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Linnaeus watched Theodore being dragged up by the vines into a pit that suddenly appeared like a quagmire, then turned around and ran away.

Just like the willow tree in a famous magic novel that hurts people, there is also a tree in the holy land of the elves...a tree with a very special temperament.

It is very old, and is said to have existed before the Golden Age; its whereabouts are elusive, and although it is a tree, it can appear anywhere in the elven territory.

The most important thing is that it has a weird temper. If it encounters a new creature that it doesn't like and wants to enter the holy land, it will definitely give it a vine and drag the creature into the pool next to its home.

So what is that pool for?

Sticky, smelly, brown.

You know everything.

Before Theodore could spring out of the cesspit, Linnaeus dashed through the open portal into the Holy Land.

The entrance to the Holy Land has limited opening hours and can only be accessed once. Without Linnaeus, Theodore would not be able to enter even if he came out.

Such a struggle did temporarily get rid of Theodore, but...

This beam is too big.

But it's not a big problem. Theodore wanted to kill her anyway, so he just did it.

Linnai recalled the map while rushing towards the Lake of Twilight.

The closer he got to his destination, the stronger Linnai could feel the strong magic fluctuations—obviously, a fight had begun on the other side of the formation.

"If you want to enter the formation, I will add a protective magic for you later, which can withstand five super-level magic attacks." Teacher Lilia said seriously, "Remember to do what you can. I’m just a junior mage, and the most important thing is to protect myself.”

Linnai nodded, clenched the staff and approached the Lake of Twilight step by step. The pressure from high-level magic rushed towards him and disappeared in just a moment. Linnai thanked Teacher Lilia in his heart and pushed the leaves away with his hands. Carefully, he stuck his head out and observed.

Above the calm lake, a huge magic circle covered the water, and the runes in the center of the circle's eyes flashed crazily - that was a sign of insufficient energy. In mid-air, two figures were fighting fiercely. Linnaeus could barely make out that they were Cyril and the controlled Ophelia.

In this huge holy land, apart from Linnaeus who sneaked in, there were actually only two elves, Cyril and Ophelia.

“Okay, okay, okay,” Linnai breathed a sigh of relief. The plot was not much different from the original one.

Alessio is responsible for the formation in the Cavia Empire. On weekdays, the people who appear in everyone's field of vision are actually clones. At this moment, he is busy stabilizing the formation he is responsible for. The formation within the Elf clan is like handed over to his student Cyril.

In the original work, Cyril was only a high-level magician at that time and was far from meeting the needs of maintaining the formation, so he chose to sacrifice himself and use up all his strength to inject into the formation eye, hoping to use this to give Alessi Austria buys some time.

These powers accidentally echoed the powers left by the former magister who guarded the formation. Vivian, who came to help at that time, absorbed these powers and directly jumped two levels from the middle level to the super level mage. Not only did she successfully solve the problem, In spite of the crisis, he suddenly became a hotly sought-after genius throughout the continent.

The original work spent a lot of time on this part of the story, trying its best to describe Vivian's highlights, but Linnaeus felt very uncomfortable watching it at the time.

Theodore didn't have to die.

If he absorbs the power left by the previous magician, he can be directly promoted to a super-level mage and still be able to maintain the formation.

Who is going up or not? It’s okay to give a golden finger to the heroine, but why do you have to let others die first?

Such a sincere young man, who was like the scorching sun, slept under the Lake of Twilight forever.

It shouldn't be like this.

Linnai held the staff tightly: "Teacher, can you help me immobilize Ophelia for a while?"

Teacher Lilia guessed what Linnai was thinking and agreed.

After receiving the affirmation, Linnai began to recite the incantation. The intermediate incantation had begun to grow in length. As she recited, Linnai was surrounded by light green airflow, gently pulling her magic that was gradually taking shape.

Intermediate psychic magic, the charm of tranquility.

In mid-air, Ophelia's eyes were distracted, and countless huge fireballs condensed around her. Cyril was a little embarrassed at this time. The clothes on his body were in tatters and had many burn marks. He gritted his teeth, gave up his defense, and began to recite spells quickly - he couldn't care about that much now, so he could only deal with Austrian first. Filia knocked him unconscious, otherwise he would not be able to touch the formation eye at all.

Seeing that the fireball was about to hit, Cyril was ready to carry it hard, but Ophelia's movements suddenly stopped, and then, a milky white magic light hit Ophelia on the head.

Ophelia's distracted eyes came back to consciousness little by little, and the fireball around her began to slowly dissipate. She closed her eyes tiredly and fell straight from the sky.

Cyril quickly jumped over to catch her and placed her under a tree nearby.

After confirming his success, Linnai also ran out of the darkness. When Cyril saw Linnai, he showed a look of understanding and anxiety: "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to hide well?"

Without waiting for Linnai to answer, Cyril casually pulled a necklace from his neck and stuffed it into Linnai's hand: "Take this, stay with Ophelia, I will maintain the position."

Linnai quickly grabbed Cyril's sleeve: "Wait Cyril, I'm here to help!"

Before Cyril got rid of her, Linnai quickly explained her plan. She did not mention the remaining energy in the eye of the formation, but only said that she wanted to use the Lake of Twilight and the eye of the formation to cast the mind control magic.

After all, except for her who read the original work, no one knew that the deceased mage actually left residual energy in the formation. As long as a high-level mage was sent here, he could advance on the spot.

Linnai thought very simply. She tricked Cyril into taking her into the formation, so that Cyril could trigger the energy to advance and repair the formation on the spot, and she could also use the psychic magic with the help of the formation.

It not only saved Cyril, but also completed the system's mission. It was perfect.

Sure enough, Cyril did not doubt that he was there. He picked up her collar and rushed towards the formation, about to jump in.

"and many more!"

A familiar shout sounded, and Lin Nai's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

Vivian didn't know why she appeared here. She was wearing a magic robe with exquisite workmanship. She looked exquisite and beautiful.

"Senior Cyril, I have a way to repair the magic circle!" Vivian ran up and stopped in front of Cyril, saying confidently.

"There are residual powers left by the previous generation of magisters in the formation. I can mobilize them, but it's not enough." Vivian's eyes brightened astonishingly, and she spoke faster, "As long as you sacrifice yourself, senior, and use all your power to Inject it into it and I can repair the formation eye."

After saying that, Vivian looked longingly at Cyril who was lost in thought.

As if he was bewitched, Cyril actually put down Linnaeus. He looked back deeply at Ophelia, who was in a coma, and nodded firmly: "Okay."

Vivian's eyes lit up.