someone has to row a boat to get him back, it's a shame. Frederick was a little gloating.

"The person whose physical life span is about to reach the limit, how can he still fight with him, if it is really like what you said, we are really busy. Moser laughed, "When do you plan to transform into a lich, or simply come to my side and become the Holy Spirit." ”

"Then it's better for you to come to us, you have nothing to do with the church anyway. Frederick replied, "I'm just worried that you're going to be too risky if you put all your chips on him." And if you look at the way he speaks, I'm just going to meet the bosses of other forces, who can bear it. ”

"I can't say, he's the one who stands at the top, and besides, he doesn't necessarily know your identity. "I don't think the Mage Guild's library still holds information about the Dead Man's Country. ”

"And, whether it's Culolo or whatever, I always believe in him. ”