Extraordinary pedigree

Terra calendar 1591.2.13. 08:45 AM.

Adisi Federation Red Hook District-Gray Harbor Town.

The air in the early morning was slightly salty and mixed with a strong sense of humidity.

The low lead-gray clouds in the sky were like a thick blanket, covering the earth tightly, without a single ray of sunlight.

The entire Red Hook District was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The wind blew from the sea, carrying the cold, gently patting the faded and mottled old buildings, making a faint echo.

Red Hook District is located in the southern part of Brooklyn, New York, and was once a busy industrial and port center.

The docks, warehouses, and old rails are now relics of the times.

This place used to be the center of trade and industry, with cargo ships, the roar of machinery, and busy dock workers. It was once one of the most important maritime trade centers in New York.

There are many reasons for its decline:

The development of containerized transportation has made many traditional docks useless; the decline of factories and manufacturing, inconvenient transportation and weak infrastructure; the slow gentrification of the city, a large number of social security problems...

The most important one among them is that there is a comprehensive abnormal collapse problem that even the federal government cannot solve.

This place once suffered a flood crisis called "Sandy", which caused serious damage to the area, and a large number of homes and infrastructure were invaded by floods.

The hurricane not only caused a short-term impact on the local economy, but also increased the difficulty of long-term recovery in the area. The flood forced residents to move away, and the repair of infrastructure took a long time.

There are many different opinions on the cause of this crisis. It not only caused great damage to the area, but also attracted many monsters to settle here.

With the "sinking" of New York, New York has become a new world. Since the opening of foreign races, the Red Hook area, which has experienced a long decline, has faintly shown signs of recovery.

However, it has also brought more "disasters".

On the Gray Harbor Pier, the sea breeze gently blew, bringing with it a moist salty taste and a bit of bleak chill, as if this abandoned port was still sighing for its former glory.

The pier is next to the gray-blue sea, which was once the lifeblood of the busy town, but now there is only silence.

The few private piers still in use seem particularly lonely. The cranes next to the piers have long been rusted, and the rails standing on the ground like iron giants are mottled. The traces of tires have long disappeared, and everything has been swallowed by time.

Click--

With a light sound, a girl put down the camera in her hand and stared at the ruins full of history in front of her.

She has a beautiful face, a long single ponytail draped behind her, and her light brown hair fluttering gently in the breeze. She wears a simple white shirt and a dark windbreaker on the outside, which makes her look intellectual and neat. She has a beautiful figure and an intellectual temperament, but she is also friendly.

"Camille, why don't you think Professor Dominic comes to meet with the Wilson Wildlife Response Team in person~"

"It's so boring here~"

A lazy voice broke the silence of the dock.

That was Ushas, ​​a two-meter-tall three-eyed girl.

She stood beside the dilapidated railroad tracks, her eyes were a little impatient, and she carried a huge battle axe on her back. The sharp edge of the axe reflected a cold light in the dim sunlight.

Ushas's third eye was located in the center of her forehead, revealing a strange sense of mystery. Although she was tall and looked extremely strong, she was complaining like a child at this moment, her tone full of boredom and impatience.

On Ushas's shoulder, there was a seemingly ordinary frog named Muji squatting.

Muji was holding a small green monocular telescope, observing the sea in the distance, looking for something. The frog with emerald green skin was carrying a small travel bag on his back, looking playful and smart.

"Wait a little longer, Ushas."

Camille turned around and looked at his team members. The ghost Lifener, floating beside Ushas, ​​was observing the surroundings while floating gently. Lifener's figure was looming, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time.

He was a timid ghost, with uneasy eyes, looking around from time to time, worried that something would suddenly attack.

"We... we'd better be careful." Lifener's voice was weak, but nervous.

"I heard that there is a green robe wizard association from the International Confederation of Wizards in Gray Harbor."

The ghost Lifener's voice was still low, with a hint of nervousness, and his speech speed increased, as if he wanted to tell this terrible news as soon as possible.

"Although the Federation is called the International Confederation of Wizards, they are not international at all. They are very unfriendly to the outside world, especially to thaumaturges..."

"The big hub where they are located has long been closed. Only those wizards who have obtained the robe certification and wand certificate will be reluctantly regarded as the same kind."

Here, his voice paused for a moment, as if he was hesitating whether to continue.

His eyes drifted into the distance. The dilapidated cranes and mottled rails on the Gray Harbor Pier looked extremely depressed in the weak sunlight, as if hiding some ancient and terrible secrets.

Lifener continued:

"And I heard an elder in the Street of Horror mention that... there is a big taboo left by wizards here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to become colder, as if even the wind in Gray Harbor felt solemn due to this taboo.

Camille smiled softly, with comforting tenderness in her eyes.

She gently put away the camera, approached Lifener, stretched out her hand to straighten her hair that was a little messy due to the sea breeze, her smile was somewhat calm and intellectual:

"It's okay, Lifener."

Camille's voice was gentle, with some undoubted certainty, "We are students of Deer Court. Professor Albert Lawngen is a certified blue-robed wizard, and our strength, under normal circumstances, we are not I can handle it.”

"This time I came to Gray Harbor just to contact the people from the Wilson Wildlife Response Team and perform internship tasks."

"We just need to investigate the magical animal found nearby and cooperate with them to contain it." Her eyes stared into the distance through the lenses, with a hint of calm thinking flashing in her eyes.

"but--"

Her tone changed slightly, and her brows showed some contemplation and alertness.

"We may also need to be careful about those who hunt magical animals. According to Professor Dominic, this magical animal is full of treasures and has already attracted a lot of malicious eyes."

Ushas stood aside, leaning forward slightly to resist the coldness brought by the sea breeze.

She yawned carelessly, and the giant ax was still firmly slung on her strong shoulders. This heavy weapon was just a part of her daily life.

"They're guys with bad intentions," she muttered in a low voice, with a hint of indifferent weariness in her tone, but the faint edge couldn't be ignored, "I'm the best at dealing with them."

Her voice was low and husky, but full of confidence and dominance.

Suddenly, Ushas's three eyes moved slightly as she thought of something, and there was a trace of wonder in her lazy posture.

She turned her head and looked in a certain direction outside the town of Gray Harbor, which was the core area of ​​New York, and Hell's Kitchen was also in that direction. The steel forest-like buildings stood on the gray skyline in the distance.

Despite the distance, Ushas' gaze seemed to penetrate layers of barriers, staring at something that could not be seen by ordinary people.

"We have all come to New York, and we met the agents of the Honkai Administration Bureau earlier..."

She murmured in a low voice, with a hint of indescribable emotion in her words.

Ushas recalled the scene a few days ago, with a trace of disbelief on his brow, as if he was still recalling those shocking moments.

"Good guy, that operator is really fierce," her tone gradually became a little excited, "When fighting a spirit sucker, he didn't give the opponent any chance to breathe."

"The operator with the cat ears looked so soft and weak. Who would have thought that she was wielding a bolt gun and a chainsword in her hands, and she could just rush forward and slash at her violently."

As she spoke, she made an exaggerated chopping motion with her hands, seemingly imitating the scene of that battle.

"The ball machine behind her is also very interesting." Ushas showed a curious smile, "It is said to be the administrative think tank 'Adam'. It is just a small mechanical ball, but it can control the situation in real time. Analyzing the battle environment, it looks like a mobile strategist, and it can spit out various capsules and generate weapons. I heard that it seems to be the boss of the administration..."

"The Illithid looked really aggrieved, and said that the Administration had insulted their empire too much. A while ago, the Mole Science Society troops of the Administration were responsible for killing one of their Idithid colonies in Terra, and now they are still Continue to persecute them.”

Speaking of this, Ursas secretly glanced at Camille beside him.

Camille still maintained a calm expression and her eyes were distant, as if she had no trouble with Ushas's description.

Ushas coughed slightly, his eyes flickered cautiously, and he continued speaking after considering his tone:

"Such a fierce guy is just one of the many operators of the Administration, and their boss. You know, he is Abra... the legendary angel, one of his many subordinates."

When she mentioned the unfinished name "Abra...", Ushas's tone became obviously serious and her voice lowered a bit.

She paused and carefully observed Camille's expression again, carefully guessing how she would react.

There was still no obvious emotion on Camille's face, and her glasses reflected a trace of luster in the gray sky, covering her eyes.

She was so calm that people couldn't fathom it. However, when Ushas mentioned a name that could not be mentioned casually now, Camille felt an imperceptible wave in her heart.

Hugh Abraham—that name, that secret emotion, instantly came to her mind.

Ushas continued, with some emotion in his tone:

"I didn't expect that the classmate who entered school together has now grown into such a legend.

Listen to his nicknames - Dragon Slayer, Disaster Apostle, Vampire Hunter, Kingslayer, Triple Crown, Fourth Sword Bearer in Heaven, Man in Gray... Behind each title is a shocking deed. . "

Camille raised his head slightly, looked over Ursas's shoulder, and through the mists of time, returned to the time when they were still studying in the same college. At that time, Hugh Abraham was not as dazzling as he is now, but he was a talented student at that time, shining with a certain brilliance that even she could not ignore.

"Yes," Camille finally responded softly, her voice so calm that it was impossible to guess her true emotions.

"Some people are destined to become legends."

There was no jealousy or regret in her tone, just a faint sigh and helplessness.

The good feelings they once had now seemed so far away and unattainable in the face of this huge gap.

She was still just a student, and he was already standing not far from the top of the world.

Ushas seemed to be aware of the complex emotions in Camille's heart, and tactfully did not continue the topic.

She shook the giant axe on her shoulder, stretched her waist, and continued to maintain that lazy posture.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

In this atmosphere, Muji, who was standing on Ushas's shoulder, raised a monocular telescope and stared at the distance.

His emerald green little hand flexibly adjusted the lens, and his eyes penetrated through the layers of sea fog and captured a vague shadow in the distance.

The sea breeze was cold, whistling with a damp and salty smell, and the dilapidated dock of Huigang Town made a slight creaking sound in the wind.

The coastline in the distance appeared and disappeared from time to time, shrouded in a layer of light sea fog.

The sky was gray, and the fog was like a huge veil, covering the vision in a hazy and mysterious way.

The waves hit the shore, making a low echo.

"Huh?" Muji's voice was a little surprised.

He continued:

"A ship is approaching this side."

He focused his eyes on the ship and looked at it carefully.

The ship looked particularly lonely on the gray sea.

The hull was slender and low, and the outer shell was covered with traces of time. The pale yellow hull had been eroded by the sea, and the spots of rust on the hull were shocking.

On the bow, an exquisitely carved old-fashioned nautical compass mark hung high in the wind, swaying gently with the bumps of the ship.

Muji's eyes were focused on the ship, and the monocular telescope was shaking slightly. "The Wilson Wildlife Response Team is here," Muji's voice became clearer, "That's Professor Hendrix, exactly the same as in the photo."

He moved the telescope slightly and carefully observed the people on the ship.

Standing at the bow was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a bit exhausted.

Hendrix's forehead wrinkled slightly, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes, as if he had experienced long-term fatigue and anxiety.

The man was tall, but his expression was not relaxed at the moment, and his eyes glanced around nervously from time to time.

However, what caught Muji's attention most was not Hendrix's expression, but the people beside him.

There were three people standing next to the man - two women and one man, wearing long green robes. The green robes fluttered gently in the sea breeze, and the green fabric was particularly eye-catching against the gray background. Everyone's collar was embroidered with complex runes, showing their deep connection with nature and magic.

"And those people around him are... green-robed wizards." Muji's voice was a little nervous, "They are people from the International Wizarding Federation."

Hearing Muji's words, everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the ship.

As the ship approached, their vision became clearer and clearer. They could see Professor Hendrix standing on the deck and the three wizards in green robes.

The ship swayed slightly, and the figures of the three wizards looked solemn and mysterious in the sea fog.

Camille narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the green-robed wizard standing next to Professor Hendrix.

There were two women and one man. One of the women was a little older, with black hair tied behind her head. She had a stern look and held a wooden stick in her hand, ready to cast a spell at any time.

The other green-robed woman was relatively young, with blonde hair shawl and sharp eyes. She seemed to be highly alert to everything around her.

The green-robed man standing behind them was not tall, but his momentum should not be underestimated. His eyes were deep and concealed a powerful force.

Ushas frowned slightly, staring at the ship with three eyes, and whispered softly:

"It's the green-robed wizard. It seems that this matter is not that simple."

Her hand slowly touched the giant axe behind her, ready to deal with possible emergencies.

Lifener floated in the air, his eyes flickering, nervously watching the approaching ship.

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The ship moved slowly in the sea fog, swaying close to the dilapidated dock of Grey Harbor Town.

The middle-aged man on the deck was facing the three green-robed wizards standing beside him - members of the Emerald Guardian Society, and said helplessly:

"Dear Emerald Guardian Society, I am just a member of an animal protection organization, and a non-extreme member of an animal protection organization."

Standing beside him were three green-robed wizards, their robes swaying gently in the wind, with a strong natural atmosphere.

Walking in front was the leader of the Emerald Guardians - Eldris Velorion, a solemn half-elf.

Standing next to Eldris was her right-hand man, the dwarf druid Calian Stoneheart.

Calian was burly, and his short and solid figure showed his great strength and combat experience, with a magic axe slung over his shoulder.

Standing a little further back was a smart ranger, Senna Moonshadow. Her green robe fluttered gently in the sea breeze, revealing her exquisite hunting knife and bow. She was obviously an agile and powerful wizard.

The professor waved his hand slightly at them and continued:

"Our visit to Gray Harbor Town this time really has nothing to do with the realm of Okrum, and we don't plan to go to the hundred-story world of the International Union of Wizards. The people from Luyuan are there. I really didn't lie to you."

He raised his hand and pointed into the distance, as if trying to prove his innocence. The professor's expression showed a hint of anxiety, fearing that the green-robed wizards might misunderstand their intentions and cause more unnecessary trouble.

"I can directly tell you about the magical animals that will be taken into custody this time."

The professor sighed helplessly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, "It is a white woolly whale. People believe that its fur, skin and blubber have some medicinal properties, especially that it is believed to promote fertility or make the body Blood flow is smoother, etc. You also know that as long as it involves this kind of organ that promotes certain functions, no matter what kind of animal it is, it will soon be hunted down by humans. "

When he said this, he spread his hands and his tone was full of helplessness and anger:

"These little animals are on the verge of extinction, with only a few dozen left in the world; fortunately, their total number is still about two hundred, but due to some illegal whaling activities, this number is still steadily decreasing. We are here this time Just to bring it back and, if possible, get them to Three Portlands for protection.”

The sea fog filled the surroundings, bringing a salty and wet chill around the hull. From time to time, waves lapped against the hull, making a low sound.

Professor Jason Hendricks stood at the bow of the ship, facing the three green-robed wizards of the Emerald Guardians, with lingering fatigue still on his face.

However, before he could finish speaking, the calm and majestic voice of Eldris Velorion suddenly interrupted him:

"Why not take it home to the Wilson Wild Response Group? To the Boringtown hub in Kalacamas County, Oregon?"

These words were like a cold wind blowing across the deck, making the atmosphere slightly stiff.

The expression on Hendrix's face seemed a little embarrassed. He frowned slightly, raised his hand to cover the corners of his mouth, and pretended to cough casually.

"Well...Ms. Aldress, you asked very well."

"In this world, normality is actually very difficult to maintain. Our regulation of abnormalities affects everything, and the balance in any aspect may collapse due to a slight change."

Hendrix paused, raised his hand to straighten his short hair that was messed up by the wind, and continued:

"We in the Wilson Wild Response Team strictly abide by the 'Boring Town Contract'. This contract is not just some regulations or rules for our organization to deal with abnormal problems, it is far more than a legalized processing agreement. It is a contract ”

"Our founder, Tim Wilson, is just an ordinary person, a privately funded animal activist."

"You know, our organizational structure is very weak, not even comparable to the powerful power and resources of those wizard organizations... But we have one thing, that is, we are useful enough." Hendricks smiled bitterly, with a tone of voice. A little self-deprecating.

"Publicly, we can be called by any resident in Kalacamas County to deal with minor issues, such as a herd of deer that's always blocking the road, or a raccoon that likes to get into the trash."

He spread his hands and seemed to be vividly describing the trivial matters in daily life, with a slightly relaxed tone.

But soon, his voice dropped, with a hint of secrecy and caution.

"Rather than openly," Hendrix continued, his eyes slightly serious, "we can be called by residents anywhere in Oregon to deal with matters that are more secretive than what is stated on our website. Those of you wizards may not We will pay too much attention to the 'abnormalities' - those threats that grow silently in the darkness."

He paused, as if waiting for the other person's reaction.

Eldris was still watching him quietly, her eyes sharp and emotionless.

Hendricks took a deep breath and continued: "We claim to be a wildlife rehabilitation center. We rescue injured and endangered animals - whether it's a deer with a broken leg or a bird with a broken wing. We will do our best to restore them to health and then release them into the wild.”

Hendrix's voice gradually became firmer:

"We are ecologists, zoologists, veterinarians, animal control experts, environmentalists, and some passionate people. We are friends, we are family. We are capable of innovation, and for the most part, we are Good people.”

"But, in most cases—"

Hendrix smiled bitterly. His slightly pale face looked even more tired in the sea fog, and his voice deepened as he uttered the most important truth.

"We have no money."

This sentence seemed to break the original silence on the ship.

Hendrix's voice sounded particularly harsh in the wind, with a helpless sincerity.

He spread his hands, as if he was trying to explain everything in front of him.

The Wilson Wildlife Response Team is indeed unable to shelter all endangered magical animals, such as fire deer. The response team sometimes cannot even afford to feed them, so they can only move them to the Deer Park on Three Portlands. .

Sea fog spreads around, and the town of Gray Harbor is shrouded in a mysterious and depressing atmosphere. The air is filled with the smell of moist sea salt.

Professor Jason Hendrix stood on the deck, his eyes lingering on the half-elf leader Eldris Verorion in front of him for a moment, with a trace of doubt on his face.

He paused for a moment, with curiosity and confusion in his tone, and slowly spoke:

"By the way, as a green-robed wizard society, why do you, the Emerald Watchers, have such a big reaction to outsiders?"

His question seemed reasonable, after all, he was just a member of Wilson's Wildlife Response Team, and his mission was just to shelter endangered animals.

But the reaction of the green-robed wizards in front of him seemed to far exceed his expectations of the wizard organization.

He was surprised by the caution of the Emerald Watchers and the strong defensive attitude behind them.

The Emerald Watchers Society is a druid society established by green-robed wizards in [Okrum Realm] to protect magical creatures and maintain the balance of nature.

"Okrum Realm" was originally founded by a group of powerful wizards who realized that modern metropolises like New York were chaotic, but they were ideal places to hide magical activities.

Through powerful space magic, they built a bridge between the real world and the wizard world.

This bridge is located in a small plane and is hidden from the sight of ordinary humans through complex magic protection and camouflage.

The hub has existed for hundreds of years, and has experienced magic wars, social changes and world turmoil, but it has always served as a safe haven for wizards to communicate secretly.

It is also the No. 98 in the Hundred Layer World.

It almost fell out of the hundred and lost the right to decide among wizards in the Hundred Layer World.

In the professor's impression, the members of the Emerald Watch are not only proficient in natural magic, but also responsible for ensuring the harmonious relationship between magical creatures and nature.

Their existence is like the guardian of nature itself. Whether in the deep forests of nature or the gathering places of wizards, the figures of the Emerald Watch are always accompanied by the task of guarding magical creatures.

The professor has heard that the origin of the Emerald Watch can be traced back hundreds of years ago, when a group of druid wizards found that some magical creatures were on the verge of extinction, so they used natural magic and druid rituals to establish multiple protected areas in [Okrum Realm] to provide shelter for these endangered creatures.

The members of this society are not only committed to biological protection, but also worried about the potential threat of disordered magic power to nature and creatures.

And Aldress, as the leader of the Emerald Watchers, is the most powerful and prestigious leader among them.

However, Hendrix was puzzled as to why such a simple mission would cause such a big reaction from them.

This containment mission was obviously just to rescue a white long-haired whale, how could it involve such a powerful green robe society?

Aldress's expression became more gloomy after hearing the professor's question, and her face was covered with a heavy gloom, as if she was shrouded in some deep worry.

Her hand tightly grasped the old wooden stick, trying to suppress a certain uneasiness in her heart.

"When the third twin star fell in the night sky of the Hundred Layers World," her voice was low and cold.

"The arrangement of the stars will no longer be stable, and the shadow of nothingness will devour everything. At that time, the wizard's scepter will be unable to control the world, the oldest magic will collapse, and the entire hundred-layer world will be torn apart in the collision of strong light and darkness."

"???" The professor looked puzzled.

At this time, the dwarf Calian Stoneheart stood up. Although his body was short, he exuded a rock-like solid aura. His expression became more solemn, and his voice was like a whisper from the depths of the earth:

"The arrangement of the stars is chaotic, and the shadow of nothingness rises from the town of Grey Harbor."

"There--" Calian pointed to the town of Grey Harbor shrouded in sea fog not far away, and his tone became heavier, "The fog covers countless dead, and their blood will be used as a sacrifice to start the journey of the Dark Lord's fall."

Professor Hendricks frowned tightly, and his eyes swept back and forth between Calian and Eldris, obviously a little confused.

The dwarf Kalian continued, with a certain fear and despair in his voice:

"In the endless dream, the fog obscured everything... but the light of a silver staff penetrated the fog and revealed the beginning of destruction."

"The man with golden eyes stood in front of the abyss where time stopped, and his smile was like a dark star in the night sky. All those who have ever lived will turn into fragments in the darkness in the dream."

This series of prophecies full of metaphors and horrors completely stunned Hendrix. His brows frowned deeper, and his eyes were full of confusion and doubt.

He looked at the two wizards in front of him, and finally couldn't help saying:

"What is this? To be honest, I don't like the riddle man, especially in this land, I have seen too many."

There was a bit of helplessness in his tone, and it was obvious that these mysterious prophecies made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, Senna Moon Shadow, who was standing aside, took over the conversation softly, with a calm and calm tone in his explanation: "This is a prophecy."

"Prophecy?" Hendrix was obviously more confused, his brows frowned again, and his eyes were full of confusion.

He obviously didn't understand why these wizards were so obsessed with these metaphorical languages.

Senna nodded and continued to explain:

"Yes, prophecy. Prophecy about the Dark Lord."

"All wizards, no matter which faction they came from, foresaw at the same moment a terrible disaster that would affect the entire Hundred Layers World."

Although her voice was calm, the seriousness and gloominess in her tone made Professor Hendricks feel nervous for no reason.

"The Chief Archdruid once said," Senna continued, her tone becoming deeper and more mysterious.

"When the Dark Lord comes, the trees in the forest will wither silently, and the heartbeats of beasts will stop in an instant.

The breath of all living things is being gradually taken away, and all vitality will turn into withering and decay.

The natural laws guarded by wizards will be overturned, and death will come in an invisible way. "

These words made the air seem to become heavier, and even the sea breeze seemed to become more biting.

The professor reluctantly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, looking embarrassed and uneasy, and thinking to himself:

"A collective prophecy? The Dark Lord?"

The sea breeze still blew on the deck of the ship, and the town of Gray Harbor shrouded in sea fog loomed in the distance, as if shrouded in a mysterious force.

Professor Jason Hendricks stood at the bow of the ship. The confusion and uneasiness in his heart forced him to consider his next words.

Faced with the prophecies and warnings of these green-robed wizards, he obviously found it difficult to understand their meaning.

He sighed, carefully considered his tone, and asked tentatively:

"So...what do you think of this Dark Lord? Who do you think he is specifically?"

This sentence contained some hesitation and temptation, because he was not sure what answer these mysterious wizards would give.

Standing in front of him was the half-elf leader Eldris Velorion, whose eyes were still cold and her face was as unwavering as ice shrouded in mist.

Her eyes are so deep that they seem to be able to penetrate time and space, looking directly at a terrible moment in the future through Hendrix's questions.

She was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, her voice low and firm:

"No matter who the Dark Lord is, we can't let him find a way to enter the Hundred Layer World."

Hendrix stared at her closely and frowned after hearing this answer.

Although her answer was decisive, it did not directly respond to his question.

Eldris continued, with a certain unshakable determination in her tone: "And, we must find the blood of the dead in Gray Harbor."

Hendricks felt even more confused when he heard this.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and pat his forehead lightly, looking a little helpless.

Wizards are always so vague, their prophecies and missions are often full of obscure language and mysterious hints.

He tried to stay calm and try not to let this chaotic emotion affect his judgment.

"What is the Blood of the Dead in Gray Haven?"

he couldn't help but ask, although he was mentally prepared to know that the answer might make him more confused, but he still hoped to find a clear clue from these riddle-like answers.

As expected, Eldris's answer once again had that ambiguous and mysterious tone.

"Blood will dye the mists of Gray Harbor red, black flames will burn in the ruins, and the cries of the dead will echo in the abyss of the plane.

The former guardians will bear the will of the dead, and the staff in their hands no longer lifts the light of protection, but becomes a sharp blade that tears apart the rules of the plane.

Three bodies of destruction stand side by side, and the power of nothingness will swallow up the boundaries of the hundred-layered world.

The blood of the dead in Gray Harbor is the key to the Great Collapse. Death is no longer just the end, but the prelude to a new order.

The sacrifice of blood has destined the rotation of fate. The Black King will use nothingness as his crown to recast the world on the ruins. "

What the hell is this? Damn the Riddler, get out of this land! ! !

The professor roared inwardly, but his expression remained restrained.

On the surface, the professor still tried his best to remain polite and calm, and even squeezed out a forced smile on his lips, trying to cover up the impatience and confusion in his heart.

His eyes no longer stayed on the three green-robed wizards, but glanced into the distance, hoping to see a savior who could break this oppression.

Finally, the boat slowly approached the shore, the deck shook slightly, and the rusty iron chains made a "creep" sound.

Hendrix felt a slight vibration from the planks under his feet, and the ship stopped smoothly.

At this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the uneasiness and irritability in his heart calmed down a little.

He looked from the edge of the boat to the shore, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

In the fog of Gray Harbor Town, he vaguely saw a group of familiar figures walking towards them from a distance.

That's a student from Luyuan.

Seeing this scene, Hendrix finally felt a sense of relief deep in his heart, as if the big stone hanging in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.

He turned slightly, showed a stiff smile to the green-robed wizards, and nodded slightly, as if to say:

"Then let's leave it to these students."

The fog on the shore gradually dissipated, and the student team from Luyuan had entered his sight, and they were walking towards him with an aura that made him feel at ease.

Hendrix thought silently:

Finally... I have something to rely on.

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