It's like the world of magic nets filled with white fog.
"don’t worry."
The female elf who suddenly appeared floated in the air and smiled and said to Ilsey Weili, "I will not use this sword to deal with you, nor will I harm others. I saved my life and lost your family's moon blade. That would be too pitiful."
She turned to Brian and said, "Thank you for being my back in time."
Brian stood up and looked at her thoughtfully. The elf looked a little older than a child, but the weight on his shoulder really made him not satisfied.
He seriously suspected that this elf mage who was a little bit of a bad taste did this on purpose.
Although she thought so in her heart, Brian still smiled politely at her.
The elf took the tip of the sword and handed the sword back to him.
At the same time, Ilsey Weili, who was originally in a critical point of anger, suddenly put away her weapons and knelt down with exaggerated movements, as if facing an elf royal family or a noble lady from a family.
"Don't treat me like this, young warrior."
The elf raised his hand, interrupted the words Ilsey Vili was about to blurt out, and smiled at her: "Although I have not completely abandoned etiquette, I am still very happy to meet you, descendants of the Milita family in this strange place. I can see that this bloodline has continued vigorously."
Ilsey Weili blushed, stood up silently, and retreated to the side with respect.
The sapphire-haired elf turned his head and looked at Brian, his golden eyes flashing with light, and he smiled and said, "Please accept my gratitude and my explanation."
At such a close distance, her beauty is even more suffocating.
The fair and golden perfect skin is relatively small, but she has such slender arms and legs... Even Ilsey Weili, a woman, was a little stunned.
The female elf waved her slender hand gently, and her voice was so tender and beautiful: "I have seen it even though she is beautiful. I said, there is no need to stare at my old bone."
Her words were like a basin of cold water, which instantly poured on Brian, making him suddenly come to his senses. Only then did he realize that he was fascinated by the other party without realizing it, so he was scared into a cold sweat.
"What should I call you? Miss..." Brian said calmly, and he diverted his eyes with difficulty.
Because he obviously felt that his eyes could not move away from the other party's gorgeous sapphire hair.
"Don't call me that." The elf shook his head and said, "I am at least dozens of times your age. Besides, I am neither young nor naive."
"Then, madam..." Brian said deliberately and tentatively.
"Do I look that old? You little brat who has only been twenty-nine winters." She glared at Brian angrily, "or do I look rich?"
“…………”
Brian glanced at her speechlessly.
"All right."
The beautiful female elf sighed, and then Brian was stunned to find that the other party had become the female version of herself.
His beautiful hair was shiny and his skin was soft white, which made him unable to bear to look at it.
"Look, do you feel better like this?" She blinked at the two of them playfully and said with a smile.
"Unless I know what I see is what you are, ma'am."
Brian calmed down and ignored the other party's prank: "I've encountered many enemies with charming appearances, actually venomous snakes with long scales, and even more disgusting things. They like to confuse ignorant adventurers with beautiful appearances, so, you know."
The elf shrugged and turned back to white skin and blue hair. "This is the most commonly used image. Actually, I can't remember what I looked like before I learned the first spell."
"Please forgive me." She sat cross-legged and whispered.
Then, she placed her hands on the 'ground' of Tahadana, which was filled with white mist, and then pointed to the nearest piece of silk thread. Her smile looked gentle and kind: "It took a lot of effort to turn the Miluo, and I'm still very tired."
"So, you are Slinchy." Brian expressed his guess, "the elect of Goddess Mistera."
He is also the caster with the highest magic attainments in the Feren Continent so far, so Brian did not say this sentence.
In fact, he had long guessed that he would meet this high elf mage here, but he was never sure, so he didn't say it out.
Now it seems that all this is as he guessed.
"Yes, she is the guardian of Mess Zorno, Ms. Slinsy."
Ilsey Weili, who had been silent, stared at the elf and said with certainty, "It was the Blade of the Ruler that she gave me, but her appearance..."
The female elf who was called Slinch by Brian turned her head and looked at him, the smile on her face disappeared, and then nodded and said, "Yes, I am."
After confirmation, Brian still did not relax his vigilance, but looked at her cautiously and whispered: "Please forgive me, ma'am, but... are you... elves, or..."
"You want to say, I am a moon elves or a sun elves, right?"
Silinxi shrugged her slender shoulders and murmured: "Maybe I'm not an elf for a long time."
She sat quietly, staring into Bryan's eyes.
Her skin turned dark blue, her hair turned silvery, her eyes seemed to be a bottomless green pond, and then turned blue with her hair, and her skin turned bronze, her hair first turned brass, and then turned flamed golden.
Seeing such amazing beautiful changes, Brian was speechless and could only mutter in his heart: None of the voters of the Magic Goddess look normal.
Slinxi obviously didn't hear his complaints because her changes did not stop.
Her skin turned dark brown, the same hair, the skin turned brass green, the eyes were light brown, then light purple, and then as dark as obsidian.
Slinsy's blood-red eyes stared at him, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled sadly, as if she was sneering. Then, she turned back to her white skin, golden eyes, sapphire hair, and a kind smile.
"Okay, enough games have been played." She said with a kind smile: "Actually, I'm happy to talk to you easily later. If there is still this opportunity, but I still need you now. The faster we win, the better. Remember: here, time is far slower than on the Feren continent, and on the continent, days disappear like wind and clouds."
"Then why do you still waste your time with boring jokes here?" Brian couldn't help but complain. He was naturally more clear about the time flow rate in the Magic Net Realm.
The female elf Ilsey Vili, who was standing beside her, didn't say anything, but just raised her eyebrows.
Apparently she had the same opinion as Brian, but she refused to speak out of respect for the high elf wizard.
Seeing the performance of the two, Slinxi smiled even more: "The opportunity needs to be waited, and I am using the opportunity to wait to accompany you to pass this boring time. You should thank me."
"Well, Ms. Slinsi."
Brian asked his most wanted question, "I'm willing to wait for knowledge, but please tell us why we are here and what are we going to do next?"
Ilsey Weili quickly pricked up her ears and listened quietly.
"Because the Storm thinks you are the best candidates, we are here to smash Larock's recent plot. He stumbled upon the profitable dealing with the Beno Lich, and they will eventually become his slaves, and he can draw magical energy from the mysterious locks guarded by the Beno Lich. As for the tearing magic net, it was just an accident for him. There is no doubt that Miss Lost perfectly utilized this unexpected surprise for her."
Brian frowned and looked around, waved at the mist in the air, asking, "That is, this is Larock's...private playground?"
"No. He just wanted to find a way to attract Beno Lich to Tahadana and bring his own Lich here too. As for Laroc, he would stay where he was and act only through his Lich servants, which was his favorite way of doing things."
Ilsey Weili frowned: "You still didn't tell me what the hell is this place?"
"This is the world of the magic net, also known as: Tahadana, which is a super two-dimensional space, created with magic a long time ago. The spell was cast by members of the former mechanical empire Imaska, and it was Malogo's bloodline. It happened before the demise of their empire. Imaska's magic masters thought that by finding loopholes on the magic net, they could avoid the rulings of the gods. There was no doubt that they all failed in the end."
Silinxi pointed to the white mist and silk thread: "I said that at present, this is only a net that can be reached. The so-called "Ferren End" has been destroyed, but it is obvious that these places cannot be cleared by the magic net."
Brian looked at her with a serious expression: "How many troops are hidden in these hidden places? How many Tahadas are there on the Magic Network?"
After listening to Slinxi's explanation, he was still shocked. He really didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden here.
The artifacts of the Imaska ​​Empire are proficient in the knowledge of portals and gates of otherworlds.
They arrested tens of thousands of unlucky natives in the world outside the crystal wall system, forcing them to become slaves to their secret magic powers, and exploit their value.
As a result, he got into trouble with the gods from a certain indigenous world.
With the acquiescence of God, the entire divine system, with the mentality of settling down, all the family and his family descended to the world of Torrell in the form of a saint.
In the end, Imaska's magical division was defeated, his country was destroyed, and his homeland was destroyed.
Obviously, some powerful mechanics wanted to open up new shelters, but failed.
"The Armored Masters have not become a climate, because Tahada has no food and can only kill each other, except for their own blood and body fluids. This is nothing. To gather troops and refugees here, it will cost a huge price and time just to gather together. Where did your enemies go in such a long time, what did he do?"
Silinxi said with a smile, "As for how many Tahadas there are, no one knows. As far as I know, there are at least fourteen. They are like flies stuck on spider webs, unable to move, and it is almost impossible to find these places unless someone can control the magic web."
"You can." Ilsey Villi lowered his head as he said, so that his tone did not sound like an accusation.
"Of course, some people can do it too."
Slinshi nodded: "Larlock is one of them. He uses these places to accumulate magic and wealth. I can take you to a Tahadana belonging to Larock, wherever you see, there are waist-deep gold coins."
"Forget it." Brian shook his head, "Larlock is not that stupid."
"Mansong from Santalin Club is also fine. He left an echo in each Tahada, and most of them frozen it with magic." Slinxi said with a smile.
Hearing the founder of Santalin Society, Brian frowned, looked at the smiling elf mage and asked, "Will we meet him here?"
Slinxi smiled again, like an old lady keeping a secret, but she only said one sentence: "No."
Brian noticed that she hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "Just... 'No'?"
Silinxi's smile was distorted: "There is a clone of Mansson in the early years. He is very powerful and still active on the mainland. When he encounters danger in Faren, he will retreat to a certain Tahadana, just like a snake hiding in a cave, but don't worry, it's not our Tahadana."
Brian breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
Ilsai Weili nodded thoughtfully: "So, you have never been noticed by the tribesmen of Yongju Island for so many years because you are hiding in Tahadana, right?"
Silinxi's smile remained the same: "Of course."
"Why?" Ilsey Weili said curiously.
"Let the elves rise again, no longer decline, no longer avoid other races. After all, our blind avoidance will only lead to hatred and killing each other. So in my opinion, as long as I come forward with the older elves and master the most powerful magic among the tribe, the elves everywhere can believe that they have unparalleled advantages and believe that they are stronger than other races. Even those elves who live with humans all year round can believe from the heart that they are smarter and more... pure. A race will not appreciate the humility of foreign races, nor will it think that their own humility is normal. This is my purpose, for the revival of the elves."
"So that's it." Ilsey Vili looked at Slinxi more and more respectful.
"But if you want to revive the elves, you must have compassion and patience." Brian glanced at her and said, "and this is exactly what you lack."
Ilsey Weili glared at Brian, and he chose to ignore it.
In his opinion, it was really only a matter of time for her to make powerful spellcasters like Slinxi, who wanted to complete the revival of the elves and allow the elves migrating to Yongju Island to return to Cormanso and rebuild Mis Zhuono, but the reality is that Slinxi has not made any progress until now.
Even when Ilseyvili landed onto Cormanso with the expeditionary force, she was like a hand-off manager, secretly throwing the Ruler's Blade to her, and she ignored it.
"Your summary is very thorough. Young Arcane, I am indeed not the kind of perfect person you are for."
Slinxi's smile seemed a little unnatural: "Because in some ways, I am a 'witch' or 'bitch' in some humans' mouths. Of course, in my own opinion, it is a coexistence of revenge and childlike innocence. You see, I think I am superior to some humans from beginning to end."
"You are," Brian responded, "After all, from cultists to Santalin, there has never been a shortage of bad people in this world."
Obviously, the fundamental reason why Silinxi has not completed the revival of the elves for a long time is that she is often busy helping the magic goddess solve the dangers that threaten world peace.
Of course, this has something to do with her strange personality.
"Bad guys? That's right. I often take away those of them with particularly ambitions and magical talents and enjoy it. However, I never use good words like "Heroes Who Save the World" to gild my behavior."
Ilsey Weili looked at Slinch with interest: "Oh? Then how do you usually do it?"
Slinxi shrugged her beautiful eyebrows and tried to pretend to be evil, everything was self-evident.
Ilsey Weili couldn't help laughing.
"You know, anyone who attempts to go to Tahadana with magic will lose their wisdom, that is, some spells, abilities and memories without finding the right way. For example, I can lure a guy with strong curiosity into a Tahadana where there are resentful souls, chaos beasts, devourers, Niceru and other creatures that steal memories or cause mental disorder."
Like a wise elder, Slinxi told the two of them all in a word: "Of course, if I encounter an enemy stronger than me, I might...give up the idea of ​​purifying them and make a little concession."
"And this proves that you are not stronger..." Ilsey Weili whispered in a tentative tone.
After saying that, her eyes stared at Slinxi with a little nervous look.
"That's right, you're right at all, the future crown prince of Cormanso."
For a moment, Brian felt that Slinch's voice was both low and cold.
She continued, "If I was killed by such an enemy, it would be no different from seeking death. So I would never make a joke about my life impulsively, nor would I harm myself, because if I want to protect the world, there are still many enemies to deal with, and I cannot be left out."
"Stay away the green mountains and don't worry about burning firewood, as long as there are guys like Larlock." Brian said: "There must be people like Ms. Slinch in this world."
"Yes, as long as there are guys like Laroke," Slinch repeated, then smiled at Brian and sighed: "Ah, I really forgot. I have never heard such wise words again since I left Ilminster of Mis Jono, and I salute you."
After saying that, she stretched out her slender little hand to Brian.
"I...ma., I can't afford it. You are serious and I can't deserve your respect." Brian, who knows how much he is, couldn't find a suitable word for a while.
When Slinchy's hand touched his wrist, Brian's body stiffened, her fingers were warm, filled with magical power, but also with a bone-broken chill.
He was so scared that he quickly shrank back.
"Do you know how to make an elf happy?" Slinxi smiled mischievously, squinting his eyes unconsciously, "That's just kissing the tip of his ear or licking his palms lightly. You look like you want to try, right?"
"I'm more interested in lichs." Brian immediately changed the sensitive topic, "but magic looks unreliable here."
"Magic is really unreliable here." Slinxi looked at Brian, chuckled twice, and showed a serious expression on his face, saying:
"Especially for the undead creatures, the magic that supports them has begun to weaken. Therefore, what you call "unworthy" is the nemesis of the Lichs, and if necessary, the nemesis of the Beno Lich."
Silinxi leaned forward, and sparks suddenly bloomed in the surrounding air, covering the white mist and silk threads around her.
"My plan is..." she said, the shield trembling around them, "not only defeating the lich, but also fooling Laroc to prevent him from knowing how he failed."
"What then?" Ilsey Weili asked.
"Then he thought the plan for Beno Lich would not work, and he would not continue to try it unless he came here in person. In short, we need those mysterious locks to gain a foothold, both now and in the future." Slinxi explained to him.
"What should you do if Larock realizes that you are a stumbling block and chases you here to destroy you?" Brian asked curiously.
Faced with this problem, Slinxi smiled: "He had tried it before. Unfortunately, I was gradually disappearing at that time, and was about to become a ghost that no one remembered. Then Goddess Mistala fell, and her spirit came here, sneaked into my lonely body, and restored me as before. Not only that, she made me more wise than ever. I was always proud and conceited, but she gave me strength, so Larock saw me now, and only chose to escape wisely."
Brian's expression moved: "Probably many mages who are too close to Goddess Mistera will say such things."
"You can see it."
As Slinxi smiled and nodded, the shields around him crackled and then turned black.
"It looks like the chat time is over, friends." She said with a slightly serious expression. "I believe that Larock was because he couldn't hear our conversation, so he was anxious and would definitely take us back to the battlefield again."
The petite elf waved his hand and the shield turned into a shiny translucent substance.
Brian saw the white mist on his head and the white ground under his feet, accompanied by the flashing of green vortexes, and the black lich appeared in their sight.
These lichs, who were tingling with scalp, had malicious smiles on their faces.
"Larlock's lich is more than I expected." Slinch's expression became serious: "Maybe we're all going to be done."
At this moment, a silver light flashed behind the dark wall composed of undead creatures.
"boom!"
Accompanied by the blast, the energy of the silver light burst out instantly rushed away groups of lichs, just like the firelight bursting in the deep darkness when firewood turned into ashes, drowning a large group of lichs in the sea of ​​fire.
Brian noticed that Xinbu's silk thread was burning with silver flames, and the silk thread turned black. The ghosts and howling lichs formed a human wall again and rushed over.
Just as the lich was about to take action, a silver light flashed somewhere next to it, blowing them apart.
The silk thread that once was a storm also emitted a twinkling silver light, which was gentler than Xinbu's violent flames, and perhaps it should be said to be weaker.
Soon, the thread turned black, and the remaining lichs gathered together again.
Although a large number of lichs were killed by Xinbu and Storm, their number was still nearly 100.
The group of lichs looked at the direction of Fengshang and Xinbu in fear at first. After confirming that there was no problem, they sneered and moved closer to try to launch a general attack.
"Okay, now we can only resist these lichs by ourselves." Silinxi's petite body was surrounded by blue and white flames, floating behind Brian and Ilseyville, "I still have one or two tricks to use..."
Chapter completed!