Sage Council.

"You are ready to let the Chaos Demon do whatever he wants in Nolan! His influence in Nolan is almost comparable to that of the Sage Council!"

The man in red slapped the round table angrily, and his angry tone seemed to be spitting out flames.

This time, the issue of the Sage Council discusses the issue of staying or leaving after the demons came to the Demon Realm.

But the anger of the red man did not resonate with the other four sages sitting.

"Crohill!" The man in red looked at Crohill, who was sitting aside with some irritation.

The Yellow Clothes was once one of his supporters.

"I am ashamed of your intention to take away other people's belongings!"

After the yellow man suddenly glared at the red man, he closed his eyes and stopped participating in the topic.

"Actually, you got a mistake from the beginning, Moshiraf." The gray-clothed man stood up and smiled and said, "The Magic Net is self-aware. It is not that we choose it, but that it chooses us."

"Then this thing shouldn't have appeared in Nolan! Haven't you ever thought that a small letter could call on tens of thousands of people to do anything? Nolan shouldn't have such a dangerous... magic."

The Red Man refers here to the time of the "Heartstone Bounty" that once occurred, and a bounty mission appeared on the caster forum.

That is, whoever can catch an orc called "Beauty" will get a golden legendary card reward.

On the day the reward appeared, many dwarves from Nolan flocked into the underground world to hunt down the "beauty".

"But you can't ignore the progress brought by the magic net." A large number of magic net interfaces suddenly appeared behind the gray-clothed man. A large number of texts were leaping on the magic net interface. These words represent countless information. "Humans have never had such an efficient way of communication. I firmly believe that magic net itself is the direction of humanity's future progress."

After the man in gray said this, the interface behind him suddenly disappeared. He looked at the man in red who was much younger than him and said calmly.

"We always take risks when exploring the unknown, but we still want to understand brand new knowledge and reach unknown lands. Isn't this the nature of the spellcaster or human beings?"

When the man in red stood up and was about to refute the man in gray, the man in white who had been silent next to him suddenly raised his hand and signaled the man in red to sit down.

The White Man is the oldest spellcaster in Nolan and the greatest spellcaster. His own existence is Nolan's history.

The sage, who was so old that he could not stand up and walk without a cane, looked at the gray man.

"Rursk, talk about your research."

When the topic of "research" was raised, the expression on the gray-clothed man's face also became solemn and serious.

He gently tapped his magic circle, and the interface of the magic net appeared behind the gray man, and what appeared was a photo of a book.

All the wise men present knew this book... This is a lost ancient book, a relic found in the underground ruins of Nolan, which records things related to the civilization of the underground ruins.

The most linguistic wise man in gray was interpreted by the seven wise men who spent their entire lives.

"I have mentioned to you that some kind of terrible existence has been mentioned in ancient books to sleep in this world." The gray-clothed man whispered, "Following the information informed by the Holy Church and what has happened recently, it is basically certain that this is inseparable from the Inquisition of the Heretics, and... the World Tree of the Elves is likely to be a seal."

"You have said that this is just a guess." The purple-clothed man finally spoke at this time.

"But it's very likely that it has become a reality!"

The yellow-clothed man also intervened in the conversation. He asked the gray-clothed man to flip the photo of the magic net behind him. The photos presented on the magic net instantly turned into an elf.

An elf with long golden hair and blue pupils.

"This is a 'stowaway' caught by Nolan law enforcement this morning. He has made a prophecy that 'disaster is coming'." The yellow man said.

“High Elves…”

The man in red recognized this race that should have disappeared from the world.

Even in the libraries of various colleges in Nolan, there are few records related to the High Elves.

And now a living high elf appeared in Nolan.

"How to deal with it? Destroy the Kingdom of Holy Church?" The purple-clothed man said in a calm tone that the only possible solution at present.

“Nolan must remain absolutely neutral.”

The white-clothed man interrupted the terrifying thought of the purple-clothed man.

"Nolan's neutrality is necessary, so the World Tree is the key to the seal. What the heretic judges did is enough to prove that they are deliberately destroying the elves' World Tree, and the Frost Elf clan's World Tree was lucky enough to not be destroyed. All we can do at the moment is just to protect this World Tree." said the gray man.

"The Frost Elf's Holy Tree is too weak." The white-clothed man spoke at this time, his voice full of concern: "I don't think it can still serve as part of the seal."

"My apprentice told me that the nourishment of the Tree of the World is the belief or worship of the creature."

During the time he was staying in Hearthstone, the Purple Man learned a lot of information related to the Tree of the World.

"I think that's the answer."

The gray-clothed man waved, and four owls flew into the Sage Council, each of which threw it in front of the other four sages with a letter.

"What's this?"

The man in red did not open the envelope, and there was a faint magic fluctuation in this letter to distinguish the authenticity.

"A ticket to the concert." said the gray man gently stroked the owl chick curled up inside his beard.

"What to act?"

This time the man in red was completely stunned.

"The ticket to the concert called "Greetings" held by the Frost Elf Tailin, the holder of the Tree of the World, and the most popular host of Nolan Voice, is the price of ordinary tickets for ten gold coins, but the black market price is around one hundred to three hundred gold coins. This is a VIP ticket," said the gray man.

"absurd!!"

After hearing this, the man in red shouted rudely.

In this sacred parliament of sages, he actually took out the ticket to the opera house... This was a blasphemy in the red.

He looked at the yellow-clothed man, who should have felt the same anger as him at this time.

Sure enough, the man in yellow threw the ticket in front of him directly to the man in gray, but the next sentence of the sage made the man in red wonder if the friend he was familiar with had been replaced.

"I've bought this thing long ago." The man in yellow said this and looked at the man in purple next to him and said, "Otherwise, my apprentice will definitely start making trouble again, so I bought two VIP seats, you can keep this one yourself."
Chapter completed!