Alisa walked through the shadows of the trees, but her eyes looked at the lines of text on the silver light screen, which made her eyes slightly reflect in the darkness, but soon disappeared.

She asked, "Jita, what is the wound of the Asha?"

But instead of Jita, the answer was Sky Blue: "The wound of the sand is the scar of the sand, which is just its different name. However, the wound of the sand refers to a change that occurred six years ago around the scar of the sand. The scar of the sand is caused by jade fragments. Although most of the fragments have been taken away and sealed, the wounds it left on the holy tree have not been closed. A rift is formed below, and there is a dead silent area in the rift."

"The Elf Court has been monitoring the borders of the subsandra traces for thousands of years. Due to the self-healing ability of the Holy Tree, its borders have been slowly shrinking, but for reasons they are not clear, several small expansions occasionally occur. The most recent expansion occurred six years ago, near Norisinen, and turned the city into a deadly place. There were tens of thousands of casualties throughout the process, with only a few hundred survivors."

Her knowledge of this matter only ends here.

The naturalist Miss took over the conversation: "The survivors showed more or less some special abilities afterwards, with silver blood flowing, with stronger magical adaptability, some even became infinite, and even directly obtained the ability of law, just like this person. Most of their ability to law is very ancient, from the seven pillars of the black throne incomplete, some from the Lord of Staff Sochter, and some from the Lord of Eagle Guatemok, but most of them are not complete."

"The law of this man comes from the power of the twelve stars of Sochitel, the Lord of Staff. It is not yet certain that he can call several holy names, but they are all called the Star Weaver Master, praying to the ancient stars for response, gaining power, and paying the price."

"His previous spells should have come from Eltaris, the Star of Killing and the Control, actually controls endless wars and violence, and all the spells related to killing of the Star Weaver are related to it."

"In addition, there are Sereal, Mirian, Ashria, Firmar, Novaris, Ulton, Lethan, Carris, Arsen, Serean and Ophelia eleven stars, which together form the magic net and etheric circulation of the Snakeman era of the Cinsas Snakeman."

"Be careful," the fairy lady reminded, "Miss Alisa, the magic of the Star Weaver is treacherous and changeable. All holy names have a realm on the opposite side, but which spell he casts must be at the cost of the other side. The gods of the Snakeman era appreciate sacrifice and compensation, and believe that all miracles have a price."

She made this sentence through Fang Yu's Dragon Knight system, but her writing style is very different from Fang Yu's, and it is recognizable at a glance.

Alisa turned off the light screen. She had collected enough information. She felt that she had approached the Silver Step. Although the surroundings were still quiet, the crystalline trees remained silent.

But here, it is already within the coordinate range given by Jita.

The Star Weaver was looking at the spell that dissipated in his hands in a little stunned.

He looked at the ancient runes on the Staff of Nominus, and the wounds that were being bridged on his arm, and he didn't know which part of his mistake was wrong.

But just like before, the ancient fate did not say a word, symbolizing Mirian's starlight was so dim that it was almost impossible to see, and the vertical lines of the future were chaotic. He had never encountered such a situation in the past.

"Damn it." The Star Weaver cursed inwardly. Since Mirien did not respond to him, then try Magic and Silence Stars, which might be the right situation.

He reached for his staff, but at this moment, a feeling of standing upright exploded from him, something was passing through the magical protection he had laid around.

The Star Weaver turned around and threw the silver knife in his hand in that direction without thinking.

The knife turned into a beam of silver light under the action of the spell, but the shadow stirred in the direction it was moving forward, and a slender dagger was poked out from it and gently touched it on the knife.

A dazzling fire light was drawn from the darkness, like a golden line, and the knife was broken to the side, and I didn't know where to fly.

Alisa jumped out of the shadow, looked down at the scratches on her dagger, her arms were numb, and this was just a spell on the other party.

And she didn't know how the other party noticed her - if the caster had this alertness, the shadow dancer's profession would have no value.

But there are almost no warning spells she knows that do not make any sound, whether it is the warning technique or the surveillance network of higher rings, or is it the power of laws?

Is it the spell of the twelve stars?

"Yes, this is exactly the power of Magic and Silence, Ashria," a voice sounded from her, and the figure of the fairy lady was emerging from Alisa and gently fell on her shoulders.

Alisa was slightly stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that the fairy lady would come to her side. She looked at the other party with some surprise: "Miss Tata?"

"I'll help you," Tata replied softly, "Ashria's essence is protection, weaving magic into a strong shield, and almost all its spells are biased towards protection."

The Star Weaver naturally couldn't see Miss Tata, but as soon as Alisa distracted, he immediately seized the opportunity - or rather, since Alisa appeared, his chanting of lyrics had never stopped.

Miss Nightingale naturally noticed the other party's small movements, throwing the dagger in her hand in that direction, but hitting a transparent wall in mid-air.

The long dagger hit the wall, as if it was pushed back by an invisible force and bounced away.

At this time, the Star Weaver took a step back, grabbed his magic wand, and pointed at Miss Nightingale: "Fire of Stars!"

A gray flame ignited from Miss Nightingale's feet and immediately turned into a circle, leading Alisa in the circle into a world full of fantasy.

She seemed to see an endless black field, with twelve stars hanging high, hanging different starlights, reflecting on the twelve minarets below it.

"Be careful, this is an illusion."

Before Tata finished speaking, the space in front of Alisa separated, and a spike of flame pierced out of it.

Miss Nightingale pulled out another dagger with her backhand and raised her knife to block it - to no avail.

The flame pierced the sharp blade in her hand, touching her chest, piercing her dark leather armor like a real blade, leaving a deep bone-visible hole there.

But Alisa didn't think about it and raised her dagger to touch her neck. The star weaver not far away saw her trapped the nightingale's body and turned into a piece of sand, falling to the ground one by one like a dissipated shadow.

At the same moment, the shadow appeared beside him, like ink fainting in the air, and a figure jumped out of the shadow and stabbed him with a knife.

Use a stand-in to break free from the illusion.

Star Weaver rarely sees this move, but whether it is Shadow Dance or Assassin, the number of substitutes is limited. How many times can you play like this?

He raised his magic wand and shouted: "The ancient stars weaving magic and order, show me your power-"

A starlight fell from the sky and fell on him, turning into a silver armor, and Elisa slashed over the armor with a knife, and it didn't move at all.

It just made the stars above ripple.

Alisa was quite surprised. She had never fought with the silver-level caster, but this guy's protection level was probably not far from the same level of heavy armor profession?

She couldn't help asking, "Miss Tata, is there any flaw in this spell? I can't hold him back if this continues."

Alisa can remember clearly that all miracles of the twelve stars come at a price.

"The essence of magic is order, but the ether itself tends to be disordered and disordered, so all magic will eventually be disordered."

Tata replied, “So chaos and disorder are the true face of Ashriah, and when he prays for strength to Him, the risk of disorder itself accumulates.

"The stronger the order, the greater the risk of disorder."

The star weaver shot three purple rays at Alisa, and she dodged one by one, but the other party hid a ray at the end, and the ray almost hit her left shoulder.

While dodging, she turned her head and asked, "So I just need to keep asking him to cast protective spells until a certain node, his own spell will collapse?"

"I'm afraid not," the fairy lady shook her head, "but I can try to help you, you need to attack him as much as possible."

"I'll try my best." Miss Nightingale answered in a breath.

She stepped back and merged her figure into the shadow.

She changed her intention to fight. Although the warning spell set by the other party in the forest could find her traces, she remembered correctly-

The spell itself also comes from Ashria's power.

But the Star Weaver sneered - she was fooled - although he was still a little surprised, the other party seemed to have noticed the foundation of the power he used.

These people are quite knowledgeable, but how can the power of the wound of Yasha be so simple?

He used a simple spell to force the other party to that area, but the moment the other party retreated and merged into the shadow, the surrounding barrier spell immediately captured the other party's whereabouts.

However, the suspicious side still gained the upper hand, which prevented him from taking all his strength, but left some room for reaction.

He raised his magic wand and snapped his fingers gently in that direction.

A gray starlight shot out from his fingertips. The starlight was so weak, like a ray of gray flame.

It seemed slow and fast, but in a flash it had come to Elisa, and swallowed her in an instant before Miss Nightingale reacted.

At the moment the starlight burst out, it turned into a light cone, turning everything that passed through the light path - with the star weaving as the center, into nothingness, stretching forward with the star weaving machine as the center.

In the triangular area, whether it is crystalline tree trunks, rocks, vegetation, or even winding black rivers, the river water rises and evaporates into ash.

The middle section of the entire river channel dried up and exposed the riverbed. The river water almost broke down for a while before it poured into the area again and penetrated into the cracked and crystallized soil.

Miss Nightingale stood there, and her whole body seemed to turn into a statue of glass, cracking little by little, then collapsed and passed away with the wind.

However, the Star Weaver does not think he killed the other party.

“One more.”

He and Alissa counted in their hearts at the same time.

A thick black shadow fainted from behind the Star Weaver, and Miss Nightingale jumped out from there again, slashing at the former with a knife.

But the Star Weaver raised his magic wand to block it, and he, a spellcaster, could not block the nightingale's attack, but a barrier of starlight extended across the interweaving runes.

The dagger slashed over the barrier, and a flash of light bounced away Alisa.

Miss Nightingale's figure was split into two in the air. This was the first time she used the ability to construct a siren, and it also achieved miraculous results.

The Star Weaver was slightly stunned, and was already slashed by Alisa on her body, but the starlight's armor flashed again, blocking the damage.

He raised his staff and shot a gray starlight at one of the shadows, burning it directly into powder, but Miss Nightingale had already jumped far away.

Then escape into the shadow again.

The Star Weaver began to have a headache. If Mirien's power was still there, he wouldn't have to be so troubled - the spells of fate and prophecy were the nemesis among these guys who had hidden their heads and tails.

But now, he had to use barrier-based spells to roughly determine the opponent's position, but in this way, all the spells related to accuracy cannot be cast.

But large-scale powerful spells related to Eltaris often require a very long preparation time. He has just cast one, and he doesn't know when to prepare for the next one.

Moreover, the spells of the barrier system also come from Ashria. Although he can suppress the power of disorder, he cannot be so unscrupulous.

He had to maintain that early warning spell only at critical moments.

Alisa once again took off from the shadows and stabbed him with a knife, but it was also useless, and she took a spell without any attention.

But she was not panicked and always maintained her own rhythm.

After several rounds of fights, the starlight armor on the Star Weaver finally dimmed a lot, but Miss Nightingale also felt uncomfortable, with several wounds on her body.

One of the spells penetrated her thighs, reducing her movement power a lot, and also damaged a plug-in there, causing her to lose the ability of Shadow Jump.

The suspicious Star Weaver finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

He glanced at Alissa gloomy and spoke for the first time: "Don't think I don't know what you are planning, Miss Nightingale."

Alisa couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

While the elf magician spoke, he did not stop preparing the spell at all. The terrifying scar on his face grew again.

"Be careful," Tata immediately reminded as he looked at the scene, "The power of killing and domination comes from physical pain. He is about to exert the power of Eltaris--"
To be continued...