In the middle of the night, Allegri woke up from a drunken dream.

It seems that it is not a good idea to get drunk at noon. An indescribable feeling of disgust swirled in his chest, and his soul and body seemed to be a little staggered, and a vague shadow shrouded in front of him.

After sitting in bed for a long time, he gradually got rid of the sequelae of the hangover. At this time, in the dead of night, everything was silent, only the raindrops that slipped on the eaves and smashed against the wooden window lattice.

Allegri shook his head and struggled to get out of bed. On the table, I don't know who prepared the tea, it was already cold, but the burning thirst made him unbearable, and he drank it all in one gob.

After the cold tea was down, Allegri's spirit suddenly lifted, and after sleeping for so long, he was completely sleepy for a while, so he simply sat down at the table and turned on the enchanted lamp on the desk.

A small but delicate lamp with a base made of white copper and a few simple magic lines engraved on the casing. Even if it is an ordinary person, after pressing the button, it can also activate the enchanted array smoothly. Depending on the purity of the magic crystal in the slot on its back, it can provide continuous illumination for days to months.

Pale white lights illuminate the entire room. Thankfully, this is the simplest enchantment item, otherwise Allegri's current state would not be able to play its role at all.

Feeling the empty sea of souls, he couldn't help but sigh, what was more unbearable than not having the strength was what he once had but lost again. A strange world, like an uncharted sea, he didn't know which direction he should swim in, or even what to do next, but at least. You have to have the strength not to be consumed by the tide of rage.

Allegri clenched his fists, no small streams, no rivers and seas, anyway, the night is long, it is difficult to sleep, why not meditate for a while.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to communicate with the dissociating energy around him. It was a lesson he had done countless times, so he knew it with ease, and he quickly reached a crucial step.

Introduce the flame element from the outside world into the body, and demonize the spiritual power at the bottom of the soul sea. Condense into drops of reserve magic.

Wrong. What's going on?

Today's flame element is extraordinarily lively, and even seems a little irritable. According to Mr. Herseus, this means that the process of elemental activation is relatively high. The energy contained in it is more abundant. The efficiency of meditation will also be greatly increased.

But Allegri didn't get it. Why is the fire element near this when the old tower is abandoned and the new tower has not yet been activated? It can still achieve such a high activation state.

To add insult to injury, they are surprisingly mischievous, and whenever Allegri tries to capture them with his psychic powers, the elements will run away from them, with a look of avoidance.

After many attempts to no avail, Allegri let them go with some distress, and the sea of souls was still empty, except for a glimmering stone ball, which stayed quietly in the corner.

The "Light Godhead" has been sealed, and the Fire Demon King has said that it will not have any effect for a year. So, what is it that makes Lou Zi so uncooperative with the flame element?

He pondered it, but he found nothing.

Unbeknownst to Allegri, the world was a different place. The revival of the gods awakens the spirituality of the world, just like a stiff vegetative person, whose consciousness is gradually recovering and beginning to subconsciously reject those intruders who do not belong to this plane.

For example, the evil gods from hell.

Compared to them, Allegri can only be regarded as a stowaway. But since he didn't have an identity certificate, he was naturally included in the alert list.

A soft knock on the door woke the pensive Allegri.

At this point, who will it be?

Only a handful of people had the right to enter the compound without alarming the sentinels. Among them, Dios only knocks three times every time he knocks on the door, like a clock, and Cyrell is a series of rapid drum beats, and as for Illo, he likes to break in directly and ask with a grin, do I need to knock on the door.

"Please come in. Allegri hesitated for a moment, then raised his voice in response.

"Are you awake?" said Onessa, dressed in white, pushed the door open, her tone soft. She stood on tiptoe, hung the lantern on the wooden hook by the door, and then closed the door again and walked slowly.

Between the two small courtyards, there are only dozens of steps away, so she does not hold an umbrella. The long silky hair, stained with a little droplets, is crystal clear under the reflection of the light.

"Why haven't you slept so late?" Allegri asked, scratching his head. He had a terrible headache about what to do with Onisha, and no one could help him with ideas.

"In the evening, Cyril sent a piece of information," Onisha took a scroll from her wide sleeve and handed it over, "she saw that you were drunk and unconscious, so she put it with me for the time being, and asked me to present it to you." ”

Allegri was stunned for a moment, and complained with a little concern, "Then you don't have to wait until now, just give it to me tomorrow." ”

"What if it's urgent?" said Onessa smiling and bent down to pick up the kettle next to her.

"In that case, Cyrell will wake me up—" Allegri subconsciously explained, immediately closing his mouth in amusement and saying in a harmonious voice, "It's really hard for you." ”

He unfolded the scroll, which was covered in dense small print, making him dizzy.

After thinking about it, Allegri casually asked, "By the way, have you read this information?"

"Do you blame me?" said Onessa as she walked over to the table, refilled some hot water for him, and asked rhetorically.

The sideburns are like clouds, and the delicate face is like jade.

"Of course not, it's just too lazy to look at it. Allegri replied embarrassedly, admitting his attempts to be lazy.

"There are two main parts to this information," Onetha leaned over and pointed out, "First, the Snowton Empire is mobilizing troops to the Holy Blood River War Zone, and it seems that it is ready to cross the Cast Iron Mountains and launch an attack on the Holy Alliance......"

"Oh?" Allegri frowned, his surrender had not yet been submitted, why was Nacini so sure that he would obey and let his army go south?

"Where is Nacini now, and how is the siege of Vanuna going?" he asked, thinking for a moment, looking up. Outside must be inside first, and Nacini should understand this.

"King Nacini, at this time, he should still be in the Wolf Plains War Zone, at least he will not leave until the barbarians disperse," Onisha seemed to know the situation in various parts of the continent, and asked for a detailed introduction, "As for the Vanuna side, I don't know why, Snowton relaxed his offensive and only maintained a state of siege without attack. ”

"Why?" Allegri asked, puzzled. In the valley, this kind of question, I'm afraid only Onesha can answer him.

The former Archduchess of An Lan leaned down with a smile and patiently explained to her. (To be continued......)

PS: (2000 words, this volume is coming to an end, a new beginning, I hope there will be progress.) ）