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Wren activated the Lich Mark on the back of his hand, and instantly felt a special power surging through his body.

It was dark before his eyes, and he was in the glorious palace.

He appeared right in front of the throne, with a dark gold chair at his side.

"Yes, you are very trustworthy. A voice said, "You can sit down." ”

Wren sat down in his chair and looked up at the Lich Girouram in front of him.

As he got closer, he could see more clearly, the lich's body as if it were made of black smoke. These black smoke are entangled together, giving off an evil aura.

"You seem curious about me. A voice woke Wren from his trance.

A hint of horror flashed in his eyes, and his face was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "There is no wizard who is not curious about the lich. ”

But they were more afraid. Girourum replied with interest.

Wren was slightly awe-inspiring.

"Continuing with what you said last time, there's something about the City of Dusk. Girourum ended the meaningless conversation.

Wren began to tell Girouram what he knew about the founding of the City of Twilight and the deeds of the Lord of Twilight.

From time to time, Girouram interjected a few words, such as mocking the ignorance of the common people, saying that the famous Lord of the Twilight was just a man of fame.

At the end of most of the day, Wren said, "That's all for today, I'm about to leave." ”

Giruram nodded meaningfully.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Wren's heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and he took a few deep breaths before suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said, "Can you tell me about the witch tree?"

"Witch Tree. The lich's strange flaming eyes flashed with an inexplicable brilliance.

"It's just a legendary message. He said slowly, "Do you know what this world is made of?"

"What the world is made of?" Wren raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Giruram bowed his head and said: "The whole world we live in is composed of countless planes, and they are like honeycombs that are closely connected to each other, and the power reaches a certain level and can even break through the crystal walls between different planes, which is the fundamental reason why wizards are truly powerful. ”

Wren frowned.

He was not surprised that the world was divided into countless planes like a honeycomb, after all, he had guessed before.

But what this had to do with wizards, he was quite curious.

Giruram's words did not contain a trace of emotion, and he said, "The Wizarding Continent is one of the most powerful planes in the world. ”

"Sorcerers stand on top of the world, their footprints in every plane, conquering and enslaving endless species, conquering gods and demons......"

Wren was breathing heavily, and his heart was pounding.

But......

Wren was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Giruram set his eyes on him: "You must be very strange, since the wizard is so powerful, why is the wizard on the Shenyao Continent you mentioned believe in demons, and now the Dragon Continent where you are located is being watched by demons who are not in the stream?"

Wren opened his mouth and nodded silently.

"That's because...... All planes are divided into five levels according to the rules and power system, Shenyao Continent is just a transcendent plane on the verge of collapse and about to degenerate into the lowest level of Dead Silence Plane, as for the Dragon Grace Continent, according to what you said, it is just a crystal core plane. ”

"Above them, there is also the Law Plane that has the existence of law wizards, and the ultimate wizard continent. Girouram looked at Wren with a faint look and asked, "Isn't it yearning?"

"If you reach the wizard plane, you can find more powerful power, and it is possible to truly realize the strength and greatness of wizards!"

The yearning on Wren's face disappeared, and he asked, "What does all this have to do with the witch tree in my sea of consciousness?"

Giruram looked at him and let out a weird laugh: "The most important thing for a wizard is not the witchcraft he masters, but his sea of consciousness. ”

"All kinds of strange appearances in the sea of consciousness represent the talent of the wizard himself. ”

Wren suddenly thought of the scene in Heidi's sea of consciousness, and asked, "What if there is an endless flame in a person's sea of consciousness?"

He had thought it was a vision of a Blood Crystal wizard, but after studying the texts, he realized otherwise.

Girouram's body froze visibly and asked, "Have you ever seen someone like this?"

Wren was silent.

Giruram looked at Wren deeply and replied, "That is a talent second only to the Witch Tree, there is a wizard family in the Wizarding Continent, and there is one in every generation who has such a talent, this kind of person is born with an extraordinary understanding of the law of fire, and can easily reach the peak of the law wizard in the future." ”

"What are your strength?" Wren asked cautiously.

Girouram stared at Wren for a long time, and it wasn't until Wren's scalp went numb that he spoke, "Great Lich...... Why, do you want to feel my power?"

The Great Lich, is he as powerful as that Law Wizard?!

Wren was about to veto, when he suddenly felt a cold breath coming.

His eyes widened, and under his gaze, a layer of ice crystals appeared, from the throne under Giruram's body to Wren's seat, and the white cold air floated along the long staircase, covering the entire palace with a layer of ice crystals in an instant.

Rao is Ren's physique is extraordinary, and he also felt a chill to the bone.

"Put away your thoughts," Girouram said with a mocking look at Wren, "I can kill you with a single thought!"

Wren was bitter and thought that the Lich was a notorious creature of evil, and that he would want to kill people at the slightest disagreement.

Fortunately, Girunam did not have murderous intentions, and after deterring Rennes, he withdrew his strength.

Touching his forehead, Wren found that a layer of cold sweat was oozing out unconsciously.

After a long silence, Girourm waved his hand at Rennes: "You can go." ”

With a flash of light, Wren reappeared in the goblin tribe.

Looking at the mysterious reliefs on the wall, Wren took a deep breath and stretched out his hand, and a little flame flew out, melting those reliefs into magma in an instant.

"With such extraordinary power, it can easily crush Superman on the earth, but I didn't expect that it is still as weak as an ant in this world. There was a hint of self-deprecation in Wren's eyes.

Girouram's final performance made the complacency of the previous days completely disappear, especially the composition of the world and the level of strength that the other party talked about, which made him realize his weakness.

"One day, I will also set foot on the Wizard Continent!" his eyes grew firm.

"It's a pity that I still can't ask the origin of the witch tree. Wren had some regrets.