Hillen is the eldest of the seven sisters, a voter of Mistera, and an outstanding harpist scout.

Although there are no weak among the seven sisters left by the second generation of magic goddess in the material world, if they really want to rank the strength of these seven sisters, then Xilun and Xinbu are of the same level in terms of practical ability and magic attainments.

However, compared to Xinbu's irritable personality, as the eldest sister of the seven sisters, Xilun's personality belongs to the most gentle and gentle ladylike image.

For many years, Azus, the God of the Mage, has been silently watching over the people He respects, and Heron, the witch in the Valley of Shadow, is one of them.

In 1356 DR, a group of evil dragons attacked the coast of the Moon Sea, causing huge damage and threatening the survival of the residents.

Xilun, who lives in Shadow Valley, fought alone with the dragon group. After using up all the spells and magic items, she successfully killed most of them.

Finally, at the top of the Ashaba Tower, facing the three oldest and most powerful ancient dragons, she resolutely broke her Great Master's Staff, and the raging arcane energy destroyed the top of the tower, and at the same time took away her and her enemies' lives.

Later, Ilminster rebuilt the tower, displaying some of the keels as souvenirs, and grinding the remaining keels into powder and applying them to the wall.

From then on, Xilun stayed in the home she was attached to during her lifetime in the form of a ghost, silently protecting her compatriots.

While recalling the deeds of the magic goddess voter Heron, Brian avoided everyone's sight and quietly walked towards the direction guided by the mage god Azus.

There was an illusion that made him instinctively believe that the magic goddess' advisor Azus had been secretly observing and helping him.

Otherwise, he would not have come to his destination so smoothly: The Hill of Watchers.

The most important thing is that in his sight, he could see the Hill of Watchers from afar being shrouded in a faint silver light, but such a conspicuous sign did not attract the attention of any residents of the valley and the Sky Mage of the Santalin Society.

Obviously, all this was done by Azus.

Thinking of this, Brian unconsciously accelerated his pace.

It took him only about an hour to arrive at the Watcher Hill, a hill covered in dense woods, but there was no grass growing on the top of the mountain, leaving a large bare clearing.

In general, the mountain is not steep, and the highest place is only 10 meters above the ground, so it is easy to climb from all around.

The air is filled with the chill of winter, and the last brilliant day of autumn has passed. The woods that once shone with golden, red and orange leaves now have only skeleton-like branches, shrouded under the gray sky.

When Brian walked to the open area on the top of the mountain, he noticed a huge, ancient, almost non-leaf oak tree standing on the top.

It is said that nearly 180 years ago, a massacre in the name of religion occurred here.

Because the lord at that time was an atheist, he forbidden all religious activities in the Valley of Shadows.

It is here that he ordered the massacre of a group of Thom believers of the secret association.

Many years have passed, and this place is worshipped by countless curious elves, young lovers, and Thom believers as a monumental place.

Only in the most critical moments, this hill used to be used as a watchtower will it be reused.

Based on the information obtained from the harpist scout: During this invasion of Shadow Valley, the priestess Aceville Grayburg, who believed in Lost Lady, used the evil dwelling technique in the Hill of Watchers, a magical technique that filled a certain piece of land with evil energy and strengthened the undead creatures.

The priestess then used the transformation ceremony to awaken the remaining keel bones.

So that on that night in Shadow Valley, a bone dragon flying into the village and town wanted to destroy it seriously scared the residents here. Because of this, they rumored that the Dragon Bible Cult also participated in the invasion.

According to the speculation of the harpist scout, this bone dragon is likely to be sent by the priests to guard the tomb where Heron is located.

Thinking of this, Brian did not look for the tomb as soon as possible, but carefully observed everything around him through detection magic.

In this land covered by a faint silver light, Brian realized that his spell was not only not affected at all, but was also strengthened a lot.

In just a moment, he found a bone dragon hiding here.

The skull dragon squatted on the top of the mountain, disguised as an oak tree with no leaves, but the moment Brian's detection magic swept over, he immediately noticed that it was a huge dragon's skeleton, and there were two faint red lights full of maliciousness burning in his hollow eyes.

Before the skull dragon roared or called the alarm, Brian had a thought and a psionic expulsion technique to send it to the astral space.

He did not follow him, because judging by the strength of the temporarily awakened bone dragon, his dragon skeleton golem and spiritual crystal servant were enough to hang it up without dead corners in the astral space.

When Brian got the prompt that the Bone Dragon was killed, he began to search for the location of the tomb.

At this moment, the appearance of the God of the Mage Azus appeared again, and the heavy and slightly echo-effect old voice sounded in his mind:

"Young Arcane Seeker, we have less time."

"I will help you block all the knowledge of the Watcher Hill, and all you need to do is to wake up the witches of Shadow Valley as soon as possible."

"Only she can prevent the further spread of the magic net unwoven."

Azus' voice was filled with fatigue, which meant that he had the heart but lacked strength.

It's like a minister who can't change the stubborn emperor's decision to act alone, no matter how hard he tries his verbal advice.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Think about it carefully, it is actually not surprising.

After all, it has been less than 200 years since the mortal mage became the third magic goddess at midnight. At this moment, she is naturally self-reliant in human nature.

Although she may gradually become a real magic goddess and understand her mission and responsibilities as time goes by, there must be a process of adaptation.

Otherwise, in order to deal with his former enemy murder god, Cirik, would not have hesitated to use his power to block some magic networks and prevent Cirik and His believers from using magic. After being boycotted by the gods, they had to unblock the blockade.

Brian no longer thought about it, he saw the fingers of Azus' manifestation of the translucent giant hand, pointing himself to a location on the top of the mountain covered with thick granite.

The site looks like it was carefully selected, with shadows on the hillside just above it, making it difficult to detect the existence of the tomb.

But Brian had noticed that the slabs had long been covered with mud and grass clippings, which meant that the Lost Lady's pastors had entered the grave, leaving clear traces.

He no longer hesitated, and had the God of the Mage to help him see the door, making him worried that his actions were uneasy to be noticed by the enemy in the secret, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Then he immediately used spells to lift the granite and walked along the spacious stone steps into the interior of the granite hill.

Brian walked about thirty stone steps and reached the bottom of the tomb. Although the tomb chamber was closed, it did not exuded the decay of negative energy as imagined.

This also shows that there should be no undead creatures here.

With the help of dark vision, Brian looked forward and saw that at the end of his sight, there was a square stone chamber.

There is a table in the center of the stone chamber, with a coffin placed on it.

The entire tomb chamber looks simple, except for the magic inscription on the coffin lid:

"There are sleeping here Oram Obaski and Anasta Sheron Silverman, behind them, leaving behind a happier shadow valley."

Oram Obaski was the husband of Heron, a powerful human wizard. The inhabitants of the valley remembered his name, but few people knew his last name. In the 40 years of the Valley calendar, the year of the fallen star to the year of the crying month, he was also the legal ruler of the Shadow Valley.

He eventually died in the murder of a pseudo-lord, who was later proved to be a spy from the Santalin Society.

As a master of ghost harpist, Xilun is now in this world in the form of a ghost.

She volunteered to become a master of ghost harpist, and after her death she continued to protect the land she loved deeply, protecting from internal or external enemies.

But just as all ghosts are forced to fall into lingering in a special case, for her, they only need to put the symbol of Oram's Tomb back into place.

Many years ago, Hillen did not expect that such a day would come: one day this tomb would be blasphemed by the believers of Lost Lady.

Priestess Eswell learned from the Lost Lady how to defeat Hillen.

Shortly before the attack on the Tower of Ilminster, Shar's priests entered the tomb with a strange monster from a distant kingdom.

Although the priestesses who broke into the tomb instantly triggered Xilun's guardian barrier, and Xilun herself immediately teleported back and guarded the tomb, she faced a strange monster who was born to restrain herself, and finally had no choice but to go down, causing herself to fall into a deep sleep.

In other words, Xilun is still alive at this moment, but it is very difficult to say that, because she is just a pure silver fire that has no self-protection ability.

What's even more unfortunate is that the weirdos who guarded her cut off any possibility of her doing anything, whether it was to escape or seek help.

This creature that feeds on magic slowly swallows the rest of her existence.

These materials were instilled in the moment Brian stepped into the tomb chamber, Azus, the god of the wizard, and also taught him how to deal with strange things.

Without the help of the God of the Mage, Xilun's death was just a matter of time.

When Brian was about to open the sarcophagus and release Hillen who was trapped inside, a terrible monster suddenly appeared in front of him.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt a sense of terror after witnessing the other person's true love.

What appeared in front of him was a ball of flesh that looked like countless tentacles stretched out. Its eyes and mouth were condensed from light red mist, like a pulse, emitting a red light regularly outward.

Although it was the first time Brian saw this strange monster from a distant country, with the help of the mage god Azus, he immediately had a sufficient understanding of the monster in front of him.

Even so, he couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart, and this feeling was like a mouse's blood pressure when he saw a cat.

The real name of this monster is: Nirosh, also known as: Magic Devourer.

Just like its name, it is born to restrain all spellcasters, even the Mistera voters with silver fire are no exception.

The body of the magic devourer seems to be like a ball of meat about one meter in diameter, but in fact, it is all condensed from light red mist.

This light red mist can help it absorb all damage magic, rather than damage magic being absorbed by it, it can restore its health like a healing technique.

In short, the more powerful the spells are, the more energy the magic devourers will obtain. Mind-controlled spells and illusions have no effect on them, and even magic weapons cannot fight them.

Any caster shrouded by the red mist of the magic devourer will not be able to release spells, but his own spell position will be consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He will even find that he cannot use any magical items, such as scrolls and potions, and even artifacts have no effect.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Magic Devourers are lonely wanderers from distant countries. They cannot voluntarily transfer magic spells or energy to other creatures, and only feed on magic, wandering endlessly to find resources. Whether it is objects or the caster themselves, they are their prey.

The most important thing is that no one knows the limitations of their energy absorption, nor has anyone seen such a terrible weirdo starved to death due to lack of magic.

The only thing that makes the casters thankful is that their number is very rare. In the long history of the continent of Feren, this is the second one except for the Magic Devourers that appeared in the Moon Shadow Islands.

"Shit...hit...hit..."

The moment the magic devourer appeared, countless creepy tentacles suddenly appeared in the churning red mist, sweeping towards Brian.

It can be seen from the other party's violently rolling red fog that it was extremely excited and excited to see Brian's mood.

It was like a tiger who had been hungry for three days and three nights and suddenly discovered a fat prey that could be found within reach.

Facing the magic devourer who was born to restrain himself, Brian stood there calmly.

Since the God of the Mage Azus has told him in detail about the Magic Devourer, he naturally taught him how to deal with it.

Just as the magic devourer's overwhelming tentacles were about to cover him, Brian immediately activated the Chaos Scholar's profession "Mixed and surging".

In an instant, a stream of deep purple chaotic energy burst out from his body. The moment it collided with the red mist of the magic devourer, it actually swallowed and absorbed it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a moment, the magic devourer who was fleeing wildly in the secret room was completely swallowed by the chaotic energy.

Chaos Energy was born to restrain the magic devourer, which was told by the mage god Azus, which made Brian realize that his background had probably been seen through by the consultant of the magic goddess, otherwise he would not have appeared to guide him.

After neatly eliminating this strange monster from a distant country, Brian was surprised to find that he had obtained nearly 500,000 experience points at one time, which was incredible.

Obtaining this huge amount of experience allows him to almost upgrade the Chaos Scholar's level to 2 levels in a row and obtain the second legendary favor.

Brian temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​improving his level, walked to the sarcophagus, carefully checked, and confirmed that there was no danger, and then slowly pushed it away.

As the sarcophagus opened, a ball of silver-white flame that looked a little dim slowly emerged in front of Brian.

The silver-white flames in the air swayed like candles, gradually turning into a slender figure emitting a faint crystal light.

This is a woman with elegant temperament, wearing a simple mage robe, with long silver hair spread like silver forging, delicate and smooth, with snow-white and flawless ice-skinned skin shining with mysterious silver light against the backdrop of silver hair.

"You are Ms. Hillen?" Brian asked knowingly.

"Yes, I am, thank you for your help, the brave adventurer." A smile appeared on Hillen's delicate face, his voice soft and pleasant, with a hint of sadness, "I have not had much time left, and Goddess Mistera is calling me home..."

"Then what do you need to do, or how do you need me to help you?" Brian felt the emotion of reluctance and attachment in Hillen's words.

"What I can do now is to limit the unweaving of the magic net." Xilun sighed softly, and said in a sad tone, "I hope you can use the time I have won to stop the dark ritual of Miss Lost and bring freedom back to my fellow citizens."

"I'm working on this, Ms. Hillen." Brian nodded slightly.

"You are the savior whom the Lord of the Supreme guided here. I believe in your determination. The rod of the great wizard in my lifetime was stored by me where I once lived. I hope you will take up this weapon and break the shackles imposed by the Dark Trade Net in the Valley of Shadows."

The Staff of the Great Master.

Hearing the familiar name, Brian knew that he was getting closer and closer to obtaining this artifact.

But for some reason, he felt a little sad at the moment.

Hillen told him softly: "In the newly built Krague Castle by the occupying troops, there is a newly built portal, from which Santalin will constantly summon reinforcements."

"The dark ritual of the Lost Lady is being held secretly in the crushing ditch, and this place is located in the underground world. You can find the way to it in the Twisted Tower, but beware of the threat from the Drow family of Marimoda."

"Brave adventurer, please believe me."

“When you show my fellow citizens who are 'really' worthy of Abazaar Pendant, they will unite and become your most reliable supporter.”

Brian remained silent and followed Hillen back to the surface. The Hill of Watchers was still shrouded in a faint silver light with the help of Azus.

Xilun, the chosen person of the magic goddess, respectfully saluted to the God of the Mage hidden in the void, then floated in the air, staring at the valleys in the mountains from afar, staring at the people coming and going, staring at the familiar buildings, staring at the fields and flocks of sheep in the distant mountains.

Inexplicable colors flashed in her bright starry eyes...

Finally, she sighed softly, and the body made of silver fire gradually faded and floated to Brian's side, leaning over and printing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

She glanced at Brian deeply, and then her body contracted into a faint silver flame.

Then, the flame burst violently, and a silver wave of light emanated from afar.

The afterglow of the sunset shines, and the graceful figure under the soft light of the sunset gradually disappears.

As the breeze blew, the hazy silver fire gradually dissipated. With it, there was also the memories of the Shadow Valley Witch in the hearts of the world that always belonged to the Shadow Valley Witch.
Chapter completed!