Chapter 65 Tripartite Talks

Of course, he couldn't directly transmit his spiritual power like the magic circle left by Estes, and Melda didn't have such a huge magic power.

All Melda had to do was make a phone call to Eden, and Eden would pull him over with his magic.

After waiting quietly for a few minutes.

Murda suddenly felt a hint of attraction coming from above her head. He didn't resist, and after a few seconds of pause, the attraction suddenly increased.

In an instant, Melda's consciousness left Hogwarts and Earth, heading for the vast multiverse.

When the galaxy is reversed, the universe is boundless.

Countless galaxies and universes flashed before his eyes.

By the time he was on his feet again, he was on the edge of the familiar barren galaxy.

"Do you know how much magic it takes to get you here?" Eden's figure also slowly emerged from the vast starry sky from far to near.

He looked a little tired, and it seemed that he hadn't rested well lately.

"You'd better do something important."

"I met a 'one of ours.'" Melda said directly.

"Who is it? In what? ā€

Melta was about to speak, when suddenly there were ripples in the space around her. Immediately afterwards, a petite figure directly tore open the void and walked out of the crack.

"Artoria?!" Eden looked at the familiar face in front of him in surprise.

This is too familiar to him, and he was the king chef for a while!

"Yo! Is this your secret base? Artoria looked at Eden and Melda playfully, her calm eyes lit up.

"I'll go, how did you get here!"

"I'm the king of Britain, okay? It's good to be omniscient and all-powerful in this land! ā€

This is one of her inherent abilities that has become a restraining force, and although her world is now destroyed, this skill is still retained, but the scope has changed from the entire world to the British Isles.

"I—" Melda was stunned.

Made, this skill is really cheating.

And then there was a brief exchange,

Each of the three parties understands the other's experiences.

In fact, the main thing is that Eden and Artoria are talking, and Melda is just standing by obediently and listening.

"I see!" After learning the little secret that happened to her, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief.

She has seen the greatest calamity of the universe, and for her to be able to hear that there are countless versions of herself, and after countless crossings, her first reaction is to feel happy. This means that 'we' have many companions on the path of resistance.

Perhaps, as Melda said, after a hundred years of sedimentation, thousands of years later, will eventually find a weapon of confrontation.

And this 10 million years may be much shorter than she imagined.

"If you can! I hope you can come to my world. After thinking about it for a long time, Eden said this, and he looked at Artoria with deep meaning. For the first time, I was a little nervous waiting for her answer.

He's not doing well lately, with the Accra, the Holy Alliance, the Tower of Dawn, the nobles, and the commoners fighting on all sides.

He didn't even have time to delve into his own subject.

The heat of the revolution tormented him. Sometimes Eden really wants to go straight down and lead this vigorous red stream! But when he calmed down, he found that he couldn't at all.

As the chief of the Tower of Dawn, Eden is well aware. The Tower of Dawn, the world's most powerful mage organization. It was founded by the aristocratic class.

This is also a necessary thing, after all, ordinary civilians can't afford to learn such a thing as magic.

And most of the mages of the Tower of Dawn did not have the courage of the Decembrists to betray their own class.

Eden desperately needed a helper for this. A helper who can help him share the pressure and unite the people.

Melda can't, he's too young, too immature.

The other guy doesn't work either.

And at this moment, Artoria's sudden appearance made Eden the happiest. Because she's the right fit.

"I'd love to help you, Eden." Artoria said with a solemn expression, she was already homeless, how could she not want to.

"However, I have promised Dumbledore to stay at Hogwoods as Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."

"If you can, wait a week." Artoria said with some hesitation.

"It's fine!" Eden waved his hand and said happily, "It's good if you can come!" ā€

"Oh, yes." As if he had just remembered something, Eden suddenly threw a cloud of blue energy at Melda.

Then he said, "System Update Package!" ā€

"Update package?" Melda stared in surprise at the interface of the system in her mind.

"It's a feature that has already been made, but for the sake of communication between us, I took some time to improve it!"

Eden said to the two present: "Meeting like this now, it takes too much magic, and after I improve the system configuration, I can use the built-in chat group to communicate." ā€

Melda hurriedly looked around the new system panel, and sure enough, she found that there was an extra chat group button after a few regular functions.

At the moment, there are four people on the page of the chat group, three of whom are online, and one person, whose avatar is in the gray and white offline.

"Hey! How is there one more person? Melda said curiously.

"I accidentally got in touch last month."

Eden had already guessed that Melda would ask, so he had all the information about the man ready early in the morning. All of them were sent to the group chat.

ā€œ...ā€

It took Melda only a second to read the message. It's not that he reads so fast, it's just that he didn't write anything.

"Name: Unknown."

"Gender: Unknown."

"Ability: Unknown."

"World: Unknown. According to the brief footage, it is supposed to be a large alien world with multiple races. ā€

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Melda's eyes were dazed when she looked at the report. It's equivalent to a casual glance at you when you're old, and you don't know anything.

"This, where did you get the courage to say that it was 'our people'?" Melda looked up sarcastically.

It's kind of a chance for him to find a chance.

"Soul Resonance." Eden rolled his eyes at Melda, who had no culture, and then said to Artoria, "I think that's how you came to Melda's world!" ā€

"Yes!" Artoria nodded in the affirmative.

After the destruction of her world, she has been floating alone in the orbit of space where the original Earth is located.

Since her body is strong enough, it will take a long time for Entropy to destroy her.

Although time no longer meant anything to the disorganized world, Artoria still remembered the passage of time clearly, because it was the only thing she could think about.

She thought she would float in space like this forever, until one day a familiar wave suddenly spread from the depths of her soul.

She has nothing to lose, so naturally she will not be afraid that this is a trap or something.

Without the slightest hesitation, she chose to follow the feeling of receipt all the way forward.

Until a blinding light shone on her.

"It's a new world to look back in." Artoria explained calmly.