The bright moon and starry sky, sprinkled with a faint silver glow, reflected the whole land, as if covering this land with a layer of silver veil. The stars are shining brightly, and they are tens of thousands of jewels that adorn the sky.

The sight is breathtaking.

"Maybe it's my delusion." Under the night moon, Melda suddenly spoke: "The magic around me seems to be a little resistant to me? ”

"Resist?" Irelia looked at Melda in surprise, she didn't feel any resistance.

But that doesn't stop her from communing with the spirits of all things.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and a strange wave radiated from her body.

A wonderful rhythm followed.

Visible to the naked eye, as if for a moment, the moonlight shining on her body became more brilliant, covering her with a hazy veil.

"It's a bit resistant." Xia Ti on the side also spoke.

As a generation of demon emperors and elemental law saints. He has a far greater sense of magic than Melda.

But just because this was Irelia's world after all, he wasn't too embarrassed to ask as a guest, and this resistance was not obvious, far from the extent that it would affect his spell casting. So he didn't care.

"Maybe it has something to do with the Spirit of Ionia?" Melta gave her guess. He was always hostile to this uncontrollable force that roamed nature.

...

Forehead...

It's not just hostility!

As the saying goes: a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

There is always a powerful Ionian spirit by his side, and he always feels uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's because the spirits of all things aren't very welcoming to outsiders." After thinking about it for a long time, Irelia was not sure why.

"It seems like he's busy mending the wounds of the world."

"Trauma?" After hearing this word, Melda's reaction was confusion.

Trauma? What trauma?

"I don't understand. We are just frogs at the bottom of the well, and we can't see the outside. Irelia shook her head, her tone inexplicably sentimental.

"No, you're not a frog at the bottom of a well, you have us." Melda turned her head and said enthusiastically.

"Yes, and us." Xia Ti beside him also responded in a low voice.

However, it was only when she suddenly said this that Melda gradually realized.

Actually, whether it's Eden or himself.

No matter which Baizhu it is, they don't even understand the world, or their own universe, but they are convinced that they are preventing crises from other universes.

Isn't that a bit arrogant?

Moreover, whether it is Eden's theory of the 'central finite curve' or Artoria's belief in the complete multiverse.

These are just their guesses. There is no evidence that the fear of the multiverse is looming.

Maybe it's really just speculation?

"When I was at Hogwarts, I didn't feel that kind of resistance, maybe it's just the peculiarity of this land." Xia Ti continued.

"Perhaps." Melda nodded silently, though he was still skeptical.

"But I really want to thank you for this incident." Melda's voice changed, and she suddenly talked about Ios.

"It's okay, it's just a gesture." Irelia blinked and smiled.

......

On the other side, on an island in Italy.

Tucked away in a huge castle underneath the rocks.

"Whew... Whew..."

A light gasp was heard. It was a beautiful girl in a lilac and white bodysuit.

At this moment, the girl was lying on the ground, her long hair fell on her snow-white legs, beads of sweat hung on her cheeks, and her clear beautiful eyes were slightly squinting ahead.

"You're back!"

"You're really hard, you have to exercise your body like this every day!" A man came out of the shadows. His deep voice rang out in the castle below.

"It's so comfortable!" She muttered, raising her right hand to wipe a handful of fine sweat from her forehead.

The girl supported her snow-white shoulders with one arm, stretched her limbs vigorously, and smiled contentedly at the corners of her mouth.

"I'm used to it, and it's uncomfortable if I don't sweat for a day." The girl asked lightly, "How's it going?" The plan succeeded? ”

"Success? Please put away your worried tone. Bilbom Otis snorted coldly and said, "Far more successful than expected." ”

"Whew..."The girl slowly got up, and Yingying smiled: "Then you are still sad." ”

"It's different." Bilbo said with a little irritation: "This time the outsider is far more powerful than we imagined, and it is not from our side. ”

"Powerful? Isn't the stronger the better? ”

"The curtain of the world can't last long, and when the time comes, what will be exposed to them will be the gods, no matter how powerful they are, what's the use?"

The girl said nonchalantly.

She walked slowly towards the pool not far away, her white soles touching the water, and then she sank into the pool.

"Night Moon." Bilbohm continued to advise worriedly. His deep voice seemed to be trying to get Nightmoon's attention.

"You have to pay attention, otherwise it will be difficult for us to plan the next step."

......

"Shhhh Hush... Listen! ”

On the lonely water, the girl suddenly poked her head out, she lay flat on all sides, the crystal clear water threads wrapped around her, and the water flew up and down to support her light body like a feather.

Such a beautiful scene was ruined by the girl's eyes that were all dark and had no pupils.

"The darkness is whispering, it's the goddess issuing an oracle." Yeyue seemed to be controlled by something, her expression was very unnatural, and the tone of her voice was inexplicably long.

"The world will eventually return to the embrace of the goddess in darkness."

"All obstacles are nothing more than mantis arms as a car."

"I understand!" Hearing this, Bilbohm's face suddenly became extremely serious.

He nodded at the Night Moon and left the castle below.

...

Following.

It was getting dark, and Irelia was up early.

...

Speaking of the leader of Ionia, Melda couldn't help but complain.

Wise, powerful, extraordinary, and beautiful, Lord Irelia turned out to be a poor bastard...

Not only is he penniless, but he also has no fixed place to live. Even the clothes on his body were sponsored by the Sentinels of Light.

Melda genuinely doubted that if it weren't for the Sentinel of Light, she would have been able to wear that red suit for the rest of her life.

Ahem...

It's an exaggeration, it's an exaggeration!

People still have a change of clothes.

Just one piece!

That's a lot!

And last night Irelia found out that there were a lot of extra rooms in Melda's small house.

Immediately, he returned the small single room he had rented in Weili, and moved in with his pitiful salute.

Of course, there are some reserved and some others. They cautiously asked Melda if they could let her stay for a few days.

Good guys, what does this make Melda answer?

I can't refuse at all!

Anyway, Irelia also lived in Melda's cabin.

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