Three men - two men and a head, to be exact - entered the barren desert again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if an empty shack is not suitable for long-term living, it still takes enough courage to leave it behind.

Sometimes, in the face of the world and fate, in the face of the unknown, the forgotten part of the transcendent, the part of the mortal, the weak, will quietly wake up and remind them that they may not be as different as they originally imagined compared to the past. They were beaten back to square one by setbacks.

Transcendent people who refuse to admit this tend to get lost in the illusion of power, and they get carried away, believing that they can do anything. And arrogance will only bring about self-destruction. Full of losses, humble benefits, for them, is also a wise saying.

Both scenarios are dangerous. A mountain is always higher than a mountain. Even extraordinary people will be powerless. Many wizards, either because of untimely vacillation, or because of untimely arrogance, have ended up with no place to bury. The so-called talented and overbearing, after all, is just a passing moment, like an absurd dream life.

Fortunately, Teng Yunshen still found the direction.

It stands to reason that he has mastered the magic that is not bound by the world without being taught, and it is very dangerous to fall into the hands of an ignorant child like a pistol that is eager to try.

But he came step by step, the mountains of swords and the sea of fire, full of difficulties and dangers, and there were many times when his life hung by a thread. I have never been proud, and I have never forgotten my form.

The inscrutable wise man has become a prisoner of self-limitation, and the famous king has become a ghost who has not seen the light of day, a hero who has turned a blind eye to the world, and a tyrant who has rebelled against his relatives. Seeing that the three of them have great powers, and they can't avoid the troubles of the world, he doesn't dare to forget his cautious heart.

Teng Yunshen did not lose his nature because he suddenly gained extraordinary power.

At the same time, the various calamities in the past few days have also polished his will into a truly otherworldly brilliance.

Facing the barren desert, Teng Yunshen still looked calm.

The unsolvable situation finally saw a way out, which made him abandon all pessimism and be full of energy. For those in a desperate situation, a little hope is enough to cheer them up.

Besides, even if he returned to the bustling city, what could he do? He still remembered the experience of crossing the layers of blockade of the Black Sword Society alone. All the time, trembling. If you are not careful, you will definitely die.

If he does not completely crush the enemy, he will never be at peace.

Teng Yunshen once again distracted his attention to the chess game between the Secret Society Alliance and the Black Sword Society.

Although he is not even a pawn, proper thinking is always harmless and even beneficial......

Let's start with the Secret Society Alliance, which he knows better.

Alliances made up of secret societies have a long history. Unlike the United Nations, which is notoriously lacking in substantive power, the Confederacy of Secret Societies, which unites various schools of thought, has been the supreme authority in the supernatural world since ancient times.

However, from its inception to the present day, the Secret Order Alliance has undergone several generations. You sing and I'll appear. Countless romantic figures are among them, walking into the front of the stage and behind the scenes, leaving a name for a while, and leaving a name for a hundred generations.

The current Union of Secret Societies, which emerged during the three world wars, is vigorous even by the standards of secular nations.

It inherits the old orthodoxy and creates a new situation that is more dynamic than the new things that can be seen everywhere in the age of information explosion.

A hundred years of time, in the eyes of wizards, is just a flick of a finger. However, the Secret Society Alliance has brought about earth-shaking changes in the flick of a finger. This was perhaps the first time that wizards realized that they could learn from those fleeting mortals......

However, at the moment, when the Black Sword Society was aggressive, the Secret Society Alliance showed fatigue. Overnight, it seemed to be dying old and unable to keep up with the other's footsteps.

Decades of peace have made the wizards accustomed to a comfortable life. The White Moon is an academic institution, and the Secret Society Alliance is just an academic institution that has been magnified countless times. The wizards were content with highly developed academic exchanges, and no longer continued to hone their fighting skills, so much so that they were caught off guard by the Black Sword Society. The Order Alliance has a strong army, but underestimates the enemy, causing them heavy losses.

The lavish peace structure dragged down the delicate structure of war.

Next was the Black Sword Society, which he might not know much about, but was impressed.

Su Ruiwen, the heroic shapeshifter mage, the girl he had always forgotten, provided him with the original outline of the Black Sword Society.

They gather in pursuit of the ethereal sword of pitch black, reminiscent of fanatical devouts. Indeed, like those who were still in the Middle Ages, they were passionate about killing people and stealing goods. The difference is that they do not worship gods. Evil is their banner.

Zhao He interrupted Teng Yunshen's reverie: "You shouldn't think of coins as a source of metal magic. ”

The wizard took refuge in the box to avoid an evil that was more terrible than the scorching sun. Zhao He took on the job of giving Teng Yunshen a make-up lesson alone. He's not a fighter, but it's more than enough to teach the other party a little common sense.

Teng Yunshen spread his hands: "I don't have many choices. ”

He was telling the truth. Ever since he boarded the White Moon train, he had been overwhelmed by the ensuing battle. He didn't have a chance to pick and choose at all.

Teng Yunshen was vague, and Zhao He had no intention of asking. Everyone has their own secrets, and this is especially true for wizards.

......

Blood climbed the necks of the Black Sword Society warriors. It was his own blood, and at this moment, it had become a deadly viper.

"The bonds of blood are so deep-rooted. You see, I'll find them soon. The Blood Mage poked at the thick blood mist with a smile, "They're in danger. ”

The Black Sword Order warrior opened his mouth, but all that came out of it were misshapen teeth.

"You're dead. They are also dead. The Blood Mage let go of the Blood-Colored Serpent entrenched above his head, "But you still have one more chance, a chance to end this as soon as possible. ”

The Black Sword Society warrior opened his eyes.

"I love torturing people, so there's a castle for that, you know? There are all kinds of cruel torture instruments. The Blood Mage smiled brightly, "But if you can give me the rest of the fun, I don't mind letting them die a happy death...... Hand over your accomplices to me. ”