It can't be no one without one, and Siegel firmly believes that.

Elemental surges have never been able to dissolve corpses, and the elves have always wanted to prevent the Mage Federation from escaping, so they have set up many defenses and sent people to monitor them day and night. And most importantly: no matter how fierce the fighting is, is there not even a single survivor?

He walked through the wreckage of the Tri-Peaks Pagoda towards the rest area. With the exception of the Archmage, other spellcasters and apprentices live there on a daily basis. There are bedrooms, dining rooms, study rooms and living rooms, and it is the most bustling place in normal times.

Outside the building, there is also a garden with green grass and colorful flowers surrounding the maple tree in the center. This tree was planted when the Mage Federation was founded, and it has a history of more than 100 years. In autumn, it is a fiery area and the scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

But Siegel turned the corner, and the maple trees were still there, but the garden was gone. In their place, there are graves.

The tombs were very simple, with wooden plaques written in dragon language on them in front of low earthen bags, and mage insignia carved with knives. The soil of the tomb was mixed with plants from the original garden, grass, leaves, and flowers all together, as if a beautiful quilt had been placed on the deceased.

Next to the cemetery, Siegel saw the only thing that the entire federation was active in: the Iron Golem of Alexander, the Lion King.

As a constructor of magical immunity, the Iron Golem has its own internal structure and does not require the intervention of external forces, so Siegel believes that it may be able to survive the invasion of elemental surges. But after that, the Iron Golem must have endured a tough battle, its steel body covered in scars. One leg is gone from the knee down. Shoulders and skulls were also smashed. Crookedly leaning on his body.

Maybe some clues can be taken from it.

Siegel walked over, the Iron Golem's eyes fixed on him. Then, a puff of green smoke erupted from behind the golem's body, spreading with an acidic stench. Siegel took two steps back and fanned the wind with his hand. Under his astonished gaze, the steel plate on the Iron Golem's chest opened to both sides, revealing the people inside.

Alexander, the lion king, was lying weakly inside the Iron Golem, covered in blood.

"Lion King!" Siegel hurriedly ran forward. He handed over a healing potion.

Alexander took the potion with trembling hands, drank it with his head up, and threw the bottle away. Siegel found his hands hot, as if they had been steamed, as well as his body. The wound on the chest and abdomen was infected and gave off a foul smell.

"It looks hopeless. Alexander laughed self-deprecatingly: "The healing magic has no effect at all, this body is finished." ”

"I'll teleport back to Myr, where there's a Golem Priest, maybe ......"

The Lion King raised his hand and interrupted Siegel's words. He looked very weak. But there is still a terrifying momentum between the eyes. He looked at Siegel, his eyes fixed on the staff of defense in his hand. Then he asked, "Have you joined the Mage Guild?"

Siegel shook his head.

Alexander nodded, struggled to prop himself up, and sat down in front of Siegel. The blood that flowed out of the wound was no longer blood, but gray-green pus and suppressed **. Although his movements were slow and clumsy, he still didn't want Siegel to touch him. It was as if his body was more fragile than the thin ice of spring, destroying it by touch or body heat.

"There are a lot of good things in the association, but it's really not a good thing. Alexander was sweating profusely, but the sweat was quickly evaporated by the high heat. "Throw the defensive staff aside, and I'll tell you a story. ”

Siegel thought for a moment, then threw the staff far away.

"Look, I don't want what happened at the Tri-Peaks Tower to be buried. ”

The Lion King lifted his finger and tapped it lightly on Siegel's forehead, then began to cast the spell. Siegel was about to remind him that he had set up layers of protection in his mind in order to prevent being affected by the spirit spells of the Knox Commons. If you cast a spell like this, it triggers six spell defenses, which have no effect at all.

But Alexander's eyes flashed, and the spell passed through the layers of protection and successfully entered Siegel's mind, and all the protective spells did not react.

Is this the power of an archmage? I've never heard of it.

He was about to use his magic to protect himself when he received a message from Alexander's finger. It was a reenactment of the battle from the perspective of the Lion King, telling the story of what happened after he returned to the Tri-Peaks Tower.

Then, the fingers left Siegel's forehead and dropped weakly. He closed his eyes and took a break while he waited for Siegel to finish reading the memories.

It took exactly ten minutes for Siegel to come to his senses. Not only did he see, but he felt first-hand what Alexander had experienced since he returned to Waterdeep. How he emptied the mana pool, how he transferred important possessions of the Mage Federation, how he duel with Archmage Caspar.

However, there was only a part of the duel, and there was no result, nor what happened when the elemental surge hit later.

"Those can't be passed on to you with memories. Alexander closed his eyes and said weakly: "Your mind will think that the pain in it is real, causing your body to collapse, just like me." ”

"Is Casper dead?"

The Lion King nodded and pointed to one of the tombstones: "He is buried there." Although an enemy, he is also a member of the Federation and is eligible to be buried there. ”

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, but I have a lot of less time left than you do, so I'll ask first. Alexander's eyes opened suddenly, and he whispered in a hoarse voice, "Did you cause all this?"

Siegel froze in place, and nodded after a moment. "I devised a plan to get the elves and Knox to fight together. It was I who reported to the Mage Guild about the association and the relationship between the Guild and Nakus. It was also I who blocked the orc reinforcements recruited by Casper, and I arranged for the steppe tribes to attack Waterdeep. ”

Alexander looked at Siegel with glowing eyes, staring at him fiercely, and the atmosphere became extremely tense. As far as Alexander could remember, only two living people were left in the Mage Federation of the Three Peaks Pagoda, and half of them were buried in the grave. As for the ones in the underground library of the Heim Territory, even Siegel now doesn't know if they belong to the Federation or the Mage Guild.

"Young people. You're not lying. You have a lot of guts. The Lion King suddenly laughed. Despite laughing while coughing up blood. "Although your actions have exacerbated the losses of the Mage Federation and led to the current situation, it is enough for you to be the victor. ”

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said to Siegel, "If it weren't for you, the Mage Guild would have possessed all the fruits of victory." ”

"As long as you're alive, the Mage Federation has not failed. Siegel said, "How can I heal your wounds? I can use teleportation to take you where you need to be." ”

"It's useless, it's Casper's ability. He used spells to convince me of one thing. It's time for the end of life. My body believed this, so I didn't even bother to treat the wound and waited for death. However, he didn't feel good, and I assimilated all the spell abilities, and then burned to death by the burning hand. Two archmages, all of them will die together, hahahaha!"

Alexander laughed so hard that Siegel was a little overwhelmed. "Can't the archmage's magic be lifted, and if it's put in a place where the magic spell can't take effect, can it be suppressed?"

He thought of the sacred place of the Jackdaw tribe. If that magical land could suppress the operation of Casper's spell, would there be a chance to heal Alexander? But at least there is hope for survival.

The Lion King shook his head, his fluffy blonde hair swaying. It's like a lion. "You have not become an archmage and do not know the characteristics of your abilities. All abilities are instantaneous, like a flash of light, and then leave no trace. Casper's spells have taken effect and end immediately, with no chance to suppress, dispel, or modify them later. ”

"What are your archmage abilities?"

The Lion King looked at Siegel, sighed, and said, "They're all going to die anyway, so it's okay to tell you." I was able to erase the uniqueness of the magical effect and forge the caster's identification within it. It's like I cast a spell on you just now, and although you have designed a lot of spell protection, it's all against outsiders. I disguise my spells as if they were cast by you, so that your protection is not triggered. ”

"It's amazing. Siegel's eyes widened, "How did this happen?"

"When you try to become an archmage, you will have some understanding. The lion king said: "Everyone's path is different, and you will definitely not be of my ability." You and I are not one person. I've always thought that the Mage Guild is beautiful and worth fighting for, and you'll only agree with the first half of the sentence at most, won't you?"

Siegel nodded, then shook his head again. "I agree with the whole thing until the Knox Guild joins. ”

"I can understand that. Alexander said, "Promise me a few things?"

"If I can do it, I can. ”

"Still so careful, no wonder Master Faranise is optimistic about you. The Lion King smiled self-deprecatingly: "These people who specialize in learning prophecy are mysterious and secretive, and they are the most difficult to deal with. This is true of the Pharadia, and even more so of Liel. I underestimated him too much, you don't make the same mistake. ”

Seeing that Siegel nodded, the Lion King continued: "After I die, melt me and the Iron Golem together, and then bury them in the soil, I don't want to become a necromancer's casting material." It is said that they have a profound spell that requires the use of the bones of the archmage. So you must destroy the corpse for me, the cleaner the better. ”

Siegel nodded a little crying.

"Besides, help me find William. This guy went to the top of Mora and hasn't come back yet. I know him, and he won't abandon the Federation for the sake of the dwarves. You find him and tell him to rebuild the Federation. ”

"I'll help too. ”

Alexander nodded, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said, "Okay, I've told you everything I need to tell you in the spell just now, and now I can wait for death slowly." My whole body hurts to death, the healing potion is cold and cold, and it can't warm up at all, do you have any alcohol there?"

Siegel nodded and opened the space bag. He took out the elf's good wine and handed it to Alexander, watching him raise his head and drink it dry.

"Come again!" he roared, as if he had suddenly regained his strength, "I am so thirsty! I would rather be drunk than die under a spell! All spells are good, all!"

Siegel was helpless and handed him another bag. His fingers touched a bottle in the pouch, giving him an unusually familiar feeling. He took it out and looked at it, and it turned out to be the bottle of lich potion.

He suddenly had a crazy idea, and his eyes grew bigger and bigger. He lunged up, snatched the wine bag from Alexander's mouth, threw it away, and said, "Can you erase the personal characteristics of the magic item?"

"What, you're worried about any special spells on the defensive staff?" The Lion King said with red eyes and a little drunkenness: "Don't worry, the Mage Guild is not so dirty." They are just calculating, not villains. ”

Siegel shoved the Lich Potion into his hand and said, "Wipe it and drink it." Your body can die, but you don't!" (To be continued.) )