Could it be that there are beings who have survived thousands of years and still not died?

There were complicated magic patterns on the crescent moon, which did not belong to elemental magic, and Li Laifu clearly felt that the mysteries contained in those veins were completely different from the five-series magic elements he perceived, and those patterns were very mysterious, or more complicated and cumbersome than the five-system elemental magic.

Time and space, these two mysterious spirits are actually attached to the crescent moon, and the original rules of time have become slag like broken glass, frozen in the void, no, even the void has become extremely weird, this world seems to have become a chaotic place without rules.

Contrary to all common sense and knowledge, there are people who vainly try to kill creatures from other different eras through the imprisonment of the long river of time!

The coffin seemed to be floating on the sea, swaying, and I don't know where it will be reopened in the next moment.

Under Li Laifu's feet was a chaotic world, the rules of magic were disordered, the elements roared and roared, the wind and thunder were intertwined, and the stinking rain fell unscrupulously on the ground.

"Establishing a friendship with the nine magical elements is not at all in line with the magic laws of the Sea of Wisdom and Ignorance, even in the heyday of magic, it is impossible to give birth to such a bastard who tramples the rules under his feet, and the light is heretical, can't those magic elves see that this is such a caring guy. ”

Li Laifu's head was dizzy for a long time before he got out of the trouble from those questions as long as the Verdun Mountains, sorted out his thoughts, and peeked at the lone skull in his eyes, he was suspended in the coffin, the golden soul fire was burning, as if there was still a trace of life.

Although this child felt that his experience was really a bit miserable, he still didn't believe that anyone could break through the shackles of time at this moment, because in the Eternal Continent, the rules were supreme.

Moreover, the so-called Arsenal magical civilization he has never heard of, and the "Chronicle of the Eternal Continent" written by the Holy See of Light does have some records of the era before the 'Light', although most of them use such understated words as 'past', 'once' and 'distant years' to ignore it, as if the group of jackals wearing sacred robes and eating people are deliberately covering something, but for the record of the Magic Era, they seem to be very generous, perhaps because the light element is also one of the magic elements, in the description' In this chapter of the pinnacle of magic, the poets of the Holy See have always been stingy with the most sincere pen and ink.

From the heyday to the decay of the eternal continent, there is never a shortage of wise people struggling roars, those magicians have the terrifying destructive power that implies 'destruction', this meat grinder in the continental war in the eternal world unimpeded, but never overbearing, because the wise they understand that low-key is the essence of survival, but they still can't let the glorious light shine on their bodies forever.

Those old mages miscalculated, the goddess of fate will not always stare at the same people with her beautiful pupils, the Eternal Continent is too big, the world is big, and the people who can accommodate it will be mixed

The legendary era of the most glorious 'laughter of the wise' of the magical civilization disappeared without a trace in the sun, and the most prosperous and wise magical era also drew a perfect end.

Li Laifu consciously ignored the last sentence of this magical era recorded in the "Chronicles of the Eternal Continent", "They lost their glory because they did not believe in the God of Light", racked his brains but still couldn't think of when a magical civilization called 'Arsenal' appeared, there are only two possibilities for this situation, the first is because this civilization does not belong to the era of 'Laughter of the Wise', but is in another era of magical civilization, it is far more than ' The laughter of the wise is even more prosperous, and there are even mysterious mages who can control the nine systems of magic, but the probability of this happening is too small, basically the same as the probability of meeting the Holy Maiden of the Holy See in some dirty kiln.

In particular, Li Laifu will never be hypocritical to believe that the Holy See of Light will allow this opportunity to package its authoritative image to pass, because no matter how powerful and ancient this magical civilization is, it will eventually disappear, and some things will disappear, and they may become eternal, but most of them have become the bones of another civilization, used to remember the humble past and set off the glory of the present.

As for the second possibility

Li Laifu's dark eyes gradually flashed with a sharp gaze, and he couldn't help but murmur in his mouth.

"Even now I don't understand what's going on, it's all too weird, the only explanation, I'm still under the control of others, my thoughts, my thoughts, and my perception of the real and false are all under the control of others, and everything in front of me is just the black joke of the gray-robed man who has been hiding in the corner. ”

The gray-robed man that appeared in Li Laifu's mind was terrifying, especially the control and restraint of the soul was even more unguardable, unless a human being was an old mage who had been rippling in the sea of magic for countless years, he definitely did not have this kind of vast and boundless spiritual power.

"It's all fake?"

Li Laifu muttered, and suddenly felt his body shake, and a trace of shock flashed in his dark eyes.

"What's going on!"

Before the doubt could be resolved, there was a more violent shaking sensation, and the strange black Liuling coffin seemed to have suffered a violent impact, faintly cracking open.

Tiny cracks began to spread inside the coffin, this was a deep space, Li Laifu was quite comfortable in it, although it was a little dark and damp ominous, but at least it was more comfortable than sinking into the depths of the sea of wisdom and ignorance.

"Wait, this coffin isn't floating in an ocean of magic!"

Li Laifu's eyes widened, the internal structure of this coffin began to slowly become transparent, and some clues could be vaguely seen in the scene outside.

A bright star, they gathered together, shining in the gray sky, these stars hugged each other, cheered and sang, as if turning into a narrow river.

A lonely coffin, slowly moving forward in this long river, I don't know where the end is, because I can't see the end of this river of stars, and I can't turn back, because I haven't drifted for a while, the stars behind me will disappear like dust, scattered in the vast sky.

"Where is this?"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely mysterious word appeared in Li Laifu's heart, his own unimaginability, if he was really in 'that' place, he might never be able to return to his original world.

'The long river of time'.

Whether it is the establishment or collapse of an empire, or the advent of gods and the extinction of a race, the beginning of the long poem in the bard's mouth will definitely use this hazy word, but now, Li Laifu has an inexplicable determination in his heart, and this stupidity makes him firmly believe in it to warn him that this is the legendary river of time, and he is swimming in this long river to the unknown.

Li Laifu set off a storm in his mind at this moment, he was completely awake, this was not a black joke, he really encountered a 'satanic wrath'.

In the history of the Eternal Continent, there are always some problems that cannot be explained by the 'Admonition of the God of Light', such as the unnatural death of a Holy Rank powerhouse, the head of a certain Pope of Light being hung on the ear of the statue of the God of Light, such as the ancient forbidden places located in the eight corners of the Eternal Continent, there will be a few days in each calendar year, and those forbidden places will make some strange sounds at night, the sonorous sound of beating the war hammer during forging, obscure songs and chanting, and the whispers of some ancient beings.

Later, all the strange things that could not be explained were uniformly called 'the wrath of Satan' by the Holy See of Light.

"Epic of Light" records that a long time ago, the demon king Satan was beaten from the sky into the abyss and hell by the god of light, but the anger in the heart of this demon king has not been extinguished, and on the strongest days of the dark forces in each era, he will use the demon king's evil magic to re-descend on the continent, looking for sacrifices for him to vent his demonic anger.

Although no one believes this kind of nonsense, this kind of statement has been handed down, Li Laifu seems to be in a mysterious space with an inexplicable face, and he feels that the time around him is constantly passing, and this kind of passing is fast, as long as it passes, there will never be a turning back.

"Where is the end of the long river of time?"

Li Laifu's expression was a little dazed, and the color of horror gradually condensed in his eyes.

"Destruction everything has been destroyed, neither human nor other races have been born, civilization and epic are still waiting to be fed in the nurturing swaddling clothes of the years, the continent is in chaos, and I will go to eternal death. ”

Looking up into the distance, the bright galaxy was like a demon with its mouth open at this moment, ugly and evil, but too powerful to resist.

Suddenly, there was a flat tone, gently echoing in Li Laifu's ears, like the tide of the sea, full of natural breath, this tone was not from the benevolent redemption of the God of Light, but made the distance between Li Laifu and the abyss of death a little closer.

"From the distant Gazer, remember, the magical glory of the Arsenal must not be desecrated!"