Skeletons burning with flames straddle the long tunnel of bones.

It is a creation of the virtual world. The virtual world is a plane very close to the main plane. This plane overlaps with the main plane layer by layer.

Because of the characteristics of virtualization of things in it, the virtualized things can be superimposed endlessly, and the passage is unimpeded. Warlocks often train messengers and let them be responsible for sending messages over long distances.

These messengers often have very low intelligence and follow the instructions set by their masters.

The messenger headed towards the target's residence, but suddenly stopped.

Not only did its movements suddenly stop, but its eyes also showed the color of wisdom, its body solidified, and it came to the next door to the target.

Kneel down on one knee in front of a green-eyed elf girl, and reverently hand over the envelope in her hand.

"Senior sister?" The elf girl pulled out one of the envelopes with a heart painted on it, and there was a shameless lip print on the envelope!

"I found you."

The cold voice of the elf girl faded away, and the wisdom in the messenger's eyes slowly disappeared. It looked at the target location and faithfully delivered the letter in its hand.

It has forgotten that a letter is missing from its hand.

…

Amy stood in the tall room with nostalgia and emotion in her eyes.

Her father said this would be the nursery where she would be raised.

This nursery is very tall, a normal Knox Kingdom apartment, and occupies a large space in the castle.

There was a whole bed of dolls and a double bed for adults.

There is also a huge crib that is twice the size of a double bed.

The decor is exquisite and it's a shame she won't grow up here.

She had never seen this room from her mother's diary, and presumably she didn't want her to know this.

"Today is November 22, 3066..."

Amy said to herself.

This is the date she got from her father.

"So, the riot will happen the day after tomorrow. We need to find Mr. Ken as soon as possible." Amy said to herself.

She really wants to stay here...

Her parents are both dead.

Her mother died in a glorious battle for the God of Watching beside the temple more than 20 years ago.

And her father... Before Amy was born, her mother had lost contact with her father.

And Amy knew that human lifespan is only more than a hundred years old.

The life span of human warriors is much shorter than that of ordinary people. Except for the Paladins who ignore the side effects, other warriors have shorter life spans as they advance.

Becoming a legendary warrior can grant you an extraordinary lifespan.

But her mother once said that her father would never be able to come into contact with legends in this life.

When my father married my mother, he was already in his forties, and he would have been dead for eighty years.

Amy pushed open the door and walked to the corridor. Downstairs, her father seemed to have broken a stack of plates and was talking to the head maid with a smile.

Amy's eyes flashed with purple light.

This may be her last chance to see her father.

Amy shook her head to clear her thoughts.

There is still one day left, maybe...

…

The steam station is not a simple station.

This is known as the "Heart of Steam".

Alert Academy has several magic towers directly connected to the main station, including the magic tower of the great mage Alert himself.

Countless high-end research and development come from the upper levels of this heart. Many goblin craftsmen live in the station without sleep or food, creating almost crazy inventions.

And the brain of this heart is right in front of Ken and En.

A squat goblin.

He was more than a circle fatter than other goblins, and his belly was bulging. Ken had never seen such a round goblin, and his body was dyed like a round penguin!

Martin Timothy, the leader of the goblins, manages the entire steam station with the help of Alert Academy.

"Oh, Mr. Three-ring Warlock, and his entourage, have a good evening." Corey waved to the goblin who was leading the way to go down. He sat on a high chair and said directly to the two riders impatiently.

:

"I really need the help of a reliable warlock here. The few apprentices who came here from your Alert Academy before were five-ring warlocks. They have a hard time maintaining the magic tower. Recently they have been refusing to cooperate with the craftsmen in making magic tools..."

Ken frowned, this goblin was even more arrogant than he thought.

The warlock said: "Mr. Timothy, you misunderstood, we are not here to apply for jobs."

In Ken's era, most warlocks were looking for various jobs after graduating from the Third Ring Elementary School, but these jobs were the primitive accumulation of subsequent promotion research.

In this era, the warlocks of Alert Academy have a very close connection with the mortal world, and many newly promoted three-ring warlocks are willing to put aside their status and do things that have nothing to do with promotion.

Therefore, although three-ring warlocks are respected, they are not that valuable.

It is normal for this goblin to think that he is a newly minted sorcerer looking for a job.

"Then why are you here? There is no extra funds here for other projects. If you want to cooperate with us, you must apply to your principal!" The Fat Goblin was obviously a little impatient: "I have been working overtime for a long time, and my son is still at home.

I'm hungry, please don't waste my time!"

"There is a group of cultists here at your station. In order to eradicate them, I need your help." Ken said seriously.

"Don't be ridiculous!" the fat goblin said disdainfully: "Here is a magic guide array arranged by your principal himself. Except for the marked steam magic guide, neither magic nor holy light can be used! Moreover, the cultists will be destroyed as soon as they approach.

Directly destroyed!"

[Nine Ring Magic·Forbidden Magic Realm]

Alert's proud domain technique.

The entire station is shrouded in the center, and with steam magic as the main power, only a few people can operate it.

"You are just a newly graduated apprentice. Even your mentor would not dare to say that there are cultists here." The fat goblin said in disgust: "If this is all, then..."

"Restraint." The warlock said suddenly, and he stretched out a hand to interrupt the goblin's tirade.

And on the warlock's umbrella, a seal lit up!

[Second-Level Spell·Nameless Chain]

In the fat goblin's shocked eyes, two chains emerged from the void, hanging him in mid-air.

How can it be!

How could this little three-ring warlock use the spell under the spell cast by the nine-ring great mage!

"You, who are you!"

The fat goblin panicked, the scene in front of him was beyond his understanding.

Ken calmly lit his umbrella on the ground.

[Three Rings·Hyman Foam]

The foamy silent barrier enveloped the three of them.

"I don't have time to explain this to you, so it's easier to talk to you with facts." Ken looked at the fat goblin hanging in the air calmly: "Do you think so?"

"You...you are talking about it! Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Warlock!" The fat goblin kicked his legs randomly.

How is this possible!
Chapter completed!