I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"Squeak!"

This 'Destruction Thunder Magic', which contained the incomparable power of lightning, blasted out from the top of "Fulilian's" staff. A thick purple magic surrounded by lightning almost blasted through the entire palace.

"It shouldn't be able to find Ferren." Fulilian's figure was above "Fulilian", flipping in the air, obviously out of the attack range.

[This slash is too cool, with both power and speed. ]

[Two gods who use magic are fighting, so cool! ]

[It turns out that the previous magic has always been a normal attack. ]

"Fulilian" turned her head slightly, and obviously detected Fulilian's position.

"Because." Fulilian looked at the replica below, it flashed and disappeared directly on the spot.

The next second, it appeared in front of Fulilian in the air. Fulilian held the staff and looked at this "Fulilian" who was less than half a meter away from her.

"I know best how terrifying I am."

Flillian's white hair fluttered, and in front of the gray-white half-moon staff of "Flillian" in front of her, flickering purple sparks continued to breed, which was the 'Destruction Thunder Magic'

It was only half a palm away from Flillian's face.

The purple flames filled and grew into a ball of electric light, and huge power was bred and rising.

[Ah! This teleportation is too terrifying! ]

[Skill close to the face! ]

[Ah, can Flillian dodge it? ]

[It exploded! ]

The scene changed.

On the ground was a complex magic formula written by Flillian with white lime.

"Don't worry." Flillian's voice sounded.

She sat on the ground hugging her thighs and said to Philen who was also sitting on the ground obediently, "If you hide well enough."

"Even I find it difficult to detect."

Philen asked worriedly, "But is it really okay to attack with only killing magic?"

That's a replica, not a monster?

Fulilian looked forward and said calmly, "Because it has the fastest casting speed."

Philen suddenly understood after hearing it.

"And killing magic is a relatively new magic for the elves." Fulilian looked at Philen and continued, "It's a relatively new magic."

"We can't just rely on reflex nerves to subconsciously defend against it."

Flilian pointed out the weakness. She was not familiar with this killing magic that had only appeared for 80 years.

[Relatively new: refers to 80 years ago. ]

[Elves: New magic that was only a hundred years ago. ]

[Hahaha, old people can't play with young people's things. ]

On the ground, white traces were painted with circular pictures and arrows of magic principles.

Philen listened quietly to Fulilian.

"The response time should be only a short moment."

"Although this time is so short that it can be considered an error."

Flillian pointed to her head, "But the longer you think, the slower you will be."

"But you are different, Philen."

Hearing what Philen said, Philen opened his mouth immediately, his expression very surprised.

"Philen, killing magic is for you."

"It is a magic that exists naturally when you are born."

As Philen said, the scene returned to the past.

On the cliff where Philen practiced magic.

From the beginning, the unskilled dissipated in the air, to the end, it became a magic with sufficient magic power and very accurate attack magic, which was fired from Philen's staff and directly penetrated the canyon and bombarded the rocks on the opposite side.

"It is the foundation of a magician that should be engraved on the body."

In the picture, Philen pierced the body of the demon Lugna under a full moon night sky.

[It's amazing that Philen has grown to this point under Fufu's guidance in just a few years. ]

[For Feilun, it is a foundation that has been engraved in his bones since childhood. ]

[We didn't have this condition at that time. ]

Fulilian hugged her knees, turned her eyes, and said to Philen with a smile: "Your killing magic can kill me."

Philen listened to Fulilian's words quietly.

"You have to use all your magic power to attack me."

Hearing this, Philen lowered his eyes.

His eyes were very solemn, and there seemed to be a trace of reluctance and reluctance.

[Fire at me. ]

[It's the goose girl I raised with my own hands. ]

[Kill the master! ]

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!!!"

Philen's purple hair fluttered in the air, and she gathered her magic power and hid behind the pillars of the maze palace.

She held the staff tightly and looked behind her.

At this time.

She took a step and walked out.

Philen seemed to have caught the flaw, and the two Fulilians who were fighting had no time to notice her at all.

At this time.

Time stopped, and Ferren's movements slowed down.

The scene switched to a palace.

The golden-haired elf sat on a tall chair., Celia looked at Fulilian with her hair down below.

"Flilian." Celia put her hands on her knees and sat very casually, "You hate me, don't you?"

Flilian below had a cold look in her eyes and was wearing a very simple white nightgown.

She looked very young.

"Why did you come to me again?"

Celia said, "To be honest, I thought I would never see you again."

"I'll give you the teacher's suicide note." Fulilian raised her head and took out a parchment scroll in her hand.

Hearing this.

Celia above had a smile on her face that faded for a moment, and then smiled and said, "It's been fifty years."

"Is that so." Celia's voice sounded flat, "Flame is dead."

She stretched out her finger, and the parchment floated from Fulilian's hand to Celia's hand.

"Aren't you sad?" Fulilian asked after retracting her hand.

After receiving Flame's suicide note, Celie smiled and said indifferently: "I just trained you on a whim."

[The master is a little heartless. ]

[As an elf, Celie has lived for an extremely long time, so she is indifferent to emotions. ]

The suicide note was opened, and Celie looked at the contents.

Fulilian waited quietly below.

"It's written like a report." Celie looked at the suicide note and complained.

"What's written on it?" Fulilian asked.

"The emperor approved the plan to study magic nationwide." Celie looked at the words on it, "The human cultural circle has always regarded magic as the technology of the demons."

"Openly studying magic has always been considered a taboo." Celie said, and a huge bookcase full of parchment scrolls appeared in the camera.

"The one who pushed this plan forward is Flame."

Many books appeared on the screen, and Celia said, "She is responsible for educating the newly established court magicians."

Celia looked at the letter in her hand, "It says."

"She hopes I can take over her job."

Celia's eyes were calm, and she stopped looking at the letter in her hand, "She is so greedy."

She paused and said to Furlian, "It is already a great feat to have magic research recognized."

"She is not satisfied yet."

She actually wants her, as a teacher, to help take over the education of the court magicians of the Rausch Palace?

"Is this a big deal?"

Young Furlian obviously does not understand the weight of the matter that her teacher Flame has obtained the empire's approval to start studying magic.