06 Chapter 486: The descendants before

The two of them said nothing, and the other party just took the mage to the ground to Buxing. "After silence for a long time, the mage broke the silence for the first time: "Do I still have a chance to come here?" He did not ask the other party why this belief gathered here, and these are not what he is qualified to know. Read the full text novels at Shiluk Literature Network

"If your altar is built to the eighteenth floor, or you have made a very important contribution to this plane, only then can you come here." The legend replied: "And when we reach our level, the greatest role of these beliefs is not to enhance our own strength and strengthen our mental power. It has other more important functions, but I think you will not use it for a long time."

After hearing this, the mage didn't say anything. The huge underground space gave him too much doubt. But he knew that he didn't ask the other party. Because he knew that the legend must not want him to know what things now.

After leaving the Falling Continent, since the mage had still been waiting for the time to guard the Wild Continent, he returned to the Wild Continent again. However, this time he did not return directly to his underground palace. Instead, he took a carriage and traveled leisurely on the continent like an ordinary adventure caster. During this period, the mage continued to realize everything he had obtained through his faith power. The enhancement of his soul also made the mage's cultivation faster. The remaining faith power in the altar was integrated into the entire altar after a year.

The magical characters floating directly in the altar are also imprinted on them according to certain rules. When mental power and magic power pass through their area, these characters absorb part of them, which in disguise slows down the speed of the mage's condensation of mental power and magic crystals. However, the mage doesn't care about these at all now. Hundreds of such crystals have been stored in his pool, which also means that he can release hundreds of thirteenth-level spells in a certain period of time without any restrictions. Of course, this time is decades. After all, no matter how strong the altar is, it cannot support the mage to release several powerful thirteenth-level spells when it is continuous.

The carriage that Master Yao was riding in came to a huge city, and the mage here felt familiar. However, after the disaster more than ten thousand years ago, it was difficult for the mage to recognize the original name here in a short time. This city was built in the simplest way, and there was no magic protection on the entire city wall, and there was no guard here. A large number of merchants and mercenaries entered and exited here at will, here. No professional has to worry about the oppression of those powerful families and organizations. Because the name of this city is the City of Fallen, which is the City of Chaos in the magic language of this year where the mage is located.

After more than ten thousand years of development, some technological levels on the mainland have not only reached the previous era, but also surpassed that era in some aspects. The most obvious of them is architecture.

Tall pavilions are built with various materials. These pavilions are very similar to the huge buildings seen by the mage in his previous life. The height is nearly 100 meters, and the lower ones are more than 10 meters. There is a huge open space on each street. There are professionals fighting in this open space from time to time. Some mercenaries and merchants watch here, and some even throw some money at the winners. The strong man wanders on the street with weapons on his left. They provoke people who don’t like them. If possible, they will fight in the open space. Most of the losers will die. But on the street, no one fights because that will destroy the business of the merchants. Not only are the major organizations in this city allowed, nor are they allowed by those strong merchants.

The mage came to a giant man's tavern. There was something similar to an elevator in such a huge tavern, but they were controlled by magic circles. As long as there were crystals, they would not be worried that they would go on strike.

The magic of this era is very popular, at least it is reflected in daily life.

Many magic circles were developed by some spellcasters and used in various commodities for civilians. Some ships that could fly at low altitudes were docked next to the tavern. These ships were just built by some powerful organizations based on the floating cities of the previous era. Although they did not reach the level of the mages and the era, they greatly reduced the consumption of magic materials, and some wealthy merchants and organizations were able to purchase and use them.

The mage came directly to the highest level in the tavern, and the top of the house seemed much more pure than the bottom. Most of the guests here were merchants, and only a few professionals rested here.

It’s not that other professionals don’t have enough money to spend here, but there is no lively atmosphere above. Many people invite important guests and talk about business before coming up.

The young maid hosted the mage. In any era, the civilians respected the spellcaster. However, with the development of the times, this respect has become weaker and weaker. In this new era, the status of the spellcaster is not much different from that of other professions. One of the big reasons for this is that spells are too widely used in things, and the mystery of the magic seek has allowed ordinary people to learn too much.

"What do you need?" The maid asked the mage naughtyly. "We have fine wines here. Do I need me to recommend some?" She said that, and looked at the mage calmly.

Shaoke shook his head and refused the other party's kindness, but asked for some clean towels and some clean water and sent the other party away. He was very long, and at this time the Zha Qiubaima had wine. The mage didn't care about the maid who was not too polite, because the other party was just an ordinary person.

It was lunch time, and more and more guests came here. They came here for one thing because the consumption in this tavern was very low. Another reason was that the service attitude was very good. The mage leaned against the window and looked at the lively crowd below. He didn't know how long he hadn't had such a leisurely rest. In the end, the mage actually fell asleep on the chair. Of course, the mental power was always released outside the body to prevent anyone from coming to harm the mage. This was an instinctive behavior and did not require the mage's deliberate control at all.

I don't know how long it has been, the mage woke up from his sleep. He looked at the high point in front of him in a confused manner. In his sleep, he met the Roman Mage and the others. This is not a good thing for a powerful spell casting, because since the mage became a third-level spell caster, he has never had a dream in his sleep. But now it suddenly appears, which makes him worried about the situation of the Roman Mage and the others.

"Your face doesn't look very good." At some point, a young woman sat opposite the mage. The female warrior was already at the sixth level. There were more than a dozen men as tall as two or three meters standing next to the table around him. These men were carrying giant swords of the Blizzard warriors of the mage's era. They stared at the guests around them to prevent them from coming to disturb their masters.

"Yes, the mage nodded and answered the other party. Then he summoned the maid to change his pastry, and this time he asked for a bucket of fine wine.

The young maid came to deliver these items to the mage and did not leave, but took off the maid's logo that represented her identity. Then she sat next to the female warrior and talked to Shaoko.

Although the mage was a little dissatisfied with the behavior of these two people. But after finding that the guests occupied all the tables, they stopped talking. He could not care too much about these young children.

It's just a position and will not harm the interests of the mage or affect him.

The two women then seemed to have not seen the mage. They were talking in a low voice, and soon there was a crisp laugh, which attracted some guests around to watch here frequently. However, given the many powerful warriors around, even those who were interested in talking to the two females, they also gave up the idea. The strong smell of blood came from these warriors, and their logo made all professions feel a little worried. Because they were the Blizzard warriors belonging to the Blue Feather Empire. Yes, there was also the Blue Feather Empire in this era. His controller was the descendant left by the Blue Robe female mage back then. However, these mages did not know and did not want to know, because this was of no use to the mage.

The Blizzard Warriors of this era are stronger and more bloody than the previous era. Any organization and individual who provokes these warriors will be torn into pieces by them, and their heads will be cut off and hung on icicles. Therefore, although this is not within the scope of the Blue Feather Empire, these people still dare not do excessive behavior.

Night came, and all the magic lamps were lit on the streets of the city. The arrival of night made the city even more lively. A large number of entertainment activities appeared on the streets, and the two women leaned against the window and watched everything happening below. At night, there were no more professionals and outlaws fighting, and it was time to rest. After some time, the maid said to the mage:

"This mage, can we exchange positions? I want to see what's happening outside." As he said that, the other party stared at the mage nervously.

Shaoke nodded and then exchanged positions with the other party. After becoming the female warrior, he suddenly found a dagger on the other party's waist. He was very familiar with this dagger, which was used by the vulgar officers back then, and this dagger had been taken away by a female warrior of his family before. After looking at the fierce Blizzard warriors, the mage couldn't help but smile bitterly. More than ten thousand years have passed, and the family has not changed their professions. This also made the mage sigh in his heart. He remembered the time when he was low.

"Is there any problem?" The female warrior alertly discovered Shaoke's gaze. She shook her white and thin waist and whispered: "Do you want to touch it? This is what you want! Touch a universal gold coin." As he said that, the other party moved his butt toward the mage for some distance, and finally he was about to take the mage's body.

"If you think your fighting spirit can withstand the burning of those magical words, I don't mind you leaning against me and the mage said to the female warrior kindly. The other party's family made him have a great affection for the female warrior. Dozens of magical words emerged after the mage finished speaking. These magical words were branded on the female warrior's white and tender waist at an extremely fast speed, and a strange magic pattern was permanently branded on her.

This pattern is a permanent spell. The profession with this pattern is permanently blessed with twice the brute force, protecting confusion, protecting arrows, staying away from spells, and seeing through the five low-level auxiliary spells. Moreover, the mage still used skills to increase the effect of this pattern, so that the pattern could be inherited by the descendants of this female warrior, and the price paid by the mage was to consume a crystal that could release thirteenth-level spells.

This doesn't care at all for Shaoko.

The female warrior was very shocked by this change. She didn't notice the mage casting spells at all, and the Blizzard warriors who had been on the side did not notice this. "What's wrong?"

The woman dressed in the maid opposite saw the uneasy of her female companion, so she asked with concern: "It's not that he really touched you!" As she said that, she looked at the mage with a strange look. She understood the strength of her companion. At that time, a seventh-level warrior wanted to tease her, but her companion easily cut off his head with a short sword. If the mage in front of her really touched her companion, she really couldn't imagine the consequences of the other party's anger.

"It's nothing. He didn't dare to touch my female warrior and immediately discovered his situation. But she didn't say it. She just gave a wink at the maid and said, "You should let him touch you. My waist is not as soft as you." As she said that, she couldn't help laughing, but her hand was carefully placed on the short sword around her waist. If an accident happened, she would cut the mage's head as fast as possible.

The woman dressed in a maid shook her head, "My brother will know. He would be very angry when he said that. After she made sure her companion was fine, she focused on the night view outside. The female warrior seemed to be fine, but her white and tender little hands were tightly grasping the blue dagger.

The mage sat there drinking, and the barrel of wine was quickly finished. After asking another maid to send a barrel, more than 30 guests came here. They found the seat in some difficulty and started talking. There were many races among the group. Among them were barbarians that the mage believed had been extinct, as well as a female elves and several professionals of the winged tribes. The mage was very concerned about these people because he discovered something that surprised him. A unique fluctuation of the advent emanated from a handsome young man among these people. The other party's body and appearance made the mage feel familiar with the Han people, and the unique way of speaking and figure of the Han people.

"Do you know them?" The mage looked at the people for a moment, and the female warrior beside him whispered to him.

The mage shook his head, "Can you introduce something to me? I think this will be of great help to me." As he said that, he pointed to the pattern that had just been branded on the net, indicating that this is his reward.

The female warrior looked at the mage in surprise. However, she still expressed her understanding of these people. It turned out that the man who was detected by the mage had a faint fluctuation of the arrival of the man appeared here three years ago. They had also detected where the other party was, but they did not find anything, as if the other party had appeared in this world out of thin air. The other party has introduced many entertainment methods in the past three years, and has some wonderful architectural suggestions.

"If he hadn't entered a large organization in this city, he would have been killed by countless jealous people and turned into a meat paste. The female warrior looked at the craftsman with some dissatisfaction. "There is no restraint, he only has luck." As he said that, he prompted the mage to brand the pattern on his companion. Of course, the prerequisite was that the other party would not be allowed to notice. Shaoke agreed. "Where is the branding?" asked.

"There is the highest place where I am the one who imprints it. By the way, can you move me to the position?" The female warrior whispered to her slender waist. She was not satisfied with this position. Finally, at her request, the mage used a skill to move her position, and this time she moved her to her flat belly. Shaoke also took the opportunity to get the same mark on the maid opposite. Of course, he canceled the brute force spell, but added the auxiliary spell of strong perception. Because he felt that the other party's descendants should be the caster. The position of her brand was the other party's towering chest. Of course, the other party did not notice it now.

As for the reason why the mage did this, he simply wanted to help the vulgar officer of that year. Except for the first time, he also thought that these two women were destined to be with him. Therefore, he did such a thing, otherwise he would not have imprinted such low-level spells. This was a very boring thing for a Chuanqi.

Time passed little by little, and the mage sat there quietly, not moving for a long time. "I'm leaving here." The mage said politely to the two women, and then transferred and left, because there was a dance here, and the irritable scene was not what he wanted to stay. The female warrior hesitated for a moment and said nothing, allowing the mage to leave here.

Shaoke did not look for a place to live, but instead floated over the city and began to think about some things.

In his understanding, this plane was already very powerful, and it was impossible for ordinary people to travel to this plane. The situation we encountered today surprised the mage. The faint fluctuation of the other party should not have occurred, because according to those books, the fluctuations of these fluctuations of the arrivals will accompany them throughout their lives, and the fluctuations are very strong.
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