Weaver

Assyria walked cautiously in this desolate area full of countless unknown dangers.

The big palm that has been tightly holding his hand in his palm gave him infinite courage and strength, and made him desire to live more than ever. Only by living well can he enjoy the future with Bo Lun. This man is his How could he be willing to part with the best person he met in two lifetimes.

There was no danger along the way, or the dry stick was guiding Assyria to walk on a safety line. Outside the safety line, they saw with their own eyes that a huge rock was blown into powder by the gust of wind that swept past. , I'm afraid it can't resist such a strong wind.

The nerves have been tense, and the face of Assyria, who is the weakest, has begun to turn pale. Until now, they saw a huge building in front of them.

The faces of the three of Bo Lun showed joy, and Bekan in the rear had already restrained his voice: "Your Highness, is that the plane teleportation array we are looking for?"

"That's right, that's the plane teleportation formation. Compared with the teleportation formations established by the two great empires, this is the real power that reaches the sky." Rao is His Royal Highness the third prince, and his voice at this moment is also tinged with a little excitement. For a moment, he had waited long enough.

Assyria glanced back in displeasure. What the third prince said made him very unhappy. Although compared with the plane teleportation array, the teleportation array researched by their mainland is indeed much lower in level, but it is undeniable that Yes, this is a major progress made by their mainland in the study of magic patterns. To be underestimated by others is to ignore the efforts of the teacher and the others.

"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency Assyria, I'm not belittling Master Lloyd's achievements in this area, but we should not limit our vision to our plane, otherwise we will never stand still until this one When the plane channel is opened, you will know that we still need to keep learning and absorb the beneficial knowledge of other planes for our own use, so that our plane can remain invincible among many planes." The mood is very good The third prince unexpectedly told Ashur a whole lot in a panic.

Even if he knew that what he said was reasonable, Assyria still didn't like the third prince.

Of course he understands these reasons. If not, how could he and Bo Lun cooperate with the actions of the third prince? Many magical civilizations have been lost in their plane. Only by learning can we make our own civilization more prosperous on the basis of learning from each other's strengths.

The giant building looked very close, but several people had to walk for three hours to get close to it, and only then did they see its true face clearly. It was different from what Assyria imagined. It was a round dome-like building. The mountain peak is upside down on the ground. Could it be that the teleportation array is inside the building?How to get in?It doesn't look like there's even a gap.

However, he definitely sensed that the mother body of the withered stick was inside this building, and the withered stick in his hand, maybe because his eyes were dazzled, he felt that it was slowly turning green and revived with vitality.

Bekan rushed up first, groping up the mountain wall with both hands, chopping with knives and swords, but he couldn't shake the mountain wall.

"Your Highness, how do I get in here?"

"It depends on Your Excellency Assyria. At present, the entire teleportation array has been sealed to form the situation we see now. If you want to see the real teleportation array, you only need to open the seal." The third prince eagerly Look to Assyria.

Assyria looked at Bo Lun depressedly: "What should I do? I have never seen such a seal before, how can I get rid of it?"

Bo Lun squeezed his hand tightly, and said calmly: "Just do it according to your own induction. If we can't find a way, then we will go back the same way."

Carlo glanced at the pair of master and servant, then smiled and said: "Yes, yes, that's it. If you can untie the seal, you can do it. If you can't untie it, there is nothing we can do. The third prince has great powers, so he must know."

Even if he hadn't investigated Carlo's information before, the third prince could see through Carlo's temper during this period of getting along, and ignored his verbal provocations, and still looked at Assyria Explanation: "The seal magic pattern array here is formed with the artifacts of the elves as the main array and gathered the power of the four clans. The first thing to do is to awaken the artifacts of the main array, and then break through it in one fell swoop with the concerted efforts of the four of us. Open the seal, and the teleportation array will naturally reappear. Your Excellency Assyria, I think this withered stick in your hand is the medium for you to communicate with the elf artifacts, am I wrong?"

This kind of self-confidence is extremely unflattering. It shows that his every move is under the monitoring of the other party's eyes, and he still has no right to privacy. Such a superior attitude seems to be mocking his weakness and powerlessness in Assyria.

Assyria rolled his eyes and looked straight at Bo Lun. Bo Lun nodded at him. Assyria calmed down and obediently closed his eyes to communicate with the dry stick in his hand to connect to its mother body. Bo Lun said that he would follow his own Feeling, he felt that there was only one way to wake up its matrix.

Among them, the one he trusts the most, even more than himself, is Bo Lun. He relies on Bo Lun's strength and brains. Bo Lun can solve all the problems. Even if the Third Prince would do something on the way, Bo Lun would fight it out.

The trusting eyes made Boren's amber eyes flash a softness, but when he moved away from Assyria, he returned to his usual calmness and sharpness.

Using the dry stick as a medium, Assyria's spiritual power spread out infinitely, spreading out like a spider web in all directions.This time, the whole stick was completely opened to him. He saw the whole process of life of the stick, and saw that after it was removed from the mother tree, it performed the duty of guarding the forest instead of the mother tree. However, the sky was broken, The earth shook, and its strength was far from enough to support it. It exhausted its last strength to save the last piece of land and the last elf blood for the elves.

The Withered Staff fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the last elven blood to reawaken it.

When I felt the deep attachment and nostalgia for the mother tree from the depths of Kuzhang's heart, and wanted to return to the mother body, the whole picture suddenly trembled, and a more majestic vitality and power emerged from the depths, overwhelming , Assyria felt that he and the staff were like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished in a blink of an eye and sink into eternal darkness.

However, an unexpected side appeared, the turbulent waves that could overturn the boat in an instant, the hurricane that could annihilate the candlelight in an instant, turned into a calm sea in an instant, and turned into a warm spring breeze, and the boat was surrounded by sea water Standing firmly on the sea, the candle in the wind not only stabilized under the warm wind, but also expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At first Assyria thought it was his own delusion, but soon he heard a cheering voice from inside the withered stick, the voice seemed to say: "It's the mother tree, it's the mother tree that heard its call, the mother tree is calling her child."

Only then did Assyria realize that his soul was surrounded by a vast vitality, and it was undergoing incredible transformation and growth. At the same time, in the depths of his soul, it seemed that the heart of a wanderer who had left home had finally returned to his mother's embrace. Generally, the mother's embrace is broad and tolerant, the soul is no longer lonely, and the mother's embrace is full of deep nostalgia and the joy of reunion.

After an unknown amount of time, Assyria finally opened his eyes, and what he saw were a few pairs of shocked eyes.

When Assyria rolled his eyes, he came to his senses. Later, he realized that he had communicated with the mother tree through the stick. The elves themselves were born from the mother tree, and their strength also came from the mother tree. The mother tree is always so selfless to its children, so he never The mother tree has obtained the gift of power, the soul is growing, and the spiritual power is growing rapidly.

Since the awakening of the bloodline, his soul has also been imprinted with the bloodline, which is why he has a different kind of emotion like a dry stick. Not only does it not violate harmony, but he feels that it is natural to be so natural.

Bo Lun raised his eyebrows, turned his head and almost guessed the truth, and was also delighted by Assyria's windfall. Although he was willing to protect the stupid elf, he could also see that the stupid elf was very strong in private. What could be more solid than the power that is truly in your own hands.

If it wasn't for Bo Lun's blocking, the red-eyed Carlo would have liked to run up to Assyria and toss him up and down to find out how different this person is from him. Humans, it’s okay to be too far away from a non-human being like Bo Lun. Anyway, this bastard has been much better than him since he was a child, but this kid Assyria is right in front of his eyes, watching his breath continue to rise, and his strength whizzes away. Jumping up, let no one live! !

"I figured it out, my bloodline is the worst, and I don't have such a bully." Carlo said indignantly.

Assyria laughed out loud. If Carlo's words spread to the mainland, they would definitely be attacked by a group of people. They are of the blood of the beast, and they were actually disgusted.

"The elf represents nature and vitality, so his power is also the most tolerant and selfless. It is true that other bloodlines cannot achieve this level." Although Bo Lun is also envious, because he has suffered a lot for his bloodline. , but in the end there is nothing wrong with it.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the third prince. Originally, although he borrowed the Assyrian elven bloodline, he actually didn't value this young man very much. Even if the bloodline is superior, the awakening time is too short, and he hasn't had time to grow up yet. People are nothing to be afraid of, and what the third prince is even more afraid of is Bo Lun, a calm and sharp man of dragon blood. No matter his mind or skill, he cannot be ignored.

There are not many records in the organization about the secrets of the elves' artifacts. He lowered his eyes and thought of the phenomenon that the elves lived in the elf forest in ancient times. It is not difficult to understand why this happened. Several bloodlines Among the races, he has the least understanding of the artifacts of the elves.

Whether it is the blood of the dragon or Carlo, the blood of the gods including him, the artifacts they possess come from a part of the inheritor's body, such as dragon balls, such as feathers, and the artifacts he possesses are the most sacred power of the gods. A pure white feather, has the same effect as Carlo's artifact.

Of course, in the eyes of the third prince, the bloodlines of divine beasts are ultimately inferior to those of the divine race.

When the third prince raised his eyes again, even Bekan couldn't read his inner thoughts. The third prince smiled slightly: "Your Excellency Assyria, you must be sure about the release of the seal now."

Assyria glanced at Bo Lun, and then answered him calmly: "I have indeed gained something, please follow me." After speaking, he took the lead and walked around the semicircular giant building. Of course, Bo Lun firmly occupied it. The position next to him, Carlo is on the other side.

The third prince smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about this situation, and said to Bekan, "We will follow."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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After walking around the huge building for a small half circle, Assyria stopped, and there was still a whole stone wall in front of him, which was no different from other places.

Assyria took out his dry stick, drew his spiritual power, and began to draw the magic pattern directly on the stone wall in front of him.

Although it was the first time to outline this kind of magic pattern formation, the mother tree directly transmitted the entire sealing magic pattern into his mind. If he had received the gift of power, he would definitely not be able to receive such a high level in a short time. No, it can be said to be a god. However, with the support of huge spiritual power, although such an advanced magic pattern array cannot be completely digested for the time being, it is still possible to crack the seal.

Spiritual power poured out through the dry staff like flowing water, and the magic elements between the heaven and the earth surged towards him, and it was about to form an energy storm. The other side, which was completely different from the urgency before, is extremely docile, completely obeying the command of spiritual power, going where it should go, without any extra strength, and not standing in a position it shouldn't be.

Assyria is like a high-ranking commander, waving the command handle in his hand, seemingly letting the magic elements arrange and combine themselves, and automatically forming mysterious lines in the eyes of the bystanders according to the commander's mind.

In the eyes of people like Bo Lun and the third prince, they can only see the magical elements of various departments surrounding Assyria, expressing intimacy, and at the same time shrouding Assyria in the colorful light emitted by the magical elements of various departments Among them, with the long flowing hair reaching the hips, and the slender figure, it seems that he will return to the embrace of nature with these magical elements at any time.

Even the real elves in ancient times, it's just like that, not to mention that he has received the gift of the power of the mother tree at this time, which is the qualification that only the elf royal family can have in ancient times.

On the stone wall, lines of light formed more and more complex pattern formations. Assyria suddenly opened his eyes and pointed forward with the commander in his hand. More magic elements rushed into the pattern formations formed by these rays of light. The entire magic formation It emitted a dazzling light, including the figures of Assyria, Beren and Carlo.

Assyria held the stick and looked back at the third prince: "Third prince, please come in. However, your followers will be excluded. This is a short-range teleportation space that can only be entered by the blood of the four clans."

"Okay, Bekan, you stay." Without waiting for Bekan's objection, the third prince walked over calmly, until his body was hidden in the light, and then the light became stronger and dazzling, but it only lasted for a while. In a few seconds, Bekan's eyes suddenly went dark.

It wasn't that the sky had turned dark, but that it suddenly lost light, and the eyes couldn't adapt temporarily.

Opening his eyes again, he saw that there were still four people in the same place, all of them disappeared, and the stone wall was still intact without a single crack.

Beikan suppressed the anxiety in his heart. He should believe in His Highness. Even if the situation is unfavorable for His Highness, he has been with His Highness since he was a child. He knows His Highness's strength and invincibility better than anyone else. It's all under His Highness's control, isn't it?The plane channel will be opened smoothly as His Highness expected, and the blood of the gods should not be left behind on this already lagging plane.

Bekan, who convinced himself so much, waited patiently for the moment His Highness walked out.

Let’s talk about the four Assyrians. The huge pulling force generated by the magic pattern dragged the four of them into a dead space with no light on all sides. Soon, a light ball rose from the top of Assyria’s dead staff, and the surrounding space was suddenly blurred. illuminate.

This is a small magic pattern array formed by simple volleys, which can be used for lighting. For today's Assyria, it is easy to make.

"Sure enough, it is here. This is an altar formed by the power of the four clans. I think the one in the center is the artifact of the elves." The third prince's voice sounded abruptly, and there was no echo in this seemingly closed space. , the ball of light can't reach the end, and I don't know where it is outside the darkness.

"Don't look for it anymore. This is another space formed by the power of God. Without the guidance of Your Excellency Assyria, unless we break through the current level, we will never find a way to enter here." The third prince explained again, step by step Walking towards the altar, it seemed that he was not afraid of the three of Bo Lun's sudden attacks.

Assyria then withdrew her searching gaze and looked at the altar as well.

It is said to be an altar, but it is actually just a stone platform, which looks extremely ordinary, but in the center of the stone platform is a green and crystal-clear walking stick. Assyria knows very well that this is the mother tree itself, and it is the induction from the mother tree that will They brought to this sealed space.

The dry stick in his hand cheered happily, and even showed signs of wanting to get out of Assyria's palm and fly towards it.

Assyria caressed the withered stick to appease, soon, when the mother tree finished fulfilling its functions, it was time to return.

"Since you're here, let's hurry up and start." Bo Lun glanced at Ashur, nodded to him, and walked towards the stone platform.

"Okay." Assyria nodded slightly.

The four of them quickly came to the stone platform. They didn't see it clearly before, but now they can see very clearly that the entire stone platform is covered with lines, which are more complicated than any pattern formations they have seen before. With their current strength, even a little concentration would make them dizzy.

However, without the guidance of others, they can sense the direction guided by their own blood, and the hidden induction makes them stay on a certain point in the pattern. There is a groove on that point. The third prince pointed to the groove and said: " This pattern should be activated by our blood, Lord Assyria, am I right?"

"Yes, then please let the bloodlet." Assyria walked to the position of the mother tree, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it. The intimacy from it made people have the urge to cry. After speaking, he bit the third prince without looking at it. Breaking his fingers, he watched the milky white blood drip down.

This is pure elven blood, the part that belongs to humans has been completely removed, only this drop seems to have absorbed all the essence, fell into the pattern below, and spread to the surrounding pattern at an astonishing speed. The huge magic pattern array suddenly came to life.

The three of Bo Lun squeezed out a drop of blood one after another. The colors were different. The third prince's blood was platinum, Bo Lun's was golden yellow, and Carlo's blood was ice blue.

The three blood drops filled with the essence of the blood of their respective races did not look like liquids, but were almost solidified. After entering the corresponding grooves, they quickly spread around along the lines on the stone platform.The blood of these three colors each occupied a territory without interfering with each other, making the originally gray and bald stone platform quickly become radiant and dazzling.

At the same time, everyone felt an astonishing force that seemed to be able to pierce the sky, slowly rising from the stone platform under their feet, which was thrilling.

Assyria pulled up the emerald green staff beside him, and the withered staff in the other hand immediately flew out, as if it was going to be completely submerged in the green staff, only a slight "boo" sound was heard, the withered staff disappeared, and the original green staff disappeared. A branch grew from the top of the staff.

Assyria had no time to take care of this situation. Others could only feel the majesty and majesty of the amazing power, but to him, the power seemed to be transmitted through his body, but it was no longer as strong as before. The gentleness and tolerance of the mother tree seemed to tear his body apart.

It was the mother tree that once again passed on the power to calm him down. Cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead. Following the guidance of the mother tree, he stretched the green stick forward. Suddenly, the power belonging to his bloodline surged, and the milky white blood spread outwards more quickly centered on him. The stone platform trembled slightly, and the milky white light merged into the other three colors. The entire stone platform trembled violently. The three of Bo Lun were thrown out by a force one after another. In the center of the stone platform, the figure of Assyria Surrounded by a cloud of green energy, the expression on his face also calmed down.

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At the same time, Lloyd and the others who were in the Demon Abyss suddenly felt that the sky in the entire Demon Abyss had changed.

"Look, is the mist in the Demon Abyss churning?"

"What's the matter with those monsters? Why did they all run away suddenly?" The monsters who were fighting with them suddenly turned around and ran away, leaving a group of adventurers bewildered.

"No, it seems that there is a formidable coercion coming from the depths of the devil's abyss. Look, the fog in the sky is rolling even more violently."

"The visibility in the Demon Abyss seems to have expanded, and I can actually see a farther distance."

People in different places all discovered the changes in Moyuan at this time. Such changes surprised some people, while others became more and more dignified.

"Teacher, this is Assyria and the others..." Felice carefully used the title of teacher. The magic pattern master is more sensitive than others, and he clearly sensed the changes in the magic abyss and the pressure coming. direction.

"Come with me, we need to speed up." Lloyd looked in the direction of the coercion. There is no doubt that another student of his is there, and the channel of the plane is about to be opened. At this time, who It is also impossible to predict what changes will be brought to them.

The people in the town of Semenro, the gateway to the Demon Abyss, saw no fewer wonders than those in the Demon Abyss.

They only saw the fog in the Demon Abyss erupting suddenly, and they wanted to rush out. When many people panicked, it seemed that a big hand grabbed the fog that wanted to escape. The fog struggled fiercely, but was still restrained in the end. Within the boundaries of the Demon Abyss.

Many people suspected that they heard the angry roar of the mist in the Devil's Abyss, competing with the power of that invisible big hand, but apparently they still succumbed to that big hand in the end.

The two emperors who were all concentrated in the town were of course alarmed at the first moment of the change. The two parties walked out of their residences at the same time, and the Moyuan, which had existed for countless years, suddenly had something strange, which made Langdon His Majesty the emperor was startled, and immediately ordered his followers to meet the old man of Asti, but after thinking about it, he called his followers back, not because he didn't want to meet, but decided to go himself, so that the cunning old guy would have nothing to do with him. Excuse for delay.

His Majesty Langton's chariot soon arrived at the side of the Asti Empire, and Asti's side quickly put on guard and guarded the old emperor. It was the old Emperor Asti who waved his hand and let Emperor Langdon and his personal guards come over. He knew that talks between the two countries were essential.

The men and horses of the two empires stood on each other's side, competing with each other, but they didn't know what agreement the two emperors had reached in the end when they negotiated behind closed doors. However, when Emperor Langton came out at last, his face was dark, as if he was holding back. He was so angry that he almost caused the troops of the Langton Empire to draw their swords at each other, but was finally stopped by Emperor Langton with a wave of his hand.

Later, the two empires each sent a team to enter the Demon Abyss together in the name of cooperation.