"A magical elf means a world, and there is infinite wisdom within them. ”

"Magical elves are just a vehicle for mages to wield wisdom, in other words, real mages can concoct elves of any magical element out of thin air. ”

Li Laifu held a magic book in his hand, chanting silently, obscure murmurs intertwined in the lost place, and the dim attic in front of him, all the scenes reminded him of that time many years ago.

Shaking his head a little tiredly, Li Laifu sat on a quaint Canaan wooden chair, staring at the various strange and esoteric picture scroll patterns on the ceiling, and smiled bitterly.

These two wise admonitions come from two very different eras of magical glory, the former in which the elements of magic were supreme and supreme, and the latter in which a mage could construct any magical world at will, and that neither the views nor the rhythm of the mantras were like enemies.

It just so happened that the guy who uttered the latter sentence was an old sage who was worshipped as a god in the mage world of the Eternal Continent today, and also a certain magical master who represented the 'epic' in the past, in the mouth of the bard, this sage retired in his old age, some people say that he stepped into a new ocean, turned into a watchtower in the middle of the sea of wisdom and ignorance, and some people said that they had seen his rickety but terrifying back from afar somewhere in the polar region of the Eternal Continent, which was known as ' The forbidden land of the Death Cage, no matter what posterity says, the exploits of this wise man will never be erased, especially in the Age of Light, where every mage must add his noble and wise surname before chanting a spell in order to maximize his magical destructive power.

Although he had forgotten who the old sage's name was, Li Laifu really didn't expect that this supreme wisdom authority would be challenged by another wise man.

"A book of heretical mages. ”

Li Laifu made a pertinent evaluation of the legendary gift of magic in the Divine Apocalypse Tavern, a light flashed in his inky pupils, and in an instant, a fireball rose in the palm of his left hand, and a wind blade was also circling in the palm of his right hand.

Just as Kamel Ji said, the Eternal Continent is not an era where class can represent everything, and even the lowest magic fireball can make the silver swordsman of the third order of the third order Moore hate him.

According to the records of this magic book in his hand, the highest-level incantation that Li Laifu can chant so far comes from one of the chapters called 'Chain Wisdom'.

Standing up, Li Laifu slowly walked down the attic, the enchantress was not there, the dim kerosene light maintained the last ray of light in the chaotic capital, as early as the first day after the collapse of the black castle, there were some noisy sounds, the depraved tavern at the head of another street lost the light of the magic lamp, and along with the light, there was also the fallen knight Charles, who once had countless glory and glory.

"Do you want to go out, it's not very safe outside. ”

The silver-robed old man squinted at a tall and magnificent building in the distance, narrowing his bloody eyes.

The Colosseum of Mostima, the place of sin that was full of people, where countless exiles and criminals had set foot in it, had ceased in the last few days, and there was no shouting or roaring, no wailing and hoarse chanting.

Li Laifu nodded, and said helplessly: "It is an absolutely safe place on the Eternal Continent, except for the divine throne under the crotch of the Vatican Bright Pope, it is really difficult for me to find a second place, by the way, this thing is very good, I have never seen it when I was in the Tustin Kingdom." ”

Pointing to the black pipe in the old man's hand, Li Laifu's pupils flashed with a hint of hope.

"A gift from the goblin civilization is more precious than the Holy Scepter in the hands of the Pope of Light, of course, if you can do something that makes me awe-inspired, I am willing to give you one, but unfortunately, the day when the door of the Santa Feth Academy will open is still far away, and it is estimated that you will not live to that time. ”

The silver-robed old man exhaled a puff of smoke with enjoyment, and his blood-colored eyes were completely closed, as if he was reminiscing about the dizzy happiness.

Li Laifu was silent, is this a joke, maybe not, looking at the decaying city wall in the distance, the child suddenly felt a burst of sadness.

The piano is gone, and the black castle is crumbling.

The demon statue is buried in the dust.

The fate of Ellsbeth and the bearded dwarf is uncertain.

I was lucky enough to survive.

All the misfortunes seem to have condensed into a mountain of dry wood, and at this moment, it may only take a small spark to ignite a monstrous flame, not a spark, just anger.

"I walked around and found a grave, hoping it would give me a good night's sleep. ”

Li Laifu smiled awkwardly at the silver-robed old man, and faded away in his strange gaze.

This is the third day of the collapse of the Black Castle, and for the City of Chaos, these three days are a period of fragmentation and even turmoil in the land of peace, and the evildoers gathered in front of the space magic array are as powerful as ants, but every guy with an extremely hideous face in the past all exudes fear and uneasiness at this time. In the concept of the 'Nine Classes', their strength probably hovers between the Triple Silver Swordsman and the Five Rank Swordsmen, and a few excellent guys can barely touch the heels of the Sixfold Swordsman, and as for the mages, they can't use the concept of the Nine Classes to distinguish strength.

Perhaps in any kingdom of the Eternal Continent, the strength of the 'Triple or even Five' would allow them to earn some good praise, but in the chaotic capital of the Continent, which is famous for its killing and wailing, they can't even sleep, you know, if you want to stand on your own here, you must at least earn the title of 'Exile'.

Their natural sensitivities gave them a faint smell of destruction, and they wanted to escape from this place, just as they had fled into the City of Chaos.

"The exiles are not yet the top power in the chaotic capital, in addition to the ancient creatures in the black castle, there are also several older generation of exiles who have already had the strength to leave this land, but are willing to continue to sink for some ulterior purposes, the forces behind them are extremely mysterious, in the black land, they are called the 'first generation'. ”

The enchantress's words echoed in Li Laifu's ears again, this child walked silently on a certain street in the chaotic capital, dark and silent, except for a few withered Canaanite trees, he couldn't see the hideous face of the wicked man, but he could vaguely feel the wisps of terrible aura spreading in the chaotic city.

A lot has happened in the past three days, in addition to those sinners who are about to defect, there are also many strong people who have been hiding in the darkness to come out, and it is said that there is even a non-human creature among them.

They are all the so-called 'first generation', the black castle has quietly collapsed, the flame of sanctions imposed by the winged angel has not yet been extinguished, the ancient black creatures have fallen, all the shocks have made them feel a little weird, they know in their hearts that the chaotic city is about to usher in the biggest crisis in the Age of Light, whether to fight or flee, every sinner is struggling in their hearts, they are the same.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

The seven realms contained the terrifying aura of different civilizations, scattered in all corners of the three streets of the chaotic capital, this time they did not hold back, and all their might was fully revealed, like a round of black sun.

Li Laifu's heart ebbed and flowed, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

"If you can make the forces of the City of Chaos and the Elder Cathedral have a collision between light and darkness"

Snooker, the spiritual leader of Eld Cathedral, is not a stupid believer, and it takes more than just a devout worship of the god of light to make his church's ancient kingdom of Tustin stand for countless years.

There was no reason for the City of Chaos to anger other forces for an outsider who had offended his majesty, not to mention that the terrifying black sanctuary had disappeared in the distance.

The chaotic city may be on the road of no return from glory to destruction.

Li Laifu sighed, and suddenly felt a chill in his left ankle, he lowered his head and saw a miserable white smiling face.

"Ghost!"

"Ahh

The mournful wail echoed in the black earth, and a thin arm was placed on Li Laifu's left ankle, and the sudden crisis made the child understand the difference between the undead and the ghost